Liu Ruyan's life plan is very simple: to be an ordinary fish player in Yanyu Tower, save enough money to redeem himself, and then open a snack shop to live out his old age. However, things gradually went wrong. The down-and-out sword cultivator came to listen to the music. As he listened, he had an epiphany on the spot, and his sword energy soared into the sky. The young master from a well-known family who got drunk listened and listened. The spiritual platform was clear and clear, breaking through the bottleneck that had been stuck for ten years. Even Uncle Wang, who was watering the flowers in the building, learned how to introduce Qi into his body without a teacher! Liu Ruyan: "..." I'm not, I don't have it, don't talk nonsense! Soon, Yanyu Tower changed from a place of romance to a holy place for cultivating immortals. Countless monks blocked the door with spiritual stones, crying and begging her to play a song. Liu Ruyan: Help! I just want to get off work! ——A few days after the good days, a shocking secret hit her in the face: the heirloom guqin in her hand had ancient dragon tendons as its strings. And she is the last surviving member of the dragon clan in the world. As soon as the news came out, the entire world of cultivators went crazy. Yesterday, the immortal master who respectfully begged her to play the piano showed his greed today and said: "Dragon tendons, dragon bones, dragon blood... Are all supreme treasures." They wanted to slay the dragon. They want to remove her bones and peel her skin to make a magic weapon and elixir. At the critical moment of life and death, Liu Ruyan, who was forced into a desperate situation, wept blood from her fingertips and made a mournful cry. The next moment, outside the Nine Heavens, thousands of thunders burst into silence, and a dragon roar that penetrated the heaven and earth came - "Who is bullying our cubs?"
