In fact, this dance was prepared more than a month ago, but Xiang Jing has been practicing in retreat. Mo Yi and the others have not bothered. Now that Xiang Jing has left the customs, it is time to dedicate the dance music to him.

Jing expressed great expectations for this project, and he also wanted to appreciate what kind of style the dance music between the first Qing Dynasty in Shang Dynasty and the musicians was.

"clang"

Zhongli's fingers stroked the strings, and the first note was played.

Mo Yi took a step forward and raised his pretty head like a swan.

"Clang clang clang"

With music, the sound of the piano is crisp and beautiful, like a woman groaning, looking forward to the appearance of the person in love.

Accompanied by the sound of the piano, Mo Yi began to dance, his clothes fluttering, and his dancing posture was graceful and moving. It was far better than the dancer who had assassinated Shang Youyang.

The sound of the piano is melodious, and it turns softly to listen. Suddenly there is a variation, and the sound of the piano becomes abnormally rapid, as if being on the battlefield, experiencing a battle of mountains and tsunami.

With the changes in the sound of the piano, Mo Yi's dancing posture also became hurried, like a heroine, and went straight to kill the enemy.

The sound of the piano is getting faster and faster, more and more intense, like a magic sound around your ears, immersive.

"clang"

When the sound of the piano reached the highest peak, it suddenly stopped, and Mo Yi's figure also suddenly stopped, as if suddenly awakened from a dream, which made people feel a little trance.

Immediately afterwards, the sound of the piano re-emerged, low and tactfully, like a complaint, like seeing a woman standing on the city wall, eagerly looking forward to the return of her sweetheart, but the shroud of horse leather was waiting to be returned.

Mo Yi also slowly fell to the ground following the dance music, his eyes tragically tragic.

At the end of the song, Zhongli stroked the piano, his fingers lightly hooked the strings, and three soft sounds sounded like a woman crying in a low voice.

At the end of the song, Mo Yi and Zhong Li stood up and leaned slightly.

Xiang Jing was closing his eyes at this moment, his mind still immersed in the dance music, a drop of tears slowly falling from the corner of his eyes.

"metropolitan"

Seeing this, Mo Yi couldn't help but whispered.

Xiang Jing stretched out his hand and waved it and said, "I'm okay."

Reaching out to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, Xiang Jing applauded and laughed sincerely, "Okay, very good, I like it very much, what is the name of this dance song?"

Mo Yi and Zhong Li looked at each other and said, "The old man is home."

"The old man returns, the old man returns."

Xiang Jing whispered softly, admiringly saying, "What a good old friend, this seat loves it very much, let's talk about what rewards you want, even if you mention, all this seat can do to satisfy you."

Mo Yi shook his head and said, "Sect Master, this dance music is dedicated to you. It is only performed for you. We don't need any rewards."

Xiang Jinggang wanted to say something, but seeing that Mo Yi and Zhong Li looked firm, they let them go.

As soon as Mo Yi and Zhong Li opened the door, they saw the disciples standing outside, and even Wu Laojiu, Xue Li and others.

They have different expressions, but they are all attracted by the sound of the piano.

Just as Wu Laojiu wanted to ask, Zhong Li put his finger to his mouth and said in a silent gesture, "If you have something to say, don't disturb the lord."

Wu Laojiu nodded and said softly, "It's all gone. If you have any questions, please ask Senior Mo and Senior Zhong in private."

Wu Laojiu's words were naturally addressed to those disciples. Although full of doubts, these disciples left obediently.

Not to mention that Wu Laojiu and others currently have no substantive positions in the sect, but Xiang Jing usually delegates the affairs of the sect to them, allowing them to establish a powerful presence in the hearts of this group of disciples.

After all the disciples were gone, Wu Laojiu took Mo Yi and Zhong Li to the alchemy pavilion, and asked what happened just now and why Zhong Li would play such wonderful music.

Xue Li, Huang Yu and others also looked at them curiously.

Mo Yi and Zhong Li told them the whole story.

"Thanks to Sect Master Xiang, otherwise the two of us might never see each other in this life."

After listening to their stories, Wu Laojiu and the others couldn't help but sigh with emotion, but fortunately they met Xiang Jing.

"What about the suzerain?" Xue Li asked, "We were already shocked just by listening to the music. What is the expression of the suzerain when listening to the optimistic dance?"

"Sect Master?" Mo Yi pursed his lips, wondering if he should tell them.

"There are just a few of us here, it's okay, let's talk, we promise not to say it." Huang Yu promised, patting his chest.

"Well, okay." Mo Yi couldn't resist the look they were looking forward to. Mo Yi only said, "There is a tear from the main stream."

"A tear?"

"A tear!"

Wu Laojiu and the others were a little surprised. In their eyes, Xiang Jing was like an iron man who could not be defeated. There was no weakness in his body. Any problem encountered by him would be solved without any difficulty, let alone crying.

Now that Mo Yi said that Xiang Jing actually shed tears, it made them feel surprised and surprised.

Wu Laojiu said with some sorrow, "It seems that the lord is also a person with a story."

...

In the room, after Mo Yi and Zhong Li left, Xiang Jing slowly sighed. The return of the old man brought back many memories for Xiang Jing, and he couldn't help feeling a little melancholy.

"Girl"

Xiang Jing whispered softly, it has been almost two and a half years since he came to the ancient world. Although he has now established a firm foothold in the ancient world, he has no information about the girl.

It's not that Xiang Jing didn't want to explore it, but that he first arrived in the ancient world, and he could open it up with a system, but there must be a process. With his current power, even if he found a way to heaven, the past was nothing.

As one of the four archangels, Gabriel couldn't exert his full strength on the earth because of the power of the law, but when he arrived in other people's territory, if there was not enough preparation, the past was nothing.

Xiang Jing stayed quietly for a while, then shook his head, picked up his mood, and continued to practice.

Strengthening is the only purpose, and everything else is imaginary.

Just when Xiang Jing was about to start practicing, the guardian formation outside was suddenly broken by a trick.

The eyes that Xiang Jing had just closed suddenly opened, and then the whole person disappeared in the room and appeared above the sect.

I saw a gray-haired old man standing at the foot of the mountain at this time. It was him just now, and he broke the flame formation of the middle rank of the mysterious rank with just one move.

"Yuan Ying Period"

Seeing this old man, Xiang Jing judged his strength for the first time. Even the master of Jindan Dzogchen could not break through the formation of the middle rank of Profound Rank without a single move, so this old man must be better than Jin The Dan stage is stronger than the Yuan Ying stage.

Xiang Jing also noticed that the old man's clothes had embroidered patterns with a crescent moon, which was obviously a figure of a certain power.

"Haoyuezong Supreme Elder Jiang Qingtian!" This person suddenly appeared in Xiang Jing's mind.

Soon after, Yuan told him the answer.

"Ding, the side mission is released: Defeat the Haoyuezong Supreme Elder Jiang Qingtian."

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