In the ears of Prince Changqin, the dubbing of the elephant simply ruined this good show, such a magnificent and ancient story, and it is also inextricably linked with his family Zhurong clan, which of course has to bring great emotion.

And the dubbing of the elephant is too bland, and it can't mobilize the passion of the audience.

Music, if you can't make the audience immersive, it is mediocre, of course, there is no mediocre music in the world, only mediocre musicians, the performance skills of the prince's long qin, and musical attainments are even higher than Yan Long, Yan Long To be honest, his musical skills are not as great as his reputation on the battlefield.

And Prince Changqin is different, that is the first idol figure between the mountains and seas, the great master of the music department.

The elephant was interrupted by the prince Changqin, and then watched the stranger stride over, and the friends who came to see the play here all stood up, thinking that they were looking for trouble with the elephant, and Xiongtao was even holding his clay pot and preparing to throw it out.

Although Xiang is not treated by them, but anyway, Xiang is also Chonghua's younger brother, and of course they can't sit back and watch him being beaten.

But the expected conflict did not happen, and the prince Changqin raised his hand, faced everyone, and bowed deeply.

At this moment, an extremely strong sense of oppression made all the friends sit down!

It's like someone is forcibly pressing on their shoulders!

"You ....."

Shi Jing is a wizard, and she is the most sensitive to the power of witches, but the feeling that Prince Changqin gives her, in addition to being unfathomable, also has an aura similar to that of Yu Zai and Mr. Qiao Song!

Qi Refiner!

The breath is sharp, there is a sound trembling between heaven and earth, the prince Changqin seems to have his back to the black sky, and in this trance and obscurantism, there seems to be a cold flicker, which seems to be an illusion, but in fact, it is because of the breath mobilized by the prince Changqin, which has changed.

"I have no ill will. ”

Prince Changqin suppressed everyone present with absolute strength, and of course, only one person was not affected.

Mr. Wu Pan.

"God-man...."

Prince Changqin was born sacred, Zhu Rong's bloodline in his generation appeared a complete deification phenomenon, the world's respect for Zhu Rong, that kind of sacrifice and ancient shouts, in the totem and Zhu Rong's blood fusion, and in Wushan Lingze was born, Prince Changqin was born with half divinity and half humanity, he was born with a small qin in his arms, the whole Wushan sentient beings, heaven and earth are singing for his birth.

This is "The Wind".

The "Wind" made by Changqin, that is, the meaning of the music, was supplemented as "Wind", "Ya" and "Song" in the Zhou Dynasty, which is the origin of the Book of Songs.

Prince Changqin was also surprised that Wu Pan was not affected, he looked at Mr. Wu Pan, and the old gentleman asked with a smile: "You said before that the elephant's words have no feelings.... Do you want to recite it yourself?"

The crown prince Changqin saluted Wu Pan, and at the same time saluted all those who were returned to their original places by him.

So the oppressive force on everyone's body was eliminated with the wind in an instant!

"I have no ill will, and I beg your permission to speak in his place for these skins. ”

Prince Changqin looked at everyone sincerely, and everyone knew that this was a powerful person, but they were not afraid, because Mr. Wu Pan was here, although Mr. Wu Pan was a witch doctor and studied herbalism, specifically he was not good at fighting, but the name of the Ten Witches of Lingshan, the legendary god and witch, a mere god should not be the opponent of Mr. Wu.

"Your aura is very strong, and the god man has also learned the way of qi refining?"

Wu Pan asked, and the prince Changqin said respectfully: "Yes, I once learned some ways of qi cultivation with Guangchengzi of Kongtong Mountain. ”

Hiroshiko!

Wu Pan was a little surprised, Guang Chengzi had attained the Tao before the Yellow Emperor, far before Chi Songzi, he was a person who really lived for a thousand years, he once told the Yellow Emperor that when he saw the Yellow Emperor to the beginning of his cultivation, it has been 1,200 years.

Lingshan is also thunderous about Guangchengzi's name, but his anger is too fierce.

"That's the one in the world! ”

Wu Pan sighed with emotion, and said to Changqin: "Since you have no malice, I won't ask you where you came from, you go and match the words, let me wait and listen." ”

Prince Changqin is another salute, so he doesn't think about introducing himself, dubbing is the right thing at this time.

When it comes to professional issues, then many people will be very focused, not only Changqin, Yijun, Danzhu.

The shadow puppet behind the wooden box moved again, and this time it was as good as moving the wood with Shanbo, and the long qin sat in the back, with the "lines" written on the wooden board by the elephant on the side.

In fact, this line was not written by Xiang, but by the friends of "Yijun" and Xiongtao after telling it.

So Xiang memorized it for a day, in fact, he couldn't read Cangjie at all, but the lines had been written, and his friends corrected them on the side, and Xiang was a real "script".

After reading the "lines", Prince Changqin didn't notice Xiang's embarrassment, because Xiang had just played on the spot, after all, it was impossible to recognize those words in just one day, and his memory was still limited by rote memorization.

Changqin untied the baoqin behind him and placed his hands on it.

So, when the wind blows, the breeze wanders, the stream ripples, and people's eyes are fixed on the stage where light and shadow are intertwined, when the huge mountain shadow is erected, when the main characters appear.....

Changqin bowed her head slightly, staring at her own qin.

His inspiration came, just like what he wanted to play when he was in the oil mill.

His hands began to itch, and his ten fingers were placed on the strings in an orderly manner.

The harp made a pleasant sound.

The wind is up.

Changqin's hand can be said to be more beautiful than a woman's, the identity of a god makes it impossible for time to leave a trace on his body, the ancient rhythm cleanses and washes the soul, and in comparison, it seems that the songs of each tribe are much simpler.

The "audience" was caught by the sound of the piano, and in their eyes, it seemed that everything on the wooden stage was beginning to become real.

Changqin spoke, looking very focused.

The voice can make people see the vastness, and the magnetic, emotional voice seems to be specially made for narration.

His tone changed, and he stared at the lines.

"The Yellow Emperor lives in Xuanyuan Hill, and marries the daughter of Xiling, is the ancestor, the ancestor is the concubine of the Yellow Emperor, gave birth to two sons, and then there is the world. ”

"One of them is called Xuanhuan, which is for Qingyang, and Qingyang descends to the river. ”

"The second is Changyi, descending like water. ”

"Changyi married a daughter of the Shushan clan, said Chang servant, gave birth to Gaoyang, and Gaoyang has holy virtue. ”

"The Yellow Emperor collapsed, buried in Qiaoshan, Qingyang was established as the lord of the world, called Shao Hao's family, after Shao Hao, the son of the Yellow Emperor's grandson Changyi, Gao Yangli, the nephew of Shao Hao, was also the emperor. ”

"However, there is arable land in the sky, the land has migrated, the sun, moon and stars will eventually be replaced, Shaohao's family is declining, the country of the East China Sea looks at the Middle Earth from afar, and its next part is sacred, and it wants to take the world on behalf of Shaohao. ”

"This is the 'Gonggong'. ”

Between the interplay of light and shadow, the skin figures appear on each other, the ancient history is deduced, and on top of the elephant's lines, Changqin does not make too many changes, although he thinks that those lines are also not well written.

But this time, the dubbing was very successful.

All the friends who watched couldn't take their eyes off it, they stared at the wooden platform, and when it came to the scene of "Gonggong Anger Touches Zhou Mountain", it was the climax of the whole scene!

The sound of the prince's long piano also became high-pitched and rapid, and that kind of tension was like a storm in the sea, and the waves were stormy, and I thought that the roar of the heavens was whistling, like ten thousand beasts in the mountains were going crazy, the sound of shouting, the sound of breakage, the sound of vibration, earth-shattering!

"Gonggong and Zhuan are fighting for the emperor, they can't win, and they can't touch the mountain in anger!"

"So the pillar of heaven is broken, and the earth is extinct!"

"The sky is tilted to the northwest, so the sun, moon and stars are shifting, and the earth is not in the southeast, so the water and dust return!"