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Chapter 930 Memories in the sound of the piano

The three gentlemen claim to be proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, especially Dong Wenyong, who is a master of music in Zhenwu Xuanyuan. There were several powerful people in the half-step magical realm who competed with Dong Wenyong for piano, but they ended up being inferior to him. Eighth    No. 1 Middle School?                                                                                 

Of course, Dong Wenyong majored in Confucianism and Taoism and sword techniques, but he was also a little more involved in musical instruments such as music, piano, and Xiao.

Xu Hanwen still remembers that he was on the tribute of the master of the Baihua Valley with Dong Wenyong and Ning Caichen. He only talked loudly about a personal disciple of Zhenwu Xuan Palace who claimed to be literary and elegant, and performed a song. His skills in playing the piano were indeed good.

In order to promote him, everyone commented in a tide.

"I heard you, and I don't know the taste of meat in March."

"You are like a man who hears the sound. You are so handsome. Unfortunately, you are old. If you are as young and beautiful as the Guo sisters in Baihua Valley, you must be in harmony with your son Qinse."

"This song is known to be in heaven, how many times can I hear it in the world?"

...

The three gentlemen couldn't bear to listen. If the other party was really a good player, even if the comments were too much, they would endure it and would not break up the difficulties.

However, the other party is only skilled in his skill, but it is not worth mentioning in terms of realm. How can he bear the evaluation of everyone?

Especially Ning Caichen, who was violent at that time, became angry immediately.

"Are you all deaf?"

This drink immediately offended many people, especially the piano player in Zhenwu Xuan Palace, who wanted to draw his sword to face him.

In the end, the Lord of Baihua Valley came forward to mediate. Ning Caichen only needed to play a song, just be better than that person, and forgive him, otherwise...

The three gentlemen at that time were not famous in Zhenwu Xuanyuan.

Ning Caichen is not very good at this, but is just a little familiar with it.

Seeing that Ning Caichen was forced to blush, Dong Wenyong took out a white qin from the storage bag and shouted: "Just listen to you for a happy trip!"

You can hear the strings and know the elegant meaning.

Dong Wenyong just fiddled with the first note, shocking the audience, and invisible power enveloped the entire hall, attracting everyone.

When the last note fell, it was really a lingering sound. Everyone was intoxicated and didn't wake up for a long time. It took half an hour to hear Dong Wenyong shouting, and everyone woke up.

Everyone was speechless.

Since then, the three gentlemen have risen and become famous in Zhenwu Xuanyuan.

Ning Caichen has outstanding literary talent.

Dong Wenyong is proficient in music.

Xu Hanwen is a master of calligraphy and painting.

However, today, when the first note floated into their ears, the three of them were shocked, especially Dong Wenyong, who cried out in dismay: "The rhythm is the spirit! Enter the Tao with sound!"

Although Dong Wenyong's music is stronger, it is even stronger than many people who specialize in practicing the musical path, as soon as this sound comes out, he feels that he has met a master, at least as tall as ten stories taller than him.

This is just the first note, just like writing an article, the beginning is always dull, and ** is still coming.

Another sound came.

As the heaven and earth roared, Dong Wenyong trembled all over.

"This person is a genius and monster with the same music. Using the piano to enter the Tao can prove the magical power and the sound can prove the Tao!"

How knowledgeable is Dong Wenyong? He is not worse than the disciples of the Divine Channel.

Xu Hanwen and Ning Caichen naturally understood it, and they also understood how arrogant Dong Wenyong was in the musical path. They still remembered that Dong Wenyong once said: If I practice the musical path, I can be a piano and Xiao enters the magical power.

But now Dong Wenyong clearly showed a look of horror, which shows how shocked the other party was.

Who is playing the piano behind the curtains?

This is the real song that only exists in heaven and how many times can I hear on earth?

Like a fascination, like a dream.

The three gentlemen wish they could be immersed in the sound of the piano for the rest of their lives, intoxicated in it, and never come out for the rest of their lives.

Compared to the three gentlemen and three, Chen Fan was not proficient in the musical style, but it did not hinder his appreciation. It was just that he was deeply shocked by the first sound.

What shocked was not only the moving melody, but also... it seemed similar.

The sound came to his ears, his mind was in chaos, and the smoke was shrouded in the surroundings. He suddenly passed through the shackles of heaven and earth and returned to the Shanyue Sect.

That year, he luckily passed through the mountain gate hall, left from the Cave Heaven and Blessed Land, followed the master Duan Tianya to the fifth peak, and received him a charming woman.

"I am Chu Ya. You can call me Senior Sister Chu or Senior Sister Ya. Of course, if you call me Sister Ya, you will be surprised."

The woman was as slim as if she was dreaming, especially the top in her short skirt, her plump jade peaks and seductive legs, and her intoxicating smell...

That year, their neighbors were close to each other.

Chen Fan was immersed in the past, his mouth raised, and a warm current slipped through his heart. The past is like smoke, and life is like a dream.

The rhythm changes in vain, becoming more gentle and intoxicating.

At this time, Chen Fan seemed to have used countless thunder escapes and came to Cangyue Sect, the path leading to the restaurant.

He remembered someone sneak attack. After he counterattacked, he smelled a unique fragrance, and then he held a touch of gentleness, fullness and elasticity in his palm.

"What? Brother Chen ate senior sister's tofu and was about to wipe her mouth clean and leave? Are you all bad guys who lifted up your pants and refused to recognize others? It's not that Mr. Zhan is so affectionate and kind, and for the sake of Goddess Ji, he would make a big fuss in the Luoshen Palace, which has attracted all the female disciples in the world to dream day and night. You are all in the dreams. You shouldn't be irresponsible!"

...

The rhythm changes again.

In the illusion world of the void, the hall, the puppet.

A woman in pink clothes protects him, and the two of them have a blind date in their skin.

The rhythm changes again and becomes faster and faster, like turbulent flow, like waves, like strong wind...

At this time, Chen Fan was comprehending the ranking battle of the Eastern Region People List, and killed Han Wuqing with one sword... The ranking battle of the Eastern Region continued. Just when Shen Fan killed the Qianqian Fairy, the piano sound was tense, making people breathless, and then it was gentle and low, making people feel endless aftertaste...

The sound of the piano is getting lower and lower, like a lover's whisper, and he is reluctant to leave.

The sound of the piano is like a string of raindrops, forming a note of a piece of thought, soaking people's hearts.

The sound of the piano gradually fades.

...

When the last note fell, the sound of the piano came to an abrupt end, and a purple string cut along the central wall of the VIP room, like cutting a piece of tofu.

The strings were broken.

Curtains float.

Someone is coming.

Chen Fan had flashed before the curtain at some point, and his right hand stretched out as if he was stroking the old man's cheek. His voice was low and joyful, and there was a hint of longing.

"Senior Sister Chu, is it you?"

bump!

The piano lands and resonates.

The curtains floated, and a beautiful figure flashed, standing in front of Shen Fan, with a pair of dreamlike eyes, like dreams.

Four eyes are opposite.

The three gentlemen and three hearts were beating wildly when they saw the visitor!

There is such a beautiful woman in Zhenwu Xuanyuan!

To describe it as a beauty, it is simply an insult!

No... the beauty seemed...it seemed...crying...she looked at fellow Taoist Chen...crying...

this……

"Junior Brother Chen."

A sweet voice.

"You've been wiped out." Chen Fan touched her cheek and sighed. Then, his eyes came back to his senses, but he subconsciously glanced at her Yufeng, "It's bigger again."

This woman, who was like a passerby in life, left a deep impression on him and had a unique taste.

"I'm going to die! I always like to take advantage of me!" The woman said, but she couldn't help but hug Chen Fan's hand that was pressing against her cheek.

"I haven't taken advantage of it for a long time. I'm a little unfamiliar, but my eyes are still a little slower." Chen Fan smiled.

"Follow me and teach you a lesson!"

ps: The fourth update. Do you know who she is? Haha...
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