Seeing that Ning Yuan looked weak in the court, the most dissatisfied thing was that his teacher Zhong Yue was gone. Zhong Yueli stayed in the martial arts hall for almost a whole day, and the apprentice's fight would not be missed. Zhong Yueli had seen the power of Ning Yuan's Prajna Heart Thunder Technique, and had high hopes for this apprentice, and expected him to achieve great achievements in this war. But he didn't want Ning Yuan to know what he was doing. He always gave him the illusion that the building was about to collapse. He was always very unhappy with dangerous and dangerous victories.

None of you in Xianggang Laimen understand what Ning Yuan is thinking. The only thing you know about his thoughts is that Dang Erlang, who rarely appears in the martial arts hall these days, is Tao Ming.

In the first confrontation between Ning Yuan and the disciples of the Ice God Palace, Tao Minggang saw that Ning Yuan had dodged the opponent's strongest attack and won by luck. Tao Ming flew straight on his stomach, profiteer, profiteer, whoever bets on him this time, I'm afraid who will lose a lot.

Qin Zhuxuan is the largest restaurant in Yingwangcheng, which is loved by families and children for its elegant environment and unique management style.

Just after evening, Ning Yuan came to Qin Zhuting at the invitation of Hua Qingshuang.

Along the way, I followed the maid through many attics. The hallway of the attic is elegant. I don't think the noble spirit is intimidating. Instead, I had the illusion of being in a peach orchard.

The fragrance of flowers and trees in the pavilion made Ning Yuan admire. It's really famous.

The sound of the piano was slowly curling.

The maid stopped outside the courtyard and bowed slightly to Ning Yuan for help.

The courtyard here is elegant, with purple bamboos all over the place. The melodious music in the ears makes people unconsciously relax.

Zizhuyuan is the top bamboo garden of Qin Zhuxuan, and has always only entertained the most distinguished guests. Ning Yuan walked in slowly. Hua Qingshuang knows how to enjoy. The hospitality in the palace was not bad, but he deliberately went to this Qin Zhuxuan to set up a banquet. I don't know who else he invited other than himself and Mr. Zhang.

"Ning Daoyou, you're finally here." When Ning Yuan appeared in the courtyard, many people gathered here. Hua Qingshuang looked at him and introduced him to the mat with a smile. The décor of Shichiku-in is very unique. People are sitting at stone tables. On the stage built by Zizhu, there are beautiful women playing the piano and dancing the sword.

This is no ordinary banquet. Only some delicate cakes were placed on the stone table. Every guest who attends the conference loves to listen to music. In Ning Yuan's view, this party was more of an occasion for all school children to indulge in vulgarity.

For such an occasion, Ning Yuan is not used to it. Struggling to survive in urination, he is like a child in the family, dabbling in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and doing what he thinks is elegant. For him, the music he heard in front of him was really sweet and moving, and the woman dancing the sword was also very elegant, but he couldn't see the technical content contained in it.

Mr. Zhang was one step ahead of Ning Yuan and sat next to Ning Yuan. In the courtyard, there were some familiar faces from Ning Yuan. What surprised him the most was that Wang Ruochuan and Lin Feng were invited.

Listening to people discussing the issue of melody, sometimes mentioning some guqin music, Ning Yuan sat quietly. He felt he had come to the wrong place. This kind of gathering is really not suitable for him. He would rather drink with Huang Yixiu and eat meat than pay attention to the common taste of the well-off masses from childhood to adulthood.

The woman playing the piano on stage slowly closes. At this time, Lin Feng suddenly came together. "You rarely get together today. I was surprised to see Senior Sister Zhang here. For you, Lin is not only a genius, but also a song. ”

Lin Feng is gentle and charming on stage. He sat down with his hands on the strings, and the tune unfolded.

Ning Yuan listened to the song quietly. Lin Feng dared to come to the stage, but he was somewhat confident. At least to his ears, the music was ups and downs, sincere and euphemistic, rather vulgar.

The people around listened to each other with smiles on their faces and glanced at Mr. Zhang. Teacher Zhang, on the other hand, has been very calm, sitting in place and tasting Qinzhuxuan's unique bamboo leaf wine.

At the end of the song, Wang Ruochuan clapped his hands and said with a smile: "A song "Phoenix Courtship" really shows Brother Lin's heart. ”

After that, many people around him laughed softly. Wang Ruochuan said what they wanted to say.

"What do you think of this song?" Hua's refreshing smile always hangs on his face. He asked Mr. Zhang. If it is said that in terms of temperament, he is somewhat similar to Lin Feng, and both of them give people a gentle feeling in appearance.

"Senior Brother Lin plays very well." Teacher Zhang said lightly and didn't say anything.

Hearing this, Lin Feng's eyes were a little disappointed, everyone's expressions were different. I heard that Mr. Zhang from Xianggang Laimen was so cold. Today, when I saw him, he didn't eat fireworks.

"Senior Brother Ning rarely comes today. I don't know what music theory he studied. Can you play a tune for us? Lin Feng suddenly looked at Ning Yuan, who was drinking on the field, and didn't speak again.

As soon as this sentence came out, everyone immediately focused their attention on Ning Yuan. Some people who know Ning Yuan's life experience are even joking. How could a wild man have the opportunity to learn music theory when he didn't have enough to eat when he was a child? Lin Feng's words were obviously intended to humiliate Ning Yuan.

Hearing Lin Feng's words, the wine glass in Ning Yuan's hand stagnated slightly. He narrowed his eyes, put down his wine glass, and glanced at Lin Feng gently. Today, he thought he had come to the wrong party. He wanted to be quiet until the party was over, but he didn't want Lin Feng to cause him trouble.

"You are in the countryside, how can you understand music theory?" This made Senior Brother Lin laugh. Ning Yuan replied softly, not ashamed.

"You're welcome, Brother Ning. The way music is done cannot be divided into regions. Even if it's wild, there must be music theory that brightens our eyes, right? As soon as Ning Yuan's words were finished, Wang Ruochuan embarked on the road of fighting with ducks.

Hearing this, many people said that they wanted to listen to Ning Yuan play a song. Some of these people do not know the truth, and some hide their troubles and deliberately create difficulties.

"Senior Brother Ning has never been interested in music theory. Why don't I sing a song for everyone? Mr. Zhang, who had been silent, suddenly opened his mouth when he saw Gong Ningyuan coming to the stage. Her face was indifferent, as if it were nothing. But this time the repair attracted people of different colors. Even Hua Qingshuang, who had been laughing non-stop, was slightly shocked.

Ning Yuan was about to open his mouth and push it away. In his eyes, if he doesn't understand music theory, he doesn't. There is nothing to be ashamed of. However, Mr. Zhang's sudden maintenance action made him feel inexplicably moved, but at the same time, he also had a sense of victory.

"Since you have invited me sincerely, I have no respect for you. How about a song? Ning Yuan said, and suddenly stood up.

A pair of surprised eyes couldn't help but stare at him. Mr. Zhang just wanted to help him, but he jumped out on his own, which is really puzzling.

"Since Senior Brother Ning said so, we will all listen to it." Lin Feng smiled and hurried. The smile on his face stiffened just now, because Mr. Zhang was relieving Ning Yuan's anger. I don't know how to answer, but I don't want Ning Yuan to jump out and deceive himself.

Seeing Ning Yuan standing up and speaking bluntly, Teacher Zhang Xiumei couldn't help frowning slightly. She helped him well, but he was not grateful. At the moment, she was a little angry.

"Senior Brother Ning, please." Lin Feng stood up from the guqin and asked for help.

"I don't know about strings, but I think a good tune, a leaf is enough to blow out." Ning Yuan walked to a purple bamboo and gently plucked a bamboo leaf.

Seeing this scene, everyone was stunned. Doesn't Cheng Ningyuan want to play music with leaves?

Spread out the leaves with both hands and hold them steadily. Ning Yuan put them in his mouth, and with a trace of memory in his eyes, he played them gently.

Light, curly, like the sound of a flute. At first, the group of people was still a little shocked, they fell silent and listened to Ning Yuan's words.

When he was a child, Ning Yuan was picked up by an old man. In the beginning, he followed Ning Archaeology's ass all day long. When Ning Archaeology is in a bad mood, he always picks up a leaf and flicks it gently, as he does now.

Later, Ning Archaeology left, leaving Ning Yuan alone. The method of playing the leaves has also become several gifts left to Ning Yuan by Ning Archaeology. In the past, whenever Ning Yuan was in a bad mood, he always gently blew the leaves and thought about everything carefully until his heart was empty, happy and sad.

At this moment in front of me is a piece of music that Ning Archaeology once played. It is happy with a touch of sadness, as if telling a poignant story in a humorous way. This is Ning Yuan's favorite tune. Quyi is less than a third, and he is completely immersed in his emotions.

Lin Feng and Wang Ruochuan, originally saw Ning Yuan picking up the bamboo leaves and smelling him, but now listening to Ning Yuan's song, their faces gradually sank, and then became a little ugly.

But Jang Sedol, who was a little annoyed at first, with a hint of sadness, listened to the melodious and cheerful melody, and his mood gradually calmed down. Closing her eyes and listening carefully, she suddenly remembered many things from the past. Ning Yuan's singing touched the corners of her soft heart.

In the purple bamboo courtyard, there was silence for a while. Only Ning Yuan's voice echoed in the night sky for a long time.

Ning Yuan's mind was empty. After the adventure of the Red Lotus possession, he was busy cultivating all day long. He is rarely as immersed in music as he used to be.

As his sanity grew, he became more sensitive to the resonance between his lips and the bamboo leaves, and controlled it in a subtle way. In the past, there were many places where he didn't play well. At this moment, he is mellow and naturally happy.

The flute sounded, the breeze in the courtyard blew, and the people listened intently, forgetting themselves for a while. For a long time, Ning Yuan gently put down the bamboo leaves and calmed down. At the end of the music, all the people in the courtyard were still immersed in the artistic conception and slowed down for a long time.

"It's the first time I've learned such a unique way to play. It was an eye-opener. I would like to give this cup to my fellow Daoists to express my admiration. The son of a noble family stood up, raised his wine glass, and gave Ning Yuan a drink from afar.

"You're welcome." Ning Yuan smiled and returned to his seat to toast.

Zizhuyuan is lively again. But at present, no one dares to look down on Ning Yuan. Lin Feng and Wang Ruochuan also deliberately avoided Qu Le's question.

In the glass, the sound of music curls up. After Ning Yuan demonstrated his unique bamboo leaf playing skills, the atmosphere on the field quietly changed.

The guests attending the meeting were all elite disciples of various sects and clans. It can be said that almost no one here knows that Ning Yuan gave Xing Xueye inspiration. Just now, Lin Feng was in trouble. Because people discriminate against the wild inhabitants of the Pure Land, they join forces to create difficulties. But unexpectedly, Ning Yuan's technique surprised the audience. A slightly sad song of joy captures their arrogant hearts and makes them change their minds. They also thought of each other's terrifying cultivation talents.

Suddenly, for various purposes, many people went to chat with Ning Yuan and made friends.

For these people, Ning Yuan was always smiling and polite. Behind these people is not a weak force. Ning Yuan would not ignore them. In the future, when the Ning people moved to the Pure Land, they needed the consent of many local forces in Jinhua. At this time, making good friends with these forces can also save him some trouble.

But for these people, Ning Yuan always maintained a little vigilance. He knew that everyone was friendly to him now because he had value in facing them. In the future, if they are abandoned, they will no longer have the value to be valued. In the eyes of these people, they will return to the so-called barbarians.

That's the way it is. I have felt Ning Yuan in human nature since I was a child, and I know this very well.

"The music was good. I don't see that you have that talent. I wonder if it's famous? After dealing with some toasters, Ning Yuan just sat back in his seat, and Teacher Zhang next to him took the initiative to talk to him.

Looking at Teacher Zhang's flawless face, Ning Yuan's eyes were a little stunned. He had seen this woman many times, but he couldn't touch her. He was still fascinated by her beauty. This is truly a disaster for the country and its people.

This song is called "In the Autumn Wind", Ning Yuan came back to his senses and replied. Tonight, Mr. Zhang took the initiative to help him, which touched him very much. At the moment, he explains his experience in detail.

"Whoever can compose such a piece must have had an extraordinary experience." Zhang Shishi heard that this song was picked up by Ning Archaeologist, and said with emotion.

Hearing this, Ning Yuan would not deny it. He always felt that Ning had a secret in archaeology, but at that time, he was too young to be told by the other party. To be honest, at the beginning, Ningyuan archaeology left only Ning Yuan alone. At first, Ning Yuan was a little resentful, but as all these years passed, Ning Yuan gradually forgave him. Perhaps the old man has more important things to do.

"Brother Ning." Wang Ruochuan suddenly walked towards him. He smiled, raised his wine glass, and exchanged greetings with Ning Yuan.

"In the past, my sister and Brother Ning had a gap, but I can't formally apologize. Today, I'm going to punish myself with three cups, and I hope my brother Haihan will. Wang Ruochuan's tone was very sincere. To outsiders, it gives a sense of generosity and light. "You're welcome, Brother Wang. I wonder if you'll be able to find your sister's whereabouts? "Ning Yuanpi is not smiling. He had no interest in Wang Ruochuan. Just when Lin Feng deliberately humiliated him, he was behind his back. Although they did not tear their faces, in reality they were hostile.

"Ahh Speaking of Wang Yao, Wang Ruochuan sighed I don't know who the royal family has offended. So far, I can't find my sister's whereabouts. So far, all I know is that the location of Xuemei's disappearance is in the wild. Brother Ning is from the wilderness. He must have a good understanding of those forces that are capable of doing this. Can you provide some clues? ”

Speaking of which, Wang Ruochuan stared at Ning Yuan's face to see how he reacted.