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- Ye Futian carried the rest of his life on his back, walking on the mountain road, stepping on the white snow.
The invisible force of repression hangs down and is everywhere, trying to crush people.
He smiled bitterly and stepped forward with difficulty. Compared to this pressure, the influence of evil thoughts on him was not so strong. Although he did not fully recover, the emperor's will always existed, and his will was firm and unshakable. It was not easy for evil thoughts to erode him .
Yu Sheng slept very badly. He took him and Ye Wuchen forward for several days in a state of enchantment. He also fought with Buddha, exhausted his strength, and was in a state of fainting all the time. Perceiving the existence of that evil thought, as long as he carries it on his back, he can also go up to Tianshan Mountain with him.
"Soon." Ye Futian looked up and saw that the top of Tianshan Mountain was not far away, as if it was close at hand. This distance is only a step away for him usually, and he can easily cross it, but this is Tianshan Mountain.
He stepped out again, leaving deep footprints on the snow. The snow fell all over the sky, and he didn't seem to feel the cold. He let the snow fall on his body and on the top of his head, and he walked up step by step. Although walking very hard and slowly, he never gave up. This is also the obsession of the rest of his life. He still took him up the mountain when he was enchanted before, just to fulfill him.
Hua Qingqing followed behind all the time, looking at the back, she was a little amazed in her heart, she naturally understood the pressure she was under, but Ye Futian was able to walk up step by step with a person on his back, what kind of will is this?
The two of them moved forward and backward like snails, going up little by little, forgetting the time and fatigue.
Ye Futian felt a little numb, and he didn't know how long he had walked. When he took the last step and walked up the mountain, he felt a trance.
?He raised his head and glanced at the sky. It was still very high, and the vast white snow kept falling from the sky. He stretched out his hand, and a piece of snow fell on the palm of his hand. Ye Futian had a bright smile on his face, as if he was relieved.
The invisible pressure seemed to have disappeared at this moment, only an endless sense of relaxation.
Looking back, he was standing on the edge of the mountain at this moment, as if he had a panoramic view of the whole world, and he felt a sense of pleasure when he climbed to the top of the mountain.
It is rumored that there is an invisible aura around the top of Tianshan Mountain, and no one can come up directly from the side.
Closing his eyes, Ye Futian exhaled a turbid breath, then turned around and looked at the scenery on the top of the mountain. The mountain top was covered by the vast white snow. He lifted his steps and walked forward with Yu Sheng on his back. There seemed to be two snowmen there.
The two snowmen are sitting cross-legged, with Guqin on their knees. They look focused, as if they are playing the piano.
Although it's just a snowman, only its shape, but not its appearance, Ye Futian can still feel the otherworldly temperament. The person on the left is Bai Xue with long hair, draped over his shoulders, and the movements of playing the piano are endlessly chic, Ye Futian Futian seemed to be able to imagine an extremely chic and peerless figure playing there, and another figure, at a glance, Ye Futian recognized who it was.
This is, Emperor Ye Qing.
Since this is Emperor Ye Qing, then who is the other person is ready to be revealed, and now the co-lord of the Eastern Shenzhou, the Great Emperor Donghuang.
The rumors are indeed true. There is a legend of two emperors on Tianshan Mountain, and they once left their footprints here.
In today's era, all the statues of Emperor Ye Qing in the Eastern Shenzhou have been destroyed. It is commendable that the shape of Emperor Ye Qing can be preserved here.
Hundreds of years ago, Emperor Donghuang and Emperor Ye Qing played the piano here, sang to wine, suppressed demon birds, and rejoiced in enmity, but why, now that Emperor Donghuang is the lord of the world, there is no Emperor Ye Qing in the world.
After the two emperors ruled the world, what happened?
Putting the rest of his life aside, Ye Futian bowed to Emperor Ye Qing's snowman statue. Although he didn't know what relationship Ye Qingdi had with him, it must be very close.
When bending over, Ye Futian's eyes fell on a direction on the snow, and then he walked forward, planed the snow away, and then he saw a wine gourd.
The wine gourd was not buried deep in the snow. Could it be that when they climbed Tianshan, someone came to Tianshan to drink?
Ye Futian felt turmoil in his heart, looking around, the Tianshan Mountains were empty, only the vast white snow, no one was there.
However, who is drinking on Tianshan Mountain?
If someone goes to Tianshan Mountain, what kind of cultivation level is he?
Moreover, there seems to be no bell on Tianshan Mountain. Why do the bells on Tianshan Mountain ring?
Ye Futian looked at the two snowman statues in front of him. He faintly felt that there seemed to be a wave of fluctuations in them.Seeing two vivid figures, Emperor Donghuang and Emperor Ye Qing seemed to come alive and appeared in his perception.
"Senior." Ye Futian shouted at the statue of Emperor Ye Qing. Hundreds of years ago, Emperor Ye Qing had not yet proclaimed himself emperor. He was younger than the Emperor Ye Qing that Ye Futian saw in Tianyao Mountain in Qingzhou City, and he was unrestrained , free and easy.
As for Emperor Donghuang, he has piercing eyes, black hair draped over his shoulders, extremely handsome, and his whole body exudes an extraordinary temperament.
Ye Futian naturally understood that he didn't really see the two of them, but the projection of his will, which in fact no longer existed.
A series of musical notes appeared in their minds, beating on the guqin in front of their knees. Every beating note seemed to be imprinted into Ye Futian's mind. There was a qin melody in his mind, and at this moment he had an illusion, as if he was listening to this melody, across time and space, listening to the playing of Emperor Donghuang and Emperor Ye Qing.
Ye Futian closed his eyes, and the picture in his mind became clearer. He seemed to have traveled back to the past. In the era hundreds of years ago, when the two emperors were young, they composed a song together on the top of Tianshan Mountain. In the world, they know each other, live and die together.
Such two people, peerless twins, they walked to the top of China together, but why did everything happen later?
Is it because of power?
Ye Futian only felt a sense of loss. He opened his eyes, looked up at the white snow in the sky, and then sat cross-legged.
The soul of the piano appeared, and Ye Futian began to play.
The musical notes are beating, and the melodious music is coming out. The sound of this piano is beautiful, cheerful and unrestrained, walking around the world, happy and enmity. From the sound of the piano, one can faintly feel that the player was walking the world with a sword when he was young, living a chic and unrestrained life, and obeying the principles. The heart wants to realize the ambition in the heart without being disturbed by worldly affairs.
When Ye Futian played, in front of the two snowman statues of Emperor Ye Qing and Emperor Donghuang, strands of musical notes jumped and manifested.
On the other side, a beautiful figure walked up the mountain, and Hua Qingqing finally came here. She looked towards Ye Futian with her beautiful eyes, but saw Ye Futian sitting there playing the piano.
Hua Qingqing likes the rhythm. She is a qin addict, so she can naturally appreciate the mystery of the qin sound. The sound of the qin is so beautiful. There is no trace of impurities in the melodious sound.
She raised her steps and walked towards Ye Futian and Yu Sheng step by step, leaving footprints in the white snow.
After a while, she came to Ye Futian and Yu Sheng. She took a deep look at Ye Futian, but didn't do anything. She couldn't bear to interrupt the sound of the piano.
Ye Futian knew she was coming, but he also couldn't bear to interrupt. The constantly beating notes came into his mind. He plucked the strings with his ten fingers, and used the sound of the piano to travel through time and space to feel the state of mind of Emperor Donghuang and Emperor Ye Qing at that time.
The beautiful and melodious sound of the piano gradually changed, and the sound became deep, revealing a ray of sadness, and the unrestrained artistic conception of happiness and hatred seemed to be cast a shadow. Struggling, their pure and innocent hearts are disturbed, unable to maintain the pure and unrestrained before, they struggle, want to break all this, they are painful, sad, angry.
The snow is getting bigger and bigger, and it seems that I also feel the sadness contained in the sound of the piano.
The image of the twin emperors playing the piano also appeared in Hua Qingqing's mind. As the sound of the piano continued to enter her ears, her spirit monkey enjoyment was strongly impacted, and she was completely substituted into that artistic conception.
When climbing Tianshan, she also had inner struggles and thoughts.
The sound of the piano changed again. After the struggle and pain, everything returned to calm, as if their hearts were as calm as water, and they still retained that purity and beauty.
Snowflakes were flying in the air, Hua Qingqing raised her head, she is crazy about the piano, she naturally understands the piano, she has never heard such perfect piano music.
Looking at the beating notes ahead, Hua Qingqing also sat on the snow, the soul of the piano appeared, her slender and beautiful ten fingers plucked the strings, and played along with the music played by Ye Futian, there was a faint sense of resonance. The first qin piece is played by Shuangdi, and the artistic conception is stronger when they play together.
On the top of Tianshan Mountain, the sound of the piano that spans time and space is played in the snowflakes all over the sky, so beautiful.
In the calm melody, they can feel the sublimation of the state of mind of the two emperors. They are as pure as ever and stick to their hearts, but the sound of the piano gradually becomes sharper and louder, as if they are about to sing loudly and howl to the sky.
In the sound of the piano, Ye Futian and Hua Qingqing involuntarily integrated all their spiritual power into it. The flying snow all over the sky was flying in the air, and the aura flowed crazily. At this moment, Ye Futian and Hua Qingqing felt that the entire top of Tianshan Mountain was like It has become different, the endless brilliance hangs down from the Tianshan Mountains, and every snowflake is like an artistic conception.
They seem to have seen the twin emperors playing in the flying snow, the endless golden light hanging down from the sky, falling towards the Tianshan Mountain, trying to cover the whole Tianshan Mountain, but what is more terrifying is the artistic conception, the sticking to the heart , want to reach the peak artistic conception.
That high-pitched piano sound contained the determination of an emperor. On Ye Futian, the light of an emperor shone faintly, and his whole body was integrated into that artistic conception.
At this moment, Ye Futian understood that at the top of Tianshan Mountain hundreds of years ago, the two emperors had strengthened their beliefs and wanted to climb to the top and become the emperors of China. Their piano music is composing the world!The splendor falls from the Tianshan Mountains, and each snowflake is like a mood.
They seem to have seen the twin emperors playing in the flying snow, the endless golden light hanging down from the sky, falling towards the Tianshan Mountain, trying to cover the whole Tianshan Mountain, but what is more terrifying is the artistic conception, the sticking to the heart , want to reach the peak artistic conception.
That high-pitched piano sound contained the determination of an emperor. On Ye Futian, the light of an emperor shone faintly, and his whole body was integrated into that artistic conception.
At this moment, Ye Futian understood that on the top of the Tianshan Mountains hundreds of years ago, the two emperors strengthened their beliefs and wanted to climb to the top and become the emperors of China. Their piano music is composing the world. - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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