landbeastnovel The Two Hundred And Seventieth Chapters Become One For One Person
The Two Hundred And Seventieth Chapters Become One For One Person
Ning Qiushui looked puzzled, seeing Dongfang Fuqing's posture, instead of letting her play the piano, he asked her to cast the piano instead?
Dongfang Fuqing handed the wood and strings to Ning Qiushui and explained, "Miss Qiushui, your obsession is too deep."
"As someone who repairs the qin, you should understand that if you want the music to have a verve, you must first cultivate your mind and seek a mind that is at ease."
Ning Qiushui became more and more confused. For thousands of years of cultivation, she has always been unfettered, so what is her obsession?
After thinking for a while, Jiang Zhi Ge's face suddenly appeared in Ning Qiushui's mind.
Her expression was slightly stagnant, and she suddenly realized that she was obsessed with Jiang Zhi Ge.
When he was in Tianyun Pavilion, a mandarin duck broke up, so Ning Qiushui couldn't love him and left sadly.
After thousands of years of ups and downs, she has never forgotten Jiang Zhi Ge, and she has no tolerance for other men.
Now with Jiang Zhi Ge, Ning Qiushui only has Jiang Zhi Ge in his heart.
She asked Dongfang Fuqing for advice, all she thought was how to follow in Jiang Zhi Ge's footsteps, to be able to stay by Jiang Zhi Ge's side forever, and every rhythm seemed to be playing only for him.
With this kind of obsession, Ning Qiushui naturally could not get the Dao of Dongfang Fuqing.
Thinking of this, Ning Qiushui felt much more relaxed. She stretched out her hand to take the wood and strings, and said with a smile, "Thanks to Emperor Wuyun for enlightenment."
As Dongfang Fuqing said, everyone has a different way.
And she only played the piano for Jiang Zhi Ge, and there was nothing wrong with her.
In other words, this is the real meaning of her practice of the piano.
Jiang Zhi Ge, who was next to him, looked at the wood and the strings, and wondered, "If there are strings, it should be for casting, but why only six strings?"
The wood and strings that Dongfang Fuqing took out are all treasures that are hard to find in the world.
Each string is different and contains the power of the Dao.
However, Yaoqin has seven strings of Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, Yu, Wen and Wu, but he only took out six strings.
"The qin came out, just to play the rhythm, and it has never been restricted to only seven strings."
Dongfang Fuqing shook his head. Playing the qin is nothing but the rhythm.
Some people reduced it to the sanxian, and some added it to eight or nine strings. He gave six strings, but it was just a template for Ning Qiushui.
Ning Qiushui did not speak, but with spiritual power attached to his fingertips, he lowered his head and devoted himself to casting the qin.
After building the body out of wood, she began to carefully wind the violin.
However, as soon as the strings touched the body, they snapped suddenly and could not be safely put into the body.
Ning Qiushui was not discouraged by this and picked up the second string and continued to try.
Unfortunately, the strings are still broken, as if repelling her power.
Repeat this several times until only the last two strings remain.
Ning Qiushui's eyes were slightly red, and he could only continue to work hard to wind the piano.
boom!
Even though the strength is very appropriate, the strings will still snap.
Ning Qiushui lowered his head, his vision was blurred by tears, and his trembling hands did not have the courage to pick up the last string.
If this one is broken again, she can only stop and ask the profound realm for the rest of her life.
Ning Qiushui didn't have much yearning for power, she only hated that she couldn't go further and stayed by Jiang Zhi Ge's side forever.
Jiang Zhi Ge's face was ugly, he looked at Dongfang Fuqing, who was expressionless, trying to find some answers from the other party's eyes.
Dongfang Fuqing didn't mean to wake up, and his expressionless expression looked very indifferent.
Jiang Zhi Ge closed his eyes and pondered for a while, and then suddenly looked at Ning Qiushui's hand that was bleeding from the strings.
Just as Ning Qiushui picked up the last string, Jiang Zhi Ge walked behind him and held her hand, working hard with her to wind the piano.
With Jiang Zhi Ge's help, Ning Qiushui's piano body, which was originally extremely repelling, suddenly became gentle and kind.
The last string was easily tied to the wild goose's feet.
After that, the broken strings were gradually restored, and they were placed on the body in the hands of the two.
Jiang Zhi Ge breathed a sigh of relief, as he expected.
The answer is not to build the qin together, but to connect the hearts and minds together.
When the six strings were finished, Ning Qiushui and Jiang Zhi Ge still felt that something was wrong, and they didn't know what to do for a while.
At this moment, Dongfang Fuqing suddenly smiled and said with emotion: "It seems that this star is not last night, and it seems that this bosom friend is not the past."
"Thousands of years have passed, and this is still the case, and the art of piano will not wither."
Repairing the piano is nothing more than seeking a friend.
Different bosom friend, Tao will also be different.
At this moment, Ning Qiushui's way is already Jiang Zhi Ge alone.
There is no fickle yearning, and there is no ever-changing in the rhythm.
All I want in my life is Jiang Zhi Ge.
For one person, into one, all kinds of affection, hidden in the rhythm.
How much Ning Qiushui loves Jiang Zhi Ge, how far she can go on the piano.
According to Dongfang Fuqing today, with Ning Qiushui's affection, it is just around the corner to enter the Emperor Realm.
Jiang Zhi Ge didn't understand, but Ning Qiushui's fingertips suddenly appeared, and he added another string to the body of the piano.
And at this moment, her qi has been sublimated, breaking through to the peak of the Profound Questioning Realm.
"Three-foot Yaoqin asks your heart, and one string and one pillar echoes back."
"Where the law goes, what the Tao seeks, and where the love goes."
"Have a heart."
Ning Qiushui murmured in a low voice, and the words stretched like Lyra.
The surrounding scene changed accordingly, and there was a bit of a rhythmic artistic conception of the oriental rejuvenation.
She always fingered the qin, and added a string to the qin body.
At this time, Jiang Zhi Ge also came back to his senses, and he had mixed feelings for a while.
He gently embraced Ning Qiushui, immersed in the surrounding mood.
No rhyme is better than a rhyme, and the affection between the two at this moment is the best Lyra in the world.
Ning Qiushui held Jiang Zhi Ge's hand around his waist and said with a light smile, "Azhi, this qin will be called Qiushui in the future."
"And this eighth string is called Zhige."
It's not the end of the Ge, but the end of the Ge of Jiang Zhi Ge.
Jiang Zhi Ge looked sideways, facing Ning Qiushui's affectionate eyes.
The love is so deep that no words are needed, and the two quietly kiss each other.
This kiss symbolizes the two people's complete confirmation of their relationship.
For the two of them, there is no need to use the phrase "I love you", and there is no need to go to church to get married, Feng Guanxia.
The most affectionate confession is Qiushui and Zhige.
After a long time, the two turned their heads to look, and the figure of Dongfang Fuqing was no longer around.
The two looked at each other, stood up and bowed to nothingness.
"Thank you senior for making it happen."
"Thank you senior for making it happen."
This time, Jiang Zhi Ge also used the word "senior".
Dongfang Fuqing is not only to help Ning Qiushui succeed in enlightenment, but also the best moon man of Ning Qiushui and Jiang Zhi Ge.
Ning Qiushui's way is Jiang Zhi Ge. In the future, as long as Jiang Zhi Ge doesn't die, he is confident to help Ning Qiushui reach the emperor's realm.
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Inside the Emperor's Tomb, Qu Yun, who was covered in bruises and wounds, fell from the fragments of his life and soul.
He vomited blood, and he couldn't stand still, but his eyes flashed with excitement.
At this moment, Qu Yun was exuding scarlet saber intent, and in his hand was holding a terrifying big saber that contained ancient savage energy.