Qi Sha said: "The stick in this old boy's hand is very powerful. Brother, be careful!"

Fu Chenxue said: "Don't worry, he can't hurt me, you can go back to Xiaohuang right away!"

"Well!" Qi Sha did not hesitate and immediately used the "floating shadow" light skills to fly across the canyon and return to Qinghuang. He knew that the next battle would definitely be "non-human", which was no longer a category of martial arts, but a competition of Taoism and ancient artifacts. In front of the artifact that destroyed the world, there was no power to resist when entering the realm of "Earth Gang".

When Qinghuang saw Qi Sha return, she said to Qingyao and others: "You are all sitting behind me. Don't panic no matter what happens later, and don't run around, otherwise both body and spirit will be destroyed!"

Qingyao worriedly said, "Xiaohuang, that masked man has a magical weapon in his hand, killing gods and destroying Buddhas, with infinite power, Chen Xue... Can he do it?"

Qinghuang said lightly: "Not only that person has magical artifacts, we have them too!" She waved her plain hand and buzzed, and a guqin shining with white light appeared in her hand. The piano was three feet, six inches long and eight inches wide, four inches wide at the tail, two inches thick, and there were twelve emblems. The piano body was made of thousand-year-old paulownia wood, inlaid with jade, and the light flowed. The strings were "silks of heaven" for thousands of years, not afraid of water and fire, not afraid of swords and weapons.

Qingyao and others were shocked, their eyes widened, and they could hardly even speak. The guqin shone with a faint white light, and a mysterious and quaint aura came to their faces, making people feel pious and awe-inspiring. Zi Lan had always had a lifelong love for the guqin, and couldn't help but ask: "Sister Qinghuang, what's the name of this guqin...?"

When Qinghuang and Mo Huier heard this title, they did not respond much. Qingyao looked at Zi Lan meaningfully. Did the child deliberately or did he really not see the relationship between Xiaohuang and Chenxue? How could he call Xiaohuang "sister"? But it is not the time to correct the mistakes, because her attention was also attracted by the Guqin, and she was inexplicably excited.

Qinghuang said: "It is one of the ten ancient artifacts. It is said to be made by Fuxi, so it is called "Fuxi Qin", also known as "Phoenix Qin". In ancient mythology, Fuxi called himself "Qian Demon" for the peacock girl. This zither was renamed "Qian Jue Qin", which cuts off the seven emotions and eliminates the six desires... Later it was "Zi Ye"... Oh, no, it owns Chen Xue!"

Zi Lan stared at her eyes again, feeling inexplicably excited: "Sister Qinghuang, is this 'phoenix piano' really Chenxue'?"

Qinghuang smiled and said, "Yes, it was with Chen Xue three thousand years ago!"

"Three...three thousand years ago?" Not only Zi Lan and Mo Huier, but also Qingyao, Qingyuan and Qisha were stunned. They looked at each other, thinking that something was wrong with their ears. Fu Chenxue was obviously in her twenties, so how could she have lived for three thousand years?

Mo Huier swallowed hard and asked carefully: "Sister Qinghuang, we have been with the young master since we were young. He is not three thousand years old, are you not wrong?" She was very polite. She would definitely call the other party a "psychopath", and a person like a god like Qinghuang was obviously not having a mental problem, so she became confused and uneasy.

Qinghuang smiled slightly and said, "I'm not wrong, you heard it wrong. Three thousand years ago, Chen Xue was indeed the owner of the 'Phoenix Qin'. At that time, he was not called 'Fu Chenxue', but 'Ziye'!"

"'Zi Ye'?" Everyone fell into dementia again. It was clearly "Fu Chenxue", so how could it become "Zi Ye"? Qingyao's expression became extremely strange: "Xiao Huang, are you talking about Chenxue... His soul was taken over?"

"Ah?" Zi Lan and Mo Huier were so scared that their faces were pale and their souls were gone.

Qinghuang said: "His soul has not been taken over by anyone. In this life, he is called 'Fu Chenxue'. Senior sister, you have been practicing Taoism for many years. Do you still believe in reincarnation? Three thousand years ago, he was called 'Ziye', the most beautiful man in the Phoenix tribe, with magical combat power and unparalleled piano skills; three thousand years later, he was called 'Fu Chenxue', a genius disciple of Wudang, and your junior brother." Speaking of this, a faint sorrow covered Qinghuang's eyes. "In the three thousand years of reincarnation, he forgot all kinds of his previous life, and only knew that he was 'Fu Chenxue', and he would never admit that he was once a generation of piano kings of the Phoenix tribe..."

Zi Lan suddenly asked, "Sister Qinghuang, three thousand years ago... was Chen Xue with you?"

Qinghuang said affectionately: "Yes, I was his fiancée three thousand years ago, but unfortunately he was killed later. I waited for him in the temple for three thousand years until he found me again."

"Three thousand years ago... are you his fiancée?" Zi Lan murmured, as if she suddenly realized that the world was completely confused. Fu Chenxue was obviously the man she had been thinking about day and night, so how could she become another woman's "fiance" three thousand years ago? No, no, it must be Qinghuang lying! Fu Chenxue is not "Zi Ye" or the King of Qin of the "Phoenix Clan". He is "Fu Chenxue" - the "love brother" who grew up with her childhood sweetheart.

Qingyao suddenly realized that all of her decades had been in vain. She practiced Taoism every day and cultivated her mind every year, but she found that her "Tao Heart" was almost collapsed: "Xiaohuang, aren't you a disciple of the 'Qingyi Sect'?"

Qinghuang knew what Qingyao meant and said lightly: "Yes, I am a disciple of the 'Qingyi Sect' and the saint of the 'Phoenix Clan'. There are many stories in between. If you have time, go and ask Chenxue, if he is willing to tell you!"

"Uh..." Qingyao and others were shocked. If what Qinghuang said was true, it was really shocking. Qinghuang waved her hands, and her white slender fingers stroked the white ice strings. The white light suddenly surged and spread out, like a transparent barrier that wrapped everyone in it. She plucked her fingers, relaxed her voice, and sang the song "The Song of the Moon in the Sea"-

Hongmeng Taixu,

The moon is cold in the green ridge,

Ninety thousand miles of Hanxu Immortal Realm.

Riding on the yellow crane,

Return to that great wasteland,

Who is with me when the wind roars and snow?

Eight thousand years old jade,

I can't resist your smile.

All for that thing,

Through thousands of disasters,

The land is forever,

Three lives are around the fingers and soft.

What is love?

Teach life and death to agree,

Seeing the flowers falling behind you turn into snow.

Play a song of phoenix seeking phoenix,

Lovesickness turns into ashes,

Swift flying,

Who are you going to go for?

Tingyu Tower,

The piano sounds long.

...

The zither song started, and the peaks of "Shennongjia" trembled, the mountains were full of trees shaking without wind, hundreds of beasts were roaring, and hundreds of birds flew into the sky. Seeing the strange phenomenon suddenly appear, the fish were shocked and said, "Fu Chenxue, in addition to the 'Pangu Axe', you actually have another magical artifact. It seems that I have underestimated you!"
Chapter completed!