And the music scores sent by Tianjianmen and Chuixue Villa finally reached the hands of Peng Xianer and Fifth Changkong.
Then, they selected the best pieces of music scores, and then several people took turns trying them.
But the effect is still unsatisfactory.
Not only did the Fifth Array, Chang Jiankong and others have no chance, but Fifth Changkong and Peng Xianer also only had one chance left.
Both of them looked ugly.
If I don’t have enough confidence, I don’t dare to try it.
And things have gradually reached a deadlock.
Because for so many days, basically all the monks present have tried, but from beginning to end, no one can make Jiang Yu open his eyes, let alone satisfy him.
"I have met senior Jiang Yu, let me try it!"
At this time, a beautiful sound came, and then everyone saw a beautiful figure in fluttering white clothes walking towards Jiang Yu with a piano in his arms. After gently bowing towards Jiang Yu, he slowly fell to the ground.
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"The calligraphy and musical instrument painting is actually the calligraphy and musical instrument painting!"
"Oh my god, she's here anyway!"
When everyone saw this, they all exclaimed in surprise, and many monks even looked like pig brothers.
"This woman is here, damn it!"
Peng Xianer and Fifth Changkong also showed solemn gazes.
As her name suggests, she has made great achievements in calligraphy, piano skills and painting skills.
Not only that, she is also recognized as the number one among the younger generation in Nansha, and the first master to break through the martial arts at such a young age.
In addition, she is also the saintess of the Demonic Sound Sect, the first sect in Nansha.
It can be said that she is a woman who has countless auras.
Obviously, her appearance changed the scene.
Because everyone can see that this woman is likely to win Jiang Yu's inheritance.
"Boom!"
The strings of the guqin fluctuate and the long and leisurely sound comes out.
As soon as she played the piano, many people couldn't help but keep quiet, and many even looked ashamed.
What they played, whether it was music or piano skills, was not on the same level as calligraphy and painting.
have to say.
This man of calligraphy, piano and painting is well-deserved.
Finally, she sang slowly, her elf-like face slowly raised, and she looked at Jiang Yu.
Others also looked at Jiang Yu.
Then, under the surprised gazes of everyone, Jiang Yu on the piano stage slowly opened his eyes.
"very nice."
"But, it's not enough!"
After a few short sentences, Jiang Yu closed his eyes again.
"call!"
"It's not enough!"
"Oh my God, how on earth can I get inheritance?"
When Jiang Yu said that the music Shuqinhua just played was not enough, everyone immediately exclaimed. But fortunately, after so many days, Shuqinhua at least made Jiang Yu open his eyes.
Shuqinhua's pretty eyebrows moved slightly, but her pretty face remained unchanged. She stood up, bowed to Jiang Yu, and stepped aside.
"Holy girl, this is not the way to go!" Chang Jiankong said in a deep voice: "Although calligraphy, piano and painting have not won the inheritance, it seems that she still has the greatest chance now. We must think of a way quickly!"
Peng Xianer frowned and suddenly found that Yu Wujie was missing.
"Where are the others?"
Peng Xianer asked.
"This was here just now." Chang Jiankong also frowned. It was obvious that his mind was on Shuqinhua just now, and he didn't notice at all when Yu Wujie disappeared.
At this moment, Yu Wujie has arrived in Pingjiang City.
"Piano score, piano score..."
While chanting in his mouth, he came to the door of the small martial arts hall again.
really.
Many people gathered again in the small martial arts gym, and they were listening intently to Yi Feng, who was sitting on the steps playing guitar.
"Let's sing a song, the ordinary road."
After the song ended, Yi Feng smiled at everyone.
Perhaps because of the audience, sitting here and playing guitar every day seems to have become his habit, and he will never fall behind on the "ordinary road" every day.
"Dong dong dong..."
The guitar sounded, and everyone in the audience closed their eyes.
And Yu Wujie was lying in the corner beside him, Zhang Er was listening, and he couldn't help but praise: "The music of this little bullet is really good. In my opinion, it is better than the one of Shuqin."
, I’ll just copy it, young master, maybe it will help me stand up and gain the inheritance of the Martial Saint in one fell swoop, haha!”
That's right.
When Yu Wujie came here, he remembered the song he heard Yi Feng play the last time he passed by, so he wanted to copy the song and try his luck at Jiang Yu's tomb.
Finally, when Yi Feng's piano returned to calmness, Yu Wujie also copied the entire piece.
"Well, I don't know what kind of piano that guy is playing, but it should have about the same effect as the one here."
Yu Wujie happily put away the score and swaggered out of the city.
opposite.
Just then a manure bearer came by.
Yu Wujie frowned and immediately shouted to the man carrying dung: "Hey, lowly mortal, didn't you see me passing by here? Why don't you give way quickly?"
However, what he didn't expect was that a golden light suddenly appeared in the eyes of the dung bearer, and he grabbed his neck and plunged his head into the dung bucket.
After another violent beating, Yu Wujie was thrown into the ditch and left quietly.
"Damn it, damn it, who is this manure bearer? He is so powerful!"
Yu Wujie climbed up from the ditch with a swollen face, looked at the music score in his arms, and breathed a sigh of relief.
"Huh, okay, the music score is fine."
"Hmph, no matter who you are, I will definitely take your life in the future."
Yu Wujie quickly changed his clothes and rushed outside Pingjiang City.
"What have you been doing?"
Seeing Yu Wujie coming back with a faint stench, Peng Xianer frowned and asked.
"I just went back to pick up a piece of music I composed before, and there was a little accident on the way." Yu Wujie said evasively.
"The music you composed?"
Peng Xianer frowned slightly. Although she knew that Yu Wujie could play the piano, she never knew that Yu Wujie could compose music.
"Oh, brother, do you want to try this?"
"Maybe there is a chance. After all, it was Brother Yu who opened the Heavenly Gate last time."
"Brother Yu, hurry up and try it!"
When everyone saw this, they made noises one after another.
"Haha, you're welcome, you're welcome, then I'll go and give it a try." Yu Wujie responded with a smile and cupped his fists.
"Are you sure you can do it?"
Peng Xianer's face was full of distrust.
"Holy girl, it's okay to let him try it!" Chang Jiankong said to the side.
Peng Xianer thought for a moment and said to Yu Wujie, "Then go ahead."
"Okay Xian'er, I will never let you down."
Yu Wujie straightened his clothes, took out a guqin from his storage ring, and sat cross-legged in the middle.
On the way here, he had already memorized the music score. Referring to his memory, he slowly placed his palm on the strings.
"Dong dong dong dong..."
The prelude to the ordinary road slowly sounded.
"Um?"
As soon as this prelude came out, Shuqinhua, who was sitting cross-legged beside him, immediately cast his beautiful eyes on Yu Wujie.
The next moment, Jiang Yu was sitting cross-legged on the piano platform.