The Legend of Futian

Ye Futian carried the rest of his life and walked on the mountain road, stepping on the white snow.

The invisible force of repression hangs down everywhere, crushing people.

He smiled bitterly and made difficult steps. Compared with this pressure, the evil thoughts did not affect him so strongly. Although he did not fully recover, the imperial will always existed, and his will was unshakable. The evil thoughts were not easy to attack him. .

The rest of his life was very dead. In the state of enchantment, he took him and Ye Wuchen for a few days, and he also fought with the Buddha, exhausted his strength, and remained in a state of fainting, but this is also good, he will not Perceiving the existence of that evil thought, as long as he is carrying it, he can also go up to Tianshan with him.

"Fast." Ye Futian looked up, and the top of Tianshan Mountain was not far away, as if it were close at hand. This distance was just a step away for him, and he could easily cross it, but here is Tianshan Mountain.

He stepped out again, leaving deep footprints on the snow, and the snow fell on him all over the sky. As if he could not feel the cold, he allowed Baixue to fall on his body and land on his head, and he went up step by step. However, although he walked very hard and slowly, he never gave up. This is also the obsession of the rest of his life. He still took him up the mountain before entering the magic, and wanted to fulfill him.

Hua Qingqing always followed, looking at the back, she was a little surprised, she naturally understood what kind of pressure she was under, but Ye Futian was able to walk up step by step with a person on his back, what kind of will?

The two moved forward one after the other, snail-like, moving up a little bit, forgetting time and forgetting fatigue.

Ye Futian felt a little numb, and he didn't know how long he had walked. When he took the last step and walked to the top of the mountain, he felt a sense of nagging.

Raising his head and glancing at the sky, it was still very high. The vast white snow kept falling from the sky, reaching out his hand, a snowflake fell on the palm of his hand, Ye Futian's face showed a bright smile, as if relieved.

The invisible pressure seemed to disappear at this moment, with only endless ease.

Looking back, he stood at the edge of the mountain at this moment, as if he had a panoramic view of the whole world, a kind of exhilaration of the peak of the mountain.

It is rumored that there is an invisible aura around the top of Tianshan Mountain, and no one can directly come up from the side.

Closing his eyes, Ye Futian exhaled a stale gas, then turned around and looked at the mountaintop landscape. The vast white snow covered the mountaintop. He lifted his feet and walked forward for the rest of his life, where there seemed to be two snowmen.

The two snowmen were sitting cross-legged with the guqin on their knees, and they looked at it with concentration, as if playing on the piano.

Although it is only a snowman, it has only its shape and can not see its appearance, but Ye Futian can still feel the extraordinary temperament. The person on the left is white Xuehua with long hair, sprinkled on his shoulder, and the action of fiddle is endlessly chic. Ye Fu Tian seems to be able to imagine an extremely chic and peerless figure playing there, while another figure, at a glance, Ye Futian recognizes who this person is.

This is, Ye Qingdi.

Since this is Emperor Ye Qing, then whoever is the other is also eager to come out. Today, the Eastern Divine Communist, the East Phoenix Emperor.

It is true that the rumors are true. There is a legend of the two emperors on the Tianshan Mountains, and they have left footprints here.

In today's era, the statue of Emperor Ye Qing in Eastern China is completely destroyed. It is commendable to retain Ye Qing's shape here.

Hundreds of years ago, the Emperor Donghuang and Ye Qingdi were here to play the piano, to sing to drink wine, suppress the magic birds, to express their revenge, but why, nowadays, the Emperor Huanghuang is the master of the world, but there is no Ye Qingdi in the world.

What happened after the two emperors ruled the world?

Putting down the rest of his life, Ye Futian bowed to Ye Qingdi's snowman statue. Although he didn't know what Ye Qingdi had to do with himself, it was bound to be very profound.

As he bent down, Ye Futian's eyes fell in a direction on the snow, and then he walked forward to plan the snow, and then he saw a wine gourd.

This wine gourd was not buried deep in the snow. Could it be that when they went to Tianshan, someone had come to Tianshan to drink?

Ye Futian felt a wave in his heart. Looking around, Tianshan was empty, but there was no snow.

However, who is drinking on Tianshan?

If someone goes to Tianshan, what is he to cultivate for realm?

Moreover, there does not seem to be a bell on Tianshan. Why does the bell on Tianshan ring?

Ye Futian looked at the two snowman statues in front of him. He felt that there seemed to be a wave of fluctuations, and he couldn't help running the idea of ​​freedom. At this moment, in his world of perception, he actually saw two vivid figures, Dong Emperor Phoenix and Emperor Ye Qing seemed to come alive and appeared in his perception.

"Senior." Ye Futian shouted at Ye Qingdi's statue. Hundreds of years ago, Ye Qingdi had not yet become the emperor. He was younger and more unruly than Ye Qingdi who Ye Futian saw in the Tianyao Mountain in Qingzhou City. Free and easy.

The Emperor Donghuang had bright eyes, a black shawl, and was extremely handsome. The whole person showed a distinguished temperament.

Ye Futian naturally understands that he did not really see the two, but the projection of his will, which has long ceased to exist.

A series of notes appeared in the mind, beating on the guqin in front of the knees of each person. Each beating note seemed to be imprinted in Ye Futian's mind. The beating notes one by one were in Ye Futian's His mind turned into a piano song. At this moment, he developed an illusion, as if he was listening to the sound of this song, transcending time and space, listening to the playing of the Emperor Donghuang and Ye Qing.

Ye Futian closed his eyes, the picture in his mind became clearer. He seemed to travel back to the past. In the era of hundreds of years ago, when the two emperors were young, they composed a song on the top of Tianshan Mountain. In the world, they know each other and live together.

Such two people, peerless and arrogant, they have jointly reached the top of Divine Land, but why did everything happen later?

Is it because of power?

Ye Futian only felt a sense of loss. He opened his eyes, looked up at the white snow, and sat cross-legged.

Qin Hun appeared, and Ye Futian began to play.

The notes are beating, and the melodious tunes come out. This piano sound is beautiful, cheerful and cheerful, walking the world, and being happy and revenge. From the piano sound, you can feel the player playing the world with the sword when he was young. Heart, want to achieve the ambition of the heart, not to be disturbed by the things in the world.

When Ye Futian played, in front of the two snowman statues of Emperor Ye Qing and Emperor Donghuang, there was a wave of notes jumping and manifesting.

On the other side, a beautiful figure walked up the mountain, and Hua Qingqing finally came here. Her beautiful eyes looked towards Ye Futian, but she saw Ye Futian sitting and playing the piano.

Hua Qingqing likes the melody. She is a lover of the piano. She can naturally appreciate the mystery of the piano. The piano is too beautiful. There is no trace of impurities in the melodious music. The mood expressed by the piano is as pure as normal.

She lifted her footsteps and walked towards Ye Futian and the rest of her life step by step, leaving footprints in Bai Xue.

After a while, she came to Ye Futian and the rest of her life. She took a deep look at Ye Futian, but did not do anything. She could not bear to interrupt the sound of the piano.

Ye Futian knew she was coming, but he couldn't bear to stop, and the notes that kept beating came to his mind. He flicked the strings with his fingers and felt the mood of Emperor Donghuang and Ye Qing at that time with the sound of the piano.

The beautiful and melodious piano sound gradually changes, the song sound becomes low, and a ray of sadness is revealed. The mood of pleasure and enmity is extremely overshadowed. From the sound of the piano, a faint feeling of struggle and mood can be felt. Struggling, the pure and immaculate heart was disturbed, and they could not keep the previous pure and chic. They struggled and wanted to break it all, they were painful, sad, and angry.

The snow was falling and growing, and I felt the sadness in the sound of the piano.

In Hua Qingqing's mind, a picture of the two emperors stroking the piano also appeared. With the continuous sound of the piano, her spiritual monkey enjoyed a strong impact, and was completely substituted into the mood.

When she ascended the Tianshan Mountains, she also had inner struggles and thoughts.

Qinyin changed again. After struggling and suffering, everything returned to peace, as if the heart was as quiet as water. They still kept the purity and the beauty.

Snowflake fluttered in the air, Hua Qingqing looked up, she was fascinated and knew the piano naturally, she had never heard such a perfect tune ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Looking at the notes jumping ahead, Hua Qingqing also sat on the snow, The soul appeared, and the long, beautiful ten-finger struck the strings, playing along with the music played by Ye Futian, and there was a faint resonance. This song was played by the two emperors. The two played together with a stronger mood. .

At the top of the Tianshan Mountains, the sound of the piano that straddles time and space plays in the snow, which is so beautiful.

In the calm tunes, they can feel the sublimation of the two emperors. They are as pure as ever, sticking to their hearts, but the melody gradually becomes sharp, high-pitched, as if they want to sing and sing.

In the sound of the piano, Ye Futian and Hua Qingqing involuntarily merged all their spiritual power into it. The snow in the sky was flying in the air, and the aura was flowing madly. At this moment, Ye Futian and Hua Qingqing felt that the top of the whole Tianshan was like It's different, the endless brilliance is falling from the Tianshan Mountain, every snowflake looks like a mood.

They seemed to see the two emperors playing in the snow, and the endless golden light fell from the sky toward the Tianshan Mountains. They wanted to cover the entire Tianshan Mountains, but what was more terrible was the mood and the heart , Want to reach the extreme mood.

The high-pitched piano sound contained the determination of the emperor. On Ye Futian, the light of the emperor faintly appeared.

At this moment, Ye Futian understood that on the top of the Tianshan Mountain hundreds of years ago, the two emperors strengthened their convictions. They wanted to reach the top of the mountain and become the emperor of Divine Land. Their music is writing the world!

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