Chapter 696: My Goddess

Five-color flowers, flowers bloom for five days, one color a day. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

This kind of flowering wonder is absolutely unique in the great northwest.

There are many people who come to enjoy the cherry blossoms every year.

Of course.

Some people also wait to pick up the five-colored petals after viewing the flowers.

There are also some people who enjoy the flowers only secondary, and more importantly, they want to listen to the handsome men and women playing music at the flower party.

The five-color flower meeting of the five-color mountain is no longer a pure flower party until now, it is more of a grand event belonging to the music and rhythm world, at that time, the people who are proficient in music and rhythm in the northwest region will almost come to the top, besides, this flower party is the last flower party held by the predecessors of the music and rhythm master deadwood, and selflessly contributed a lot of precious music scores for people to understand, it is conceivable that this year's five-color flower party should be so lively.

This is indeed the case.

When the ancient breeze came to the five-color garden, it was already overcrowded, and all kinds of people marched together in the garden to enjoy the flowers.

Five-colored flowers, also known as five-element flowers.

Among the rumors, the five colors represent the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth.

On the first day, the five-color flowers are golden and colorful, and at a glance it looks like a sea of golden flowers.

Gu Qingfeng wandered among the flowers, and felt quite emotional, as if he had returned to his youth, the five-color flowers were still the five-color flowers of the year, but the people who enjoyed the flowers were no longer those people back then.

There are many pavilions in the five-color garden, one almost every 100 meters, and each pavilion has some music scores placed in it.

These scores were collected by the predecessors of Deadwood for thousands of years, and re-transcribed, including some unique copies of famous songs from ancient times.

The scores of these years are not unusual, and they are not very valuable, and there are a lot of them on the market.

However, it also depends on who copied the score.

The scores that are transcribed from person to person are different.

And transcribing the score is not just a simple transcription with a pen, if it is just a transcription, the transcription is indeed a score, but it is only a tune and technique, and the subtlety contained in the score cannot be copied.

If you want to transcribe the subtleties contained in the score, you have to inject your own spirit.

It's the most precious thing.

It's not something that ordinary people can do.

First of all, you have to be proficient in music, and you must not be low in music.

Even so, transcribing a sheet of music requires a lot of mind.

The music scores displayed in the pavilion are all from the hands of Deadwood's predecessors, and they are also copied by him one by one, and I don't know how much effort it takes.

A person's musical attainments are different, the understanding of a piece is also different, and at the same time, the transcription of the music score, contains more or less different subtlety, the dead wood predecessor is a recognized master of music and rhythm in ancient times, he copied the music score, the subtlety contained, even if it can not be compared with the true work of the music score, it can definitely reach as much as seven or eight.

And the value of such a music sheet in the market is no less than a mysterious-level magic weapon.

The greater the fame of the score, the more subtlety it contains, and the higher the value.

Now that Deadwood's predecessors have displayed all the scores they have copied all their lives, such a selfless mind has to be admired.

The huge garden, I don't know how many pavilions, each pavilion is placed in several music scores, I don't know how many books are displayed this time, I only know that each pavilion is full of people.

"Old Gu, do you still know the rhythm of music?"

Since he learned that Gu Qingfeng was the one who won Miss Qingxi, Li Fatzi followed Gu Qingfeng all day long like a fart, not only that, but he was also serving with good food and drink every day, and he was stammering and flattering, and wanted to learn some chess skills from Gu Qingfeng, even if he couldn't hook up with the goddess of Qingxi in the future, he could hook up with a beautiful girl.

"I know a little bit about it. ”

Gu Qingfeng wandered around the garden, stopping to look at the music sheet every time he went to a gazebo.

"Really?"

Fat Li was a little skeptical.

There are ten arts in the fairy road.

Each art is broad and profound.

And most of the ordinary people can only specialize in one kind of immortal art.

After all, a person's energy is limited, and this era is so crazy, focusing on martial arts or spells is the right way, like piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, people like Li Fatzi can only think about it, don't say that he doesn't have this energy, even if he has, he doesn't have this talent.

In his mind, Gu Qingfeng knew how to play chess, and if he could play music, he would be a genius among geniuses.

As soon as he thought of this, Li Fatzi was a little envious, jealous and hateful, they were also two shoulders and one head, they were all Jin Dan cultivators, why are people's chess skills so high, and they still know the rhythm of music? This is too unfair.

"Damn! Is the surname Gu so powerful! I knew that this was the case, and in the next life, we will also be reincarnated with the surname Gu, no! Not only the surname Gu, but also Gu Qingfeng!"

Fat Li felt very unbalanced in his heart, so he tried to ask, "Old Gu, your martial arts attainments shouldn't be very good, right?"

"So-so. ”

"Hehe, it's just fine! I'll just say, the ten arts of the Immortal Dao, if you are proficient in one art, you either don't understand the other attainments, and even if you understand it, it's not very good. Hearing Gu Qingfeng say this, Li Fatzi felt a little comforted in his heart, and said with a smile: "Old Gu, tell you secretly, don't look at us who don't understand chess and don't understand music, but our martial arts attainments are not weak, I also know the formation, although I am only a Jindan cultivator, if I really fight, it is still trivial to fight a Yuanying master." ”

"Really?"

"What's the matter? Don't you believe it? Wait for the two of us to fight each other in the evening, so that you are not our opponent in ten moves. ”

"Ha!" Gu Qingfeng smiled dumbly and said, "Okay! ”

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion in front, Gu Qingfeng thought something was going on, looked over, and realized that it was the riot caused by the appearance of the little girl in Qingxi.

"The goddess is here! ”

"Nothing to see. Gu Qingfeng shook his head and said, "That girl in Qingxi is not sassy and not waveful, and she won't dance for you, what's there to see." ”

"Old Gu, you guy have to pay attention to what he says, this is what I heard alone, if it reaches the ears of others, your kid will definitely be beaten to death today, half of the people who came to participate in the flower party are coming for Miss Qingxi, you must be careful." ”

"Got it, go see it yourself. ”

Gu Qingfeng was standing in the gazebo and was looking at a music book, when suddenly there was a commotion in front of him, and all kinds of screams were endless.

"Good guys!"

Fat Li looked up, and immediately said to the old man Liu next to him: "Old man Liu, your goddess is also here!"

"Where?"

When the honest old man Liu heard this, he was full of excitement and looked around.

"That's not it, Miss Qingxi's master, Liu Qingyan!"

Willow light smoke?

Hearing this name, Gu Qingfeng was stunned, put down the music score in his hand, and asked, "Liu Qingyan is also here?"

"I said Lao Gu, what are you excited about?"

"That's also the goddess of Lao Tzu!"

(To be continued.) )