The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 1675: The event is approaching
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Under Lin Yun's gaze, Gu Jun took out two slender strings.
Lin Yun held it in his hand and felt it, the strings were very light, and there was no trace of dragon tendons at all.
After being refined by Master Tianxuan, all the essence of the dragon tendons is preserved, and they are made into perfect strings.
According to Lin Yun's request, the two strings are slightly thicker than those of Guzheng and Pipa.
"It is indeed the ancient dragon tendons."
Lin Yun said softly.
You can obviously dare to speak of the ancient dragon within the strings. Lin Yun has a keel, and it is easy to feel that it is the sacred body of the blue dragon.
Compared with the dragon bone, the dragon tendon is more valuable than the ground.
To be honest, dragon tendons are harder to find than **** keel bones, and dragon tendons are difficult to preserve completely.
"What the **** do you want this stuff for?"
Gu Jun looked at Lin Yun suspiciously, took out another thing, and said: "And this bow, which is weird in ancient times, what is it?"
"Just leave it alone."
Lin Yun took the piano bow and took a look, and said in surprise: "Shenlongmu."
The wood of the bow is actually Shenlong wood. Although it is not as good as the hibiscus, it is also an extremely rare wood.
"Heh, otherwise, why do you think it took so long? An Xiaoniu didn't even ask what you are going to do. She was busy and didn't know how much she had spent." Gu Jun glanced at Lin Yun and said.
Lin Yun ignored him, took out Xi Qin, and carefully installed the strings.
He was busy working on this for the first time, and it didn't work well for a long time.
"Let me come, your hand, you can see it is a sword."
Gu Jun looked at Lin Yun contemptuously, and took Xi Qin and the strings over, thinking about three times and five to two and he was done.
"It turned out to be the idea of playing Xiqin, but this thing has been lost in ancient times, and no one has played it anymore. Even if you install the strings, how can you rely on it to show off at the Langya Festival? I see you It’s just a waste of work..."
Gu Jun smiled disappointedly, and handed Xi Qin over to hit Lin Yun.
"Who said you can't speak?"
Lin Yun put the bow on the strings, and after a little familiarity, the bow slid.
The sound of music that Gu Jun had never heard before was broadcast on the strings, with a sad and weak tone, like a human singing with weeping and choking, and at the same time it reveals the vicissitudes of being unable to use words.
The sense of vicissitudes contained in the tone was something that Gu Jun had never seen before, and he was shocked instantly.
This... how is it possible?
He looked at Lin Yun incredulously, the other party not only pulled out a voice, but also played an ancient song he had never heard before.
As soon as the melody sounded, people felt a sense of unconcealable sadness and bitterness, as well as all kinds of injustice and resentment.
Gu Jun is sure that this must be an ancient song composed by Xi Qin and not an application of other ancient songs.
"Sure enough."
Lin Yun put down the strings, a bright light flashed in his eyes.
"This...what tune? Xi Qin hasn't been lost a long time ago, how did your kid do it?" Gu Jun was going crazy, Lin Yun just stopped, and immediately asked continuously.
"The second spring reflects the moon."
Lin Yun said calmly.
This is a famous Erhu song. Lin Yun had heard it before, but he couldn't remember it.
After mastering the rhythm in this world, he is extremely sensitive to all kinds of music in the previous life, and he can remember most of it with a little recollection. The missing parts can be easily filled with his knowledge.
But this is just a small test, Lin Yun has greater ambitions.
The Xiqin in his hand is polished with hibiscus sacred wood. If you use it to play the Fusang Feitianqu, it may be more suitable than the wind.
"You guy, really a genius!" Gu Jun looked at Lin Yun and exclaimed. "Not enough. After all, my musical background is still too low. Compared with other Dasile who has practiced for more than ten years and decades, once I get into a stalemate, there will be more and more flaws."
Lin Yun shook his head, he was very calm, this Xi Qin can be used as a magic trick.
But you can't put all your hole cards on this.
If you really want to make yourself foolproof, you still have to make the Phoenix Divine Finger go further, and it's best to reach the state of Phoenix Nirvana.
There is still some time before the Langya event, Lin Yun is not in a hurry.
He simply stayed in Gu Jun’s cave and began to play Fusang Feitian Qu with Xiqin and Fengleiqin respectively, asking Gu Jun to point out the differences and the points that needed to be corrected.
The division of sacred sounds is divided into nine grades, and there are also sages, great sages, and holy kings.
The difference between the two is not too big. The former is a great realm every three days, and the latter is named directly after the great realm.
Gu Jun’s musical attainments have already reached the level of the voice of the holy king, and the outer saint and the inner king are only one step away from the emperor’s voice.
Lin Yun is more than enough to give advice. He has been on the same track for many years.
In the exchanges with Lin Yun, I unexpectedly discovered many gains. The old and the young get along quite harmoniously.
"Ancient head, what is the voice of the Great Sage?"
On this day, after Lin Yun finished contacting, he talked with Gu Jun.
Gu Jun fiddled with Xi Qin, pulling it slowly, and said with a smile: "The sage's voice can turn the rhythm into wind, travel the world, communicate with all things, and present the vision in the song more perfectly. This is the so-called The wind of sages."
"The Voice of the Great Sage gives life to the rhythm, and each note has a separate soul."
"The note disappears instantly, but if the note has a soul, even if the note disappears, the lingering sound will linger, overlapping and advancing layer by layer. The vision you play will also have life. , As if it really exists. For example..."
As he spoke, he showed off, every note coming out of Xi Qin was very transparent.
Boom!
When the note disappeared, Lin Yun's ears were trembling with thunder.
The lingering sound lingers, and there is no time to recall, a new note is born.
The remaining notes in the void are constantly superimposed, and along with the progress of the music, the momentum turns into a majestic vigor and turns in the void.
"Hahaha, happy! This Xiqin made by Fusang Shenmu is really a good thing, nothing more, let your kid see it today, look good, this is the voice of the holy king!"
Gu Jun's hair was flying, and the notes bursting out of Xi Qin changed again.
Boom!
For an instant, the wind and clouds shook, and the sky trembled.
Huh!
Lin Yun's complexion changed slightly, arms crossed in front of him, but it was still too late.
The aura bursting from the ancient head, immediately shook him a hundred meters away, and after landing, Lin Yun looked up.
The aura on Gu Jun's body has reached an unimaginable level.
Under the sound of the piano, the sky was about to explode, and the whole person became overbearing.
Behind him, there seemed to be thousands of troops and horses galloping. The ancient and vicissitudes of tunes made people completely immersed in the artistic conception he played.
Lin Yun was shocked, this old man really couldn't understand.
On weekdays, he is stingy and stingy, and shamelessly lied to him the Saint Profound Pill, and when he really showed his publicity, he felt like a different person.
Just like the brutal beating of Liu Chenxin on the street that day, he was arrogant and unreasonable.
The thirteenth rank Saint Profound Master, Nirvana Peak cultivation base, plus the voice of the Saint King at the bottom of the box, Lin Yun was shocked to find that he really underestimated it before.
He thought before that maybe Semi-Holy could not help him.
Think about it now, even an ordinary sage may not really be able to suppress him.
This is a tiger that usually takes a nap!
Is there any backing?
"How is it?"
The ancient head looked at Lin Yun Dese.
"Make do with it."
Lin Yun was shocked and said calmly on the surface.
"You kid, you really don't know Mount Tai, and the entire Tianxiang Palace is qualified to say that to the Holy Elder and the Palace Master." The old head smiled and cursed.
"Holy elders are younger than you. People have long been half holy, and they are still the voice of emperors." Lin Yun said.
"Sooner or later you will be **** off by you."
Gu Jun put down Xi Qin and said, "There is no conscience at all."
Lin Yun smiled and continued to practice piano, playing the Phoenix Heart Song with Phoenix Fingers.
With the sound of the piano, his ten fingers are like the wind, playing faster and faster, and finally the whole figure is blurred.
The afterimages stayed one after another, and the sound of the piano became very strange, as if there were a few more people.
There are nine afterimages staying on the wind and thunder piano, and the sound of phoenix ming is heard from within Lin Yun.
Boom!
When the general trend formed by the convergence of the piano sounds reached its peak, Lin Yun suddenly burst into flames.
A sharp phoenix chirping resounded, and there was a phoenix in the flames flying up from Lin Yun.
"Huh!"
Lin Yun let out a foul breath and whispered softly: "The Phoenix Finger is finally done."
But if the emperor was still there, it would definitely hurt him a lot, and Lin Yun couldn't help laughing at this thought.
I don't know what happened to the Great Emperor and the Little Thief Cat. The Ten Thousand Demon Peak is an absolutely forbidden place, and the holy monarch will die in nine deaths.
"Tiandaozong's appointment, don't miss it."
Lin Yun got up and put the wind and leiqin away, and took a few steps to put Xiqin and the bow together.
When I was about to leave, I thought for a while and wanted to leave a bottle of Dragon Clan's wine, and the remaining few Saint Profound Pills were also left.
At sunset, the old head dangled and returned.
I saw the Dragon Clan Brew on the Stone Table and the Holy Profound Pill, and I was taken aback for a moment, then smiled: "This little guy is still a little conscience."
When only the last seven days of the Langya event were left, Lin Yun went to the top of the snow mountain again.
In the holy lake with heavy snow, Yue Weiwei is practicing the Nine Heavens Profound Girl Dance.
The Nine Heavens Profound Girl Dance is extremely complicated. Even if Lin Yun has always played Neon Feathers, Yue Weiwei has only jumped to the fifteenth stage, and there are still three last stages left to master.
The Nine Heavens Profound Girl Dance can be regarded as a high-grade martial arts of the dragon spirit level, and it is even more complicated, and the requirements for talent are terribly high.
With her current cultivation base, Yue Weiwei's cultivation to such a realm is already quite against the sky.
However, the palace lord and the holy elders were extremely strict with Yue Weiwei. Anyway, Lin Yun had never seen them praise her.
Huh?
Suddenly, Lin Yun stopped.
Beside the holy lake, besides the holy elder Mu Xueling~IndoMTL.com~ there is another person standing shoulder to shoulder with her, a young man in blue.
The blue-clothed youth suddenly turned around, and his eyes fell on Lin Yun, who also saw him clearly.
The other party has a handsome face, clean features, and not a good-looking handsome, but there is a dusty temperament lingering on his body, which looks particularly elegant.
Lin Yun probably has a guess in his mind, this should be the big brother who has been practicing outside Tianxiang Palace.
He took another step and walked over step by step.
The blue-clothed youth waited for Lin Yun to approach, he took a look, and he said in the tone of a senior brother: "Listen to the elders, you are playing the neon feathers for juniors during this time?"
"A problem?"
Lin Yun said lightly.
The blue-clothed youth was taken aback for a moment, and then raised his brows slightly, with a smile on his face, this newcomer...a bit aggressive.
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