The Sword Cultivator Forced to Transfer

From a rational point of view, Ye Wuchen felt that he shouldn't be so foolish, selfish revenge for wearing small shoes or something...

However, the frown Hua Peacock gave him at the end always gave him a bad premonition.

However, at this time, at a critical moment, it is impossible not to go up.

Thus, Ye Wuchen forcibly suppressed the uneasiness in his heart.

Then walk up and sit down.

Put the long piano in your hand horizontally on the table in front of you.

"what."

As soon as his guqin came out, it immediately caught the attention of the two real people from Le Ge.

"This qin..." a real person said, looking at Fuxiqin with a thoughtful expression on his face.

"This piano..." Another real person also said with a deep expression.

The head of the Shangqing Sect and the master of Cangjian Peak didn't know how to play the qin, and they were also laymen to the guqin. They took a few glances at the qin placed in front of Ye Wuchen, and felt... this qin looks like nothing but old and old. , Cracks and mottled, ordinary, nothing special.

I didn't understand why the two real people from Le Ge made such surprised sounds, so they asked, "How about the Qin?"

The two real people were silent for a while when they heard the words.

After pondering for a long time, he said: "The shabby Qin is beyond my expectation."

"Looks very old." Another agreed.

"..." The head of the Qing sect.

"..." The master of Hidden Sword Peak.

I have my pants off and you just show me this!

Realizing that the expressions of the two of them were not right, the two real people of Le Ge, who were pretending to fly, sweated profusely on their foreheads, and hurriedly remedied, "This violin and the master of the violin have always been perfect for each other. A good violin requires a person who knows the violin and is good at it People come to play, and so does the owner. If a piano repairer can get a piano that fits well, he will be more comfortable playing the piano, and the sound of the piano will be more beautiful and mellow."

The head of Shangqing Sect and the master of Cangjian Peak stared at the two of them with "so what" expressions on their faces.

"Generally speaking, the more Guqin is, the more difficult it is to control. The instrument has a soul, and the longer the Guqin has been placed, the more spiritually transparent it has been over the years. It is difficult for ordinary people to control, and it is difficult for non-masters with advanced piano skills to learn." Music The real person in the pavilion said, then looked at the guqin in front of Ye Wushen, and said, "Junior Brother Ye's guqin seems to be at least a thousand years old, and this thousand-year-old guqin is not easy to control!"

After all, he sighed.

The thousand-year-old guqin, Junior Brother Ye is really brave.

Should it be fearless because of ignorance?

In the eyes of the two real people in Le Ge, Ye Wuchen is holding Fuxiqin, like a first-class trumpet who has not yet left Novice Village, holding a full-level artifact. This level is not enough to equip it!

A thousand-year-old guqin, regardless of its performance, is always extraordinary.

At least, in terms of getting started, it is very manageable.

However, if it is possible to get started...

But how is it possible.

This idea, just flashed through the minds of the two real people, and was rejected by them.

He smiled in his heart and said, but he is just a young man who has only learned the piano for a few days, and at this age he is not even a fraction of the thousand-year-old guqin, how can he control it?

Any piano repairer dreams of owning a thousand-year-old guqin with the same mind, but there are very few thousand-year-old guqins, and there are not many thousand-year-old guqins in the entire cultivation world.

Junior Brother Ye's guqin, although it looks cracked and mottled, and the paint is old and faded, it is a symbol of its long history.

Being able to get this guqin, I think Junior Brother Ye also had some adventures.

The two real people in Le Ge seem to understand why he insists on practicing the qin. It would be a pity if such a thousand-year-old qin is silent!

It's just that a piano is a piano, and people are people.

Qin and people can be separated.

This thought flashed through the minds of the two real people in Le Ge, and they thought to themselves, they had to tell Junior Brother Ye not to expose this wealth!

-

The two real people in Le Ge have extraordinary knowledge and profound background.

Naturally, he could see the extraordinaryness of the Fuxiqin in Ye Wuchen's hand at a glance, but not everyone has the vision of the two of them.

Laymen don't understand the piano, and can't tell the good from the bad. Even the piano repairers, there are not many people with this vision.

The vast majority of people in this world are ordinary people.

Ordinary people make ordinary mistakes, such as "judging a book by its cover".

Many of the piano repair disciples below glanced at the piano in front of Ye Wushen, and they all felt a sense in their hearts, this piano is really broken, Junior Brother Ye is really a layman, and he doesn't even know how to maintain it.

Some well-meaning senior brothers just thought that after the end, they would have to chat with Junior Brother Ye, it would be impossible to treat their Aiqin like this.

Then, Ye Wuchen sat in front of the table, gently stroked the tattered long piano in everyone's eyes with both hands, and plucked the strings.

"Zheng-"

A piano sounded.

All the people present were stunned when they heard the sound.

"Clang clang, clang clang—"

As Ye Wushen's fingers continued to move, a sound of the piano sounded, coherently forming a piano music, pouring out from his fingertips, just like a gurgling stream of water in a mountain forest, gurgling.

The timbre is clear and beautiful.

Ruozhuyu's impact is transparent and beautiful.

And even into a song, the tune is melodious and gentle, mellow and smooth, without any sense of stagnation.

Ahead—

Ye Wushen, I saw his eyes closed, the young man's delicate and handsome face was focused and focused, his face was calm, only the hands on the piano, the fingertips fluctuated back and forth quickly and rhythmically.

The sound of the piano that amazed the ears of everyone present poured out from his fingertips.

It gurgled and flowed endlessly.

With the sound of his piano, the scene changed instantly before everyone's eyes.

First of all, a mountain stream with continuous gurgling water appeared in front of everyone.Then there is a touch of green, constantly expanding outward——

A lush, lush green forest appeared in front of everyone.

Being in the mountains and rivers, you can see the forest.

There was a crisp sound, it was the singing of orioles on the branches.

The notes were suddenly high-pitched, and the sound of the piano, "clank clank——"

Feiyang from the Vietnamese side.

Everyone's heart was moved, and they opened their eyes and looked up. Above their heads was the high and vast blue sky. The eagle bent down, and everyone held their breath.

The vigorous body of the eagle, the sharp eagle eyes.

It was like passing through an illusory and distant space, locking everyone.

Everyone was startled and their breathing stopped——

At that moment, they seemed to be the prey that was being watched by the eagle and had nowhere to escape.

The sound of the piano turned again, and it was high-pitched again.

"Clank, clank—"

The mountains and rivers faded, and the forest was replaced by a vast and endless grassland.

The fierce life and death struggle between the lion and the python.

Blood spilled everywhere.

Thrilling.

The sound of the piano is like torrential rain, intense and continuous.

High-pitched like drums.

……

……

Forests of forests, grasslands, deserts, shores of the four seas, boundless glaciers...

"Clang clang clang clang clang clang clank—"

The music is getting stronger and stronger, and the storm is howling.

A flying dragon leaping from the sea.

finally--

Return to silence.

A vast, snow-white glacier.

The sound of the piano is gradually lowered, and it turns sharply——

to the end.

The song is over.

The people present were suddenly unaware.

The expression on his face was dazed and dazed.

Finally, there was a clear whistle.

Wake up everyone.

-

Ye Wushen stopped his hands, raised his eyes, and looked at the flower peacock in front of him that raised his hair and let out a clear whistle, thinking, so he is really not an ordinary peacock.

Its whistling sound just now is unusual.

Just a clear whistle can break his Qujing.

Sure enough, I still have something to learn!

Ye Wu said with a deep heart.

At the same time, he sighed inwardly, not knowing whether Mr. Peacock was satisfied or dissatisfied with his results.

This piece of his was performed and played by himself under Fuxi's guidance.

Ye Wushen didn't just endorse this month. No matter how rich the theoretical knowledge is, it also depends on actual combat in the end.

Qin Xiu, the most fundamental thing is to talk about it with the sound of the piano, and play the piano to convince people.

And how can we play the unparalleled piano music?

When Ye Wushen asked Fuxi in this way, Fuxi only said, "Other people's piano music is other people's scenery."

"No matter how much you learn, and how much you play, there is only form but no image." Fuxi said, "Anything that can be called unparalleled in the world and praised by others must be the scenery in your eyes and the scenery in your heart." Vientiane."

Then, Ye Wuchen rolled back and learned to compose from scratch.

"coarse!"

"shallow!"

"Disorganized!"

"..."

"..."

After being beaten back by Fuxi's picky and poisonous tongue, Ye Wushen worked hard and worked hard. He felt that he had never worked so hard in this life and in his previous life. Finally, he made this song, which was evaluated by Fuxi as "you can still smell it". a song.

This song is called Sen Luo Vientiane.

-

The sound of the piano had already stopped.

And all around, there was no sound, quiet and quiet.

The faces of all the people present were pale, and it could be seen that they were in a trance.

At this moment, when they woke up from the all-encompassing world of piano sounds, they suddenly realized that their backs were already dripping with sweat and their clothes were all wet.

That song was amazing.

That is……

Is Junior Brother Ye's piano sound the world in his eyes?

too frightening.

In contrast, their piano sounds are so pale and weak.

Lost, lost!

Everyone's faces were pale and bloodless, the light in their eyes gradually went out, and they were convinced.

Xie Yao and Lan Lan in the crowd looked at Ye Wushen with palpitations on their faces.

His face was filled with apprehension and shock.

At this moment, after hearing that song.

They can no longer underestimate or ignore him, this young man, under his immature body, hides an incomparably terrifying power...

It's like a fire that burns everything.

There is flame in his piano sound.

Can burn all Vientiane fire.

-

"Well……"

Ye Wuchen saw that everyone was not moving, the surroundings were eerily quiet, and wondered if he should say something to ease the atmosphere.

Then, before he could think about what to say.

All I saw was the proud peacock with flower feathers in front of it, suddenly picked up a crimson peony on the ground, and then flew up.

It flew to Ye Wushen's body, opened its gorgeous feathers on top of his head, and danced for a while.

After a few turns.

Falling in front of him, he put the peony in his mouth in front of him.

"..." Ye Wu Shen.

Uh……

A flash of hesitation flashed in Ye Wushen's eyes, then he turned his head, looked at the two real people of Le Pavilion on the high platform in front of him, and said, "The deputy pavilion master didn't peck me, but gave me flowers, does that mean I passed?"

then-

He saw that the faces of the two real people in Le Ge turned green.

The next second, almost at the same time, the two real people quickly stretched out their hands to hold the cold-faced Ye Guanghan's thigh, and said in a panicked tone: "Elder Ye, calm down!"

"The deputy cabinet master is just being naughty! He has no other intentions."

"Calm down—"

"..."

Ye Guanghan stared at them coldly, and said word by word, "He proposed to my son, is this also naughty?"

"...The deputy pavilion master, he, he, he is just innocent!!! Ahhh, elder, calm down, this doesn't count, it doesn't count!"

"There are eight if not ten people who have been proposed by the Deputy Pavilion Master!!!! Calm down!"

"..." Ye Wushen, who was listening to their conversation in front of him, was dazed.

Turning his head, looking at the triumphant peacock in front of him, he said hesitantly, "Are you proposing to me?"

Hua Peacock's face immediately became more proud when he heard the words, and then...

He turned on the screen.

Facing it, Ye Wushen... opened the screen.

"Ahhhhhhhh, elder, calm down, don't draw your sword, be sure to calm down!!!"

"Put the sword away ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah calm down - ah!"

From the front came the panicked voice of Master Le Ge.