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Chapter 3 Sound Blade (1)

The protagonist's childhood has passed and has officially entered the theme. There will be another chapter updated at 5:00 and 8:00 tonight. Friends are welcome to collect it, and the recommendation tickets are smashed violently. Thank you.

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Spiritual magic is different from other types of magic. First, you must strengthen your own mental power, and then use special means to expose it, which can affect the opponent's spirit from all aspects. If elemental magic is to destroy the opponent's body, then mental magic is to destroy the opponent's soul.

Using the sound of the piano to exercise one's own mental power, then releasing one's own mental power through the sound of the piano, and using the different characteristics of the piano music to generate different mental fluctuations to attack or assist. This is the mystery of piano magic.

In the quiet bamboo forest, the wide, low and relaxed music constantly echoed. The six-year-old Ye Yinzhu, apart from practicing Dou Qi, even learning the piano and innocent heart, made him not have any distractions when doing anything. The "Green Water" piano music was played over and over again. The passage of time seemed to have nothing to do with him, and he was completely immersed in the mystery of the piano music.

Influenced by the sound of the piano, various small animals began to gather in the bamboo forest. Although they only dared to watch from a distance, they were obviously beginning to be intoxicated by Ye Yinzhu's piano music.

"Huh, who are you?" Qin Shang suddenly exhaled when he held the bamboo strips containing food in his hand and returned to the bamboo house. Qin Yin stopped abruptly and opened his eyes. Yin Zhu looked at Qin Shang's gaze curiously.

I don’t know when, five meters away from Ye Yinzhu, a little boy squatted there, sitting there blankly, looking at Ye Yinzhu playing the piano. The little boy looked about the same size as Yinzhu, and he was far less handsome than Yinzhu, but the lines on his face gave people a hard feeling. He was just a child! The most surprising thing was that he had purple hair. It looked very special purple hair. Among humans, hair of this color is very rare.

Hearing Qin Shang's voice, the little boy woke up, and his originally dull eyes showed strong hostility. He waited for Qin Shang, clenched his fists, pursed his lips, but said nothing.

Yinzhu ran to Qin Shang excitedly, took the bamboo strips, and smiled and said, "Grandpa Qin, look, my piano sound has attracted someone." As he said, he took out a fresh bamboo shoot from the bamboo strips and handed it to the purple-haired little boy, "Hello, please eat."

The little boy's gaze shifted from Qin Shang to Yin Zhu's face full of innocent smile, and his expression gradually changed. His clenched fists slowly loosened, took the bamboo shoots from Yin Zhu's hand, and nodded to him. Before Qin Shang asked again, he suddenly turned around and ran away. In the blink of an eye, he had already penetrated into the bamboo forest and disappeared.

Looking at the disappearing back of the purple-haired boy, Qin Shang couldn't help frowning. Could it be that the Zhu Sect's mysterious formation had expired? It seemed that the little boy seemed to be very hostile to him, but he relaxed when he looked at Yinzhu? Could it be that he was really attracted by Yinzhu's piano sound? He was just a magician, and Xiang Zhui could not catch up, so he had to let the little boy go.

Playing the piano during the day and practicing Dou Qi in Qin Shang’s piano at night is Ye Yinzhu’s simple life. However, since the appearance of the purple-haired boy, his simple life has added a bit of color.

Every morning, when Yinzhu starts playing the piano, the little boy with purple hair will appear quietly, sit aside, and listen quietly to him playing the piano. With such an audience, Yinzhu's process of practicing the piano seems to be less lonely.

The purple-haired boy has never said a word to anyone since his first appearance. When Yin Zhu was the only one, his expression was very calm, but as long as Qin Shang was present or Yin Zhu's parents and grandfather came to see him, the purple-haired boy would leave immediately.

Ye Chong once quietly followed the purple-haired boy, wanting to see where he came from, but he only found that the purple-haired boy also lives in the blue sky, less than two thousand meters away from where Yin Zhu was practicing Qin. It seems that he is no different from ordinary children. The bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest are his food. The lonely and arrogant purple-haired boy gradually gained recognition from everyone. Anyway, he would not talk to Yin Zhu, so it would not affect Yin Zhu's cultivation of the innocent Qin heart. Therefore, Qin Shang and Yin Zhu's family also accepted his existence. When Yin Zhu was idle, they would often talk to him, wear his clothes, and eat the food sent by his parents. The purple-haired boy just accepted it silently, but still said nothing. However, his eyes at Yin Zhu became softer and softer.

Spring goes and autumn comes, and in the blink of an eye, another ten years have passed. The handsome child has grown into a handsome young man. Yin Zhu's appearance is sixteen-pointed similar to his father Ye Chong, but he has inherited the softness of his mother. At the age of sixteen, he is about 1.8 meters tall, with a well-proportioned figure, a white robe that he wears all year round, and his drooping black hair, no matter how he looks, he is a handsome young man.

"Xiao Zi, Xiao Zi, where are you?" Ye Yinzhu, wearing a white robe, shouted loudly while walking forward. The sound of Qingyue echoed in the bamboo forest, circling and flowing like a piano sound.

Yin Zhu shouted for a long time, but there was no response. She couldn't help but stop and murmured: "Where has Xiao Zi gone? Why aren't there anyone?" Her eyes lit up, and a smile appeared on her face. "It's there." As she said, he sat cross-legged on the ground, with a silver light flashing on the middle finger of her left hand. Suddenly, a guqin appeared out of thin air. The zither body was thick and round, paulownia, yellow in color, pine and ancient in texture, chestnut shell paint, snake belly broken pattern, clam emblem, round dragon pond, oval phoenix swamp, dragon pond nayin slightly upturned, goose foot, and red agate made of peg.

When he looked at this guqin, his soft and clear eyes suddenly became more obsessed. "The song "Yangguan Sandistan" requires the peaceful Jiuxiao Huan Peiqin to play it, and I don't believe you won't come out."

With eight fingers on both hands, the sound of the zither was suddenly filled with sadness and lingering music. This is a song that represents parting. As soon as the piano sound came out, Yinzhu was completely immersed in the artistic conception of the piano sound.

The dark red light slowly hovered around his body, forming a circle of sound waves floating outwards. There were no large animals in the Blue Sky Sea, but at this time, all the birds and small animals converged in the direction of Yinzhu at extremely fast speed. For a moment, the sarcastic sounds of various animals kept ringing, and the surrounding Yinzhu gradually became lively.

"Yangguan Sandie" is named after a tune that is sung three times. The melody is full of reluctance to part with friends. The piano sound is full of reluctance to leave. Yinzhu's mind is constantly showing bits of bits of life in the blue sky. A faint sadness in his eyes makes his elegant temperament feel a little more melancholy.

The song "Yangguan Sandistan" ended in a heart-stirring mood. Yin Zhu pressed the strings with her hands, causing the lingering sound to completely dissipate. She said sadly: "I'm sorry, friends, I'm really leaving. However, I will definitely come back to see you. I don't want to leave either, but both grandpas said I must go out and see the outside world. This song is even a farewell to you."
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