The buildings in Qincheng are well-proportioned and built against the mountains, as if they were floating on the sea.
From time to time there are clouds and mist passing by, making people feel like they are in a fairyland.
In a courtyard facing the sea.
Feng Qingyan was sitting on the stone awning in the pavilion, with a six-fret qin placed on the stone table, looking at the rough sea.
In his ears, the sound of rough waves came from time to time.
But when I listened carefully, I found that it was an illusion.
Even facing the sea.
If you don’t want to hear the sound of the rolling waves, the sound of the waves will disappear, which is very magical. Therefore, even Qincheng, which is located on the sea cliff, has a quiet and elegant corner, making people feel like they are in the mountains.
and.
If the player watches the sea for a long time, he will unknowingly make the sound of the piano surge, like rolling thunder, full of murderous atmosphere.
Among them, Dayu Qinjun is one of them.
Not long after.
A young man in white clothes walked into the courtyard, it was Zi Yaqin.
"Brother Feng."
Ziyaqin came to the pavilion.
"Jun Yi, we are separated, please call me Qing Yan." Feng Qingyan stood up and said with a smile, "There is no need to be so polite between you and me.
"yes."
Ziyaqin nodded, sat down, pondered for a moment and said: "When I wrote the invitation, I was very afraid that Qingyan wouldn't come..."
"How could it be so?"
Feng Qingyan sat down, looked at the sea, and said: "Even if we are thousands of miles apart, I will come back. Why have we become so divided? This shouldn't be——"
Ziyaqin smiled bitterly and said, "I did something wrong."
"It's true that you did something wrong."
Feng Qingyan nodded and said: "Between you, you should not talk about repayment, let alone talk about being a cow or a horse. I regard you as an elder brother, and you should also regard me as a brother..."
Ziyaqin nodded and remained silent.
"How are you doing, sister-in-law?"
Feng Qingyan asked.
"It's still the same." Ziyaqin's eyes showed some sadness and said: "Maybe I shouldn't resurrect her and let her suffer so much..."
"Jun Yi, there will be flowers on the other side, maybe it will take some time."
Feng Qingyan thought for a while and said.
"Qingyan, are there really flowers from the other side of the world in this world?"
Ziyaqin said, not quite believing it, thinking it was just Feng Qingyan's words of comfort.
After all, he had been searching for it for two years, and through Qincheng's connections, he had asked all over the world, but he had never heard of the Flower of the Other Side.
In fact, if even the old doctors from the Twenty-Seven Books of Confucianism have never heard of Bianhua, it almost proves that there is no Bianhua in the world.
"have."
Feng Qingyan nodded solemnly and said: "But it's not at this time, it hasn't bloomed yet..."
"What kind of flower is this flower?"
Ziyaqin asked doubtfully.
"The flower of attraction..."
When Feng Qingyan finished speaking, his brows wrinkled slightly.
Does this connecting bridge require going to the other side of the flower? However, he will know when everything is ready.
There was no connecting bridge in the world, so he created a connecting bridge.
He comes to Qin City.
Not only to participate in Ziyaqin’s piano master’s celebration, but also to learn the piano.
good.
He did come to learn piano by the way.
Although the world doesn't know what level of piano player he is, he knows it clearly in his heart.
He is now a fourth-grade Qin Xiang.
There is only one step left before you can step into Qinjun's realm.
In fact, a long time ago, he was the fourth-grade Qin Xiang.
At this time, Zi Yaqin did not ask any more questions, but was just looking at the rough sea.
"Come for a walk with me?"
Feng Qingyan stood up and said.
Ziyaqin nodded and stood up, asking: "Where do you want to go?"
"Anywhere will do."
Seal Qingyan Road.
The two of them walked out of the yard and walked casually on Blackstone Street in Qincheng.
Qin City is very prosperous. In addition to the ubiquitous Qin players, there are also many traders, literati, and ordinary people. In fact, there is a port dozens of miles to the right of Qin City, and supplies are continuously sent from all over the world...
…
Before I knew it, it was getting dark.
"Jun Yi, you should go back and accompany your sister-in-law. I want to take a walk by myself."
Seal Qingyan Road.
Ziyaqin didn't say anything more and went back.
At this time, Feng Qingyan squatted down, stroked the black stone under his feet, and felt it carefully. The black stone under his feet was actually a hanging cliff, very hard and a little cold.
There seemed to be wisps of music coming from the piano.
After a while, he stood up and walked casually in Qin City, but some Qin players or scholars came forward to pay tribute.
Feng Qingyan nodded.
Under night.
The lights of Qincheng were brilliant, and each oil lamp or literary lamp illuminated the sky.
Feng Qingyan simply sat cross-legged on a rock, carefully feeling the hanging cliff at his feet, and listening to the music that drifted down from the sky from time to time.
There are many mysterious piano sounds hidden in the sky of Qin City or in the rough East China Sea.
There are rumors.
These qin sounds are all left in the Guqin Sanctuary.
Perhaps in ancient times, the Saint of Qin was not called the Saint of Qin, but the God of Qin, Emperor of Qin...
But the realm should be equivalent.
In Qin City, there are many Qin players who broke through the realm because they heard the sound of the Qin. There are even Qin masters who broke through the realm because they clearly understood the sound of the Qin...
unconsciously.
The sky became bright.
At this time, Feng Qingyan stood up and walked away step by step to the rough East China Sea.
After walking a few miles, he stood on the sea and stared at the hanging cliff.
It does look like a lyre.
As he stared at her, he unconsciously sat down cross-legged, his eyes never leaving the cliff.
As time passed, many piano players in Qin City discovered the existence of Feng Qingyan. They were all a little surprised that Feng Sheng was motionless, sitting on the sea, seeming to be staring at Qin City.
"What is the purpose of canonization?"
A piano player asked out of curiosity.
"Viewing the city?"
"Guanqin?"
Many piano players answered.
At this time, Helianshan, Jiangshan, Muyu, Jianyage and others also became curious.
"That's strange. What are you doing, Your Majesty? It seems that you have been sitting there for two hours."
Jiangshan Road.
Helianshan frowned and thought, but did not express an opinion.
He has no definite issues and rarely expresses opinions, especially when something happens to his senior brother.
Because I will be mercilessly slapped in the face by my senior brother.
So learn well.
When everyone was confused, Mu Yu said: "Senior brother is sitting in the sea watching the piano."
"Sit on the sea and watch the piano?"
"Where did you get the piano?"
"Is it Guanqin City?"
The players of Fengming Qin Society were surprised, and even Jian Yage was also very surprised, saying: "Elder brother wouldn't think that the hanging cliff in Qin City is a lyre? Although from a distance, it does look like a lyre, but it's just
It just looks similar, not a lyre."
"Indeed, this is something that Qincheng has already determined."
Jiang Shan nodded.
After all, in the past, many people suspected that Hanging Cliff was actually a lyre.
"Even if the hanging cliff is not a lyre, it has become a lyre since Qin City was built on the hanging cliff. So, it is not wrong to say that senior brother is watching the lyre..."
Mu Yu said.
In Burying Mountain Academy, or in the entire world, she is the person who knows her senior brother best.
And Feng Qingyan was indeed watching the piano.
No matter whether Hanging Cliff is a piano or not, or it has been confirmed by Qin City that it is not a Qin. However, since Qin City was built here, it is a Qin...