"Qinglian, don't be rude. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

The old man of the dead wood said: "The king's song is full of mysteries in the wind and the green mountains, even if I and other old guys who have studied music for more than a thousand years, we are powerless in the face of this song, and the son of Chiyan can play the wind in the big green mountains in just one or two decades, which is already very remarkable!"

The words of the old man of the dead wood have been recognized by many people, especially the old-timers who are as proficient in the way of music and rhythm as he is, they have all studied music for more than a thousand years, even so, for so many years, at best, they can only play a hundred layers of mysteries, compared to them, Chi Yu can definitely afford the title of music and rhythm genius, at least they can't compare, and Ding Rui, Leng Yefei These geniuses can't compare.

The old man of the dead wood more or less resolved Chi Yu's embarrassment, and his appearance did not look as embarrassed as Fang Cai, he took a deep breath and said, "Wei Chaoqun, if I remember correctly, this song is full of great mountains, and you can only play seventy or eighty mysteries, right?"

Wei Chaoqun replied lightly: "That's just before. ”

"Oh, then, you've learned a lot over the years?" Akabane said with a bad speech, "I wonder if you can play the mystical geometry now?"

"Although it's not as good as the Deadwood Daozun. Wei Chaoqun picked up a glass of wine and said with a smile: "However, at least I played more than you." ”

"Anyone can say big things. ”

"Hehe......"

Wei Chaoqun smiled without saying a word, and immediately took out a purple and cyan jade qin, there were not a few people who knew the goods in the field, and they could see at a glance that this jade qin was from the hands of a famous artist.

Wei Chaoqun didn't say anything, his hands danced on the jade qin, and the sound of the piano sounded, and the wind rose in the green mountains.

Rumble!

A thunderclap!

Ten ...... Fifty ......

When a hundred thunderbolts sounded in the sound of the piano, everyone began to be shocked, and Akabane's face began to be cloudy.

Wow!

One hundred and ten!

One hundred and thirty ......

At the end of the song, one hundred and thirty-six thunderbolts sounded in the sound of the piano.

This also means that Wei Chaoqun played this song of the Wind Rising Daqing Mountain with one hundred and thirty-six red thunder mysteries.

Many people remember that Wei Chaoqun was only able to play seventy or eighty layers of red thunder mysteries a few years ago, and they never thought that in just a few years of kung fu, he could already play one hundred and thirty-six layers of mysteries in the wind and mountains, which was really eye-opening.

Just when everyone was amazed, another voice came: "It's just one hundred and thirty-six red thunder mysteries." ”

Everyone looked over, and the person who spoke was a son who looked more evil, and even those people standing next to him were all like this, and the spiritual breath on his body was also more evil than the other, obviously, they were all people from the Batu Cave, and the son who spoke was also a powerful Qianhua of the Batu Cave.

About Li Qianhua, everyone knows very little, only that his status in the Black Wind Cave is very high, not to mention the Black Wind Eight Monsters, even the Black Wind Twin Evils are afraid of him.

He sat in the gazebo, stroked the piano with one hand, and played the wind rising in the green mountains.

Rumble!

A thunderclap exploded.

Ten Paths, One Hundred Paths, One Hundred Paths, One Hundred and Fifty Paths......

With the continuous explosion of thunder in the sound of the piano, everyone's expressions became more and more shocked, and at the end of the song, the audience was staring at each other, and the shock was more than exclamation, because this Li Qianhua actually played the wind from the Great Qingshan out of two hundred mysteries.

That's two hundred mysteries!

You must know that the one of the best music and rhythm grandmasters in the Great Northwest, the old man Deadwood, is nothing more than that!

"It's terrifying......

The old man sighed, and the rest of the others did the same, thinking that the young people now are really amazing, and the generation is more and more incredible.

"It's just two hundred mysteries, it's not worth mentioning. The smile on the corner of Li Qianhua's mouth was also like his person, giving people a very evil feeling, and he didn't look up, just said: "At least, I know that this is nothing to the Traceless Child." ”

Traceless?

Changhong's traceless son?

Everyone looked over, and then remembered that the eighteen elephants of Nine Dragons who came to participate in the Five-color Flower Festival today, in addition to Akabane, there was also a Nine Dragons, who was this Traceless Son.

The eighteen elephants of the Nine Dragons of Changhong rudder, everyone knows more about the eighteen elephants, but as for the Nine Dragons, they know very little.

And this Traceless is definitely the most low-key one in Kowloon.

Low-key everyone only knows that he is one of the nine dragons of Changhong's rudder, and he doesn't know anything else, he cultivates geometry, strength and geometry, and he doesn't know, but one thing everyone knows is that since it is the nine dragons of Changhong's rudder, it is naturally extraordinary, and the arrogant Chibane, who is also one of the nine dragons, respects it so much, and thinks about it with his toes, and knows that it is definitely not simple to have no trace.

He looked like a gentle and elegant noble boy than Chi Hanegang, just sitting in the corner of the pavilion, as if he was looking at a music book, even if everyone's eyes were all locked on him, he just raised his head and smiled lightly: "Brother Li is just joking, don't take it seriously." ”

"I haven't seen you for a few years, but I didn't expect Traceless Son to be so modest. Li Qianhua said with a smile: "If I'm not mistaken, as early as a few years ago, you played two hundred mysteries in the wind and mountains, and with your understanding and talent, you can at least play more than three hundred mysteries today." ”

One stone stirs up a thousand waves.

Li Qianhua's words fell, and there was an uproar in the venue.

They all stared at Wu Trace, wondering if he could really play more than three hundred mysteries in the Wind Rising Great Green Mountain.

And Wuxian didn't mean to play, but said softly: "With Miss Qingxi here, how dare I be ugly." ”

"Childe is humble. ”

Hearing that Qingxi was mentioned without a trace, everyone remembered that it seemed that the rumor that Miss Qingxi played the wind and Daqingshan had far surpassed the predecessors of the dead wood a few years ago, but whether it was true or not, no one knew, so everyone shouted to let Qingxi play a song on the spot.

Qingxi was a little embarrassed, not for other reasons, but because playing the tune requires the consumption of spirit and spiritual power, and she will play a song of the king's 'Youth Line' and 'Dust Falling Five-Colored Mountain' to the old man of the dead wood later, hoping that with the help of these two songs, the old man will let go of the guilt he felt about the king back then, and these two songs, the dust of the five-color mountain does not matter, but the young man's line needs to consume a lot of spiritual power, and after a song, her spirit will be overdrawn.

"My senior sister will play the king's juvenile line later, in order to give you a perfect presentation of the king's youthful trip to the northwest, my senior sister is not suitable to consume the spirit now. A naughty smile crossed the corner of Xiao Qinglian's mouth, and she said, "However, I can tell you that the king's wind rises in Daqing Mountain, and my senior sister is now able to play six hundred and eleven red thunder mysteries. ”

(To be continued.) )