Chapter 903 Farewell at the Long Pavilion

In the central area of ​​​​the Tailing Domain, there is an ancient fairy mountain with an unknown history of many years. The peak towers into the sky, and the entire fairy mountain seems to be shrouded in clouds and mist, filled with fairy spirit.

Among the clouds and mist, brilliant and majestic buildings are looming. It is difficult to see their full shape, but you can feel the majestic atmosphere, just like a fairyland on earth.

There is an extremely wide ancient road leading from the foot of Fairy Mountain to the top of the mountain, which can accommodate tens of thousands of people walking at the same time. Tens of thousands of years ago, countless people came here every day on this ancient road with pious hearts and asked questions about martial arts. , can be called a prosperous scene, the scene is spectacular.

But now, this ancient road seems extremely quiet, not a single person can be seen, and the steps are covered with dust, as if very few people have stepped on it.

At a certain moment, a middle-aged figure slowly walked out of the void, without any breath released from his body, like an ordinary person, but his eyes were as deep as stars, as if he had seen through everything in the world and understood the warmth and coldness of human nature. .

"I'm here." Ximen Guyan looked at the ancient road below and murmured to himself.

This ancient road had appeared countless times in his dreams. Tens of thousands of years ago, he walked down this ancient road, reluctant to part with the one he loved, and his heart was cut like a knife. For countless days and nights, he dreamed of coming here again. Do what you want to do.

Today, he finally came.

Taking a slight step forward, Ximen Guyan's figure disappeared immediately, and the next moment, he appeared on the ancient road.

"You said that you most like to listen to Changting Farewell, saying that this piece of music is pure and flawless, with extraordinary artistic conception. It can make people return to nature and be carefree. Today I will play the second piece for you." Ximen Guyan murmured, with an incomparable look in his eyes. Gentle, with a touch of warmth, he looked less like the unruly piano demon at this time, and more like an elegant scholar.

He raised his palm, and a purple light shone out. It was a long piano with a simple style. Wisps of light flowed on the strings, which merged together, making them dazzling and emitting powerful fluctuations.

The name of this piano is Han Yan, which was given to him by his beloved woman.

I saw Ximen Guyan sitting in the air, with the Hanyan Qin placed on his knees. He lowered his head and placed his fingers on the strings. Then, wisps of piano music sounded. The music was beautiful and ethereal, like the sound of nature. Keep drifting into the distance.

With his fingers gently playing on the strings, Ximen Guyan slowly closed his eyes, with a look of selflessness on his face, and a faint smile on his lips. Scenes of the past appeared in his mind, beautiful, gorgeous, and young in the past. The time seems to be reappearing now.

As the sound of the piano continued to be heard, Ximen Guyan's body gradually moved up the stairs to the top of the mountain, as if he was going to finish this ancient road.

Sanqing Mountain is thousands of feet high, and the sound from the foot of the mountain would not reach the top of the mountain. However, at this time, there is melodious piano music coming from the top of the mountain, which is tender and intoxicating.

After countless people heard the sound of the piano, they all stopped what they were doing and closed their eyes in unison, as if they were infected by the artistic conception of the music, intoxicated in it and unable to extricate themselves.

Suddenly, scenes appeared in their minds, and they saw scenes of themselves and their most beloved people together, so beautiful, happy, and relaxed.

However, they still had to part ways in the end, and everyone could not help but show a look of sadness and reluctance on their faces. Some even shed tears and felt extremely sad in their hearts.

"Who is playing such sad music?" Someone opened his eyes and asked. The music has a profound artistic conception, and the sound is pure and beautiful. It is obvious that the person playing the piano is extremely extraordinary. I don't know who is playing the piano.

Gradually, the sound of the piano spread to many palaces. Even though many people were practicing, the sound of the piano seemed to penetrate everything and spread into their minds. Many people were affected by it and retreated from the state of cultivation. When I came out, my heart was trembling.

Who composed this song?

Shangqing Palace, where the master of the Sanqing Immortal Palace lives, at this time, there is also the sound of the piano coming from the Shangqing Palace.

A middle-aged man in white robes stood on the edge of the palace, looking into the distance. There was a bright and dazzling light shining in his eyes, as if he saw a very distant scene.

"Sure enough, you are here." The middle-aged man in white robe said to himself, without much emotion on his face. Since the last time he sent someone to Sunset Guyan City, he knew that this day was not far away.

This middle-aged man in white robe is suddenly the current master of Sanqing Immortal Palace, Zhuge Xuan.

At the same time, there was an extremely deserted palace on Sanqing Immortal Mountain.

A uniquely beautiful figure is standing against the railing. This woman has long hair reaching her waist, a beautiful face, a good figure, and skin as good as snow. She wears a long skirt that reveals a fairy-like temperament. She is refined and refined, and her eyes are as clear as water. The eyes are extremely beautiful, as if they can speak, and are extremely spiritual.

The woman's beautiful eyes stared blankly at the beautiful scenery outside the window, as if she had seen something divine. Suddenly, the sound of a piano came, and a light curtain suddenly appeared outside the palace. Endless light flowed on the light curtain, bright and gorgeous, as if Isolate everything, as if to prevent the sound of the piano from entering the palace.

The woman's beautiful eyes froze when she saw this scene, and her calm mind couldn't help but have a wave of trouble. Is he here?

The sound of the piano came continuously, and seemed to contain extremely powerful power. It faintly turned into reality. The spiritual energy in the world flew wildly, turned into countless sharp swords, condensed the sword energy storm, and all headed towards the light curtain to kill. .

"Pfft..."

The sword energy streaked across the sky and pierced the light curtain. However, the light flowed rapidly above the light curtain, and there were ancient patterns looming, which contained the power of the avenue, blocking all the sword energy and isolating it from the outside.

On the ancient road, Ximen Guyan seemed to sense something, frowned slightly, and suddenly his fingers trembled rapidly, and the sound of the piano suddenly changed, becoming rapid and sharp, as if notes jumped out one after another, as if revealing endless sharpness, wanting to tear everything apart.

In an instant, the wind and clouds rolled on the top of Sanqing Mountain, the wind howled, the void shook, lightning and thunder roared, as if the end of the world was coming.

Screams came one after another, countless people looked extremely painful, covering their ears with their hands, only to feel that a terrifying sword pierced through their minds, and their souls were about to be torn apart. No matter how to defend, the sound of the piano seemed to penetrate everything and could not be isolated at all.

Outside the deserted palace, a storm of piano sound was brewing, and at the same time, countless terrifying swords came out of the void, carrying unparalleled power, and pierced the light curtain again.

In an instant, a loud rumbling sound came out, mixed with the sound of sword energy breaking, the light curtain shook violently, and the ancient pattern on the light curtain became more and more condensed, revealing an extremely terrifying breath.

The ancient pattern was growing bigger and bigger, radiating immortal light, standing in the void, sacred and powerful, like a natural barrier, indestructible.

Watching the ancient pattern appear, the woman's body trembled slightly, and then a look of joy appeared in her beautiful eyes, a line of tears slid down her cheeks, but a smile appeared on her beautiful face, so beautiful that it was breathtaking, making the world pale in comparison!

Few people knew she was here, and those who knew she was here, almost no one dared to do such a thing, except him.

The sound of the piano trembled endlessly, making a sharp sound, condensing into substance, countless terrible and sharp notes penetrated the void, and cut on the ancient pattern, only to see the pattern spinning rapidly, surging endless immortal light, wrapping all the notes, and then a terrible force burst out, constantly erasing them.

"Hmph!" Ximen Guyan snorted coldly, his eyes suddenly opened, and a sharp color flashed.

His fingers trembled violently, and in an instant, the piano music of the whole world seemed to riot, thunder roared, wind and clouds whistled, releasing a strong breath of destruction.

The terrible notes seemed to be urged, and suddenly burst out with great power, and a great light pattern bloomed from the void and slammed hard on the pattern.

With a slight sound, the ancient pattern trembled violently, and then a crack appeared on it, and then the cracks continued to expand, densely packed, and finally exploded completely.

When the cracks appeared, the piano sound changed instantly, no longer like a storm, but still turned into the same gentle and affectionate tune as before, with lingering affection and restrained implicitness.

The minds of the people on the Sanqing Immortal Mountain returned to calm, and each of them showed an extremely horrified look on their faces, and a storm was set off in their hearts. The piano sound just now was really terrible, but it could be transformed suddenly. How terrible must the person who played it be?

This is the Sanqing Fairy Mountain, who dares to be so presumptuous here?

When the woman heard the sound of the piano, the smile on her face became more and more brilliant and beautiful. From the sound of the piano, she saw many familiar scenes. These are the most cherished memories in her mind, and she dare not forget them at any time.

After so many years, he is still here.

There was a touch of emotion in the woman's eyes. She was both happy and worried. He came, what about Bingyue?

The sound of the piano resounded over the Sanqing Mountain. At this moment, countless people in the Sanqing Fairy Palace were shocked. One after another, figures soared into the air and shot around, wanting to know who was playing so presumptuously.

But the older generation did not move, and their faces showed solemnity.

They all knew who the person was. This piano sound and this style of behavior have not changed at all in so many years, as if he was born like this, frivolous and arrogant, unrestrained and uninhibited.

At this time, a figure in white came from afar, with long hair flying, handsome face, calm expression, and a wisp of fairy air lingering around him. The whole person looked extremely sacred, like a real immortal.

"Greetings to the Palace Master!" Everyone bowed to Zhuge Xuan with extremely respectful expressions.

The hearts of those young disciples were all trembling. They raised their heads slightly and looked at the majestic figure in the air, with a look of awe and reverence on their faces.

The Palace Master was a peerless figure standing at the top of the Tianxuan Nine Regions, and was the god in their hearts.

And at this moment, even the Palace Master was alarmed. Who was that person?