Song Wan'er looked at the three flutes in front of her and her breathing became a little rapid.

Although these three flutes still look similar to the one I bought last time, except that the bamboo seems to be slightly better than the last time, there is no particularly eye-catching thing. But Song Wan'er knows that these three flutes are likely to be beyond the "Bao Flute"!

She has been practicing flutes since she was a child, so she naturally knows the preciousness of a "bao flute". In fact, the so-called "bao flute" does not have a certain standard. There may be ten thousand appearances of bouquets in the hearts of ten thousand performers. As long as it suits you and can maximize your level, it is her "bao flute". But the flute she bought before is really~~~

Song Wan'er didn't know how to describe it, she only knew that it was the "Treasure Dim" that even the master Madi praised!

You should know that the higher the level, the fewer flutes they can be regarded as, let alone they regard them as "treasure flutes". What's more, that flute once personally brought Song Wan'er an almost dreamy playing experience. Song Wan'er still can't forget the wonderful feeling of playing that flute!

What would it be like to have an existence better than that flute?

Looking at the three ordinary flutes in front of him, Song Wan'er felt a strong impulse in her heart, wanting to reach out to touch them, or even wanting to blow a paragraph to try.

However, their owners stood there without his permission. Song Wan'er really didn't have the courage to touch the three flutes!

If it were the past, ordinary people like Chu Yang, Song Wan'er would not even look at him. However, just now, Chu Yang's song "Xi Hua Expressing Thoughts" played by Chu Yang with that cheap flute had completely convinced Song Wan'er. In front of him, Song Wan'er even felt timid!

"Can you play a song for me with this flute? I want to hear their sounds." Song Wan'er looked at Chu Yang and said with some expectation.

"Yes." Chu Yang looked at the girl in front of her. From her eyes, Chu Yang knew what she was longing for. It's a pity that even if she thought about it, Chu Yang would not sell these three flutes to her. Only top masters can deserve his Chu Yang's flute! As for this girl, although she played pretty well, she was still far from Chu Yang's standards.

Since she wanted to listen, Chu Yang didn't mind letting her truly see what the sound of a flute that was really beautiful and touching. Otherwise, she would not be convinced by just speaking vernacularly.

He reached out and took the C-tune "Bamboo Rhyme", Chu Yang gently adjusted the flute film, and a satisfied look appeared on his face.

The films on these three flutes are not ordinary, but a small piece of finest that Chu Yang happened to get from the few packs of high-end flute films in the store. Although they are not as fresh as the ones that just peeled off from the reeds, they are the best flute films Chu Yang can find now.

The bamboo flute is light and the breath is slowly exhaled, as if everything is so natural.

The fingers raised slightly, and a wisp of distant, ethereal, and a little sad sound rang softly.

When a song sounded, it seemed as if the world suddenly became quiet, with only the sound of the flute.

Song Wan'er stood quietly and closed her eyes quietly. Chu Yang was clearly in front of her, but she felt that the sound of the flute was floating from a very far and far place. The sound of the flute was very soft and weak, but it was everywhere. The sound of the flute that sounded like a free and easy heart is as if it was full of weight and vicissitudes of the three lives and three lives, and it was endlessly sad!

Yes, it was the song "Ranhong", Song Wan'er's favorite flute song. Before, she only thought that the version played by Chen Yue was the most perfect, but today, when she heard the sound of the flute that seemed to come from the depths of her soul in this ordinary shabby shop, she couldn't help but burst into tears!

It turns out that the real "Ran Hong" should be like this!

How deep is the courtyard? Willows pile up smoke, and there are no more curtains.

The place where the jade carving saddle travels is high, the building is not visible to Zhangtai Road.

The rain is raining and wind is strong in the evening of March, and the door is closed at dusk, and there is no way to keep the spring.

Asking the flowers with tears in my eyes, I flew across the swing!

The sound of the flute is sad but not hurt, but the free and detached sound of the flute has a heartbreaking beauty! It is so beautiful that it is wanton and beautiful that it is brilliant! It is like a summer flower, with a moment of beauty!

Song Wan'er opened her eyes, and the man in front of her was still blowing it casually. The flute was pressed against his lips, and it seemed that he could not exhale. The freehand, leisurely and focused expression seemed as if only he and his flute were left in the world!

Song Wan'er had an illusion that Chu Yang in front of her seemed to have disappeared, and with the sound of the flute, it turned into a flying red petal!

The sound of the flute gradually became higher and fluttered around the sound of feathers. It smelled a little unreal, as if a gust of north wind blew, mercilessly blowing away the petals.

Song Wan'er suddenly felt a burst of heartache. She tried hard to stretch out her hands, trying to close the petals and keep their fate, but she was so powerless and could not do anything.

Tears flowed freely along her cheeks, making her carefully light makeup, but she didn't realize it at all.

Why, why did the sound of the flute clearly had no sadness, but only freehand and free and easy, but she cried?

I asked the flowers without saying a word, and the red flew across the swing! People were pitying the fate of the flowers, but the flowers flew away so freely. However, the light red back left solidified into a faint sadness, which was imprinted in people's hearts and could not be removed.

At the end of the song, Song Wan'er stood there in a daze, her whole body was shaking!

Looking at the tears on Song Wan'er's face, Chu Yang felt a little apologized.

The song just now was just trying to show the "bamboo rhyme" to this girl, but as soon as the sound of the flute started, he thought of his master Luo Qing. He himself couldn't help but be brought in by the artistic conception of the song. With emotion, Chu Yang actually entered a rare "in-hearted" state when he was playing.

For music practitioners, the cultivation of mind is far more important than the cultivation of strength. Without a profound cultivation of mind, there is no way to understand music. The achievements are limited. Chu Yang was talented in his previous life. Under the careful guidance of his master Luo Qing, he had already made elixirs in just over ten years. He was only a handful of five continents with many geniuses. However, Chu Yang's previous mental cultivation was very ordinary, so that when he arrived at the golden elixir, his progress suddenly became slow. It was only because in that life, he had been living with Luo Qing, living a peaceful life of cultivation. His state of mind was not shaky and had few ups and downs. Although such a state of mind could make him more focused and progress faster on the road of music practice, the fruits that had not been blown and beaten could not be truly mature.

Until the master's sect changed drastically, he suddenly separated from his master Luo Qing, who was dependent on each other, and after coming to Earth, he experienced many changes. Chu Yang's state of mind was in just over ten days, and he had experienced hardships that he had never imagined for more than ten years!

Although this process was painful, it also made him a blessing in disguise and further in his mental state of mind. Just like at this moment, in the song "Ranhong", although Chu Yang did not use the mental method of the master and did not inject a trace of true energy when playing it, it produced a hallucination effect that only appears when the music monks played the music. Just look at Song Wan'er, who was crying in front of him, you can tell the power of Chu Yang's song!

Song Wan'er was the first to be hit. Many of the people who happened to pass by on the street outside the door were captured by the sound of the flute, which was completely immersed in the spirit. Although the sound of the flute without the infusion of true energy and the blessing of magic weapons was greatly weakened, despite this, more than ten people were still attracted to the door of the store! Most of these people could not play the flute, and they even didn't know the name of the song, but this did not affect their being attracted by the song. Music is a silent language, but it can enter the hearts!

Chu Yang put down the flute and sighed secretly. What happened to him just now, Chu Yang, as a music practitioner, naturally knows more than anyone else. However, at this moment, he was not half distracted from the joy of increasing his cultivation level, but only had endless longing for Luo Qing.

"Master, where are you now? Are you okay? Yang'er misses you so much!" Chu Yang stood with a flute down his hand, a glimmer of gleam in his eyes, and tears were hidden in his eyes!

It took him a long time to raise his head, take a deep breath, and forcefully suppress his longing for Luo Qing.

After looking at Song Wan'er who was still standing in the store, and the customers standing outside the store, Chu Yang knew that he had to clean up the mess.

"Hey, what's the god? Let's wake up!" Chu Yang walked up to Song Wan'er and shouted loudly. Although his voice had no true essence, it had a special rhythm and charm. In just an instant, Song Wan'er was awakened by his shout.

Not only Song Wan'er was awakened, but also those who were standing outside the store. Almost all of them wiped the tears from their faces with a little embarrassed. The song just now was so touching that no one could remain indifferent unless it was a heart-warming heart.

Song Wan'er, who was awakened by Chu Yang, gave him a blank look, as if she was blaming him for awakening herself from the heartbreaking wonderful feeling. There was a hint of anger in her eyes.

At this time, everyone outside the store couldn't help but walk into the store and started talking around Chu Yang.

"Young man, what kind of song did you just play? It sounds so good!"

"That's right, it's so touching. I've never thought that the flute song was so good. I've heard it and cried."

"Young man, who did you learn this flute from? You have been practicing it for many years!"

...

Chu Yang looked at these enthusiastic people and was a little overwhelmed. After finally sending them away, it was more than half an hour later. Looking at the shop that finally calmed down, Chu Yang let out a long sigh and realized that Song Wan'er was still here.

"You~~~" Chu Yang looked at Song Wan'er and was about to say "Why haven't you left yet?" But Song Wan'er spoke first.

"I want to learn flute from you!" Song Wan'er looked at Chu Yang and said in an unpredictable tone.

"What?" Listening to Song Wan'er's words without end, Chu Yang thought something was wrong with his ears.
Chapter completed!