Under the huge dragon body of the dragon striking chime, like an eye in the sky, all the participants of the wonderful sound event have been established. All around, above the dragon's body, it was full of invited audiences, Yingsleeve and Jiusun, who were also here at this time.

Below, Qingfeng was holding the Lingqin horn bell in his arms, which was very eye-catching in the crowd. He didn't have a bag, which was a big headache. However, in the eyes of others, this guy is clearly showing off, and Miaoyin Valley Jiupintian is proud of his sleeves and gives the piano, which is simply enviable. And Shen Yuan, staring at the qin in Qingfeng's hand, almost breathed fire.

Qingfeng pretended to be indifferent, completely unaware, and looked around curiously, and the appearance of a light and stinky fart made people hate it even more.

The dragon strikes the chime is a strange peak, and under the strange peak there is a place about the size of the Colosseum. There were about thirty or forty people who really participated in the Miaoyin Festival, and at a glance, only Qingfeng's blood-red inch of blue was the most eye-catching.

Among a group of young heroes, outstanding is not outstanding, and Qingfeng has become the focus of attention. Even the Elder of Miaoyin Valley, who presided over the ceremony, paid special attention to Qingfeng, and said that the number of sound and rhythm techniques had also begun to develop to the bottom of the population, which made him very pleased. once aroused the attention of the onlookers to Qingfeng, but he scolded bullshit in his heart.

Finally, it's time to get to the point. The long-winded elder suddenly said in his voice, "The wonderful sound festival has three links: rhythm, technique, and treasure hunting, which are interlocking. ”

"The rhythm is played by everyone. If the music is moving, it can trigger the dragon striking chime and singing, with one sound as the good sound and nine sounds as the heavenly sound. Every time the dragon strikes the chime and sings, the dragon's mouth will spit out a treasure to the north mountain. My wonderful sound event has been held for hundreds of years, and the dragon striking chime and the song can reach the dragon striking five chimes, which is unprecedented. As he spoke, the elder glanced at Shen Yuan from afar and smiled, "This year, I hope someone can reach the Dragon Strike Six Chimes." ”

"After the rhythm, there is the number of spells. The number of spells is the key to open the treasure house, from the north entrance of the dragon chime into the mountain, set up four prohibitions, only to solve the mystery of the prohibition, can pass, into the mountain to find treasure. ”

"Treasure hunting, it is to find the treasure spit out by the dragon's mouth in the vast northern mountain, and in fact, it is my Miaoyin Valley's reward for those who have the ability to sound and rhythm. This year, my Miaoyin Valley not only prepared a healing elixir, but also prepared two drops of ambergris. With that, Elder Miaoyin paused, confidently waiting for the crowd's shock at the ambergris.

Sure enough, when the crowd heard the ambergris, there was a commotion.

"It turned out to be ambergris liquid! It is said that it is a dragon striking chime underground a thousand ancient spiritual springs, and the spring water is a drop in a hundred years, and every drop contains the power of cultivation that increases people's strength!"

"Miaoyin Valley is really willing to spend money!"

"What kind of blood, this is obviously a gift to my own uncle! Shen Yuan of the Xuanwu clan and Jiupin Tianjiao of Miaoyin Gu have been in an uproar recently. Look at the way the elder looked at Shen Yuan, he was about to recognize his son!"

"Brother Tai Takami!"

"Oh~ I see......" In the crowd, there was a sudden sound of enlightenment.

Among the disciples of Miaoyin Valley, Yingsleeve's face did not change, but the cold aura in his eyes was terrifying. She couldn't help but look at Aomine, who was calm in the crowd, maybe he could really bring her a huge surprise!

At this time, Qingfeng seemed to feel Yingsleeve's expectant gaze, raised his head, and showed her a confident smile.

When the commotion of the crowd gradually subsided, the elder said formally: "This year's wonderful sound festival has officially begun! ”

At the arrangement of the disciples of Miao Yin, the first participant soon appeared.

The young man walked briskly, holding a flute in his hand, which was made of bamboo, revealing a jade-like warm atmosphere, and it was not ordinary at first glance. Standing on a slightly convex stone platform in the center, he clenched his fists in all directions, and said softly: "I am a disciple of the bamboo language of the nine sects of the sea of flowers, and I will present you with a song 'Listening to the waves in the bamboo sea'!"

The young man was concise and to the point, and after speaking, he put the flute in front of him.

It's also strange to say that the young man's voice was not loud, but it was extremely clear and reached everyone's ears, which made Qingfeng feel strange. Looking around, no one was surprised.

"This can't be the strength of that young man!" he muttered to himself.

In the sea of knowledge, Tianzun explained lightly: "It's the formation path. This dragon striking chime has already been made into a huge composite array by Miaoyin Valley, and all kinds of formations are on it, layer upon layer, and it is magical! This sound transmission array is not less than a hundred. Not to mention that there are other Spirit Gathering Arrays, Yuan Qi Arrays, Wind Xiang Arrays, and Gravity Arrays...... When you become a Formation Dao Master one day, you can come back and study it. Here, I don't know how many array Dao masters' efforts have been gathered!"

Qingfeng's heart was suddenly shocked, and his eyes were already a little strange when he looked around. A small peak shows the surprising heritage of Miaoyin Valley.

Surprised, the young man of the Bamboo Language Sect had already begun to play.

The flute sound is crisp and uplifting. In particular, the young man's "Bamboo Sea Listening to the Waves" is a wonderful song of his self-realization at a glance, sometimes the bamboo sea is surging, sometimes the branches and leaves are rubbing, sometimes the breeze is whispering, and sometimes the wind is drifting, revealing a free and dusty fairy spirit. Unconsciously, people have followed the melodious flute sound, flying to the bamboo forest in the sea of flowers in the west, as if there is green in front of them, a breeze in their ears, a fluttering hairband, and their minds are drifting away.

In a trance, the flute gradually faded and reached the end. With that aftertaste, suddenly a sound like a bronze bell sounded, and when it sounded, it suddenly sublimated the flute.

Dragon Strike!

The crowd suddenly became smart. The first boy to play has already attracted the dragon to hit the chime!

Look, the part of the dragon head in the north, a long rainbow, spit out from the dragon's mouth, and countless Lingbao pills flew towards the north mountain at this moment, and disappeared into the mountain forest in an instant. There are dozens of elixirs and spiritual treasures in there!

Qingfeng looked at the dazzling treasure light in surprise, and when he looked at Beishan again, there was already a different kind of light in his eyes.

The young man of the Bamboo Language Sect, as the leading player, made all the elders of Miaoyin Valley very satisfied, and they all looked at him with appreciation. It is not difficult to imagine that in the future, this young man will have some creation in Miaoyin Valley.

After the teenager, there were more than ten people in a row, and their performance was mediocre and did not reach the level of good news. However, people are still fascinated by the listening, and there are few who play poorly.

Finally, in the eyes of countless people's curiosity and expectation, Shen Yuan of the Xuanwu clan took a step.

Standing on the square platform, he looked around at the crowd and leaned over with a smile with the elders of the Miaoyin Valley, "I, I'm Shen Yuan of the Xuanwu Clan. I offer you a piece of guqin, called 'Ask', in the avenue, my heart yearns for it!"

"Ask!

"What a name!"

"Sure enough, he is a child of the four major clans, he is arrogant and dry, and he has a ravine!"

With just one name, the crowd was already talking about it, full of praise for Shen Yuan. Yiqu asked, with far-reaching intentions and directly hitting the hearts of all cultivators.

Sitting on the ground, Shen Yuan took out a piano again, "This piano is 'looking for immortals'." There is a spirit in the piano, and the sound of the piano is all over the sky, so it is called looking for immortals. ”

Sit still and take a deep breath.

The crowd has quieted down.

Boom! A majestic note sounded the opening chapter. It is like a man falling to the ground, carrying the inheritance of life. The far-reaching sound of the earth followed, as if shuttling through history, and the shadow of man became a point in the annual ring, and he slowly moved forward, leaving his own traces in the heavens and the earth.

When the last sound of the earth was plucked, the dragon chime under everyone's feet suddenly sounded in harmony, like a sound like a bronze bell, accompanied by the melodious sound of the piano. A treasure light rainbow, straight through the sky, submerged into the North Mountain.

Dragon strikes a chime!

The sound of the sky sounded, elegant and firm, as if opening the waves of the writer's life, Ren has a long way to go, only the thoughts of a young man, and the heart of asking. The ethereal voice is coherent, young and vigorous, all the way forward, not afraid of dangers, not afraid of blood and tears, no return, no regrets!

The sound of the bronze bell once again permeated the air, like an ode to a young man in that song.

Baoguang reappears, and the dragon strikes two chimes!

The sound of the sky and the earth are absolutely loud, and the two tones are continuous, like turbulent waves. The young man has passed his prime, shocked the party, and is famous all over the world. The pride is extraordinary, but there are also regrets that can no longer be turned back, life always exists with regrets, asking, asking is no longer the way of heaven, but their own hearts.

In the melody of weeping and complaining, the dragon struck the chime and chime, as if the final word, the struggle and confusion were scattered in one fell swoop. Shen Yuan's piano was abrupt. Between heaven and earth, there is only the stone chime.

Changhong splashes, and the dragon strikes three chimes!

For a long time, silence is better than sound at this time, and people seem to fall into the aftertaste of life.

Another song of vocals, delicate and intimate. The young man seemed to have forgotten to ask, forgot all the pride and regret, as if he had returned to the year when he fell to the ground, shouted the first father and mother, and took the first step. Life is back to simplicity, no more chasing, no more asking, no more asking.

When! This intention is appreciated by the mountain spirit, and the chime is harmonious. Yiqu asked, from the beginning back to the beginning, the same artistic conception, different mood, sound, also different.

Dragon strikes four chimes!

At the end of the song, Shen Yuan didn't get up. The crowd silently reminisced, immersed in the world of the song, and couldn't help but have a trace of longing for their own Tao.

Another brass bell rang. After the afterglow passed, this is a complete question, there is a way of one person, and there is also the way of all beings.

Dragon strikes five chimes!

After five blows, the crowd gradually woke up from the world of the song, but their faces were still full of dazed and nostalgic.

"This song...... Wonderful!"

People can't think of any words to describe it. The title of the song asked, but there seemed to be a Tao in the song, which made people yearn for it.

Shen Yuan slowly got up and bowed to Elder Miaoyin. Looking at the unretractable gazes of the people around him, he knew that he had succeeded! He couldn't help but glance at Yingsleeve in the crowd from afar, Yingsleeve at this time was obviously shocked to the point that his eyes were a little dull. He smiled even more coldly, and put Yingsleeve and Qingfeng into the ranks of those who have no eyes and no self-determination.

"Dragon strikes five chimes!" It turns out to be dragon strikes five chimes!" At this time, the people around them also gradually reacted and shouted in shock.

"The Miaoyin Festival has been held for hundreds of years, and the dragon strikes the five chimes that have never been seen before or since! What a Xuanwu disciple, Tianjiao Shenyuan, has such strength!"

A few days ago, I heard that Yingsleeve had a bosom friend, stroked the qin for three days, and gave the lingqin to each other. But in front of Shen Yuan, who else dares to call him a bosom friend! I think that person must be a clown who jumps off the beam, and he deceives people!"

......

The dragon strikes the five chimes, such a degree is enough for Shen Yuan to leave a mark in the history of the Miaoyin Festival. At this moment, Ying Sleeve was stunned, no matter how she thought, she couldn't have imagined that Shen Yuan would be able to do it to such an extent! In her opinion, Qingfeng had no hope at all!

At this moment, she couldn't help but glance at Qingfeng from afar. But seeing that Qingfeng was still indifferent, his eyes were getting brighter and brighter when he looked at the sky to the north.

If you get closer, you can hear it, and at this moment Qingfeng muttered like crazy, "Six times! That dragon head sprayed Baoguang six times! Damn, fight with Shen Yuan, you have to go!"