Phoenix's Power

Chapter 151: The Power of Fengqiuhuang

What surprised Yi Feng was that when he melted his mind into Mo Qing. I found that I actually resonated with it, the huge soul power covered the strings, and my fingers moved with the soul power, and the fingers moved smoothly according to my own wishes.

Die Yunyu saw the astonishment on Yifeng's face and explained: "No one is more familiar with Moqing than I am. Now that you have accepted my soul power, you will naturally accept the familiarity with it. If you were first-class before If it’s at the level, it’s top-notch now.”

Hearing Die Yunyu's explanation, Yifeng suddenly understood, controlled the huge soul power that did not belong to him, merged into the strings, and began to vibrate slightly.

Concubine Yu who was on the opposite side saw that the jerky sound of the zither had suddenly become more familiar, she was slightly taken aback, but the familiar feeling made her smile.

Immediately, Concubine Yu's tender white fingers moved violently, as if thousands of words suddenly sounded in the void. It is also like the continuous spring rain, washing the dusty soul of the people's hearts for a long time.

Yifeng, whose confidence was soaring, smiled slightly, enjoying the undulating strings. The melody of Concubine Xiang's Resentment kept popping up under his hands, perhaps because of Die Yun's rich soul power, Yi Feng felt a little different from the past.

Suddenly, in the void, the two piano sounds continued to intersect.

or cozy!

Or worry!

Or quiet!

or lonely!

The people below were mesmerized by listening to the two different piano sounds, and their faces were constantly changing emotions. The fluttering sound of the piano spread far and wide in the silent night. Make the already quiet night city even more silent!

Concubine Yu, who was on the opposite side, became more and more palpitating the more she heard it! Such a melody can be called a masterpiece, is it really made by Die Yunyu? However, this tune is really suitable for her identity, it's just why there is still a trace of flaw in her piano sound. This doesn't match her guru-level piano skills!

Concubine Yu didn't dare to think too much, because the other party's rhythm suddenly picked up, so she could only put her mind into the body of the piano, and plucked the strings lightly.

Yifeng waved his fingers like flowing clouds and flowing water. The more he moved, the deeper the feeling became. In the end, he had forgotten that he was playing the piano, and subconsciously kept waving along with the score of Concubine Xiang's Resentment.

When Die Yunyu saw this scene, she was also a little surprised, looked at Yifeng with a light smile and said, "He really has the potential to be a luthier."

However, this is also due to her huge soul power. She looked at Yi Feng with a tender face and smiled and said: "The soul crossing technique has wasted a lot of my energy. How much benefit you can get depends on your own talent."

Yifeng, who was immersed in the love of ink, didn't notice at all. At this time, the battle energy in his body also continued to spin along with the sound of the piano, and the aura of heaven and earth also rushed to his surroundings from all around. The breath poured into his body continuously.

And the soul power that originally belonged to him was slowly purified under Die Yunyu's huge soul power.

In the sea of ​​qi, the influx of aura directly joined the vortex, and the vortex, which was originally the size of a pebble, gradually grew larger and its color became more and more vivid. One after another spiritual energy flows out along the meridians, and flows back again after washing the meridians.

Under the baptism of spiritual energy, the originally wide meridians became wider and stronger, and their toughness gradually increased.

The gentle aura didn't seem to affect Yifeng, he seemed to be determined, he only knew how to pluck the strings in a smooth manner.

Concubine Yu on the opposite side became more and more surprised as she listened. She could feel that the other party's piano skills were constantly improving, and there was a faint tendency to keep pace with her, and there were fewer and fewer flaws in the piano sound.

In such a situation, Concubine Yu did not dare to hold back at all, and she also integrated her whole body into the body of the piano. Playing his own music without a piano or me.

The people below felt that they were bathed in the warm sunshine for a moment, with demure warmth. They looked at Yun Juan Yun Shu lightly, and felt nothing in their hearts, as if they had been sublimated, and there was no trace of sorrow.

However, soon the feeling changed suddenly again. They seemed to see a woman who seemed to have thousands of grievances, her soft heart was trembling slightly, and her face was full of tears. She is so sad, so sad. It seems to be talking about helplessness. . The heart is broken, the heart is about to be broken, and the feeling of adding more marks to the teardrops. This made them feel distressed and sympathetic, and they wished they could hold him in their arms and love them.

The melodious sound of the piano became smaller and smaller as it was played. In the end, everyone could hardly hear the soul-stirring sound. They looked up and found that Concubine Yu didn't have a hand to play. What shocked them even more was that the sound waves rushed towards each other in a straight line, and they didn't unwind at all. No wonder they couldn't hear it.

Although each of them still has something to say, they have to accept this fact, but they worship Die Yunyu and Concubine Yu to the extreme, and there is someone who can perform the piano music so immersively.

When Die Yunyu looked at the continuous ripples in the void, she couldn't help but smiled: "I didn't expect Yifeng to reach such a height. The piano skill that controls the transmission of sound waves must reach the level of a master. arrive."

However, when she saw Yi Feng who was still crazily absorbing spiritual energy, she couldn't help being stunned: Is this kid using emotions in a state of concentration? !

At this time, Yifeng really knew nothing about the outside world, and his piano skills were also displayed involuntarily without his control.

The dou qi vortex in his body has more than doubled in size. The speed of the vortex is also much faster than before. The aura that constantly nourishes the meridians also circulates like a brook. Bring a warm feeling.

And Yifeng's soul power also slowly purified and improved, and soon reached a bottleneck. No matter how much the aura is baptized, it can't be improved a bit.

At this time, Yi Feng finally woke up. When he noticed that the spiritual energy in his body had grown several times. He was taken aback, unexpectedly, with the help of Die Yun's powerful soul power, he had actually been promoted to more than one level. The Dou Qi, which was originally at the beginning of the second level, has actually reached the peak of the third level, and the soul power has also risen to the peak of the ninth level! I'm afraid that it won't be long before I will improve again.

Die Yunyu seemed to be aware of Yifeng's sudden surprise, she said with a smile, "How much benefit did you get?"

Yifeng smiled and didn't answer Die Yunyu. When he woke up from the state of samadhi just now, his piano skills also dropped sharply. Seeing the situation of Ci, Yifeng simply stopped talking about Concubine Xiang's grievances. Fingers snapped again. Then "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" played out again.

Seeing this, Die Yunyu was taken aback for a moment, and couldn't help giggling: "Yifeng, you have the guts! You even dare to tease Concubine Yu. Giggle, interesting, interesting, I really want to see the expression of Concubine Yu now .”

Concubine Yu saw that the other party's piano skills suddenly dropped again, she couldn't help but be taken aback: What's the matter with Die Concubine? So unstable? !

However, she hadn't figured out what was going on. There was another song from the opposite side, she listened to it quietly, and couldn't help but feel flushed, a blush spread across that beautiful face.

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