The way of heaven is impermanent, and people also have feelings. When the west wind passes by the flowing clouds slowly above the blue sky, Duanmuyu himself can't help but feel a little emotional.

At this moment, he was sitting calmly on the top of the most remote lonely peak southeast of the Luoxing Sect Mountain Gate, with a dark purple lilac wood emitting a faint fragrance. Although he was forced to leave Fuyun Mountain during this period, he did not forget to make a guqin for Lan Mei.

This guqin is made in three situations, both simple and difficult. If the method is made like in the mundane world, it is simple and the first one.

The second type is made based on the standards of making magic tools in the cultivation world, so that it has attack, defense and other effects, which is somewhat difficult.

The third type is very different. The sound of the piano is very spiritual. It not only needs to have the effect of a magic weapon, but also to give it soul. This is the top guitar, such as the guqin that Ning Zhitong carries behind it.

However, this third method of making is very difficult and difficult, and there is no trace to be found, so Yan Yunzi said that day, don’t let this piece of lilac wood be destroyed.

Duanmuyu did not respond to her. This matter was not too difficult for him. Once upon a time, he also had a long roar of playing the piano, so at this moment, he had some indescribable feelings.

The west wind blew on his face, and his hand was like a sharp edge. But inadvertently, the piece of lilac wood quickly changed its image. However, there was no falling wood chips. That was because Duanmuyu's right hand was cold and not cut, but pressed with cold air. This was equivalent to using a furnace to refine it, but it was difficult for outsiders to know the essence.

Although Duanmuyu's movements were extremely gentle and elegant, in just half a stick of incense, his face was already a little tired. At this point, this piece of lilac wood was barely formed, and the purple color was even deeper and more solemn, but it also had the brightness of the starlight in the dark night.

He smiled very satisfiedly, Duanmuyu closed his eyes and played it casually. Although there was no string or sound of the piano, he himself was intoxicated, as if there was another sound of the piano in his heart.

At first, this situation looked a bit funny, but gradually, the whistling sound of wind and thunder gradually sounded, and clouds and mist rose up around it, like a graceful fairy dancing with the sound of the piano!

Within a radius of a hundred feet, a wind sounded back and forth, like a blade, rolling up countless grass leaves, circling and flying in the air. Before I knew it, it seemed like an illusion. There was a very faint and distant piano sound gradually coming, not only sounding in my heart, but also lingering in my ears!

At this point, Duanmuyu quickly took out a red feather of Luo Yanhuo Peng, and gently held it in his hand. The red feather turned into an extremely obedient flame, landing on the lilac wood's piano body, whirling and dancing, as if to sense a distant and deep piano sound coming from the air!

This feather of Luo Yanhuo Peng was obviously not enough. Duanmu Yu took out more than ten red feathers one after another, turned them into flames, danced on the piano, constantly changing and brightly distorted, gradually merged with the ethereal sound of the piano in the air, and finally turned into a red string attached to the piano body!

In an instant, the sound of wind and thunder stopped in the sky, the clouds and mist dissipated, the sky and the earth were clear, everything was like a dream, and it had never happened before, but there was a string that jumped like a flame on the body of the piano!

Duanmu Yu gently picked up the piano and suddenly sounded, which was indescribable, as if the truth of heaven and earth could move all things. Then, the fingering method changed slightly. Just this single string was amazing. When a wisp of magic power was input into the fingering method, there was a burst of wind and thunder, the mist was vast, and the strong wind was rising, and the power was amazing!

A smile flashed across the corner of his mouth. Duanmuyu was very satisfied. He closed his eyes and played quietly on the piano body with his fingers again. He still didn't hear the sound. But after a while, he saw that flowers seemed to bloom around him, bees and butterflies were flying, flowing water gurgling, and bamboo leaves were shaking gently, and a clear and ethereal sound of the piano appeared faintly!

At this point, Duanmuyu took out Luo Yanhuopeng's feathers and turned them into flames, which resonated with the sound of the piano and turned into the second string.

This is Duanmuyu used the method of memory to transform the sound of the piano he had played, and then used Luo Yanhuopeng's feathers to gain some magical mystery and finally condensed into strings.

After the seven strings on this piano were condensed in sequence, this guqin was completely made successfully. In terms of quality, it may not be as good as the guqin behind Ning Zhitong. However, the seven strings of this piano are sealed and combined with Duanmu Yu's past memories. As long as the owner of this piano is smart enough, he can understand more and thus continue to improve this guqin.

In other words, the higher the level of the owner of this guqin, the higher the power it can burst out, and it can be used as a pastime, or as a magic weapon to attack and defend!

At this moment, Duanmu Yu stared at the piano and couldn't help but want to play it, but his fingers fell on the strings, but he still didn't move. After a long time, he sighed slightly and put the piano in his storage pocket. He no longer had this mood.

I stood up and looked up at the sky. Before I knew it, it was already sunset. At this time, a very curious and clear woman's voice came from a distance.

"Which college is you a disciple? Is it fun to stand here and go dazed?"

As the sound came, a slender figure had already arrived in front of Duanmuyu. This was a very bright young woman with clear eyes and a smile on her face, like a ray of sunshine in the early morning, which was unforgettable.

Duanmuyu nodded and said nothing. The woman didn't care. She just stood side by side on this Gushan Mountain like Duanmuyu and said to herself: "There are few people coming to this Gushan Mountain. Although it is remote, it is very quiet. It is very artistic to watch the sunset from here. Whenever I am free, I will come here alone, quietly watching the sun gradually set until the stars are everywhere. It feels very relaxed. Are you the same?"

Duanmuyu did not answer, and the woman did not continue to speak. The two of them were silent, looking at the sunset slowly sinking above the west, watching the fire-like sunset scattering between the sky and the earth.

Until the dusk was dark and stars appeared faintly in the sky, the woman smiled at Duanmu Yu and left with the wind.

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Two days later, until the deadline for the sect mission that made the blank jade talisman came, Duanmuyu took the three blank jade talismans and went to Yudai Peak.

This Jade Belt Peak is different from the lonely peak in the southeast direction. Instead, there are dozens of peaks in the gate of Luoxing Sect, which are more spiritual and have excellent scenery. They are owned by Cheng Xue, the elder of Luoxing Sect and the second-generation disciple of Cheng Xue.

Although the second-generation disciples and the third-generation disciples are only one generation apart, in fact, the time between this generation is at least three hundred years apart. For example, the fourth-generation disciples of Luoxing Sect need to be at least one hundred years before they appear. Those who joined Luoxing Sect before this belong to the third-generation disciples.
Chapter completed!