Chapter 903

There is an ancient fairy mountain in the central area of the tailing region. I don't know how many years it has been. The mountain peaks rise into the sky. The whole fairy mountain seems to be shrouded in clouds and filled with immortality.

Between the clouds and fog, the magnificent buildings are looming. It is difficult to see the whole shape, but you can feel a majestic atmosphere, just like a fairyland on earth.

From the foot of Xianshan mountain to the top of the mountain, there is a very wide ancient road, 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. They were devout and asked for questions about martial arts. It can be called the scene of a prosperous age and spectacular.

Today, however, the ancient road is extremely quiet, there is no human shadow, and the steps are covered with dust, as if few people have stepped on it.

At one moment, a middle-aged figure came out of the void slowly, without any breath, like an ordinary person. However, his eyes were as deep as stars, like seeing through all things in the world and understanding the warmth and coldness of human feelings.

"Here I am." Simon looked down at the ancient road and muttered to himself.

This ancient road has appeared countless times in his dream. Tens of thousands of years ago, he walked down this ancient road and was reluctant to part from his beloved. His heart was like a knife. Countless days and nights, he dreamed of coming here again and doing what he wanted to do.

Today, he finally came.

With a gentle step forward, Ximen's solitary smoke body immediately disappeared in place and appeared on the ancient road the next moment.

"You said you liked listening to the long Pavilion farewell best. You said that this song is pure and flawless, with extraordinary artistic conception. It can make people return to nature and carefree. Today I will play it for you." Ximen Gu Yan murmured, his eyes were very gentle and showed a touch of warmth. At this time, he was not like the flamboyant Qin devil, but like a refined scholar.

When his palm was raised, a purple light shone out. It was a long piano with an ancient and simple style. There were wisps of light flowing on the strings, which converged together, bright and dazzling, emitting strong fluctuations.

The name of this Qin, Han Yan, was taken by his beloved woman.

Ximen was sitting in the air in a solitary shape. The Han Yan Qin was placed on his knees. He lowered his head and put his fingers on the strings. Then a succession of piano sounds sounded. The piano sounds were beautiful and ethereal, just like the sound of nature, and kept floating away into the distance.

His fingers gently stirred on the string. Simon's eyes closed slowly, his face showed selflessness, and a faint smile came into his mouth. Scenes of the past appeared in his mind, beautiful and gorgeous. His youth in the past seemed to reappear today.

With the continuous sound of the piano, Simon's lonely body also gradually went from the ladder to the top of the mountain, as if he was going to walk this ancient road.

Sanqing mountain is thousands of feet high. The sound from the foot of the mountain will not reach the top of the mountain. However, at this time, there is a melodious piano sound on the top of the mountain, which is warm and intoxicating.

After hearing the sound, countless people stopped their actions and closed their eyes, as if they were infected by the artistic conception in the sound, intoxicated in it, and couldn't extricate themselves.

In their minds, suddenly there are scenes. They see the picture of themselves with their favorite people, which is so beautiful, happy and relaxed.

However, in the end, they still have to separate. All faces can't help showing a sad look. Some even shed tears and felt very sad in their hearts.

"Who is playing such a sad piano?" Someone opened his eyes and asked, the music has a profound artistic conception, and the music is pure and beautiful. Obviously, the player is very extraordinary. I don't know who plays the piano.

Gradually, the piano sound was introduced into many palaces. Even though many people were practicing, the piano sound seemed to penetrate everything and spread into their minds. Many people retreated from the state of cultivation and trembled at it.

Who wrote this song?

Shangqing palace is the residence of the leader of Sanqing fairy palace. At this time, there are also piano sounds in Shangqing palace.

A white robed middle-aged man stood on the edge of the palace and looked into the distance. There was a bright light shining in his eyes, as if he saw a scene far away.

"You did come." The middle-aged man in white robe said to himself that there was no big wave on his face. Since he sent someone to sunset smoke city last time, he knew that the day was not far away.

This white robed middle-aged man is now the leader of Sanqing fairy palace, Zhuge Xuan.

At the same time, on Sanqing Xianshan, in a very deserted palace.

A beautiful figure is leaning against the fence. The woman has long hair and waist, beautiful face, good figure and skin better than snow. She wears a long skirt to reveal her fairy like temperament and is free from vulgarity. Her eyes as clear as water are extremely beautiful, like talking and very spiritual.

The woman's beautiful eyes stared at the beautiful scenery outside the window, as if she saw God. At this time, a piano sound suddenly came, and a light curtain suddenly appeared outside the palace. The endless light flowed on the light curtain, bright and gorgeous, as if to isolate everything, as if to prevent the piano sound from entering the palace.

When the woman saw this scene, her beautiful eyes immediately stagnated, and her calm state of mind couldn't help but make a ripple. Is he coming?

The sound of the zither came continuously, which seemed to contain incomparably powerful power, and faintly turned into essence. The aura between heaven and earth flew wildly, turned into countless sharp swords, condensed the sword storm, and all went towards the light curtain.

"Puff..."

The sword Qi crossed the sky and stabbed on the light curtain. However, the light on the light curtain flowed rapidly, with ancient patterns looming, containing the power of the road, blocking all the sword Qi and isolating it from the outside.

On the ancient road, Ximen's solitary smoke seemed to feel something. His eyebrows were slightly wrinkled. Suddenly, his fingers trembled rapidly, and the piano sound changed suddenly, becoming fast and sharp. It seemed as if there were notes jumping out one after another, as if with endless sharp meaning, trying to tear everything apart.

In an instant, the wind and cloud on the top of Sanqing mountain rolled, the wind roared, the void vibrated, lightning and thunder sounded like the end.

Screams came and went, and countless people looked extremely painful. They covered their ears with their hands. They only felt that a terrible sword penetrated their minds and their souls would 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, there was a piano sound storm brewing. At the same time, countless terrible swords came out of the void, carrying unparalleled power and stabbing on the light curtain again.

In an instant, the roaring sound came out, mixed with the sound of sword gas breaking. The light curtain shook violently, and the ancient patterns on the light curtain became more and more solid, revealing an extremely terrible atmosphere.

I saw that the ancient pattern was getting bigger and bigger, and the immortal light was shining everywhere. It stood in the void. It was extremely sacred and contained Taoist power. It was like a natural barrier and indestructible.

Looking at the appearance of the ancient pattern, the woman's delicate body trembled slightly, and then a color of joy appeared in her beautiful eyes. A line of clear tears fell down her cheeks. However, there was a smile on her beautiful face, which was so beautiful that it was suffocating and tarnished the world!

Few people know she is here, and few people who know her are here dare to do such a thing, except him.

The piano sound vibrated endlessly, made a sharp sound, and condensed into essence. Countless terrible sharp notes ran through the void and cut on the ancient pattern. I saw that the pattern was rotating rapidly, and endless immortal light appeared to wrap all the notes. Then the terrible power erupted and wiped them out.

"Hum!" Ximen's eyes suddenly opened with a cold hum, and a sharp color flashed across them.

His fingers trembled violently. In an instant, the music of the whole heaven and earth seemed to riot. The thunder shook and the wind and cloud roared, releasing a strong smell of destruction.

The terrible note seemed to be prompted, and suddenly burst into a strong momentum. There were great road light patterns blooming from the void and pounding on the pattern.

With a soft sound, the ancient pattern trembled violently, and then there was a crack on it. Then the crack expanded and became dense, and finally burst completely.

When the crack appears, the piano sound changes in an instant. It is no longer like the storm, but still becomes the same gentle and affectionate tune as before. It is affectionate, introverted and implicit.

The minds of all people on Sanqing Xianshan returned to calm, and their faces showed an extremely frightening color. There were waves in their hearts. The piano sound just now was so terrible, but it could change suddenly. How terrible should the player be?

This is Sanqing fairy mountain. Who dares to be presumptuous here?

When the woman heard the music, the smile on her face became more and more brilliant and beautiful. From the music, she saw many familiar pictures, which were the most cherished memories in her mind and dared not forget at any time.

He came after all these years.

The woman's eyes were filled with a touch of emotion. Her heart was not only happy, but also worried about it. When he came, what about the ice moon?

The sound of the piano rang through the sky of Sanqing mountain. At this moment, countless people in Sanqing fairy palace were shocked by it. They rose up in the air and shot around. They wanted to know who the player was, but they were so presumptuous.

Those of the older generation did not move, and their faces were dignified.

They all know who the visitor is, the piano sound and the style of action have not changed in the slightest over the years, as if he was born so frivolous, arrogant and unrestrained.

At this time, I saw a figure in white stepping in the air from a distance, with long hair flying, handsome face and calm look. The whole body seemed to be surrounded by a wisp of Fairy Spirit. The whole person looked extremely sacred, like a real fairy.

"See the palace master!" Everyone worshipped Zhuge Xuan and looked extremely respectful.

The young disciples trembled in their hearts, raised their heads slightly, looked at the great figure in the air, and showed a look of awe and respect on their faces.

The palace leader is a peerless figure standing at the top of the Tianxuan nine domains and a God in their hearts.

At this moment, even the palace leader was shocked. Who is that person?