Seeing that Mr. Wushuang was not humble, Bai Yizhou continued to smile and said, "As we all know, my Holy Lady Youlan loves music and often performs on weekdays. At tomorrow's banquet, I have to ask Mr. Wushuang to give me some advice."
Mr. Wushuang picked up a glass of wine and chuckled softly: "I dare not say anything else. Wushuang does have some experience in the musical way. For example, now, although the sound of the sage of the Youlan Saint is beautiful, it is somewhat inaccurate enough."
"Xi Qin is characterized by softness and lyricism, but its background is ultimately sadness and sorrow. If you cannot understand these two points, you cannot play the essence of it."
Bai Yizhou and others thoughtfully, nodded, not knowing whether they really understand or falsely understood, and smiled and said, "So that's it. I'll wait for Mr. Wushuang tomorrow and shine!"
Mr. Wushuang smiled and said, "I have just come to the East Wilderness. If you want to make a name for yourself, you still need some help."
Bai Yizhou and the other two looked at each other, with a smile on their faces, probably knowing what Mr. Wushuang is going to do.
He wanted to communicate with the holy land to make a name for himself. In short, he wanted to use the name of the number one holy land in the East Wilderness to express himself.
"It's okay, if I go to the Dragon Empire in the future, I will have to rely on Mr. Wushuang to introduce him!"
Several people understood and responded at the same time.
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The next morning, Youlan Sheng Wuchen Palace seemed particularly lively.
Wuchen Palace is the sect’s gate. If there are no distinguished guests visiting on weekdays, it is usually prohibited from entering others.
In the square in front of Wuchen Palace, a banquet had already been placed, and almost all the famous disciples of the Tiandao Sect came.
There are also many inner disciples who took this opportunity to come outside, wanting to observe the style of Mr. Wushuang.
After all, everyone has heard of it since the Kagura family.
However, this time, he visited the Holy Legend of the Shinto Pavilion disciples, not only came alone, but also many Shinto Pavilion disciples.
The so-called communication in holy land, everyone knows it well, which means that the two young disciples of the two sects compete for each other.
Similar communications are almost interrupted, and relatively less eye-catching. What will really cause a frenzy is the Yulan Flower Festival. When the flower festival is held, not only the six holy places, but also the two leaders of the Eastern Wilderness Zhengmo Demon will go.
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At present, only the disciples of the two sects care more about this exchange.
After all, young people are full of energy and still attach great importance to the honor and disgrace of the sect. In the past, the Shendao Pavilion was almost defeated when the two sects exchanged.
This time, Mr. Wushuang led the team and the Holy Legend disciples of the Shindao Pavilion were all holding their anger to find the place.
In the square in front of Wuchen Palace, tables and chairs had already been placed, and the disciples of the two sects sat opposite each other.
On the Tiandao Sect, the Saint Youlan sat in the middle, while the Shendao Pavilion was headed by Mr. Wushuang.
Those who are qualified to sit in it will have at least five-century Nirvana, most of which are six-century Nirvana, while seven-century Nirvana are the top ones.
As for the eight-century Nirvana, it is quite rare.
Most of the Holy Disciples whose cultivation level can reach the eight-yuan Nirvana are over fifty years old, and eight-yuan Nirvana with less than fifty is quite rare.
Generally, similar communication is basically limited to the younger generation, and few older generations are involved.
The same is true for the Shindao Pavilion. Unless the real Yulan Flower Club and the two leaders of the righteous and demons gather together, the most top figures will appear.
Wang Ziyue, Chen Zhong and Ouyang He sat together. He looked at him but could not see Lin Yun.
"The main master has arrived, why haven't he arrived yet? Could it be that he is trapped?" Prince Yue muttered.
"Who are you talking about?" Chen Zhong said curiously.
"It's okay." Wang Ziyue forced a smile.
After all the people were counted, Bai Shuying simply welcomed everyone in Shinto Pavilion, and the banquet was about to officially begin.
"I have something to say below."
At this moment, Mr. Wushuang suddenly spoke and smiled warmly as the wind.
"What does Mr. Wushuang have to say, but it's okay to say it."
Bai Shuying couldn't understand his intentions and said politely.
"The two sects have been exchanged for a long time, but Wushuang is a newcomer and wants to take this opportunity to present a song to the saint."
He is generous, confident, open and honest, and his smile makes people feel like spring breeze.
As soon as this statement came to an end, many people on the Tiandao Sect frowned slightly, and looked at Mr. Wushuang with much hostility.
After all, Bai Shuying is in the Tiandao Sect, and there are many pursuers. She almost instinctively united with the same hatred of the enemy when facing Mr. Wushuang.
"This guy really came to Saint Youlan, and the two sects exchanged are the reason."
"So what about the Kagura Family? I really think I am worthy of the Holy Lady Youlan."
"Pretending."
Many people whispered in a low voice, their faces not very good-looking.
When I looked at Mr. Wushuang, I felt that it was a wild boar urging his own cabbage.
"Hahaha, I have heard that Mr. Wushuang has a great musical sound. Mr. Bai has been famous for a long time. Please, Mr. Wushuang."
Bai Yizhou, who had communicated with Mr. Wushuang in advance, smiled and clapped his hands in front of Bai Shuying.
"I heard that people from the Kagura family have played in front of the Dragon Queen, and Ye has been famous for a long time."
Ye Qinghong smiled slightly and followed the words.
"Young Master Wushuang, I'm afraid you've prepared for a long time." Zhang Kui said with a smile.
Many of the holy disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect frowned slightly and looked at the three of them with some dissatisfaction.
He is obviously a saint of the Tiandao Sect, so why do he help outsiders speak?
Seeing this, Bai Shuying said lightly: "Please."
Mr. Wushuang smiled, took out the guqin and started playing it. He was playing an ancient song.
But it is an ancient song and a fu of lovesickness that everyone has heard.
The intention was obvious, which was quite obvious provocation. Wang Ziyue and others felt the passionate intention of Mr. Wushuang to the Saint Youlan in the song.
He is quite confident and skillful in his skills, but the so-called ancient songs are not at all difficult in his hands.
Even if Wang Ziyue and others were very upset when they saw him, they had to admit that this prime minister had a very good level of love.
Regardless of artistic conception, pitch, technique, and even the strange phenomena generated by musical notes are perfect.
With the blessing of the sound of sages, the strings of the piano resounded like the sound of nature, echoing in the sky, floating to the sky and all directions of the world.
After the song was over, everyone came to their senses for a while. Wang Ziyue and others looked at Mr. Wushuang and became much more serious.
This guy is not kind to come.
"The autumn wind is weak and the grass is deep, and the white clouds are deep, and where can I find the flowing water in the mountains. Sorrow is cold and deserted, and lovesickness is hard to stop, and lovesickness is hard to eliminate..."
With the lingering sound surrounding, Mr. Wushuang chanted a few words softly and laughed softly, "I'm so ugly."
Bai Shuying seemed to be moved. Nie Wushuang played this poem of love and missing, which aroused some soft emotions in her heart.
Where can I find the mountains and flowing water? Isn’t it the same person she thinks about? There is nowhere to be found, and I can only wait.
"Young Master Wushuang is indeed worthy of his reputation." Bai Shuying and others said softly after the lingering voices disappeared.
Her voice was crisp, like a broken jade, and she could hear it so pleasantly.
Mr. Wushuang's mouth curled slightly and said with a smile: "You are polite to Saint."
"This song is just like this, and I can also have a little music. I wonder if Mr. Wushuang can give me some advice."
On the Tiandao Sect, alone playing with the wine glass, looking at Mr. Wushuang and saying provocatively.
Prince Yue hurriedly looked at it, it was Zhouxu, the Holy Spirit Academy.
The Holy Spirit Academy mainly practices the way of spiritual patterns and practices the necessary spiritual power of spiritual patterns, so there are many saints who understand music.
Zhou Xu was the best among them. When he saw that Mr. Wushuang played the lovesickness fu directly, he was immediately dissatisfied.
Not only him, but also the disciples of the Holy Legend of the Heavenly Dao Sect’s faces were not very good-looking.
Isn’t it clear that I want to steal the Saint Youlan when I play this lovesick poem in front of them?
"Oh? Have a conversation."
Mr. Wushuang said with a smile.
"That's what it means."
Zhou Xu put down his wine glass, his eyebrows were sharp and his eyes were full of fighting spirit.
If his musical attainments may be worse than the other party, but if he talks about mental power, he asks himself that he is much better than the other party.
"I really don't know how to live or die. I actually took the initiative to communicate music with Mr. Wushuang. Don't you know that he is the prince of the Kagura family?"
"The Heavenly Dao Sect actually has such a fool."
"hehe."
Many of the Holy Disciples of the Shindao Pavilion all showed a playful look on their faces and a little disdain in their eyes.
They are extremely confident about Mr. Wushuang. During this exchange between the two sects, Mr. Wushuang will definitely help the Shindao Pavilion to find the place.
Saint Youlan will also be impressed by Mr. Wushuang!
Soon, the exchange between the two sides began.
Many saints of the Heavenly Dao Sect were all worried about Zhou Xu. He admired his courage, but he also knew that this "communication" would probably lose.
The two are called communication, but they are actually about learning.
The tune just started, and in an instant it felt like you were on the battlefield, and the sound of golden swords and iron horses continued to spread.
The sound of Zhou Xu's piano was like ten thousand people roaring and ten thousand horses roaring together.
The wolf smoke rolled under the black clouds, and the sound of killing was shaking as the blood blade waving. Everyone was stunned, but they didn't expect that Zhou Xu was really good at music.
He has already mastered the sound of sages, and he is also playing the song of killing and attacking Canglang Fury.
"It's interesting."
Young Master Wushuang was slightly stunned, and then he also played the rage of the wolf.
roar!
The two of them competed for music, and the square in front of Wuchen Palace seemed to have become a boundless battlefield.
The boundless black clouds in the sky turned into two wolf-like wolves with the blessing of the piano, and kept roaring and fighting at the other side.
Under the clouds, there were two armies fighting. In the collision, countless creatures fell on the battlefield.
The song of killing is extremely cruel.
The two fought very hard, and everyone's hearts became tense. After half a quarter of an hour, Zhou Xu actually gained the advantage.
The Cang Wolf, who belonged to him on the battlefield and the large army of black cavalry, all rushed towards the other side.
His mental power is very strong and he has already reached the realm of a twelfth-grade Holy Master, so the vision he plays is extremely amazing.
Bang!
The army was as powerful as a bamboo shoot, destroying the strange phenomenon of Mr. Wushuang, and in a short while, thousands rushed towards each other.
Click!
The Cang Wolf in the sky also tore his opponent apart, let out a roar, and ran from the sky towards the young master Wushuang who was playing the piano.
"A side door and left road."
Mr. Wushuang smiled disdainfully and let these visions come, and then he suddenly pulled out a long tune.
Buzz!
The strings trembled, and golden light burst out from him, and his music changed from the sound of the Holy Lord to the sound of the Great Sage.
Bang!
Under the golden light, thousands of troops melted instantly, and the huge wolf screamed and then disappeared.
Kick!
The strings in front of Zhou Xu broke one by one, and then a mouthful of blood was spit out, and his face turned pale.
Everyone was shocked and suddenly realized that Mr. Wushuang had not done his best.
"Don't embarrass people with this trick." The Holy Legend disciple of the Shindao Pavilion showed disdain and sarcastic.
Bai Shuying's face changed slightly. It seemed that the person who came this time was not good.
The disciples of the Tiandao Sect were immediately furious. As the number one holy land in the East Wilderness, the disciples of the sect still had a strong sense of honor.
He suddenly stood up and wanted to communicate with this young master Wushuang.
Mr. Wushuang smiled and said, "Don't worry, come one by one."