Chapter 54: Going to an Appointment (Please Collect and Recommend, New Books Are Not Easy, I Need Support~~)

Tingmei Peak is located in the Yixing Pavilion Valley. The peak is not very steep and tall. On the contrary, the mountains and rivers are beautiful and the plum blossoms are in full bloom. It looks like a gentle and beautiful woman.

Speaking of this plum blossom, it is not the plum blossom that is commonly seen in the world, but the "snow-stepping plum" that is unique here. Not only does it bloom all year round, but its petals are pink instead of reddish brown, not like plum blossoms but more like cherry blossoms.

The most unique thing is that there is a kind of spiritual bird in the mountain peak. It likes to dance on the snow-stepping plum trees. When its feet dance, it also makes various melodies. It looks like it is playing on the plum trees. Many people who don't know the details are often intoxicated and it takes them a long time to come back to their senses. This is how "Tingmeifeng" got its name.

On this day, at the foot of Meifeng Mountain, a young man in gray clothes came. He was tall and tall, with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and there was a sense of intelligence in his eyes.

He looked up at the mountain peak and frowned. Meifeng was shrouded in a faint mist from halfway up the mountain, and even with his eyesight, he couldn't see through it.

However, he only hesitated for a moment and climbed up the stone steps with a normal expression after a moment.

After walking no more than a hundred steps on the mountain path, I suddenly smelled a refreshing aroma, and then a woman in pink clothes walked out from both sides of the mountain path. Both of them are beauties with good looks. The one on the left is as cold as ice and looks like she should not approach strangers, while the one on the right has a peach-like face and a sweet smile.

I heard the woman on the right laugh and say: "Where did this little junior brother come from? Why did he come to listen to Mei Feng?"

Although he saw the teasing look on her face, the young man in gray did not dare to neglect her and said respectfully: "Zhenmai handyman disciple Liang Yan was invited by a senior to pay a special visit."

"Oh? Which senior invited me? Why didn't I receive the notice?" The woman on the right looked at him with a half-smile but said, "Looking at how handsome my junior brother is, could he be here to hear who Mei Feng is looking for?" Right?".

Liang Yan shook his head, frowned and said, "I don't know about that either." As he said this, he suddenly remembered something, took out a jade pendant from his arms, and handed it to her. "I wonder if something like this can be considered a voucher?"

The woman on the right only glanced at the jade pendant, and her expression immediately changed. The smile on her face disappeared without a trace. Instead, she put on a serious expression and said: "Junior brother, don't be surprised. I was the one who made nonsense before. Please don't go there." Take it to heart.”

Liang Yan couldn't help but feel strange when he saw her attitude changing so quickly. But he said with a calm face: "I don't dare. The senior invited me to come here today, but he didn't tell me the specific location. I wonder if the two senior sisters can give me some advice?"

"Of course." The woman on the right said, "My name is Chunmei, and this is Dongmei. Since you hold the jade talisman, you were invited by that person, and I will personally lead the way for my junior brother."

Chunmei said, turning around and walking towards the mountain peak, while Dongmei on the side just stretched out her hand and made a "please" gesture.

Liang Yan nodded and followed the two of them casually. As he walked, he wondered in his mind what the purpose of the person who invited him was.

Not long after, the three of them climbed to the top of Tingmeifeng Peak. They passed through a cloud and mist, and after going around and around, they actually appeared in front of a lotus pond. Lotus flowers sway above the pool water, and there are five nine-curved corridors that meander on the water, finally converging on a small pavilion in the center of the pool.

There are translucent curtains around the pavilion, and there is a person sitting inside, shadowy and vague. He can't see clearly, but he only feels that he is a woman.

Chunmei and Dongmei bowed respectfully to the people in the pavilion at the same time, then said goodbye to Liang Yan, then turned around and left without saying more.

Liang Yan watched the two people gradually disappear into the clouds and mist, feeling even more confused. He also followed Chunmei's example, bowed respectfully in the direction of the pavilion, and said, "I don't know what the senior's instructions are for calling me here."

Liang Yan kept bowing his head and cupping his hands, but did not hear any response from the people in the pavilion. He endured it for a long time, and was about to continue asking questions when he suddenly heard a melodious sound of a piano coming from the pavilion.

The sound of the piano is clear and clear, like a clear spring on a stone, infiltrating people's hearts. The melody is calm and to the point, yet still lively and elegant, just like the wonderful sounds of a fairy palace, which attracts people.

Liang Yan's nervous and irritable mood calmed down instantly.

If it was just like this, that would be it. Normally, Liang Yan would only be secretly happy because of the occasional sounds of nature, but now he couldn't bring up the slightest such thought. Instead, big beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Just because he was surprised to find that under the influence of the music, all the spiritual power in his body was too lazy to flow. The most bizarre thing is that although he has discovered that there is something wrong with his spiritual power, he is still as calm as water in his heart and has no motivation to change the status quo.

This situation is really too weird. Liang Yan is like splitting into two people at this moment. His consciousness is clearly awake in his mind and he is trying his best to take back the initiative of his body, but his body is not obeying his orders. He is too lazy to resist in his heart. He just stood there blankly and let others slaughter him.

With a "ding dong" sound, the tune of the people in the pavilion remained unchanged, but the timbre changed slightly. It's like a drop of water falling into a mountain spring, causing ripples.

This change might not seem like much to others, but when it fell into Liang Yan's consciousness, it was no different than a life-calling talisman. He keenly felt that something was rushing towards him under the notes as calm as the water.

In the crisis, Liang Yan bit the tip of his tongue and exchanged the huge pain for a brief moment of clarity. He immediately silently practiced the "sitting and forgetting method" in the "mind without determination method" in his mind.

The "Sitting and Forgetting Method" can close the six senses and eliminate the five senses. This is a free and unrestrained method among the Confucian sect to cut away all thoughts and eliminate ignorance and anger. Now it is perfect to use it in the attack of the piano sound that fills the sky.

As soon as Liang Yan was free, he immediately jumped away and heard a puff. When he looked back, he saw a two-foot long mark cut by something invisible on the rock behind him.

He was shocked. There was indeed a ghost in the music!

But at this moment, he has cut off his five senses and six consciousnesses. Although he will no longer be affected by the sound of the piano, he is also unable to detect the murderous intention in the notes.

"Since you can't avoid it, it's better to stop it quietly!"

Liang Yan thought like this, made a magic trick with one hand, and slammed the storage bag with his right hand. A jet of black light rushed out, forming a small jet black shield in front of him, and then a jet black light shield emerged, completely protecting Liang Yan inside.

"Zhengzhengzheng!"

The sound of sharp objects cutting continuously came from the surface of the black mask. There was no loud sound, but it was like a silent spring rain that moistened the material. It spread freely and in the blink of an eye, the black mask was riddled with holes.

However, Liang Yan's face was calm, his left hand changed the formula again and again, and his right hand pointed towards the small black shield. The spiritual power of the "Twin Fish Formation" is pure and powerful, flowing in an endless stream, pouring crazily into the black light mask in front of you.

The sound of the piano is lingering, and the countless invisible sharp objects are still lingering like drizzle all over the sky, hitting the black light shield mercilessly. But the black light gradually became thicker, like a stubborn stone in the river, unmoving.

After a while, the people in the pavilion seemed to know that there was nothing they could do about Liang Yan if this situation continued. The sound of the piano was heard for a moment, then sounded again, and the tune actually changed.

The sound of the piano is no longer calm and steady, but becomes slow and urgent, like the reflection of the vast years, the fleeting time, making people sad. It is also like the disputes in the world, the wind and clouds are treacherous, and the colors are turning yellow and yellow, making people lose themselves and feel uneasy.

Liang Yan was still in the black mask. At this time, there was no invisible sharp object hitting the light mask. It stands to reason that you can breathe a sigh of relief, but the reality is exactly the opposite.

Although Liang Yan still closed his six senses tightly, the music of the melody still appeared in his mind, as if it was not through his ears but directly imprinted in his heart.

Liang Yan's calm state of mind, which had been intoxicated by the sound of the piano, seemed to be pulled violently by something, and he suddenly became anxious and uneasy.

He was taken aback and said to himself: "It's not good!"

Sure enough, the calm energy in his body began to surge, rushing left and right in his body, as if it was not his own spiritual power, eager to escape from his control.

This situation was simply unbelievable, and Liang Yan had no time to think about the changes. He took out an octagonal compass from his storage bag, raised his hand and punched in a spell. He saw the pointer on it swinging wildly. After spinning for an unknown number of times, it stopped at a position pointing to the rockery behind him.

"The auspicious location of the southeast!"

Liang Yan didn't have time to think too much, he raised the two index fingers of his right hand, blue light emitted from the fingertips, and there were faint electric wires surrounding them. Then he pointed like a knife and cut off three inches of the rock there.

Immediately afterwards, a black light rushed over, but it was Liang Yan who moved with his shield into the rockery pit that had just been cut.

"Huh?"

The people in the pavilion seemed slightly surprised and let out a soft sigh. But she kept moving and the sound of the piano kept coming, still overwhelming towards Liang Yan.

Liang Yan looked pale. While maintaining his black shield, he stared at the compass in his hand and muttered something, as if he was calculating something.

I saw him constantly shuttling around the edge of the pond, changing positions from time to time, as if he was struggling to survive in troubled times, constantly looking for a place to live.

He persisted like this for a while, and although Liang Yan was always in danger, he was never defeated. The people in the pavilion seemed to be getting impatient and suddenly stopped playing the piano.

Liang Yan knew that he was going to change his tactics again, and he couldn't help but feel his heart in his throat. He held his breath and looked prepared.

Sure enough, the sound of the piano sounded again in the pavilion, but this time it was sharp, high-pitched, frustrating and exciting. Liang Yan only heard one syllable, and then he felt his heart trembling, gods and demons dancing in his head, and he spat out a mouthful of blood "Wow!"

The energy and blood in his body were churning, and even his soul was gradually becoming unstable, as if he would fly out of the sky at the next moment. At this critical moment, the nameless magic formula in Liang Yan's mind started to operate automatically, and the golden light in his body flashed again and again, forcing his soul down.

Liang Yan's soul returned to his original position, sweat poured down his body, and he sat down on the ground as if he was exhausted.

"Consolidate your foundation and return to life? Boy, you have practiced Buddhist techniques!"

The music in the pavilion finally stopped and was replaced by a woman's voice.

Liang Yan sat on the ground and smiled bitterly, cupped his hands towards the people in the pavilion and said, "Thank you, senior, for showing mercy."

The person in the pavilion didn't seem to appreciate it, and snorted coldly: "Thank me for nothing, I am taking action against you."

"The senior has a superb cultivation level, but in the three attacks, he did not use any spiritual power beyond the Qi Refining stage. He just used the great magical power of the Qin Dao to fight against the junior. If he had used half of his spiritual power during the fight, the junior would have died long ago. ”

"Huh, you, a junior, do have some knowledge! Do you know what song you just listened to?"

"This" Liang Yan scratched his head and said with a bitter smile: "This junior knows nothing about piano, so I still ask my senior for guidance!"

The people in the pavilion were silent for a while, and then said: "What I just played was 'Listening to the Plum Blossoms Three Songs'. It is divided into three chapters. One is: Qingping Song, the second is: Cangpan Diao, and the third is: Duanhun Yin . Boy, you are the only Qi Refining Stage disciple who has listened to all three chapters in the past ten years."