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- Ye Futian walked out slowly and came to the center of the square. Countless eyes fell on him. Naturally, the younger generations need not say more. Ye Futian has already proved his strength. The older generation also paid attention. Now that he has returned to East Sea City as a cripple, how talented is his disciple?
I saw Ye Futian put Guqin Duyou in front of him, and then sat down slowly. At this time, he was dressed in white, and his temperament was outstanding, like a tree facing the wind.
Lin Xiyue stared at Ye Futian's figure with beautiful eyes, took a deep breath, and felt a little turbulent. She once thought he was just an ordinary luthier who went to the Luo Palace to meet the world, but Ye Futian showed his glory in the first battle. Gong defeated Zhou Mu, so how good is the handsome figure in front of him?
Father Lin next to him glanced at her. In fact, he knew the news of Ye Futian's defeat of Zhou Mu, but he didn't tell Lin Xiyue that this girl seemed to be interested in that boy, and Ye Futian, as a disciple of the Qin Demon, , and offended Huasheng and Ziwei Palace, the future road will be very tortuous, not to mention, he already has a girlfriend, the one from the Nandou family, and he doesn't want his daughter to fall into it. increase sadness.
Mu Hong also stared at Ye Futian, but his eyes were slightly gloomy.
Ye Futian looked up at the sunset in the sky, a smile appeared in his clean eyes, and he said slowly: "I created this song myself, the name of the song, hero."
As soon as the words fell, he saw him touching the piano with both hands, sliding his fingertips on the strings, and the melodious music came out slowly.
"He didn't challenge anyone, he just played the qin music." Everyone's eyes flashed. However, today's purpose is to see outstanding disciples show off their demeanor, and they don't have to challenge others. It is a means of expression, so naturally there is no problem.
Soon everyone didn't think much about it, and the music sounded for a while, and they were put into a wonderful artistic conception.
The melody was cheerful and clear at first, and as the zither sound entered their ears, a picture appeared in their minds involuntarily, as if they saw a handsome and handsome young man, with a pure heart, learning art from a teacher.
The young man has outstanding talent and is deeply loved by his teachers. After learning his true teachings, his edge is gradually revealed.
The melody gradually becomes elegant, mellow and charming, giving people a feeling of thumping, which is the feeling of being in love.
Everyone can't help substituting into that artistic conception. The boy who is studying gradually grows up. He has a beloved woman and falls in love. In the music, it seems that his heartbeat can be heard.
The moving and melodious melody continued to change, becoming low and heavy, and the love affair was opposed, as if criticized by thousands of people.
Some important figures frowned. Is the artistic conception expressed by this melody himself, or his teacher Hua Fengliu?
The sound of the piano changes again, and the former teenager has grown up and is famous, but his obsession remains the same, wanting to be with the woman he loves, even if everyone in the world opposes it, even if it is impossible to recover, he will not hesitate.
The sound of the piano gradually became high-pitched, and the protagonist in the music seemed to be fighting against fate and facing everything alone. In the end, he failed.
The sound of the piano became lifeless, like a hero's twilight.
Just when everyone thought that the qin music was about to end, the lifeless qin sound came back to life, no longer passionate and heroic, but calm as water, like a change in mood, everyone seemed to see the protagonist in the qin music going through vicissitudes, self-cultivation, but still Miss the hometown of the old people until they revisit the old place, face the changes in the world, deal with them calmly, and lose is also a hero.
When the notes stop beating and the melody gradually dissipates, everyone seems to be still immersed in the artistic conception and cannot come out, especially the young people. The sound of the piano seems to have a wonderful magic power.
In the direction of the Martial Music Palace, Tang Lan's eyes were slightly moist. He looked at Hua Fengliu, who had been abandoned beside him. There was a faint smile on his handsome face. This guy was already able to compose his own piano music. , and, played out his whole life.
Many big people looked at Ye Futian. They naturally understood the meaning represented by the artistic conception of the piano sound. When it comes out, it is much better than the Qin Demon back then, who dares to underestimate it.
Mu Hong narrowed his eyes and stared at Ye Futian. No wonder Hua Fengliu begged him for this disciple. Sure enough, it was another Hua Fengliu.
"Who is this piano piece played for?" At this time, Prince Luo Junlin, who was sitting on the main seat in the direction of Ziwei Palace, asked.
"Return to Your Highness, and play for my teacher." Ye Futian lowered his ten fingers from the strings, looked up at Luo Junlin and said with a smile.
"The artistic conception is enough, but the vigor is not enough, and the real qin sound spells are not revealed in it. Since you have such qin skills, todayPlay a song for me too. " Luo Junlin said, Ye Futian looked at the prince, since the other party said so, he couldn't refuse, he nodded and said: "Okay, I can't create my own qin sound spell, it can only be the song of the predecessors. "
"Okay." Luo Junlin nodded lightly.
Ye Futian lowered his head, and played the piano again with both hands, plucked with his fingertips, the strings trembled, and a note pierced through the air, like thunder, majestic.
"This song, the world."
As Ye Futian's voice fell, the notes jumped, and in an instant, everyone felt the momentum of engulfing mountains and rivers.
Many people's eyes flashed with sharpness. This son is simply a genius. As soon as the song was released, everyone knew that this song must be composed for Prince Luo Junlin.
A terrible storm of piano sounds gathered around Ye Futian's body, like a stormy sea, magnificent.
At this moment, in everyone's minds, with the sound of the zither, different images flashed across the minds of the people. There were wolf smoke everywhere, and the emperor went to the battlefield to conquer the four directions;
A piece of music, the mountains and rivers are picturesque.
"Go up to some people." Luo Junlin said lightly, Hua Xiang looked at the master of Ziwei Palace, and gave an order. Afterwards, many disciples in Ziwei Palace stepped out and walked towards Ye Futian.
However, their steps were extremely difficult, and the sound of the piano kept wafting into their ears, making them feel afraid to fight.
The spiritual energy gathered around their bodies, and they continued to step forward, but at this moment, the sound of the piano was still rising, as if it was about to break through the clouds and go straight up.
At this moment, Ye Futian seemed to be shrouded in a layer of sacred luster, arrogant, like a young emperor.
He represents the world.
A shocking picture appeared in everyone's minds, as if seeing a vague figure high above, wearing imperial robes and crowns, walking towards them step by step, ordering the world, and making them feel like surrendering.
Looking at those disciples of Ziwei Palace, as they walked towards Ye Futian, some weak people were not strong enough in mental strength, and even crawled on the ground, not daring to raise their heads, faintly wanting to show their surrender to Ye Futian.
Then, several people knelt on the ground under the influence of the zither sound storm, worshiping the emperor as if controlled by the zither sound.
"Boom." A terrifying sharpness flashed in the eyes of some big men. Feeling the demeanor of the young man at this moment, violent waves arose in their hearts. They felt that something was wrong.
This song is played by Prince Luo Junlin, but the person who played it is Ye Futian himself after all. At this moment, he himself is like a high-ranking emperor, arrogant, Prince Luo Junlin is facing him, and the two seem to be facing each other.
Moreover, at this moment, the peerless elegance displayed by the young man in white clothes really has the aura of an emperor, which is completely natural. Is this brought to him by the sound of the piano, or was it born with him?
Lin Xiyue's beautiful eyes were stunned, and she lost her mind for a while. Ye Futian at this moment is more radiant and unparalleled than the one who played in the Luo Palace that day. He can also be compared with other characters.
Mu Hong also had troubles in his heart, Qin Mohua Fengliu unexpectedly accepted such an outstanding disciple, and even went to worship under his sect, but was rejected by him.
"This guy, you can't be restrained." Yi Xiang cursed in a low voice. He didn't want Ye Futian to participate in the Seven Palaces Conference. He was too sharp, which is not a good thing. Now that Hua Xiang and the prince are here in person, he hopes Ye Futian even more Keep a low profile, and then go to Wangcheng to find Prime Minister Zuo to attend the banquet.
"Some people are born like this." Hua Fengliu said calmly. There are not many people in this world who know Ye Futian's secret, but he and Yu Sheng know that the descendant of Emperor Ye Qing is destined to be extraordinary. At that time, the temperament will be revealed, maybe even he himself does not know, Prince Luo Junlin asked Ye Futian to play a piano piece for him, this piece is very suitable for the world.
?But the same song, The World, made Ye Futian reveal the aura of an emperor. It was not intentional, nor was it incidental to the sound of the piano, but he was born with it.
Hua Fengliu can faintly guess that Ye Futian probably has an amazing background.
At this time, in the direction of Ziwei Palace, Luo Junlin's body slowly stood up at the top position.
Afterwards, everyone saw him stepping out, stepping down from his seat, walking towards the center of the square step by step, towards Ye Futian.
People of the same kind can often feel the aura of the other party more easily. Luo Junlin, he is like the king of destiny. Everyone in Nandou Kingdom knows that he will rule the world.
At this moment, Luo Junlin felt an aura similar to himself from Ye Futian's body, an imperial aura.
The sound of the piano arrived, then subsided until it stopped, and Luo Junlin also walked across from him.
Countless eyes fell on the two of them, Yi Xiang and Hua Fengliu were even a little nervous, staring at that scene, Luo Junlin, as the prince, shouldn't be able to attack Ye Futian because of a piano piece, it's because he let Ye Fu Played by Futian.
"You follow me, and I will take the throne in the future, and you will be my prime minister." Luo Junlin stared at Ye Futian and said, with just one word, the world was dead silent.
I hold the throne, and you are the prime minister!; The sound of the piano arrived, then subsided until it stopped, and Luo Junlin also walked across from him.
Countless eyes fell on the two of them, Yi Xiang and Hua Fengliu were even a little nervous, staring at that scene, Luo Junlin, as the prince, shouldn't be able to attack Ye Futian because of a piano piece, it's because he let Ye Fu Played by Futian.
"You follow me, and I will take the throne in the future, and you will be my prime minister." Luo Junlin stared at Ye Futian and said, with just one word, the world was dead silent.
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