Lu Shen has lived for a long time, and he has lived for a long time three thousand years ago.

If it comes to swordsmanship, Lu Shen is confident that he will not lose to anyone in the world.

When it comes to fighting, Lu Shen doesn't have the slightest fear because he has never lost.

It's just that Lu Shen suddenly found out at this time that he really had a lot of things he wasn't good at.

At the beginning, he laughed at Shen Mohuang for being a little sword idiot, but his previous self was not it.

Ning Huanhuan didn't understand this, or didn't expect this, just stared at Lu Shen silently with wide eyes.

In her current eyes, Lu Shen is omnipotent, so this kind of ignorant and simple look happens to be more lethal.

Just when Lu Shen didn't know how to answer, suddenly, there was a sound of a piano on the round platform in the distance.

The sound is like a wave of water, and like a summer breeze, as if it can be transmitted to people's hearts.

The flowing clouds on the high platform seemed to come to life and began to move sparsely.

Flocks of birds in the distance flew above the high platform and circled around the starting point of the sound.

The crowd of onlookers closed their eyes, their faces full of happiness and contentment, and they were unconsciously immersed in the sound of the piano.

"Situ Qin, the son of the Situ family, one of the four families in the city, is the best at music and piano skills, and he enters the Tao with sound. ”

Han Ruo explained.

Ning Huanhuan also shook her little head unconsciously, subconsciously conforming to it.

This kind of song, even a cultivator who has attained the path of cultivation, will subconsciously appreciate the rhythm in it.

It's just that there seems to be another person who is an accident.

Ning Huanhuan saw Lu Shen's expression, his brows frowned slightly, as if he was thinking about something.

Ning Huanhuan was surprised: "This is not good, isn't it?"

Lu Shen was thoughtful, and replied after half a sound: "Reluctantly." ”

Ning Huanhuan was curious: "Do you play better than this?"

Lu Shen shook his head and explained: "I can't play, but I've heard it before, and I've heard it a lot, so it's okay." ”

"Then you can play?"

"No, it won't. ”

Ning Huanhuan pursed her small mouth, looked preachy, shook her head and sighed: "You are a master with low eyes, Lu Shen, this is not good." ”

Lu Shen smiled, and then walked over there.

Ning Huanhuan blinked, chased after him and asked, "What are you going to do?"

Lu Shen said: "Just choose this." ”

"You just said you wouldn't play. ”

"You can learn. ”

"Just like the other day when you were learning sand table?"

"Yes. ”

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Situ Qin of the Situ family in Ruyang City is a handsome young man, with red lips and white teeth, and a handsome face, which makes people feel good at first sight, but the little pride that can't be concealed between the eyebrows still makes many people stay away.

Many of the participants in the piano competition stayed quietly, and most of them did not have a look of frustration on their faces.

It is a matter of course that Situ Qin can seize the leader.

Their goal is only to be in the top three, because the top three will have four treasured magic weapons and elixirs as rewards, which is far more useful than some false names for casual cultivation without background support.

Before Situ Qin's slender fingers fell off the piano plate, a clapping and admiration sounded around him.

Immediately afterwards, countless piano sounds and flutes began to sound from the round platform.

The piano sound competition has always been a competition between hundreds of schools, and whoever has the ability to dominate the crowd will naturally have a special piano method as a judge.

In the first half of Situ Qin's playing, everyone waited quietly, in addition to appreciation, it also represented a kind of respect, but later, everyone obviously would not be so "humble." ”。

For a time, the sound of thousands of pianos was like drizzle, like thunderstorm, wind and rain came together, and a hundred flowers bloomed.

In less than a moment, in addition to the sound of Situ Qin's side, two more voices stood out from the mottled and mixed sound.

One of the piano players is an old man with white hair and fluttering fairy bones, with a decent posture and a comfortable appearance.

One is a middle-aged Confucian with slightly white temples and a jade pendant hanging from his waist, with a face like a crown of jade and a chic piano sound.

And these two are also well-known piano masters in Ruyang City and even the entire county.

The three men in charge of commenting on the sound of the piano at the front closed their eyes slightly, showing a look of satisfaction, and the half-hundred-hundred-man among them nodded his head.

Seeing this scene, everyone felt that the victory and defeat had been divided.

It is already a very powerful thing to make the most central piano method of the three people feel good.

Because this unremarkable man is called Situ Qian, he is Situ Qin's master, and he is also a proud disciple of the Qin Academy in the Tang Academy in the past.

"As I expected, the big picture is decided. ”

Although I knew that the result would be like this, I was still a little unwilling. ”

"Let's go, let's go, take a look at the demeanor of the disciples of the other three families. ”

There was a lot of talking.

In the midst of these gossips, Lu Shen came step by step to the round platform of this square qin, swept around, and placed a guqin on the remote stone table on the left.

He sat cross-legged on the yellow futon in front of the stone table, and then the scent of tea rose beside him.

The fragrance of tea is as hazy as a mist, seemingly illusory, but in fact it is a special kind of imprisonment, so that the sound of the piano remains at a stable level, and will not disturb the competition of other categories on the sky platform.

It seems that because the piano sound competition has come to an end, many people have noticed this kid of unknown origin.

Then the crowd saw his gesture of stroking the harp, which was entirely a layman's gesture, without the slightest aesthetic harmony to speak of.

The others shook their heads slightly, it was normal, and it was a matter of course that no one kept any attention to him anymore.

Lu Shen ignored these gazes, put his hands on the piano platform, and closed his eyes slightly, as if he was recalling something.

He told Ning Huanhuan that he had heard a lot of piano sounds, but in fact he had only heard one, but that one was already the strongest piano sound in the world.

Yes, not the most beautiful, not the most beautiful, but the strongest.

Lu Shen's fingers hooked slightly, and then pulled upwards fiercely.

A string was almost completely torn off by him.

Immediately afterwards, a piano sound sounded between heaven and earth, like thunder on the ground.

"Boom. ”

A circular ripple went in all directions from the center of Lu Shen.

Countless people on the round platform subconsciously trembled and looked over here.

The first sound faded away, and the second followed, this time more powerful than the first.

With the "thunder" under Lu Shen's hands blooming in the heavens and the earth one after another, the expressions of countless people looked a little weird and pale.

This piano does not have the flowing water of Situ Qin, the atmosphere of the old man when he plays the piano, and the chic meaning of playing thousands of miles.

It's just that some people were surprised to find that there were no other sounds in the room.

The old man's hands trembled, and he faced the guqin with a blank expression.

The same is true of the middle-aged Confucian with a face like a crown of jade.

Situ Qin bit his lip tightly, sweating like rain, his hands were on the strings, but he couldn't move a single bit.

As for the rest, their hands had already left the table.

It's not that I can't, but I don't dare.

Situ Qian, who was sitting in the center of the round platform with the highest piano skills, was shocked and incomprehensible.

For him, the sound is simple, without any technique or connotation, and it expresses only a very simple momentum.

But this momentum, he had heard it once on the top floor of Bai Yujing in the academy.

If I don't speak first in the spring, which insect dares to make a sound?

When I speak, you all have to shut up.

I'll play the piano, and you'll all have to listen.

This is the potential shown by this son, which has nothing to do with piano skills and has nothing to do with piano skills.

It's already close.