Above the sky, the wind and clouds roared like the sea.
The dark clouds are rolling and boiling!
The sound of thunder is constant, shaking the mountains and rivers.
Click!
Another red thunder emerged from the dark clouds like a dragon and exploded in the sky.
Ten ways!
Momochi!
Three hundred ways!
One after another, red thunder exploded continuously.
Five hundred! Six hundred, a total of nine hundred and ninety-nine red thunders.
Looking around, it looks like nine hundred and ninety-nine red dragons baring their teeth and claws in the sky, which is very frightening and terrifying.
Everyone in the five-color garden raised their heads, frightened and horrified, some with red faces, some with pale faces, some with excitement, some with fear, and some with panic.
Just now, Gu Qingfeng's melody blew up the Daqing Mountains and played nine hundred and ninety-nine mysteries, which is unbelievable.
After the mystery of Dzogchen, there is a surging momentum, which is even more incredible.
At this moment, nine hundred and ninety-nine vivid and powerful red thunders flashed and exploded, making people stunned.
Everyone knows that Wind Rises in Daqingshan contains the mystery of nine hundred and ninety-nine red thunders, but because many of the tunes in Wind Rises in Daqingshan were created by the king himself, no one knows how to play them. Therefore, everyone has always
The mystery of playing is just a kind of pseudo-mystery, which means that there is only the sound of red thunder, but it fails to draw the real red thunder from the clouds.
This person.
This man in white clothes not only played nine hundred and ninety-nine mysteries, but also played with surging momentum. Now it is even more terrifying. He actually attracted the real red sky thunder from the clouds.
Thunder rang in the sky!
Things are changing!
When the sky is covered and the sun is blocked!
The thunder in the red sky is furious!
This is exactly the artistic conception of the wind rising from the Daqingshan Mountains!
Everyone present, including Wuhen, Li Qianhua and other music geniuses, all had uncertain expressions on their faces, as if they couldn't believe it and couldn't accept this scene, including Qingxi. Like everyone else, she also looked up to him.
He raised his head and stared dumbfounded at the scene of red thunder in the sky. He was excited, surging, obsessed, and at the same time more surprised.
She didn't know how many times she had read the original score of "The Wind Rises in the Daqing Mountains" or played it.
However, so far, she has only been able to play more than six hundred mysteries. Although it is said to be mysterious, she actually knows in her heart that the sound of thunder cannot be said to be the real mystery of red thunder.
She also knew that there were some tunes created by the king in the music score, and she had always meditated on them. Unfortunately, she still couldn't actually play them, because those tunes were really too bizarre. She didn't know what techniques to use, and she didn't know how to play them.
Only by knowing how to guide the spirit, control the consciousness, and spiritual power can she play the song. For this reason, she also consulted many reincarnated people for advice. What made her disappointed was that those reincarnated masters faced this wind-rising song.
Qingshan has no way to start.
She had never thought that a person could not only play the turbulent momentum of the wind in the Daqing Mountains, but also the artistic conception of thunder and anger in the red sky.
This is incredible!
She just looked at it, looking at the thunderous and angry mood of Chi Xiao, and could even imagine the scene when King Chi Xiao slaughtered Da Qingshan.
She was born in ancient times, and she could imagine what happened back then without ever experiencing it.
Some of the music masters in the field have been practicing for more than a thousand years. They are all seniors from the northwest. Some of the music masters even witnessed the King of Chixiao massacre Daqingshan with this song "Red Sky Storm and Thunder".
There are thousands of people from more than ten sects.
The scene then is the same as it is now.
The wind and clouds suddenly changed, thunder exploded, the sky was covered with red thunder and thunderbolts.
The King of Scarlet Sky stood in the sky, his black hair fluttering in the strong wind, his clothes and skirts rustling wildly, his hands playing the piano, changing unpredictably, bringing up afterimages, one after another, red thunderbolts on the Daqing Mountain, thunderbolts
Those people had nowhere to escape, and they were shattered to pieces by the thunderbolt. When the song ended, Daqingshan was already a river of blood...
Even now, when I think of the scene from that year, it still makes my blood boil with excitement, and it also makes me terrified.
here.
Mr. Kumu stood next to the pavilion, looking up at the artistic conception of the thunder in the sky. He looked very excited, his face flushed with excitement, and his body could not help but tremble with excitement. He just looked at it, his mind
I was confused and my mind went blank.
When Gu Qingfeng's hands stopped dancing, the song ended.
The strong wind gradually subsided,
The sound of thunder and explosions became weaker and weaker.
The dark clouds that covered the sky gradually disappeared,
The red thunder like a dragon is also looming...
I don't know how long it took.
I really don’t know. No one paid attention to the passage of time. Everyone in the venue was immersed in the thunderous and angry mood of the red sky of the song "The Wind Rises in the Daqing Mountain". Until the strong wind stopped completely, the thunder disappeared, and the dark clouds disappeared,
After everything returned to its original state, as if the sky had cleared up after the rain, or like being reborn after a disaster, everyone in the venue slowly came back to their senses.
But they just came back to their senses. No one spoke, and they even forgot to breathe. They all looked at the man in white standing in the pavilion with strange eyes, as if they were looking at ghosts and gods. They neither dared to believe it nor could they believe it.
Unacceptable.
At this moment, they are all thinking about a question.
That is whether the man in white in the pavilion is really Mr. Chi Yan.
Everyone knows that the real Master Chiyan has a body of rock and absolute power, and his musical attainments are unparalleled in the world.
Although many people had witnessed this man crushing a natural treasure with his bare hands at Xiaozhe Villa, everyone was still dubious. After all, crushing a natural treasure can only prove the physical strength of Master Chi Yan.
It does not mean that the physically powerful person is Master Chi Yan, not to mention that no one believes that a person who has been reduced to ashes can be resurrected from the dead.
However, now everyone doesn’t know whether to believe it or not.
It may not be Master Chi Yan who is physically strong, but a person who is not only physically strong, but also has unparalleled musical attainments like Master Chi Yan, this has to be believed.
Impersonating?
Appearance can be faked, cultivation can be faked.
Even if you are physically strong, you can fake it, and if you have an unparalleled musical rhythm, you can imitate it.
However, when these four kinds of existence appear in one person, it is difficult to fake them.
Where can I find a person who is physically strong, whose music is unparalleled in the world, who is also cultivated in the golden elixir, and who looks exactly like Mr. Chi Yan?
Not only were some people in the venue thinking about whether Gu Qingfeng was Master Chi Yan, there were also people thinking about whether he was a descendant of the king.
Everyone knows that if the person in front of them is really Young Master Chi Yan, who was wiped out in ashes three years ago, then he is very likely to be the descendant of the king, because being wiped out in smoke and being resurrected from the dead is something that violates the law and goes against heaven.
, I am afraid that only the descendants of King Chixiao can do it.