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Chapter 111: Water Demon Dance

Qin Mu slowly let out a breath. This news was so shocking that he had to digest it slowly.

Although the official position of Guozidajiu is from the third rank, it does not seem to be very high, but it is really too important. Taixuan is in charge of the world's martial arts and magical powers, cataloged in volumes, it can be said to be the holy land among the world's martial arts and magical powers, the highest.

Moreover, the officials of Yankang State often came from Taiyuan University. Everyone who came out from here could be said to be the disciple of the young ancestor, and they had a master-disciple relationship.

This official position is not big, but it has great appeal!

Coupled with the hidden identity of the young patriarch, it is very scary.

Fu Qingyin said: "Since the young master has arrived at my place, let's rest for a few days and then go to the Taiyuan College another day. But if the young master wants to enter the Taiyuan College, he must pass some tests."

Qin Mu wondered: "What test?"

"The Taiyuan Academy is not a place that anyone can enter. You must become a Taixueshi before you can enter there."

Fu Qingyun smiled and said: "What the Patriarch means is that the Young Master should become a Grand Scholar first. This year's examination for the Grand Scholar is about to begin. The Young Master will take the assessment together with scholars from all over the country. After completing the assessment, you can enter."

"Thank you, Sister Yuner."

Qin Mu breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile: "I haven't settled down yet, so I will stay with Sister Yun'er for a few days."

Fu Qingyun said in a low voice: "Young master, it's fine to live here, but you have to be careful of the few wanderers here. They are very clever, but they are eager to climb on top of me and become the leader's wife."

Qin Mu blushed and said nonchalantly: "Is there such a thing?"

Fu Qingyun chuckled and said: "Master, you can't stand their provocation like this. You come with me and I have arranged a room for you."

The room arranged by Fu Qingyun is very elegant, but the decoration in this room looks like a place where a girl lives. Even the bed is fragrant. Fu Qingyun said quickly: "This is my place to take a nap. If the young master

If you are not satisfied, you can change to another room.”

"No need."

Qin Mu put the bundle on the table, but Fu Qingyun was still in the room and did not leave. He bit his bright red lips and said softly: "Do you have any other instructions, Master?"

"No, thank you sister Yuner."

As Qin Mu was talking, the bundle moved, and a little white fox carrying a small bundle emerged from it. Fu Qingyun took one look at it, turned around and walked out, muttering: "No wonder, I brought a little vixen with me..."

Hu Ling'er smelled of alcohol. Qin Mu frowned and said, "Ling'er, you were hiding in your baggage and drinking secretly!"

"No!"

The white fox was so drunk that he suddenly burped, quickly closed his mouth, then burped again, stood up on his hind legs, staggered, and almost fell off the table.

Qin Mu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He took out an empty wine bottle from his bag and said, "You still don't have any? I have been studying the Dayu Tian Demon Sutra these days, and I found a technique that is suitable for you, called the Creation Spiritual Kung Fu. In the past few days, it has been

I understood it thoroughly and planned to teach it to you, but you ended up getting drunk again."

The fox finally fell down on the table. Qin Mu picked her up and threw her into the bed. Fox Ling'er hugged the pillow and fell asleep. Qin Mu was exhausted from avoiding the pursuit of Yulongmen all the way, so he immediately lay down and fell asleep.

At night, he was woken up by hunger and immediately got up. He saw that Hu Ling'er was still sleeping, so he did not wake her up.

Qin Mu took out the toothpaste ointment from the bag, washed it, and walked out of the room. There was a girl outside the door. When she saw Qin Mu, her eyes lit up and she said with a smile: "Young Master is up. My sister knows that Young Master must be hungry, so

The food has been prepared, let me stay here and treat the young master to a meal."

Qin Mu thanked her and followed her to an elegant room in Tingyu Pavilion. There were bamboos by the window and a pavilion and rockery pool across the bamboos. It was very quiet.

Qin Mu sat down, and several girls filed in and put down the food. It didn't take long for the table to be filled. In the pavilion outside the window, a girl in white came with a musical instrument. She sat in the pavilion and played with it gently.

After a while, several more girls came, some with pipa in their arms, some with long flutes, and some with guzheng, playing and singing there.

Qin Mu ate the food, he was fascinated by what he saw and listened to, and felt relaxed and happy.

His eyes fell on the dancing fingers of the girl playing the lute. He put down the bowl and chopsticks unconsciously, and followed the playing with his own fingers. After a while, he fell on the pipa girl again, observing her fingering skills, and then went to

Watch the flute girl's fingering and be mesmerized by it.

"Thunder Finger Pipa players, it turns out that they not only have to play, but also pick, wipe, hook, pick, hit, and pick..."

Qin Mu's eyes were getting brighter and brighter. The fingering of the girl in the pavilion made his fingers more and more excited. Compared with the Eight Thunder Styles he had practiced, he only felt that he was very excited about the finger-striking thunder pipa move.

My understanding is getting deeper and deeper, and I feel like I suddenly understand it. I wish I could jump out and play a song to my heart's content!

Seeing the girls playing, he also had a desire to play, and his heart grew stronger and stronger. However, he knew very little about music and did not dare to rashly confront these beauties.

But that heart is getting more and more eager to move.

He was so absorbed in watching that he unconsciously forgot to eat. Sometimes his fingers were like playing a harp, sometimes like playing a pipa, sometimes like playing a flute, sometimes like playing a guzheng.

The girls in the pavilion seemed to have noticed the boy in the window. One girl laughed softly: "Sister Yue'er, the young master is looking at you! It seems that he has fallen in love with you!"

The girl lowered her head shyly and did not dare to raise it.

At this moment, Qin Mu finally got carried away. He stood up and took a step forward, smashing the window lattice into pieces with a bang. He reached the pavilion in a few steps and without any hesitation reached out and snatched the pipa from sister Yue'er's hand.

The girls in the pavilion originally thought that the young leader would be violent and rob the girl. Unexpectedly, the young leader did not snatch Yue'er's sister, but instead snatched the pipa.

Qin Mu seemed to have entered a strange state. He held the pipa in his arms and played it gently. Instead of the sound of Qingyue's throat, it made a crackling sound of thunderbolts breaking through the air, which shocked the girls!

Qin Mu indulged himself in selflessness and played the pipa with his fingers flying. The thunderous thunder fell in his ears and turned into a beautiful melody, which was pleasant to the ear and disrupted the sounds of the girls' piano, flute and zheng.

These girls worked hard on the music. They were just disturbed by the thunderous sound he played, and then they adjusted themselves. They played solemnly one by one, trying to suppress the noise Qin Mu played.

Thumb! Thumb! Thunk!

The thunder sound played by Qin Mu suddenly changed and became sonorous and powerful, like the clanging of metal and stone. The killing energy came out majestic, once again suppressing the music of the girls, only to hear the pipa making strange sounds when he played it.

, making people look at each other in shock.

Instead, these girls became competitive. The harp girl clapped her palms, and the guqin stood up about a foot from the ground. The harp girl played the harp with her ten fingers flying. The music beat so fast that the ears could not distinguish the individual parts.

The taste of notes.

The flute girl stood up and moved her steps unconsciously. Every time she took a step, her momentum increased and the sound of the flute became clearer. The music was soaring upwards in a flowery curl, trying to suppress Qin Mu's strange pops.

Voice.

A woman next to her picked up Da Ruan, with streamers flying behind her. From time to time, she would touch the ground, holding the woman in the air, suppressing Qin Mu's strange noises from the air.

Another woman hurriedly ran out of the pavilion. The next moment, the girl pushed out a big dulcimer from the room, and struck the dulcimer. The music from the dulcimer became clearer and louder, and the music had a tendency to transform into magical powers.

The girl in front of the piano pushed the dulcimer away together, suppressing Qin Mu and the noise Qin Mu made.

Another girl ran out of the pavilion, and there was a bang. The girl actually opened the door and pushed out a machine with fifty-six people of different sizes. The girl struck the bell with a hammer, and the bell sounded.

Loud, fifty-six bells, each with different tones, blasted towards Qin Mu.

Qin Mu was so proud and selfless that he laughed loudly while holding the pipa. The melody that the pipa could play was limited, but in his hands a golden horse emerged, as if he had entered a battlefield filled with dark clouds, where gods and demons were killing each other, with lightning and thunder,

The gods and demons went on a killing spree to show off their majesty!

In his mind, whether it was the Eight Thunder Styles taught by Master Ma, the village chief's sword skills, the lame man's leg skills, the butcher's knife skills, or the mute's hammer skills, they were all incorporated into his playing.

.

There are also chapters about music in the Dayu Tian Demon Sutra. At this moment, they all poured into his mind, making his pipa sound more and more intense. The sound of the pipa was vaguely mixed with divine and demonic sounds.

and the faint sound of Buddha.

Suddenly, the pavilion could not bear the music of the crowd and fell apart. The girls and Qin Mu were about to fall into the pool, and they hurriedly exploded their energy to stand on the water.

The girls walked on the water, constantly rotating around Qin Mu, and the music became more urgent and urgent. Qin Mu's vitality burst out, and the pipa stood upright in the air, with his ten fingers jumping. The sound of the pipa was noisy, resisting the music coming from all directions.

Suddenly, the strings of the pipa were broken, and Qin Mu threw the pipa away. The girls felt happy, but they saw the pond water suddenly floated up, and water lines surrounded Qin Mu. Qin Mu was no longer restricted by the size of the pipa.

He plucked the strings of music all around the water lines. When he flicked the water lines, there was a loud sound of thunder, which made the girls stagger around.

"What are you arguing about?"

Fu Qingyun came over and saw the girls retreating steadily. Suddenly a girl laughed loudly, threw away her bamboo flute, and danced to Qin Mu's music, in a wild and disheveled manner.

Fu Qingyun looked surprised and hurried back to the house to take out his pipa and said: "The young master is studying magical powers. Sisters, please step aside and I will help him!"

While they were talking, the girls were defeated and controlled by Qin Mu's music. They danced on the water, sang and danced, and laughed like monsters.

Fu Qingyun shook his head repeatedly, and the sound of the pipa sounded, suppressing the music Qin Mu played with running water. Only then did the girls wake up, hurriedly saluted Fu Qingyun, and stepped back from the pool.


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