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Chapter 642: A Great Dao Song


Who is Count Sansheng, he was able to get such a thing, and at this time, he also brought it to Lin Hao However, at this time, Count Sansheng was also looking at Lin Hao, and it was obvious that Count Sansheng knew that Lin Hao would recognize this guqin.The four words on it are ancient earth mosquitoes.People like Sansheng must have understood it a long time ago and knew that this thing was related to the earth.Now that I take it out, I don't know what kind of heart it is."

Hurry up, don't delay the time, we're all waiting to hear your masterpiece, we want to see how good your song can be today."

Li Ge saw Lin Hao and Shu Sansheng eyebrows, and immediately understood that Lin Hao couldn't play the piano, this is a good opportunity, he must Lin Hao in front of so many people, and he can't get off the stage in front of Annie, "Hurry up, to be honest, I also want to hear how good your music is." ”Count Sansheng saw the meaning of Lin Hao's eyes, but he didn't plan to say it, but urged Lin Hao to come.Lin Hao didn't mention it, anyway, there was an opportunity to ask.It's just that why does this wind and Feilian's qin appear in the upper realm, but why is there only a qin, and no one knows that for many years, since the earthlings began to practice again, there are almost no earthlings in this upper plane who have been able to cultivate to the emperor, and even if there is, they never show up.Lin Hao was thoughtful, and lightly, plucked a string.The sound of the "ding" piano was melodious, full of the power of a great avenue, Lin Hao's eyes lit up, and he felt that this piano was unusual.This is not a simple qin, but a magic instrument, a magic instrument driven by the true qi of Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, thousands of years ago, those mythical powers of the earth in China were directly cultivating the true qi and directly entering the Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, not the upper realm, the divine realm, and the immortal realm Lin Hao was excited and thoughtful."

No, don't delay everyone's time, admit defeat generously, just dance a striptease for us here."

Li Ge watched Lin Hao from the side, and didn't know what he was doing, and began to urge again.Lin Hao glanced at Li Ge, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.He is not very good at this guzheng, but the rhythm is just that, and it is not very difficult for him.Immediately, Lin Hao's hands moved in unison, and the strings sighed.A burst of music like the sound of a heavenly immortal saint flowed smoothly among the crowd.The music just started, and everyone's eyes lit up.It seems to be atmospheric, but also majestic.Although the first few timbres were not played well, people like Li Ge couldn't hear it.After a short period of disharmony, Lin Hao understood the way and began to play.The music is slow and very pleasant.As soon as the guzheng sounded, the whole world seemed to be quiet.In the sound of the piano, there is a kind of sound of the avenue, in addition to the melody of the music itself is very beautiful, the sound of the avenue can make people more immersed.Borrowing from the sky for another 500 years is an old song on the earth.However, Lin Hao just likes how many cultivators, for the sake of immortality, go against the sky, and cultivate immortals and enlightenment.How many cultivators have exhausted their lives and given up countless just to be able to reach the top of immortality, but they can't break through the barriers of cultivation, and in the end, they can't consume the laws of the plane, and they will die of old age after all.For many cultivators who have died in the middle of the Dao, this song simply sings their state of mind, and their last cry is "Rise and fall along the rivers and mountains, and the gentle curve of the horses is the Central Plains of love, the northern country and the south of the Yangtze River of love."

In the face of ice blades, snow swords, wind and rain, and affectionate companionship, cherish the golden Chinese year given to me by the sky.To be a man, to be a man is not afraid of hardships and dangers, and his pride remains the same year after year" For this song, as a cultivator of the two worlds, Lin Hao also has his own feelings, he sang slowly, the rhythm flowed, and as soon as he opened his mouth, everyone on the Gobi was immersed in the heroism of the rhythm.Although the universal language of the upper realm is very different from the earth language, but fortunately, the difference between the two is not big, after Lin Hao processes it, he can sing it, and he can still maintain the original taste.Before half of the song was sung, the people in the caravan stopped their men and turned back to look this way.Although they are merchants, they are also cultivators above all.Who doesn't want to become a god and who doesn't want to pursue immortality, but, there is not enough time.These people, either because they are not talented enough, or for some other reason, in this life, they are destined not to become the Supreme Emperor and ascend to the God Realm.If you can't become an emperor, a cultivator, in the upper realm, you can only live for five hundred years at most.Five hundred years is too little, and the cultivators who ascend to the God Realm every year are actually very, very small in the face of the huge population base of the Upper Realm.Gradually, everyone was attracted by Lin Hao's singing, and everyone couldn't help but walk over to this side, and gradually, beside Lin Hao, the inner and outer three layers formed a big circle."

Watching the iron hooves Zheng Zheng walking all over the thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, I stand on the cusp of the storm, holding the sun and the moon tightly, and rotating the world, wishing the fireworks and the world to be peaceful and happy.I really want to live another 500 years" Lin Hao sang more and more devotedly, his subordinates were flying, and the Fengbo guqin was played almost superbly, and the sound of the avenue was played through the strings, and everyone was immersed in the sound.They seemed to hear something mysterious from this song and from the sound of this piano.When the song was finished, the heavens and the earth were silent.Only the sound of the piano and Lin Hao's singing echoed between the bald mountains next door.The aftermath surrounded the sky, and after a long time, Sansheng's face was serious, and his heart was horrified inexplicably.From the sound of the piano played by Lin Hao, he actually realized something, and in the sound of the piano, it seemed that there were cultivation exercises and cultivation experience.He didn't have time to think about it at all, threw the wine glass, immediately sat cross-legged, and began to cultivate through the comprehension of the great avenue of the qin sound, and then among the surrounding caravans, there were also masters who heard the extraordinary sound of the qin, and they were shocked, the sound of the qin seemed to affect the vitality in their bodies, making them feel the truth of cultivation.Immediately after, one after another masters of the Chamber of Commerce began to sit cross-legged in the sound of this piano, and began to practice through that mysterious and mysterious state of mind.It's those who don't cultivate well, and their qualifications are not very good, they only know that the sound of the piano makes their hearts surge, and the singing makes their blood boil, and they just look at Lin Hao with admiration.They had never heard this style, such a proud song "Borrow from the sky for another five hundred years" Shen Fei's mouth and cheeks were trembling, and he couldn't extricate himself from the music.Anne's face was adoring, her face was flushed, looking at Lin Hao, her eyes flashed, and countless little stars were lit up, so mysterious, so beautiful, there was such an exciting song in the world, and there was such a proud voice of the emperor, yes, only the emperor could sing such music to "poof" Li Ge looked at Lin Hao stupidly, as if struck by lightning, and finally sat on the ground, and the chrysanthemum cut the stone without realizing it

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