The Myth Of Confucianism And Taoism Is The Holy

The eleventh chapter “The Fairy Sword Asks Love”, the sky is full of swords and shadows!

Prajna? !

She actually knows Prajna? !

Bu Feihua heard the words, his expression abruptly.

You know, there is no name on ‘Huang Hou’, until he plucked the strings to make it sound, the word ‘prajna’ appeared on the ‘Huang Hou’.

At that time, under the red light barrier of ‘prajna’, people who did not reach above the Xuanxian realm could not see the word ‘prajna’ on ‘箜篌’ at all.

“It seems that this woman has at least reached the Cultivation Base of’Xuanxianjing’…”

As soon as his thoughts turned, Bu Fei had a certain foundation in his heart.

If he activates the “Nine Orifices to the Sacred Heart”, he can also have the Cultivation Base of the “Xuanxianjing”, but he is not afraid of her.

However, the woman in front of her obviously didn’t have any malicious intent, but she just helped them. Now she asked to play a song, but it was very difficult to give in and refuse.

After all, playing a piece of music is not a big deal for Bu Feihua.

Moreover, he saw an extremely hot expectation in the eyes of the woman in front of him.

For a time, Bu Feihua became a little pondered.

After a while, Bu Feifan did not refuse the request of the woman in front of him after all, and agreed, “Since the girl has requested, then I will play a song for the girl, and thank you for your help!”

“Hehe, then hurry up… I’m looking forward to it too!”

The woman wearing the white mask smiled when she heard the words and urged.

“Gul’s wish!”

Stepping nodded slightly, and immediately, with a movement of his mind, a beam of colored light flew out of his spiritual platform and turned into a beautiful ‘箜篌’.

This is exactly ‘prajna’!

After the appearance of the ‘prajna’, he floated straight in front of Bu Feihua, the upper strings of the colored light flowed, trembling lightly, and uttered a joyful tone, which was very pleasant to hear.

Upon seeing this, Bu Feihua lightly hugged the ‘prajna’ and sat on a boulder.

Immediately afterwards, he pressed the strings with both hands, looked at the two weird women in front of him, and smiled, “Do the two girls have music they want to listen to?!”

Over the past few days, Bu Feihua has also learned most of the ‘piano music’ in this world.

Therefore, he would have this question.

“We want to listen to your own tune.”

The girl in the white mask smiled and said.

“Um.”

The woman in the bronze mask lightly chins her head in agreement.

“good.”

Bu Fei embraced Prajna and immediately smiled, “Then I will play a newly completed song for the two girls!”

“New song?!”

There was an inexplicable light in the eyes of the woman wearing the white mask.

Bu Feihua nodded slightly, then turned, pressed the strings with both hands, and lightly plucked the strings.

There are five strings, seven strings, twenty-one strings, twenty-five strings, and many other styles.

And ‘prajna’ is the style of the twenty-second string.

clank…

Following the stepping of the strings, the sound of the piano sounded faintly, like the sound of a clear spring in a snow-capped mountain, ethereal and clear.

boom!

At the same time, under the fingertips of Bu Fei’s plucking the strings, wisps of ink-colored smoke formed, curled up, and turned into one in mid-air, just like ink-colored butterflies flying out of ink painting.

Immediately, the ink-colored butterflies seemed to come alive, flapping their wings, fluttering around the extraordinary, and dancing lightly.

At the same time, the colored light blooms on the ‘prajna’, like an aurora, rendering the entire void extremely gorgeous and beautiful.

boom!

Immediately afterwards, accompanied by Bu Feihua, gently plucking the strings, each of the piano notes are connected together, forming a wonderful melody.

This is the melody of the first section of the piano, like weeping, like whispering.

Suddenly, the whole world seemed to be plunged into a kind of sorrow, and the air was filled with a layer of sorrow.

At the same moment, as the melody echoed, a vision appeared in the void.

Drizzle and breeze, thousands of mountains and rivers.

Between the heaven and the earth, a man with a sword, bowing his head to the mountains and rivers!

clank…

After a while, as the sound of the piano gradually entered the main melody, the vision slowly changed, and the man of the sword seemed to be lost in memory.

In my memory, there is her.

She smiled like a flower.

She rained in tears and Lin Ling.

Bit by bit, like a long life, it was revealed in the void.

boom!

At the same time, as the vision unfolded, the sound of the piano reverberated softly, and layer after layer of ‘qin light’ bloomed on the 箜篌.

In a short while, there will be three layers of ‘Qinguang’ on Huanghou.

After a while, accompanied by a faint melody, the vision changed again, the shadows disappeared, the sky full of sword shadows appeared, and the sound of a clank sword sounded, as if questioning something, reaching the hearts of all beings.

In an instant, the world has changed!

boom!

At this time, a layer of ‘Qinguang’ bloomed on the Huanghou again!

Immediately afterwards, the sound of the piano fell, the vision changed again, and the sword shadows of the heavens appeared, and a Daoist shadow walked into the distance without hesitation.

He seems to have the answer!

boom!

Immediately, with the sound of the piano slowly converging, only the sky full of sword shadows were still trembling in the void, making a sound of clank swords!

Cang!

Finally, as the last piano sound fell, the sky full of sword shadows suddenly dispersed.

“Buzz…”

Immediately afterwards, four ‘Echoes of Taixue Dao’ sounded in the void one after another.

At the same time, the four literary spirits seemed to have crossed the heavens and the earth, directly thrown into the Youfu, and landed on Bu Feifan.

“Are the two girls satisfied?!”

After playing a song, Bu Feihua looked at the two weird women in front of him, and asked in a deep voice.

The woman wearing a white mask is sitting casually on top of the sand, with her legs bent, her arms resting on her knees, her palms dragging her chin, her head slightly tilted, as if she was still immersed in the music of ‘music’.

It wasn’t until she heard Bu Feihua’s question that she seemed to have regained her senses. She sighed softly, looked at Bu Feihua, and asked, “What is this song called?!”

Bu Feifan replied, “Xianjian asks for love!”

“Xianjian asks for love?!”

The woman wearing the white mask heard the words, her eyes rippled and sighed faintly, “The saddest thing in the world is mostly caused by love… No wonder, this song is so sad!”

“Ask for love, for love…”

Kong Xueli sighed faintly from the side.

It seems that something has been stirred up by this song.

“The music is acceptable…but you haven’t used your’full force’…”

At this moment, standing aside, the woman wearing the bronze mask spoke up.

Her voice was as cold as ever, without a trace of fireworks and emotional fluctuations.

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