Qingfengju, Ye Futian and Zhuge Mingyue came and found Zhuge Qingfeng.

Zhuge Qingfeng looked at the two, tomorrow is Mingyue's engagement day. Ye Futian and Zhuge Mingyue came to find him today. Do you want to make your last effort?

"Everyone retreated." Zhuge Mingyue said to Qingfengju's attendant.

Zhuge Qingfeng looked at Zhuge Mingyue curiously, but listened to Ye Futian saying, "Uncle, I want to ask you to taste a piano piece."

"Is the Futian Song?" Zhuge Qingfeng smiled and said, "I have heard a lot of replies these days, and the artistic conception is transcendent, and the song of the emperor."

"This time, it's a little different." Ye Futian said.

"Oh?" Zhuge Qingfeng said curiously: "Then I'll listen."

"Can Qingfengju be blocked?" Ye Futian said again, Zhuge Qingfeng showed a strange look, but nodded. A purple light flashed in his pupils. He looked up at the void. In an instant, endless spiritual energy surged between the world, as if it turned into wisps of runes, like a barrier, directly blocking this area.

"Okay." Zhuge Qingfeng said to Ye Futian.

"Thank you uncle." Ye Futian nodded, then sat cross-legged in a place. His temperament became quiet and peaceful, and Guqin's horror appeared in front of him.

Zhuge Qingfeng and Zhuge Mingyue both sat aside, watching Ye Futian play quietly.

The melodious piano sounded, and the two of them quietly admired it, as if they were in a painting.

It was the scene of two young men exploring the world, unrestrained and free and romantic. Zhuge Qingfeng felt that when the two emperors traveled around the world, what kind of friendship was that from their youth, and why did Emperor Ye Qing end up becoming a taboo?

The piano continued, and the artistic conception changed little by little, from melodious to calm, to high-pitched, exciting, and magnificent pictures appeared in my mind. Zhuge Qingfeng closed his eyes and listened quietly. Even if a strong man like him listened to the floating song, he would still feel that this was a kind of enjoyment.

He seemed to be intoxicated by it. Gradually, he felt the breath of the emperor from the piano music and rushed towards him. The spirit of looking down on the world was to hold the sword in his hand and command China.

"No." Zhuge Qingfeng was immersed in the sound of the piano and suddenly felt something was wrong. How could this artistic conception be so strong, stronger than before?

When his eyes opened, he saw the handsome young man still playing the piano. His fingers flew, and a golden light appeared on his body. It was a transcendent demeanor, as if Ye Futian had transformed into a young emperor at this moment, as if he was young, he was composing this piano piece. He seemed to be integrated with the piano piece. The artistic conception was not only the artistic conception in the piano piece, but also the artistic conception on his body.

Zhuge Qingfeng's expression suddenly released a dazzling light. He looked up at the surrounding world. The speed of spiritual energy between the world seemed to be controlled by Qinqu. The endless spiritual energy radiance fell down and descended around Ye Futian's body, causing him to bathe in an extremely sacred seven-color light.

But Ye Futian was still playing quietly, and the artistic conception of the piano music was still getting stronger. He seemed to be trying to fully reveal the artistic conception of the Futian song. This top ten famous songs in China seemed to truly release its glory at this moment.

Zhuge Mingyue smiled and watched Ye Futian play, not too surprised, as if the junior brother should have been like this.

The artistic conception was still getting stronger. Zhuge Qingfeng did not speak, nor did he interrupt Ye Futian. At this moment, he looked at the young man sitting cross-legged and felt extremely terrifying, and wanted to worship him, as if the person in front of him was an emperor or a descendant of the emperor.

He suddenly thought that he only knew that Ye Futian's talent was extraordinary, that he came from the same place as his daughter, in the East Wasteland Realm.

However, where did Ye Futian get out?

Why, it is simply incredible that he has such power, like an emperor.

Finally, the sound of the piano gradually calmed down and stopped, but Zhuge Qingfeng was not calm inside. The piano music seemed to be still echoing in his mind at this moment, and the artistic conception seemed to be lingering.

"Uncle, how about this piano piece?" Ye Futian raised his head, looked at Zhuge Qingfeng with clear eyes, with a faint smile on his face.

Zhuge Qingfeng looked at the young man in front of him seriously. Ye Futian was naturally extremely handsome, and he rarely saw such a handsome person. His eyes were clean and clear, but he seemed to be unable to see through.

"Perfect." Zhuge Qingfeng said.

"Thank you for your praise, uncle." Ye Futian said: "This piano piece comes from the Tianshan Mountains in the East Desert. The Shuang Emperors once left a piano piece there, which is the Futian Song, which I got."

Zhuge Qingfeng nodded, he knew about this.

"The Emperor Donghuang issued a ban, not allowing sages from the outside world to enter the Eastern Wilderness. No one has stepped on the top of the Tianshan Mountains. Even if it really arrives, it is impossible to crack this piano music and get it. The piano music is hidden in the artistic conception of flying snow all over the sky, and it is necessary to resonate with it before you can get it." Ye Futian continued to speak, and Zhuge Qingfeng still listened quietly without interrupting.

He knew that Ye Futian might have to tell himself some secret things, which were related to the piano music left by the Shuangdi.

"And I can resonate with it, and once integrated with the meaning of Tianshan Mountain, killing many people on the Tianshan Mountain who are far higher than me." Ye Futian continued: "Do you know where I came from?"

"I only know that you are from Donghuangcaotang." Zhuge Qingfeng said.

"Before I went to the Eastern Wilderness, I came from a farther place. My hometown was in a vast ocean. It was an island city with almost no connection with the outside world. But a big event happened there ten years ago. I wonder if my uncle had heard of it. It was rumored that the last statue of Emperor Ye Qing in the world appeared there, and a powerful snow ape guarded there. Later, Emperor Donghuang came and destroyed everything."

"I don't know if my uncle knows it. I have a good relationship with Yuan Zhan, and I know the same stick method. That was what I taught him. This stick method was taught by the snow ape." Ye Futian spoke slowly.

"Are you a descendant of the Qing Emperor?" Zhuge Qingfeng's heart was beating. There was no saint in the deserted state, and the powerful people in the holy realm were legends. The Human Emperor established the Taoist throne and was even more supreme.

Qingdi, what level is that?

Now, Ye Futian is talking about a secret about the Qing Emperor.

But Ye Futian shook his head: "I don't know who I am, but there is one thing I know very well. As I said to my uncle that day, Bai Luli is also incomparable to my talent. No matter whether he can become a holy realm, I will definitely be able to reach that realm."

Zhuge Qingfeng stared at Ye Futian. He admitted that at this moment he was completely convinced by Ye Futian that a person who might have something to do with the Qing Emperor, even if the Holy Realm is a legend, would still believe that Ye Futian could do it, and as he said, his talent must be above Bai Luli.

"You are giving your life to me." Zhuge Qingfeng said, no matter who Ye Futian is, Emperor Ye Qing is a taboo figure in China today. As long as he has something to do with Emperor Ye Qing, if this secret is known, he will definitely suffer disaster.

Let’s talk about him, he can take Ye Futian directly and send it to the location of Emperor Xia. Perhaps, he will receive a heavy reward.

"My uncle and I have no hatred. On the contrary, based on my relationship with my second senior sister, why did my uncle harm me?" Ye Futian said: "What does it mean to be the one who agreed to this engagement?"

"First, because my uncle's teacher hopes that there will be a saint in Huangzhou. Second, if this saint can have a good relationship with the Zhuge family, then, even without this marriage, there will be a saint in Huangzhou. Therefore, my uncle is not contrary to the teacher's wishes. Moreover, I am also a disciple of the Taoist Palace. Second, is my uncle a close relationship with Bai Luli and his second senior sister, or is it better for me to have a better relationship with my second senior sister?"

Ye Futian said, Zhuge Qingfeng looked at him, and many thoughts instantly appeared in his mind. Ye Futian was asking him a problem.

"The talent of the Yu Sheng is also stronger than that of Bai Luli." Ye Futian said, then stood up and said, "Uncle, I will say goodbye first."

As he said that, he turned around and left. What a person Zhuge Qingfeng is. Many things need not be said too clearly, and he will measure them in his heart.

If it were not for the last resort, he would not have told Zhuge Qingfeng the secret. After all, one more person would have more danger.

But in the current situation, Zhuge Qingfeng's will is the only person who may affect the overall situation. In addition to him, it is the Dao Palace.

The person who came to the Supreme Saint Dao Palace was from the Saint Palace, and the second palace master Liu Chan was Bai Luli's teacher. He did not know the elders of the Saint Palace, so he dared not take risks.

"Father, I've given you my life, too, it's my life." Zhuge Mingyue said to Zhuge Qingfeng, and then left.

"Is your father that unbearable?" Zhuge Qingfeng spoke lightly, looking at the two of them leaving, he felt very complicated inside.

What a grand occasion was the appearance of two generations of heavenly sons in the Taoist Palace, but why did it make such a fuss?

Maybe Daogong was a little anxious.

Now that the arrow is on the string, he has to fire it. He can foresee that the two generations of heavenly sweet sons will be in opposition, and he is very worried.

………

Ye Futian and Zhuge Mingyue went back and rested. The Xuanwu City was brightly lit tonight, which was destined to be a sleepless night.

The next day, a trace of fish white appeared in the sky, and Xuanwu City was sensation.

The day when Bai Luli and Zhuge Mingyue got engaged finally came, and countless people were looking forward to it.

In the early morning, the weather was slightly cool. On the top of a lonely peak next to Wolong Mountain, there was a figure in white. He looked into the distance and could directly see the prosperity on Wolong Mountain from here.

He held a letter in his hand, with a line of handwriting on it and a shocking blood-colored handwriting.

He had been standing here for a whole night, thinking.

The teacher once said that the truth in this world is the most important, and everything in the world has reason to find.

But now, he found that the teacher seemed to be right, and things like love were not very reasonable!
Chapter completed!