"My junior analyzed the piano music so thoroughly. Even if you can't play it, you must be fine. It's better to collaborate with Junior Murong to leave a good story for this spiritual tea party." Wang Sen from Black Wind Academy suggested with a smile.

"Yeah, it's so good, everyone knows the song of the waka, you will never refuse, junior." Mu Qiu also smiled and encouraged him.

The two major hobbies of immortals are: one is to calm the piano and music, and the other is to express one's ambition through songs. The so-called song sings to the sky and picking the ninth-grade lotus in the Tianhe River is to interpret the desire of immortals to transcend and enter the heavenly palace.

"Okay, then I will play another song to accompany my junior." Murong Zhen also looked very interested.

Ye Fei saw that everyone was clamoring and clamoring, and then he saw that Murong Zhen had already invited him, so it was hard to refuse again. Otherwise, Murong Zhen would be the first to offend him.

It was not so cute at the moment, and walked to the middle of the hall generously and said, "It is better to have fun and enjoy everyone than to have fun. I'm a song, and senior Murong talks about the piano. Other seniors are worse than to dance swords together. There is no need to use spiritual power, just dance moves."

"Well, this is a good suggestion, come, come." Murong Zhen shouted excitedly to the door: "Temporarily withdraw these things."

A team of waiters came in and removed the food that had not yet been eaten.

After a while, the hall became empty.

"My weapon is a spear, can I participate?" Wang Sen asked hesitantly. Judging from his expression, he was extremely eager to participate.

"Yes, any weapon is fine. Senior Yun Yao is good at nine-section whip. She can stand in the middle and fight with senior Wang Sen with a long spear. As long as you don't need to use spiritual power, you can perform more fancy. Anyway, everyone can just play with it." Ye Fei successfully mobilized everyone's interest.

"What song is my junior going to write?" Murong Zhen put on his posture, pressed the strings with his hands, and waited for Ye Fei to speak.

"Sometimes, I wonder what we cultivators are pursuing. Some people say it is for transcendence, but after transcendence, what is our pursuit?" Ye Fei walked to the window, looked at the bright moon in the sky and the big water-blue star, and pondered slightly.

Just as everyone was waiting a little impatiently, an extremely powerful aura suddenly burst out from Ye Fei's body. This did not come from his spiritual power, but from his pursuit, his belief, and the goal he had been working on: "Where is my pursuit, the bright moon, the big water blue star, I want to go and see it."

Ye Fei's words made everyone in the hall unable to help but look at the bright moon and starry sky through the window.

"A song proves my heart. One day, I will step on that land and see if it is the paradise in my heart." Ye Fei turned his head and nodded slightly to Murong Zhen.

The prelude of the light piano sounded, and Ye Fei opened his voice and sang loudly:

Outside the mountain is clear mountain

It's sunny outside the Qingshan Mountain

There is longing outside the sky

Missing is always in my heart

It's yesterday in my heart

Yesterday was lingering

It's a separation in lingering

Which day do you give me forever

Looking at the bright moon every night

The moon is missing

I hope the cliff of heaven will be bright

Everything can be seen

It's yesterday in my heart

Yesterday was lingering

It's a separation in lingering

Which day do you give me forever

He sang twice in a row, and the sound stopped. Ye Fei looked at the starry sky with a blurred look, with a hint of loneliness and longing in his expression.

Everyone stopped and was infected by his emotions. They all looked at the starry sky with his eyes. At this moment, they were also thinking about what their pursuit was. Perhaps, traveling to the starry sky universe is also a good goal.

Ye Fei came to his senses and accompanied everyone to dance swords and have fun. He did not use spiritual power, but only used moves. He seemed to have become the martial arts performer, and he could dance colorfully with a weapon at will.

His best skills are sword dance. In line with his fantasy steps, his sword dance made everyone stop and watch his performance straight.

Before we knew it, everyone's relationship became closer. Murong Zhen asked the waiter to put on delicious food again and serve spiritual tea.

With the previous songs and dances and beautiful piano music, everyone had a great time talking, and Yun Yao finally stopped showing her face to Ye Fei. When Ye Fei talked to her, she responded with a smile. This was exactly what Ye Fei wanted to achieve.

"Senior Sister Yunyao, I have something to ask for," Ye Fei saw that the conversation was almost done, and bowed to Yunyao with a smile.

"Sister, please tell me." Yun Yao raised her hand and replied with a smile.

Ye Fei's sword dance is too outstanding. Although he has not applied spiritual power, just with his steps and sword dance, it can be imagined that his sword technique will definitely not be small after being applied spiritual power. No matter where he is, having strong strength is undoubtedly the easiest to be recognized by others.

"I want to buy the low-grade magic weapon in my senior sister's hand. If my senior sister is willing to give up, I am willing to pay twice the price. If my senior sister thinks it is less, it will be fine to triple it." Ye Fei's words surprised Yun Yao.

Although her magic weapon was taken out and used during the competition, how did Ye Fei know the name of her magic weapon?

"I'm just a low-grade magic weapon, and there's nothing special about it. Why are you so interested in it?" Yun Yao asked in confusion.

"Because this magic weapon was originally from my family, it was sent out for some reasons. Although he is ordinary, his meaning to me is not ordinary." Ye Fei thought of his father's determination when he cut off his back.

Since then, there has been no news about his father. He is afraid that his father will run to Feixian Island alone, and he doesn't even dare to think about it.

Although his realm has improved very quickly, he is still just an ant in front of a giant like Feixian Island.

The Cloud-Puncture Staff was given to him by his father. Although he was forced to hand it over, he had always kept this magic weapon in mind. He had already made a secret decision in his heart that one day he would go to Yunhuamen to get the magic weapon back.

"Is it your family's belonging?" Yun Yao asked with some disbelief.

"I don't need to lie to my senior sister. I am a child of the Ye family in Kashyapa City. If I guess correctly, my senior sister's magic weapon will come from Yunhua Sect." Ye Fei said with a certain tone.

"Our Yunhua Sect will not do anything to snatch other people's magic weapons." Yun Yao shook her head suddenly and said.

"It turns out that the senior sister comes from Yunhua Sect. In fact, this magic weapon was given to you by an elder of our Ye family. She exchanged it for a pill from you. I didn't say that Yunhua Sect was forcing her to rob her." Ye Fei saw that Yun Yao was so responsive, and quickly explained.

After hearing Ye Fei say this, Yun Yao breathed a sigh of relief: "Since it is your property, then you can take it back." Yun Yao took out the Yun-piercing Staff from the Qiankun bag and placed it on the table in front of Ye Fei.

"Thank you for your understanding." Ye Fei didn't expect that it would be easier to return to the magic weapon. He took out a spirit stone bag from the Qiankun bag and placed it in front of Yun Yao and said, "Senior sister, my elder was an equivalent exchange at that time. Now I will take back the Yun Shun Wand, so I can't let you suffer a loss. These spirit stones are just used as the money for me to buy the magic weapon."

Yun Yao quickly refused: "No, no, this is originally something passed down from your family." Yun Yao waved her hands repeatedly.
Chapter completed!