Ye Futian fell into the artistic conception of the piano from the previous sadness, as if every beating note was no longer a simple note, but an artistic conception, a picture, and the life of the Emperor Shenyin.

The teachers he respected most in his life, his favorite hometown, and his beloved women were all destroyed in that war. Even if he reached the supreme state, he was ashamed and fell into despair and created a tragic song of divineness, a shocking song.

However, the final outcome was that he himself turned into a part of the guqin.

The beating notes were imprinted in my mind, and the rhythm seemed to become clear. A guqin suddenly appeared in front of Ye Futian. It was transformed by the Great Dao Divine Wheel. The strings were beating, and each note seemed to exude endless sadness. The beating notes seemed to resonate with the God's Sorrow Song.

Ye Futian seemed to be playing the tragic song of God.

Some of the experiences of Emperor Shenyin’s life are somewhat similar to him, which makes him feel emotionally resonant. Even though he had fallen into endless sadness before, he seemed to have escaped from that sadness at this moment. It was not broken free, but beyond the sadness, and was able to accept this sadness. This is also the artistic conception of the divine sad song. Only under this artistic conception can this divine song be composed.

Ye Futian seemed to have sensed something and was doing it.

Although the notes he played are still far from the true God-Sad Song, they already have some artistic conception, which makes the piano sound he played integrate into the artistic conception of God-Sad Song, as if resonating with them.

Gradually, the music played by Ye Futian became proficient, and the sadness became stronger and stronger. He was still immersed in endless sadness, but his consciousness was clear and beyond his emotions.

The sound of the piano was still there, and countless invisible airflows surrounded Ye Futian's body. In front of the guqin transformed by the emperor, a phantom sat there quietly, and at this moment, it seemed that he was looking up at Ye Futian.

It seems that he is a complete life and the true Emperor of Divine Sound.

"Tonight, what era is it?" Only a sound came out and floated into Ye Futian's ears, causing Ye Futian's heart to shake.

The Emperor spoke.

In addition to Emperor Ye Qing, although he had also been exposed to the will of the Emperor before, this was the second time he had truly met a great emperor with consciousness and spoke to him.

"Let me go back to my senior, it's been the era of Shenzhou, more than 10,000 years." Ye Futian responded. After hearing his words, the other party fell into silence again, then sighed, looked at the distant place, and then looked down at his guqin.

It turned into a guqin and floated for countless years, but I have long known what year it will be.

"Where is the home?"

A strong sigh came out, as if Emperor Shenyin also knew that without a home, his hometown had long been destroyed, and his teacher and beloved were no longer there, everything was just in fantasy, and it was his obsession.

"After the collapse of the heavenly way, the world has changed. This is the original world. The world after the collapse of the heavenly way is no longer stable." Ye Futian responded: "The hometown that the predecessor is looking for may be gone."

He did not deceive, and said in truth that even though Emperor Shenyin was obsessed with it, it was just a falsehood.

There was another silence, and the phantom of Emperor Shenyin looked at Ye Futian and asked, "Who are you and why do you control the body of Emperor Shenjia?"

Obviously, he recognized that this divine body was owned by the God Armor Emperor.

"My younger generation Ye Futian, the former director of the Tianyu Academy of Realm, and the palace master of the Ziwei Emperor's Palace in the Ziwei Star Domain, got the body of the Divine Armor Emperor by chance and resonated with it, which inherently contained the scene that the predecessors saw." Ye Futian responded.

Emperor Shenyin looked at him, and Ye Futian's words had already included the inheritance of the two emperors.

"Ziwei Star Domain, the Palace Master of Ziwei Imperial Palace, is Ziwei Emperor still there?" Emperor Shenyin asked.

"The Ziwei Emperor died in the era when the Heavenly Dao collapsed, leaving a will to seal the Ziwei Star Domain. It was not until the seal was opened not long ago that the Ziwei Star Domain was connected to the outside world. The Ziwei Emperor's will exist in the starry sky world and was inherited by his younger generations." Ye Futian continued to reply.

Emperor Shenyin looked at Ye Futian, and it seemed to have a little deep meaning. The inheritance of the two top emperors, the body of the palm of the God Armor Emperor, inherited the will of the Ziwei Emperor, and he was also proficient in music and could understand the artistic conception of the God's Sorrow Song. When he entered this world of artistic conception, he was indeed an extraordinary person. No wonder he could play notes and resonate with the God's Sorrow Song, and see everything in front of him.

"Senior, the road ahead has been over. The original world is no longer the world. The hometown of my predecessor is gone after all. I hope you can let go of your obsession." Ye Futian bowed and said, "If you continue, the dragon turtle will hit other interfaces, or even directly destroy them. The worlds in the lower interface cannot withstand the impact of the dragon turtle, and will directly break and collapse.

Ye Futian could only persuade Emperor Shenyin to let go of his obsession, and only Emperor Shenyin could prevent all this from happening. Other practitioners, even powerful beings who have passed through the second level of the Great Dao Divine Tribulation, have fallen into Qinyin's endless sorrow, and cannot stop the dragon turtle from continuing to move forward.

"The road ahead is over, where is the way home?"

The Emperor of Divine Sound murmured, and a casual sigh seemed to contain strong sadness.

He wanted to find his way home, but the road ahead was over.

Where is the way home!

He can't find his way back, so where can he go.

"I would like to find a peach forest for my predecessors, and bury the guqin among the peach blossoms in the place where the peach blossoms are blooming." Ye Futian said, and Emperor Shenyin looked at him, and saw that Ye Futian's eyes were sincere. The zither could communicate with his meaning and know the hearts of people. Ye Futian could sense his existence and feel this artistic conception through the Shenle Song, which also proved that they were a kind of people. The young people in front of him might be somewhat similar to him.

Emperor Shenyin glanced at Ye Futian, and then divine lights appeared on his body, shining on Ye Futian's body, and they penetrated directly into Ye Futian's eyebrows and penetrated into Ye Futian's mind.

Emperor Shenyin seemed to be connected with Ye Futian. After a moment, the divine light dissipated, and Emperor Shenyin looked at Ye Futian with some changes.

"All things in the world are probably destined." Emperor Shenyin murmured, and then said to Ye Futian: "This piano will lend you three hundred years to you. I will wait until the next day to reach the top of the peak and send me home."

"Send you home?"

Ye Futian looked at Emperor Shenyin a little puzzled. His family was broken and no longer existed. How to go back?
Chapter completed!