The Legend of Futian

The dragon tortoise set off again, roaring and rolling across the void, space cracks appeared between the sky and the earth, and the screams from the dragon tortoise's mouth seemed to make people cry.

The more tragic nature is the Divine Comedy of Tragedy. On top of the dragon tortoise’s huge body, this ruined city has formed a field of Music Avenue, where all the powerful are trapped, including those who have survived the Great Tribulation. Existence is also enveloped in the artistic conception of the tragic divine song, falling into absolute sadness and unable to extricate itself.

Those who have survived the second major divine calamity have the strongest resistance, but they want to win the guqin but cannot do it. Gradually, the sound of the piano invades, and they also enter that absolute sad mood. A feeling of absolute sadness can even overwhelm a strong will. Unless a practitioner has stripped away his seven passions and six desires, he will not be able to break free from the music played by the great emperor.

No matter how strong the cultivation base is, you must fall into it.

Gradually, apart from the screaming sound of the dragon tortoise, this space became extremely quiet, with only the extremely sad sound of the piano.

Ye Futian has fallen into this sadness. Knowing that he can't resist, he didn't resist the sound of the piano, but let the flow take its course and let himself immerse in. He wanted to see if this sadness could completely destroy it. Break him, he still wants to see what is hidden in this extreme sadness.

Practicing piano music, he knows that every piano sound contains its meaning. He wants to feel the artistic conception when Shenyin Great plays the music, and wants to see why Shenyin Great can create such a sad rhythm.

After entering that artistic conception, the sadness hidden deep in Ye Futian seemed to be stimulated at the same moment. From his childhood to today, even those forgotten memories have surfaced in his mind, accompanied by the extreme sadness. The rhythms appear together, as if all emotions have been replaced by sadness. I can no longer think of other things, and there are no other emotions.

Even, he seemed to have returned to the past, directly substituting into the memory of that year, seeing the Hua Fengliu being abolished, seeing the master's death in battle, seeing the understanding of the word god, and seeing the great teacher let him turn away. Resolutely back and so on... All the sadness came to mind, and it made him return to the state of mind at the time, and even magnified the sad emotion, making him fall into the trap, as if he could no longer escape.

The tears on his face flowed down unknowingly, and those eyes were no longer glamorous, empty and weak, only sad and desperate, just like a living dead, Ye Futian had even forgotten other things, forgotten himself What he wanted to do, I'm afraid he himself did not expect to fall into it completely.

It's not just him, everyone has fallen into it, including those who have gone through the Great Tribulation, and have come to today in the long years of cultivation. Who has no story? There are some emotions hidden deep in everyone's hearts. The things they have experienced are just suppressed in the week and will not affect their mood at all.

But under this divine tragedy, no one can escape. No matter how powerful your cultivation is, as long as you are a human, as long as you have seven emotions and six desires, you will be affected by it.

The scene in front of you is absolutely shocking if you are seen by outsiders. The three worlds, Shenzhou, the Dark World, the Sky God Realm and many other top-level figures, some of the existences standing at the peak, the corners of their eyes are full of tears, and they fall into this sadness. Among them, such a scene is rare in a thousand years.

In the quiet space, the guqin that contains the meaning of the great emperor floats in the void. The strings beat on their own, playing this divine tune with endless sadness, as if there is never an end. The dragon tortoise continues to move forward in the void, one by one. Dark cracks appeared, as if to bring the powerful into the endless darkness, eternal exile.

Behind Ye Futian, the powerhouses of Tianyu Academy also fell. Lao Ma’s face was full of tears, thinking of the death of Xiao Ling’s parents. The unforgettable sadness is the permanent pain in his heart, no matter he At any level, it will always be hidden in the depths of memory, but at this moment it has been thoroughly inspired.

Everyone has a different sadness, but the ending is the same. Without exception, all the strong are caught in that sadness.

Time passed unconsciously, and I don’t know how long it has passed. Ye Futian, who was trapped in that extreme sadness, suddenly seemed to have a ray of consciousness awakening. He seemed to have entered a very mysterious mood, and the sadness remained. It didn't dissipate, he was still immersed in it, but he seemed to be awake, as if an inexplicable force was affecting him, or he seemed to perceive the artistic conception contained in the sad music.

Although he closed his eyes, everything in front of him was so clear, so illusory and unpredictable. The guqin floating in front of him was no longer just a guqin. Before the guqin, it appeared. A figure of peerless elegance, looks more than 30 years old, a seat of white clothes surpassing snow, with a dusty temperament.

Seeing this figure appeared, Ye Futian's heart was beating, as if pulling back a ray of thought from the sadness.

Is this an illusion?

In front of the guqin, a figure appeared, as if the guqin was not played by himself, but he was playing, however, no one could see his existence.

"This is not an illusion!" Ye Futian had a voice in his heart. This was definitely not an illusion, but that he had truly entered that artistic conception, perceiving the picture in front of him, and perceiving the existence of the Great Emperor.

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This guqin is definitely not just as simple as a piano, nor is it just a ray of will of the emperor.

"The emperor!" A voice came out, it was Ye Futian's voice, like a voice from his soul, the emperor of ancient times countless years ago, the first person of music, does he still have life today?

If so, how did Shenyin Great exist?

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After Ye Futian made a sound, waited quietly, waiting for the response from the other party. The flow of time seemed to be exceptionally slow. The sound of a sigh came out, and it seemed that there was still endless sadness. With only a sigh, he sent Ye Futian again. Into that absolute sad mood.

However, this sigh of sigh caused Ye Futian's heart to produce violent waves, as if it had confirmed all the previous guesses, Luo Tianzun was indeed right, and the emperor was really there!