Chapter Thirty-Eight: Mermaid Tears
Thinking like this, Shi Qianxia gritted her teeth and decided to take out the mastery that her mother taught her, plucking the piano with three fingers at the same time, she can actually make a wonderful sound, any note in the unknown rhythm, and keep plucking the three fingers at the same time, the wonderful rhythm is as cold as an ice spring, and the strings are condensed, which makes people intoxicated. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
The big guys who were originally sitting firmly on the high platform were taken aback when they saw Shi Qianxia's fingering and this unknown rhythm, and some people even couldn't help but stand up, and the big guys looked at each other a few times, isn't this the long-lost Soviet-style three tones.
The Soviet-style three tones are not only good to play, but also can instantly increase the output of three times the spiritual power, and the natural attack strength can also be increased by three times, don't underestimate this triple, when the monks of the same class are desperate, these three times can determine life and death.
The audience in the audience did not judge the people who were compared with the test because they were high-ranking officials and nobles, these are all immortals, where do they dare to provoke, if they have spiritual roots, who would want to be an official.
Yu Jiao glanced at Shi Qianxia on the stage and couldn't help but feel a little proud when she saw the expressions of those big people, if it weren't for Qiu Ming's foundation building period, she would definitely have to fight with her.
Qiu Ming couldn't help frowning when he heard the wonderful sound that popped up from the stone white flower opposite, and when he saw the expressions of the big guys, he knew that these three fingers were definitely extraordinary.
Qiu Ming pursed her lips, she didn't want to lose and couldn't lose, since this ordinary playing method was obviously unable to beat her, I saw Qiu Ming's left index finger pressing the strings, and the five fingers of her right hand were quickly lifted or plucked, and she actually crossed the traditional five-tone four-group stringing method, or seven tones, or five tones and seven tones miscellaneous, the more she played, the more she was involved, she seemed to have the inspiration of that day.
Qiu Ming was happy in her heart, she had tried this way of playing the piano when she was practicing, and that time she had a flash of inspiration when playing, which made her scratch her ears for a long time, and finally figured out some, but she always felt a little worse when practicing, this time Shi Qianxia had a clue with three fingers, but there was no guarantee that she would be able to do it, but in order to prevent Shi Qianxia from entering the inner door, she fought.
This time the big guys on the stage all stood up, what kind of playing technique is this, they have never heard of it at all, if it is not bad, this way of playing is better than the Soviet-style three-finger, although I don't know what kind of effect it will have, but it is definitely better than the Soviet-style three-finger.
Shi Qianxia's face instantly turned iron-blue, why could this Qiu Ming press her head everywhere, to this point, she pressed her hands heavily on the strings, and every word seemed to be squeezed out between her teeth: "I admit defeat." There was a vicious gaze in the eyelids that were collected, after all, Qiu Ming's cultivation was higher than her, and the difference between the strength of foundation building and qi training was too great, so she didn't dare to offend Qiu Ming.
Shi Qianxia got off the stage in a gray way, and Qiu Ming wanted to go down but was blocked by the monk in charge of registration with a smile.
"Is there anyone else who wants to challenge this fellow Daoist?" I only listened to the monk talking to the others.
No one made a sound, and the Su-style three tones were defeated under her, so why should she be humiliated.
"In that case, I announce that the last person to enter the inner door is Qiu Ming, and here, the inner door game is over." The audience was a little reluctant.
After a while, the idlers and others were all dispersed, and except for the four people who entered the inner gate, everyone else was taken away by the monk in charge of registration, and only the big man and the four people on the stage remained.
All four of them stood in the ring, and the big men sitting on the high platform also stood up.
"On the far left is the head." The person in charge of explaining is the senior brother who leads the way. Qiu Ming looked over, it was a middle-aged man with a serious face, and he just nodded at everyone invisibly.
"Next to the head is the Great Elder." The Great Elder was wearing a long flaming red dress, and his clothes and headdresses were all gorgeous, if you want to say what it feels like, it can only be said that it is beautiful and moving, and at this moment he is looking at the four of them proudly, obviously a proud person.
"On the right is the Second Elder." The second elder was a very indifferent chrysanthemum-like woman, smiling at the four of them.
"I'm the Third Elder, if you come under my door, I will play the pipa for everyone every day." The third elder looked innocent and cute, and he spoke very lively, and before the senior brother who led the way could open his mouth, he jumped out.