Chapter 461: Forget myself and the sound of the piano
Chapter 461 Selflessness and the sound of the piano
Chapter 461 Selflessness and the sound of the piano
The sound of the piano was like crying and complaining, and its peaceful sound slowly faded away Ye Chen's murderous aura.
In the sound of the piano, Ye Chen's mood became more and more peaceful. Under the influence of the sound of the piano, Ye Chen seemed to have turned into a fish in the sea, swimming happily in the sea.
The sound of the piano kept changing. As the sound of the piano changed, Ye Chen's face showed different expressions. However, what surprised Mo Che was that each of Ye Chen's expressions matched the artistic conception of the sound of the piano.
Only those who truly understand the sound of the piano can understand the artistic conception of the sound. Inadvertently, Mo Che's sound of the piano becomes more and more random, but this random sound of the piano shocks people's soul.
The murderous intention gradually receded, but a trace of murderous intention still only existed in Ye Chen's heart. No matter how gentle the sound of the piano was, it could not eliminate the murderous intention in Ye Chen's heart.
The soft sunlight shines through the clouds on the attic. The classical-style attic is quietly bathed in the sunshine. Ye Chen and Mo Che gradually merge into the surrounding environment, regardless of each other.
The breeze blowing through the pear trees beside the jade road carried the music of the piano and swept towards the entire Jade Emperor Academy. The students who were competing in the Dawn Square stopped their hands, and the fighting spirit in their hearts was gone.
Forgetting the killing, forgetting the artistic conception of selflessness, Ye Chen only had an empty space in his mind, and his whole soul was baptized by the sound of the piano.
Time flowed in the sound of the piano. After a few moments, the sound of the piano slowly dissipated. At the moment when the sound of the piano disappeared, a biting murderous aura burst out from Ye Chen's body, and countless raindrops suddenly fell in the void around him.
A small ice crystal, Ye Chenqi's closed eyes slowly opened, he smiled slightly at Mo Che on the high platform, and said: "Although the sound of the piano is gentle, it can't drive away the murderous intention in my heart, because it is what I insist on."
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The dancing fingers paused quietly. After hearing this, Mo Che opened his eyes, and a smile appeared on his face: "Everyone has his own ideas and persistence. They are all insisting on their own, so what's the reason?
, give up and change for others! Haha, I am the one who is persistent!"
"You only live once. You don't have to force yourself to choose a path you don't like. It doesn't matter whether you live or die as you like. However, no matter which path you choose, don't forget your original persistence! Senior, aren't you insisting on it yourself?
Road? Why do you have to help me brush away the murderous intention again?" Ye Chen looked at Mo Che on the high platform and chuckled.
"Haha! The artistic conception of selflessness! This kind of artistic conception has not appeared in the Martial God Continent for I don't know how many years! Those who forget themselves, those who are obsessed with killing! I hope you can always stay clear and don't sink into the artistic conception of selflessness!" A slightly complicated look on Mo Che's face
That deep gaze emerged.
"Senior, do you also know about the artistic conception of selflessness?" Hearing this, Ye Chen's face changed slightly. The most popular thing in the Martial God Continent is undoubtedly the three artistic conceptions of selflessness.
"There are thousands of people, and there are thousands of artistic conceptions! Is it strange to have the artistic conception of selflessness? Everyone has a way to persevere, and it is precisely because of this that different artistic conceptions arise!"
After carefully recalling Mo Che's words, a hint of enlightenment gradually flashed through Ye Chen's eyes, and he looked at the old man thoughtfully.
A mysterious wave emerged from Mo Che's body, and at the same time, a terrifying coercion emerged from Mo Jie's body. Mo Che, who was only at the fifth level of martial arts, felt a palpitating feeling at this moment.
Murderous intent suddenly emerged from Mo Che's gentle face, a few ice crystals emerged next to Mo Che, and two shocking killing intent emerged from the void of the attic.
With an understatement and a smile, the shocking murderous intention dissipated. Mo Che sat down again and plucked the silver strings with both hands, and the sweet sound of the piano floated out.
Shrugging his shoulders, Ye Chen also restrained all the murderous intent in his body, and looked at Mo Che solemnly for the first time. After a few breaths, Ye Chen finally spoke: "You actually understood the artistic conception! The artistic conception of selflessness!"
"The artistic conception of selflessness! It is precisely because I have understood this artistic conception that I know how terrible this artistic conception is!" Mo Che lowered his head and played the piano, all his attention falling on the strings in his hand.
"I forget myself because of the piano, but you forget yourself because of the sword! If you have free time, why not come over and sit for a while! Although the sound of the piano cannot drive away the murderous intention in your heart, it can keep you in a peaceful state of mind."
Mo Che made a gesture, and the sound of his piano suddenly stopped. He looked up at Ye Chen and chuckled.
"Thank you, senior!" Ye Chen's eyes flashed with something strange, and he slightly cupped his hands towards Mo Che.
The sound of the piano can not only depict the beautiful artistic conception, but also express the emotions of the player. It is precisely because he understands the sound of the piano that Ye Chen can be sure that Mo Che does not have any ill intentions towards him.
"In the past, I played the piano for the students. How about you playing one today?" Mo Che said with a chuckle.
Ye Chen had this idea when he was listening to Mo Che's piano. Hearing this, Ye Chen did not refuse, and smiled calmly: "Senior, why don't we play together?"
Sitting on the ground, there is a classical-style guqin placed on his desk. Its dark color looks like metal. Next to the guqin is an incense burner, and white smoke slowly floats to the incense burner.
With his right hand popping out of his sleeve, Ye Chen gently plucked the silver string, and a crisp tinkling sound floated out. The sound was as pleasant as spring water hitting a rock.
"That's a good suggestion!" Mo Che's tone was still gentle, he sat upright, put his hands on the strings again, and said, "Then I'll start first!"
With his hands shaking slightly, he pressed his left hand lightly and raised his fingers on his right hand. The silver string swayed slightly under Mo Che's right finger. A low humming sound quietly sounded, and the melodious sound of the piano floated above the attic.
Mo Che's piano music was still so soft, making people's mood softer and softer. With his eyes closed tightly, Ye Chen gently tapped the piano stand with his right finger. At this time, his mind had completely calmed down.
Mo Che's piano music describes a bumper harvest in autumn, with golden fields and withered leaves. Under this natural sound, the joy of the autumn harvest is completely presented in Ye Chen's mind.
A calm and composed look appeared on Ye Chen's face, and his whole person seemed to be integrated with the music of the piano, indistinguishable from each other.
The sound of the piano trembled. At the moment when the sound of the piano changed, Ye Chen slowly raised his hands, then put them down again, landing on the strings. The melodious sound of the piano floated out from Ye Chen's fingertips.
Compared with the peacefulness of Mo Che's piano music, Ye Chen's piano music also describes autumn and the chilling atmosphere in autumn. The autumn wind blows through the dead leaves, bringing with it a chilling atmosphere.
Their minds were completely immersed in the music of the piano, and both of them entered a state of selflessness. The murderous intention emerged from Ye Chen's fingertips, and the music of the piano seemed to have turned into the sound of war drums on the battlefield. However, Ye Chen's music of the piano was extremely appropriate.
Together with Mo Che's piano sound, the two different piano sounds resonated, and a heavenly sound was formed by the two playing together.
The sound of the piano was moving, and the Jinghong in the sky forgot to flap its wings, and its figure suddenly fell towards the ground.
The entire liberal arts academy was enveloped in the sound of the piano. The gestures of the two people changed erratically, and the sound of the piano also changed. Until half a moment later, the sound of the piano slowly fell, and the entire attic was silent with only the sound of the wind.
Opening their eyes at the same time, Mo Che and Ye Chen both looked at each other and smiled. Mo Che stood up, stepped off the high platform, and said to Ye Chen: "That's right! The sound of the piano penetrates people's hearts, and it is much better than those masters spread by the outside world.
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Hearing this, Ye Chen smiled slightly and said calmly: "Compared to the seniors, the path of the juniors is still further!"
"Humility has never been a habit for young people! Next is the third period, follow me!" Mo Che whispered, pushing his feet towards the ground, and his body swept forward lightly.
In this regard, Ye Chen hesitated for a moment, then his feet hit the ground at the same time, and his body shot out, following behind Mo Che.
The breeze blew their long hair away, and Mo Che took Ye Chen directly around the endless attic and rushed towards the endless mountains surrounding Jade Emperor Academy.
Behind the Jade Emperor Academy, the huge mountains are undulating and winding, like a crawling dragon, and they are very majestic.
These peaks are steep and beautiful, reaching straight into the sky. Looking from a distance, the mountains are as black as ink and the vegetation is lush.
Although Mo Che's cultivation was not strong, his body was jumping on the mountain road extremely vigorously. After a few moments, the two figures appeared on a steep mountain peak.
Standing in the wind, with one hand on his back, Mo Che's black hair flying behind his back, looking at the endless mountains below, Mo Che turned to Ye Chen beside him and chuckled: "How about it!"