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Chapter 686
Yue Zhenshan and Si Teng walked into the courtyard where Hongyi lived one after the other.

However, as soon as he walked in, the whole courtyard changed.

The originally [-]-square-meter courtyard seemed to be a hidden secret.

From the depths of the courtyard came the sound of the red-clothed piano. The sound of the piano mobilized the power of heaven and earth to form an invisible barrier covering the border of the courtyard.

This guqin was made by Yue Zhenshan himself.

Guqin has three tones, the overtones are like the sky, the scattered tones are the same as the ground, and the notes are like people. They are called the three sounds of heaven, earth and man.

The three talents of heaven, earth and man are derived, and its fixed sound is naturally compatible with yin and yang, five elements and all things.

The seven strings of the guqin, the first string belongs to earth and palaces, the second string belongs to metal and merchants, the third string belongs to wood, the fourth string belongs to fire, the fifth string belongs to water, the sixth string belongs to yin and Shaogong, and the seventh string belongs to yang. less business.

Guqin has its own seven-string phantom sound skill, which can simulate the changes of yin and yang and five elements of the zodiac with the sound of the qin, and construct a real fantasy world.

With the blessing of Hongyi's superb temperament talent, this magic weapon is even more powerful.

Yue Zhenshan has now cultivated into the true body of the dragon, and has broken through to the fourth level in terms of blood martial arts.

But at the moment of entering the courtyard, he was drawn into the illusion of piano sound.

Si Teng, who originally came in with Yue Zhenshan, had disappeared beside Yue Zhenshan and was isolated in other illusions.

Illusions can be transformed into countless illusions, and different illusions can be produced according to people's own memory.

Of course, the illusion in front of him was created by Hong Yi.

Yue Zhenshan did not forcibly break the illusion in front of him, but walked along the illusion towards the depths of the courtyard.

Since Hongyi deliberately used the illusion to isolate Si Teng.

Presumably she didn't want Si Teng to get involved between them either.

Keep walking towards the depths, the originally limited courtyard space seems to become a world.

With the deepening of Yuezhen Mountain, the illusion is infinitely expanded.

It's like a cave in a pot.

The illusion of the sound of the piano in the red clothes has a bit of the shadow of the legal domain.

Yue Zhenshan also found it inconceivable that Hongyi could practice so quickly.

When I saw her for the first time in Shanghai, this woman was wearing a red palace dress, about 1.7 meters tall, with long hair shawl, skin like snow, glamorous and moving, jewel-like eyes, full of autumn waves, like a picture in a painting humanlike.

Every frown and smile, like spring rain, is silent.

But it gave Yue Zhenshan a kind of peace of mind that he couldn't speak.

Later, she became Si Teng's tutor, and after getting acquainted with each other, Yue Zhenshan taught her the martial arts technique "Tianbo Magic Sound Jue", and Hongyi began to show her monstrous talent in rhythm.

In just two years, his martial arts practice directly broke through to the third level, mastered the laws of rhythm, and with the help of the Qixuan guqin refined by Yue Zhenshan himself, he refined seven attribute auras including gold, wood, water, fire, earth, yin and yang, and cultivated miraculous martial arts.

It was only a year since she broke through to the third level.

The illusion of the sound of the piano in red has become more and more realistic, and it is approaching the fourth-order legal domain.

With such a speed of practice, even Yue Zhenshan, who is hanging on the wall, can't help himself.

The illusion in the courtyard is the scene created by the red clothes.

Changing with the illusion, as if traveling through time and space.

When Yue Zhenshan walked into the depths of the sea of ​​flowers (illusion structure), there was a small wooden house in front of him.

Hong Yi sat in the gazebo, stroking the Guqin, colorful notes flew out of the strings like butterflies.

Colorful butterflies wrapped around Hongyi, like a fairy in a flower.

The notes of the phantom butterfly kept flying, flying towards the depths of the bamboo sea.

They turned into colorful light spots, blended into the illusion, and made the illusion continue to evolve.

Seeing Yue Zhenshan coming, Hong Yi raised his head slightly, and nodded with Yue Zhenshan.

"Mr. Yue, you are here!!"

"I am coming--"

"Miss Hongyi, the sound of the piano you played this time, I seem to see you waiting for someone."

"There are endless thoughts in the sound of the piano."

"who's that person?"

The sound of the piano is like the voice of the heart. The last time Yue Zhenshan and Si Teng listened to Hongyi playing the piano together.

As a result, the pictures they saw in the illusion were completely different.

Yue Zhenshan knew that Hongyi was special, and in her eyes, he seemed different.

The sound of the piano in red seems to be telling a story to herself (details: Chapter 532).

This time, Yue Zhenshan heard endless longing in the sound of the piano.

Could it be that Hongyi is using the sound of the piano to reject herself?
Tell yourself she's meant to belong.

"Ha ha!!"

"Mr. Yue, are you jealous?"

Seeing Yue Zhenshan's appearance, Hongyi suddenly smiled lightly.

The appearance of the red dress is somewhat playful and cute.

This sudden change made Yue Zhenshan unable to understand Hong Yi's thoughts for a while.

Hongyi got up and left the stone table, but the guqin on the stone table did not stop.

The guqin has already overflowed with the sound of the piano, turning into a colorful butterfly dancing in the illusion.

Hongyi came to the side of Yuezhen Mountain, and a set of stone tables and chairs automatically appeared in the empty courtyard.

A tea set is also included.

At the same time, Yue Zhenshan also noticed another thing.

Next to the stone table where Hongyi placed the guqin, there is also an oiled paper umbrella. This oiled paper umbrella was used by Hongyi when she was in Shanghai. I didn't expect that she would carry it with her. It must be very important.

"Mr. Yue, please drink tea!"

"Thank you."

After receiving the tea brewed by Hong Yi himself, the taste is slightly bitter and sweet at the end.

When getting along with Hongyi, there is always a strange sense of familiarity, and Yue Zhenshan can't figure out the reason for this feeling.

It was this strange sense of familiarity that made Yue Zhenshan feel that he was not himself.

It is also for this reason that Yue Zhenshan never broke through the relationship barrier, but chose to let nature take its course.

The sound of the piano in Hongyi just now seemed to be missing another person.

In this regard, he was going to make this matter clear.

If Hongyi already has her own heart, then let her go.

Now that there are several women, women must be restrained.

As for things like forcing women, it is an act that must be avoided, even if he himself cannot make mistakes.

This is a matter of principle.

"Miss Hongyi, forgive Yue for speaking bluntly."

"Your red oiled paper umbrella has been brought all the way from the magic capital to the secret place of stars. It must be very important."

"This oiled paper umbrella, is there another story!!"

"Ha ha--"

Seeing Yue Zhenshan mentioned this matter again, Hongyi smiled softly again.

Seemingly thinking of something interesting, she actually looked at Yue Zhenshan, lost in thought.

After a few breaths, he came back to his senses.

"This red oiled paper umbrella was given to me by an old friend."

"It's a pity that this old man died because of encountering a thief."

"Forehead--"

"Sorry, Miss Hongyi."

Yue Zhenshan did not expect that the person competing with him was actually a dead person.

As for the identity of the old man in Hong Yi's mouth, it is not convenient to continue asking this question.

People die like lights out, and continuing to ask is tantamount to adding salt to other people's wounds.

"Miss Red!!"

"For the red oiled paper umbrella and the Qixuan Guqin."

"Which one do you prefer?"

(End of this chapter)