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Chapter 205

"I haven't been practicing piano for a long time, but I still don't make a fool of myself."

Li Nian smiled and glared at Xiaoman.

"Zhiyuan said that your piano skills are superb. Do you think Zhiyuan has no vision?" Li Qingjie asked.

"That's not true." Li Nian noticed that there was a hint of resentment in Xiao Zhiyuan's eyes.

"So, you don't want to give me face?"

Li Qingjie's face darkened.

He repeatedly asked Li Nian to take action.

Li Nian refused to take action.

Look down on him?

"I am a guest in Queyin Sect, how dare you not give face to Sect Master Li, Young Master." Li Nian felt that there was something wrong with Li Qingjie and was deliberately looking for trouble?

"Then you play, let's play a piece for everyone to listen to. It's not a competition. Are you so afraid of losing to others in front of Zhi Yuan?" Li Qingjie suddenly took a step forward, his eyes sharp.

"On the fourth day of the Lunar New Year, let's play a song." Xiao Zhiyuan said.

"All right."

Li Nian nodded helplessly.

In public, I don't want to embarrass Xiao Zhiyuan, otherwise others will say that Xiao Zhiyuan's vision is not good enough.

"You insisted on me playing it." Li Nian looked at Li Qingjie.

Li Qingjie looked indifferent.

Li Nian saw this and walked away.

"It's ridiculous to be a small doorman." Song Qingbai waved the paper fan in his hand.

ahead.

Li Nian sat on the ground, waved his hand, and a silver light appeared, giving off a cold feeling.

Zhongzhou's famous Qin, Aoshuang.

This harp is a magic weapon, and the sound of the harp has a hint of frost. Qin Bao placed two restrictions to suppress the power of the harp.

Now, Li Nian's realm has improved, the first restriction has been lifted, and his power is even greater than before.

He straightened his posture.

I remembered the original song of Fulong that I got. I studied it for a long time and carefully compared it with Feng Yue Lou to complement each other.

So far, he has not used it.

That’s fine.

Today, let’s do some practice.

Li Nian touched the strings with his fingers.

The moment his fingers fell, his whole demeanor changed.

The coldness of the Aoshuang Qin, the edge of the swordsman in his heart, and the majestic domineering power of the Canglong Song made Li Nian exude an attractive magic power.

It seems that the person sitting there is not a teenager.

Rather, there is a demon who is about to stir up the storm. He is both holy and evil, and extremely strange.

"The fourth day of the Lunar New Year is different from before." Xiao Zhiyuan felt the difference.

She was immediately attracted by Li Nian's temperament, as if her soul was integrated into Li Nian's music.

This is the Qin realm.

When Li Nian plays the piano, he can infect everyone.

The cold sound of the piano trembled, creating a chill, like a cold wind blowing on everyone's bodies.

Li Qingjie shuddered and regretted inexplicably. He felt that it might be a mistake to let Li Nian play the piano in public.

But now, it can't be stopped.

Ahead, the sound of the piano became more and more passionate, mixed with a chill, as if one thought was entering the cold winter, and everyone hugged their bodies tightly with trembling hands.

then.

Li Nian pressed the piano with one palm and picked the strings with his right hand. The sound of the piano became sharper, the chill that swept over him became stronger, and the temperature of the space began to drop.

Vaguely, white snow seemed to appear in front of everyone, and a person was playing the piano in the snow.

"This is such a strong artistic conception." The young man who successfully proposed marriage gritted his teeth.

I don’t know whether it’s because of the cold or because of the sound of the piano.

He has never seen such a strong arousal. Is this young man really a young man?

Are you sure he's not an old man who has been practicing piano for hundreds of years?

This is simply amazing.

At this moment, Song Qingbai silently took out a cotton-padded jacket and put it on his body. His whole body was trembling and his eyebrows turned white.

Immediately, the sound of the piano in space changed again.

Li Nian's body suddenly erupted with a magnificent force, and the deep voice of the blue dragon spread through the space.

Countless people were shocked to see a divine dragon covered in icy light in front of him, entrenched next to Li Nian.

It's not as hazy and ethereal as when Li Qingjie plays.

Rather, the dragon is truly like a living creature.

"The blue dragon comes to the world."

Li Nian became more and more enthusiastic, and gradually forgot to practice, forget himself, and even forget where he was.

He devoted himself physically and mentally to it, blending in with the music, as if he were transformed into a dragon in the piano.

With five fingers clasping the string, give it a sudden tug.

Buzz!

A sword cry resounded throughout the world, and the ice dragon entrenched beside him rose into the air. The domineering dragon roar spread throughout the fields, shaking everyone's eardrums.

In everyone's consciousness, a giant ice dragon seemed to appear, overwhelming the world.

The winding dragon body exudes dragon power, which makes people feel heartbroken.

Thump!

The young man who successfully proposed marriage sat down on the ground in shock, his eyes full of fear.

Fortunately, Li Nian did not kill with the sound of the piano, otherwise, the sound of this string, like a dragon and a sword, would be enough to kill all the men and women present.

Buzz!

A majestic wave of light surged up, came out from under the young man's piano, and went straight into the sky.

In an instant, the color of the sky and the earth changed, and dragons were born.

Above the nine heavens, a huge dragon shadow appeared. Its winding dragon body covered the sky and blocked the sun, shaking the entire sky.

This small town looks like it is doomsday.

But soon, the giant dragon disappeared and did not attack downwards.

Because, the boy's piano sound stopped.

But Li Nian seemed to still be immersed in the music. He sat there motionless and didn't know what to think.

However, Li Qingjie's face was extremely embarrassed.

He clenched his fists, held his head high, and was trembling all over, as if his soul was deeply frightened by the giant dragon that appeared above the nine heavens.

He could not imagine that anyone other than Xiao Yunshan could develop the artistic conception of Fulong Qu to such a terrifying extent.

Same people.

Also repair the piano.

The same song.

But the gap between him and Li Nian is not the slightest bit.

But now he is a madman, using his butt to see who is strong and who is weak.

In the same song, Li Qingjie is like a dirty earthworm, while Li Nian is the real dragon that shakes the world.

"Look at...the flowers."

I don't know who shouted.

Ahead, the old trees in the small town are already in full bloom, and they are so crowded that they can no longer be crowded.

This is not just one branch, but the entire tree is covered in flowers. I can’t even count how many there are.

Ten thousand?

Or twenty thousand?

Totally uncountable.

That’s not all!

When the flowers bloom to their limit, it can no longer be squeezed out.

This tree climbed dozens of feet so fiercely that it towered into the sky like a giant, with a bigger trunk and thicker branches.

Naturally, there are more flowers.

"Boy, stop playing, I'm almost exhausted by your playing."

The sound of wailing sounded, and an old man's face suddenly appeared on the trunk of the giant tree, with a very painful expression.

This tree has accumulated spiritual power for thousands of years, preparing to break through and become a spirit, becoming a generation of old demons.

Who would have thought that I bumped into Li Nian today.

After this song, he couldn't help himself, like an old man who had been holding back for a long time, and when his spiritual power was released, he became a flower in the piano.

His thousand-year foundation was destroyed in one fell swoop, and I don’t know how long it will take to build it back up again.

collapse!

After the old man finished speaking, the face exploded, revealing a large painful hole.

This tree also became completely silent.

Only countless flowers swayed, and the fragrance enveloped the whole town.

"I said I wouldn't play, but look, the old tree is almost dead."

Li Nian finally came to his senses, grabbed Aoshuang Qin, and yelled at Xiao Man.

This girl deserves a beating.

Xiao Man held his head high, but the old tree couldn't hold it anymore, and it was none of her business.

"Sorry, I'm not very skilled. I forgot myself for a moment and stopped. Today is not a competition. Master Li, don't take it to heart." Li Nian hugged Aoshuang Qin and said with a smile.

The first time I cast Canglong Desire, I couldn't send and receive it freely.

Li Qingjie's expression was extremely embarrassing: "You're not skilled, why don't you stop?"

Meaning, is there still room for development and spare capacity?

Xiaoman raised his eyes and glanced at Li Nian, were you sure it wasn't intentional?

thump!

A figure crawled and knelt at Li Nian's feet: "Master, accept me. I am willing to serve you as my teacher for the rest of my life. Please teach me piano music."

After saying that, they all kowtowed to Li Nian one by one.

Exactly, the young man who successfully proposed.

This song almost makes Li Nian a god.


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