"Young people, like music?"

The old man looked back at Xing Ying and asked kindly.

"Like. ”

Xing Ying nodded, he didn't have such a deep feeling about music before, he just listened to it, but after he had the skill of music mastery, he had an inexplicable sense of intimacy with music.

"Do you want me to teach you?"

"No, I will. ”

"Oh?"

This answer made the old man stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "In this impetuous world, there are still young people who understand music, I want to see how good your level is, would you like to show it?"

"It's ugly. ”

Xing Ying stepped forward and sat in the old man's position, while the old man stood next to him with his hands in his hands, looking at Xing Ying with a look of deep interest.

Taking a deep breath, Xing Ying used the skill of music proficiency, and in an instant, the guqin in front of him became kind, like an old friend who had not seen him for many years.

Pluck the strings, and the tone starts.

The melodious and deep sound of the piano floats up.

Like a drizzle of rain falling from the sky, moistening the earth, or like the flowing water in a mountain stream, gently brushing over the rocky cliffs.

The melodious sound of the piano reverberates in all directions.

The students within a radius of dozens of meters stopped, couldn't help but close their eyes, and listened attentively, the sound of the piano gave them a very wonderful feeling, as if it was the sweetness of love, but also with the sourness of lost love.

That kind of sour and sweet feeling reminded many students of their first love, and some sentimental girls even burst into tears, regretting why they didn't cherish that youthful relationship in the first place.

"This tune is so good. ”

"Well, I think I fell in love at first. ”

"I really want to give her a call. ”

"Woooooooooo......oo Baby wants to cry ......"

"I want to go to him. ”

“......。 ”

One by one, the students covered their mouths, two lines of tears slipped down their cheeks, and at this moment, both men and women, were immersed in this song.

The old man standing beside Xing Ying couldn't help but raise his head to look at the sky, the hands that were as steady as Mount Tai that he had practiced to play the piano were trembling slightly.

"Wife......" Two lines of muddy tears flowed from the old man's eyes.

At this point, the music quietly stopped.

Xing Ying shook his head, a little dizzy, this was the consequence of the depletion of Xingxuan's power, he was also accidentally immersed in the music just now, and he played it continuously for a minute and forty seconds, without even noticing that Xingxuan's power was exhausted.

When he raised his head, Xing Ying was startled.

There were still tears on the old man's face, but his eyes flashed with an extremely dazzling light: "Young man, what is the name of your song?"

"Little lucky. ”

Xing Ying felt tense all over his body, and hurriedly replied.

That's right, this song is a little luck on the earth, Xing Ying has heard it many times, it is a very good song, I couldn't help but play it when I played the piano, but I didn't expect it to be so powerful, I actually made the old man cry.

"What a little luck, yes, it's my luck to meet her, the luck of a lifetime. The old man only felt that his heart was sour, and his tears were almost about to fall again.

After easing his emotions, the old man said seriously: "Young man, you have a strong musical talent, but everything has its deeper meaning, and most people only see the surface of things. ”

"Your song is very good, but there is no artistic conception in it, but I can teach you to comprehend the artistic conception of music, do you want to learn?"

"What's the use?"

Xing Ying was puzzled, even if he had a sense of intention, what could he do to make the song better? But he just wanted to finish the task, after all, no matter how good the song was, he couldn't go on the field to kill the enemy.

"The role of artistic conception, then let you appreciate it. The old man smiled faintly, and then grabbed Xing Ying's shoulder.

Xing Ying's heart tightened, but without Xingxuan's power, he couldn't break free at all, he only felt that a flower in front of him, as if it had changed shape, came to a wide place, surrounded by birds and flowers.

Xing Ying looked at the old man in shock, this kind of unpredictable speed, cultivation is definitely extraordinary, he didn't expect this ordinary looking old man to be a great power to cultivate to the sky.

"This is where the God of War Academy grows medicinal herbs. ”

The old man explained, then sat cross-legged and put the piano on his lap: "There are many kinds of artistic conceptions, today, I will let you see the artistic conception of life and death!"

After speaking, the old man's expression froze.

A monstrous momentum erupted from him, and the thick trees around him were blown and swayed, the leaves rustled, and countless gravel on the ground rolled wildly.

"What a terrifying strength!" Xing Ying's heart sank, this old man's strength was definitely stronger than the bald wolf, even if this momentum was not aimed at him, he felt like a big stone in his chest, and it was difficult to breathe.

"Die!"

The old man spat out a word softly.

Pluck the strings in your hand.

Zheng!

On the guqin, a sound wave suddenly erupted, and it instantly rushed forward, covering a large number of flowers, trees, and medicinal herbs.

Immediately after, Xing Ying's eyes widened.

There were waves in my heart.

I saw that the flowers, trees, and medicinal herbs covered by the sound waves all withered and withered, became shriveled, and fell weakly, and the leaves on a big tree all turned into yellow leaves and fell from the branches.

What kind of power is this?

can make life come to an end in an instant, like spanning countless years.

At this time, the old man spoke again: "Sheng!"

Another wave of sound rushed out, this time the effect was completely opposite, all the covered flowers, trees, and medicinal herbs seemed to be endowed with life force again.

Xing Ying saw with his own eyes that a withered yellow medicinal herb that had tilted its head and fell to the ground had become tender and tender under the infection of the sound waves, and it stood up proudly again.

A word to live, a word to die.

This is the power of artistic conception?

Xing Ying was shocked inexplicably.

"How's that, you know how powerful the artistic conception is, right?"

Looking at Xing Ying's expression, the old man laughed out loud, and seemed to find it very interesting.

"Hmm!" Xing Ying nodded with difficulty.

"Want to learn?"

"Yes!"

"Okay, I'll teach you. ”

The old man's promise was very refreshing, which also made Xing Ying stunned for a moment, and then, he bent down with a serious expression, and said in a respectful tone: "Teacher." ”

With such a power of artistic conception against the sky, the old man was willing to teach him generously, which was definitely worthy of his respect and a teacher.

"Don't be happy too early, the artistic conception is not so easy to understand, it depends on personal talent. ”

The old man shook his head and smiled, "Remember your teacher's name, Shangguan Ming." ”

"Yes, teacher. ”

Xing Ying nodded in response.

In the end, Shangguan Ming asked Xing Ying to come to him every morning to learn the power of artistic conception, and then let Xing Ying leave.

Walking out of the place where the medicinal herbs were planted, Xing Ying began to think about how to make contribution points, but it was not possible to have no contribution points in the God of War Academy.

While he was thinking, he suddenly heard a voice full of surprise behind him.

"Damn, brother, I've met you again!"

......。

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