Xiao Qinglian's words are really shocking and endless.
Everyone knows that Qingxi is a proud daughter of heaven. Not only is she extremely talented, she is also extraordinary in nature. She is involved in all the ten arts of immortality, among which her musical attainment is the best. Even so, everyone still did not expect that she could actually master the music.
The wind blows from the Daqingshan Mountains and plays more than six hundred mysteries, which is really amazing.
More than six hundred mysteries, what is this concept?
Many people can't imagine it.
Because no one has ever heard of it, at least, so far, no one in the northwest frontier has been able to play Wind Rises from Daqingshan with more than 600 mysteries.
Everyone really wants to hear what it feels like to play Fengqi Daqingshan, which contains more than six hundred red thunders.
What a pity.
Qingxi also needs to prepare for playing the Youth Line. Although this Youth Line does not contain any mystery, in the entire northwest, the only person who can bring out the charm of the Youth Line and arouse the spiritual resonance of everyone is Qingxi, and no one else.
Of the two, Ding Rui can't do it, Li Qianhua can't do it, Wei Chaoqun can't do it, Chi Yu can't do it, even Wuhen can't do it, not even Mr. Kumu, who gave guidance to the king back then, can't do it.
"Brother Wuhen, is it true that Miss Qingxi can play Wind Rises from Daqingshan with more than six hundred mysteries?"
In the pavilion, the flying eagle, one of the eighteen elephants of Kowloon, asked in a low voice.
"Just a little more."
"Miss Qingxi is really amazing!"
There are no young people in the northwest who do not admire Qingxi, and Fei Ying is no exception. However, he is somewhat self-aware and knows that there are too many people who admire Miss Qingxi, and it is not his turn, so he does not think about it.
He wanted to pursue it, and in the field of music, he didn't have this talent. Let alone the wind rising in the mountains, he couldn't play any mysterious music even if it was an ordinary piece of music.
"Aka Yu, if you want to use music to win Qingxi's favor, I advise you to give up." Wuhen said softly: "Qingxi's attainments in the field of music have already exceeded your imagination. Even if you play for another hundred years,
, and it won’t win her favor.”
Akabane respected Wuhen very much and asked: "Then what should I do?"
"Give up, practice hard is the right way."
"Can……"
Akabane wanted to say something else, but when the words came to his lips, he didn't say them out in the end. He just looked at the clear stream not far away unwillingly.
"Don't think too much today, we still have one more important thing to do."
"Something important?"
Akabane, Feiying and other people from Changhong's helm didn't know what Wuhen was talking about.
Wuhen smiled and said nothing, just drank the wine in the cup, and then looked at a pavilion deep in the garden. Akabane and others looked over, and then they realized that what Wuhen was looking at was not the pavilion, but the people sitting in the pavilion.
The person standing there was a man in white. They all knew him, it was the so-called Chiyan Master Gu Qingfeng.
"Brother Wuhen, you said that the most important thing is Mr. Chi Yan, who is Lao Shizi?"
Wuhen smiled lightly and asked, "Do you think he is the real Master Chi Yan?"
"It should be so." Fei Ying responded: "A few days ago at Xiaozhe Villa, I saw with my own eyes that he crushed a natural treasure into sand with just the strength of his hands, and then transformed it into a miraculous shape.
He created a beautiful phoenix, and I could really see his kick on the blue sky. He indeed has the body of a rock and absolute power."
"Haha, the rock body and absolute power are just legends. No one has ever seen them with their own eyes. Even if there is no real Master Chi Yan, it is still unknown."
Wuhen held a glass of wine and said: "Not to mention crushing the treasures of nature. This can only show that his physical body is strong. Other than that, it can't show anything. The real Master Chiyan may be very strong physically, but his physical body
A strong person is not necessarily Mr. Chi Yan."
"But he doesn't have any creation or treasure body on him. If he doesn't have a body of rock, why is he so strong?"
"That's what I'm talking about."
Feiying doesn't understand, and neither does Akabane.
"I don't know if he is the descendant of King Chi Xiao, and I don't believe it. I don't know if he is the real Master Chi Yan, and I don't believe it either, but I know why his body is so powerful!"
"Why?"
Wuhen squinted at Gu Qingfeng in the depths of the garden and said: "He has a black turtle in his hand. The physical body of that black turtle is also strong and strong. The black wind, the old monster Feng Lie, and the immortal mansion
Even Miss An Ran's attempts could not shake the black turtle at all. If my guess is correct, the reason why his body is so strong is definitely related to the black turtle. And according to the information I got, he also claimed that he had drunk that black turtle.
The blood of the black turtle."
A black turtle that is not strong without urging?
After drinking blood, the body becomes abnormally strong?
Feiying and Chiyu were extremely shocked and asked: "Brother Wuhen, how did you know?"
"Not only do I know about this, Li Qianhua also knows about it, Taoist Master Xuan Xin of Wuse Mountain also knows about it, and he was present at the time. Because of this, he stopped the people from Wuse Mountain from rashly attacking the person named Gu."
Wuhen roughly recounted the information he had found out. It was exactly what happened to Gu Qingfeng in the swampland. When Fei Ying heard that Gu Qingfeng yelled, Hei Feng Shuangsha was so shaken that he couldn't get up.
He couldn't believe his ears, and said in shock: "Is it difficult for Master Chi Yan to really be so powerful?"
"Indeed."
"No wonder when we were at Xiaozhe Villa, the Eight Black Wind Monsters knelt down to worship and gave gifts. I see."
"Brother Wuhen, are you sure that his physical strength is due to drinking the blood of that black turtle that is neither strong nor strong?" Akabane looked very excited.
"It should be close to ten."
Hearing what Wuhen said, Akabane immediately understood what Wuhen's so-called important matter was, and asked in a low voice: "Brother, when will we take action?"
"No rush!"
"We can't rush this matter. The strength of this person named Gu is unpredictable. A loud shout can shake the black wind and the two demons to the point where they can't get up. We must not do anything rashly." Wuhen thought for a moment and then said: "
Moreover, even if we want to take action, we must understand one thing."
"What's up?"
"That is his identity, whether he is the real Master Chi Yan."
"Brother Wuhen, didn't you say that a person who was wiped out in ashes cannot be resurrected from the dead? If so, why can't it be confirmed?" Feiying said: "Besides, his physical strength is also due to drinking the blood of the black turtle.
It’s not the absolute power of a rock body, and it’s even less likely that it’s Young Master Chi Yan.”
Akabane stared into the depths of the garden like a poisonous snake and said disdainfully: "Don't say he is fake, so what if he is really Master Chiyan!"
"No! We must find out whether he is Master Chi Yan. This is very important to us."
"Brother Wuhen, even if he is really Master Chiyan, it doesn't matter to us, right? You don't really believe that he is the descendant of King Chixiao, do you?"
"I didn't believe it at first, but if he is really the Chiyan Master three years ago, it's hard to say. Think about it, a person who was wiped out in ashes can come back to life. Except for the king's descendants, this kind of thing can't be done.