Chapter 395: The thunder that struck you is already on the road

The saint king who founded the chess palace wants to pass on his piano technique and carry it forward so as not to be buried.
Although the piano technique was already very famous when he was in power, and they were all passed on to the upper world, but after he left, he did not leave a complete piano technique, so that the Four Sacred Mountains fell.
If he died here, then the creation of the piano will be lost.
Disappearing in this world forever and ever.
Although Qin Yu is considered to be his disciple from generation to generation, he has not reached the Saint Child level, and his qualifications are slightly poor. If you want to choose a descendant, as Lu Chen said, it is better to choose Liu Qingcheng, the Saint Child level.
On the stairs below, Qin Yu's face changed in twilight, and her most worried thing happened.
Although before I came, I hoped that my ancestors would no longer remember the Qinsheng Palace that he founded and would pass it on to them, but I had to consider that the ancestors had left the Four Sacred Mountains for so long, and they probably had a weak impression of Qinsheng Palace. Will choose talented people to inherit.
Now it seems that the ancestors really chose the latter.
Qin Yu's eyes were full of disappointment, but could not say anything, because she could not control the will of the ancestors.
At this time, the old man looked at Qin Yu and sighed quietly: "Come here too. After all, Qin Sheng Palace was founded by the old man, who has devoted his efforts and can't bear to inherit it."
Qin Yu heard the words of her ancestors, her dim expression suddenly brightened again, and she hurriedly supported her body to stand up, but the pressure in the air was so solid that she wanted to move very hard, and she was embarrassed for a while. .
The old man looked at Qinyu and said, "Just stand there and listen to my orders."
"Little girl, although you are a holy child, you have never known the rhythm of music." The old man looked at Liu Qingcheng and asked kindly.
Liu Qingcheng nodded, and pursed his lips modestly: "Senior, my master taught me a few piano songs, so I know a little bit about it."
The old man smiled and asked, "Can you play a piece?"
Liu Qingcheng nodded, and then sat cross-legged on the bluestone stairs with a guqin between his legs, with serious eyes on his pure face.
Liu Qingcheng concentrated on it for a while, then dropped a slender jade finger, plucked the first string, the sound of the piano was melodious, and the remnant sound surrounded his ears.
Then, flip the second and third.
The sound of the piano vibrates, the road resonates, and there is a turquoise wave around it, undulating like the surface of the water. Gradually, the turquoise wave vibrates at a high frequency, turning into a blue sword, shining light, and carrying an extremely sharp aura. The collision was carried out in the air, and there was a clear sound of clanging.
The horrible killing power bloomed and spread.
Feeling this power, the old man narrowed his eyes, then nodded, and said, "Your knowledge of piano music is beyond my expectation. You have reached the point where the music is integrated, but this music seems to be a bit familiar. Where have you heard it."
The old man fell into the memory and seemed to be thinking.
Liu Qingcheng was still playing the piano, surrounded by swords, lights, swords and shadows intertwining, forming a sword field, and she was sitting quietly in the center, unaffected, it seemed that even if the army came, it would be difficult to break the surrounding defenses.
The old man suddenly thought of something and exclaimed: "This qin song is a legendary sword song, created by senior Yao Xi."
Awe, worship, fanaticism and other complex expressions flashed through the eyes of the old man.
Liu Qingcheng stopped playing the piano and looked at the old man in surprise: "Senior, you know my master."
The old man calmed down for a while, nodded, his eyes showed a look of remembrance, as if he was remembering.
After a few moments of silence, he sighed faintly: "Senior Yao Xi, such a world-class powerhouse, is a magnificent person. He was fortunate to witness his true face back then.
After speaking, he fell into infinite remembrance.
Senior Yao Xi?
Senior brother and sister Lu Chen glanced at each other, and they were all speechless. This old and unspoken old man actually called Master his senior.
The old man came back to his senses and said solemnly: "Since you are Senior Yao Xi's apprentice, then I can count your piano music as half of your master when I pass it down, so that you have the light of Senior Yao Xi."
It seems that being able to be the same apprentice as Saint Bishop Yao Xi is his glory.
"Remember, you two, I will pass you the full version of Xiaoyao piano score, which contains the six great piano music created by the old man in his life." When the old man said here, his temperament suddenly changed, his eyes filled with divine light, bright and dazzling, said proudly : "The music included in the Xiaoyao piano score has already surpassed the martial arts of the saint level."
When the old man said this, he was very proud and glorious, which seemed to be a remarkable achievement.
Beyond the martial arts?
The two seniors looked at each other and saw the shock in their eyes.
However, after a few seconds, Lu Chen came back to his senses and saw the old man's airy expression, assaulted: "You said you created a piano music that transcends the Holy Law."
Lu Chen felt that the other party's bragging was a bit too much. Above the holy law, there was the supreme. The exercises practiced by the heavenly ones were called the supreme law.
This method is not a Chinese cabbage even in the upper realm. It is very precious and is the basis for the continuation of the great power inheritance. It will not be spread.
And even if it is the Supreme or Tianzun, it is difficult to create the Supreme Dharma, but the old man in front of the Holy King proudly claims that the creation of the piano technique surpasses the Holy Martial Arts, isn't that the Supreme Dharma.
How could an old man in the Holy King Realm create the Supreme Dharma?
Lu Chen didn't believe it ten thousand.
The old man squinted at Lu Chen with his eyes, not angry at Lu Chen's mocking words, and said with a smile: "Don't believe me, kid, the piano scores I created are definitely one of the best, even if it is placed in the upper world. Become the target of the great powers, the six great piano music complement each other, surpassing the supreme law."
"At the beginning, there was a terrifying sect who was good at rhythm in Shangjietian who wanted to the old man's free piano score, but because the ten-domain rule suppressed too much, they couldn't even get down the power of the Saint King level, so there was no way to take the old man. "
"Before your grandfather's grandfather was born, the old man was in charge of the piano sacred palace, and the name of Xiaoyao piano scores was passed on to ten areas. Countless people rushed to come to apprentice and wanted to learn Xiaoyao piano scores."
"Not to mention that even one piano score in the academic society can become a top player among the piano masters, but these six piano methods are raw and difficult to understand. Those who are not qualified to the top can not understand it and it is difficult to learn. Many people have studied for hundreds of years. I can't figure out a piece of piano music, now do you know how difficult it is for the old man to learn piano methods."
What the old man said was correct, because after he left that year, he only left three, not the complete version. The reason was that it was too difficult to understand, even his first-generation big disciples did not learn comprehensively.
Lu Chen couldn't help rolling his eyes. This old guy was really bragging and addicted. It was the first time he had seen such a self-proclaimed Saint King. Does this old man think he has a low level and has never seen the Saint King?
So Lu Chen said grimly: "If you brag about being struck by lightning, then the thunder that struck you is already on the road."