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Chapter 2621 Old friend, the sound of the piano

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    "It's not clear yet. Although they showed up, they have never fought with anyone. How do you think about Danqing? Do you want to go to heaven with me? Before coming, I have already gone to see Fairy Concubine, Qingmo and the others. Now I'm waiting.  Your answer." Wan Canglan said.

    Nalan Danqing sighed softly: "There are so many monks in Kunlun Realm who have awakened from the Middle Ages. All of them are unparalleled in talent. Some of them must have entered the ranks of the strong. Do they really not even have the power to protect themselves?"

    Wan Canglan heard that she seemed unwilling to be born, so he didn't want to force her and was about to say goodbye and leave.

    Nalan Danqing's beautiful eyes suddenly stared at the bamboo forest behind Wan Canglan, revealing a look of confusion and asking: "Is sister being followed?"

    "Boom!"

    Wan Canglan¡¯s eyes flashed, and the power of the Great Sage burst out from his body.

    With a phoenix cry, a flaming phoenix phantom rushed out of her body and suspended in the air. Its wings were as red as blood, and the flames burned the space and distorted it.

    Back in the ancestral spirit world, Wan Canglan and Mu Lingxi each had half of the inheritance of the Ice and Fire Phoenix.

    The old woman responsible for guarding Beiya has white hair with flowing electric wires, releasing her spiritual power to explore in all directions.

    There are ancestral inscriptions left by Confucian ancestors on Beiya. If they hadn't followed behind them, outsiders would never have thought of breaking into this place.

    After a moment, Wan Canglan frowned and said, "I have released the Fire Phoenix Dao Realm, why can't I sense the aura of other monks?"

    "It seems there is no fourth person." The old woman said.

    Nalan Danqing looked indifferent, staring at a group of redbud flowers in bloom below the bamboo forest, and said: "Your Excellency has very high mental power, and the Qi Condensation Technique is also extremely mysterious, almost completely integrated with the heaven and earth. But  , I have lived here in Beiya for hundreds of years, and I know every plant, tree, flower and stone here very well."

    "You are at odds with the nature here and the rules of heaven and earth here."

    "Zheng!"

    A holy flame war sword on Wan Canglan's back flew out automatically, blended with the countless rules of the holy way, dragged out blazing flames and sword energy, and slashed out with a single swing of the sword.

    This sword contains infinite destructive power, which shook Beiya's ancestral text to the surface.

    However, the strange thing is that the sword burning with blazing holy flames stopped above the redbud bushes and was fixed by an invisible force.

    Wan Canglan¡¯s pretty face changed and she mobilized all her strength.

    "However, the war sword cannot be cut down, nor can it be taken back."

    "Wow!"

    A blurry figure appeared beside the redbud bushes. With one hand behind his back and the other holding the hilt of the trembling Holy Flame War Sword, he strolled over.

    Wan Canglan's pair of slender and beautiful legs burst out with strong power. He kicked off his toes and turned into a gorgeous and beautiful fire shadow, hitting the figure with a palm.

    The blurry figure was distorted.

    Wan Canglan punched the air and dragged out a flame pattern on the ground. He almost lost his speed and rushed into the bamboo forest.  She froze her body, turned around and looked at the blurry figure holding a sword, her eyes extremely complicated.

    You must know that when she launched the attack just now, she had already released the Dao Domain.

    But the other party was able to stroll around in her realm and easily avoid her attacks.

    How high does one have to cultivate like this?

    The blurry figure said: "That's right. As expected of the Ice Fire Phoenix and Jiu Yao Divine Lord, Canglan Martial Saint's cultivation has reached such a high level."

    It was obviously a compliment, but compared with the previous confrontation, Wan Canglan heard it harshly and felt that the other party was being sarcastic.

    Jiuyao Shenjun was the fifth-largest world leader in the Western Universe 100,000 years ago. He died in the divine war, leaving only nine drops of divine tears that flew to the Kunlun realm.

    The nine drops of divine tears contain the essence of divine power and cultivation inheritance of Jiu Yao Shenjun, and each drop has been refined and absorbed by the Nine Heavens Xuannv.

    With such an opportunity, I have been practicing for thousands of years, but I can't even touch the other party's shadow.

    Now that the other party praises her instead, how can Wan Canglan be happy?

    "Since your Excellency is so provocative, why should I not accompany you?" Wan Canglan showed no fear, and more powerful and destructive power erupted from his body. The temperature of the flames was so high that it seemed to refine everything in the world.

    Nalan Danqing said: "Your Excellency, you know that this North Cliff is the forbidden area of ??the Shu Sect. Intruders will be killed without mercy."

    When she said this, her two jade-white and slender jade fingers merged and raised above her head. Suddenly, the sky and the earth became a circle, and countless ancestral inscriptions were suspended above her head like stars in the sky.

    &nbsThe two people were standing on the edge of the cliff. Unfortunately, they couldn't hear their conversation and couldn't see the man clearly.

    Zhang Ruochen and Nalan Danqing each took out a guqin, sat opposite each other, completely forgetting that there was a third person on the cliff, Wan Canglan, and started playing.

    Play several songs in a row.

    Zhang Ruochen pressed the strings with his ten fingers, stopped, and asked, "I just picked up the music again recently. Can I still play these songs well?"

    "Of course it's wonderful. For a mentally strong person like you, it's easy to master the music. It's a pity that it's still far behind compared to a real master of koto."

    "I still can't be called a master of Qindao?"

    Nalan Danqing shook his head.

    "Who deserves it?"

    Nalan Danqing blinked and hinted to him.

    Zhang Ruochen put away his guqin and did not want to play against this master of qintao anymore. Originally, he had been very confident in his musical attainments these days, but he suffered a blow from the talented woman with the holy book.

    "It takes ten years to play the flute and a hundred years to play the flute, and a thousand years to play the pipa and ten thousand years to play the harp. Young master Ruochen has only been practicing for a long time, and he wants to be called a master of qin? You can't be so stingy, right?" Nalan Danqing said.

    "I won't play any more, Feng Qin. I wanted to see my old friend, but I was completely ruined."

    "I can teach you, just become a disciple."

    ¡°Let¡¯s just reminisce about old times, shall we?¡±

    "There is nothing old to talk about, so in your eyes, Danqing is actually an old person? With new people, shouldn't the old people be forgotten?"

    "I can't beat you. I lose. You'd better teach me how to play the piano. Master is on top. I accept my disciple's respect."

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