This world has many similarities with the world before Fan Li crossed over.

But there are differences.

For example, there are two kinds of musical instruments, which Fan Li knows about at least two, which existed in the previous life and do not exist in this life.

It just so happened that Fan Li, both of these instruments, had practiced hard.

Fan Li's grandfather is a musician in the countryside of his hometown.

Unlike the artistic genius of the conservatory, his grandfather was rustic, and at first glance he was a simple old farmer, without any artist's temperament.

However, Grandpa's skills are extremely exquisite!

Because he is fundamentally different from college art students.

The latter is mostly mixed with a diploma.

Fan Li's grandfather, with his single-handed skills of blowing, playing and singing, squeezed the musicians from several surrounding villages to go out to beg for food.

That's strength!

When he was a child, every winter and summer vacation, Fan Li would go to the countryside to accompany his grandfather.

Under the influence of the old man, although his performance skills are not called entering the house, they are also similar.

"Erhu?"

The Holy Lord of Miao Yin was condescending, looking down at the instrument in Fan Li's hand.

She smiled contemptuously.

A thick string, a thin string, such a simple structure, also worthy of a musical instrument?

Moreover, the erhu in Fan Li's hand does not have any aura, is it really an ordinary musical instrument used by mortals?

The [Heavenly Demon Qin] in the hand of the Miaoyin Holy Lord is a heaven-level second-grade spiritual treasure, with a total of seven strings.

The seven strings represent seven emotions such as joy, anger, sorrow, thought, sadness, fear, and surprise!

There are many tricks.

It's mysterious!

It's weird!

Even if he didn't use aura when gambling, the Holy Lord of Miao Yin also had self-confidence, and it was impossible for anyone in the world who practiced music to win the [Heavenly Demon Qin] in his hand.

What's more, Qingyun Sect is a foundation-building disciple who chops wood and burns fire?

"I don't know how thick the sky is."

"You are also lucky enough to be able to see the "Little Bliss" of this seat."

The jade fingers are slender, playing with the [Heavenly Demon Qin] like a dance.

The piano song is like rippling water waves, covering the ten miles of Qingyun Mountain in an instant.

There are more than 600 people in the Qingyun Sect, and just listening to the melody of "Little Bliss", they feel that their mood sometimes rises to the sky, and sometimes they fall into hell.

It's really intoxicated and can't extricate myself!

However, they were only observers.

The artistic conception of the piano music played by [Heavenly Demon Qin] is only for Fan Li!

Between him and the Holy Lord of Miaoyin, a purple artistic conception field appeared out of thin air.

The artistic conception field only wrapped the two of them in it, and others didn't even have the qualifications to set foot in it!

"Fan Li!" Lu Fubao was anxious.

When she was in Lucheng, she was well-read, and she also practiced music and rhythm, but because she was more interested in the formation and mechanism, she gave up this way early.

Lu Fubao knew that Fan Li was tantamount to being placed in the Shura field at this moment!

Killing people with sound is by no means an empty word!

In the artistic conception field created by the [Heavenly Demon Qin], the Holy Lord of Miao Yin is the heavens, the earth, the creator of the world, and the master of all things!

With one thought, she can create a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, and she can open the eighteen layers of hell!

If Fan Li's will loosened slightly, he would immediately sink into it and be unable to extricate himself.

The body is still there, but the soul is dead!

Lu Fubao is really dying!

She stared closely at Fan Li in the artistic conception field, but gradually, she found that he seemed to be completely fine?

Could it be that the Holy Lord of Miaoyin will be merciful?

Is it really only a fight rhythm, and he didn't take the opportunity to play a black hand?

"How is that possible?"

"In the rhythmic mood of this "Little Bliss", he is completely unaffected?"

The others didn't know, and the Holy Lord of Miaoyin was also shocked.

She knew better than anyone else that Qin Yin's mental attack had hardly caused any harm to Fan Li.

"Is this Little Bliss?"

"That's it...... It's okay. ”

Fan Li seemed to be talking to himself, but his voice could be heard by everyone present.

Is that okay?

He didn't pretend, but just commented on the piece faithfully.

Fan Li estimated that the Holy Lord of Miaoyin only paid attention to the attack and lethality of the qin song, and did not work the melody and artistic conception of the tune.

This "Little Bliss" is the musical level that crosses the first third-rate web drama episodes.

Fan Li was even a little disappointed.

"It's just more skill, to be honest, I may not be better than you."

"But the piece I'm going to play next is a hundred times better than 'Little Bliss'!"

Crossing over, two lives as a human being, this is the confidence of Fan Li to personally end the competition!

How many masterpieces have been made in previous lives?

Take out any song, it is all a century-old golden song level.

"Please listen to the Holy Lord."

"This song is called "Iron Blood Pill Heart".

This is Fan Li's carefully selected erhu song.

"Little Bliss" is confusing, and there are more than 600 people in the Qingyun Sect, except for the head of the Jade Shenzi and a few elders, the rest of the disciples are shaken and confused by the melody of the qin song.

That's the terrible thing about the Holy Lord!

Even if it is only for Fan Li, the range propagation characteristics of sound can still affect the surrounding irrelevant bystanders.

Fan Li wants to break the artistic conception field of "Little Bliss", and he wants to protect the hearts of everyone in Qingyun Sect.

These medical Dao cultivators are all the treasures of his Great Jintai Hospital!

The song "Iron Blood Pill Heart" sings about how difficult life is.

"The desert is vast and not afraid of suffering."

"Frost and snow move forward like a knife."

"After a hundred tribulations, the original intention is still ......"

Fan Li chanted softly.

His voice blends perfectly with the erhu song.

In the almost overwhelming sound of guqin music, the voices of Fan Li and Erhu are like a spider silk.

It's slender, but it's amazingly tough!

No matter how the guqin sound squeezes, collides, and repels, there will always be its existence in this heaven and earth, which cannot be erased!

Gradually, those Qingyun Sect disciples who had sunk to the point of almost losing their minds, under the traction of the erhu song, all stabilized their minds.

The disciples looked left and right in fear!

It took them a while before they realized that it was Fan Li who saved them!?

"You!"

"What exactly are you using?"

"Can you actually fight against the "Little Bliss" of this seat?"

The Holy Lord of the Wonderful Sound is furious!

The speed at which she plucked the strings with both hands was several times faster, and the music style of "Little Bliss" suddenly became hideous and terrifying!

Little Bliss seems to have thrown off its mask and revealed its true face: eighteen layers of hell!

However, neither Bliss nor Hell can shake "Iron Blood Pill Heart".

"Hehehe." Fan Li said with a smile: "The junior just said that in this world, there is no one who can't leave. ”

The Holy Lord of Miao Yin is terrified!

She knew that if she continued to stalemate, she would have no chance of winning.

But the two sides have agreed before that they will only rely on music to judge the superiority and not rely on cultivation to compete for heroes!

What to do?

How many years have passed, and the Holy Lord of Miao Yin has never thought that there is anyone in this world who can defeat him with music?!

Suddenly!

A flash of inspiration flashed in the woman's mind, and she actually thought of a way that would be effective but reliable.

Quietly, she injected a trace of aura into the strings, and then violently exerted force!

Cha!

Collapse!

The heaven-level spirit treasure [Heavenly Demon Qin] suddenly broke a string.

Fanpin Erhu suddenly burst and shattered into countless sawdust residues!

Fan Li looked at the sawdust in his hand in a daze, and then raised his head and looked at the Holy Lord of Miaoyin with questioning eyes.

"Oops!"

"What a coincidence?"

"The collision of the music and rhythm is so intense that even the [Heavenly Demon Qin] in this seat has broken a piano?"

"It's okay, this seat is renewed."

"Boy, it was an accident just now, how about we play a game again?"

The Holy Lord of Miao Yin smiled lazily and contemptuously.

With her identity, even if she cheats in public, who would dare to expose her face?

She didn't believe it even more, Fan Li still had another erhu with him?