The Myth Of Confucianism And Taoism Is The Holy

Chapter 91 “Rosy Clouds Chasing the Moon”, the third stage!

clank…

The sound of the piano is melodious, sorrowful and lingering, like flowing water, with traces of sorrow.

After a while, after several successive ups and downs, the sound of the piano gradually sank, turned gracefully, and slowly closed.

boom!

At this moment, the ‘guzheng’ in front of Ye Lingfeng, the surface of the piano once again bloomed with a layer of ‘qin light’ like the divine light of colored glaze!

In an instant, everyone present immediately exploded–

“The fourth floor is’Qinguang’…this is…this is a fairy tune!!”

“I have participated in the’Mid-Autumn Festival’ in Shouyang City for so many sessions, and this is the first time I have witnessed the birth of a fairy song. It is a worthwhile trip!”

“I didn’t expect to be able to witness the birth of a fairy song… a worthwhile trip… a worthwhile trip!”

“Mr Xiaoqin, a well-deserved reputation!”

“…”

On the high platform, Ye Tongpan and others also looked excited and full of praise——

“The fairy tune… I didn’t expect to make a fairy tune… you deserve to be Xiaoqin!”

“Ye Gongzi really has extraordinary aptitude in’Qin Yi Dao’…”

“It seems that the’Qinjun’ of Lushan Academy has some successors!”

“Famous teachers make great students… Ye Gongzi will have a bright future in the future…”

“…”

clank…

At this time, with the plucking of the last few strings, the music was completely converged during the beating of the notes.

boom!

Suddenly, the vanity vision dissipated.

Buzzing…

Immediately, there was a blast of ‘Echo of Confucian rhyme’ one after another, four times!

Immediately afterwards, the four literary spirits were thrown from the horizon and directly submerged into Ye Lingfeng’s body.

“Respectfully listen to the comments of Kong Daru and all the adults in the evening!”

After a while, Ye Lingfeng stood up, full of confidence, and bowed slightly towards Liu Shifeng and the others, cupped hands said.

“Young Master Ye’s piano skills have reached the second stage of the immortal level. The old man is ashamed of him. How can he be qualified to comment on Young Master…”

“I am ashamed of myself…”

“…”

Facing Ye Lingfeng’s humble advice, the officials and the old Confucian couldn’t help laughing bitterly.

Among them, although there are some who are quite successful in the “Qin Yi Dao”, but facing the piano skills in the second stage of the “Xian-level” second stage, but also able to create the “Xian Qu” Qin Dao genius , Still not qualified and confident to dare to go

“Ye Gongzi is not only exquisite in piano skills, but he can also make his first fairy tunes… If there is anyone present who can comment on the son, I am afraid it is only Kong Daru!”

At this moment, an official turned his eyes and suddenly turned away and said.

When Ye Lingfeng heard the words, his expression changed, and he bowed respectfully to Kong Lingyu, “Late Sheng, dare to ask Kong Daru to comment!”

“The old man just say a few words.”

Kong Lingyu nodded blankly, and did not refuse Ye Lingfeng’s request.

Immediately after that, Kong Lingyu stared at Ye Lingfeng with a torch-like gaze, and slowly said, “At the age of Erzhi, I can cultivate the’Qin Skill’ to the second stage of the’Xiangjie’, and can also create the fourth rank’Xiangqu’. It really can be called the word’genius’!”

“However, when the old man Guan Er’s right index finger plucks the strings, he likes to pick it slightly, but it easily affects the overall charm of the piano… Also, the old man Guan Er’s second stage piano skills seem to be I haven’t fully grasped it yet, and it will take some time to consolidate it…”

“…”

Kong Lingyu did not hesitate to point out several shortcomings in Ye Lingfeng’s body.

“Thank you Kong Daru for your advice!

After a while, after listening to Kong Lingyu’s comments, Ye Lingfeng said in a sincerely convincing way.

Immediately after that, under the arrangement of the presiding official, Ye Lingfeng walked off the high platform with the envy and admiration of the scholars under the high platform.

With Ye Lingfeng’s exit, Kong Xueli boarded the high platform.

Kong Xueli’s choice of ‘guqin’ is the ‘guqin’.

However, his piano skills are only at the peak of the mortal level, and he can’t compete with Ye Lingfeng at all.

So, soon after he finished playing one piece, after many judges on the high platform commented, he walked down the high platform with some loss.

“Hmph, the first name of this Mid-Autumn Festival is mine!”

Under the high platform, Ye Lingfeng looked at Kong Xueli who walked down the high platform with a somewhat lost expression, a trace of joy flashed in his eyes, and immediately, there was a trace of scorching heat in his eyes: “And… with the’qin’ that I showed tonight Tao’s talent… Liu Shifeng would definitely be tempted to come and ask me to teach Liu Mengli the piano… At that time, I will get the moon first near the water tower. By my means, the number one beauty in Shouyang City is not good. Throw in your arms…”

Thinking of Liu Mengli, who is known as the number one beauty in Shouyang City, Ye Lingfeng couldn’t help but see a graceful figure in blue clothes. At the moment, an evil fire rushed into his heart, and a trace of heat flashed in his eyes.

“The next thing is that this time the’Mid-Autumn Wenhui’ poetry ranked No. 1 Bu is extraordinary, Bu Gongzi will come to the stage!!”

At this moment, on the high platform, the presiding official said in a deep voice, and he made concessions and boarded the high platform.

“Kong Mou wished his brother and horse a success and won the first place!”

Kong Xueli smiled and said sincerely to Bu Xianfu’s cupped hands.

“Definitely live up to Brother Kong’s expectations!”

Bufei is full of self-confidence, and his jaw slightly begins to speak.

“Come on, step Dage!”

Fang Yichao, who was standing next to Bu Feifan, looked at Bu Feifan nervously, and shouted.

Bu Feifan smiled slightly, nodded at her, and then walked to the high platform.

After stepping on the high platform, he walked towards Kong Lingyu and the others with cupped hands without being humble or arrogant. After a short turn, he walked straight to the ‘Guzheng’ area and jumped a ‘Twenty-one String’ ‘Guzheng’.

Immediately afterwards, Bu Feifan walked to the side of the piano table in the middle of the high platform with the ‘guzheng’ in his arms, and placed the ‘guzheng’ on the piano case.

Immediately, with a wave of his right hand, the breeze blew across the futon, blowing away the invisible dust on it.

Then, he was sitting in the Lotus Position, his sleeves pressed the piano, looked around at the crowd, and said with a chuckle, “The music I want to play is called “Rosy Clouds Chasing the Moon”!!!”

clank…

As soon as the voice fell, Bu Feihua flicked his hands gently, stirred the strings and fiddled with them.

Suddenly, the faint sound of the piano sounded, resounding everywhere.

boom!

At the same moment, under the fingertips of Bu Fei’s plucking the strings, wisps of ink-colored smoke formed, curled up, and turned into ink-colored butterflies flying out of ink painting in the air.

Immediately afterwards, the ink-colored butterflies, as if they had come to life, vibrated their wings, fluttered and danced with the rhythm of the piano.

“Butterflies are flying, there is a god in the shape?! This is the third stage of the “Fairy Piano Skill”?

On the high platform, an old Confucian saw this, his eyes widened, and he exclaimed.

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