Chapter 621: Ethereal Tower
In a garden, the sound of the song flows, like the water of the mountains, falling from the sky, falling into the dust, leading people in, wonderful, as soon as he walked into this garden, Gu Zhi was immersed in the music, unable to extricate himself.
In addition to Gu Zhi, there are many people around, these people are either holding the qin, or holding the pipa, or holding the jade flute...... There are all kinds of musical instruments, men, women and children, but they all seem to be stunned, settled, Lin Xuan looked at this scene, smiled faintly, and walked in.
In this garden, he felt the breath of eight emperors, in the middle of the garden, there were eight people sitting around, all of them were emperors, holding different musical instruments, playing a piece of music.
Qin, pipa, flute, flute, se, xun, sheng, drum, eight kinds of musical instruments, eight emperors, a total of one song, this song has eight kinds of sounds, like a chorus, and like competing with each other, eight kinds of Taoism, ordinary people listen to it and are naturally brought into it, into the sound realm.
This is the fighting music, if you are immersed in the music, it is a defeat, the person who persists to the end is the final winner, and finally you can play a solo song, for the saint of music!
Lin Xuan walked into it, did not sit around with the eight people, but walked directly to the middle, crossed his knees, took out the Fengqiqin, and looked at the eight people around him, with a smile on his face.
The eight of them all glanced at Lin Xuan, their expressions were slightly condensed, but the movements in their hands did not stop, the music was endless, the fighting music continued, Lin Xuan joined, it was just an episode for them.
The reason why the eight people sat around was very exploratory, in such a way, each of the eight people received the same music, but Lin Xuan walked directly into the middle, which was already a big taboo.
Sitting in the middle is equivalent to one person bearing the music of eight people, and one against eight!
"Young man, this is not for you to come, go away, sit down a little longer, your life will be in danger. ”
A voice sounded in his ears, and Lin Xuan looked at the person who spoke, a person holding a jade flute, dressed in green clothes, an elegant middle-aged man with a very dignified face.
"Thank you!"
Lin Xuan's voice also came into this person's ears, but he didn't leave, he was still sitting among the eight people, stroking the strings with his hands, his eyes slightly closed, his breath sank, and the surrounding space was quiet.
The Ancient Sutra of Enlightenment operated on its own, making the mind calm like the starry sky of eternity, and a piano sound flowed out of Lin Xuan's hand.
The sound of the piano is continuous, not urgent, not like eight people, like the top of a high mountain, majestic, but gives people a diametrically opposite calm, but there is a dead silence in the quiet, which makes people suffocate.
Lin Xuan's piano path comes from the Nine Shadows, no matter how it is played, there is always the dead silence of the Nine Shadows, which is generally not too obvious, but today one person is alone against eight people, but it is inevitably revealed.
The surrounding eight sounds, like a mountain, and like a tsunami, want to drown the world, engulf Lin Xuan, in this stormy waves, Lin Xuan is towering and immovable, like the ancient sacred mountain, immortal!
Time passed, and it was an hour in a blink of an eye, with a muffled snort, blood flowed from the mouth of an emperor holding Xun, his eyes gradually lost his expression, and his mind had sunk into the sound realm of Lin Xuan and the other eight people.
The first person, defeated!
With the first one, there was a second, and soon, another person spurted out a mouthful of blood, and a drum in his hand was dyed blood-colored, and in just a moment, it also sank into the sound realm.
"Poof!poof!"
Three muffled snorts in a row, three more people were defeated, their mood was broken, and they were introduced into the sound realm, and there were three less strands in the music, Lin Xuan sat in the middle of the eight people, still looking indifferent.
The Nine Shadows, one of the inheritances from the Fengtian Temple, is it comparable to the ordinary mortal sounds, even if they have lived for thousands of years, the people who have fallen into the devil together with Qu Yue still have a gap with Lin Xuan.
This is the starting point, Lin Xuan's starting point is too high, so high that these people can't compare at all.
One hour, two hours...... Half a day has passed, and the music in the garden has not stopped, only two piano sounds are left in confrontation, both are pianos, but they are two completely different feelings.
On one side, it is like the water of a river, breaking the embankment and going down, to flood the earth, the momentum is strong and unstoppable, but on the other side it is as quiet as the starry sky of eternity, let you go through the vicissitudes of the sun and the moon, the cycle of life and death, and never fluctuate.
The eight emperors sitting around Lin Xuan have already lost seven people, and there is the last person left, this person Lin Xuan knows, it is the person who once invited Le Qianqiu to the Ethereal Tower, known as the Great Yuan Qin Emperor.
Emperor Da Yuan Qin, the first person recognized as the first person in the Qianyu Domain, but he also met an opponent today, and the fight was inseparable, this person was Lin Xuan, with a faint smile, stroking Feng Qiqin, with a calm expression.
At dusk, a round crescent moon rose from the sky, and soon this round of crescent moon fell again, a wisp of red glow tore through the sky, it had been a day and a night, and the sound of the piano in the ethereal building had not stopped.
"Woo-ra!"
Suddenly, a sound of broken strings sounded, breaking the sound realm, and the sound of the piano on the other side also stopped, and everyone woke up suddenly, looking at the scene on the field, everyone was shocked.
There were only two people still sitting in the middle of the room, one was the person they were familiar with, the first person in the music channel, Le Qianqiu, and the other was a young man, sitting in the middle of the eight people, with the piano on his lap.
Everyone's eyes looked at the two of them, and finally their eyes fell on Le Qianqiu's body, and on his piano, a string flew up with a gust of breeze.
The strings are broken, and it is Le Qianqiu who loses!
The final victor was this young man, who didn't know when he entered the garden, sitting in the middle of the eight emperors, fighting eight people alone, including the first person in the sound path, but he won.
"Who are you?"
Among the eight people, a woman in green with a pipa in her hand asked, this woman was dressed in green, there was a cold beauty, looking at Lin Xuan, there was a look of shock in her eyes, not only her, but also others.
"Xiaoyou, it's been a month, I thought I would never see you again, but I didn't expect you to appear like this in the end. ”
Lin Xuan didn't speak, but Le Qianqiu took the words, he looked at Lin Xuan, his face was very exciting, although he knew that Lin Xuan's voice was extremely attained, but he didn't expect that one day he would defeat him.
"I'm sorry, I've been practicing for a while, I forgot the time, I just came today, so I've kept you waiting for a long time. ”
Lin Xuan clenched his fists and looked at the people around him, the people around him all returned the salute and bowed to Lin Xuan, as for Gu Zhi, who was the outermost, he also woke up a little bit from the ground, and his mind was a mess.
Vaguely heard a few words, it seemed that the eight emperors had lost, and the victor was someone else, suddenly, his expression was startled, and he woke up in an instant, and a voice came out of his mouth.
"Childe!"
At this sentence, everyone was shocked, looking at Gu Zhi, his face was a little unsightly, Gu Zhi also realized that something was wrong, and saw countless eyes looking at him, and his body stiffened.
(End of chapter)