Chapter 584: The soul is watching the mountains and seas, the piano and the phoenix bird

The sound of the piano slowly rang in the darkness.

Like a small bridge and flowing water, like mist and rain.

The sound of this piano is really rare in life, as if it sounds deep in the human soul.

Gradually, Mo Qi felt that he had fallen into a strange state, and the darkness in front of him began to change.

The light and shadow are lingering, and the beauty is beautiful.

In the end, all the light gathered into a vast land.

The quaint and desolate aura came to my face, and Mo Qi's feet stepped on the earth.

This seems to be an ancient battlefield, with sparse trees and a faint brown-red land.

"You actually dare to come here!"

"boom!"

The surging white mist suddenly expanded and turned into a giant with a blue sky above his head and a foot on the earth.

His face was exactly the same as that of the prince Changqin, but his face was ferocious. He looked at Mo Qi's eyes full of anger and murderous intent.

The prince Changqin sat cross-legged, and the forty-nine-stringed guqin was placed on his legs.

"Trouble!"

Prince Changqin said softly.

This is the depth of his soul. Looking at the surrounding environment, they probably don’t know how many times they have fought here.

"No trouble!"

Mo Qi looked at the huge gray figure and grinned.

The piano sounded instantly.

This time, the sound of the piano was generous and passionate. Mo Qi felt that his strength instantly increased under the sound of the piano.

The fireball instantly condensed and directly smashed towards the huge figure.

Piano sound, fog, flame...

The three were madly intertwined, and in a vague way, the deepest memory of the soul of Prince Changqi seemed to appear in Mo Qi's mind.

...

During the ancient times.

Zhu Rong, whose son was born, held the piano, and when he was born, there was a sound of singing endlessly.

At that time, Emperor Yan Shennong was working. When he heard the sounds between heaven and earth, he seemed to know what was going on. He couldn't help but sigh that a god was born.

The prince Changqin was praised by Emperor Yan, and Zhurong was quite happy, so he taught the prince Changqin carefully.

There are fifty numbers in his arms, which implies the numbers of the great way.

Zhurong wants to train him to become the most powerful warrior.

However, the prince Changqin did not like fighting by nature, but since he was a child, he was enthusiastically advised, so he had to practice various things every day.

And when he was happiest, he was practicing the piano.

He doesn't need music scores, he plays them all with his heart.

When Zhu Rong was forced to do so, he could only play some very exciting songs. As the prince Changqin's strength grew, his power was destroyed.

But in private, he likes to play some songs written with his heart. These songs are beautiful and gentle, crisp and ethereal.

One night.

Prince Changqin sneaked out of the house. Under the moonlight, he stayed away from the community and sat on a big stone.

The moonlight is gentle and the stars are bright.

He was inspired and played the song as vast as the galaxy and gentle as the bright moon.

There are five-colored birds, attracted by the sound of the piano.

Prince Changqin was still a child at that time. When he saw the five-colored bird, he instantly became stiff.

His father told him more than once that he should not stay away from the clan. The ferocious beasts outside are extremely powerful and like to eat people.

Only when the clan falls into the family is considered safe.

When he saw the five-colored bird, he felt that the five-colored bird was a ferocious beast, and the child was frightened.

The five-colored bird flew under the night sky, looking at the little human being, blinking in confusion.

Why not continue to play?

The prince Changqin was in power and didn't know what to do.

The five-colored bird simply fell down and just looked at the prince Changqin.

One person and one bird, you look at me, I look at you.

So... a night passed.

Zhu Rong's anxious scream sounded, and the five-colored bird was startled and suddenly waved its wings and left.

Prince Changqin was also shocked. Looking at the back of the five-colored bird flying away, not only was he relieved, but for some reason, he felt a sense of regret and fear of being scolded by Zhu Rong.

Children's emotions are always rich and complex.

Sure enough, Prince Changqin was beaten up hard.

He didn't find another chance to come out for a long time and felt nature practicing piano.

Time passes day by day.

The child's prince Changqin gradually turned into a teenager.

Because he became a teenager, his freedom increased significantly. Finally, one day, he ran out late at night again.

By now, he has known the difference between a divine beast and a ferocious beast.

"So, that's Luan!"

The prince Changqin said after realizing it.

This night was another moonlit night, with stars everywhere.

However, this familiar scene seemed to evoke his childhood memories.

He closed his eyes and imagined how wonderful it would be if the five-colored bird could fly with his piano sound.

But unfortunately, there are few five-colored birds, and he is afraid he will never see the phoenix again in his life.

With a feeling of regret, he gently played the long piano, fantasizing that the five-colored birds danced with his piano sound.

The sound of the piano is melodious and gentle, extremely gentle.

After playing the song, Prince Changqin felt that he was full of aftertaste.

This is called a piano, and the sound that follows your heart is called a song.

Then, he opened his eyes.

A five-colored bird reflected into his eyelids.

The prince's long qin?

I clearly opened my eyes, why is there a bird?

I close my eyes and open it again!

Um?

besides?

I'll shut up again...

The five-colored bird looked at this human race.

The sound of the piano played by this human race is really nice and makes it very moved.

Unfortunately, he is a little stupid...

Prince Changqin opened his eyes repeatedly and closed his eyes, finally pinching his thighs.

"Ah! Are you a real bird?"

Prince Changqin said in shock.

"I am Luan, Luan!"

The five-colored bird cried and its mental power surged, allowing Prince Changqin to understand its words.

"Also, I'm not real, is it fake?"

The five-colored bird looked at Prince Changqin suspiciously, why did he say he was true?
To be continued...