Chen Mingzhi looked at Xin Yazi in the audience, with white hair, his face did not look old, he had some beard, and he looked quite artistic.

It can be said that Xin Yazi is now the strongest musician in the entire Chengtian Continent.

The music played by the monks was originally more ethereal than that of mortals, and Xin Yazi was even more powerful in music, and those who listened to Xin Yazi's performance called his music Xianyin.

Xin Yazi is also one of the ten absolute elders of Wanqi Mountain, and his attainments are average, and his cultivation is also unfathomable.

Just when Chen Mingzhi was observing Xin Yazi, a person walked up to him and sat down.

"Senior Sister Dongdong, I haven't seen you for a long time. ”

Chen Mingyi heard this voice and turned back with a smile, "Senior Brother Yiyi, we only met yesterday." ”

"It's like three autumns apart. Zhang Yi said with a smile.

Li Yingtong's lips smacked again beside Chen Mingzhi, "You two hooked up so quickly?"

Senior Sister Sakura Hitomi laughed, she just admired Senior Sister Dongdong's talent and didn't think about it at all. Squinting his eyes, Zhang Yiyi smiled shyly and said.

"That's right, who would look up to a woman as arrogant as her. Li Yingtong said thoughtfully

As soon as Li Yingtong's words fell, she saw a person approaching.

"Dongdong...... Masters...... Yesterday's fast sword was so exciting, this ...... This sword is for you......"

Chen Mingzhi raised his eyes and saw that this person was wearing the clothes of a disciple of the Qingshan Sword Sect. By the way, I seem to have seen him at the meeting yesterday, and it seems that his surname is Che?

This should be the Qingshan Sword Sect's junior disciple surnamed Zhu, blushing slightly with a shy expression.

Of course, Chen Mingzhi understood what this junior brother surnamed Che meant......

It was also the first time for Chen Mingzhi to be given a gift by a man like this, and he didn't know what to do for a while, so his gaze remained on the face of this Qingshan Sword Sect disciple.

This junior disciple of the Qingshan Sword Sect's face turned even redder suddenly, and as soon as he put the sword in Chen Mingzhi's hand, he turned around and ran away.

Chen Mingzhi was stunned for a moment, as if the gender had suddenly reversed, as if that guy was a little girl who gave something......

Chen Mingzhi sighed and shook the sword in front of Li Yingtong's eyes.

Li Yingtong snorted heavily, turned her head, and was embarrassed to look back again.

Chen Mingzhi didn't tease Li Yingtong anymore, he took a closer look at this sword, this is a seven-grade magic weapon, although it has not yet reached the level of a spiritual weapon, it is almost there.

A smile tugged at the corner of Chen Mingzhi's mouth, and he put the sword into the storage ring.

"Senior Sister Dongdong is really charming. Squinting and smiling.

Chen Mingzhi waved his hand casually, "Hey, it's not so attractive anymore, but it's still better than some people." ”

Li Yingtong, who turned her head, puffed out her cheeks and clenched her fists......

The official start of the Le Dao Symposium, the host of this Symposium, Meng Qian, wore a black Taoist robe embroidered with cloud patterns on the stage, which instantly attracted the cheers of most of the young monks in the audience.

"Xin Zhenren, I remember that you also responded like this in the midst of thousands of flowers. An old man beside Xin Yazi who looked old and indecent whispered in his ear.

"Hmph, the old man was much more popular than this kid back then. Xin Yazi said expressionlessly.

"That's, that's. ”

The judges are all senior masters, and the conversation between them will definitely not be heard by others.

"The Wandao Symposium will officially begin, and the first place in this symposium will receive a copy of the score of "Xianming" dedicated by Xin Yazi's predecessors. ”

This "Immortal Song" is music handed down from ancient times, and listening to this music can make people's cultivation speed faster.

Next, I invited the junior brother of Boundless Dao Tingyan Mo to play on stage. Meng Qian said enthusiastically on the stage, and at the same time looked at Yan Mo, who was slowly on stage, and smiled at him.

Yan Mo, the senior disciple of the Boundless Dao Court, came to the stage dressed in a gray linen robe, and he tied his long hair loosely behind his head, looking quite like a master outside the world.

"Senior Brother Yiyi, I remember that this Yan Mo seems to be playing the piano well. Chen Mingzhi stared at Yan Mo who had set up the piano on the stage and said.

If it is said that Chen Mingzhi cares about who he cares about the most in this new disciple exchange conference, it is not Zhang Yiyi, the only disciple of the Heavenly Scar Daoist, nor the once-in-a-lifetime kendo genius Chu Sixiang, but this mediocre and mediocre speech.

The Boundless Dao Court is the No. 1 cultivation sect in the Chengtian Continent, no matter how you recruit students, the source of students will not be so bad.

But this happened just like that, Chen Mingzhi believed that it would not be a few days before the best sect in the Chengtian Continent would not go to other sects......

If these disciples have poor spiritual roots, it doesn't matter, but judging from their performance, their comprehension is also extremely mediocre, and even this leading disciple has rumors that he has failed his homework.

Chen Mingzhi has released his spiritual sense to probe on this Yan Mo, and he has been practicing for almost ten years, and there is no doubt about the strength of the ninth order of qi cultivation.

This inevitably raises suspicions.

"That's right, I heard that at that time, Yan Mo was convinced by the elders in charge of enrollment in the sect with the sound of a piano. Zhang Yiyi said softly, his tone a little cautious.

"Then can you calculate what his spiritual root is?" asked Chen Mingzhi.

"Xuan-level six grades, this is the information when he registered in the Chengmeng. As for taking the liberty of calculating other people's affairs, this is absolutely unacceptable, and what we are most afraid of in the acting school is to be contaminated with gratuitous cause and effect. ”

"Then Dongdong is not strong. ”

Chen Mingzhi was silent after that, and kept staring at the Yan Mo on the stage, the Xuan-level six grades can barely be regarded as excellent immortal cultivation qualifications, but they can only be regarded as ordinary people within the six major sects of the Chengmeng who are as talented as clouds on this day.

Chen Mingzhi instinctively felt that there must be something strange in this speech.

What's more, when he had just gone to investigate this silent cultivation, there was a faint familiar aura on him.

Just as Chen Mingzhi was thinking in the audience area, Yan Mo on the stage stroked the strings.

The sound of the piano, which is as clear as the flowing water of a stream, immediately pulls people into the world of music.

Yan Mo's slender fingers kept plucking on the piano, and the sound of the piano rose abruptly, like a flying sword suddenly rising into the air and piercing the sky.

Then the sound of the piano suddenly fell back, as if plunging headlong into the abyss of the blue sea.

However, the sound of the piano did not turn around as those present imagined, but continued to sink, as if falling into a bottomless cave.

Laymen like Chen Mingzhi frowned when they heard this, not to mention the judges who were sitting on the judges' bench.

Xin Yazi was already glaring at the judges' seat at this time.

Originally, he was still full of expectations for this speech, but he didn't expect this to be played now!

The sound of the piano kept sinking, and the words that were playing on the stage seemed to have no feeling and still looked peaceful.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and it sounded again in an instant, but it was like a mournful roar, and people couldn't help but be devastated.

Xin Yazi's eyes narrowed back, and he seemed to be thoughtful when he listened to Yan Mo's piano sound.

The sound of the piano changed again, becoming leisurely and mournful, as if countless birds were weeping and waving their wings in the air.

The audience in the audience couldn't help but fall into an indescribable heartache.

They did not recall any unhappy past, just simple heartache and sadness.

The mournful sound of the piano continues to reverberate, and although the melody is varied, the sadness is not diminished in the slightest.

The suppressed emotions shrouded everyone's hearts, but fortunately, all the people present were self-cultivation cultivators, and this kind of emotion could not affect the Dao heart that had been tempered for a long time.

In the midst of sorrow, the sound of the piano rose quietly, like the neighing of birds, and the birds that had been flying in the air seemed to speed up and rush towards the earth.

The sound of the piano became more and more rapid, and finally with a high note, the sound of the piano quietly stopped.

Yan Mo casually plucked the strings a few more times, and the sound of the piano sounded intermittently a few more times, as if it was the weak moan of the bird whose head was bleeding before dying......

At the end of Yan Mo's performance, he stood up with his hands off the strings and saluted the seniors on the judges' bench.

"What's the name of this music?" Xin Yazi asked.

"Back to the predecessors, this song is called "Pain Bird". ”

Xin Yazi nodded and didn't say much.

Meng Qian came to the stage and began to ask the judges to score Yan Mo.

There were a total of four judges present, and each judge had a jade plaque engraved with the five tones of "Gong Shang Jiao Zheng Yu" in front of him, arranged from low to high according to the rhythm, "Gong" represents one point, and "Yu" represents five points.

All the judges except Xin Yazi showed their "horns", and Xin Yazi showed "signs".

In other words, Yan Mo scored a total of thirteen points.

"There are two inconsistencies in this song, although ingenious but extremely weird, it is better to play less. When Yan Mo got the score and stepped down silently, Xin Yazi said softly.

Yan Mo stopped and bowed to Xin Yazi again, his lowered face expressionless.

"Senior Brother Yiyi, what do you think?" Chen Mingzhi said as he looked at Yan Mo who walked off the stage.

"I think it's a little chilling. Li Yingtong replied.

She crossed her arms with an unnatural expression.

"I didn't ask you. Chen Mingzhi gave her a blank look.

"It's completely different from the way of happiness practiced today...... Zhang Yiyi said hesitantly.

Yan Mo's song "Pain Bird" is indeed completely different from the kind of leisurely and immortal music that is popular in the Chengtian Continent today, and music like this is very rare whether it is in the immortal cultivation world or in the mortal world.

"Pathos, sorrow, this wind of happiness is indeed strange, but there is an indescribable feeling...... It seems to have a sense of rejecting people from outside the door and not allowing them to be immersed. Zhang Yiyi continued.

The corners of Chen Mingzhi's mouth rose, Zhang Yiyi was right, although this music can make people sad in their hearts, but this is only because of sadness, not the kind of grief born from the heart.

It stands to reason that it is not difficult for people to fall into this kind of music at the level of Yan Mo, but he seems to be deliberately keeping people out.

What is this person doing, maybe he thinks this kind of argument is not worth his real playing?

Chen Ming had a lot of thoughts in his heart, and there was no way to sort them out one by one, and he now had a lot of questions about this speech