"Oh my God! The guqin is worth tens of millions of immortal stones..."
Chidori seemed to be stunned, his mind was filled with millions of fairy stones.
"Miss Qiandori, just now Liuli said that the last time an ancient Fenghui Guqin was auctioned for tens of millions of immortal stones, it was a long, long time ago. Now if an ancient Fenghui Guqin is auctioned again, it will be worth a lot of money.
The value... is definitely more than 10 million, maybe 30 to 50 million, maybe even more."
Xuanyun's voice came, and Chidori's mind, which was already overwhelmed by millions of immortal stones, went blank for an instant. He muttered in a daze: "Thirty to fifty million...maybe more...my heaven!"
Chidori could no longer hold back and ran to Qian Ling's side, and said excitedly: "Sister Ling'er, did you hear? This guqin of yours is worth more than 30 to 50 million yuan. If you sell it,
, we will make a fortune!"
Qian Ling said helplessly: "You little girl knows how to make a fortune all day long. I might as well change your name to Xiao Cai Mi from now on."
Liuli said: "Sister Qiandori, why are you selling such a good Guqin? Fenghui Guqin is a Guqin that many Qin Immortals dream of. Many seniors in our Lotus Secret Realm, including Senior Brother Xuanyun, have always wanted to own one.
Fenghui Guqin, but Fenghui Guqin is so rare that no one is willing to sell it even if the price is high."
Xuanyun also said: "It is true that Fenghui Guqin is very rare and has high room for appreciation. It is worth collecting. Its value is so high that it cannot be measured by many fairy stones. The most important thing is that Fenghui Guqin is so valuable.
It is called Fenghui because the sound of the piano is unique and mysterious, just like reincarnation in the wind. It is very magical. This is the real reason why many piano immortals dream of it."
"But... 30 to 50 million is really a lot of fairy stones..."
Chidori is indeed a little money addict. Her biggest dream is to own countless fairy stones. But in this life, let alone 30 to 50 million, just 10 million. She has never seen how high a million fairy stones are piled up.
Pass.
"Sister Chidori, you are really... 30 to 50 million sounds like a lot, but actually it's not much when you actually spend it." Liuli smiled and said: "Nowadays, even an entry-level fairy weapon on the market requires
There are about six million immortal stones. Even if you only buy one piece, it will cost countless immortal stones to refine this immortal weapon every year, and the remaining immortal stones will not be used for long at all..."
"Hey, Sister Liuli, don't say that, okay? I'm not as rich as you. Thirty to fifty million is nothing to you, but to me... it's just too much. I haven't even dreamed of it.
I’ve dreamed of seeing so many immortal stones.”
Liuli said helplessly: "This is not a question of whether you have money or not. In the future, when you have your own creation and refine it, you will know that spending 30 to 50 million is really like running water."
Everyone's family background, cultivation, and experiences are different, and their vision is naturally different.
Chidori only has the cultivation level of a golden immortal and has no luck. In addition to what is needed for cultivation, the most expensive thing she spends is just tempering her own semi-finished immortal weapon. It doesn't actually use much throughout the year. She earns 20,000 to 30,000 yuan every year.
The fairy stone can completely cope with it and there is still some leftover.
but.
Like Xuanyun, Liuli is different.
Each of the two of them has two creations, plus two or three immortal weapons and magic weapons, and they are all high-grade. Just to temper these creations and magic weapons, it costs millions of immortal stones every year.
Around 100,000 yuan, and only a little more. This is only the necessary expenses. If their daily expenses are added, it will be even more terrifying.
You must know that they were born rich and wealthy, and they spend a lot of money on daily consumption. A delicious meal like today costs as much as ten thousand. For Chidori, it is a luxury, but for them, it is normal and not at all
Worth mentioning.
beside.
Gu Qingfeng poured himself a cup and drank. Looking at them, he couldn't help feeling a little emotional.
Although resources were scarce and survival was not easy in the ancient times, everyone worked their way out step by step. As long as they became immortals, they basically made it through and were respected in the secular world. Even in the wilderness, everyone practiced hard.
No one among the immortals is better than the other. Whoever can grab resources depends on his ability. The gap between the rich and the poor is not too big.
And now.
Immortals don’t have to endure it anymore.
Basically, you are born as an immortal.
After all, it has been tens of thousands of years since the beginning of the present and ancient times, and the resources of the world have either been occupied or monopolized.
Different family backgrounds are destined to have different fates. The poor will only get poorer, the rich will only get richer, the poor will die poor, and the rich will die rich.
Immortals without family background are doomed to struggle for survival.
Gu Qingfeng was sighing when the sound of the piano suddenly sounded.
Gu Qingfeng held the wine glass, crossed his legs, changed his posture, looked over, and found that Qian Ling in the venue had already started playing.
When the sound of the piano enters my ears, it is like a gentle breeze, and the sound of the piano echoes in my mind.
The moment the piano sounded, Gu Qingfeng not only raised his eyebrows slightly, he was quite surprised by Qian Ling's attainments in the field of music. Although he didn't know when Qian Ling started studying music, it shouldn't have been a long time. After all, Qian Ling
She has only been practicing for more than forty years. Not to mention she became a monk halfway, but she has been studying music with all her heart for the past forty years. To have such attainments, she definitely has enough talent.
Whether it is the flexible use of various fingering techniques, the mystery of various musical instruments, or the artistic conception of various tunes, they are all extraordinary.
Close your eyes.
Gu Qingfeng listened carefully to the music played by Qian Ling.
The music is very beautiful, dreamlike and immersed in it, giving people a very wonderful feeling.
Not only Gu Qingfeng felt this way, but also Xuan Yun, Liu Li, Chidori and others in the venue. They were all infected by Qian Ling's music, immersed in it, as if they were in a dream. In the dream, they were like happy butterflies.
Dancing freely in the air, jumping over mountains, rivers and seas, forests... just flying, flying non-stop.
That feeling of freedom is extremely desirable.
When the song ended, everyone seemed to be still immersed in it, unable to extricate themselves, and still unfinished.
"Wow! What a wonderful feeling...it's really...so desirable..." Liuli asked in surprise: "Sister Ling'er, what song are you playing?"
"This is a piece I composed not long ago."
"I really admire Fairy Qianling for being able to compose such a beautiful piece of music!!" Xuanyun exclaimed, "Can you tell me the name of this piece of music?"
"We don't have a name yet."
"If there is no name, I would be incompetent and dare to name this piece 'Longing'. I wonder what Fairy Qian Ling thinks of it?"
"Longing? This is a good name!"
Liuli and Qianling both felt that the name Longing fit the artistic conception of this song very well.
"Longing for it?" Qian Ling murmured, lost in thought.
"I just finished listening to the music. I was very moved. According to the artistic conception expressed in the music, I thought of the word yearning. If the fairy is not satisfied, don't mind."
"Master Xuanyun misunderstood, I'm not dissatisfied, I just..." Qian Ling shook his head slightly and said, "I just... I don't know what kind of artistic conception I express by composing this song."
"Sister Ling'er, this is a song you composed yourself. How can you not know the artistic conception of the song?"
"I... really don't know..."
At this time, a lazy voice came: "Since you don't know, let's call it 'Wandering'."
When the word hesitation came, Qian Ling's heart suddenly trembled, and he stared at the ordinary-looking guy here who was pouring himself a drink with an unbelievable look, as if he was looking for his own friend.