Silver Moon Sea, Silver Moon Island, above the main square.
The square is a huge lawn. After some greetings, the piano players also sat cross-legged on the lawn and looked at the small thatched hut not far away.
Gu Hai and his party also found a place to sit down.
One after another, the violinists entered the large lawn square.
"Here we come." Long Wanqing frowned.
"oh."
Gu Hai, Master Liunian, and Shangguan Hen frowned and looked, but saw the city lord He Shikang stepping into the square. However, beside He Shikang at this moment, there were also Master An and Fang Minghou, who was carrying a golden sword.
"Master An is standing by. I'll contact City Lord He again later." Master Liunian said in a low voice.
Long Wanqing nodded.
Not far away, as soon as Master An and the others came in, they instantly saw Gu Hai and his party. When they saw Gu Hai, a flash of depression flashed in their eyes, followed by a cold snort.
"Master An is also very good at piano." Gu Hai said curiously.
"No, he is qualified to come because of his identity as the direct grandson of King Lu Yang. There is also City Lord He who comes because of his identity. He may be able to bring out the artistic conception of Qin Dao, but it will definitely be very weak." Long Wanqing He shook his head and said.
Gu Hai nodded.
City Master He, Master An and others took their seats one after another, and fewer and fewer people came in behind.
At this time, a man in white walked over slowly.
"Mr. Gu has arrived and I have met Mr. Gu." The man in white said with a smile.
Gu Hai recognized him at a glance, but it was Sima Changkong who was the first person to buy his piano.
"It turns out to be Mr. Sima." Gu Hai said with a slight smile.
"I've met the Dragon Hall Master, and I've met Master Liunian. It's really been a long time since we last seen each other." Sima Changkong said with a slight smile.
"Master Liunian, I have official duties, so I hope my identity will not be revealed." Sima Changkong looked at Master Liunian and said with a smile.
Master Liunian's eyes were filled with uncertainty, and he finally nodded.
"Then I'll go over there first. I wish you all good luck." Sima Changkong said with a smile.
"Okay." Gu Hai smiled and nodded.
After Sima Changkong walked away, Long Wanqing asked curiously: "Uh, Master Liunian, do you know Mr. Sima?"
Master Liunian frowned slightly and said: "The person who took the first subject and almost became the number one scholar in the new subject."
"I am the number one scholar in the Great Qian Dynasty." Long Wanqing said unexpectedly.
"Only one thing was missing. His essays that year were the best among all the candidates. All the examiners agreed that he would definitely win the championship and be the first in that subject. Unfortunately, during the palace examination, I didn't know what he wrote, which angered the emperor and had him killed on the spot. He was demoted from the examination room, so he failed to become the number one scholar in the end." Master Liunian explained.
"Well."
"However, after all, he was born in Juren. Although he was kicked out of the examination room, he still served in the Daqian Dynasty, but he was not as majestic as the number one scholar. He was not an ordinary person." Master Liunian frowned.
Gu Hai frowned and looked at Sima Changkong, who was not far away, and was almost selected as the number one scholar in the Great Qian Dynasty.
Just when Gu Hai was looking at Master Liannian, he suddenly felt a murderous aura surrounding him.
Gu Hai turned around and saw that not far away, Fairy Wan'er was sitting in a small corner, looking at him coldly, as if she wanted to tear herself apart.
Fairy Wan'er.
Gu Hai smiled slightly in that direction.
What was originally a friendly smile looked like a mockery in Fairy Wan'er's eyes.
"Hmph, Gu Hai, I will make you look good, and I will expose you. You are a liar. You have no Qindao artistic conception at all, and you are still pretending. Humph." Fairy Wan'er murmured to herself.
"Ding."
A soft sound suddenly came from a small hut not far away.
Everyone suddenly looked solemn, stopped talking, and looked at the small hut not far away.
"Fellow Taoists who have not come to participate in the piano teaching conference, Silver Moon Sea will be sealed off later. If you don't leave now, you will not be able to get out for a while. The ban will not be lifted until the piano teaching conference is over." An old voice came from the small hut.
The sound spread to all directions of Silver Moon Island in an instant, and then quickly spread to all directions of Silver Moon Sea.
Outside Silver Moon Island, on the four islands, there were a large number of cultivators watching at this moment. When they heard the voice of the old village master, they all frowned, and then a firmness flashed in their eyes, and they were unwilling to leave.
"Squeak."
The small hut slowly opened.
From inside, an old man in white walked out slowly. He walked very slowly. His face was covered with age spots and his hair was withered. Yun Mo immediately stepped forward and supported the old man.
"I've met the owner of Silver Moon Village."
"I've met the owner of Silver Moon Village."
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All the piano players around said respectfully.
The old owner of Silver Moon Villa.
The old owner of the village was supported by Yun Mo and walked gently to the door. He slowly crossed his legs and sat on the lawn, stroking a guqin that was about to decay.
After looking at everyone around him, he suddenly saw Gu Hai and recognized him at a glance.
"Mr. Gu, I like your canon very much." The old owner looked at Gu Hai and said with a smile.
"Gu Hai is ashamed, as long as the owner likes it." Gu Hai said with a slight smile.
"As I get older, I like to listen to different music, haha." The old owner smiled slightly.
Everyone fell silent.
A group of disciples from Silver Moon Villa sat aside with the old village owner.
The old village owner looked around at the people around him, took a deep breath and said: "Everyone, I am old and my end is approaching. I may pass away after this piano teaching conference. Here, I have a request for you."
"Old owner of the village, tell me." Everyone said one after another.
"This is the young master of Yinyue Villa, Yun Mo. He is the descendant of Mr. Yinyue's bloodline. I hope you can take good care of him after I am gone. The old man is about to leave, and the one I can't let go of is Yun Mo. Alas." The old village owner sighed slightly.
"Master, you will be fine." Yun Mo's nose became sore and his eyes turned red.
"Don't worry, old owner. As long as the young owner doesn't give up, if you have any requests, I will do my best to help you."
"Old owner, don't worry."
"The business of Young Master Yunmo is our business."
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Everyone nodded.
The old village owner smiled slightly and nodded: "Well, I invite you all to come here this time, but the reason is to decide the ownership of the last Tianji Qin 'Gou Chen' in our Yin Yue Villa. Gou Chen, Mr. Yin Yue's pinnacle work One, the old man is incompetent in this life and has not been able to build a heaven-level harp. However, the young master of the village, Yun Mo, is different. Although his temperament is still a little worse, he is better than me in making a harp. Maybe, maybe one day he can also Reach the height of Mr. Silver Moon and recreate the heaven-level piano."
"Oh." The eyes of the piano players around him suddenly lit up.
Yun Mo, no one paid attention to him before. Under the glory of the old village owner, Yun Mo looked extremely dim. However, if he could create a heaven-level piano, it would be different. Today, it would be fine if he got Gou Chen. No, if I make good friends with Yun Mo, will it happen...
"Old Villa Master, don't worry, I'm waiting here and no one will bully Silver Moon Villa."
"Yes, Young Master Yunmo has something to do, so you can call me directly."
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Everyone looked at Yun Mo with eager eyes for a moment.
But Yun Mo didn't look at anyone, but looked at the old village owner with red eyes.
The old owner of the village looked at the approximately 600 luthiers around him, smiled slightly and said: "Here, some are from the Daqian Dynasty, some are from other places, and they are all here for the purpose of making a statement. I will stop talking nonsense. It's time Gouchen has met with you all."
After the old village owner finished speaking, a group of disciples from Silver Moon Villa quickly stood up, waved their hands, opened up the thatched hut, and dismantled it instantly. They placed the dismantled thatched hut not far away, revealing a circular altar in the center. generally.
In the thatched house, there is an altar.
"Where is Gouchen, the heaven-level harp?" some harp masters said in confusion.
On the altar not far away, a faint blue light was shining at the moment, and the blue light poured into a man in purple on the altar.
The man in purple clothes had a face like a crown jade, resembling the appearance of a mortal young man. His eyebrows were raised, and he had an extraordinary evil aura. Between his eyebrows, there was a golden birthmark shaped like a thunder from the sky. The erect eyebrows showed an even more evil aura.
Slight breathing sounds came from the man in purple. He sat there quietly, seemingly adjusting his breath, and seemed to be asleep, motionless.
Except for this man in purple, there is nothing else.
"Where's the heavenly piano? Where is Gouchen?" Everyone looked at the old village owner blankly.
The old village owner smiled slightly and said: "This is the heaven-level Qin, Gou Chen, made by Mr. Yinyue."
"Yeah." All the cultivators were slightly startled.
"What do you mean? There is no guqin."
"Why did not I see."
"Yes, am I dazzled? Is this Guqin transparent?"
"Will it be transparent in front of the man in purple?"
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Everyone was at a loss.
Not far away, Fairy Wan'er, Sima Changkong and other piano players were extremely quiet, staring intently at the man in purple in front of them.
"This, this is Gouchen." Sima Changkong said with a hint of horror in his eyes.
"Where." Everyone looked at Sima Changkong.
"That's him, the man in purple, he is Gou Chen." Sima Changkong said in surprise.
"Uh." Everyone paused for a moment.
This person is a guqin, are you kidding me?
"Yes, this is the Tian-level Qin that Mr. Yinyue said was cast. This is its appearance." The old owner said solemnly.
"Create people, people created by Mr. Yinyue. Qindao can create souls. Mr. Yinyue wouldn't want to use this to create a person." Someone said in surprise.
Everyone gasped.
The old village owner smiled slightly and said: "It's not a human yet, it's just a heaven-level piano. This is its appearance, but as you said, it has a soul, but it has been temporarily separated to be poured into the 'soul'. It’s time to unpack this heavenly piano.”
Everyone suddenly fell silent.
Gu Hai looked at the man in purple who was adjusting his breath on the altar. How could he have thought before that it was a harp?
Gu Hai has thought about many forms of Gouchen before, but he never expected that Gouchen actually looks like this and has the shape of a human. Is this still a Guqin?