Chapter 638 The Phantom of the Battlefield 3
The Golden Rat was practicing, and the Silver Rat and the others were also accumulating strength. At this time, Yang Chen, who was sitting cross-legged, said something that only he and Wen Zuo could hear;
"Not to be an example!"
Asking for the crime wanted to refute, but she didn't say it out loud. She felt wronged. She was so arrogant that she was so arrogant that she could not have seen the face of a foundation-building monk.
I couldn't calm my anger, my chest was fluctuating. I turned my pale face and leaped gently, jumped onto the torso of a big tree, trying to calm my mood.
Jin Rat was comprehension of some things, mostly drawing on the key points given by Yang Chen when some powerful monks broke through the golden elixir. Before he knew it, Jin Rat was already immersed in it.
Yang Chen was bored, so he simply took out a guqin and placed it on the flat stone in front of him, and started playing it.
"Yunshui Zen Heart"
Ancient Buddhist songs have the effect of calmness and tranquility, and guide people to understand the truth. Yang Chen just felt that his mind was not calm, so he talked about this song!
Dong...dong...dong...dong...dong...dong...
The gentle sound of the piano is like a clear spring that is spotless in the world, with birds singing and flowers scenting, the sky is clear and sunny. It is like the breeze blowing through the grassland with flowers, so vast and so calm! The free butterflies dance, back and forth between the flowers. Or like the endless sea under the blue sky, sailboats move with the wind, and seagulls chirping in the clear air. Or like a small courtyard of a farmer in the pastoral house, two or three children, smoke curling, and dry clothes dance with the wind...
In the classics of Buddhism, Yang Chen was not a happy person, but after he was reborn, some things came naturally. This song "Yunshui Zen Heart" is not all profound musical scores, but at some times, it has unexpected effects.
In the sound of the piano, Yang Chen had already forgotten himself, forgot that he was playing the guqin, forgot that he was here. It seemed that he was just lying leisurely in the palm of a big Buddha, enjoying the most beautiful and relaxing time.
Yang Chen, whose fingertips moved with his heart and his eyes were slightly closed, had a faint light on his body at this time.
Chapter completed!