Chen Jialuo, a scholar who made many mistakes, had a soft temper. Although he found it incredible that Huang Yaoshi eliminated him, as a junior, he still felt convinced by Huang Yaoshi's ruling.
However, Chen Jialuo had nothing to say, which did not mean that his escort Yuan Shixiao and several others had nothing to say. Although this evaluation has no direct relationship with the other three groups of people, if the next two games are also so unfair, then this recruitment will be meaningless from the beginning.
Murong Qiudi waved her long sleeves in her hand, her body was as graceful as a thundering giant, and she moved like a dragon. She came to Huang Yaoshi in surprise and bowed to Huang Yaoshi.
"Island Master Huang, although I have never seen much of the world, I still know that a pearl like that in Nephew Chen Xian's hand would be worth a thousand pieces of gold in a pawn shop..."
Murong Qiudi's words made Yuan Shixiao, who originally wanted to stand up for Chen Jialuo, look much better. Although the sentence "not worth a thousand pieces of gold" was a bit exaggerated, it was enough to illustrate the value of the sea pearl.
"... As for the wood carving of Gang Leader Qiao, if I read it correctly, it should be carved by Ling Ai, right? If Island Master Huang wants to say, the statue of Ling Ai carved from the peach trees of Peach Blossom Island will be sincere in your heart. It’s more serious, so I won’t be able to say anything else next… But I’m afraid this matter won’t be convincing to everyone!”
Sincerity is inherently subjective. Perhaps in Huang Yaoshi's mind, the statue of his daughter is really more sincere than the pearl! After all, the standard for judging honesty in this first game is not fixed.
And who is Huang Yaoshi? As Dongxie, he has a strong sense of arrogance, and the people who came to his Peach Blossom Island today are not ordinary. In the future, his disciples will have to hang out in the world, and they will inevitably have to deal with them, so he directly raised the wooden sculpture in his hand to speak honestly and honestly.
"In terms of this wood carving alone, the skill is not inferior to that of any wood carving master in the world, but the material is only peach wood from my island, so the value of this wood carving is only a hundred taels at most, and it still has to be worth this price in the eyes of knowledgeable people! "
What Huang Yaoshi said was fair and impartial. The other groups of people nodded and said that these words made sense.
Huang Rong, who was listening on the sidelines, looked complaining, blaming her father Huang Yaoshi for coming to such a conclusion. In her opinion, Le Yuan's wood carvings were priceless treasures.
Huang Yaoshi glanced at Ouyang Feng and other accompanying people, and then continued to look at the wooden carving in his hand with deep meaning.
"However, this wood carving is not just a wood carving. Each carving of this wood carving contains a set of extremely profound sword skills. Its martial arts attainments are no less profound than mine. Such treasures are of great significance to people like us. Isn’t it priceless to a martial artist?”
Are knife skills hidden in wood carvings
Both Ouyang Feng and Murong Qiudi looked as if they had seen a ghost after hearing these words. They looked at Huang Yaoshi with an expression that almost said "Aren't you kidding me?"
Everyone in this world knows that Qiao Feng's fame relies on a pair of fleshy palms and the golden bell that he has practiced to the ninth level. Not to mention that he has seen this sword technique before, and there is not even a little rumor about it
But regardless of whether they believed it or not, after Huang Yaoshi handed the wooden sculpture to several people present to take a look, almost everyone fell silent. With their state of mind, they can clearly see that there is indeed a unique sword skill in the wood carving. The more they look at it, the more intoxicated they become. It seems that it can make people inadvertently have the idea that it is not a bad idea to die by this sword.
"Nephew Qiao, I wonder if your sword technique has a name. Who taught it to you?"
"I came to understand this sword technique after observing the carvings of a strange man. If I were to name it, I might as well call it 'One Night in the Small House Listening to the Spring Rain'."
Le Yuan's words were naturally a mixture of truth and falsehood. All the names Chun Yu heard in this small building all night were false, but what he realized was true. Combining the one-hit kill of Xiao Li's flying sword, combining the spirit, energy and spirit into one sword, combined with the inscription of Dugu Qiu defeat seen in the Dugu Sword Tomb, he created a sword move that can defeat all kinds of magic with one sword. It's a pity that This is just a rough idea, even Le Yuan himself has not yet mastered it, but the inspiration it provides to others is still very valuable.
Having said this, no matter how dissatisfied Yuan Shixiao is, he has nothing to say in the face of such a result. Who knows that his apprentice is really a corrupt scholar.
As Huang Yaoshi waved his hand, his subordinates Lu Chengfeng and others immediately called on the deaf-mute servants on the island to move the musical instruments into the hall one by one.
Huang Yaoshi looked at the remaining four people present and said: "Four nephews, I love instrumental music most in my life. You must know that music can affect people's hearts. The four nephews might as well choose their familiar musical instruments to play a song with me. Let me see What are the true intentions of these good nephews?"
Huang Yaoshi wants to test the people here, probably not only the human heart, but also music theory. In addition, Huang Yaoshi's famous blue sea tide song, I'm afraid even their respective skills are also the object of the test.
Among the people here, Xu Zhu probably has the biggest headache. After all, when it comes to the musical instruments he played in the Shaolin Temple, I don't know if "wooden fish" and "bronze bell" count. Compared to the other three, he is at a disadvantage. maximum.
Le Yuan swam among a group of musical instruments, and finally sat in front of a guqin. Murong Heng played his jade flute Haiyue Qinghui, Ouyang Ke chose the guzheng, and Xu Zhu simply chose A drum.
Seeing that the four of them had chosen their respective instruments, Huang Yaoshi smiled slightly, and then a flute sound that was more shocking than Lu Chengfeng suddenly enveloped the four people present.
Along with Huang Yaoshi's performance, the four of them also began to use their own instruments to cater to Huang Yaoshi's flute sound.
From the beginning, there was a clear hierarchy of musical literacy among the four of them. Xu Zhu was undoubtedly the lowest, and the second to last was Ouyang Ke. On the contrary, Le Yuan, who had always been thought to be incompetent in music, showed that he was not inferior to Jiangnan's No. 1 musician. A piece of music by Murong Heng.
But all this was just the beginning. As Huang Yaoshi injected his skills into the sound of the piano, although this was not a music piece like Bihaichaoshengqu, it still caused confusion in the performance of a group of people present.
However, the confusion improved as everyone used their own skills. However, Ouyang Ke, who was the weakest in skills, seemed a little overwhelmed, and Xu Zhu, who had the lowest musical literacy, was even more confused in his drumming.
Among the group of onlookers, even Ah Qing, who had no knowledge of music, made a comment at this time: "That guy with a mustache and short hair doesn't even like the sheep to listen to his performance. I'm afraid he would have scared the sheep away." , I thought it was a wolf coming!”
As the music entered its climax, Huang Yaoshi used his special skills, combining his own artistic conception with the true meaning of the blue sea tide to bring the four people present into their own illusions.
Although in the eyes of outsiders, the bodies of the four of them are still playing steadily, the spirits of the four of them have fallen into the depths of their respective consciousnesses.
The music of the blue sea is not only the ebb and flow of the tide, but also the various aspects of life. Huang Yaoshi's words before the start of the second game were not just rhetoric, but he really wanted to use the sound of the piano to test the temperament and virtue of the four of them.
Ouyang Ke was extravagant in the first half of his life and had countless concubines. Although there was a slight change after seeing Huang Rong, a dog cannot change his nature, and a country cannot change its nature. In the fantasy world, he failed to find a bride and fell into a dissolute state. He spent the whole day lost in the drama, wine emptied his body, and sex paralyzed his will.
As Ouyang Ke indulged in the fantasy, his playing in reality also deteriorated, and all he played was overwhelming.
Xu Zhu, on the other hand, once again returned to the Shaolin Temple where he had not seen for a long time in the environment, and resumed his simple life of chanting sutras, meditating, fetching water and chopping firewood. Although it was simple, it was the life he hoped for most in his heart.
In reality, Xu Zhu hit the drum head again and again, and the sound of the drum actually brought out Sanskrit sounds. Xu Zhu felt like an enlightened monk in this.
Immediately afterwards, Murong Heng said that he was in the best mood. He returned to Yanziwu and lived a life of "drunk on the knees of beauties, waking up to dominate the world" with a group of his confidante. Unlike Ouyang Ke, who is addicted to women and has no idea of himself, Murong Heng, who is still in a fantasy world but still has some control over himself, can still sense some changes in the outside world.
Murong Heng's timbre did not change much, and the melody echoed Huang Yaoshi's music, living up to his reputation as the best flute player in Jiangnan.
When it comes to being eye-catching, Le Yuan has to be mentioned.
If his piano sound was steady before entering the fantasy world, then after entering the environment, the piano sound would have the meaning of kingly killing. It was like the arrival of a king, and the sound of the piano actually seemed to control Huang Yaoshi's flute sound. It did not actively cater to Huang Yaoshi, but guided Huang Yaoshi's flute sound to cooperate with him.
Bursts of rapid piano sounds came from Le Yuan's hand, and even Ah Qing and others who were watching were immersed in Le Yuan's artistic conception by the bursts of piano sounds.
Don't talk about the matter of making a marquis, because one general will make thousands of bones wither.
The battlefield is ruthless, and life and death are determined by fate. This is everything in the illusion that Le Yuan has experienced. In this illusion, it seems that the entire world has become his enemy, and every step he takes is accompanied by mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
In the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, Le Yuan stood on the top of the corpses and bones, and the person who accompanied him and looked down at all living beings with him turned out to be—Huang Rong
Almost everyone who saw this scene was forcibly ejected from the illusion in the next second. They could not forget the scene they just saw, as if it was something that really happened, not an illusion.
When the song was played, Ouyang Ke, one of the four people who had finished playing, was covered in sweat. His embarrassed appearance was incomparable to that of the other three.
From this point of view, there is no need for anyone else to say anything about this third game. No matter how you look at it, Ouyang Ke's performance is the most outrageous.
Ouyang Ke himself looked dejected, and seemed to feel that his performance was too poor and he might not be able to escape the fate of being eliminated.
"Ahem, in terms of piano skills this round, Nephew Qiao Xian and Nephew Murong Xian are neck and neck. Although Nephew Ouyang is slightly inferior in musical skills, he is still at the level of a famous teacher. Even Nephew Xu is quite good. Insightful…”
This is what I say to save face for a group of people. In terms of level, how can Xu Zhu be ranked high
"... However, this round is not just a test of piano skills, but also a test of your virtue through piano skills. Nephew Ouyang Xian is romantic by nature, and I am afraid he is not compatible with my daughter... "
Ouyang Ke lowered his head in despair. Others didn't mean anything about this result, but Huang Yaoshi hadn't finished speaking yet.
"... Nephew Xu Xian, the same goes for you. I'm afraid I'm not a good match for my little girl. You two will be eliminated this round!"