The chrysanthemum is enchanting and fragrant.

In the main hall of Qinyin, there was a mess below, and those disciples intentionally or unintentionally avoided Zhang Jiayin, leaving a vacant space.

The thin body was full of panic, he couldn't believe that a small disciple actually had such strength?

There must be a ghost in this!

"I'm ......not convinced," Zhang Jiayin shouted in a low voice.

His eyes were bloodshot and tears were rolling.

On the stage, Wang Yue's hall master frowned.

"Why are you not convinced?"

In the Qinyin Palace, no one dared to question Wang Yue, this is the rule of the past.

However, such a rule has been ignored one after another recently, first Huang Xiaotian was disrespectful, which is understandable.

But this good news was unwise and hit the muzzle of the gun at this juncture.

"The disciple thinks that it is impossible for Huang Xiaotian to pass the assessment of the white-clothed disciples, there must be opportunistic corners, and the disciples think that they should ......" Zhang Jiayin still did not give up.

He firmly believed that this Huang Xiaotian could not be so powerful, in the Qinyin Palace, it would take more than a year to comprehend the more than 100 music scores alone, and Huang Xiaotian could not comprehend them all when he first came to the Qinyin Palace.

"Enough!" Before he could finish speaking, the hall master Wang Yue reprimanded and said, "Are you questioning the eyes of this palace?"

"Disciple doesn't dare!" Zhang Jiayin saw that the hall master was angry, and bowed down and didn't dare to say more.

The disciples in the audience turned their heads and ears, this is what Zhang Jiayin wants to see.

He reminded everyone that there was a trick in this matter, even if he offended the hall master, but he could keep himself from kneeling in front of Huang Xiaotian, he thought it was worth it.

Now Zhang Jiayin is already a white-clothed disciple, according to the rules of the Qinyin Palace, after becoming a white-clothed disciple, he can leave the Qinyin Hall and go to other branch halls.

"Okay, since that's the case, then I'll let you die today!" Wang Yue, the hall master, was really notoriously hot-tempered, and she turned her head to look at Huang Xiaotian.

On the stage, Huang Xiaotian nodded, with this intention in his heart, revealing his hand in front of everyone.

And outside the main hall, Li Moran's boy quietly poked his head out, and shuddered in his heart, he had been in the Qinyin Hall for a long time, and he had seen countless Tianjiao, but it was the first time he had seen such a demon.

As long as anyone with a little bit of mind can see that this Huang Xiaotian does have a few brushes.

"No, I want to report this matter to my master as soon as possible!"

The boy hurried out of the main hall of the piano.

At this time, Huang Xiaotian took out the Great Sage's last voice and put it on the table.

Stroking the piano with both hands, he glanced back at the hall master Wang Yue, knowing that the song "Fireworks Are Easy to Cold" has become a forbidden song and is not allowed to be played in the Qinyin Palace.

And this great sage's relic, the sound quality is special, and its rhythm has a sad meaning, which is not suitable for cheerful songs.

Zhang Jiayin saw that Huang Xiaotian looked good, but he refused to play for a long time, and confirmed the conjecture in his heart, this Huang Xiaotian is a rookie at all, and there must be an ulterior shady scene in it.

This time he was out of the way, looking hideous.

"You'd better hurry up, aren't you a white-clothed disciple who has advanced to the ninth layer?"

Huang Xiaotian closed his eyes and simply ignored it, deliberately delaying and hanging on the other party's appetite.

The third elder Wu Zheng looked nervous, and his heart was in his throat.

"Stinky boy, don't you think about it, if you play the previous tune, Wang Yue's hall master can split you on the spot!"

Indeed, Wu Zheng sweated for the other party.

Huang Xiaotian opened his eyes, and the corners of his mouth rose.

The guqin is simple, emitting a faint halo, enveloping Huang Xiaotian inside, divine and clean.

With the plucking of his fingers, the sound of the Great Sage's relics was crisp, not like usual, and the sound of the piano was mournful, which also surprised Huang Xiaotian a little.

The voice is smart, as if telling the story.

"The ink has entered the water, cross a pool of blue and white flowers, pick five red stars, pick bamboo and go home, come in a leisurely wind, bury a mulberry hemp, wear a robe, put down the acacia!"

After cultivating the Golden Spirit Boo Gong, Huang Xiaotian's vocal cords underwent some subtle changes, and he could integrate his spiritual power into his voice and emit it out, making the audience obsessed with it.

Different from this world, such a song is extremely flexible, as if taking everyone into a life of seclusion, and the pictures are vivid.

Even several seniors on the stage are obsessed with listening, like people in the song, living an idyllic life.

"If you see the mountains and rivers in my heart, you can see them, and I will pray with a lotus flower step at a time. ”

"How do you know that there is a piece of grass that floats, the years urge people to grow old, the wind and the moon, flowers and birds, and a smile on the dust!"

Huang Xiaotian played the entry, and he was fascinated.

Han Feixue opened her mouth wide, a little unable to believe what was happening in front of her.

"His piano sound realm is so high......"

She muttered to herself, this piece is so beautiful, whether it is composed or sung, it is perfect and impeccable.

"What a 'floating grass, the years make people old'!" Wang Yue said secretly in his heart.

Life in the world lies in utilitarianism, and the heart is eager, but it ignores such a truth.

A person, to the world, is just a piece of grass, and eventually turns into dry bones and pink skeletons.

"Ten miles of peach blossoms, the years to be married, the pearls of the phoenix crown, pull in the hair, sandalwood brushes, jade bracelets make light yarn, leave an empty lamp, bud-colored tea!"

This is Huang Xiaotian's favorite song, which is quite Chinese-style, and every time he listens to it, he has a strange feeling.

Unconsciously, his eyes were filled with tears, his heart was desolate, and the atmosphere of pathos was pervasive.

He didn't know where Han Jiaxuan had gone and what had happened, and he had been looking for three years without results, finding another from one area to another, from one starry sky to another.

Can we get together? He didn't dare to guarantee it.

After the song, Huang Xiaotian stroked the piano with both hands, those disciples have not yet come back to their senses, and some disciples are eager to play it again, this music is too beautiful.

"I brought Chu Yin Bei with me, although it is not the most complete, but it is not too close!" One disciple exclaimed, and she realized how wise it was to bring a Chu Yin Bei.

This tune has been recorded!

"Give it to me!" begged the female disciple on the side.

In front of everyone's eyes, Huang Xiaotian stood up and put away the Great Sage's last words.

He bowed down to the stage, he was not in a very good mood, he was already angry in his heart, he wanted to show his talent just now, but he didn't expect to be depressed when he sang to himself.

"This song, I call it "Half a Pot of Yarn"!" Huang Xiaotian said with some weakness.

The name of this song is originally called "Half a Pot of Yarn", which is Liu Keyun's work, and now it has been stolen by him, but fortunately it is in the realm of the flood wilderness, and he will not worry about being slapped in the face, and no one will pursue anything.

The audience suddenly exclaimed, and the applause continued.

Even the hall master Wang Yue couldn't help but applaud, but one person didn't react at all, and stood in place blankly.

That is Zhang Jiayin, who is known as one of the four heavenly kings of the Qinyin Palace.

He could have been on top, but because of the unpleasant look a few days ago, he became so embarrassed.

This time, he no longer had any doubts, even he was baptized by listening, and his impetuous heart was greatly touched, and he was willing to gamble and lose.

He walked up to Huang Xiaotian and took out his treasure, Tianxuanqin.

"Puff~"

Zhang Jiayin did not hesitate, although his face was as red as a tomato at this time, it was still expensive, waiting for Huang Xiaotian to take Tianxuanqin.

"If you want to lose the bet, this piano is Tianxuanqin!" Zhang Jiayin was dripping blood in his heart.

This treasure is his beloved.

"Take it away, the name of this piano is very good!" Huang Xiaotian couldn't bear it in his heart, and said in a low voice.

There is a Xuan character in this piano, which is also the same name as the "Tianxuan Technology" on the earth, which reminds him a lot, and compassion appears in his heart.

"Let's go, the bet is over, you can do it yourself!" Huang Xiaotian said: "I'm in a bad mood, say goodbye!"

Everyone looked stunned. I didn't expect it to end like this.

"So handsome~" A female disciple said, full of.

"What a kind man!" someone praised.

In a corner, he wrapped his hands around his chest and raised the corners of his mouth.

"It's a funny kid, I like it!"

She said to herself, she didn't expect a little disciple, she didn't take it to heart, but this Huang Xiaotian's performance was too dazzling, it was difficult not to pay attention, and now he has become a celebrity in the Qinyin Palace, and even surpassed the Four Heavenly Kings.

Only Huang Xiaotian knew in his heart that his heart was not here, and one day, he would leave Daikun Cave and go to find Han Jiaxuan.

When he heard someone praise him for being so handsome, Huang Xiaotian actually laughed shamelessly, and he didn't hold back!

Zhang Jiayin, who was kneeling on the ground, felt quite uncomfortable in his heart, it was very complicated, he turned his head to look at the figure of the other party leaving, and shook his head secretly.

This time he was convinced.

"Wait a minute, will you go?"

At this time, Wang Yue's hall master spoke.