"He's out!" Jin Jiao, a woman in green shirt, exclaimed.●⌒,

Zhu Rong's expression was immediately nervous, and her eyes were staring at the backyard without a moment.

In the small pavilion in the backyard, Tang Yu was wearing a purple robe and sat down slowly with a piano in his hands.

The tea fog beside him was swaying, and Tang Yu looked so detached in the hovering fog.

But he saw him closing his eyes slightly, putting his slender hands on the six-stringed guitar, and gently plucking his fingers, and the sound of the guitar flowed slowly like flowing water.

The sound of the piano is ethereal and extraordinary. I don’t know what kind of music it is, but it can naturally make people fascinate it.

Both women were particularly focused, and they were obviously attracted by Tang Yu's piano sound.

This song has gone from simple to traditional, and it has become more and more complicated later. The notes turn to the highest point, and it seems that it is no longer difficult to get up.

However, Tang Yu's fingers flicked gently, and the highest point was higher. When he went higher, he was like walking on flat ground. The feeling that could suffocate people's hearts could instantly soothe people's inner tension and impetuousness. That feeling was really wonderful.

Tang Yu was very focused at this time, but in fact the piano score he played was not the piano score.

But he recalled the melody on the earth and played it freely.

All kinds of thoughts were flying in his mind, the magic power in his body was circulating, and the scriptures of Haoran scripture appeared in his heart bit by bit.

The true meaning of "wind"...

Tang Yu felt that his true intention to the wind was within reach, but he was a little bit miserable.

Even if I have an understanding in my heart, I can't express it. The state of inconfusion is clearly close, but I just can't break through it for a long time.

From the Great Chu to the State of Song, it can be said that it has gone through hardships along the way.

Under the Ji family's pursuit order, the road Tang Yu walked was bloody all the way, and it was extremely thrilling several times, especially when facing a high-level magic apprentice, it was very difficult for Tang Yu to cope with those strange magic.

He was injured several times and ran away several times. Finally, he arrived at Koushan County.

When I arrived at Koushan County, I didn’t see the Marquis Zhang. The Marquis traveled around and didn’t know where he went.

Tang Yu had no choice but to play cat and mouse with the pursuers in Kuangshan County.

"It would be great if we could break through the state of forbidden confusion!" Tang Yu said in his heart that he was in a foreign land, facing pursuit and every step he was terrified.

Strength has become unprecedentedly important. Tang Yu feels that if he does not make a breakthrough, he is afraid that he will not be able to return to Chu smoothly this time.

Therefore, he had an unprecedented desire for the state of inconsistency, but unfortunately he was always a little bit short.

And for this little gap, he could only get instant inspiration through continuous attempts and thinking, slowly understanding and attempting.

"This score of "A Laugh in the Sea" is played with a six-stringed lyre, so it's so wonderful!"

Tang Yu pressed the strings of the piano and the sound of the piano came to an abrupt end. On the earth, he knew nothing about music.

After traveling to the Sky Continent, he became a master of the piano tray, one of the four arts, using the piano tray to play the familiar melody on the earth before. This was Tang Yu's action flashed with a flash of inspiration.

But this action made him feel very happy and comfortable inside.

There are different stories behind these familiar melodies.

There are every bit of Tang Yu’s life on the earth back then, and the legend of the novel behind the music score itself.

Whenever Tang Yu plays these songs, he will become unnaturally integrated into it, and he will have a lot of thoughts in his mind. This feeling should be the cultivation of the piano to himself...

"Cultivate...yes! It's cooking!"

Those who practice the four arts are probably the first to cultivate themselves and make their thoughts more mature, their character is more innocent, and their thoughts are more open-minded.

This is true for the piano, the calligraphy, the painting, and the piano.

Isn’t this a kind of practice? Practice is not just a magic, but also a heart-to-heart maturity and open-minded thoughts. Tang Yu felt that his mind and nature were obviously changing quietly in the past few days of playing the piano, and he was much more mature and open-minded than before...

After playing several songs in a row, the water in the stove boiled. He brewed a pot of tea and slowly savored it with the tea cup in his hand.

"Brother Tang is so elegant and enjoys the fragrance of tea alone, how can he not have friends?" A beautiful voice sounded, and the woman's red clothes were like fire, and she came gracefully, like a fairy descending to the mortal world. She was really gorgeous and unparalleled.

Tang Yu frowned slightly, looked up at the person coming, and bowed, "Miss Zhu is here too?"

"Hehe, there's me, Miss Jin is here too!" Behind Zhu Rong, a woman in green shirt smiled and blinked at Tang Yu, with a very ambiguous expression.

Tang Yu said lightly: "It's a pity that Tang cannot stay for a long time. This time I come to Song State and have a task, so I can only take a break from my busy schedule. I hope the two girls will forgive me..."

Zhu Rong's face showed disappointment, and then he returned to normal, saying, "It's okay, Brother Tang has a lot of things, and the little girl is not convenient to bother me. But... Brother Tang, the Song Dynasty is in trouble, can you be willing to visit Xianyang, Qin? The little girl is willing to be a guide!"

"Xianyang?" Tang Yu smiled faintly and said, "Let's decide until this matter is done!"

After Tang Yu finished speaking, he stood up and bowed to Zhu Rong, turned around and left, left the yard, and left without a trace.

Jin Jiao frowned and said, "This Tang Yu is very strange. I really don't know how to cherish the fragrance and jade!"

Zhu Rong looked at the direction where Tang Yu disappeared, nodded gently, and said, "He is a little weird. He is only talented in Chu, and the scholar of Chu is really elegant..."

Let’s talk about Tang Yu, he actually didn’t go far, but after taking a turn, he entered a secluded house.

He was unable to find Zhang Tianfu. Occasionally, he heard that the marquis was chasing two ladies from Songyang Academy. Unexpectedly, one of the two ladies was an acquaintance.

Therefore, Tang Yu could only show up once a day and meet Zhu Rong, hoping to lead the way to Mr. Zhang behind him.

On the other hand, Tang Yu cannot reveal his identity to others. He must always be cautious and guard against Ji's killer.

Therefore, he found a place in the restaurant, but in fact his real residence was chosen in an inconspicuous house.

After entering the house, Tang Yu no longer played the piano, but instead practiced calligraphy and painting.

I saw him standing in the middle of the yard, holding the brush in his hand. The brush shook gently, and his powerful magic power shot out from the end of the brush.

The pen tip made of magic power is as sharp as a knife, and the sword light shot out several feet away.

The brush strokes flew, and the pens were like a craft, covering the entire courtyard.

But the yard was silent and there was no sound.

Basic techniques, dots, horizontals, verticals, and strokes. These five-brush techniques are the most critical in calligraphy and require practice every day.

Tang Yu did not pay enough attention to this before, but since he repeatedly realized that he became more and more aware of the importance of using brushwork, so every day, he would practice this basic Wubi specifically.

The true meaning of "wind" should start with a stroke.

One stroke, one character, and then another character, should be stacked layer by layer.

The way of calligraphy and painting are both the most important thing. The so-called calligraphy is always inseparable. Only by practicing hard every day and accumulating time can miracles occur.

Most of Tang Yu's calligraphy is plagiarized through the movement of the universe, and the foundation is actually not solid. When you look back and make efforts from the most basic, it will be of great help to him.

To enter the state of inconsistency, Tang Yu did not have the guidance of his master, and he could only rely on his own understanding and practice.

Fortunately, Tang Yu felt that he should have embarked on the right path, because he obviously felt that his cultivation was, after every cultivation, his heart became calm and fulfilled, and he didn't feel anything for a day or two, and he could really see his skills after a few months.

"Um?"

Tang Yu frowned, and the pen tip suddenly turned backwards.

Behind him, a ball of fire suddenly flashed and then went out.

With a muffled groan, a dark corpse planted on the locust tree behind it.

There was a red dot the size of a little finger on the forehead of the corpse. This was the power of Tang Yu's stroke just now. The strokes were like thorns, piercing a person's head, but only the red dot the size of a little finger was left.

After lifting the black robe, Tang Yu saw clearly that this person was a man in his thirties. There was a staff hidden in the magic robe, and there were many elemental magic casting materials.

On the cuffs of the black robe, there were two words embroidered: "Kaba!"

"The eighth Class A worshiper of Ji's Class A!" Tang Yu's lips curled up slightly, and a sneer appeared.

"I really underestimated Ji before, but I didn't expect that Ji had been secretly managing for so many years and raised so many minions! These magicians are so gloomy that they can chase them wherever they go!"

"I can't stay here for a long time, I have to change the city!" Tang Yu said in his heart.

I have experienced the methods of these killers. Once my hiding position is exposed, it will immediately attract many magicians to siege.

The most thrilling time for Tang Yu was that he insisted on his cultivation and did not escape in time. That bloody battle caused Tang Yu to suffer a severe blow.

Fortunately, he was on the border between Song and Chu at that time, and the situation on the border was complicated, and there were border military camp accounts on both sides. Tang Yu took advantage of the fact that there were many soldiers in the border to escape by chance.

After learning from one's mistakes, Tang Yu decided to leave immediately.

Anyway, nothing is left in the yard. As long as Tang Yu is willing, he can leave at any time.

"It's just... I can't pass the message to Zhu Rong! Alas, in order to find that Zhang Tianfu, Tang Yu repeatedly used this girl, but he had to do it..."

"This shitty marquis, isn't it a pick-up girl? Why are you hiding in the dark and not showing up?" Tang Yu couldn't help but curse.

He flashed and left the yard.

As soon as he left the yard, three or four black-robed magic apprentices rushed over to the yard.

"Old Ba is dead. This guy has such a hot hand. There is no trace of people in the yard. This guy must have run away!" A cold voice sounded.

"Lao Jiu, I seem to be very grateful to hear your voice. I don't know where I ran away. How can we explain to Lord Xin?"

"Hehe, Lao Twelve, you have never touched this guy. This guy's four-art cultivation is simply terrifying. If we meet him, we will definitely die! It's hard to imagine that this guy is only eighteen years old and has such cultivation. In time, I'm afraid that few people can compete with him in Da Chu!"
Chapter completed!