This guqin is obviously the guqin Shi Juansha saw when she received the inheritance.
It is about three feet, six inches and a half long, symbolizing the three hundred and sixty-five days in a year. The face is round and the bottom is flat, symbolizing heaven and earth; the body of the piano corresponds to the body of the phoenix, with a head, neck, shoulders, waist, tail, feet, face, and body.
Could it be that the eldest brother obtained the guqin in the ruins?
Yang An gently stroked the strings, and the deep and distant sound of the piano instantly made Shi Juansha feel as if she felt the breath of ancient times. Immediately, it was like the sound of nature, as cold as an immortal. With the change of Yang An's fingers, the aftertaste of the chant was subtle and long, like a human being.
Language can be used for dialogue, and it is like the mood of people's hearts, misty and changeable...
The three sounds of heaven, earth and man contain all kinds of changes in emotions, completely introducing Shi Juansha's state of mind into a wonderful state.
At this moment, Yang An, in Shi Juansha's eyes, looked like a male god, exuding dazzling brilliance and boundless charm.
Various Taoist rhymes floated out, cleansing Shi Juansha's soul.
Get addicted to it and feel like you are intoxicated.
"Dance... dance... dance, Xiao Weisha... holy shit, is it so difficult? You have obviously obtained the inheritance... all rely on mental strength to support it? It seems like you are doing it too hastily..."
What Shi Juansha didn't know was that Yang An at this moment was like a toddler in front of the real master of Qin Dao. His fingering skills were jerky, his Qi movement was blocked, his emotional entry point was extremely bad, and his emotional transition was even worse.
It's unsightly, and the only thing that's done right is to play it mechanically according to the music score.
The more Yang An plays, the more impetuous he becomes.
Shi Juansha was immersed in the sound of the piano...
But Yang An's own emotions became increasingly chaotic and uncontrollable, so he could only continue to improve his mental power and force himself.
This is not enjoyment, this is playing with fire!
Yang An finally understood why he felt that Qindao did not meet his expectations. After all, people have shortcomings. They think they have inherited the inheritance, and they feel that they are absolutely awesome, but when it comes to actually doing it, it involves
All kinds of Taoist rhymes, but they are just the smallest difference, and they are thousands of miles away. One step is wrong, and every step is corrected...
He originally wanted to "manipulate" Miss Luo Sha and make this incomparably beautiful girl dance "uncontrollably". It would be best to do a "gradually cool down" dance or something, so as to see the true face of Mount Lu.
but now……
"It's too bloated. How can there be a genius who can achieve success overnight?"
Obtaining a complete inheritance is just acquiring an inheritance. To reach the state of inheritance, the road is long and long.
"Zheng——!"
A sharp, loud and discordant sound suddenly came out, and the sound of the piano suddenly stopped.
Yang An's head was covered in cold sweat, and various colors appeared on his face, as if he had been poisoned by a strange poison.
Prolonged nosebleeds.
The emotions of seven emotions and six desires failed to bloom through the music of the piano, but instead detonated in his body, amplifying it a hundred times a thousand times. If it were not forcibly suppressed by the powerful soul realm and mental power, Yang An would definitely have fallen into a demonic barrier at this moment and could not extricate himself.
All I can think about is Miss Luansha's "cool dance" appearance...
"Brother, you are so awesome! Ah, what's wrong with you?" Shi Chuansha praised with surprise when she woke up, but she was full of surprise when she saw the nosebleeds and the face that changed colors.
"Qintao has a grudge against his elder brother."
"Huh? What does that mean……"
"Ahem, it's very simple. My eldest brother is not very sensitive to music. He has a good eye but a weak hand, so he plays forcibly, and then falls into a demonic barrier...poof...faints..."
Yang An spurted out a mouthful of semen and blood. This was real, not just pretending. Unable to suppress the rioting power in his body, he took advantage of the situation and fell into Shi Juansha's arms.
but……
However, Shi Juansha ducked away in a flash, her pretty face flushed and said: "Brother, you are good or bad, stop pretending. You play so well, I feel it is no worse than when I heard the music during the inheritance..."
Yang An looked sad.
Emperor Qin, can't you possess someone?
What use do I need this mental power for?
"Brother, is this the guqin in the ruins?" Shi Juansha couldn't bear it when she saw Yang An's face changing and looking infinitely sad. She returned to Yang An and gently grabbed Yang An's hand.
"If you don't hug me, my brother will die..."
"Liar...then just..."
As soon as Shi Juansha finished speaking, Yang An pulled her into his arms and held her tightly.
"Chi chi chi..."
In an instant, it seemed as if endless electric current was wrapping around the two of them. Shi Weisha's expression suddenly became "wonderful", and it actually changed with Yang An's expression. At the same time, all kinds of emotions filled her heart, and she seemed to be in a trance.
Seeing myself dressed in cool clothes, looking so ashamed, twisting...
Shi Juansha was shocked, angry and shy.
The old man is so bad!
I'm surprised because the emotions contained in Yang An's body at this moment seem to have condensed into an illusion. How much mental strength and emotion does it take to do this? What makes me angry and shy is, what is the big brother thinking?
Is this what "she" used to be?
What a shame...
Although Shi Juansha was completely weak, she still forcibly cut off all her thoughts in an instant, and broke away from Yang An's arms with a numbness, her ears were burning.
Yang An showed a smile that was still full of meaning.
Seeing Shi Juansha's confounding appearance, he really felt the taste of love.
"Brother, you are bullying people." Shi Juansha said angrily: "You said you don't care about the past life and don't want the next life. Then you can't think of me like that..."
"Ahem, okay. You are you, just be yourself." After Yang An was stunned for a moment, he said with warm and endearing eyes: "Zhensha, I will pass on the complete inheritance of Qin Dao to you in another way."
"Oh. Brother, you can't deliberately vomit blood to deceive people in the future..."
"..." Yang An had a dark look on his face.
"If you want a hug... I can give you a hug..." Shi Juan's voice sounded like a mosquito.
Well, Yang An suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with the misunderstanding. Weisha is really a considerate and good girl, so fragrant, so nice, so...
"No! I hugged you just now!"
Just when Yang An opened his arms, Shi Weisha immediately twisted her waist to avoid it.
Looking at Shi Juansha's arrogant look, Yang An suddenly felt something was wrong. I'm so good-looking. Is it just me? It shouldn't be right? Forget it, I have to give way to her, otherwise I'm afraid I'll be too thin-skinned.
I can't stand it.
"What are you thinking about? Brother, I want to teach you how to play the piano. Come here and sit down."
Yang An followed suit, just as he had taught Mu Wan'er's unique skills, directly transmitting the method with the source of the soul. Now, although not long ago, when the method was taught again by the soul, Yang An was able to handle it with ease, even when faced with the stronger Shi Juansha.
How strong is he at this moment?
Yang An himself didn’t even know.
because……
The system panels are all down.
It completely exceeds the data limit of the ninth level of Marrow Cleansing Realm:
Dao coins: 3028 pieces
Realm: Ninth level of marrow cleansing realm
Qi and blood:****
Spirit:*****
Strength control: 31%±
Homemade exercises:
1. Basic body tempering technique "The Ancient Golden Body Technique": Level 3 (99.9% progress)
2. The basic chapter of god-level boxing "Wusheng Shenquan": The Thirteenth Fist
