Rebirth of the supernatural sword emperor

Jiang Nan closed his eyes and slowly recalled the memory of a certain life in that Shura world. In that life, he was a scholar. He was in the prosperous Tang Dynasty but had no way to join the profession. He had a lot of knowledge but nowhere to put it to use. He could only waste away his passion.

On the beloved piano.

Finally, the Anlu Mountain Incident completely overturned this seemingly prosperous dynasty. The people were displaced and wars broke out. The various governors were defeated by a rebel army. Although I was a scholar in that life, I had good kung fu and resolutely

He abandoned his writing and joined the army and participated in the counter-rebellion army. However, he was sent to the rear to escort grain and grass.

After the last time our own army was completely dispersed by the opponent's army, he and hundreds of soldiers were surrounded by tens of thousands of troops until they died in battle.

"Alas!" Jiang Nan sighed softly, and brushed his fingers slightly on the piano. "Boom!" The strings of the piano vibrated slightly and made a trilling sound, like a sigh, which made everyone who heard it tremble slightly.

Liu Zijie leaned forward slightly and looked at Jiang Nan with some surprise. When she heard the first sound of the piano, she knew that Jiang Nan was definitely in trouble, so she couldn't help but listen carefully.

Jiang Nan was caressing the guqin without any distractions, and his fingers flew dexterously on the guqin like a butterfly. The melodious sound of the qin slowly sounded with Jiang Nan's hands. All the customers buying things in the store were attracted by Jiang Nan's guqin sound.

It seemed that there was a magic power in the Jiangnan music, which slowly calmed down my heart.

The most important thing about Western instruments is proficiency. Once you have reached the proficiency of an instrument, the music can be played naturally. However, Chinese classical instruments require more artistic conception and playing the piano with your heart. Otherwise, no matter how proficient you are, you will not be able to play it.

It’s just a resemblance in appearance. This is a classic accumulated from five thousand years of culture!

As Jiangnan played the piano, everyone could not help but think of a night sky full of stars, quiet and mysterious. As Jiangnan played the piano faster and faster, this tranquility was broken, and the sound of the piano became rapid and urgent.

A sense of chilling came over me. It felt like a knife cutting across the cold side of my throat, suffocating my breath.

Wang Menger, Jiang Yu, and Li Shihan, who were standing next to Jiang Nan, felt the deepest feeling, and the superpowers in their bodies couldn't help but activate.

Jiang Yu tried hard to calm down the restlessness in his heart and looked at Jiang Nan who was playing the piano in horror. Is this still the good-for-nothing brother he knew? Was he hiding himself in the past?

But Jiang Nan, who has become addicted to playing the piano, is not aware of this at all. Jiang Nan is in trouble now. The murderous aura that he had accumulated in the Shura Field unexpectedly emerged from the depths of Jiang Nan's body with the sound of the piano. It was accumulated over thousands of years.

If the murderous aura completely breaks out, not to mention Jiangnan, any creature within a radius of one thousand meters will be possessed.

But he couldn't stop at all, as if his hand was no longer his.

A violent aura filled Jiangnan's heart. In the past two months, Jiangnan suddenly grew from a student with no strength to a warrior with C-level strength. The price of this rapid rise is that his state of mind cannot keep up with him.

He could become a demon at any time. Now Jiangnan is on the verge of becoming a demon.

The chilling, cold sound of the piano filled the entire shop, and everyone felt as if the God of Death was quietly looking at them with a sickle, ready to collect their souls at any time.

Big beads of sweat streaked down Jiangnan's forehead. Jiangnan was struggling to support himself. Every fight he had experienced in that Shura field kept reappearing in his mind.

Suddenly, a picture appeared in Jiang Nan's eyes. Amidst the sky full of arrows, a crying girl with pear blossoms and rain rushed towards him, using her weak body to block the flying arrows.

The sound of the piano paused, "Dang!" The seven strings of the piano were cut off. Jiang Nan slowly opened his eyes, feeling the murderous intention that was slowly calming down, and gave a bitter smile. It seems that this period of time needs to be polished off.

Practice your xinxing, otherwise you won’t know how you will die next time.

Everyone stopped when they heard the sound of the piano, and couldn't help but feel sad. There was an exclamation from another showcase: "Someone has fainted here!"

Everyone looked at the sound, and saw an old man lying unconscious on the ground in pain, clutching his heart. Just the sound of the piano could induce a heart attack, it was so terrifying!

Liu Zijie didn't want to bother with Jiang Nan. If someone died in her store, it would definitely not be good for the store's business. She quickly organized people to provide first aid.

There was chaos in the store, and the instigator, Jiang Nan, was dragged away by Wang Menger. It was caused by his own piano playing. If it was involved, it would be another trouble. Jiang Nan's character is naturally the best option!

The four people walked out of the shop, and the three women looked at Jiang Nan like a monster. Jiang Nan scratched his head and said, "This shouldn't be my fault!"

Wang Meng'er naturally didn't think too much and pestered Jiang Nan with admiration. Li Shihan lowered her head in thought and didn't know what she was thinking. Jiang Yu glanced at Jiang Nan with a complicated look, followed by a hint of anger.

He snorted heavily and turned around and walked home.

"It seems that I have made my sister, who is full of arrogance, angry again!" Jiang Nan thought helplessly as he touched his nose.