Flowers of five colors bloom for five days, one color per day.
Such a marvelous scene of all flowers is absolutely unique in the Northwest.
There are countless people who come to enjoy the flowers every year.
certainly.
Some people are also waiting to pick up five-color petals after viewing the flowers.
There are still some people who want to enjoy the flowers only secondly, and more importantly, they want to listen to the beautiful men and women playing music at the flower show.
The Five Colors Flower Festival held in Wuse Mountain is no longer a pure flower festival, but more of a grand event belonging to the music world. At that time, almost everyone who is proficient in music in the Northwest will come. It is the last flower show held by the music master Kumu, and he has selflessly contributed many precious music scores for people to learn from. It is conceivable how lively the five-color flower show will be this year.
And indeed it is.
When Gu Qingfeng came to the five-color garden, it was already overcrowded, and all kinds of people paraded in the garden to enjoy the flowers.
Five-color flower, also known as five-element flower.
According to rumors, the five colors also represent the five elements of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth.
On the first day, the five-color flowers are golden yellow, colorful, and look like a sea of golden flowers at a glance.
Gu Qingfeng wandered among the flowers, feeling quite emotional in his heart, as if he had returned to his youth, the five-color flowers were still the same five-color flowers back then, but the people who admired the flowers were no longer those people.
There are many pavilions in the five-color garden, almost every 100 meters, and some music scores are placed in each pavilion.
These music scores were collected and re-transcribed by the dead wood predecessors with thousands of years of hard work, and there are many isolated copies of famous songs from ancient times.
Music scores these days are not uncommon, and they are not very valuable. There are a lot of them in the market.
However, that also depends on who transcribed the score.
The scores copied by people are different.
And copying the music score is not as simple as just copying it with a pen casually. If it is just copying, what is copied is indeed the music score, but it is just the tune and technique, and the mystery contained in the score cannot be copied.
If you want to transcribe the mystery contained in the score, you have to inject your own spirit.
This thing is the most precious.
It is not something ordinary people can do.
First of all, you have to be proficient in temperament, and your temperament attainments should not be low.
Even so, transcribing a score requires a lot of energy.
The musical scores displayed in the gazebo were all written by Senior Withered Wood, and he also copied them one by one. I don't know how much effort was spent on them.
A person's attainments in temperament are different, and his understanding of a piece of music is also different. At the same time, the music scores he copied contain more or less different mysteries. Senior Kumu was recognized as a master of rhythm in ancient times. Even if it can't compare with the authentic score, it can definitely reach as much as seven or eight percent.
And the value of such a music score in the market is no less than a mysterious magic weapon.
The more famous the music score is, the more mystery it contains, and the higher its value.
Now that Senior Withered Wood has displayed all the music scores that he has transcribed all his life, such selfless mind has to be admired.
There are so many pavilions in the huge garden, and there are several music books in each pavilion. I don’t know how many books were displayed this time, but every pavilion is full of people.
"Old Gu, do you still know the rhythm?"
Ever since he learned that Gu Qingfeng was the one who won Miss Qingxi, Fatty Li followed Gu Qingfeng like a follower all day long. Learn some chess skills from Gu Qingfeng, even if you can't hook up with the goddess Qingxi in the future, at least you can hook up with a pretty girl.
"Know a thing or two."
Gu Qingfeng was wandering in the garden, stopping to look at the music score every time he came to a gazebo.
"real or fake?"
Fatty Li was a little skeptical.
There are ten arts in immortality.
Every art can be called broad and profound.
And most ordinary people can only specialize in one kind of fairy art.
After all, a person's energy is limited, and this era is so crazy, focusing on martial arts or spells is the right way. For fairy arts such as piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, people like Fatty Li can only think about it, let alone him. Without this energy, even if you have it, you don't have this talent.
When he thought about it, Gu Qingfeng knew how to play chess. If he could play rhythm, he would be a genius among geniuses.
Thinking of this, Fatty Li felt a little envious and jealous. He also had two shoulders and one head, and both were Jindan cultivation bases. How could his chess skills be so high, and he also knew the rhythm? This is too unfair.
"Damn it! Is it true that everyone with the surname Gu is so powerful! If I had known this, we would be reincarnated with the surname Gu in the next life, no! Not only is the surname Gu, but we are also called Gu Qingfeng!"
Fatty Li felt very unbalanced in his heart, so he tried to ask: "Old Gu, your martial arts accomplishments should not be very good, right?"
"so so."
"Hey! It's good to be average! Let me just say, if you are proficient in one of the ten arts of immortality, you either don't know the other attainments, or even if you understand it, it's not very good." Hearing what Gu Qingfeng said, Fatty Li felt a little comforted, and smiled. Said: "Old Gu, let me tell you in secret, don't think we don't know how to play chess or rhythm, but our martial arts attainments are not weak, I also know formations, even though I'm only a Jindan cultivator, if I really fight, I will fight to the death of a Nascent Soul Experts are trivial."
"Yeah?"
"What's the matter? Don't you believe it? When the two of us compete to learn from each other in the evening, you won't be our opponent even if you make ten moves."
"Ha!" Gu Qingfeng laughed dumbly, and said, "Okay! That's the deal."
At this moment, there was a commotion in front of him. Gu Qingfeng thought something happened, looked over, and realized that it was the appearance of that little girl Qingxi who caused the commotion.
"The goddess is here! Gu, let's go, let's go and see."
"It's nothing to watch." Gu Qingfeng shook his head, and said, "That girl Qingxi is not flirtatious or promiscuous, and she won't even dance a sexy dance for you, what's so interesting about it."
"Old Gu, you have to pay attention to what you say. I heard it alone. If it spreads to other people's ears, you will definitely be beaten to death today. Those who came to the flower festival Half of them are aimed at Miss Qingxi, you must be careful."
"Got it, go and see for yourself first."
Gu Qingfeng was standing in the gazebo looking at a music score, when suddenly there was another commotion in front of him, and all kinds of screams could be heard endlessly.
"Good guy!"
Fatty Li looked up, and immediately said to Old Man Liu beside him, "Old Man Liu, your goddess is here too!"
"where?"
The honest old man Liu felt excited when he heard this, and looked around.
"That's right, Miss Qingxi's master, Liu Qingyan!"
Liu Qingyan
Hearing this name, Gu Qingfeng was taken aback, put down the score in his hand, and asked, "Is Liu Qingyan here too?"
"I said Old Gu, why are you so excited?"
"That is also my goddess!"