Binglan's slender hands plucked the strings again, and the melodious sound of the piano floated up and down the hall.
Zhou Yang closed his eyes and listened, and soon became immersed in it.
Although he doesn't understand the music, he also knows the rules of the Yaoqin.
There are six taboos on Yao Qin, seven of which are not to be played.
The six taboos are: first, severe cold, second, severe heat, third, strong wind, fourth, heavy rain, fifth, thunder and lightning, and six, heavy snow.
The seven "not playing" refers to: not playing when hearing mourning, not playing when playing music, not playing when there are too many things to do, not playing when the body is not purified, not playing when the clothes are disheveled, not playing when not burning incense, and not when not meeting close friends.
The guqin is different from the guzheng in that its sound is not loud and it is slightly introverted. People who are not in a peaceful state of mind cannot listen to it.
The real meaning of the sound of the piano does not lie in the skill and touchingness, but in the state of mind and nature. The unity of nature and man is the final destination of the player.
As the saying goes, the zither is pleasing to the ear, and the harp is pleasing to the heart.
Zhou Yang doesn't care about the others, he only cares about not playing the last point of Qi, and not playing until he meets his close friend.
But am I her soulmate? Or was it just because she had promised to play the piano to herself?
"Life is like a root, floating like dust on the road. Scattered and turned by the wind, this has become an extraordinary body." Immediately, along with the sound of the piano, Xi Yao's ice orchid red lips opened slightly, and the spiritual sound in the empty valley rose faintly.
"The precious bun is tied loosely, with a light make-up of plum blossoms. The green mist is light, and the flying catkins are unsteady. Seeing each other is as if we have not seen each other, and being affectionate is so heartless. After the music and songs are over, I wake up from the wine, and the moon is slanting in the deep courtyard. quiet."
Zhou Yang didn't know what kind of music Binglan was playing, but he heard the spiritual sound of singing and poetry, and after he immersed himself in it little by little, he also heard some meaning.
The sound of the piano and singing are melodious and profound in artistic conception, but the more it goes on, the more desolate and painful it becomes, and even Zhou Yang can't help but feel sad.
The singing stopped, and the sound of the piano turned louder and louder.
Zhou Yang was immersed in it. When he heard the sound of the piano, he couldn't help but open his eyes. However, he saw Binglan's calm expression change. Her eyes were full of unwillingness. As her ten fingers moved together, the piano music became high-pitched and passionate, expressing a sense of unyielding and resistance. meaning.
Zhou Yang listened silently, seeming to have some understanding of Binglan's current situation.
"Bang!" A decorative vertical porcelain vase in front of the table suddenly broke at the waist, and then the upper part fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
The sound of the piano also stopped suddenly.
"Sonic power!" Zhou Yang blurted out, and Binglan herself was surprised.
This kind of sonic attack performed with the sound of the piano is divided into two types: invisible and tangible.
The invisible ones can hurt people's consciousness and soul, while the tangible Taoist weapons can directly hurt people and objects. They are much more powerful than weapons formed by ordinary mana. The one in front of you obviously belongs to the latter.
It turns out that she is practicing sonic skills.
Binglan looked at the broken bottle, and then plucked the strings again.
For a long time, she shook her head, and then stopped in disappointment.
"Don't be discouraged. Now that you have taken the first step, your sonic skills will be perfected sooner or later!" Zhou Yang encouraged.
"Alas, it was just a coincidence. With my cultivation, how could I form a sonic Taoist weapon!" Binglan sighed.
"Your invisible attack must be very powerful!" Zhou Yang asked.
"You know your stuff, and you have indeed made some achievements." Binglan's bright eyes flashed and she nodded.
"By the way, although I don't understand music, I also know that the sonic Taoist soldiers were occasionally formed because of your artistic conception. If you can enter the previous artistic conception again, the sonic Taoist soldiers will be able to form combat capabilities."
"It's easy to talk!" Binglan shook her head.
"Okay, I have fulfilled my promise to you, it's time to go!" Binglan put away the Yaoqin, looked at Zhou Yang deeply, and then turned around.
"Binglan!" Zhou Yang was disappointed, but didn't know what to say, so he subconsciously stopped her.
"Huh?" Binglan stopped when she heard this, with doubts and complexity on her face.
"I heard that you are getting engaged?" Zhou Yang still asked.
Binglan didn't speak, just nodded slightly.
"Is he good to you?"
"Oh, very good." Binglan said lightly.
Zhou Yang felt a pain in his heart and had mixed feelings: "Doesn't she feel anything about herself? Doesn't she know the purpose of coming here? Is it just to listen to her playing the piano? No, no, it's not like that! She did it to prevent me from falling into the game between big forces, and to protect me!"
Zhou Yang found a natural explanation for himself.
"By the way, I heard that you are going to Sheri City?" Xi Yao Binglan said suddenly.
"Yes, we will set off in three months." Zhou Yang was stunned and then replied.
"There is a mixture of fish and dragons there, violence and blood can be seen everywhere, you must be careful!" Binglan said softly.
Zhou Yang did not feel happy because of her concern, but felt more pain in his heart because he knew that this was what Xia Daolin told her.
"I will."
"Okay, I'm leaving!" Binglan turned around.
"I'll see you off!" Zhou Yang didn't know what he felt in his heart, so he followed behind in confusion.
He came to the meeting with excitement, but the result was like this. Binglan didn't want to tell him anything at all, and it seemed that she just regarded him as a good friend.
This made him feel very disappointed, as if a basin of cold water had been poured on his head, and his whole body was as cold as ice. "No, no! When we see each other, it's as if we don't see each other. How can being affectionate be like being ruthless?" She is not ruthless.
But there are real difficulties!
Zhou Yang looked at Binglan's graceful back and followed blankly out of the small building and into the yard. He suddenly felt Binglan's body tremble and stopped.
He also stopped and raised his head excitedly, but the next moment he froze in place.
"Xiyao Binglan, I didn't expect you to be such a person! That's all, that's all, your family and I will never have any contact with each other from now on!"
At this time, Xia Daolin, one of the four young masters of Sui Ling and the young master of the Xia family in Jinding Tower, was looking at the two of them coldly, his tone even colder.
"I..." Xi Yao Binglan's face was a little pale. She knew that she couldn't explain it clearly today, so she immediately licked her lips, but stopped talking.
"Xia, Mr. Xia, things are not what you think!" Zhou Yang was anxious. It was okay for Xia Daolin to misunderstand him, but not for Binglan.
Besides, he didn't do anything, and he didn't even hold hands. He was really wronged to the extreme, so he was busy explaining himself.
"Zhou Yang, my Xia family was originally very optimistic about you and was planning to promote you. However, I didn't expect that you are an arrogant and arrogant villain who has betrayed your master. You actually did such a slutty thing, which brought shame to my Xia family and Jin Ding. The building has been humiliated, and this matter cannot be tolerated by heaven! Today I will clean up the house on behalf of Jinding Tower to avoid future troubles!"
Xia Daolin didn't listen to any explanation at all. His cold eyes glanced at Zhou Yang, filled with murderous intent.
“Mr. The light has already shot out.
Zhou Yang's words were interrupted, and he had to turn away to avoid it.
However, the spear light had already locked onto him, rotating with his figure, and would not stop until it penetrated him to the core.
