I use the Xueba system to cultivate immortality and immortality

Chapter 89 Ensemble

boom~~
woo-

There was a sound of piano and flute ensemble in the plum blossom forest.

Distant, ethereal, with a sound that cleanses the soul.

People walking in the park all stopped and listened. They couldn't help but immerse themselves in the beautiful melody of ancient music played by the piano and flute.

Even the children who were playing and playing couldn't help but stop, and were attracted by the sound of the piano and the Xiao to quiet down.

Everyone was deeply attracted by this ethereal piano sound and distant Xiao sound, and unconsciously immersed themselves in the ancient melody and couldn't extricate themselves.

Qin Hao and Han Ziqi played a song together, and when they played together for the first time, there was a wonderful feeling of perfect harmony between the piano and the flute.

Han Ziqi was surprised to find that she was unconsciously brought into that wonderful artistic conception.

This is the power of artistic conception.

Qin Hao's piano music contains wisps of artistic power, which can affect people's hearts and bring them unconsciously.

In the forest, birds flew in one after another and stopped on the branches to listen to the beautiful music.

Man and nature are in exceptional harmony at this moment.

Unfortunately, songs always have to end.

After playing the last note on the left, Qin Hao slowly stopped.

Han Ziqi beside her was in a daze. She vaguely sensed a wonderful artistic conception, but she couldn't figure it out, and her heart was scratching her head.

"It's so wonderful. Is this the wonder of artistic conception?"

Han Ziqi sighed quietly, after all, she still couldn't get in.

In the end, she still couldn't comprehend the mystery of that artistic conception, and could only linger at the door, eager to push open the door and enter.

It's really hard.

"it is good!"

There was a loud shout from the crowd.

Only then did everyone wake up from the beautiful melody.

They clapped their hands one after another. All the men, women, old and young felt that their minds were peaceful and peaceful. They had an ethereal and clean feeling after being washed, and they felt very comfortable physically and mentally.

"It plays so well!"

"Ensemble of harps and flutes, you didn't expect that our Chinese guqin and flute sounds have such magical power?"

A young man said with amazement on his face.

Everyone applauded and looked at Qin Hao and Han Ziqi with a kind of admiration in their eyes.

"Master, can you teach me how to play the guqin?"

The young man stepped forward excitedly and asked.

"I am a student at the Conservatory of Music, and I study piano, but now after listening to you playing the guqin, I suddenly found that the guqin is the most charming."

"I decided to switch to Guqin."

He was so excited that he obviously changed his interests after listening to Qin Hao and Han Ziqi's piano and flute ensemble.

From then on, I fell in love with Guqin, an instrument with a long history in China.

"If you want to learn, sign up and study with this beauty."

Qin Hao nodded with a smile and pointed at Han Ziqi beside him.

Only then did she wake up and said with a smile: "Of course you can learn guqin. This is my business card. You can come to my store to learn guqin when you are free."

"I want to learn too."

Seeing this, other young men and women all rushed forward and took their business cards. They all began to have a strong interest in ancient instruments such as the guqin.

Some old people nodded happily after seeing it.

"The young people today are really good."

"great!"

"It is up to these young people to pass on the ancient Chinese skills."

"Yes, many ancient traditions have been cut off."

"Young people all like Western culture. They have thrown away the countless treasures passed down by their ancestors and are proud of their stinky Western feet."

An old man shook his head and sighed.

Some people are lamenting, and they feel that many people in the younger generation are like this.

Poisoned by the invasion of Western culture, everyone admires Western culture, but forgets the precious things inherited from the ancient Eastern country of China for thousands of years.

It’s so pathetic, deplorable, pitiful, and hateful!
"One more song!"

Someone shouted.It immediately resonated and many people spoke up.

"Yes, one more song."

"The young people play so beautifully, it makes people feel peaceful and peaceful."

"One more song."

There were many people gathered around, and everyone shouted for Qin Hao and Han Ziqi to continue playing a song together.

After all, the guqin music is so beautiful.

"How about another song?"

Han Ziqi was very excited and looked at Qin Hao expectantly.

She understood that the young man in front of her was more powerful than her. The guqin played a unique rhythm, which contained a mysterious power of artistic conception.

This is definitely a teenage master.

Qin Hao smiled and nodded happily: "Okay, of course it's no problem to play another song. Anyway, it's idle."

"Then, what song do you want to play?"

Han Ziqi asked happily, looking at him expectantly.

Qin Hao thought for a while and said: "How about playing the song "Pure Land of Brahma" this time, can you do it?"

"Brahma Pure Land? I know a little bit, but not much. I may not be good at it."

Han Ziqi lowered her head in embarrassment and whispered.

"It's okay, I will lead you with the music of the piano -" Qin Hao smiled and shook his head to express that it was okay.

"Okay, let's get started."

Han Ziqi nodded happily, adjusted her breathing rhythm, and got ready.

Next, the two continued to play a song together.

Brahma’s pure land!
"When~~"

As soon as the sound of the piano sounded, everyone quickly fell silent.

Everyone listened quietly, and then Han Ziqi's whistle sounded.

The two played together, and after having a tacit understanding for the first time, they also cooperated very well this time.

Qin Hao guided her intentionally or unintentionally, and quickly injected a touch of artistic power, giving her an ancient, distant and otherworldly charm.

This piece of music contains a transcendent artistic conception.

Qin Hao also realized for the first time this wonderful and otherworldly artistic conception, like a hermit in the mountains, a kind of transcendental artistic conception in which the ancient Qi masters swallowed the energy of the sun and moon in the mountains and pursued immortality.

It is like a piece of pure land slowly unfolding in front of people's eyes. After listening to it, everyone can't help but immerse themselves in it, with infinite yearning in their hearts.

The hustle and bustle of the city, the irritability of work, and the pressure of life all make modern people breathless.

At this moment, the song Brahma Pure Land nourishes the boring soul like trickling spring water, soothes people's restless souls and restores tranquility and peace.

It's like being in a pure land without any worries.

While Qin Hao was playing, his consciousness was constantly integrated into the melody of the piano sound, feeling the unique artistic conception that transcended the world and seemed to have some understanding.

His whole body's temperament changed drastically, exuding traces of ethereal aura, like a hermit transcending the mortal world.

The crowd around them gathered more and more, everyone stopped and listened.

In the park and among the trees, a large number of birds flew freely and landed on the branches, each one clapped neatly and listened to this wonderful and beautiful tune.

After 45 minutes, a Brahma Pure Land ensemble was completed.

Qin Hao slowly opened his eyes, a unique halo flashed across his eyes, and there was an ethereal aura about him.

"So, the music can still be played like this?"

Han Ziqi woke up faintly, her whole body in a trance.

Look at the people around you who are all immersed in it and haven't woken up yet.

"Let's leave quietly now."

Qin Hao pointed to the quiet crowd. A large number of people gathered around. If he didn't leave now, he might not be able to leave later.

"Okay, go quietly."

Han Ziqi nodded excitedly and immediately packed her things after discovering this problem.

She followed Qin Hao and they quietly walked out of the pavilion and left here.

After the two people left, the crowd around them woke up from the melody of the piano one by one.

When people just woke up, they saw that the pavilion was empty, and they suddenly felt lost.

(End of this chapter)