"Look, Mr. Gu's heaven-level piano, I saw it last time in Tianmao City. I knew then that it sounds great!"
"How do you know it sounds super good?"
"Someone heard it at that time. There was a little beggar who was dancing excitedly. There was also a mute Bodhisattva who was so moved that he could even speak!"
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Amidst the envy of the people from all over the world, the face of Five Hundred Qin Xiu, who was possessed by a group of saints, instantly turned purple.
Those with a bad temper immediately started shouting and scolding. But most of them still endured it.
"Did you find the audio segment?"
"No, there is no way to isolate his voice!"
"He is a heaven-level piano? Is he a heaven-level piano?"
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The saints stared at Gou Chen, and the effect of the music they played was instantly weakened, but Mr. Yinyue on the side suddenly had the upper hand.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"…………
The piano cultivator who was not possessed by the Five Hundred Saints was immediately knocked back by Mr. Silver Moon. At this moment, the Five Hundred Saints were playing with great difficulty.
"How could this happen? Saint, why is this voice so unpleasant?" Xuan En said in shock.
"I don't know!" The saint possessing Xuan En was also very angry.
"I can't stand it anymore, let me go, let me go away, I don't want to listen!" Xuan En's face changed wildly.
"No one can move within three hours!" The saint shook his head.
"Quickly, someone come quickly, move me out of here, someone come quickly!" Xuan En exclaimed.
After all, there were other Taishangdao people participating in the competition. When Xuan En shouted, someone immediately wanted to come forward.
"Stop!" Dingding shouted angrily.
"What are you doing?" Xuan En stared.
"Now is the Qin Dao duel. Everyone is in their respective positions. Except for the Qin Dao competition, no one is allowed to interfere with the other party. Otherwise, he will be punished as cheating and will be eliminated immediately! If you still disobey my hosting, you will be killed immediately." Ding Ding shouted.
The faces of those who were about to step forward suddenly froze.
Because Ding Ding represents Da Gan, here, you are not allowed to do whatever you want. If Ding Ding punishes you and you insist on going your own way, Da Gan can kill you in an instant.
"Then, then I will give up the game and let me go!" Xuan En exclaimed.
Ding Ding sneered and said: "Whether you give up the game or not is your decision. Whether you leave or not is also your decision. However, no one can help you. This is the Halloween Convention venue. Without the permission of our four major hosts,
No one is allowed to step in, and no one is allowed to touch your body without the permission of our four major hosts!"
Xuan En's expression froze.
The expressions of all the five hundred possessed contestants changed. Is there no way to escape from this?
"Isn't it just filthy sound? Everyone, leave half of your people to deal with Mr. Yinyue, and the rest, follow my music skills to cause harm!" The Medical Qin Saint suddenly shouted.
Ding Ding sneered and said: "Sage, don't forget what I said, you can only use the possessed person's music just now, otherwise, I will deprive you of all rights at any time!"
"Hmph!" The medical harp saint snorted coldly.
"Half of them? Just want to block me?" Mr. Yinyue showed a sneer.
"boom!"
Suddenly, the playing became more and more ferocious, and all the saints were overwhelmed by the silver dragons.
"Finally, finally finished singing!" Qisha not far away suddenly raised his eyelids, revealing a look of horror.
Gou Chen coughed twice: "The song I sang just now wasn't very good!"
"Why don't you sing well? He just wants our lives!" All the saints stared at Gou Chen.
"The following is my favorite song. Let's sing "Little Carrot" ten times first, cough cough!" Gou Chen suddenly sang affectionately.
As soon as they sang, the saints who just thought "The Blind Saint" was unpleasant suddenly realized that the "Blind Saint" just sounded good! What a beautiful song, why did they dislike it just now?
Because "Little Carrot" is more than ten times more unpleasant to listen to than "The Blind Saint".
"Stop singing, let's sing "The Blind Saint" instead!"
"Yeah, let's sing "The Blind Saint"!"
"I am the blind saint, that's a good song!"
"I want to listen to the song just now, no...!"
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The five hundred possessed contestants suddenly broke down and shouted.
The expressions on everyone's face that they were about to cry made countless onlookers bewildered.
"What happened to them?"
"Is it that good to hear? I even cried when I heard it?"
"What's so good about it? Didn't they scold Gouchen? They said he had a broken throat and his singing was too unpleasant!"
"You know what the heck, that's because we are opponents and must be slandered! Look at what they are shouting now. They are all crying and want to hear "The Blind Saint"!"
""The Blind Saint"? Is it so good to listen to? I want to hear it too!"
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The people were talking a lot, and for a while, Tianyin City was in chaos.
The saints all over the sky looked at the battlefield below, and they were all at a loss.
"Is it hard to hear? No matter how hard it is to hear, how can it be so hard to hear? These Qintao saints are too pretentious!"
"Yeah, it's just a song!"
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The saint in the sky doesn't know why.
"This heaven-level piano is really weird!" Taichu frowned.
Nanfang, the Supreme Prince narrowed his eyes slightly: "There is something evil about Gouchen's singing!"
In the West, the future Buddha frowned and said, "How do you describe the precepts?"
"After Jie Dong Bodhisattva's closed-mouthed meditation was abolished, we also asked about it. Gouchen's singing was particularly unpleasant. Every time Jie Dong Bodhisattva was asked to recall it, Jie Dong Bodhisattva was trembling all over!" A Bodhisattva next to him said with a frown.
"Oh?" the future Buddha frowned.
"Emperor, save me, Emperor, save me, no, I don't want to listen!" Qisha was about to collapse.
Not far away, Emperor Qing narrowed his eyes slightly and did not step forward.
At this moment, no one can come forward. Da Qian Sheng is sitting here. Anyone who comes forward will definitely seek death. Moreover, Qing Emperor does not intend to offend Da Qian Sheng for Seven Kills.
Daqian Sheng has planned for thousands of years, how can he allow outsiders to destroy it at will.
In the midst of the collapse of Qisha, not long ago in Silver Moon Sea, Gu Hai got pregnant, and now, he still has to endure the despair of Gu Hai Tian-level piano?
"Kill you, I'm going to kill you!" The Seven Killers were playing desperately.
"Oh, you guys still want to resist now?" Mr. Yinyue sneered.
Mr. Yinyue played faster and faster. Immediately, he blocked all the saints' counterattacks.
"Listen to the song with peace of mind!" Gu Hai said with a slight smile.
"Little radish, little radish?" a saint said to himself.
"Tone-deaf, tone-deaf, it's over, my sense of music is off!" the saint said in horror.
“Ding, ding, ding…………!”
Suddenly, the music played by the saint began to deviate, and the sense of music was ruined by the singing. This deviation caused a large number of noises to be played, and the previously condensed Qin Dao Dharma suddenly weakened.
"Sage, please play according to the music played by the contestants, no changes are allowed!" Ding Ding scolded.
Change? What change! I even forgot what song I played before.
For a time, each saint's playing slowly changed, becoming more and more chaotic.
The Dharma signs of Qin Dao are disappearing one after another.
"It sounds so unpleasant. Is this the music played by the saint?"
"It's not that good!"
"Is this also a saint?"
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The people looked confused.
At this moment, the saints in the sky realized something was wrong. No matter how bad the saints were, they couldn't even remember the music. What were they playing now?
"That day, Tianqin, what did you sing?"
"Stop singing!"
Above the sky, a saint suddenly shouted.
Gou Chen rolled his eyes at the sky, ignored it, and continued singing his little carrot.
"Don't sing, don't sing anymore, if you sing again, I'll kill you!"
"Ah, ah, ah, it sounds bad, it sounds bad, God, help me!"
"I don't want to hear it anymore, I don't want to hear it anymore, oh, little carrot. No!"
"Again? No, I don't want to listen to Little Carrot, I want to listen to "The Blind Saint", I don't want "Little Carrot"!"
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At this moment, the saints were completely manic.
Fighting the piano? Fighting the piano, all the saints stopped playing the music in their hands.
From ancient times to the present, I have never heard such an unpleasant singing voice, and all the knowledge of qin music that I had learned before was overturned.
Koto? I don’t like Koto anymore.
The saints stopped playing the piano angrily. Mr. Yinyue pressed his hand and did not take advantage of the situation. Instead, he looked at Gou Chen curiously.
Gouchen covered his heart with his left hand and stretched out his right hand, looking affectionate and hugging his heart. He didn't have any appearance of Qin Dao, but this singing was even more powerful than his previous appearance of Qin Dao.
That group of saints, whom he had been unable to stop just now, were about to collapse amidst Gou Chen's singing.
"Fuck you little carrot!"
"My sense of music is gone. All I can think about is carrots. Please help me!"
"I can't play the piano anymore, Little Carrot, fuck you Little Carrot, stop singing, stop singing, please!"
"Stop it, stop it!"
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At the end of the first hour, the saint collapsed, pleading and insulting Gou Chen.
At the end of the second hour, all the guqins in front of the saints were smashed by the manic saints. Each saint looked at Gou Chen with dull eyes, as if they were all stupid.
The sky is full of saints, people from all directions, and forces from all sides are looking at the scene strangely at this moment.
Five hundred saints, crazy? Silly? Demented? Collapse?
Everyone could no longer think of adjectives for that appearance. At the same time, looking at the soulful and singing Gou Chen, everyone was horrified. What harm has this disaster done to the saints?
"Mr. Dingding!" Gu Hai looked at Dingding and shouted.
Ding Ding was startled for a moment, then his eyes lit up and he nodded.
"I will preside over it, Saint of the Qin Dao. Once you have chosen someone to recommend, please recommend it immediately!" Ding Ding suddenly said.
Five hundred saints are still in dementia.
"I will preside over it, Saint of Qindao. Are you willing to recommend Guhai so that Guhai can obtain your recommendation talisman!" Dingding shouted again.
The five hundred saints still looked at Gou Chen with dull eyes.
"I will preside over it, saints of Qindao. Do you all agree to recommend Gu Hai and let Gu Hai get your recommendation talisman?" Ding Ding shouted again. This book was first published on 17K Novel Network, read the original content first!