Spiritual Qi Recovery: I Am Back As A Fairy

Chapter 267 It's Time To Pay Back The Money For Listening To The Song Before Ten Thousand Year

"Su Ze, it's really hard for you. Not only did you find me a place to live, but you also brought me something to eat every day."

"Uncle Huang, it's as it should be. You gave me a good piano."

On Guanyun Mountain, on the big platform at the top, in front of Su Ze is the long piano of the blind old man.

The blind old man: "You're joking, someone is willing to keep my broken violin, that's lucky."

Su Ze smiled and didn't speak, but seriously plucked the strings. The sound of the orchid in the empty valley, with a long aftertaste, immediately resounded through the entire valley.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but after the sound of the piano, the bug-bitten hole on the long piano disappeared, as if it had never appeared before.

Play it again.

Broken strings are automatically reconnected.

Su Ze simply sat down and started to play for real.

The sound of the piano circulates and speaks eloquently, as if a series of pictures are intertwined, telling a gripping story, immersive.

As the sound of the piano was played, there was a faint spiritual light flowing in the long piano. It gradually changed from a dilapidated xylophone to a spiritual piano that could arouse the soul in Su Ze.

Or.

After years of mesmerizing playing by the blind old man, this violin has long been transformed into a spiritual violin, but Su Ze inspired its real shape.

pity.

The blind old man couldn't see clearly, he couldn't see, otherwise he would be very happy to see Changqin, who has followed him all his life, become like this.

After the song is finished, the aftertaste is endless.

The blind old man seemed to have seen those pictures, and suddenly asked: "Su Ze, what happened to the guy in your piano sound?"

Su Ze said in surprise; "Can you see it?"

"I am blind, but not blind."

The blind old man only remembered his surname Huang, but couldn't remember the name after that. He said with a smile, as if he really tasted a story from the sound of the piano just now.

"It seems that you wake up faster than I thought..."

"What?"

Su Ze smiled: "It's nothing, Uncle Huang really deserves to be a master of the piano, so you can taste it."

"That guy ended up just like you. He gave up everything, carried a long piano on his back, traveled in many interfaces, and promised never to return to his hometown."

Uncle Huang's mood was a little depressed, "That person must really want to go back, even when he dies, he can't return to his roots."

He saw the man's final fate.

The strength was lost until there was no drop left, even if it was death, he would not go back, just for the safety of the people in his hometown.

At the last moment of life, I just took a look at it from a distance of thousands of miles, and then closed my eyes lonely, returning to silence.

"Don't worry, this kind of thing will never happen again."

Su Ze spoke seriously to Uncle Huang, as if making a promise.

Then.

He glanced at the sky, carried the long piano on his back, and began to walk down the mountain slowly.

At the foot of the mountain, the Town God's Temple has been open for a while, and there is an endless stream of pilgrims. The Seventh Elder of the Celestial Secrets sect has been living here since he vomited blood for Su Zekan's life.

Every day I do fortune-telling, puzzle solving, and palmistry for pilgrims, especially when I meet that kind of female incense master with fair skin, beautiful skin and long legs, who asks for a child with a lot of money, and doesn't even charge money for divination, so I never get tired of it.

"Senior, are you done with your morning exercise?"

Seeing Su Ze, he stood up and saluted respectfully, while muttering in his heart, in the past, seniors always passed by and never came in, what happened today...

"Look!"

"This statue of the City God, why is it crying all of a sudden?"

"Hiss, this is blood and tears, what happened to make the City God cry like this..."

When the people who were offering incense raised their heads, they were all stunned when they saw the vision of the statue of the city god.

Immediately afterwards.

A huge panic hit my heart, even ordinary people like them who don't know how to practice, feel that something is wrong at this moment, and they are extremely frightened.

"The city god cries, the sky collapses and the earth cracks, hundreds of millions of people suffer, and the state of China collapses..."

Seventh Elder saw the vision, and for a moment, his expression was suddenly sluggish, his lips were trembling, and he was pinching his fingers to calculate non-stop.

at the same time.

The same scene happened to the Buddha statues and Dharma statues in the entire Shenzhou, and they all shed tears, as if they were sympathizing with the coming disaster for all sentient beings.

"Senior, this...what the hell is going on..."

Seven Elder's face became paler and paler, and his lips were trembling.

Su Ze: "Can't you figure it out?"

"I...don't dare to continue counting."

In the scene behind, Shenzhou has completely become The Underworld. '

Su Ze: "The situation is basically the same as what you calculated."

Seven Elder was emotional, "Why is this happening, why is this happening! This is China, this is modern times, not the world of cultivation..."

"Because I came here early."

An indifferent voice suddenly appeared here.

God, I don't know when it turned bloody.

Under the blood-colored sky, the elders of the Long family stood with their hands behind their hands, with a contemptuous expression, and the Shennong cauldron was suspended behind him, and the invisible power emitted was devouring the vitality around them.

The sky and the earth turned pale, and lost their brilliance in an instant.

The vitality of Guanyun Mountain is weakening at a speed visible to the naked eye, and large areas of trees are beginning to wither, age and decay.

"who are you!"

The Seven Elder uttered in horror.

"I am the leader of the practice world."

The old man of the clan smiled lightly, stretched out his hand intoxicated, and seemed to hold the world in his hands.

"Impossible, it is said that there is no such thing as becoming an immortal in the post-immortal era, and there are not even Indistinguishable Dao masters, so how come there are Dao masters!"

In the eyes of the elders of the great clan, there was sadness and pity in the eyes of the seven Elders, like ants, "The era of immortality that you are proud of is just a small part of the long history of the practice world. It doesn’t mean that other eras can’t come out.”

"Of course, looking at ancient and modern times, in the long river of history, I am the first generation of Daoists."

"impossible!"

Seventh Elder didn't believe it, and shouted: "If you are the master, why would you let the ghosts above the palace invade the world of practice at will..."

The elder of the rich family smiled coldly and looked at him with a trace of pity in his smile. Ignorance is really a precious thing, and he can ask such ridiculous questions.

"You said just now that you are the first generation master?"

At this time, Su Ze, who had been silent all this time, stared at him with flat eyes.

"It's natural." The elder of the Long Family clan laughed at himself, "The entire human cultivation world is just a square inch in my hands."

"If you are the first generation master, then what is this long piano?"

Su Ze looked at him ironically, and stroked the long piano with his hand, showing his true appearance. When the sound of the piano came out, the world resonated.

"So you are the reincarnation of that wimp!"

The big clan elder who had always been aloof, suddenly stared at him, staring straight at him.

"It's no wonder that you can kill the strange immortal, destroy the reincarnated immortal, and you can also set up the City God's Yin Court..."

His eyes gradually turned violent and fierce, "You never fought against me in the previous life, but in this life, you still dare to ruin my good deeds?!"

However, Su Ze just shook his head slightly, "You misunderstood, I am not the old man Changqin."

"then who are you?"

The old man of the big family frowned, he couldn't think of anyone in the whole practice world who could do this, except for the wimpy old man Changqin.

"I was just a passerby who listened to one of his songs Ten Thousand Years ago."

"Now, it's time to pay back the music money."

"what do you want to do?!"

Su Ze's voice was very soft, and he glanced at Guanyun Mountain, but this series of words made the elders of the Long family bewildered and retreated again and again.

The Guanyun Mountain, which had lost its color that day... I don't know when it returned to its original appearance. It was clearly at the foot, but it seemed to be far away, and his power was hard to reach.

An indescribable chill made the pupils of this self-proclaimed first-generation master feel astonished.