"Qinglian, don't be rude."
The old man withered wood said: "The king's song "The Wind Rises From the Green Mountains" is full of mysteries. Even those old guys like me who have studied the rhythm for more than a thousand years are still powerless to face this song. The Wind Rises from Daqing Mountain and plays a hundred layers of mysteries, which is already quite remarkable!"
The words of the old man withered wood have been recognized by many people, especially the seniors who are as familiar with the rhythm as him. Each of them has studied the rhythm for more than a thousand years. Even so, they can only play a hundred mysteries in these years That's all, compared with them, Akabane definitely deserves the title of temperament genius, at least they can't compare, and geniuses like Ding Rui and Leng Yefei can't compare.
The old man Withered Wood's words more or less resolved Chi Yu's embarrassment, and he didn't look as embarrassed as he was just now. He took a deep breath and said, "Wei Chaoqun, if I remember correctly, this song blows up Daqingshan, You can only play seventy or eighty layers of mysteries, right?"
Wei Chaoqun responded lightly: "That's just the past."
"Oh? So, you have learned a lot in these years?" Akabane said in a bad manner: "I don't know if you can play mysterious geometry now?"
"Although it's not as good as the dead tree." Wei Chaoqun picked up a glass of wine and said with a smile, "However, at least he can play more than you."
"Anyone can talk big."
"hehe… "
Wei Chaoqun smiled without saying a word, and immediately took out a purple cyan jade qin. There were not a few people who knew the goods in the venue, and they could tell at a glance that this jade qin was made by a famous master.
Wei Chaoqun didn't say much, he moved his hands on the jade qin, and the sound of the qin sounded, and what was played was also the wind rising from the big green mountains.
boom!
A thunder!
Ten... fifty...
When a hundred thunders sounded from the sound of the piano, everyone began to be shocked, and Akabane's face became cloudy.
Wow!
One hundred and ten!
One hundred and thirty...
At the end of the song, one hundred and thirty-six thunderbolts resounded in the sound of the piano.
This also means that Wei Chaoqun played the song "The Wind Rises from Daqingshan" with a hundred and thirty-six layers of red thunder mystery.
Many people remember that Wei Chaoqun was only able to play seven or eighty layers of Chi Lei Xuan Miao a few years ago. They never thought that in just a few years, he could already play one hundred and thirty-six layers of wind from Daqingshan. Mysterious, really eye-opening.
Just when everyone was amazed, another voice came: "It's just one hundred and thirty-six layers of red thunder mystery."
Everyone looked over, and the person who spoke was a sinister-looking young man, and even the people standing around him were all like this, and the aura on their bodies was more and more evil. Obviously, they were all black wind caves The person who spoke, and the young master who spoke was also Li Qianhua from Batu Cave.
About Li Qianhua, everyone knows very little, only know that he has a very high status in the Batu Cave, not to mention the Heifeng Eight Monsters, even the Heifeng Shuangsha are afraid of him.
He was sitting in the gazebo, playing the piano with one hand, and what he was playing was also the wind rising from the big green mountains.
boom!
A thunder exploded.
Ten ways, one hundred ways, one hundred and thirty ways, one hundred and fifty ways...
As the thunder continued to explode in the sound of the piano, the expressions of the crowd became more and more shocked. At the end of the song, everyone in the arena stared wide-eyed. The shock was even more amazed, because Li Qianhua unexpectedly Playing the wind from Daqingshan out of a full two hundred layers of mystery.
This is two hundred layers of mystery!
You must know that Mr. Kumu, one of the best music masters in the Northwest, is nothing more than that!
"It's really scary for young people..."
Old Man Dead Wood sighed, and so did the rest of the group, thinking that the young people nowadays are really amazing, and it is unbelievable from generation to generation.
"It's just two hundred layers of mystery, it's not worth mentioning." The smile on the corner of Li Qianhua's mouth was just like his own, giving people a very sinister feeling, and he didn't look up, just said: "At least, I know this is nothing to Mr. Wuhen."
No trace
The Wuhen son of Changhong's sub-helm
Everyone looked over, and then remembered that among the Eighteen Nine Dragons who came to participate in the Five-Color Flower Festival today, besides Chi Yu, there was another Nine Dragons, and that was Mr. Wuhen.
Everyone knows about the Eighteen Elephants of Nine Dragons under Changhong's sub-helm, but few people know about Nine Dragons.
And this Wuhen is definitely the most low-key one in Kowloon.
The low-key people only know that he is one of the Nine Dragons under Changhong's sub-rudder, and they don't know anything else, such as how much he has cultivated and how strong he is, but there is one thing everyone knows, since he is Changhong's Nine Dragons, Naturally, it is extraordinary, and Akabane, who is also one of the Kowloons, respects him so arrogantly. If you think about it with your toes, you know that Wuhen is definitely not easy.
Compared with Akabane, he looks like a gentle and elegant young man, just sitting in the corner of the gazebo, as if he is looking at a music score, even if everyone's eyes are fixed on him, he just looks up and smiles faintly Said: "Brother Li is just joking, everyone should not take it seriously."
"I haven't seen you for a few years, but I didn't expect Mr. Wuhen to be so humble." Li Qianhua said with a smile: "If I remember correctly, you played two hundred mysteries in Feng Qi Da Qingshan a few years ago. , with your comprehension and talent, even today, you can play at least three hundred mysteries."
A stone stirs up a thousand waves.
After Li Qianhua's words fell, the audience was in an uproar.
They all stared at Wuhen, wondering if he could really play the wind from Daqingshan with more than three hundred mysteries.
And Wuhen didn't intend to play, but said softly: "With Miss Qingxi here, how dare I make a fool of myself."
"My lord is humble."
Hearing that Wuhen mentioned Qingxi, everyone remembered that it seemed that Miss Qingxi had far surpassed Senior Kumu in playing the wind from Daqingshan a few years ago, but no one knew whether it was true or not, so Everyone clamored for Qingxi to play a piece of wind blowing up Daqingshan live.
Qingxi was in a bit of a dilemma, not because of other reasons, but because playing the music required energy and spiritual power, and she would play a piece of the king's "Youth Walk" and "Dust Falls on the Five-Colored Mountain" later. Old Man Dead Wood hopes to use these two songs to let the old man let go of the guilt he felt towards the king in the past, and it doesn’t matter if the dust falls on the five-colored mountains for these two songs, but the song of youth needs to consume a lot of mental power. , her spirit will be overdrawn.
"My senior sister will play the King's Youth Journey later. In order to perfectly present the Northwest trip of the King's boyhood to everyone, my senior sister is not suitable for exhausting energy now." Said: "However, I can tell you that my senior sister has been able to play six hundred and eleven red thunder mysteries in the King's Wind Rises from Daqingshan Mountain."