The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 1907: Come on one by one
Chapter 1907
Seeing that Mr. Wushuang was not humble, Bai Yizhou continued to laugh and said: "As everyone knows, the Orchid saint in my family loves rhythm, and I often play it on weekdays. For tomorrow’s banquet, I have to ask Mr. Wushuang for advice."
Young Master Wushuang picked up a glass of wine and chuckled softly: "Others dare not say that Wushuang does have some experience in the way of rhythm. For example, although the sound of the Orchid Saintess is beautiful, it is somewhat inaccurate." /
"Xi Qin's characteristic is soft and lyrical, but its background color is sadness and sadness after all. If you can't understand these two points, you can't play the essence."
Bai Yizhou and the others thoughtfully nodded, not knowing whether they understood it or not, and smiled: "So that's it. I will wait for Master Wushuang tomorrow, and it will shine!"
Young Master Wushuang smiled and said: "At the beginning of the next year, if you want to gain a foothold in the Eastern Wilderness, you still need some help."
Bai Yizhou and the three looked at each other with a smile on their faces. They probably knew what Wushuang was going to do.
He wants to make a name for himself by communicating with all the holy places. In short, he wants to use the name of the first holy place in the Eastern Desolation to show off himself.
"Well, if I go to the Dragon Empire in the future, I have to rely on Master Wushuang to introduce me!"
Several people understood and responded at the same time.
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In the early morning of the next day, Youlan Sheng Wuchen Palace became particularly lively.
Wuchen Palace is a restricted place of the sect. If there are no distinguished guests visiting during weekdays, it is generally prohibited for others to enter.
In the square in front of the Wuchen Palace, a banquet has already been set up, and almost all the prestigious disciples of the Tiandao Sect have arrived.
There are also many inner disciples who also took this opportunity to come outside, wanting to observe and observe the demeanor of this frost-free master.
After all, from the Kagura family, everyone has long heard of it.
It's just that this time he was visiting as a disciple of the Shinto Pavilion, not only came here alone, but there were also many Shinto Pavilion disciples.
The so-called sacred exchanges, everyone knows that it is two young disciples competing for the top.
Similar exchanges are almost separated from time to time. Relatively speaking, they are not so eye-catching. It is the Yulan Flower Fair that will really cause a frenzy. When the Flower Fair was held, it was not only the six holy sites, but also the East Wilderness. The leaders will go.
At present, only two disciples are more concerned about this exchange.
After all, young people have a strong spirit, and they still value the honor and disgrace of the sect. In the past two exchanges, the Shinto Pavilion was almost defeated.
This time, Master Wushuang is leading the team, and the disciples of the Shinto Pavilion are all suffocating to find their place.
In the square in front of the clean palace, tables and chairs have already been placed, and the two disciples are sitting opposite each other.
On the side of Tiandaozong, Youlan Saintess sits in the middle, and the Shinto Pavilion is headed by Master Wushuang.
For those who are eligible to sit in it, the cultivation base is at least in the five-dimensional nirvana, of which six-dimensional nirvana is the majority, and the seven-dimensional nirvana is at the top.
As for the eight-dimensional Nirvana, it is quite rare.
The disciples who have attained eight-dimensional Nirvana in cultivation are mostly over fifty years old, and eight-dimensional Nirvana under fifty is quite rare.
Generally, similar exchanges are basically limited to the younger generation, and very few older generations blend in.
The same is true on the Shinto Pavilion. Unless it is the real Yulanhua Society, where the two leaders of Zheng and Devil gather together, the top characters will appear.
Wang Ziyue, Chenzhong, and Ouyang He were sitting together. He looked at him, but he didn't even see Lin Yun.
"The master has arrived, why haven't he come yet? I'm not trapped, right?" Wang Ziyue muttered.
"Who are you talking about?" Chen Zhong asked curiously.
"It's okay." Wang Ziyue forced a smile.
When the number of people arrived, Bai Shuying briefly welcomed the people of the Shinto Pavilion, and the banquet began.
"I have something to say below."
At this moment, Master Wushuang suddenly spoke, smiling like a wind.
"Master Wushuang has anything to say, but it doesn't hurt to say it."
Bai Shuying is puzzled,
Politely.
"The two exchanges have a long history, but Wushuang is a newcomer. I would like to take this opportunity to offer a song to the saint."
He is generous, self-confident, open and open, and his smile makes people feel like spring breeze.
As soon as these words fell, many people on Tiandaozong's brows wrinkled slightly, and they looked at this Master Wushuang much more hostile.
After all, Bai Shuying is in the Heavenly Dao Sect, and there are many suitors, facing the almost instinctive enemy of Wushuang.
"This guy really came for Saint Youlan, and the two exchanges were the beginning."
"What about the Kagura family? I really thought I was worthy of the Orchid Saintess."
"Pretend to be."
There are many people whispering, their faces are not pretty.
Looking at Mr. Wushuang, he felt like a wild boar was arching his cabbage.
"Hahaha, I have long heard that Mr. Wushuang has a unique rhythm. Bai has been known for a long time, please, Mr. Wushuang."
Bai Yizhou, who had previously communicated with Young Master Wushuang, smiled and clapped his hands in front of Bai Shuying.
"People from the Kagura family, I heard that they played in front of the Shenlong Empress, and Yemou is also known for a long time."
Ye Qinghong smiled slightly, followed the words and took it.
"Master Wushuang, I'm afraid I have been preparing for a long time." Zhang Kui said with a smile.
Many disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect's saintly inheritance frowned slightly, and they all looked at these three with a little dissatisfaction.
Clearly a saint of the Heavenly Dao Sect, why speak for outsiders?
Seeing this, Bai Shuying said lightly: "Please."
Young Master Wushuang smiled, took out the guqin and began to play. He played an ancient song.
But it is an ancient song that everyone has heard of, Acacia Fu.
The intention is so obvious that it is quite obvious provocation. Wang Ziyue and others have felt in the song, the scorching meaning of Master Wushuang for the Saint Orchid.
He is quite confident and skilled, but the so-called ancient music is not at all difficult in his hands.
Even if Wang Ziyue and others think he is quite unhappy, they have to admit that this prime minister's gift is extremely good.
No matter the artistic conception, intonation, technique, and even the vision created by the notes are perfect.
Under the blessing of the voice of sages and sages, the strings resound like heaven, resounding in everyone's ears, echoing in the clouds, and drifting to all directions.
After the song was over, everyone recovered after a long time. Wang Ziyue and the others couldn't help but become more solemn when looking at Master Wushuang.
This guy, the one who came is not good.
"Autumn wind is declining, grass and white clouds are deep, where to find the mountains and running water. Sad and sorrowful and deserted, lovesickness is hard to stop, lovesickness is hard to die..."
Surrounded by the lingering sound, Master Wushuang chanted a few words softly, and laughed softly: "Show the ugly."
Bai Shuying seemed to move. This prime minister's thoughts, Nie Wushuang, played really well, evoking some soft emotions in her heart.
Where to find the mountains and rivers, why not the person she thinks about, there is nowhere to be found, she can only wait.
"Master Wushuang, he is indeed well-deserved." Bai Shuying waited for the remaining sound to dissipate before whispering.
Her voice is crisp, like jade pieces, and it is very pleasant to the ears.
The corner of Wushuang's mouth turned slightly, and he smiled: "The saint is polite."
"This song can only be played like this, and someone knows a little rhythm. I don't know if Mr. Wushuang can advise."
On the side of Tiandaozong, one person played with the wine glass and looked at Master Wushuang and said provocatively.
Wang Ziyue quickly looked at the Zhouxu of the Holy Spirit Courtyard.
The Holy Spirit Academy mainly cultivates spiritual patterns, and spiritual power is required to cultivate spiritual patterns, so there are many saints who understand rhythm.
Zhou Xu is one of the best. Seeing this Wushuang boy directly bouncing off his lovesickness, he was immediately unhappy.
It's not just him, the faces of the disciples of the Heavenly Dao Sect's Saint Chuan are not pretty.
Playing this Acacia Fu in front of them, isn't it clear to grab the Orchid Saint?
"Oh? Need to communicate."
Young Master Wushuang said with a smile.
"This is the intention."
Zhou Xu put down his wine glass, the sharp edge between his brows was revealed, and his eyes were full of fighting spirit.
If he talks about the sound temperament, he may be worse than the opponent, but if he talks about mental power, he asks himself to be much better than the opponent.
"I really know how to live and die, and I took the initiative to communicate with Mr. Wushuang, don't you know he is the son of the Kagura family?"
"Heavenly Dao Sect actually has such a fool."
"Haha."
Many disciples of the Shinto Pavilion, all of them are playful, with a little disdain in their eyes.
They are extremely confident in Master Wushuang. In the two exchanges, Master Wushuang will surely help Shendao Pavilion find a place.
The Orchid saint will also be impressed by Master Wushuang!
After a short while, the two sides began to communicate.
The many sacred biography of the Tiandaozong all squeezed a sweat for Zhou Xu and admired his courage, but they also knew that this "communication" would mostly lose.
The name of the two is exchange, which is actually a discussion.
The tune is square, and it instantly makes people feel like they are on the battlefield, and the sound of gold and iron is endless.
The sound of the Zhouxu's piano is like ten thousand roars and ten thousand horses humming together.
The smoke billowed under the dark clouds, and the killing sound shook the sky as the blood blade swung. Everyone was slightly startled, and they didn't expect that the market was really good at rhythm this week.
I have already mastered the voice of sages, and I played the song of killing the wolf fury.
"Interesting."
Young Master Wushuang was taken aback for a moment, and then he also played the wolf anger.
Roar!
The two men competed in music, and the square in front of the dust-free palace seemed to have become a boundless battlefield.
The boundless black cloud in the sky, under the blessing of the sound of the piano, turned into two gray wolves, constantly roaring and killing each other,
Under the clouds, the two armies are fighting, and the sound of the piano collides, and countless creatures fall on the battlefield.
The song of killing and cutting is extremely cruel.
The two fought quite fiercely, and everyone's heart tightened. After half a quarter of an hour, Zhou Xu had the advantage.
The gray wolf belonging to him on the battlefield, as well as the black cavalry army, all blasted towards the opponent.
His mental power is very strong, he has already reached the realm of the twelfth-rank Saint Profound Master, so the vision he played is extremely amazing.
Boom!
The great army was like a bamboo, destroying the vision of Young Master Wushuang, and in a short while, thousands of them rushed towards the opponent.
Crack!
The gray wolf in the sky also shredded his opponent, let out a roar, and ran towards the young man Wushuang who played the piano from the sky.
"Leave aside the door."
Young Master Wushuang smiled disdainfully, letting these visions come, and then suddenly pulled out a long tone with his fingers.
Om!
The strings trembled, golden light bloomed from him, and his rhythm changed from the voice of the holy monarch to the voice of the great saint.
Boom!
Under the shining golden light~IndoMTL.com~ Thousands of troops and horses melted instantly, and the huge wolf screamed and disappeared.
Crack, click!
The strings shattered one by one in front of Zhou Xu, and he spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face became extremely pale.
Everyone was shocked, and then suddenly realized that Master Wushuang had not done his best.
"Don't be embarrassed by this trick." The disciple of the Shinto pavilion's holy inheritance, with a disdainful expression on his face, sneered.
Bai Shuying's face changed slightly, and it seemed that the visitor was not good this time.
The disciples of Tiandaozong were furious. As the first holy land in the Eastern Desolation, the sense of honor of the disciples of the sect was quite strong.
Suddenly got up, wanting to communicate with this frost-free boy.
Young Master Wushuang smiled and said: "Don't worry, come one by one."
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