The female cultivator was particularly domineering, and when she mentioned Liu Xiao, her face was full of arrogance that could not be concealed, and her nostrils were almost upturned to the sky.

"It turned out to be Liu Xiao's own sister? No wonder it's so arrogant! ”

"But no matter what, she shouldn't cut the line......"

"Not really."

The monks in line seemed to know this person named Liu Xiao, and after hearing the nun mention it, they whispered about it.

And the disciple who questioned the female cultivator at the beginning didn't dare to speak, so he could only hold back his face and endure this breath.

The nun won the victory, snorted proudly, walked in the front, paid the entrance fee, and twisted her waist and forgot to go in.

"Phew, something!"

The disciples at the back of the line spat at her back, a thick look of disgust in their eyes.

The monks behind him persuaded him to forget it, if he really provoked Liu Xiao, he could only walk around without eating.

Jiang Quinoa heard Liu Xiao in their mouths several times, according to the description, he should be a Jindan monk, and he is short-tempered, not a character to be messed with.

She lined up in front of her, and after paying the entrance fee, she followed into the city.

"Senior Sister Jiang, when you come to Liuyin City, you must go to the Liuyin Wall to have a look, otherwise it will be a trip in vain!"

Luo Qingzhou has a lot of treasures about these cities, although it is the first time he has come, he looks very familiar with everything.

Jiang Quinoa and Su Yue were also interested when they heard this, and after booking the inn, they inquired about the past.

Liuyin City is full of people, and it is a paradise for music cultivation, so you can see monks with flutes pinned to their waists and musical instruments everywhere on the streets.

The instruments were different, and many of them were something that Jiang Quinoa had never seen before.

A lot of people come here, and the target is also the gramophone, so there are many people who go in the same direction.

Jiang Quinoa and the three of them walked together for about half an hour, and finally came to the gramophonic wall.

The location of the gramophonic wall is like a big park, with rockeries and flowing waters, pavilions and pavilions, everything.

The three of them followed a snake-like path all the way in, around a few ponds, and over several arched bridges before finally reaching the Gramophonic Wall.

The phonograph wall is an irregular square shape, with curved and concave lines at the edges, which at first glance looks like a cloud flying in the air, but dyed with some variegated colors.

There was also a long queue in front of the sound wall, and some people collected spirit stones in front of the sound wall, and it was stipulated that the time to stop and stay could only be a quarter of an hour.

This rule made all the monks feel dissatisfied, but they could only complain a few words in their hearts because of the small words of others.

The monks who collect the spirit stones are happy at any time, and if anyone wants to make trouble, the two monks in the late stage of foundation building behind them will stand up and deter the troublemakers.

"It's because of the income from this gramophone that the city can be so prosperous."

Luo Qingzhou smacked his lips and counted the monks in line, this endless crowd every day, how many spirit stones should Gramo City earn?

It's really a big deal that doesn't lose money.

Jiang Quinoa's eyes flashed with a hint of brilliance, this model is similar to the scenic spot in his previous life, it seems that the city lord of Liuyin City is very business-minded.

The three of them waited in line for a long time before it was finally their turn.

The three of them handed over a total of 1,200 lower-grade spirit stones, but they could only watch for a quarter of an hour.

They moved inside, their bodies penetrating a layer of formation, and the sound of clanging music suddenly sounded in their ears.

The sounds of various musical instruments were mixed together, and the noise made Jiang Quinoa's ears hurt, so she could only reach out to cover her ears and get used to the noisy sound little by little.

When she got closer, she realized that there were still various traces on the phonographic wall, which seemed to be caused by the sound gong.

"Just take a look, none of us have any Yin Xiu anyway."

Luo Qingzhou looked left and right, and casually chose a direction and walked over.

Su Yue raised her eyes and looked around, chose a gramophone wall that was far away, and reached out to touch it after approaching.

Jiang Quinoa also stared at it, and looked at the gramophonic wall in the direction of the right-hand side.

Her ears were still filled with the sound of cacophony music, as if someone had played a miscellaneous song on the phono.

The sound wall is about 100 zhang long and about 10 zhang high, and it is full of the inheritance left by the predecessors of the music cultivation, which is also the reason why the music city is called the paradise of music cultivation.

Jiang Quinoa was a music idiot (music idiot) in her previous life, since she was a child, her five tones were incomplete, others sang for money, but she sang badly.

Once the dean smiled and said that she sang like a donkey grinding, tired and refreshing.

So, she hasn't learned stave yet, let alone any instrument.

Now that she has seen the gramographic wall, she is not interested at all, but she is just a little curious.

After all, in the past life, killing people with music was just a joke, but now it has become a reality.

Jiang Quinoa raised his hand and rubbed on the phonograph, perhaps after listening to it for a long time, the music in his ears became less annoying.

She walked slowly along her right-hand side, stopping at the end of the wall, only to catch a glimpse of two figures.

She subconsciously looked over and found that there were two people standing behind the phonographic wall, sneakily together, one of them was the spicy female cultivator who cut in line at the door, and the other was the disciple who was sitting and collecting spirit stones just now.

I saw that the disciple who received the spirit stone secretly stuffed a storage bag into the hot female cultivator, smiling flatteringly.

The spicy female cultivator glanced at the storage bag and put it away proudly.

Seeing this, Jiang Quinoa understood something, retracted his gaze lightly, and turned around and went to the middle of the sound wall.

It's just that when she turned around, the spicy nun inadvertently looked over, and happened to catch a glimpse of the corner of her skirt that flashed away.

The female cultivator's face suddenly changed greatly, and she was shocked when she remembered what her brother had told her a few days ago.

She hurriedly sent her disciples away, strode towards the sound wall, secretly stuck out her head and looked out, and locked on Jiang Quinoa in an instant.

A poisonous color flashed in the female cultivator's eyes, a small Qi cultivator dared to come to explore her reality, and she really didn't take her brother in her eyes!

Now that the old city lord is about to live in seclusion in the mountains and forests, the battle between his younger brother and Wang Yangchun is becoming more and more intense, if Wang Yangchun shakes this matter in front of the old city lord, then his younger brother's position as the city lord is not in vain?

"No, if my brother's status is not guaranteed, how can I live?"

The spicy female cultivator gritted her teeth with hatred and hatred, and decided to strike first, and then cut the grass and eradicate the roots.

When the time comes, she won't admit it, and Wang Yangchun can't do anything about her!

The spicy nun hid behind the phonogram again, took out the transmission note and sent it out.

And Jiang Quinoa and the three of them left the gramophonic wall after the time was up, and left without looking back.

"This Rausch Mono Wall almost made me deaf!"

Luo Qingzhou walked out for a long time and felt his ears buzzing, and he couldn't help but dig it out several times.

Even Su Yue frowned uncomfortably and shook her head, feeling that she had finally escaped the clutches of the devil.

It seems that the phonogram is only suitable for sound cultivation.

(End of chapter)

Lewen