Faced with the disagreement between the two masters, the old man in the center looked at the two old men in a dilemma and did not express his opinion.

"Elder Haobo, how should this crime of bullying and respecting the elders be punished?" The old man in the middle hesitated for a moment, and then suddenly asked.

"Deceive the elder, think about it for a year, and cancel the qualification for the next stage of promotion......" After hearing this, Uncle Hao's face changed, and the last he spoke, the quieter his voice became, and he glanced at Huang Fuyan with a weak heart.

Thinking about it for a year is nothing to Huang Fu Yan, but canceling the promotion qualification for the next stage is probably a little unacceptable to Huang Fu Yan, because Uncle Yu knows that Huang Fu Yan wants to improve his strength too much, and if he really cancels his qualification to accept half notes, this blow is probably a bit too big for Huang Fu Yan.

When Ye Xianglun heard Uncle Luxu's answer, he also glanced at Huang Fuyan carefully, only to see that although Huang Fuyan's expression did not fluctuate much, his eyes were instantly lonely.

"Then according to the theory of deception and respect!" The old man in the center looked at the two masters on the left and right with soliciting eyes.

"But Huangfu Yan has just played for the sect, and in the youth training competition, he defeated the challenge of the Pucheng sect, can the three masters make up for their mistakes and reduce some crimes if appropriate......" Uncle Hao continued to ask, meaning something.

"Reduction of crimes? There is no such provision in this sect rule!" Yin Zhangzong, who was on the left, said uprightly.

"By the way, Huangfu Yan has reached the realm of the Great Perfection of the whole note, according to the rules of this sect, after reaching the realm of the Great Perfection of the whole note, he can leave the ranks of the youth training disciples and have the right to enter and leave the sect freely!"

"There is such a rule, but Huang Fuyan has just represented the youth training disciples, obviously he still belongs to the youth training disciples, and he himself has not applied to leave ......the youth training academy!

Ye Xianglun, who was standing on the side, heard this, and probably knew the reason for the matter, it was obviously a big or small matter, and the three masters had to deal with it in a conformist manner.

"Dare to ask the three sect masters, is there a crime of overdue holidays in the sect rules?" Ye Xianglun really couldn't listen to it, and stood up and said.

"Overdue holidays, this crime is not recorded in the rules!" the old man on the right thought for a while, shook his head, and said.

"There is no record in the sect rules, can it be regarded as innocent?" Ye Xianglun saw this and continued to reason.

"This ......"

After hearing that His Royal Highness Ye Xianglun looked at this matter from a "peculiar" angle, the three masters fell into contemplation at the same time.

Uncle Hao, who was still leaning over the ground, couldn't help but show a grateful expression when he heard Ye Xianglun's wonderful theory.

There was silence for a while.

"This young man is a disciple of this sect, why don't you enter the hall of the sect without wearing a piano costume!" The old man on the right stared at Ye Xianglun with squinted eyes and asked.

"Back to Qi Zhangzong, this young man's name is Ye Xianglun, he is a young musician discovered by his disciples in Ling Yue Kingdom, and he is about to recommend it to the three Zhangzong!" Hearing the three Zhangzong diverge the topic, Uncle Hao replied with a relaxed face.

"Lingyue Xiaoguo also has outstanding talents?" asked Yin Zhangzong, who was on the left, with a questioning face.

"It's not Ling Yueguo, it's the people of Luoqiu!" Seeing the behavior of the three old men, Ye Xianglun didn't give the three of them the respect they deserved, but only bowed slightly.

"There is actually a luthier in Luoqiu Country, it seems that the old man has not left the sect for many years, and he has no understanding of the outside world!" Yin Zhangzong said coldly to himself.

"Although Luoqiu is a small country, there is no shortage of talents!" Ye Xianglun replied with a fearless and positive face.

"Oh, then I'll see what kind of talent you have!" Yin Zhangzong said with a straight and stinky face.

Seeing that the three masters all folded their hands, as if waiting for Ye Xianglun's next performance, Ye Xianglun didn't know why, and glanced at the extravagant uncle beside him with inquiring eyes.

"Play the song you played last time you resisted the six luthiers!" said in a whisper.

Ye Xianglun suddenly unraveled the guqin behind him slowly, slowly sat in the middle of the hall, put the guqin on top of the double strands, plucked the right finger, adjusted the scattered tones and overtones of the guqin, and after confirming that it was correct, Ye Xianglun began to play the song "Guangling San" that he was familiar with.

The strings were plucked, and as soon as the song "Guangling San" was played, the sparkling strings moved in the opening stage of the piano song, which attracted the attention of the three old men on the high platform, especially Qi Zhangzong, who was sitting on the right, stared at his already small eyes, tilted his head sideways to examine the fingering of Ye Xianglun under the hall, and he seemed to be deeply suspicious that this intriguing melody was played from under the fingers of this young man in his twenties.

Under the main hall, the extravagant uncle next to Ye Xianglun, even if he heard this song again, he didn't feel squinting and appreciating it, among the people, the most indifferent expressions were Yin Zhangzong who was on the right seat and Huangfu Yan under the main hall.

After Yin Zhangzong heard this outstanding qin song in the main hall, he behaved quite solemnly, and his right finger without roots kept beating his thigh, as if he was trying to grasp the rhythm of this qin song, but his eyes showed great doubts.

And Huangfu Yan under the main hall is completely indifferent, when the piano music is played, he always looks indifferently at Ye Xianglun in front of him, as if the piano music has evoked some memories for him, or he has completely entered the role of Ye Xianglun.

The qin song continued to be played, and when the song entered a large section of the chanting fingering, the three old men in the main hall, even Yin Zhangzong, who was on the right seat, also showed shocked expressions.

"There are still such songs in the world!" When Ye Xianglun finished playing this piano song, the hall fell into a long silence, and after a long while, Yin Zhangzong spoke first.

"Where did this piece come from, how did it fit so well with the style of the sect, and yet it was beyond all the tunes I had heard!" said the master in the center, who was in the middle of the song.

Under the main hall, seeing that the three masters were also shocked by Ye Xianglun's song, Uncle Lu showed a satisfied smile.

"This young man, whether it is fingering or music, has far exceeded the inclusion standard of this sect, next, it depends on the quality of the young man's notes, presumably Your Excellency has reached the realm of whole notes, right? Then please summon your own whole notes!" Yin Zhangzong, who was on the left, read out the process seriously, and at the same time, the muscles on his face were tense, as if he was extremely looking forward to seeing Ye Xianglun's whole notes.

After hearing Yin Zhangzong's words, Ye Xianglun was not in a hurry, his fingers fluctuated the strings, driving the whole notes in his mind to gush out, driven by Ye Xianglun's strings, the eighty-eight whole notes in his mind gushed out, and one by one the huge whole notes glowed with an earthy yellow glow, under the manipulation of Ye Xianglun's strings, the suspension in the whole note hall shuttled back and forth.

The three old men on the high platform saw so many full notes pouring out of the minds of the young people in the audience, and at the same time showed a look of shock.

"What a shame...... Such a good musician is actually ruined above the five tones, and those who are not correct in the five tones, even if they have the best talent, are still a waste material!" After the shock, the three old men frowned at the same time, and kept shaking their heads and sighing.