Fantasy: I Can See The Rewards

Four-string jade pipa?

Qin Miaoyin was stunned at first, and then suddenly remembered what Jiang Han had just said. Her beautiful eyes suddenly opened wide, her pink mouth opened slightly, and her face was filled with astonishment.

"You, you mean..."

Her voice stammered, as if she was in disbelief.

"right."

Jiang Han's tone was very brisk, "Heavenly Demon sound is the masterpiece of Heavenly King Chiguo."

After receiving the affirmation, Qin Miaoyin's mind was shocked.

She never expected that the Heavenly Demon sound given to her by Jiang Han was actually created by the code name "Heavenly King" she chose when she joined the Immortal Worship Cult!

Jiang Han smiled and said: "Normally speaking, you really cannot bear the karma of the Heavenly King."

"However, if you practice the Heavenly Demon sound and change your weapon to a four-stringed jade pipa in the future, then it will be like accepting the inheritance of Heavenly King Dhritarashtra, and naturally you will no longer be afraid of karma.

Hear this.

Qin Miaoyin suddenly woke up.

She quickly stood up, saluted Jiang Han, and said in a trembling voice: "Miaoyin, thank you sir!"

"No need to be polite."

Jiang Han stretched out his hand to support Qin Miaoyin, and an invisible force lifted Qin Miaoyin up. "You still have to bear the responsibility for your cause and effect. What's more, I also need you to play music for me. Isn't it the best of both worlds?"

A trace of surprise flashed in Qin Miaoyin's red phoenix eyes.

She remembered that when she first met Jiang Han, he seemed to be just a Martial King. After not seeing him for a week, he actually jumped into the martial arts world?

That's too much of an exaggeration.

Could it be said that Jiang Han originally had this level of cultivation, but he just hid it before?

Qin Miaoyin would rather believe this speculation!

"No matter what, thank you sir.

All kinds of thoughts flashed through her mind. Qin Miaoyin looked seriously, took out a jade talisman and said: "From now on, whenever you want to listen to music, you only need to input your spiritual power into this jade talisman, and Miaoyin will rush there immediately!"

"good."

Jiang Han smiled and put away the jade charm.

Qin Miaoyin's future is limitless. In terms of music and rhythm, her talent is peerless. Compared with Jiang Yiyi, who focuses on swordsmanship, she is no less talented.

There will always be some true geniuses in the world.

only.

A large part of them died early before they could grow up.

After a while.

Ye Qingluan took Uncle Zhang into the house.

"Sir, sir, you have called me here. What are your instructions?" Uncle Zhang said in a respectful tone.

Today Jiang Han has a very high status in the Ye family.

The old man of the Ye family, the previous generation head of the family, Ye Jingtian, personally announced that Jiang Han would be a guest in the Ye family. Everyone in the Ye family must respect him as "sir", otherwise they will be expelled from the Ye family!

"You also come to listen to this song."

Jiang Han chuckled and pointed to a seat casually, "Sit down, listen with your heart, and understand the way of your space."

Hear the words.

Uncle Zhang was so excited that he sat down quickly and said, "Thank you sir!"

Although he didn't know why he was asked to listen to music, it must be good for him to understand the way of space!

"Uncle Zhang."

Qin Miaoyin nodded slightly at him.

"Being able to listen to Fairy Miaoyin's song is really a blessing for me." Uncle Zhang stroked his long beard with a smile on his face and felt a little emotional in his heart.

He grew up watching Ye Qingluan, and naturally he also watched Qin Miaoyin grow up.

Total feeling.

In just a blink of an eye, the two little girls have grown slim and graceful. Although his face is no longer aging, he can still feel the passage of time.

Time is most unforgiving!

Fairy Miaoyin slowly sat down, her long and elegant slender jade fingers gently touched the strings, Qi Condensation deep in thought.

The next moment.

The sound of the piano suddenly sounded in the hall.

The sound of the piano is euphemistic but resolute. It comes like a stream from a high mountain. Its gurgling charm stirs up the rippling music. It is also like a clear water, clear and cool, like a breeze on the lake on a summer night, which makes people feel sad. Relaxing and fresh

The strings were flying under her hands, making it unclear how many strings there were.

The listener almost forgets time and space, and only the tinkling sound of the piano is left in his ears. It is not until the end of the song that he realizes that there is only one person with one pair of hands "ten pumps..."

The lingering sound lingers.

Qin Miaoyin slowly opened her eyes and looked at Jiang Han.

…Please give me flowers…

But he was seen sitting cross-legged in silence, his whole body shrouded in golden flames, his face sometimes turning blue, sometimes turning red like a soldering iron, looking extremely weird.

The strangest thing was that the air around him rippled and seemed to be distorted countless layers.

beside.

Uncle Zhang also sat cross-legged, quite similar to Jiang Han. The air around him was like a folding fan, with extremely obvious wrinkles, but his body did not change like Jiang Han.

"They are..."

Qin Miaoyin looked puzzled.

As soon as she finished playing the song, why did it become like this?

Ye Qingluan stared at Jiang Han, then shifted his gaze to Uncle Zhang, and said softly: "I don't know, he must be absorbing something. It seems that Uncle Zhang is about to break through the Martial Saint.

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"Could it be..."

Qin Miaoyin's heart moved, "Can Heavenly Demon sound help people understand?"

"No."

Ye Qingluan slowly shook his head and whispered:

"I don't feel anything. Speaking of which, why is the sound of Heavenly Demon called Heavenly Demon, with the word 'demon' in it, but it sounds so powerless?"

"I haven't mastered it yet."

Qin Miaoyin chuckled and blinked her narrow red phoenix eyes: "Besides, it was just playing music, and it had no Entering Spirit power, so it naturally does not have the power to attack. In fact, its power should not be underestimated.

"What's more, to use the young master's words, I used the wrong instrument."

"Musical instrument?"

Ye Qingluan was slightly puzzled.

"Well, I heard from the young master that it is best to use a four-string pipa to play this piece, because the founder used a four-string pipa." Qin Miaoyin nodded seriously and said.

At this moment.

Jiang Han, who was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes filled with Tian Zhan's spirit.

An ancient and vast aura suddenly emanated from his body, causing the surrounding space to vibrate, like a huge stone being thrown into a lake, causing huge waves!

next moment.

A ferocious beast shadow appeared behind Jiang Han, shaped like a yellow sac, red like red fire, with six legs and four wings, and was faceless.

The head of the twelve ancestral witches, the ancestral witch of space

Emperor Jiangguang!