Emperor of Nine Suns Chapter 1946: You want to leave me empty gloves?

Actually, Chu Chen had already seen it when I was looking at it just now. There was almost no crack around this white courtyard. Obviously this is a good place.

It has not been affected by the cracks in the space at all, and turned out to be the safest stronghold!

After knocking on the door, there was a slight footstep behind the door.

For a moment, the delicate white iron gate slowly opened, and a boy who looked like thirteen or fourteen came out from inside.

Wearing a blue-black servant costume, he bowed slightly, and said to Chu Chen very politely, "The master of the house is resting. I wonder why you are knocking on the door?"

"Are you still recruiting piano masters now?" Chu Chen went straight in.

"Are you a luthier?"

The Tsing Yi boy's eyes lit up, and Chu Chen also discovered that the spiritual power of this boy was actually half-step Tianhe level, and immediately had a more intuitive understanding of the owner of this golden thread ink bamboo forest.

"People who have heard me play say that my piano art is pretty good." Chu Chen nodded confidently.

The boy looked at him up and down, but shook his head, "You should leave. Regardless of your piano skills, your cultivation level alone is too weak. It is impossible for a monk in Linghe to satisfy us. Required."

Chu Chen frowned, but he still has a request for cultivation?

To be honest, by now he is too lazy to explain the reason for his low cultivation base.

Said it is recruiting piano masters, but first of all, people are measured by the realm of cultivation. Then there is no way to find a place.

So he didn't explain anything, just nodded lightly and turned away.

Just a moment ago, a gentle voice came from the courtyard:

"Qingsun, please invite the guests in quickly, don't be rude. It is hard to find a piano master in Wangtian Ancient City, and finally one comes, don't neglect."

"Qingsun got it." The boy in Tsing Yi bowed in the direction of the yard and saluted, then opened the door and said to Chu Chen, "Mr. please come in."

People in the monk circle generally call the other person senior brother and sister, this is the first time someone calls him "sir", and it makes Chu Chen a little surprised.

This kind of appellation is generally spread in certain families with extremely ancient heritage.

The expert is first. Regardless of how much respect there is in this "sir", the etiquette alone is impeccable.

Chu Chen followed the boy named Qingsun into the Baiyuan. Stepping into the entrance is like stepping into a whole new world.

The courtyard is extremely deep, with high walls and lush trees.

A small stream winds past, passing rockeries, pools, and medicine forests, making it look small and exquisite. The road is also built with the flow of the creek, so it appears to be a winding path.

The yard was planted with golden thread ink bamboo, and the dazzling golden thread gleamed lightly on the bamboo body. It can be seen that the moth bamboo in this yard grows better than the moth bamboo outside.

After walking for about half a cup of tea, there is still a winding path ahead, as if it can hover endlessly.

Chu Chen was in a calm mood, not impatient or impatient, silently following Qingsun Tong.

It's just that when I reached a certain distance, a desolate, bleak voice suddenly came from a room not far away.

The voice is low and heavy, and it sounds like someone is sobbing and crying.

As this sound appeared, the surroundings became a lot of inexplicable depression, and there was an inexplicable sense of tragic and majesty in the air, which made people feel sad and desolate in their hearts.

"Is this someone blowing the xun? Good rhythm, strong and upright voice, no rush or slow, exuding a bright atmosphere in the silent place. This xun player is a master!"

Chu Chen involuntarily gave a secret compliment.

"Mr. Good ears." Qingsun Boy smiled faintly, and after walking for another cup of tea, the two came to an independent courtyard.

There is a chubby old man in this yard, who looks like he is in his sixties, wearing a white robe that he washed. When Chu Chen and Qing Sun walked in, he was blowing the xun hard, not looking at anyone at all.

The xun of the fat old man is very connotative, deep, deep, and solemn. He didn't urge any spiritual power, but when the xun sound came out, there was an inexplicable sadness in the surrounding air, which made people feel congested and gave full play to the sound quality characteristics of xun.

One song must be played, and the remaining sound is endless and endless. The bleak, sad, and sad breath remained for a long time, fully revealing the clever xun technique of the fat old man.

The old man remembered silently for a moment, then opened his eyes to look at Chu Chen, and asked slowly, "You can play the piano?"

"Yes." Chu Chen said concisely.

"Very good, just know how to play the piano." The fat old man nodded, "We have been looking for a piano master. Although your cultivation level is not high, we still decide to give you a chance."

"What are you recruiting luthiers for?" Chu Chen asked softly.

"Uh..., in fact, we only want a luthier for one purpose, and that is to play with us."

The fat old man said, "One of our old friends is only good at playing the piano. Since you can, let's practice with us first."

"If I can meet your requirements, what reward can you give me?" Chu Chen asked the question he cared most.

"Remuneration?"

The fat old man was stunned. He didn't seem to expect that Chu Chen's words would say this at all. He was taken aback for a while before reacting. He looked at Chu Chen with a hint of contempt, "In this ancient city of Wangtian Here, being able to play with us is the greatest honor, you still have to pay?"

"Do you...you want to empty the glove white wolf?"

Chu Chen smiled slightly~IndoMTL.com~White wolf with empty gloves? To you little friend Linghe? "

Because of Chu Chen's retort, he almost didn't breathe. The fat old man looked up and down at him with wide eyes, and asked, "Did you just enter the ancient city of Wangtian?"

"Yeah." Chu Chen nodded. He didn't deny that, after all, it was easy to see.

The fat old man shook his head, quite a little bit helpless, "You haven't heard of us when you first came, and you can’t blame you for this. Let’s put it this way, a few of our old friends are preparing for one thing, just There is a shortage of a qualified luthier. As long as you can meet our standards and successfully complete that thing with us, then we will give you a semi-chaotic magical instrument."

"Oh?" Chu Chen was a little surprised by the semi-chaos-level magical item when he shot it. Then he smiled and asked, "If the semi-chaotic-level magical item you gave me is not something I am interested in What to do?"

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