Huan Ruochan's face turned pale and blue, it was simply unbelievable.
Others may not understand, but he knows it best. The sound emitted by the strange object is clearly what he and the headmaster of Raoliang Academy had just discussed in a hurry.
If the voice was just the same as his and the headmaster's, he would not be so panicked and would just think it was a trick created by Zhu Changyang.
But the strange thing didn't just emit the same voice as his. The words they said, the things they talked about, their laughter, their tone of voice, and even the sound of the two people moving their chairs were all reproduced in full, without any difference.
This is definitely not something that can be achieved by sleight of hand.
Under normal circumstances, Huan Ruochan would have already stood up and destroyed the strange thing, and took the lead in accusing Zhu Changyang of framing and slandering him.
But now he didn't dare to act rashly, because he knew very well that the sound made by this strange thing was completely real.
Since Zhu Changyang was able to reproduce his private conversations, he might be able to reproduce even more things.
How much does this person know and how much does he control? !
Huan Ruochan felt his heart pounding and sweat pouring down his back just thinking about it.
As for the other elders of Yaoyin Pavilion and the many guests watching from the sidelines, they were even more shocked and moved.
Even Lin Liudu, who had been expressionless until now, showed a look of surprise.
The Huayan auction had just ended not long ago, and the news had not yet spread thoroughly. Most of these people from other places did not know about the "phonograph".
Even those who had heard it by chance were misled by Huayan's publicity and thought it was just a magical instrument with the sound of a pipa. Therefore, no one connected the machine in front of them with the events at the Huayan auction.
For a moment, the whole audience was talking about it.
"What's going on? How come Elder Huan's voice is inside that thing?"
"Ah, I heard that Elder Jiang played Le Tianyou's music, which was so amazing that it lingered for three days. It must be that Elder Jiang used his magic again to preserve Elder Huan's voice!"
"What! Elder Jiang's cultivation is so terrifying? He was able to preserve such a long conversation intact?!"
"Don't worry about how the voice came to be here. Everyone, listen carefully to what Elder Huan said..."
When Huan Ruochan was mentioned, everyone's expressions suddenly became subtle.
If these voices were real, then the information from the previous conversation was truly shocking. Not only did it completely overturn Huan Ruochan's previous statement, it even turned the whole thing upside down.
The live broadcast room burst into laughter:
[Big Grass, why do I see this kind of scene in the world of cultivation?! ]
[Honestly, if I see recording evidence in other TV series, I would say it is such a tacky plot, without any technical content. But here, I can only say, it has to be you, Zhu Changyang! ]
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Finally, the recording finished playing. Zhu Changyang pressed the switch and spread his hands leisurely: "Did everyone hear it?"
Lin Liudu looked gloomy. He looked at Huan Ruochan and another person hiding behind the many elders and said, "Elder Huan, Sect Leader Zou, do you have any explanation?"
Huan Ruochan tried to remain calm and said, "This is a sorcery..."
Before he could finish, a figure flashed by, and Zou Fuyue, the headmaster of Raoliang Academy, fell to the ground with both knees weak. "Please forgive me, Pavilion Master. I was instructed by Elder Huan. It was Elder Huan who forced me to collect spirit stones from students. Elder Huan also made the decision about the Gold and Stone Bank... Please understand!"
Zou Fuyue's psychological quality was far inferior to Huan Ruochan's. When he heard the conversation between him and Huan Ruochan in private conspiracy being reproduced in its entirety, his mentality collapsed.
The concept of "recording" and "playing back" was unknown to the cultivation world. In their view, preserving sound was extremely difficult. It not only required profound cultivation, but also supreme magic.
A top musician like Jiang Hui can make the sound of the piano linger in the ears, but it is just a faint lingering sound.
And now, Zhu Changyang was able to leave such a clear voice.
The most terrifying thing was that before Zou Fuyue discussed with Huan Ruochan, he had clearly used his cultivation to investigate the surrounding environment and confirmed that there were no people or magical weapons containing spiritual power nearby.
What does this mean!
This means that Jiang Hui and Zhu Changyang can detect his whereabouts and voice from thousands of miles away. What a terrifying level of cultivation and what a horrible magic!
Zou Fuyue didn't dare to argue anymore and knelt down on the spot.
He really had to kneel down, as the recording revealed too much information, including the location of the evidence that had not yet been destroyed. Everything was explained clearly.
Even if he refuses to admit it now, Lin Liudu will find out the truth as long as he follows the information.
"You useless piece of shit!" Huan Ruochan was so angry that he was about to kick out, but was immediately stopped by another elder.
Lin Liudu said, "Come here, take Elder Huan away and wait for interrogation."
"Yes." The four disciples beside him responded in unison and walked forward.
How could Huan Ruochan surrender? He leaped up and landed on the roof of the hall. Then he raised his hand and a 25-string zither appeared in his hand.
Lin Liudu's expression changed, and he waved his sleeves, and a seven-stringed zither floated in front of him, "Elder Huan, why are you doing this?"
"That depends on whether the Pavilion Master has the ability to catch me." Huan Ruochan said coldly, plucking the strings with both hands.
The clear sound of the strings is extremely pleasant to the ears.
Everyone in the audience felt their hearts swaying, almost immersed in it, and then they heard Jiang Hui shouting: "It's the sound of bewitching souls, everyone be careful."
Everyone was shocked and realized that their minds had unconsciously become distracted, and they quickly focused their attention to resist.
The situation was urgent. Jiang Hui glanced at the disciples who were setting up a formation to capture Yin Kanwei and said, "Quickly set up a formation to protect the guests."
The voice was clear and majestic. At this point, how could those disciples not understand that Jiang Hui was framed
They responded "yes" in unison, plucking strings or pressing holes, instantly forming a magic circle in the square to resist Huan Ruocan's confusing sound.
The guests relaxed and watched quietly.
As the Yaoyin Pavilion is currently experiencing internal strife, there is naturally no reason for them to intervene.
At the same time, Lin Liudu lightly plucked the strings of the zither, and the sound of clanging rang out loudly, rushing forward and entangled with the charming sound of the zither.
The sounds of zither and harp are originally harmonious, but at this moment, the two sounds are full of confrontation. The collision of the two sounds is like close combat, and each sound reveals the power to pierce through gold and tear silk.
Although the guests were protected by formations, after listening for a while, those with lower cultivation levels were still unable to withstand the powerful killing sounds. They only felt a buzzing in their heads and could not concentrate no matter what.
This is the extremely powerful aspect of sound cultivation, using invisible sound to stir people's souls.
Zhu Changyang listened for a while and felt his heart pounding, his hands and feet shaking uncontrollably. But immediately a barrier fell down, blocking the excitement caused by the zither.
Zhu Changyang didn't even need to turn his head to know that Jun Shu had come, and he immediately felt relieved.
Just as he was sighing with emotion, there suddenly came a burst of rapid sound from the lyre, like a blizzard gushing out and spreading in all directions.
In the main hall, the brocade zither played seven notes in succession, followed by several "pa pa" sounds, and it turned out that the string of Huan Ruochan's zither broke.
For a musician, once the strings are broken, the music will be difficult to continue. The winner and loser of this dramatic battle are already decided.
The people from Yaoyin Pavilion who were watching secretly breathed a sigh of relief, at least they didn't make a fool of themselves in front of outsiders.
Suddenly, something unexpected happened. The broken strings of Huan Ruochan actually passed through Lin Liudu's music silently and reached his whole body's Qi Sea.
Yin Xiu did not have this kind of skill, so this move was a big surprise. Seeing the strings close at hand, Lin Liudu had to move sideways to avoid them. His hands became chaotic, the sound of the zither suddenly changed, and the power was greatly reduced.
The string took advantage of the situation and turned, then wrapped around Linliudu again.
Jiang Hui's face condensed: "This is the practice of the devil."
Zhu Changyang:
No wonder he felt that this scene looked familiar. The last person who used filaments as weapons was the fallen demon Suti.
So after all this time, it turned out that Huan Ruochan himself secretly joined the evil sect
Lin Liudu was also really amazing. Even under such a sudden attack, he quickly regained his balance. His hands plucked the strings faster and faster, and the sound of the piano became more and more urgent.
Huan Ruochan stopped playing the piano and instead plucked all twenty-five strings. The thin strings were extremely sharp, cutting through the waves of piano sound, forcing Lin Liudu to continue changing his body shape.
The people from Yaoyin Pavilion nearby couldn't help but show worry on their faces, but under the circumstances, they couldn't act rashly.
With so many outsiders watching, it's impossible for people to think that the dignified Master of Yaoyin Pavilion can't beat an elder who is in charge of mundane affairs.
Jiang Hui sighed, "In the past few years, Elder Huan has made rapid progress. We thought he had some sudden enlightenment... but we didn't expect that he had hidden a lot."
Lin Liudu's cultivation was far superior to Huan Ruochan's, but due to their fellow disciples' friendship, he did not want to kill him completely, so he did not use his full strength when he attacked.
Unexpectedly, Huan Ruochan not only hid his cultivation level, but also hid his skills.
By the time Lin Liudu realized something was wrong, Huan Ruochan had already taken the lead.
"Not good." Jiang Huifeng's eyes slightly opened, "The Pavilion Master's piano sound is weak now, I'm afraid I can't stop Elder Huan."
Huan Ruochan's original intention was not to defeat Lin Liudu, but the surprise attack worked. He immediately took advantage of Lin Liudu's chaos and leaped forward with a light step, flying to a place where the protective formation of the sect was closed.
Yin Kanwei broke in from there, and as long as he went there, he could escape.
The people in Yaoyin Pavilion suddenly became very anxious, but Huan Ruochan's cultivation level increased rapidly, far beyond their expectations. It was too late for them to take action at this time.
Huan Ruochan was about to reach the edge of the formation, and he laughed loudly: "Master, what can you do to me..."
Before he finished speaking, Zhu Changyang suddenly took out a funnel-shaped object from his pocket, turned the narrow end towards Linliu Ferry, and the wide end towards Huan Ruochan.
"Try this." Zhu Changyang said as he pressed a button and winked at Jun Shu.
Jun suddenly understood the meaning, made a gesture and sent the funnel flying in front of Linliudu.
In an instant, the sound of Lin Liudu's piano suddenly expanded several times, accompanied by a piercing buzzing sound, and suddenly spread to the surroundings.
Everyone's eardrums were shocked and they quickly gathered their strength to resist the strong sound.
Huan Ruochan was also startled by the sudden loud noise. He panicked and his breathing became disordered.
In just this instant, the power of the strings wrapped around Lin Liudu was greatly reduced. Lin Liudu took advantage of the situation and plucked the strings twice. There was a loud "clang" sound, and wild waves of sound surged out, strangling Huan Ruochan.
Huan Ruochan could no longer resist, and fell to the ground with a loud scream.
The other Yaoyin Pavilion disciples immediately chased after him and formed a formation to capture him.
Huan Ruochan was still unconvinced, staring at the "funnel" and shouting: "What is that? Lin Liudu, you are using evil magic—"
"It's obviously your fault." Zhu Changyang took back the "funnel" and said leisurely, "It's just a loudspeaker. It doesn't have any magic."
As he spoke, he put the loudspeaker to his lips and waved to the audience, "Hello, comrades!"
The sound was loud and clear, and indeed it was many times louder than usual.
Off the field: “… ?”
After he invented the phonograph, the equipment in the workshop was upgraded and all functions related to recording and sound amplification were activated.
Zhu Changyang happened to have some free time yesterday, so he spent most of the day tinkering in the workshop, and finally made an electric horn using the existing materials.
In fact, his original intention of making this thing was very simple. He was thinking that if he flew in the sky frequently, the flight route would be congested every time he approached a big city.
With the loudspeaker, you can communicate with other sword practitioners when blocking the sword.
This trumpet has not had a chance to be used since it was made. Just now, Jiang Hui said that the sound of Linliu Du's piano was too weak. Zhu Changyang suddenly remembered this thing and took it out to try it out.
In fact, the electric horn itself has no spiritual power. It only amplifies Lin Liudu's piano sound and cannot amplify his cultivation.
But the world of cultivation has never seen such a thing. Just now, the fierce fight was at a critical moment, and suddenly I heard Lin Liudu's loud music. Subconsciously, I thought that his cultivation had exploded.
It was not until this moment that everyone realized that although the piano sound was very loud, the magic power contained in it had not changed.
Huan Ruochan lost a great chance to escape because she was frightened and panicked, causing her breathing to become unstable.
Huan Ruochan, who knew the truth: "..."
Jiang Hui: “…”
When he said that Lin Liudu's piano sound was weak, he meant that his mind was disturbed and his cultivation could not be fully exerted, not that the sound was small... However, Zhu Changyang's sudden move did have an unexpected effect.
Studio:
[Hahaha, Chang Yang is good. He has broken the mentality of another expert with his skills.]
[Sound repair loudspeaker, this combination is just a perfect match.]
[Elder Huan: I really will thank you.]
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