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Chapter 3: The Sound Blade (1)


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Psychic magic is different from other types of magic.

First of all, you must strengthen your own mental power, and then use special means to influence the opponent's spirit from all aspects.

If elemental magic is meant to destroy an opponent, then psychic magic is meant to destroy an opponent's soul Using the sound of the qin to exercise one's own mental power, and then releasing one's spiritual power through the sound of the qin, and using the different characteristics of the qin music to produce different mental fluctuations to attack or assist, this is the mystery of the magic of the qin.

In the silent bamboo forest, the broad, low and relaxed music continues to reverberate, and the six-year-old Ye Yinzhu, in addition to cultivating the fighting spirit, is to learn the piano and have a pure heart, so that when he does anything, he will not have any distracting thoughts.

The green water piano music was played over and over again, and the passage of time seemed to have nothing to do with him, and the whole person was completely immersed in the mystery of the piano music.

Affected by the sound of the qin, in the bamboo forest, all kinds of small animals began to gather over, although they only dared to watch from a distance, but they had obviously begun to revel in Ye Yinzhu's qin music.

"Hey, who are you" Qin Yan suddenly let out a low breath when he returned to the bamboo hut with the bamboo strip containing food in his hand.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and when he opened his eyes, Yin Zhu looked curiously at Qin Yan's gaze.

I don't know when, five meters away from Ye Yinzhu, a little boy squatted there, sitting there in a daze, looking at Ye Yinzhu playing the piano.

This little boy looks about the same size as Ototake, he is far less handsome than Ototake, but the lines on his face can give people a sense of rigidity, he is just a child, and the most surprising thing is that he has purple hair.

Purple hair looks very special, and hair of this color is very rare among humans.

Hearing Qin Yan's voice, the little boy woke up in shock, his originally dull eyes showed strong hostility, waiting for Qin Yan, his fists clenched, his mouth pursed, but he didn't say a word.

Yinzhu excitedly ran to Qin Yan's side, took the bamboo strips, and said with a smile: "Grandpa Qin, look, my piano sound has attracted someone."

As he spoke, he took out a fresh bamboo shoot that had been peeled from the bamboo strip and handed it to the purple-haired little boy, "Hello, please eat." ” The purple-haired little boy's gaze shifted from Qin Yan's body to Yinzhu's face full of innocent smiles, his expression gradually changed, his clenched fists slowly loosened, took the bamboo shoot in Yinzhu's hand, and nodded to him.

Without waiting for Qin Yan to ask any more questions, he suddenly turned around and ran, and in the blink of an eye, he had already disappeared into the bamboo forest.

Looking at the purple-haired boy's disappearing back, Qin Yan couldn't help frowning, could it be that the Bamboo Sect's Lost Trace Array had expired It seemed that the little boy was very hostile to him, but as soon as he looked at Yinzhu, he relaxed, was he really attracted by the sound of Yinzhu's piano He was just a magician, and it was impossible to catch up with him, so he had to let the little boy go.

Playing the piano during the day and cultivating fighting spirit in the sound of Qin Yin's piano at night, this is Ye Yinzhu's simple life.

However, since the appearance of the purple-haired boy, his simple life has added a bit of color.

Every morning, when Yinzhu began to play the piano, this purple-haired little boy would quietly appear, sit aside, and listen to him play the piano quietly.

The purple-haired boy had never said a word to anyone since he first appeared, and when only Yinzhu was there, his expression was very calm, but as long as Qin Yan was present or when Yinzhu's parents and grandfather came to see him, the purple-haired boy would leave immediately.

Ye Zhong had quietly followed the purple-haired boy to see where he came from, but only found that the purple-haired boy also lived in the blue sky sea, less than two kilometers away from where Yinzhu Xiuqin was.

It seems that he is no different from ordinary children, and the bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest are his food.

The lonely and arrogant purple-haired boy has gradually been recognized by everyone, anyway, he will not talk to Yinzhu, and naturally it will not affect Yinzhu's cultivation of the pure qinxin, so Qin Yan and Yinzhu's family have also accepted his existence.

When Ototake is free, he often talks to him, gives him his own clothes, and gives him food from his parents.

The purple-haired boy just accepted it silently, but still didn't say a word.

It's just that his gaze at Yinzhu has become softer and softer.

Spring goes to autumn, and in the blink of an eye, another decade has passed.

Junxiu's children have grown into handsome youths.

Yinzhu's appearance is six points similar to his father Ye Chong, but he also inherited his mother's softness, sixteen years old, he already has a height of about 1.8 meters, a well-proportioned figure, a white robe worn all year round, plus the black hair that hangs down, no matter how you look at it, he is a handsome young man.

"Xiao Zi, Xiao Zi, where are you" Ye Yinzhu, who was dressed in a white robe, shouted loudly as he walked forward.

Qingyue's voice echoed in the bamboo forest, swirling and fluttering like the sound of a piano.

Yinzhu screamed for a long time, but there was no response, he couldn't help but stop, and muttered: "Where has Xiaozi gone, why can't you see a figure" His eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on his face, "There is."

While speaking, he sat cross-legged on the ground, the silver light flashed on the finger of his left hand, and suddenly, a guqin appeared in him out of thin air, the body of the piano was thick and round, the paulownia wood was chopped, the color was yellow, the quality was pine, the chestnut shell was painted, and the snake belly was broken.

Mussel emblem.

Circular dragon pond, oval phoenix swamp.

Longchi Nayin is slightly uplifted.

Goose feet, made of red agate.

When he looked at this guqin, his soft and clear eyes suddenly became a little more fascinated, "Yangguan Triadic Song, I want this peaceful Jiuxiao Huanpeiqin to play, I don't believe you won't come out." ” Eight fingers of both hands stroked the strings, suddenly, the mournful lingering piano sound floated out, this is a song representing parting, the piano sound came out, just an instant, the sound of bamboo has been completely invested in the artistic conception of the piano sound.

The dark red light slowly swirled around his body, forming a circle of sound waves that drifted out in all directions.

There are no large animals in the blue sky sea, but at this time, all the birds and small animals are converging in the direction of the sound bamboo at a very fast speed, and for a while, the sorrowful sounds of various animals continue to sound, and the surroundings of the sound bamboo gradually become lively.

Yangguan Three Stacks is named after a tune that is sung three times, and the song is full of reluctance to part with friends.

In the sound of the piano, full of reluctant emotions, Yinzhu's mind kept coming up with the bits and pieces of his sixteen years of living in the blue sky sea, and his eyes couldn't help but reveal a hint of sadness, which made his elegant temperament a little more melancholy.

A song of Yangguan three stacks ended in the heart, Yin Zhu pressed the strings with both hands, so that the aftermath completely dissipated, and said with some sadness: "I'm sorry, partners, I'm really leaving."

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I'll be sure to come back to see you, though.

I didn't want to leave, but both grandfathers said I had to go out and see the outside world.

This song can be regarded as a farewell to you. ” A tall figure, I don't know when it has appeared behind Yinzhu, listening to Yinzhu's words, the look on his face couldn't help but stiffen a little, and subconsciously raised his right hand and grabbed Yinzhu's shoulder. d408021: