Chapter 1009 The remnants of the avenue are in order
In the cave.
Everyone was astonished. Is the aura of death related to the disciples?
In this world, the scholars are people from ancient times, and no one knows how many thousands of years have passed.
How could this have anything to do with teachers?
Moreover, some of the disciples in this world are legendary existences, and they cannot confirm whether they really exist.
"Mr. Feng, how can the death energy in the teacher's body be related to the disciples? After all..."
Dalang frowned slightly and said.
"This death aura cannot be explained in just a few words."
Feng Qingyan smiled and said, his eyes falling on Zhang Zheng who was also confused, "On the contrary, Mr. Zhang, you may understand in the future. This world is not as simple as you see, and this is not the only one in this universe.
world……"
"Tianwaitian?"
"It's not surprising that the sky is outside the sky..."
Several scholars were not too surprised. After all, they did not see it with their own eyes. Moreover, the phrase "Tian Wai Tian" appeared, indicating that they accepted the existence of "Tian Wai Tian".
However, Zhang Zheng felt that his body was extremely comfortable and strong at this moment, but he did not feel anything was wrong.
This is much better than when he was young.
He doesn't really believe that there is any death energy in his body, but Mr. Feng's medical skills are at the level of rejuvenation. Maybe he really found something in his body?
"Mr. Feng, how can I get rid of this deathly aura?"
Zhang Zheng hesitated and asked.
"Perhaps listening to the piano can help drive it away."
After sealing the Qingyan Road, we walked out of the cave and came to the open valley.
"Listen to the piano?"
Zhang Zheng was slightly surprised.
"Is listening to the piano good enough?"
"Listening to the piano? What does it mean? Can listening to the piano cure diseases?"
Everyone was stunned for a moment and started talking one after another. Some were not sure why, but when they saw Feng Qingyan walking out of the cave, they all followed him out of the cave.
"Mr. Feng still knows how to play the piano?"
After Lian Li followed him out, he said a little surprised.
"Understand a little bit."
Feng Qingyan walked and watched, and when he came to a relatively flat grassland, he sat down cross-legged. Zhang Zheng, Lian Li and others who followed him sat cross-legged around him...
When Zhang Zheng came out of the cave.
Many scholars in the valley were stunned for a moment, looking at the middle-aged Zhang Zheng with doubts on their faces. They felt that this middle-aged Zhang Zheng was very familiar, and he was still wearing teacher's clothes...
It seems like a middle-aged version of a teacher.
"Brother, who is that gentleman? Why does he look like the teacher when he was young?" A scholar looked at the middle-aged Zhang Zhengdao with confusion. It seemed that the middle-aged Zhang Zheng in front of him was indeed his teacher, but the teacher was already seven years old.
More than ten years old, suffering from ailments all over his body...
The face looks older.
Aged.
"It does look very much like the teacher when he was young. He must be a member of the teacher's tribe." Another scholar looked at it and said.
"Teacher's tribe?"
"It should be the teacher's tribe, he looks a bit similar to the teacher..."
There are many thatched cottages and thatched cottages in the valley, and naturally there are many students, dozens of them.
However, not many people have seen Zhang Zheng in middle age, so even if they see middle-aged Zhang Zheng, they will not think much about it, let alone think that they are the same person.
It just feels very similar.
A "tribe" can explain the past without making anyone doubt it.
However, they saw that the eldest brother and several other core disciples were always surrounding their teacher, which made them a little suspicious.
Logically speaking, this shouldn't be the case.
After all, the teacher was still sick in the cave, why did everyone run out?
Everyone looks excited?
Who takes care of teachers?
So many scholars came over in confusion and asked what was going on.
When they found out that the middle-aged Zhang Zheng in front of them was a teacher, everyone was stunned, their eyes widened, and they couldn't believe it at all.
How did the teacher become so young?
Not only is he young, but he is also very healthy, with no signs of illness...
What exactly is going on?
When they learned that it was Mr. Feng who had rejuvenated his body with a magical hand, everyone was shocked.
If we just cured the teacher's disease, we wouldn't be so shocked, but the teacher actually became younger?
There are only two people!
What kind of medical skill is this? In other words, is this still medical skill? Are you sure it's not a magical skill?
Many scholars' eyes fell on Feng Qingyan, trying to make Feng Qingyan look good.
Unfortunately, they didn't see anything.
Apart from being handsome, spotless, and having an indescribable charm, there doesn't seem to be anything strange about him.
He doesn't look like some strange person.
"Senior Brother, is it really this Mr. Feng who made the teacher look younger?" A scholar approached Dalang and asked in a low voice, still not convinced.
Dalang just nodded and said nothing more.
In fact, if such medical skills were spread, I am afraid that dignitaries from all over the world would flock to them...
And the emperor...
This is not a good thing for Mr. Feng.
While the scholars came and started talking, Feng Qingyan closed his eyes and sat quietly.
Gradually, the sounds around him became quiet, as if they were affected by Feng Qingyan's aura...
At this moment, Feng Qingyan became extremely quiet.
At some point, everything around the world quickly became quiet, as if time had stood still.
This made Zhang Zheng, Lian Li and others stunned for a moment, and then they looked around in surprise, as if they were seeing dead leaves falling from the mountain, slowly stopping in the air.
In other words, it fell extremely slowly.
Originally, it only took one breath to fall more than ten feet away. But after several breaths, it only fell an inch...
gradually.
The dead leaves seemed to be suspended in the sky.
Zhang Zheng, Lian Li and others also seemed to have stopped, either staring without blinking, or raising their heads without moving...
And at this moment.
Feng Qingyan closed his eyes in the darkness.
Suddenly, a rough and ferocious huge thunder and lightning flashed, as if the darkness in his eyes was illuminated.
Rumble——
Then the roaring thunder came.
When the thunder and lightning flashed, it cut through the darkness, as if the chaotic world suddenly opened up, with the sky above and the earth below, and a vast land appeared.
And at this time.
The valley seemed to be completely still.
Feng Qingyan still had his eyes closed, and with a sudden flick of his hands, the sound of the piano was like bursts of thunder, full of spirituality.
It seems to indicate that life is about to be born in this desolate and ancient land.
When the melody sounds, there is a feeling of joy.
It was as if the big tree had just sprouted tender green buds, full of vitality.
In the vast world, there is a silent joy arising, it seems that it is because of the birth of life, or joy comes from the birth of life.
At this time.
The rolling sound of the piano, like thunder from the sky, suddenly slowed down.
Gradually, it is no longer the sound of thunder, but the sound of grass breaking through the ground, flowers blooming, and birds singing.
There is a vitality in these sounds.
But Feng Qingyan still closed his eyes, carefully feeling the dark earth in his eyes, or the earth where life is now born.
This land was originally a vast and barren land...
but.
When the sound of the piano appears and life is born on the earth, it is no longer a barren earth, but becomes a land full of life.
As the sound of the piano continues to change.
More and more lives are born in the earth. Some lives are unique and extremely powerful; some lives are relatively weak...
But regardless.
The barren land is full of vitality, vitality and life everywhere.
At this moment, even Feng Qingyan was in a state of astonishment. He could not have imagined that the sound of the piano that he had inadvertently comprehended had such amazing power of life.
This piano sound.
It seems to herald the beginning of the world.
In other words, it is the first voice after the creation of the world...
While he was playing according to his heart, he was also comprehending the sound of the piano and feeling life. Although the sound of the piano appeared through his playing, there were countless great powers that he didn't know existed in the sound.
This is no ordinary piano sound.
This is the sound of his sanctification, but it is not just that. Sanctification is just an incident of this sound...
"This piano sound..."
Feng Qingyan became more frightened as he played the piano.
It seemed that the sound of his piano, touching something, contained unknown and astonishing power, which even he could not see through for a moment.
but.
The core of this piano sound remains unchanged.
It is the power of life!
Everlasting life!
It seems to represent the creation of the world and the beginning of life...
The beginning of life, the creation of the world...
Feng Qingyan was thinking, isn't this "Taishi"?
Could it be that what I played was the sound of "Taishi"?
What is Taishi? It can also be said to be the sound of breaking the earth, the sound of awakening the vitality of heaven and earth, and the sound of nurturing the life of all things.
And at this moment.
Feng Qingyan finally understood.
Why did I end up deducing this path when I was deducing how to treat Zhang Zheng...
Because, this path not only completely cured Zhang Zheng, but also allowed him to gain insights from the sound of the piano and understand what the sound was.
before this.
He didn't know what the sound of the piano was.
I thought it was just the sound of sanctification, or slightly stronger than the sound of sanctification, representing life and endless life...
but.
He did not think of Taishi.
In fact, the sound of the piano is the sound of Taishi.
Perhaps it can also be said that this is "The Legacy of the Great Dao", the most complete and perfect of the ancient legacy.
In Zhou Tianxia, there are ten sacred songs, and the number one among them is "The Legacy of the Great Dao". The Legacy of the Great Dao is also called the Legacy of the Ancient Times...
but.
For Zhou Tianlai, "The Legacy of the Great Dao" is just a legend and may not really exist. Moreover, even "The Conjuring" cannot compare with it...
Although there are ten sacred songs in the world.
"The Legacy of the Great Road" ranks first, but I have never heard of anyone playing "The Legacy of the Great Road"...
Even the most holy teachers don’t understand.
As for "The Legacy of the Great Dao", it seems that it can only be traced back to "Tai Shang", and it should have come from the mouth of the "Tai Shang". However, it is unknown whether the "Tai Shang" understands "The Legacy of the Great Dao"...
No one can confirm it.
And who is "Tai Shang"?
Maybe others don't know, but Feng Qingyan has already guessed it.
"Tai Shang" means "acting".
In other words, Zhou Tianxia's "Tai Shang" may be an incarnation of "acting"...
"Acting" can take on thousands of incarnations!
Feng Qingyan doesn’t know if “Yan” understands “The Lost Words of the Great Way”, but he has definitely heard of “The Lost Words of the Great Way”.
If what is being played at this moment is "The Remaining Sound of the Great Dao".
Then Feng Qingyan vaguely guessed the origin of "The Legacy of the Great Dao". It was the legacy of the first sound that appeared when the universe first opened...
It's a legacy.
Not the first original sound.
Moreover, what Feng Qingyan is playing now is not the real "Dao Yiyin", it is just an infinite return to his ancestors.
As long as he keeps playing.
One day, his piano sound will completely return to its ancestors and become the legacy of the Great Dao.
If it becomes the real legacy of the Great Dao, it is possible to return to the ancestors again, keep going back, and return to the original...
Finally became the voice of the avenue!
The first sound of the opening of the heaven, earth and universe is the sound of the great avenue.
And when the heaven, earth and universe first opened, what did the first sound represent? It represents life, vitality, endless life, and the beginning of life...
"From now on, this song... will be called 'Taishi'..."
Feng Qingyan Qingdao.
After all, the name "Dao Yiyin" is no longer suitable. In other words, the name is too big...
"Taishi?"
Feng Qingyan was feeling and thinking while playing.
It seems that the word "Taishi" cannot truly represent the sound of the piano, life, and endless life...
"If it's not Taishi, then what is it?"
"This is the first sound of the opening of heaven and earth. Everything originates from this, is born from this, and takes it as its source..."
"Then let's call it 'preface'."
"From then on, this piece of music is called the 'preface', which can also be called the 'prelude'."
And at this time.
The realm of piano art is meaningless to him.
He has comprehended the "Legacy of the Great Dao" and has reached the end of the piano art. It can also be said that he has reached the source...
certainly.
It is not considered the true and complete source.
After all, he only knows now that he has not completely returned to his ancestors, restored, and traced the "Preface" to become the sound of the great road.
The moment when "Preface" becomes the road between.
His piano skills have completely come to an end.
Although at this time, his piano skills have not yet come to an end, he has already seen the end.
…
…
In the valley.
Everyone seemed to be still.
However, their thoughts are not static, they are extremely active...
They saw magical notes drawn out from Feng Qingyan's fingertips and floating into the air.
Like snowflakes.
Immediately afterwards, they saw gorgeous birds emerging from the void.
Hovering and chirping in the air...
When they saw this scene, everyone's eyes widened and their hearts were extremely shocked.
"A hundred birds are coming to the court! A hundred birds are coming to the court! It's really a hundred birds coming to the court..."
Lien Li was extremely shocked.
In the valley, hundreds of birds are flying, circling, and singing, and the fairy sounds are endless.
Everyone watched in shock, unable to recover for a long time, or perhaps their minds were already intoxicated by the music.
There is silent joy in my heart.
Feel comfortable.
The soul is at ease.
In fact, compared to "The Relics of the Great Dao", or the "Preface" renamed by Feng Qingyan, what does "a hundred birds come to court" or "a hundred birds pay homage to the phoenix" count?
As long as you are a luther player, you can attract countless birds to the game of hundreds of birds paying homage to the phoenix.
And at this moment.
Feng Qingyan's expression was neither sad nor happy, he entered a state of selflessness and played to his heart's content.
The sound of his piano keeps going back, returning to its ancestors, restoring, and pursuing the sound of the great road...