Chapter 753

Mo Li knew in his heart that it was not so easy to finish the test of the woman in front of him, but he had no choice for the people who were still confused, and the treasure house that the woman said was successful.

Anyway, there's no other way to go. Let's have a try. Even if we really can't finish the test in the end, the worst result is that when it's time to close the secret place, everyone will be led out and leave the joyful garden. I believe everyone will wake up.

"Good! Please give me some advice

Don't leave the whole person a lot easier after you want to understand. Sometimes it's not good to be a living horse doctor.

The woman didn't say much, green jade finger on the string, dry and crisp into the theme.

"Keng"

The first note sounded, Mo Li was shocked!

Sitting at the stone table, his body suddenly trembles, listening to the notes that pop up with the woman's fingers, feeling the familiar energy waves from the strings. After a short period of consternation, great surprise surges into his heart.

Requiem! I didn't expect that this woman was playing Requiem!

Although you long's spirit has been integrated since childhood, there will be slight repulsion between you long's spirit and Mo Li's spirit, which also leads to the overkill and obsession in Jiufeng city. Later, I met Mo Zhiyin on the cliff. I was shocked that Shifu had arranged everything more than 20 years ago. At the same time, I was full of pity for my younger martial sister who had been alone for many years.

From then on, Mo Zhiyin would play Requiem for Mo Li from time to time to help purify the violence and thoughts in his spirit. Before Mo Li set out for Nanyuan, Mo Zhiyin worried that he would encounter an unexpected situation, so he taught the Requiem completely. Mo Li didn't expect to hear this song again here!

Only the two of them can hear Mo Zhiyin's Requiem. The so-called "Zhiyin" is just for Zhiyin! Mo Li doesn't know why the woman named peach blossom in front of her can play this song, and the moving notes are even more melodious than Mo Zhiyin's skillful hand. Even the soul of the dragon in the sea resonates with it and becomes quiet and peaceful.

In the octagonal pavilion under the peach blossom tree, there are bursts of soft light. The soft energy will surround it, and the physical and mental fatigue will be swept away with the melodious sound of the piano.

In the seven Requiem songs, the woman in the pavilion only knows the first five. After playing the seven Requiem songs, the woman's ruddy face appears pale, and her smooth forehead is covered with a layer of sweat.

The woman's purplish red lips slightly closed, forced out a smile, weak asked: "I don't know if you can understand?"

Mo Li's heart has been very confused, he is more and more curious about the identity of the woman in front of him. Is the Requiem of Shuo Qing Zong from this woman's school? That's a coincidence, isn't it?

He was chosen as the so-called "seven emotions" Zun. The Dragon Spirit resisted the illusion of the peach blossom formation. Now he heard the Requiem again. Mo Li always felt that there was a big net behind all this. Although he hadn't figured it out yet, he must be entangled in it!

Mo Li didn't answer the woman's words for the first time. He just slowly stroked the dark Guqin behind him and sighed: "Requiem Qin... Requiem Qin... What a requiem Qin!"

Requiem, requiem. I thought this song was created by the ancestors of qingzong. Now it seems that he really knows nothing about many secrets of the sect.

"Young master? Young master

Looking at the young man's complexion in a daze, the peach blossom frowned and called softly, which made Mo Li come back to his senses.

"Oh - I'll try!"

Mo Li had already been sure, but although the tune that this woman just played was exactly the same as that of Professor Mo Zhiyin, he was not sure whether the last two pieces were changed or deviated in the process of inheritance, so he had to give it a try.

The woman was surprised when she heard that she sent Guqin to the young man. She realized that she had no clue about the second half of what the master had said for so many years. Now she heard that the young man seemed to have a way. She did not care about her identity and mission for a moment. Like a child waiting for a gift, she sat down beside the young man with joy, her jade hand holding her fragrant cheek and looking forward to it, The big eyes are shining with childlike light.

Mo Li gently breathes to calm his mind. His fingers move slowly with the score of Requiem in his memory. There is no stagnation, and it doesn't seem strange at all. When there is nothing, the melody that has been played many times will come out of your hand, and the audience will be attracted by the beautiful melody.

Different from the elegance and dignity of a woman playing the piano, don't leave her broad hands open and close. Although it's a heart stirring melody, it's more magnificent and heroic in young people's playing.

The energy that has just dissipated around us begins to gather again. Compared with the softness between us, it is more majestic and vast. It seems to be stirring, but it makes us feel more relaxed and happy.

The woman's tiredness caused by playing the first few songs dissipated in an instant, and the paleness on her small face receded in exchange for bursts of red tide. Three thousand green silk with the breeze, curved eyelashes under the smart, pupil is full of joy and excitement.

It's him!

That's him!

Listening to the tune of the young man, I can feel the strong energy fluctuation around me. Although the final result has not come out yet, the woman is sure that she is the one the master said!

Countless years of lonely waiting finally has the result, shocked and excited, the woman's eyes instantly red, each bean big tears such as the river burst, although the face is still with a charming smile, the torrent of tears is to let people see the heart is almost broken.

Mo Li felt the emotional changes of women, but as he played the Requiem, he had no time to comfort the sentimental beauty. With the beating of the notes, Mo Li feels that his mind and the dark Guqin in front of him are gradually integrated together. Every time his fingers move, he drives the vast energy flow in the string.

The gentle melody is more and more high, the surging notes are far away, the falling Ying on the lake island is floating around, ten fingers of the youth jump in the peach blossom rain, with the last note falling down, the originally calm lake suddenly burst into a series of water columns, roaring like thunder in nine days!

Shua -- Shua——

At the end of the Requiem, the dark Guqin suddenly lights up a golden light, and the former handy completely turns into a finger. When touching the Guqin again, Mo Li only feels that the Guqin is like a part of his body, with more blood than water.

Once again, peace was restored around her. After a long silence, the woman recovered from her loss. Looking up at the handsome young man in front of her, the woman smiles, like putting down the boulder hanging in her heart for many years.

"Congratulations, young master - the Qin and the joy garden are yours!"

A woman's smile is brighter than ever before. However, in this charming smile, Mo Li captures the memory and bitterness.