Yue Buqun: I'm already cultivating immortality, why would I still want to be the leader?

Unconscious.

Yue Buqun began to chant.

This song.

The artistic conception emerges.

It directly depicts the countless lonely days and nights, and the pain of sleeping in the open air.

Bai Feifei and Lin Shiyin seemed to see the stars moving and the world changing.

I also vaguely felt a kind of heavy pressure, as if I were carrying a mountain and couldn't move at all.

Gradually.

The history and vicissitudes of life covered with moss also came out.

Even if the song ends, the song is still there.

Their minds were also immersed in it and unable to extricate themselves.

"What song is this?"

Bai Feifei blinked her bright big eyes.

Lin Shiyin was even more expectant.

"Five hundred years have seen the world turn into a sea of change."

Yue Buqun originally wanted to talk about "Journey to the West".

Then I suddenly remembered that Journey to the West seemed to be born a hundred years later.

So I chose another way to describe it: "This is a piece of music that was inspired by a certain myth. It's a leisurely and elegant piece, don't take it too seriously."

"Is this Xianya?"

"Then what is Daya?"

Lin Shiyin asked with a little temper.

Yue Buqun's talent is clearly unrivaled in the world.

There's absolutely no need to be modest.

"That's right."

"My husband is simply too indifferent to fame and fortune."

Bai Feifei sighed.

If Yue Buqun spread a few of these songs casually.

He must be a master in the field of music.

"At worst, I can find some time later to write a piano score."

“Just treat it as a legacy.”

Upon seeing this, Yue Buqun casually agreed.

Unexpectedly, this played into Bai Feifei and Lin Shiyin's hands.

"that would be great."

"Husband, you should have done this long ago."

The two women were very excited.

Bai Feifei then emphasized, "But my husband, you have to be careful. The piece you edited contains many extremely advanced techniques. This is because we have high martial arts skills and nimble fingers to play it. Ordinary people need to acquire the corresponding skills to perform it."

"what?"

Yue Buqun was stunned.

He hadn't thought about that at all.

Then he asked gloomily, "Do I have to write a book on piano fingering techniques?"

He was just talking casually.

Unexpectedly, Bai Feifei nodded quickly.

Lin Shiyin said firmly, "If Senior Brother Yue can really create such a fingering method, he will be a groundbreaking master of qin music."

"Really?"

Yue Buqun began to suspect that the two women were fooling him.

You know, this kind of fingering is not difficult.

It is just a simplified and modified version of the finger techniques of a dexterity-type martial art.

It is extremely difficult to upgrade your martial arts.

But simplifying it downwards is so easy.

Don’t talk about Yue Buqun.

Cheng Buyou and Cong Buqi can both use Huashan swordsmanship.

In a short period of time, a more basic entry-level sword technique was simplified.

"Fei Fei might be lying to you."

Bai Feifei pointed at Lin Shiyin and asked, "But will she?"

"Ok."

Yue Buqun nodded casually.

He doesn't really care about this matter.

"What's playing next?"

Lin Shiyin felt very happy when she saw that Yue Buqun believed in her so much.

But in order to hide her emotions, she took the initiative to start a new topic.

"The one just now."

“I like this feeling of being lost and helpless.”

Bai Feifei spoke, thought, and finally laughed.

Lin Shiyin asked, "Are you worried about the Blue Scorpion?"

After Ding Baiyun disappeared.

Huashan naturally couldn't sit idly by.

Feng Buping carried his sword and went down the mountain, first going to Ding's house, and then leaving the country.

Blue Scorpion, who had lived outside the Great Wall since childhood and was half a local tyrant, was ordered by Bai Feifei to go along.

"No."

"I'm just worried about that little girl Ding Baiyun."

Bai Feifei was obviously not thinking about this.

But she still followed the topic and found a very reasonable excuse.

"Yes."

"There's the bad example of Madam Peach Blossom."

Lin Shiyin murmured.

The tragedy of Lady Taohua is definitely an extremely bad precedent.

All the female heroes in the martial arts world hate him.

"The unluckiest one is Lu Huanong, right?"

Yue Buqun murmured.

Lu Hualong.

Gui Hai Bai Lian's wife.

Gui Hai Yidao's mother.

She was once a famous beauty in the world.

But now she has become the wife of a rapist and murderer who has committed countless crimes.

This is a good example of how fate plays tricks on people.

This is the end.

The two women were silent.

Unable to continue.

The grassland in early winter.

White snow.

The cold wind raged.

The snow-covered Luomapo was eerily quiet.

It is quieter and deader than the cold winter night.

Because at least in the cold winter there is the sound of the wind, and there are people and animals hiding.

But there is no life here.

A dead silence.

Sack.

For the grassland people.

This is a very unlucky name.

But in the eyes of the Han army, this was once a place of glory.

Because the Ming army once set foot here and captured it.

This prosperous place, once one of the landmarks on the grassland, was turned into a military camp.

Now there are no Han troops stationed there.

But here is the key living water.

A group of heroes came here.

A huge manor was built here.

Because safety and drinking water are guaranteed.

Many caravans used this place as a transit and supply station when they were trading, and many small tribes used this place as a transit and supply station when they were migrating.

We also trade some daily necessities.

Over time.

This place became a trading point for caravans inside and outside the pass.

Business became more prosperous.

The first stop for caravans from the east and west, north and south, Han and foreign nationalities when leaving the country, or before entering the country, all chose this place.

Today it is today.

Luomapo was renamed Haohanzhuang.

The owner of the manor, Xue Bin, is famous both inside and outside the Great Wall.

however.

At this time, Haohanzhuang was quiet.

There is no life.

There was no neighing of horses either.