The essence of practicing piano is to cultivate the mind.
Pei Lu seems to be taciturn and calm-minded.
But when something really happens, I still feel confused and at a loss.
Just like just now, when he learned that Ling Tian knew his junior brother Qin Wenge, he immediately lost his composure.
"If you don't understand the sound of the piano, how dare you judge me?"
Pei Lu was stung by Ling Tian's words, and anger gradually surged into his heart.
He knew that his talent in piano music was indeed not as good as that of his junior brother Qin Wenge.
Before going down the mountain to join the world, his master also repeatedly asked him to hone his character.
But he doesn't want to admit it!
"What I said is wrong, isn't it?"
Ling Tian glanced at Pei Lu and smiled slightly.
"Of course not! Do you dare to listen to my song again?"
Pei Lu shouted coldly, moved his palm slightly, and the power of true energy filled the air.
The guqin, which was originally lying horizontally on the banquet table, was erected in front of him under the pull of a force of true energy.
When everyone in the hall saw this, their expressions suddenly became exciting.
Pei Lu is well versed in the art of qin music.
Just from Pei Lu's previous song, they could tell that Pei Lu was no ordinary person.
Now, Pei Lu is about to take action.
Shangguan Yunze remained silent, his eyes were slightly cold, and there was a hint of coldness at the corner of his mouth.
His understanding of Pei Lu is far superior to anyone else here.
In his opinion, now that Pei Lu is angry, Ling Tian will undoubtedly die.
Everyone saw Pei Lu holding the guqin in one hand and pressing the strings with the other.
As his fingers moved slightly, the heart-shaking piano sound sounded, like thousands of troops galloping towards Ling Tian.
""Guangling San"?"
Ling Tian's eyes narrowed when he heard the sound, and he subconsciously whispered something.
As far as he knew, Qin Wenge was good at playing ten pieces of music.
Since Pei Lu came from the same school as Qin Wen, the singer, he must also be proficient in these ten ancient songs.
"Pingsha Luoyan" is one of the ten songs, and "Guangling San" is also one of the ten songs.
However, unlike "Goose Falling on the Sand", "Guangling San" is a song of killing and killing, and the murderous intention is pervasive and pervasive in the song.
"So what if you know this song?"
Ling Tian once again said the title of the song, and Pei Lu was no longer as surprised as before.
As he spoke coldly, his eyes bloomed with murderous intent.
The piercing sound of the piano is getting faster and faster.
The sound wave is like a knife, tearing forward.
Everyone in the hall sighed secretly when they heard the sound.
Although the sound of Pei Lu's zither pointed towards Ling Tian.
But they still heard the chilling tone from the tune.
At this time, Ling Tian had already released his true energy power.
He knew that "Guangling San" was not as easy to resist as "Pingsha Luoyan".
Although his expression was still calm, he stood up from his seat.
"Today's banquet, you have presented music to all of you! It would be a bit rude if I didn't present something!"
After standing up, Ling Tian said with a smile.
After saying this, he immediately turned over his hand and took out the divine pattern pen.
"What is he going to do?"
Many people saw confusion on their faces when they saw Ling Tian taking out the divine pattern pen.
They all know that Ling Tian is a sword cultivator.
If you want to fight, why not take a sword?
"Could it be?"
Shen Yuan's eyes focused for a moment, and he vaguely realized something, and his eyes immediately locked on Ling Tian.
Under the sound of the piano, Ling Tian took two strides forward.
After arriving at the center of the banquet hall, he unfolded a long scroll with a wave of his hand.
"He wants to paint?"
Ling Tian's move made everyone stunned.
Unfold the scroll and hold the divine pattern pen in your hand.
This is to make divine pattern painting!
"Does he still have the heart to paint now?"
Immediately afterwards, everyone became confused again.
Faced with Pei Luqinyin's offensive, Ling Tian actually wanted to paint divine patterns?
Can painting also match the sound of the piano?
Before anyone could figure out what was going on, Ling Tian had already picked up the divine pattern pen in his hand.
The power of the soul is injected into the pen, and then gathered at the tip of the pen.
Then he lifted it forward a little, and a divine pattern of light flashed out, and the mysterious divine pattern fell on the scroll, which was generous and brilliant.
In an instant, the divine pattern bloomed like a lotus and evolved into a lifelike goshawk.
"Um?"
Pei Lu was also surprised by Ling Tian's actions before. He was just playing the piano to create momentum, and did not actually use a killing move against Ling Tian.
But at this moment, he noticed the extraordinary nature of the goshawk transformed by Ling Tian.
Simply, he no longer hesitated.
The five fingers trembled, and the strings made a harsh sound, and he stabbed Ling Tian like a sharp sword.
"Condensation!"
Ling Tian's expression remained calm, and he raised his pen a little.
In the painting, the goshawk passed by instantly and soared from the ground with the power of divine patterns lingering around it.
A pair of sharp claws flashed with metallic luster, whistling and grabbing the oncoming Sound Wave sword!
bass!
A harsh sound resounded in the hall.
The divine goshawk that had just taken off was instantly blown away.
The sharp sound wave sword that was originally killing was also shot at the surroundings randomly under the claws of the divine goshawk.
Seeing this, the expressions of everyone in the hall changed slightly, and they all used their own methods to block the sound waves that were shooting towards them.
Elder Huangfu frowned, and immediately waved his hand to release a true energy shield, protecting Tong Xinye's body.
All the people present were True Yuan realm warriors, and so was Tong Xinye.
However, others are not affected by the aftermath of the fight between Ling Tian and Pei Lu.
Tong Xinye could hardly resist the aftermath.
After all, her martial arts strength is too weak.
Fortunately, Elder Huangfu was around to ensure that he had no worries.
"It's the battle mark!"
Tong Kai, who was sitting in the main seat, narrowed his eyes and stared at the soaring goshawk with divine patterns, and he understood.
What Ling Tian wants to make is not a simple divine pattern painting.
This is the plan to fight Pei Lu with the battle mark.
"The battle mark?"
Shen Yuan whispered, with strong jealousy in his eyes.
He could guess that Ling Tian's battle patterns must have been learned from the battle pattern catalog.
And he came to the Divine Weapon City from the Holy Land of the Emperor for the War Pattern Catalog of the Weapon Refining Guild.
"In three days, the battle patterns carved by this boy have reached this level?"
Elder Huangfu raised his eyebrows, also a little surprised.
As an eighth-level weapon refiner in the Weapon Refining Guild, Elder Huangfu has obviously also come into contact with the War Pattern Catalog.
The carving of battle divine patterns is not difficult in itself, especially for some divine pattern geniuses.
But it is not an easy task to truly reveal the power of the battle pattern in battle.
Ling Tian just did a great job!
Of course, Pei Lu's piano sound is not weak either.
Compared with the way of divine patterns, the way of piano sound is undoubtedly more difficult to practice.
There are even fewer people practicing it, and those who have mastered it are even rarer.
"snort!"
Noticing the expressions on everyone's faces, Pei Lu felt very unhappy.
Immediately, he placed the guqin horizontally on his knees and moved the strings rapidly with his ten fingers.
The sound of the piano became more and more urgent, and waves of sound roared out, tearing towards the divine-patterned goshawk.
The god-patterned goshawk stared at Pei Lu with his deep eyes, letting the sound waves bombard him without any intention of avoiding him.
Ouch!
A sharp eagle roar came out, disrupting the rhythm of the music.
The goshawk flapped its wings forward, and its claws like divine soldiers struggled to grab the guqin in front of Pei Lu.