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The name of this guzheng was chosen by her beloved man. Because Lin Xiaozhu once used this guzheng to play a moving melody, so that the swallows that were about to fly south for the winter stopped on the branches and forgot to set off.

And has been living under the eaves of her house. Of course, Lin Xiaozhu also used to set up a stove for them and provide food. This wild swallow was domesticated by her and became her pet.

It's a pity that Lin Xiaozhu's piano sound can keep the swallow, but it can't keep the heart of the sweetheart. He eventually left Lin Xiaozhu.

Every time he took out this zither, Lin Xiaozhu would feel a pain in his heart, as if the scabbed wound had been torn open again.

She rarely uses this piano anymore, but because today's assessment is very important. Only this harp can allow her to bring out the full power of sonic spells.

What Fan Tian and the others had to face today was Lin Xiaozhu's sonic attack.

As Lin Xiao's hands gently stroked the five strings, the gentle sound of the piano and Xuan sounded. The tune is complete, and the atmosphere has been rendered.

Everyone was looking forward to her performance and the sound of the piano.

As Lin Xiaozhu's five fingers plucked on the strings, the beautiful sound of nature overflowed melodiously from between the fingers and the strings.

This song is called Night Cold, and it was played by Lin Xiaozhu according to his own state of mind.

As soon as this voice sounded, some of the Donglin disciples who were assessed began to feel very uncomfortable.

It was difficult to breathe, and I only felt a large stone in my chest.

Lin Xiaozhu played the tune, although the tune is soft and euphemistic, like the water of a mountain stream.

However, the sound waves contain a very deep true qi.

Therefore, it is necessary to raise one's qi to fight against it and protect one's internal organs and meridians, otherwise it will make people's breath disordered and unable to use spells freely.

The sound of the piano is very beautiful, but it is also very sad.

It was like a bone-chilling wind mixed with ice and snow blowing in the snowy earth of winter. It seems to be a wounded woman, waiting for her lover to go back and soothe the pain in her heart.

At this time, a sharp light flashed in Lin Xiaozhu's eyes, and with a pluck of the middle finger of his left hand, the strings immediately emitted an elongated trill.

Suddenly, a Donglin disciple only felt as if his internal organs were tumbling, and his internal organs kept violently shaking in his abdominal cavity.

This pain starts from within, and is not comparable to the pain of the muscles, muscles, bones, and epidermis.

He gritted his teeth tightly, trying to endure this pain, but blood was already flowing from the corners of his lips, this opportunity to become an official disciple was too precious, admitting defeat at this moment meant that he would not be able to climb the peak of the Dao of Cultivation in his life.

But the intense pain was too much to suppress, and suddenly he tilted his head, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and he fainted to the ground. Someone immediately helped him out of the Jingwu Hall.

This assessment is to test the defensive power of these Donglin disciples against spell strikes.

Lin Xiaozhu still looked at the disciples who were carried out, playing sad music intently.

The fingers are as white as green onions, as if dancing on the strings.

The sad and bone-chilling sound of the piano shook Fan Tian and the others' internal organs and meridians like a magic spell, and even their brains.

The one who vomited blood was viscerally damaged, while the other disciple was hallucinating.

In his mind, a world full of ice and snow appeared, and in this world, he was the only one.

He curled up and walked on the ice against the cold wind.

Suddenly, the ice under his feet broke, and his whole body fell into the river. The rapids under the ice, extremely cold, invaded his entire body at once. The cold ice water filled his neck at once.

The huge current of water carried his whole body under the ice.

Suddenly, his body trembled and trembled. He shouted, "Cold... It's cold!No, help me. ”

He struggled as if no one was around, his hands and feet fluttering. In the end, he couldn't help but shout, "Help!"

The instructor of Jingwutang immediately walked over and immediately helped him out of the hallucination.

Yu Chi Dongsheng is on his assessment results, spell resistance, that column. If you play a bad job, it means that you don't pass the test.

At this time, Nie Shaofeng, Zheng Yu, An Yuexuan and others were also watching in order to select their favorite disciples.

After listening to this song, An Yuexuan said secretly: "Senior Sister Xiaozhu, you are still blaming me." But I couldn't help it. The Donglin sect stipulates that a man can only marry one wife, but at that time I fell in love with your two sisters at the same time. I chose your sister Lin Yue.

I don't know if I'll ever have a chance to hear the cheerful tunes you play. ”

An Yuexuan set her eyes on her daughter An Xueruo at this time.

At this time, An Xueruo was calm and comfortable, she played the flute well, and she was also proficient in sound spells, and at the moment she fully mobilized her true qi to guard the dantian qi sea, and at the same time protected her heart and inner mansion.

Liang Muyi and Li Haoping's situation was a little bad, and their faces were a little sad. Beads of sweat were already the size of beans on their foreheads, and they all felt very sad, but not to the point of collapse.

At this time, Wei Chi Dongsheng was even more of their reaction in the assessment results, laying a good middle and poor. He has always been impartial and impartial to all his disciples.

After observing their reactions, Yu Chi Dongsheng wrote a middle in the column of their names.

Zhang Kuidong's face had more beads of sweat than Liang Muyi's, and obviously he was even more uncomfortable. All this did not escape the eyes of Yu Chi Dongsheng, and a middle was also written next to his name.

Qingyan was quite calm, originally he always had a smile on his face, but now he also pursed his mouth tightly.

Yu Chi Dongsheng could see that Qingyan could be calm and calm in the face of this sonic skill. Next to his name, a good word was written.

The second-generation disciples of the Donglin Sect, who were observing this exam from the sidelines, had already begun to talk in whispers. To analyze which disciple is superior or inferior, you must know the defense of spells, which is also a very important quality.

Many masters will bring disciples with strong spell defense. It will have an advantage in the fighting method.

At this moment, Nie Shaofeng also set his eyes on Fan Tian and Jing Yunyi.

It seemed as if they were not affected by the melancholy melody.

Fan Tian was often bombarded by him with spells in the realm of a real person, and he had already developed a strong immunity.

And the reason why Jing Yunyi is not affected by the music that makes people heartbroken is because he doesn't know music at all, he doesn't understand any rhythm or tune at all, and he can't feel the artistic conception of this piece at all.

Coupled with the fact that he devoted himself wholeheartedly to cultivating swordsmanship, no matter how strong his infectious power was, there was no special feeling for him.

This sonic spell assessment will be more advantageous for two types of candidates: (To be continued.) )