Chapter 357 Compose the World

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

The invisible force of repression descends, everywhere, crushing people.

He smiled bitterly and stepped hard. Compared with this pressure, the influence of evil thoughts on him was not so strong. Although he did not fully recover, the emperor's will always existed, and his will was firm and unshakable. It was easier for evil thoughts to erode him. .

Yu Sheng slept very deadly. He led him and Ye Wuchen for a few days in a state of enchantment. He also fought with the Buddha, exhausted his strength, and was in a state of dizziness, but this is also good, he will not Perceiving the existence of that evil thought, as long as he carries it on his back, he can go up the Tianshan with him.

"Soon." Ye Futian raised his head and glanced at it. The top of the Tianshan Mountain was not far away, as if it was close at hand. This distance was only a step away for him, and he could easily cross it, but this is the Tianshan Mountain.

He stepped out again, leaving deep footprints on the snow, and the flying snow fell on him, as if he could not feel the cold, let the white snow fall on his body and on his head, and he walked up step by step. Although he walked very hard and slowly, he never gave up. This is also the obsession of the rest of his life. Before he became a demon, he still took him up the mountain, just to fulfill him.

Hua Qingqing always followed behind, 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 is this?

The two walked one after the other, moving like a snail, moving up a little bit, forgetting the time and exhaustion.

Ye Futian felt a little numb, and he didn't know how long he had walked. When he took the last step and walked up the mountain, he felt a trance.

He raised his head, glanced at the sky, it was still very high, and the vast white snow kept falling from the sky, stretched out his hand, a snowflake fell on his palm, a bright smile appeared on Ye Futian's face, as if relieved.

That invisible pressure seemed to disappear at this moment, and there was only an endless sense of relaxation.

Looking back, he was standing on the edge of the mountain at the moment, as if the whole world had a panoramic view, and a sense of pleasure that I was the peak of the mountain came spontaneously.

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

Closing his eyes, Ye Futian let out a sigh of turbidity, then turned around and looked at the scenery on the top of the mountain. The white snow covered the top of the mountain. He raised his steps and walked forward with Yu Sheng on his back. There, there seemed to be two snowmen.

The two snowmen were sitting cross-legged with a guqin on their knees. They looked attentively as if they were playing the qin.

Although it is only a snowman, only its shape, but not its appearance, but Ye Futian can still feel the extraordinary temperament. Futian seemed to be able to imagine an extremely chic and peerless figure playing there, while the other figure, at a glance, Ye Futian recognized who it was.

This is Emperor Ye Qing.

Since this is Emperor Ye Qing, then the other person is also ready to be revealed, and now the co-owner of the Eastern Divine State, the Great Emperor Donghuang.

The rumors are indeed true. There is a legend of the two emperors on the Tianshan Mountains, and they once left their footprints here.

In today's era, all the statues of Emperor Ye Qing in the Eastern Shenzhou have been destroyed. It is very rare to be able to preserve the shape of Emperor Ye Qing here.

Hundreds of years ago, Emperor Donghuang and Emperor Ye Qing were playing the qin here, singing to wine, suppressing demon beasts, and rejoicing in enmity.

After the two emperors ruled the world, what happened?

Putting the rest of his life down, Ye Futian bowed and saluted to Emperor Ye Qing's snowman statue. Although he didn't know what the relationship between Emperor Ye Qing and himself was, it must have something to do with him.

When bending over, Ye Futian's eyes fell in one direction on the snow, and then he stepped forward and cut the snow away. Then, he saw a wine gourd.

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

Ye Futian felt a wave in his heart, and when he looked around, the Tianshan Mountains were empty, only the white snow, and no one was there.

However, who is drinking on the Tianshan Mountains?

If someone goes to the Tianshan Mountains, what is his cultivation realm?

Moreover, there seems to be no bell on the Tianshan Mountain. Why does the bell on the Tianshan Mountain ring?

Ye Futian looked at the two snowman statues in front of him. He faintly felt that there seemed to be a wave of fluctuations, and he couldn't help but think about the concept of great freedom. At this moment, in his perception world, he faintly saw two vivid figures. Emperor Huang and Emperor Ye Qing seemed to have come to life and appeared in his perception.

"Senior." Ye Futian shouted at the statue of Emperor Ye Qing. Emperor Ye Qing was not emperor hundreds of years ago. He was younger than Emperor Ye Qing who Ye Futian saw in the Tianyao Mountain in Qingzhou City. , at ease.

As for Emperor Donghuang, he had bright eyes, black hair and a shawl.

Ye Futian naturally understood that he did not really see the two, but the projection of will, which in fact no longer existed.

One after another notes appeared in their minds, beating on the guqin in front of the two people's knees. Every beating note seemed to be imprinted into Ye Futian's mind. It turned into a song in his mind. At this moment, he had an illusion, as if he was listening to this song, across time and space, listening to the playing of Emperor Donghuang and Emperor Ye Qing.

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

Such two people, peerless arrogance, they went to the top of Shenzhou together, but why did everything happen later?

Is it because of power?

Ye Futian only felt a sense of loss, he opened his eyes, raised his head to look at the snowy sky, and then sat cross-legged.

The soul of the piano appeared, and Ye Futian began to play.

The notes are beating, and the melodious melody comes out. This piano sound is very beautiful, cheerful and unrestrained, walking the world, happy and grudge, from the sound of the piano, one can faintly perceive that the player traveled the world with a sword when he was young, lived a smart and unrestrained life, and abide by the principles. The heart, wants to realize the ambition in the heart, undisturbed by the affairs of the world.

When Ye Futian was playing, in front of the two snowmen statues of Emperor Ye Qing and Emperor Donghuang, a string of musical notes jumped and manifested.

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

Hua Qingqing likes the rhythm. She is a person who is obsessed with the qin, so she can naturally appreciate the mystery of the qin sound.

She raised her footsteps and walked towards Ye Futian and Yu Sheng step by step, leaving footprints in the snow.

After a while, she came to Ye Futian and Yu Sheng. She took a deep look at Ye Futian, but didn't do anything. She couldn't bear to interrupt the sound of the piano.

Ye Futian knew she was coming, but he couldn't bear to interrupt either. The notes that kept beating came into his mind. He plucked the strings with his ten fingers, and felt the mood of Emperor Donghuang and Emperor Ye Qing at that time through time and space.

The beautiful and melodious sound of the piano gradually changed, and the sound became low, revealing a ray of sadness. Struggling, the pure and innocent heart is disturbed, unable to maintain the pure and unrestrained before, they struggle, want to break all this, they are painful, sad, angry.

The snow is getting heavier and heavier, and it seems that he also feels the sadness contained in the sound of the piano.

Hua Qingqing also had a picture of the two emperors playing the piano in her mind. As the sound of the piano continued to enter her ears, her spirit monkey enjoyment was strongly impacted, and was completely substituted into that mood.

When climbing Tianshan, she also had inner struggles and thoughts.

The sound of the piano changed again, after the struggle and the pain, everything returned to calm, as if the heart was still like water, and they still retained that pure and beautiful.

Snowflakes danced in the air, Hua Qingqing raised her head, she was obsessed with the qin, and naturally understood the qin, she had never heard such a perfect qin song.

Looking at the beating notes ahead, Hua Qingqing also sat on the snow, the soul of the piano appeared, and the slender and beautiful ten fingers plucked the strings and played along with the music played by Ye Futian, and there was a faint resonance. The first qin piece was played by the two emperors, and the artistic conception was stronger when the two played together.

At the top of the Tianshan Mountains, the sound of the piano across time and space played in the snowflakes in the sky, so beautiful.

In the calm music, they can feel the sublimation of the two emperors' mood. They are as pure as always and stick to their hearts, but the sound of the piano gradually becomes sharp and high-pitched, as if they are about to sing and scream.

In the sound of the piano, Ye Futian and Hua Qingqing involuntarily integrated all their spiritual power into it. The flying snow was flying in the air, and the spiritual energy was flowing madly. At this moment, Ye Futian and Hua Qingqing felt that the top of the Tianshan Mountains was like a It has become different, endless brilliance hangs down from the Tianshan Mountains, and every snowflake is like an artistic conception.

They seemed to see the two emperors playing in the flying snow. The endless golden light fell from the sky and fell towards the Tianshan Mountains. They wanted to cover the entire Tianshan Mountains, but what was more terrifying was the artistic conception, the one who insisted on the original heart. , want to climb to the top of the mood.

The high-pitched piano sound contained the determination of the emperor. In Ye Futian, the light of the emperor was faintly shining, and his whole person was integrated into that artistic conception.

At this moment, Ye Futian understood that on the top of the Tianshan Mountains hundreds of years ago, the two emperors strengthened their beliefs and wanted to climb to the top and become the emperors of Shenzhou. Their song was composing the world!