"The wind spirits I play are no more than thirty-seven mysteries, and you have never heard them before, but now you can play ninety-nine eighty-one mysteries. ”

Although Situ Zhengnan was very angry in his heart and very unconvinced, he didn't show it, just kept a calm face, stared at Gu Qingfeng, and asked, "In this way, you deduced all the mysteries of the wind spirit according to my thirty-seven mysteries?"

"What's the matter, can't you?"

Gu Qingfeng didn't look at him, drinking a little wine, while refining something for Xiao Jin'er with various spars, he said with a smile: "Master's music and rhythm attainments are unparalleled in the world, do you think he is playing with you?"

"Just you?"

Situ Zhengnan took a step forward, and his voice became more aggressive, and at the same time, he used his divine sense to probe Gu Qingfeng, but he just probed and checked, and he couldn't find anything except the breath of the Purple Mansion, there was neither pure breath nor turbidity, but it was just a very pure cultivation of the Purple Mansion.

Although it is a fact that no one can deny that Gu Qingfeng played the eighty-one mysteries of the wind spirit, Situ Zhengnan still didn't believe it, he stared at Gu Qingfeng, pondered for a moment, and said in a condensed voice: "Since your music is known as unparalleled in the world, then I will ask you for advice!"

Gu Qingfeng shrugged indifferently, the meaning was obvious, casual.

"Do you know the tune of the Thunder Dragon?"

Thunder Dragon chant tune, no one does not know.

This is one of the eight thunderous tunes in the world.

As soon as the tune comes out, the sound of the piano is like thunder, and it is like a dragon roaring, and many ancient classic songs have used this tune.

Of course.

Not everyone can play the tune of the Thunder Dragon.

Its difficulty is so great, it is several times more difficult than the wind spirit created by Su Wu, not to mention that other people, even a few little hidden dragons who are known as music and rhythm wizards can't play it, not because they can't play the mystery, but they can't even play this tune.

Yes.

I can't play it.

Sixteen different techniques, thirty-three spirits, sixty-four spiritual tricks are needed for the thunder dragon chant, any one of which is a mysterious and mysterious and wonderful existence with extremely high difficulty, many people have practiced for a lifetime, and they can't even practice a technique of the thunder dragon chant and a spirit and a spiritual trick, so you can imagine how mysterious the thunder dragon chant should be.

Situ Zhengnan proposed this top-notch tune, obviously deliberately making things difficult.

"Why! Aren't you arrogant? Aren't you known as the unparalleled in the world in terms of music and rhythm? Why do you even scream ...... thunder dragon?"

Seeing that Gu Qingfeng continued to sit on the horse chariot refining some messy spars, Situ Zhengnan was about to laugh, at this time, Gu Qingfeng suddenly drank all the wine in the cup, and then slowly raised his arm and put it on the guqin, dancing with his five fingers, fluctuating the strings.

Gu Qingfeng sat on the horse chariot so casually, refining the spar with one hand and stroking the piano with the other, without even raising his head or looking, his fingers danced wildly, and the afterimage followed, and the sound of the piano sounded.

Click!

Like a thunderclap and a long roar of a dragon, it reached everyone's ears, which was jaw-dropping, breathtaking, exciting, and even more terrifying.

Thunder Dragon's Groan!

Oh my God!

It's really a thunder dragon!

This person can really play the Thunder Dragon Yin, not only can he play, he also seems to play the mysteries,

Absolutely mysterious.

Otherwise, the sound of the thunder dragon can't make people's hearts tremble!

Boom - Click!

Whew——

The sound of the piano is like thunder and like a dragon.

The thunder exploded, shook the sky, and the power of the dragon's chant terrified the Quartet!

Oh, my God!

This is the Great Perfection Thunder Dragon Yin, and only the Nine Nine Eighty-One Major Perfection Thunder Dragon Yin can have such power!

This moment.

Everyone in the audience shouted as if they were crazy.

No one would have thought that Gu Qingfeng would be able to pop out all the mysteries of the wind spirit created by the fairy just by listening to it once.

I didn't expect that even one of the eight thunderous tunes like the Thunder Dragon Yin, Gu Qingfeng would be able to play it, and all the mysteries in it would also pop out, you must know that this Thunder Dragon Yin, even a music wizard like Huo Dong can't play it, and although Situ Zhengnan can play it, he just plays the tune, if it is mysterious, he is far from having this ability.

Situ Zhengnan originally wanted to use the Thunder Dragon Yin to make Gu Qingfeng ugly, but he never thought about it......

He stared at Gu Qingfeng, his eyes were full of shock and horror, the hand that had been behind his back couldn't help trembling, he took a deep breath, calmed his panicked heart, and said: "The sea is roaring!"

He was not convinced, he tried again, the voice fell, Gu Qingfeng's hand that was playing the thunder dragon chant, suddenly changed, the afterimage followed, the strings moved, the sound of the piano sounded, like a howling wind, the sea churning, making people's hearts surging and swaying.

The roar of the sea is also a well-known tune in the world, comparable to the roar of the thunder dragon.

Gu Qingfeng not only played the thunder dragon chant, but even the roar of the sea also popped out, and the same ninety-nine-eighty-one mysteries were played.

"Thousand cranes in the clouds!"

Situ Zhengnan was not convinced, and he couldn't accept it, so he tried again.

However, the people who don't believe, disagree, and can't accept it are not only Situ Zhengnan, but also Huo Dong, Tu Gao, Ling Feng, Ma Zhengtian and other small hidden dragons.

"Storm and dust rolling!"

"Pilgrimage of a hundred birds!"

"Tiger Roaring Mountain Forest!"

"The mountain god turns!"

Sitting on the horse's chariot, Gu Qingfeng did not raise his head, his eyes did not look, his face was not red, his breath was not panting, he was not arrogant or impatient, he was not crazy or angry, he just stroked the piano with one hand, and all kinds of miraculous techniques were unpredictable, playing one after another mysterious tunes.

Whether it is the storm and dust, or the pilgrimage of a hundred birds, or the roaring of tigers and forests, or the rotation of mountain gods, this kind of tune that ordinary people usually don't talk about cultivation and don't even dare to listen to is now played by him one by one, and all of them are nine hundred and eighty-one major consummations.

"The sun is shining!"

"Golden Phoenix Chaoyang!"

"The blue waves are breathless!"

Situ Zhengnan and the Ten Little Qianlong did not stop, one by one they blushed, staring at their eyes and continuing to ask questions, not only them, but also the elders of the various sects, and the palms also stood up and asked questions, ten, hundred, thousand...... More and more people are coming forward to ask questions.

This scene is crazy.

Crazy makes the heart stop, crazy makes the mind dizzy, crazy makes the mind blank, and crazy makes the mind freeze.

Exactly how many people have come forward to ask questions, no one knows.

No one knows what tune they asked.

Because they can't pay attention to these things at this moment, the whole world in their ears is occupied by all kinds of mysterious tunes, innumerable, innumerable, endless, everything.