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Chapter 222

Qin Chen nodded silently.

The middle-aged man entered the pavilion, sat down and looked at Qin Chen.

"It's really hard to imagine that the long-lost Fuyao could actually be played by a boy who looks to be sixteen or seventeen years old."

Hearing this, Qin Chen smiled lightly and said: "The Fuyao song is the most suitable for the Fuyao Qin. The sound of the Qin is so gentle that it can linger around the beam for three days. It's not an exaggeration to describe it."

"It's just that I haven't played the piano for a long time, so I feel a lot rusty."

As soon as these words came out, the middle-aged man was slightly startled.

"May I ask, sir, where can I get the score of Fuyao?"

"Where? It's printed in my mind!"

Qin Chen smiled lightly and didn't say much.

"hehe……"

The middle-aged man smiled lightly and said: "It is said that tens of thousands of years ago, the founders of the Yunlan Empire, Yun Zhongfei and Lan Qingqing, were respected as the musical couple. They were both musical and martial arts masters, and they were extremely powerful."

"And I was fortunate enough to meet Venerable Qingyun, who was very famous in Jiuyou Continent at that time, and was recommended by Venerable Qingyun. I was even given the supreme honor of playing a song for Emperor Jiuyou."

"And the two music lovers received the guidance of Emperor Jiuyou. From then on, the road to music cultivation has been smooth."

"It is said that at that time, Emperor Jiuyou passed on the music of the four great harps and flutes to two musical couples, and that was how the Yunlan Empire emerged."

"Even after tens of thousands of years have passed, the four songs are respected as the Four Divine Comedies."

"The outside world says that the Four Divine Comedies have been passed down from generation to generation in the Yunlan Empire, but this is not true."

The middle-aged man spoke word by word, appearing to be very patient.

"Nine Heavens Leading Phoenix Song and Fuyao Song are two of them!"

The middle-aged man said and looked at Qin Chen with twinkling eyes.

But at this moment, Qin Chen's expression remained unchanged and he did not speak.

The middle-aged man cupped his hands and said: "Xia Yun Qingyu, I wonder what I call you?"

"Qin Chen!"

"Mr. Qin, I am willing to exchange any treasure for the music in Mr. Qin's hands. I wonder if Mr. Qin can pass it down?"

"Change?"

Qin Chen smiled calmly and said, "You are not qualified yet."

not qualified!

The middle-aged man was startled at this moment.

Then he smiled, the young man in front of him was very interesting.,

"Nine Heavens Leading the Phoenix and Fuyao are both profound pieces of music. If you want me to pass them on to you, I'd like to see if you have the talent."

Qin Chen said again: "If you just want to get these two songs from me and sell them at a high price, then you have made the wrong idea!"

As soon as these words came out, Yun Qingxiao was stunned again.

This Qin Chen is really interesting.

"Is it possible to borrow Mr. Qin's Changqin?"

Nodding, Qin Chen stood up.

Yun Qingyu didn't say much, she played the piano with both hands and plucked the strings, and the sound of the piano sounded gracefully at this moment.

Sometimes it spins low, sometimes it rises high, like a rushing mountain river, which makes people feel majestic, and it is also like a graceful stream, jumping slowly.

"how?"

After finishing the song, Yun Qingyu looked at Qin Chen and said again.

"so so!"

As soon as these words came out, Ye Ziqing and Li Lanting were both stunned.

As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, while insiders watch the door.

Although the two of them didn't understand, Yun Qingyu's piano music sounded very pleasant, giving people a sense of peace of mind.

Qin Chen opened his mouth and said, "You don't have to be dissatisfied. I can tell that you have been immersed in the music for at least thirty years. Unfortunately, it is just average."

"What you are playing is a fuyao. This piece of music is incomplete. It is indeed impressive that you can produce such an effect with the incomplete piece."

"But the sound of the piano is so craftsmanlike!"

As soon as these words came out, Yun Qingyu trembled, raised her hands and said solemnly: "Please give me some advice, Mr. Qin!"

Qin Chen sat down and spoke slowly.

Time passed bit by bit. In the pavilion, Qin Chen was talking endlessly, while Yun Qingyu beside him was already dumbfounded.

"Whether it's a harp, a flute, a drum, etc., the music and rhythm are the same, but in fact, the final form is the sound of all things in the world. Following the way of nature is the great way!"

Qin Chen took a breath and said: "The world is too arrogant after all..."

One conversation made Yun Qingyu feel like he was enlightened.

"Thank you very much, Mr. Qin!"

Yun Qingyu clenched her hands into fists at this moment and said extremely seriously.

It is really hard to imagine that a boy who looks to be sixteen or seventeen years old actually understands the music cultivation method of the side sect so thoroughly.

This is simply incredible!

Every word and every word Qin Chen said was extremely admirable.

"I think you have some talent in music cultivation, so I can pass this music on to you!" Qin Chen said calmly at this moment.

Hearing this, Yun Qingyu's whole heart beat violently.

"Thank you, Mr. Qin!"

This time, Yun Qingyu was more respectful.

Fuyao, no matter how Qin Chen learned all the music, if it could be passed down to him, it would be a great success for the Yun family!

"over there!"

At this moment, a shout suddenly sounded.

Outside the pavilion, more than a dozen figures were swarming in at this moment.

The leader was arrogant and twisted as he walked, as if his back was injured.

It was Wang Chengfeng who was whipped away by Ye Ziqing.

But at this moment, following Wang Chengfeng was a man who looked about seventeen or eighteen years old.

The man has fair features, but there is a hint of arrogance and coldness between his eyebrows.

"Brother Wang Jiao is that boy!"

Wang Chengfeng pointed his hand and looked at Qin Chen, biting his teeth with hatred.

Dare to touch him in Yunlan Academy? You are seeking death!

"I want to see who is so brave and dares to touch my Wang Jiao!"

Wang Jiao took a step forward at this moment and looked at the people in front of him.

"Are you Qin Chen?" Wang Jiao snorted and said, "How dare you touch my people? Now, come here and beg for mercy, otherwise..."

Looking at the dozens of figures, Qin Chen did not move at all.

"I just told you that the melodiousness and power of a piece of music does not depend on its high pitch or low pitch. Now, I just want to show you!"

Qin Chen completely ignored Wang Jiao at this moment.

Sit down and play the piano with both hands.

"A heartbreaking song!"

The ferocious piano sound suddenly sounded at this moment.

A bang suddenly spread, and beside Wang Jiao, Wang Chengfeng's face turned pale at this moment, a bloody blade appeared on his chest, and he screamed and fell to the ground.

The sound of the piano sounded again.

Suddenly, attacks followed the sound, showing an extremely proud killing aura.

boom……

In an instant, under the melodious sound of the piano, a terrifying wave of musical energy suddenly erupted, killing him directly.

The sound of "dong dong dong" sounded, and the dozens of figures, before they even approached the pavilion, were repelled one by one by the sound of the piano.

Looking at this scene, Yun Qingyu looked even more surprised at the moment.

Qin Chen's aura and piano music are a perfect combination.

Unless one has been immersed in the art of music for hundreds of thousands of years, it would be impossible to achieve this method! But now, a sixteen-year-old boy has done it!

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