Chapter 489

The more he thought about it, the more depressed he became, Guan Yang had no choice but to use the baby to divert his attention, urging: "What other treasures are there?" Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 info" Qin Qing took out a guqin: "This qin is very strange, the sound of other pianos is mainly light and soothing, but the sound of this piano is full of killing sounds, and the body of the piano is not known to be made of something, the sword is difficult to hurt, and the strings are the same." Childe, you have a unique way of the piano, but you have always lacked a good piano that can fight, and now you have this piano, which can be regarded as making up for a shortcoming for Childe. Guan Yang knew that this was the Heavenly Demon Qin, but he didn't see the "Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds": "System, is it there?" "Host, the system is always there." "What about "Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds"?" "There is a dark grid in the belly of the Heavenly Demon Qin, and "Heavenly Dragon Eight Sounds" is hidden in it, and the mechanism is the beast head on the left side, just press it. "Okay, I see. Guan Yang withdrew from the system, not in a hurry to open the dark grid, but plucked the strings, and suddenly there was a "Zheng" sound, full of gold and iron, which frightened several people in the room, and Guan Yang was also shocked, although he knew that the Heavenly Demon Qin was fierce and domineering, but he didn't expect that just plucking it with his hand would be so powerful. Looking at the angry eyes, Guan Yang touched his nose and said embarrassedly: "Eh, it's strange, I haven't practiced the piano before, why do I have a familiar feeling with this piano? I can't help but want to sit down and play a song?" Qin Qing said helplessly: "Why haven't you practiced the piano?" Son, you are recognized as a great master of the piano in the world, and your piano skills are unparalleled in the world, Mr. Kong Deming even gave you the thousand-year-old guqin Qingyang, why don't you remember it?" Childe, when will your amnesia get better?" "I don't know about that. "Guan Yang is also helpless, you and I don't want to recover my memory? Isn't this no money? But I can't tell you about this, hey, it seems that I have to hurry up to find Mu Cen's treasure, and I don't know if this power distribution map is a treasure map?" Chen Muqing comforted: "Sister Qingqing, don't worry, no one wants to encounter such a thing as amnesia, and amnesia is extremely difficult to control, some will recover as long as they encounter familiar things, and serious ones may ......recover for a lifetime." Looking at Qin Qing's increasingly gloomy face, Chen Muqing was stunned and didn't dare to finish his words, he also regretted it, why is this mouth so fast? Is this still comforting? Looking at Chen Muqing who was trembling, Guan Yang was also drunk, are you comforting words? But seeing that Qin Qing had the intention of making a move, Guan Yang hurriedly stopped and persuaded him: "Sister Qingqing, don't blame Chen Muqing, he is also telling the truth, otherwise, I will play a song for you, maybe you can remember something." ā€

Qin Qing's eyes lit up, and he didn't care about Chen Muqing's gaffe, and said happily: "This is good, son, you used to like to play the piano the most, maybe you can really recover your memory." "That's fine. Guan Yang sat down cross-legged, his hands skillfully placed on the strings, this series of movements was like flowing water, so natural, even Guan Yang himself was stunned, is this still me? I don't remember that I will do this set of actions? Could it be that Qin Qing is not lying? I am really a master of the piano?" Zheng, sonorous, boring ......" The voice of the Heavenly Demon Qin is very domineering, not at all as euphemistic and clear as other guqins, so the general qin music is not suitable for the Heavenly Demon Qin to play, only those impassioned tunes are suitable for playing with the Heavenly Demon Qin. After thinking for a while, Guan Yang chose "General Order", "General Order" is an ancient song, a song that ancient soldiers must play when they go on the battlefield, and sometimes it will be played on the battlefield. Its music style is impassioned, and it is the most morale-inspiring, and it is definitely worthy of the Heavenly Demon Qin. In later generations, Huang Zhan was paired with lyrics and adapted into the well-known "Men Should Be Self-Improvement", and "General Order" was widely circulated because of this. After choosing the tune, Guan Yang was full of confidence and ready to play, he had a period of time in his previous life when the school was very popular with ancient style, and he felt that he was very handsome to carry a guqin when he was fine, and more importantly, it was also very attractive to the eyes of his sister, so he deliberately took out all the food expenses that he had saved for three months, bought a guqin, and studied hard for a period of time, and "General Order" was one of the tunes he mastered. The clear and passionate music of "Zheng !! Bell !! Boring ......" was brought into full play by the Heavenly Demon Qin, and everyone listened to it fascinated, but Guan Yang was shocked in his heart. Although he has also learned the piano, he knows very well what level he is, at most he is an amateur fifth or sixth level, but now listening to the tunes he plays, I am afraid that he can't even hang up the professional level five, I am afraid that he has jumped out of the limit of the level, it can be said that it is a generation of grandmasters, when did he have such skills? Isn't Qin Qing exaggerating? I am really recognized as a great master of the qin path in the world? It seems that this is indeed the case, but who has ever seen a great grandmaster who can only write a few tunes? It seems that the search for the treasure really can't be delayed any longer, and the memory must be restored as soon as possible, but the top priority is to familiarize yourself with this wonderful technique and try to turn it into your own completely. Guan Yang was shocked, but there was no unstability in his hands, and as the climax came, the sound of the piano became more and more passionate and transparent, almost breaking the small blacksmith shop. What's even worse is that as Guan Yang's mind melted into the sound of the piano and could not extricate himself, his true yuan actually operated on its own, crossing into the strings through his fingertips, and then being diffused by the strings, mixing with the music of the qin into a deadly murderous sound. Among the few people, Zhang San's cultivation was the lowest, and after Guan Yang mixed into the internal force, Zhang San was the first to be unbearable. I saw that Zhang San, who was originally excited by the sound of the piano, suddenly turned pale, and then turned flushed again, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down from his forehead, as if he had endured a lot of pain. "Wow!" In the face of the sonic attack, the biggest consequence of forcibly enduring it was that the injuries were accumulating more and more, and in the end, Zhang San couldn't help it, a mouthful of black blood spurted out, and his complexion improved a little. After sobering up, Zhang San glanced at Guan Yang with a wry smile, the young people now are really amazing, just relying on a piece of qin music to make their internal breath run a problem, if he is not decisive enough, I am afraid that at this time, either the internal force breaks through the meridians and dies, or he is shocked to death by the qin song. Sure enough, he is worthy of being the great master of the Qin Dao who is expected by everyone in the world, and this skill of hand tone attack is only afraid that it is not much worse than the people in Tianyin Valley...... Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Zhang San saw that Guan Yang had no intention of stopping, so he had to sit down cross-legged and try his best to resist the brain-filled magic sound, but fortunately, he was injured just now mainly out of defense, and now Zhang San is prepared, and Guan Yang's piano sound is not specifically aimed at him, but he can barely resist it.