After the song "Guangling San" was played, there were changes again in Yue Heng Divine Palace.

The first is the continuous strengthening of the "sword" runes, and the power of half of "Chivalry and Travel" is not good, not to mention the poem "Ten steps to kill a person", if it weren't for the fact that he suppressed his talent with dirty beads and golden dragons in advance, he would definitely resonate on the spot, and he didn't want to open all the hole cards so early.

In addition, Jiao Muyao's piano vibrated not only shocked the audience, but also expanded the capacity of his own divine palace by two percent again, which could accommodate more divine consciousness and talent, he knew that there should be room for improvement, and he was even more sure that Jiao Muyao was a good piano, and it was not an exaggeration to say that he was a divine soldier.

In the end, "Guangling San" was originally a war song, and with the first half of "Chivalrous Travel", Yue Heng felt that it had become very easy to summon assassins, maybe with a little improvement, he could still find a faster and more stable summoning method, and in the future, there would be an extra killer who would be by his side at any time!

Yue Heng couldn't put it down, touching Jiao Mu Yaoqin, and made up his mind that he must find a way to take it down!

"Haha! What are you doing with such a big movement? Put it away and put it away, who is that, the giant crossbow in your hand is facing me, it makes me very nervous, and the Tai'a sword in my hand is ready to be unsheathed at any time!"

Cao Tongpu stood up with a sword, as if he was joking, he pulled out a few sword flowers without being unsheathed, and the Tai'a sword in his hand was indeed shocking, which frightened many people.

After the tension on the field eased a little, Cao Tongpu asked with a smile: "Mr. Ye, should you continue to learn music?"

"This ......" Ye Zhihui looked at Huo Zhiqing and found that his expression was extremely angry, and he knew that something was wrong.

I looked at the Monkey Demon Saint again, there were no instructions or orders, and I knew that something was wrong.

Finally, after looking at Yue Heng and the others, Ye Zhihui saw the banter and arrogance from it, and scolded the other party countless times in his heart, but he still couldn't say a word.

was teased by Yue Heng, and the fire that came to his senses was full of anger, but after he saw the expression of the monkey demon saint. Knowing that this loss must be a foregone conclusion.

But he was really unwilling, and while blaming himself for being too composed, he hated Yue Heng for his many conspiracies and tricks.

The scene was extremely embarrassing, and the boss did not speak. The parties didn't speak, and a few irrelevant and irresponsible outsiders jumped, and they didn't dare to jump too high.

"Gongzi Yue, can you give me a full score of this song "Guangling San"?" A delicate and beautiful voice came, it was the fire cloud. Broke the embarrassment on the field.

Yue Heng looked over, this girl with a heroic appearance, her face was flushed at this time, full of shame, and she looked at him with anticipation, the big braid that particularly attracted his attention was held in her hand and played, and her playful appearance was no different from that of an ordinary Terran girl.

After the feast, I wrote the full score for Miss Yun, and then played and explained the complex techniques. Yue Heng sent a smile.

Huo Zhiyun was grateful, tilting his head to remember something. asked: "Such a precious "Guangling San", are you really willing to teach it to me?"

I just said I wanted it, and I gave it to you and asked if I really gave it, a woman's mind is too difficult to figure out!

Yue Heng smiled and asked softly, "I wonder how much Miss Yun knows about Ji Kang?"

"You mean the literati who shouted "Guangling San" for being lost?"

Perhaps this is the biggest regret of Ji Kang's life, if he can do it all over again, I believe that he will definitely recruit 3,000 disciples and teach them what he has learned in his life, and pass it on from generation to generation. ”

Yue Heng sighed, he thought of Ji Kang's miserable life.

In his world. Ji Kang is a true thinker, a literary fighter, he used his life to write a song of the soul of a literati, and he is the wind / flow of free and easy bones. Wild and heroic spirit, spotless morality, independent and free thought.

This famous man in the Wei and Jin dynasties, his behavior and three views had a huge impact on later generations, and finally died of a false accusation at the age of 39. Before he died, he played "Guangling San" at the execution ground, touching tens of millions of people and lamenting the loss of "Guangling San".

In the Zhongyuan world, Ji Kang is also such a talented and arrogant literati, but he did not go down according to the real history, and died of divine punishment at the age of less than thirty, and he also had no opportunity to teach the music score of "Guangling San" to the world, and it was destroyed by the change of divine punishment, which is regrettable to the world.

Yue Heng said faintly: "I also obtained the score of "Guangling San" by chance, and then add some of my own feelings, not to mention that I can have Ji Kang's ten level, at least I should be able to have eight/nine points." In the song "Guangling San", Nie Zheng used a sword, Nie Rong used his body, and Ji Kang used a guqin to write for us what is called "bloody"! "Guangling San" represents my heart, and this is also the meaning I want to express, people can't be without blood in this short life! Thank you for the Jiao Mu Yaoqin of the Fire Saint, thank you for the rhythm proposed by the Guardian Spirit, and thank you Miss Yun for giving me the opportunity to vent my feelings!"

After saying this, the audience was silent, and the fire clouds were even more full of tears, and then looked at Yue Heng, as if this thin literati who was not good-looking was like a towering mountain, it was so stable, so exciting, so exciting!

"General Yue has a great heart, I am not as good as him......" Mu Yuanhan sighed secretly, as a martial artist, he is better at fighting on the battlefield, I really didn't expect these poems and songs to have such a big effect.

Ji Heng sighed: "Bloody! How can the human race lose its bloodiness? A country without blood, sooner or later will perish! A nation without blood, sooner or later will become the slaves of others! An individual without blood, will always be a weak burden, an inferior race who is oppressed and exploited by the strong! General Yue, I am really convinced!"

Cao Tongpu chuckled lightly on the side: "You are only convinced of him? Look at that group of rebels, those bloodless soft bones, who dares to have anything to say?"

Everyone looked over, and sure enough, the rebels were all speechless, and their faces were ashamed, obviously thinking of something related to themselves.

Huo Zhiqing was very angry, on the one hand, Huo Zhiyun's performance was too unbearable, and he wanted to score music, and he showed admiration on his face, which made him jealous and distressed.

On the other hand, whether it is from the perspective of personal music and rhythm, or from the scene, the Fire Spirit Clan's side is losing and retreating, not to mention the defeat, but also losing people, those rebels who acted as lobbyists actually have remorse at this time, and their minds are slightly betrayed to the side of the Terran!

Huo Zhiqing looked up to the sky and sighed, he only had one last chance to redeem this disadvantage, he said: "Gongzi Yue, I lost this game. Isn't it my turn to play next, and you're going to cooperate?"

Yue Heng's expression remained unchanged, and he said proudly: "Please!"

In the second music competition, the main voice of the fire and green, Yue Heng cooperated. (To be continued.) )