The jade zither falls on the moon, and the dreams among the flowers.

The seven strings flow, life and death become empty.

The moon-falling zither, woven in mysterious silk, can inherit the true energy, red beads and blue stones, lightly covered by water mist, and a spiritual weapon that is not a natural zither heart.

--------Comment on the Lost Moon Piano, Hidden Tower

A fire ignited on the long street.

Huang Wudi held the power of Dao Tai'a, but did not take the initiative to attack. He used Taiyue's sword technique to start with it. It was quite fusion of yin and yang, and claimed to be one, like a city wall standing, magical and mysterious.

In front of him, the darkness on the long street became twisted, as if burned by flames, causing the light to sway.

"Senior brother, take Yun Ji away! The farther the better..."

Huang Wudi said softly, his tone full of solemnity.

Chong and the old Taoist did not hesitate, turned around and grabbed Yun Ji and flew out.

The battle that was about to begin in front of him was something he could not intervene.

And the old Taohua who was walking out of the dark street ignored the rushing and the old Taoist escaped.

While walking towards Huang Wudi, who was defending with his sword, he flew past You Wuming who was standing in front of him.

He glanced at the magic knife in You Wuming's hand, shook his head and said:

"This knife is a waste for you to use."

You Wuming lowered his head and held the hilt tightly. His handsome and thin face was embarrassed, but he did not dare to refute.

"Brother Ziwei."

Yang Tao, the head of the Holy Fire Sect, stopped seven feet away from Huang Wudi. He was like an old man singing along the street, stroking the guqin in his hand.

He smiled kindly and said:

"I have no idea of ​​the sharpness of the powerful sword, but the younger generation has a request, so I can't sit by and watch.

It would be better to do this. Let me play a song to reduce my anger to Brother Ziwei. We will stop the army and sit down and discuss it. Wouldn’t it be nice?”

“It’s really beautiful.”

Huang Wudi mobilized the true energy of Taoist sect in his body, his clothes were swaying, and there was a rumbling sound of wind and sound.

As the Taia sword swayed gently, the four-foot sword circumference suddenly separated, and the purple halo brought by the true energy was like gauze, covering Huang Wudi, making him look more majestic.

He said in a deep voice:

"But I'm in a bad mood today and don't want to hear the sound of bamboo.

Since 14 years ago, after parting in Luoyang, I have no chance to compete with Brother Yang Tao. I have always heard that Brother Yang Tao has a great reputation. Otherwise, today, I will be in Suzhou City...

Give gestures?”

"Oh, I'm old and can't be beaten."

The old man Taohua waved his hand with a smile, and there was a strange golden true energy flowing between his fingers, like a jumping fire.

He said in a gentle tone to Huang Wudi, who was full of fighting spirit:

"You young people are at their peak, they are all over the world, laughing and proud of the martial arts world, etc.

Let’s listen to the piano music. I have been listening to the piano from a junior these days, and I have gained something occasionally, so I asked Brother Ziwei to appreciate it."

"Zheng~"

Yang Tao didn't have any finger protection, and her fingers swung on the ancient moon-falling piano in her hand.

When the zither music first sounded, it was the song "Plum Blossom Inscription" played by Chen Lan that day.

This is the charm of everyone, and the charm is naturally different.

Not only is the sound of the Luoyue Qin perfect, but the music at the beginning is completely different from Shen Lan's rather melodious style.

The sound of the chivermu is not just the gentle sound of the piano.

There is also a sense of cold plum blossoms and snow that is integrated into it.

With just a slight sound, Huang Wudi felt a chilling smell suddenly appear on the long street late at night, just like heavy snow.

This is not an illusion.

The old man Taohua used his true energy to inject the fallen moon piano, which triggered the mental illusion of the music, just like an illusion, but like a real thing.

This is why the ancient style of the moon-falling zither can be among the supreme twelve instruments.

It is said that this piano is the most spiritual thing among the twelve instruments.

Some people even say that there is also the aura of fairy spirit in this guqin.

Different piano music brings different senses or hallucinations to the enemy.

But the artistic conception of falling snow is full of murderous intent.

The invisible sound blade quietly mixed into it, and when the tune turned, several sound blades came towards you.

"Bang"

Huang Wudi danced the Tai A sword, and as the purple light dissipated, all the qi blades were shattered, and the true qi was broken. As before, wherever they went, flames rose and the temperature was very hot.

Just like the scorching sun at noon.

In just a few breaths, Huang Wudi was wrapped in flames.

But even Taoist Ziwei didn't even look at such a trick.

While he threw out the sword blade, the purple sword energy snatched the blade and collided with the sound blade, bringing up bricks and stone debris flying all over the street bricks and stones.

Another hand was holding the sword technique, so that the true energy was surging, and the rivers on the long street exploded.

The water was supported by the true energy and turned into raindrops, falling down in a scattered manner, extinguishing the surrounding fire.

When the flames dissipate, the music of the old man in Taohua is still smooth.

But Huang Wudi was no longer there.

In the dark night, the sword energy was moving rapidly, just like the thunder in spring. As the purple light shone, Huang Wudi and Tai'a sword in his hand had arrived in front of Yang Tao.

The powerful sword energy can be used to bully others.

But it is meaningless to be a master of the Demon Sect with strong internal skills like Taohua Old Man.

The martial arts of the Holy Fire Sect are already extremely strange. Such a method of using true energy to expel the enemy is difficult to truly hurt Yang Tao. If you want to win, you have to fight in close combat!

When fighting melee battles, Huang Wudi is not afraid at all!

The sword of the Victory Dao long sword appeared like a dragon, rolling up the sword shadows in the sky, just like a cloud mirror suddenly clearing, and the lonely light shone in the boundless light, breaking through the air without even a trace of sound.

With the blessing of the internal power of Taoist Ziwei, this sword was both urgent and fast.

Three cold lights shook off, proudly snow, like lightning.

Several consecutive sound blades were easily pierced by the Tai'a Sword. He held the sword in one hand, and his body was as if he was shocked, and he went straight into Yangtao's body three feet.

As the sword is about to pierce the neck of the old man Taohua.

But the latter seemed to have no sense, and still closed his eyes and played the piano, as if he was having fun.

"Zheng"

Just before the sword blade was added, the melodious sound of the piano suddenly changed.

The sharp sound was like a cracking rock, making Huang Wudi feel like he was about to cover his ears.

The Tai A sword that stabbed Yang Tao was blocked by the golden energy that was stormed and could not make any progress.

Burning!

The rolling heat waves came to my face, as if standing by the forging fireplace, Huang Wudi's wrists and sleeves were ignited instantly.

The golden true energy in front of him gathered into fists and rushed towards him fiercely.

"Ha ha ha ha"

Huang Wudi smiled a long time ago, his figure was clever, his toes were pointed at the ground, and in the blink of an eye, he fell into the seven feet before.

He waved casually, and the Taoist true energy extinguished the flames. The reckless man in Taishan laughed, holding the buzzing Taia in his hand, and said to Yang Tao who was frosty in front of him:

"Why didn't Brother Yangtao play it? That song is quite nice."

"It's just playing the piano to the cow."

The old man with peach blossom face is as cold as frost.

This Aegean man was naturally angry when he was interrupted by the music score.

He looked at Huang Wudi who was laughing loudly in front of him.

I knew that this guy did it on purpose.

"Since Brother Ziwei still wants to listen to it, then I will change another song."

Yang Tao narrowed her eyes, and golden light spots suddenly appeared in her eyes. The night sky around him was twisting even more violently, just like a panic and fierce fire burning wildly.
To be continued...