Exotic Prestige Chapter 0037 Dark Horse

The assessment of the white-clothed disciples is a major event in the Qinyin Palace.

But this time, there was no hall master in the seat.

"Who the hell beat that amazing song?" Wang Yue, the hall master, frowned, his eyes red and swollen.

On the table, this emerald green Pisces jade pendant is placed.

This jade is crystal clear, there is rainbow light lingering inside, emerald green and blood red alternately, it is a piece of excellent "rainbow glass jade".

"Brother Lin, are you back?" Wang Yue muttered, looking at the Pisces jade pendant, alone in a daze, forgetting the time and the Qinyin Palace.

Zhang Lin was once the Taoist companion of the lord of Wang Yue's palace, and the two loved each other very much.

may be jealous, in a mission, Zhang Lin fell into the blood pool of the demon cave in order to save his fellow disciples in the Daikun Cave.

After a few years, Wang Yue's hall master put all his energy on cultivation, and wanted to one day step on the demon cave and avenge his husband.

The hall master, who was originally unwavering, after hearing the sound of Huang Xiaotian's piano, her emotions were like a flood, and she couldn't stop leaning out, and she didn't go out in recent days.

It's just that she doesn't know who played this song, if she knows it, it will inevitably become a forbidden song, and she can't play it.

At this time, the audition pavilion, because of Huang Xiaotian's joining, made it even more lively.

The news spread like a flood and exploded in an instant.

After receiving the news, Zhang Jiayin rushed at full speed and also entered the audition pavilion, wanting to meet Huang Xiaotian inside and settle the previous accounts.

"Let's go in and have a look?" Li Moran said to Han Feixue with a smile.

"I'll go by myself!" Han Feixue frowned, threw Li Mo outside and broke in.

She knew that it was Li Moran who released the news to Zhang Jiayin, if she met in the audition pavilion, something might really happen, and she didn't give the other party a good face at this time.

"Senior sister, wait for me!" Li Moran turned up the corners of his mouth, but he didn't follow in, but stopped outside and waited for Huang Xiaotian to come out.

In his eyes, Huang Xiaotian wouldn't even be able to pass through the first three layers at all, and he would come out soon, without Han Feixue's protection, he would naturally be able to reward the other party with a few slaps.

He hoped in his heart that if Huang Xiaotian could meet Zhang Jiayin inside, he would definitely inevitably have a lesson, at least for half a month, or for life, and the sect would not deal with a Tianjiao because of a wasted person, this is the reality.

In this way, he would not be reproached by the sect elders.

Inside the Audition Pavilion, Huang Xiaotian passed through the formation, as if passing through a layer of water and entering a novel space.

It was an isolated island, and he was in the central pavilion, with a pair of tables and chairs, made of cyan rock.

On top of this stone table is a guqin.

On the island, peach blossoms are blooming.

A fresh breeze blew, the petals were colorful, and it rained peach blossoms.

"Taoyuan is only in the mirror lake, and the shadow falls on the clear waves for ten miles. Huang Xiaotian muttered.

The scene was so beautiful and refreshing that he knew that it was not a real scene, but sensory, it was no different from reality.

He walked back to the pavilion and sat on the stone table, with a calligraphy and painting next to the guqin.

In the painting, the ground is covered with snow, which is not fresh, and occasionally a few patches of black soil and a few wisps of greenery are exposed.

The inscription below: Spring and snow!

"I'll wipe it!" Huang Xiaotian's face was full of black lines, he didn't expect the so-called assessment to be like this, just like playing escape room, he found a clue, and the first level of assessment was "Yangchun White Snow".

"I thought it was so difficult?" he muttered in his heart: "The teacher who wrote the question is a bit scummy, if I don't write the inscription, I may have to guess for a while." ”

In the Qinyin Hall, an old man suddenly sneezed, he frowned, now that he is such a cultivator, how can his body be cold?

Huang Xiaotian raised his right hand, his fingers were flexible, and the music score in his mind appeared in front of him.

Sometimes it is rapid, empty and magical, sometimes it is tactful, and it reverberates with sudden stops;

"It's its song and its high, and its harmony and widowhood. “

In the outside world, a large number of Tsing Yi disciples have appeared, who are those who fish in troubled waters, who have not even broken through the first floor, and have been expelled to the outside by the Audition Pavilion.

Of course, there are also some Tsing Yi disciples who are unlucky, and the tunes they draw are not proficient, and during the playing process, the beat delay is too large, and they are also cleaned up.

These people are emotionally lost and are the first to come out.

"Huh?" Li Moran narrowed his eyes, he found that Huang Xiaotian did not come out, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth: "There are two brushes, and you have been blinded by you!"

"However, I don't believe you can get them all right, and you can't memorize them all in just three days from a hundred tunes. He was not anxious, he had already thought that Huang Xiaotian would inevitably be eliminated.

Huang Xiaotian's last finger was played without a bad sound.

After the curvature, the surrounding scene changed, this time on a reef, surrounded by the sea on all sides.

As the sun sets, geese fly south.

There are words on the wooden table: "The cover is high and cool in autumn, the wind is calm and the sand is flat, the clouds are thousands of miles, and the sky is flying." Borrowing the ambition of the partridge, write the heart of Yishi. ”

"This can't bother me!" Huang Xiaotian already knew in his heart, among the hundreds of music scores, it was consistent with this artistic conception, only "Flat Sand and Falling Geese".

Thinking of this, he didn't hesitate.

At the time of half a pillar of incense, in the audition pavilion, a large number of Tsing Yi disciples emerged.

"Alas, I didn't expect the assessment to be so difficult this time, not to give the exact question, only to give the scene, how can people guess this?" said a disciple in Tsing Yi with a sad face.

"yes, it wasn't like that in the last assessment. ”

"These three elders are really strange, they actually thought of such a difficult question!"

Not far away, Li Mo listened in his ears, his divine sense spread, and every Tsing Yi disciple who left remained.

"Huh?" he was a little surprised: "There is no trace of Huang Xiaotian this time, could it be that he has passed the second-level assessment again?"

An ominous premonition appeared in his heart, this Huang Xiaotian may be pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and he is a master of piano music.

"I don't believe it, you can pass the third layer!" Li Moran gritted his teeth and said.

In the Qinyin Palace, no one has been able to force him to this role, if Huang Xiaotian passes this assessment, will he really fulfill his promise and change to Huang Moran?

He shook his head vigorously, this possibility is almost zero, it is impossible to happen, a beginner disciple, even if his talent is high, it is impossible to pass the assessment of the white-clothed disciple in just three days.

"Could it be that he has left quietly?" Li Moran was puzzled in his heart, and he immediately ordered the boy to check Huang Xiaotian's residence and explore the truth.

Now, there are only more than 200 Tsing Yi disciples left in the Audition Pavilion, and they will break through to the third layer.

Huang Xiaotian successfully passed the second level of assessment and went straight to the third layer, and the nearly 200 music scores in his mind were all vivid, and there was no pressure on him for such an assessment.

Compared with the first two levels, the questions of the third level of assessment are even more vague, and those disciples not only need to be proficient in more than 100 music scores, but also to perceive the scene and guess the questions.

This is a lot of pressure for any Tsing Yi disciple, except for Huang Xiaotian.

"It's too simple, it's not as good as guessing lantern riddles on the earth!" Huang Xiaotian came to the third layer, and at a glance he could see the assessment content of this layer - "Three Alleys of Plum Blossoms".

Plum blossom three lanes, in this song the pan-strange tune is repeated three times in different micro positions, so it is called "three lanes".

The same tune is played three times, the melody is smooth, beautiful, and the rhythm is bright, one static and one moving, one soft and one rigid, rigid and soft.

Huang Xiaotian closed his eyes and played his fingers quickly, immersed in the tune.

"Plum blossoms!"

The tune is urgent, and there is quite a tenacity.

"Plum blossoms!"

The tune is rigid and soft, and there is quite a sense of arrogance.

"Plum blossoms!"

The tune is gentle and quite feminine.

This topic naturally did not bother him, although it was only three days, these songs had already been cooked in his mind, and he even had some of his own feelings.

He stood up, waited for the space to change, and moved on to the next scene, the so-called fourth level of assessment.

It's just that he didn't know that in this Audition Pavilion, the three elders looked excited at this time and stood up excitedly.

"Dark horse, dark horse!" The old man's beard was white, and he was the most senior in the Qinyin Palace.

"Plum Blossom Three Alleys, can actually have such attainments, what is this son called?" the third elder Wu Zheng asked excitedly.

Plum blossoms are alive, flowers are not blooming, flowers are blooming, and plum blossoms are withering.

If people who don't understand music just think it's good, but the three elders have a profound knowledge of the piano sound, how can they not hear the meaning of this song?

"Elder, he is the disciple who only joined the Qinyin Hall three days ago, Huang Xiaotian!" someone replied from the side.

"What?" Third Elder Wu Zheng's eyes widened, a little incredulous.