Wen Zhen turned around and glanced at Tang Muzhi, too lazy to say that she was eavesdropping again, anyway, this person does his own thing and doesn't know how to be conscious.

Tang Muzhi took out one and said, "Since you have secretly learned the whistle technique, it has been so long, you should have a certain foundation for the mastery of the airflow between breathing and breathing and the strength between your lips and teeth, so it is better to learn this." ”

When she talked about stealing school, she glanced at Wen Zhen coldly, Wen Zhen smiled as if she only heard the compliments from behind, and said, "Okay, good." ”

Tang Muzhi glanced at her again, but didn't say much, and really began to teach her how to blow the fall.

She and Wen Zhen stood together, Wen Zhen's subordinates were very vigilant, and quietly gathered, and others were okay, Miaoyin knew a little bit about blowing, listening to her teach Wen Zhen how to start with glissando, then play sound, air sound, and calendar sound...... Wait, but I'm also teaching seriously, but I always feel that something is not quite right, but I don't understand it, frowning and thinking there.

Wen Zhen also felt that something was wrong, although she had never learned the fall, but the mouth blowing instrument should pay attention to a smooth air flow, but Tang Muzhi taught her to blow the fall, the method and technique are normal, but the breathing and breathing method is different from her usual, and she often backlash, and there must be a tongue tip before each note, ten twists, she barely blew for a while, and suddenly felt disgusted, and spit out a mouthful of blood.

This mouthful of blood shocked everyone, and Feng Pianpian immediately rushed up to draw the knife, but Tang Muzhi's face remained unchanged, staring at the blood and smiling strangely, and said, "Your talent is nothing more than that." No wonder the whistle skills that I learned secretly didn't make sense. ”

Wen Zhen stopped everyone's angry scolding with one hand, raised his head and smiled: "Then you will teach me the right one." Otherwise, it's uncomfortable to watch people always blow your whistle skills that you don't understand, right? ”

Tang Muzhi sneered and said, "You can't learn it, and you still want to learn whistle skills?" The Tang family has been ancestral for many years, and I have practiced it alone, so with your qualifications, you are also worthy of Xiao Xiang? ”

She glanced at Wen Zhen with a look at the dust on the soles of her feet, and walked away, so angry that Miao Yin scolded: "A captive is so crazy!" I won't let her in the cafeteria at night! ”

Wen Zhen smiled and said, "Yes, don't let her in!" As soon as she entered the courtyard, she heard a burst of music, and she couldn't help but stop and listen.

I was fascinated by what I listened to, and I laughed when I listened to it.

Yan Sui is really amazing.

The starting tune is dark and ethereal, mysterious and gorgeous, and it turns into light and pleasant in the middle, and it is a little familiar when you listen carefully, it is actually a happy tune to break up, but it has made a very suitable adaptation, so that this brisk but somewhat thin tune is more smart and pleasant, and you can listen to the people's hearts and waves, and the flowers rise into the air, and the tune is high but not falling after liftoff, it is like floating clouds, turning and floating, instantaneous, and the sky is like washing.

Wen Zhen has never seen a tune that can combine the sweetness of love with the vastness of heaven and earth so harmoniously, love is a small way to cherish in the heart, but the thoughts of heaven, earth and country are extremely poor, but only Yan Sui can come eloquently, through the clouds and lead the wind, without any awkward and abrupt feeling.

This is a song that makes people smile and be open-minded, and see the subtle love and the size of the sea.

Just as their love is related to the inner cry, it is also unparalleled in the world, and it is related to the world's bigness and competition. The subtle and treacherous tone of the beginning seems to foreshadow the intrigue and scheming along the way.

Probably only a special person with such an identity, such a vision, and such a special person like Yan Sui can compose such a song, and the mayflies can be seen in the high sky, and the sand and gravel can be seen in the vastness of the sea.

Wen Zhen listened and listened, only felt that her heart was surging, she wanted to smile and sing, but in the end she just lifted the fall and tried to blow the harmony, but she had just learned the fall, how could she match such a complex and gorgeous tune, she barely blew a few mouthfuls, only to feel annoyed by the breath, and was about to give up, suddenly Yan Sui pointed to the tune and lowered the tune, she subconsciously sank her breath, and suddenly turned the tone, followed the breath, and a clear meteorite sound erupted.

Wen Zhen blew down again with this feeling, and sure enough, at the next awkward ventilation, Yan Sui changed his tone, and Wen Zhen's qi was forced to go up, and it was smooth again.

In this way, Wen Zhen slowly found the rhythm, and began to breathe in tightly, slowly, slowly, and slowly, and sure enough, it gradually smoothed out a lot, keeping up with Yan Sui's rhythm, but she is still blowing very hard now, but Yan Sui's ability is really breathtaking, he can constantly adjust his tune and modification according to Wen Zhen's breath-like tune, not only has no sense of destruction, but also sounds a little more bizarre rhythm.

Wen Zhen was blowing, and suddenly he had an inspiration, threw it away, took out his whistle and began to blow.

Yan Sui's eyes were appreciative, and he felt that his little cake was really good.

This time, Wen Zhen's whistle has a sound, the whistle has been trained for a long time, it is much smoother than the sound of the fall, and it is actually quite bright, and then after Yan Sui's wonderful hand, the tune is raised, and the last piece of the tune is both high and gentle, and the whistle and the whistle can be so harmonious, snuggling up to each other and rushing into the sky, with endless aftertaste.

At the end of the song, there was the sound of applause in the distance.

After the song, Tang Muzhi, who was eating orchid beans while walking outside the courtyard, suddenly stopped, the expression on her face was quite complicated at this moment, and she was slightly unwilling in the accident, unwilling to be faintly happy, and faintly lost in the joy...... Eventually, she raised her hand, flicked her fingers, and flew out of the thin shell of the orchid bean, making a beautiful whirl on the calm water.

After finishing the song, Wen Zhen realized, spit out the whistle, and said, "I understand." ”

She raised her eyes, and above her head, on the trees of the four seasons, countless birds had fallen at some point, and they were neatly arranged.

Yan Sui plucked the strings casually, and his expression was slightly surprised.

Tang Muzhi actually took the opportunity of the Sect to teach Wen Zhen the method of breathing out the key breath of the beast control whistle.

Wen Zhen's beast control whistle is the four dissimilarities that he learned from stealing the master and Yi Renli from his own speculation, after all, the whistle is blowing in the mouth, and the way of spitting operation in the middle is invisible, so her beast control is also a minute effect many times, and often overturns.

That's what matters most today.

Wen Zhen was a little complicated for a while, and couldn't understand Tang Muzhi's mentality, and always felt that this matter was not just Tang Muzhi repaying a few meals, and she was not that kind of person.

If you don't understand it, you don't want to think about it, after all, this thing can't be a trap.

"Now that the song is complete, I'll fill in the lyrics. But I have to think about it, after all, it's going to be famous for a hundred years, isn't it? ”

"Remember to write a few more words about how you please me, and the generation will be longer."

"That's nature. The legs of the elder brother are not legs, the spring water on the banks of the Seine; Brother's lips are not lips, Bulgarian roses, how? ”

"Are you implying that I have soft legs and dry lips?"

Wen Zhen laughed for a long time, and then laughed again, "I'm sweet, I really didn't know that you could compose music, you are really my treasure boy." I just don't know how it compares to "Canaan Song", "Shaofeng", "Shangyong Tune" and "Midnight Fragrance Silent Song"? ”

These four songs are all famous songs of Dongtang, except for the first one is a sectarian song, the other three songs have palace music, folk tunes, and Shilin and wind, but the common point is that they are all from the hands of Tang Xian, and they are sung all over the world, which is one of the cornerstones that have established his status as a musical instrument.

Yan Sui smiled, flicked the gonghou, and brushed the flowers with her long fingers, her expression was full of indifferent disdain.

"And what's the name of our song?"

"This piece is for you, so naturally everything will be according to your heart."

"Then, let's call it a lucky encounter."

"Lucky to be ......"

"yes. Luckily. Twenty years of spring and autumn dreams, this life is fortunate to meet you. ”

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In the next few days, Liushan encountered several ambushes, but when the nails of Liushan have been pulled out, and gradually merged with Qianqiu Valley, the huge and continuous Liushan has become a natural barrier, and the unrelenting King An and the Ji family sent both killers and small armies, without exception, have lost several batches of good hands in succession, and finally understood that Yan Sui was killing him by inviting the king into the urn, and the Ji family had to stop. Yan Sui also felt a little regretful, saying that it was a pity that most of King An's secret hands were gone.

On October 21, at the Standing Fire Festival, all the people gathered at the edge of the mirror lake outside the Qianqiu Valley, and the Pinghu Lake sang songs to pray for a good year.

On the song party, the new high priest and the great leader of the Qianqiu League played a series of concerts by the Pinghu Lake, and actually played a new tune "Lucky Encounter" that fascinated everyone and lingered endlessly.

At first, the birds and birds were silent, and then the crowd cheered, and the flowers used to express joy and victory were thrown into the sky like rain, covering half of the lake, and the mirror lake became a lake of flowers, and the fragrance did not disperse for several days.

During the performance of that song, everyone saw the flowers and plants by the lake grow instantly, made up into green leaves, swaying endlessly, and countless flower branches, growing to the side of the person, blooming, and handing the flowers to the palm of the person's hand, as if asking someone to throw flowers.

When everyone was amazed, they suddenly saw the other side of the lake, where the two played the tune, I don't know when a long cloud ladder appeared, the cloud ladder went straight to the sky, connected with the floating clouds, above the floating clouds, faintly visible Yuque Golden Palace, the Nine Clouds Hall of the Eaves and Dougong.

On the top of the stairs, a person's brocade robe was flying, his clothes were scattered, his back was facing everyone, and he was picking up the steps, walking farther and farther, as if he was about to enter the Nine Heavens Palace.

And at this time, it is dusk, the glow is all over the sky, beautiful and gorgeous, such as a fairy hanging wide sleeves, clouds and brocade falling on the jade river, lining the palace Que Baoguang is shining, and the red clouds are everywhere.

This scene was awe-inspiring, and everyone's eyes widened, almost unable to believe their eyes.

As if a breeze was blowing, the man gradually walked up to the clouds.

The flowers and leaves in front of him suddenly swayed in unison, the birds spread their wings and swept high into the air, the wings spread out to cover the sun, and the beasts all over the mountain alarmed the wind in the forest.

All creatures and beasts seem to sense heaven and earth at this moment, and the accompaniment is combined.

The vision was so large and shocking that people were speechless for a long time, and they didn't know when the person who had gone up the ladder disappeared into the sky, and there was only one person left playing the tune on the other side.

The man with the beautiful weather vane disappeared at some point, leaving only the great master of the Qianqiu Valley, sitting on the stone, with a blue bird in front of him, holding a rosemary in the beak of the most common rosemary in the mountains, but the flower plate was as big as a basin, and people had never seen such a large rosemary in their lives.

Almost instantly, everyone knelt down and bowed to the place where the "High Priest" had disappeared, and then bowed to Wen Zhen.

Wen Zhen smiled and didn't say a word.

This Tianxiu is the result of her cooperation with Yan Sui.

In the meantime, Yan Sui's hair spring, her 3D painting and the ability to control beasts, as well as the use of the invisible girl again, stealthily carrying the giant 3D painting in the air, Wen Zhen also designed the transparent Weiya line according to Yan Sui's inspiration of the transparent silk thread sword, and dragged the girl to slowly drift forward with the painting on her back, creating a realistic effect of the immortal climbing the ladder step by step.

It took all this time to prepare for this, and it took a lot of effort just to find a huge piece of paper that could blend in with the background of the mountain forest.

Originally, I wanted to say a few strange words, and explain that the last high priest was summoned to heaven by the gods, and you will be autonomous in the future. Thinking about it later, blank space and imagination are the most maneuvering and deeply rooted in people's hearts, and people always prefer to believe in what they have calculated.

When Yan Sui was abducted and deceived to get the name of the high priest, he left the last statement, planted seeds for people, and then took advantage of this time to make BGM with the somewhat fairy song "Lucky Encounter", and all kinds of abilities and means were rolled out silently in the hearts of everyone, "The high priest was summoned by the lord to climb the green cloud ladder and achieve positive results, and from then on stay in the mountain to end the priestly rule." The Grand Master of Chiaki Valley is the default spokesperson of the High Priest before leaving, and you will have to have a good relationship with Chiaki Valley in the future".

During this period, a lot of thought was spent, not only the addition of music, the ability and painting skills, and the grasp of the psychology of the masses, such as those flowers that automatically bloomed and were handed to the people, the flowers that Wen Zhen finally held in his hand with suggestive symbolic meanings, and the choice of time, such as the most beautiful and fantastical scenery at dusk, which is closest to the night, suitable for hiding in the end...... A big drama has a gorgeous opening and a gorgeous ending, from special effects to psychology, which is enough to ensure that the people of Liushan are convinced and cannot be erased from the talk in the coming decades.

The curtain call was perfectly carried out in advance, and in order to avoid revealing the stuffing, Yan Sui left the mountain directly after leaving. Wen Zhen had to stay for a day or two to appease and receive the people in Liushan.

After all, the priest has ruled for many years, and it is the sustenance in the hearts of the people, and it needs to be completely erased and transitioned, Wen Zhen has always been a flowing person, and he will never be hard against public opinion, so he acquiesced, although he did not open the altar and did not recognize the name of the priestess, but he also used the big flower that Yan Sui spawned, as in previous years, to point on the foreheads of several girls and boys who stood out in various competitions, and blessed them, looking at the expressions of the people in Liushan, so satisfied and happyIt is no worse than it was when the High Priest was there.

The next day, there were a lot of local people in Qianqiu Valley who helped, and Miaoyin took a few girls and asked for a plea in front of Wen Zhen, it turned out to be a few girls in her village, and she fell in love with several young men in Qianqiu Valley, some of them were originally from the Mutual Aid League, and some were from the original Xiong Army, Wen Zhen was of course happy to see it, this was what she had discussed with Miaoyin, and deliberately let the girls from the Manhua Village stay in the valley during this time. arranged the dowry seriously, and went back to have a group wedding.

During Wen Zhen's stay in Qianqiu Valley, he also found that a kind of fruit in Liushan was particularly suitable for winemaking, and made another batch of wine, arranged a special wine cellar, and left the recipe to Wen Jintan, planning to come out If it tastes good, he will promote it in his own store first. Qianqiu Valley can't always let the rivers and lakes make offerings, nor can it sit and eat empty with the gold, silver and jewelry saved by the Freemason, those are to be kept for everyone to raise soldiers and distribute welfare, and they must be self-sufficient. Therefore, her idea has long been hit on the mountain people in Liushan, and she also asked that after improving the relationship, Qianqiu Valley should make use of and expand the surrounding land, plant vegetables, rice, tea trees, and fruit trees, and Qianqiu Valley should not support idlers.

Tang Muzhi lived in Qianqiu Valley for a while, and after drinking the first batch of collective wedding wine in Qianqiu Valley, he quietly left Qianqiu Valley on a night when the temperature plummeted, no one knew where she went, and no one knew if she would appear in the future, only Pan Hang had silently accompanied her to drink on that festive night, watched her get drunk, and listened to her murmur after getting drunk: "He composed a song for her, who will sing for me?" It turns out that I have heard the most and best tunes in the world, but they are all other people's ......"

Wen Zhen didn't hear this, because at that time she had already set foot on the road, and joined Yan Sui, who was waiting for her outside the mountain, and quietly went to Dayan to seek medical treatment.

They chose the most secret and unexpected road, inserted from the Yunlei Plateau, entered the Yao Kingdom, and then entered the Great Yan Hebei North from the Yao Kingdom.

It should have been a safe road, and then because everyone was in Liushan during this time, they were out of Liushan and hurried all the way, so the information and intelligence ahead were stranded, Yan Sui and Wen Zhen didn't expect that the Yaoguo situation would rise at this moment, and the northern part of Dayan and Hebei had fallen into a blood-colored cloud.

Also on October 21, Nalan Huan, the eldest son of King Cheng of Northern Hebei, was assassinated outside Tianyang City by the rebellious second son Nalan Qian. This opened the prelude to the murder of the sons of King Cheng.

Before that, the king of northern Hebei had died at the hands of Nalan Qian.

Ronghe for many years, the Chengwang family, which was the truly independent ruler of northern Hebei, was almost slaughtered within a few days, leaving only the only son of King Cheng, leading a remnant army, which survived because of being stranded in Yanjing, the capital of Dayan, but it was obvious that the birds that had lost their roots were destined to face the rain and wind and drag the bloody mud road.

And the hand that held the bloodthirsty sword of Nalan Qian lifted the curtain, revealing the slightly sneering faces of the Dayan Imperial Court and the royal family. Mobile phone users please browse and read, and a better reading experience comes from Aiwang.