Chapter 2303 the Emperor Is Still There
The dragon tortoise set off again, roaring and rolling over the void, space cracks appeared between the sky and the earth, and the mournful sound from the dragon tortoise's mouth seemed to make people cry.
What is even more tragic is naturally the tragic divine comedy. On top of the huge body of the dragon tortoise, this city of relics forms a field of the Dao of Rhythm, and all powerful people are trapped in it, including those who have survived the great calamity Existence is also shrouded in the artistic conception of the tragic divine comedy, falling into absolute sadness and unable to extricate itself.
Those strong men who have survived the second major Dao God Tribulation have the strongest resistance, but they can't do it if they want to take down the guqin. Gradually, the sound of the piano invades, and they also enter that absolute sadness mood. An emotion of absolute sadness can even overwhelm a strong will. Unless a practitioner has stripped away his emotions and desires, he will not be able to break free from the piano music played by the great emperor.
No matter how strong your cultivation is, you must fall into it.
Gradually, except for the mournful roar of the dragon tortoise, this space became extremely quiet, only the extremely sad sound of the piano.
Ye Futian had already fallen into this sadness. He knew that he couldn't resist, so he didn't resist the sound of the piano. Instead, he let nature take its course and let himself immerse himself in it. He wanted to see if this sadness could completely destroy it. To break him, he still wants to see what is hidden in this extreme sadness.
As a practitioner of zither music, he knew that every zither sound contained its meaning. He wanted to feel the artistic conception of Emperor Shenyin when he played the zither, and wanted to see why Emperor Shenyin could create such a sad rhythm.
After entering that artistic conception, the sadness hidden in Ye Futian's heart seemed to be stimulated at the same moment. From childhood to today, even those forgotten memories came to mind, accompanied by the extremely sad feeling. The rhythm appeared together, as if all emotions were replaced by sadness, and I couldn't think of other things, and there was no other emotion.
Even, he seems to have returned to the past, and directly substituted into the memory of that year, seeing Hua Fengliu's abolished cultivation base, seeing the death of the master in battle, seeing the death of the god of understanding, and seeing the moment when the master of Dali let him turn around and leave. Jue Jue's back, etc... All the sadness came to mind, and it made him return to the previous state of mind, and even magnified the sadness, making him sink into it and couldn't extricate himself, as if he couldn't get out of it.
The tear stains on the face flowed down unconsciously, those eyes became no longer bright, empty and powerless, only sadness and despair, like a living dead, Ye Futian even forgot everything else, forgot himself Whatever he wanted to do, I'm afraid he didn't even think that he would fall into it completely.
Not only him, everyone has fallen into it, including those who have survived the Dao God Tribulation, who has no story to come to where they are today after the long years of practice? In the depths of everyone's heart, there are some emotions hidden. The things they have experienced are just suppressed on weekdays, and they will not affect their state of mind at all.
But under this divine tragedy, no one can escape, no matter how powerful your cultivation is, as long as you are human, as long as you still have the seven emotions and six desires, you will be affected by it.
If the scene in front of me is seen by outsiders, it will definitely be shocking. There are many top-level figures in the three major worlds, Shenzhou, Dark World, and Kongshen Realm. Some existences standing at the top have tears in the corners of their eyes. Among them, such a scene is rare in a thousand years.
In the silent space, the guqin that contains the meaning of the great emperor floats in the void, the strings dance by itself, playing this divine comedy that contains endless sadness, as if there is no end, the dragon turtle continues to walk forward in the void, one after another The dark crack appeared, as if it was going to bring the powerful into endless darkness and eternal exile.
After Ye Futian's death, all the powerhouses of Tianyu Academy also fell, and the old horse's face was full of tears, thinking of the death of Xiao Ling's parents, that kind of sadness is unforgettable, it is the eternal pain in his heart, no matter who No matter what state you reach, it will always be hidden in the depths of your memory, but at this moment it is completely inspired.
Everyone has different sorrows, but the ending is the same, without exception, all strong people fall into that sorrow.
Time passed unknowingly, and I don't know how long it has passed. Ye Futian, who was trapped in the extreme sadness, suddenly seemed to have a ray of consciousness awakening. He seemed to have entered a very mysterious artistic conception, and the sadness was still there. It didn't dissipate, he was still immersed in it, but he seemed to have a sense of sobriety, as if an inexplicable force was affecting him, or he seemed to perceive the artistic conception contained in the sad piano music.
Although his eyes are closed, everything in front of him is so clear, yet so illusory and elusive. In front of him, the floating guqin is no longer just a guqin. A figure of peerless elegance, who looked to be in his thirties, was dressed in white clothes better than snow, and had a demeanor beyond dust.
Seeing the appearance of this figure, Ye Futian's heart was pounding, and it seemed that he pulled back a thread of thoughts from that sadness.
Is this hallucination?
In front of the guqin, a figure appeared, as if the guqin was played not by himself, but by him, but no one could see his existence.
"This is not an illusion!" A voice came out of Ye Futian's heart. It was definitely not an illusion, but that he had really entered that artistic conception, perceived the picture in front of him, and perceived the existence of the Great Emperor.
As Luo Tianzun said, Emperor Shenyin, he appeared in another way, and his life was integrated into this guqin, becoming one with it.
This guqin is definitely not just as simple as a qin, nor is it just a wisp of the emperor's will.
"Emperor!" A voice came out, it was Ye Futian's voice, as if it came from the soul, the ancient emperor figure countless years ago, the first person in rhythm, does he still have life?
If so, how does Emperor Shenyin exist.
After Ye Futian uttered his voice, he waited quietly, waiting for the other party's response, the flow of time seemed to be extremely slow, and a sigh came out, which seemed to still contain endless sadness, just a sigh, and Ye Futian Into the mood of absolute sadness.
However, this sigh made Ye Futian feel violent waves in his heart, as if confirming all the previous speculations, Luo Tianzun was indeed right, the emperor is really still there!