Silent Crown Chapter 655: I am a good monk

Seven days.

The whole Guixu ushered in a precious and unrealistic peace, and the battle was confined to a small area, almost reduced by dozens of times.

Although Ye Qingxuan is consciously peaceful, there is nothing wrong with it, but for most people, Ye Qingxuan’s mouse **** is simply ruining his own pot of soup.

No one hopes that when they are fighting, there is someone behind them catching their attention. Especially that guy is not only making his own ideas, but also doing 30 years of free work for him, and by the way, he has all his apprentices with him...

"I said, the presiding judge, don't you feel ashamed!"

A master who was forced to a desperate question once asked with great anger, but Ye Qingxuan had no feeling: "Shame? Where is the shame? What's wrong with maintaining peace?

Have you really thought about what the chief judge does? If I don’t kill you and trap you on the torture rack and burn you to ashes, it’s already a net open side, okay? "

After going through the days with Shi Dong's old **** every day, this level of questioning was a drizzle to Ye Qingxuan.

Just kidding, he is the chief judge.

Holding the rod of destiny, righteousness and righteousness are in the body.

I kill, I set fire, I sell indulgences, but I know I am a good monk.

Even if he kills all the masters by himself, he will at most cause some trouble, not to mention what he has done is really good.

Although most people don't want this kind of good thing to happen to them.

It's just that his main activity time is only about five days.

In five days, he jumped up and down from Guixu, rummaged through every corner, and ‘saved’ 21 masters. In other words, at least seventeen or eight mainstays of schools signed his contract and were deceived into the thief ship of the Inquisition.

Five days later, he occupied a large building in the east of Guixu and stopped appearing. Even with the twenty-odd masters, they huddled inside and couldn't get out of the door behind closed doors.

At this level, Ye Qingxuan had already exceeded Ye Qingxuan's expectations. He never thought that he would be able to wipe out the entire return to the market. It's already a surprise to be able to take advantage of the fire and get such a large number of people at this time.

If you continue to do it, it will be too late.

Although the masters who signed the contract have a lot of resentment towards him, the masters are not fools. After seeing the chaotic situation clearly, they all understand that although they will not be free for the next 30 years, at least they will still be alive, but If Huangquan died, there was nothing left.

Ye Qingxuan can only be regarded as a profiteer, but at any rate he explained to himself the consequences and costs.

Besides, the treatment he offered was pretty good, and he worked for the Inquisition without shame.

As long as the contract is strictly enforced, the masters will not suffer at all. At most, they will be a little troublesome. In addition, they will be robbed by Ye Qingxuan.

Life is saved.

Then it's time to work next.

But no one thought that after joining the Inquisition, the first thing he did... was to make up classes.

"Pig brain!"

"What the hell! Shit doesn't make sense!"

"Is your music theory class given by the martial arts teacher!"

"How did you mix up to now?!"

"Unsightly! Unsightly!"

"How did I teach you the last time? You write this kind of ghost!"

In the ruined hall, Mabel stood in the corner, gleefully watching not far away, surrounded by a few old men, cursing Ye Qingxuan, who was bloody.

Yes, the first job of the masters is to make up lessons for their immediate superiors.

Originally, after hearing Ye Qingxuan's request, the masters suspected that Ye Qingxuan had another plan. After all, he was the most powerful musician under the scepter, how could he have to make up lessons for him. He was pretty close to teaching himself.

But after a closer look, all the masters spewed a spit of old blood again.

Ye Qingxuan, this guy, is simply...unbearable!

Everyone has a question from the bottom of their hearts: Your Excellency, the presiding judge, how on earth have you gotten here?

"It's impossible to blame me!"

Ye Qingxuan defended himself: "It took me a year to become a musician. Half of the year was in class, but during the half year of class, it took only one month to learn music theory.

For the remaining five months, Quan Te Mo was fighting wits with the school committee and was busy saving Avalon! And my conditions are so difficult, it’s not easy to learn an interpretation method, let alone learn the others, I have never heard of it..."

Several masters glanced at each other, their hearts were complicated, and it was hard to say a word.

A year's time to reach the present achievement, it can be said that there is no one before, and there is no one to come after. But the basic skills of most musicians are so sparse, so sparse that it is unbearable to look directly...

"It's a wicked one."

Oden sighed and gave up completely: "Your Excellency the presiding judge, I can't teach a student like you, please forgive me for my lack of learning."

"Yes, please be smart."

Several masters also defeated, and offered their own music and classics with both hands: "It's really not good, please study by yourself. In a few hours, my heart can't stand it. Continue teaching. The Fate Chapter is about to collapse."

"Hey! Not so exaggerated!"

Ye Qingxuan was angry: "Isn't it just a ‘arrangement’? You can’t teach this? What do you do for food!"

Several masters glanced at each other and sighed in unison: "To be honest, your Excellency, we have brought apprentices for so many years... This is the first time we have seen you such an unbearable student."

"Why did I become unbearable!" Ye Qingxuan took up a stack of manuscripts: "This is not homework! With so many homework, doesn't one pass?"

The masters were silent for a long time.

After such a long time, everyone can understand each other. Everyone knows that the chief judge is a very good talker without involving the bottom line. Therefore, after hesitating for a while, he no longer saves face, picking up his homework and marking him up. .

Thirty points, thirty points, thirty points, thirty points...

The results came out soon.

Ye Qingxuan's face is green.

Nine assignments, none of them passed.

"Hey! You guys don't avenge your private revenge!"

Oden shook his head and stood up: "To be honest, the application of music theory and the creation of music are two completely different fields. Your understanding and application of music theory has reached a range that we can’t reach, but in the music Writing in this field...

IMHO: You have no talent at all. "

"..."

"Moreover, we even doubt whether you have actually received a formal music teacher course? Your strength is obvious to all, but to be honest, this strength also makes us very difficult to understand in the past.

Because in our opinion, the stronger the musician, the longer it takes to accumulate. But this law does not seem to exist for you. Now it seems that you have never walked the path of a real musician, have you? "

"..."

"Before an apprentice becomes a formal apprentice, it takes at least five years to lay the foundation, including four years and a lot of training."

Oden said here, another old man interrupted: "In our school, it will take seven years."

"Yes, seven years."

Oden sighed and looked at Ye Qingxuan, the meaning is self-evident.

Seven years.

According to the usual schedule, Your Excellency the Grand Presiding Judge, you have not yet joined the division.

Ye Qingxuan can understand what they mean.

To be honest, in order not to hurt Ye Qingxuan's self-esteem, these old men have spoken softly enough.

It took a year to reach the pinnacle of a master. Ye Qingxuan wouldn't believe it if he didn't use the evil way. Count how many good things he has installed all over his body, just taking out one is enough to drive all musicians in the world crazy.

In just one year, Ye Qingxuan's own level has risen like flying in an airship.

What's more terrifying is that you can turn all external forces into your own power without any hindrance. Even since the start of the apprenticeship, he began to control his own power more than ten times.

With the rod of destiny, Ye Qingxuan used himself as the starting point, and the power to pry from the etheric realm was more than ten times?

This talent for using foreign objects so skillfully is so large that it is frightening.

But this does not hinder him. He has not yet completed most of the musician courses.

For example, it’s crucial—arrangement.

Even his chapter of Fate uses the blueprints created in advance by Ye Lanzhou, Hermes and Abraham.

The three of the ‘Chapter of the Moon’, the ‘Sage’s Stone’ and the ‘Scourge Resonance’ can be combined in one place, without any conflict with each other~IndoMTL.com~ runs smoothly and even produces a multiplier effect. To be able to do this, the effort required is no less than re-creation.

But the problem is...he doesn't know anything else.

The ancient Romulus people said that all roads can lead to their capital, but Ye Qingxuan is good at this one out of thousands of roads...

Every time at this time, Ye Qingxuan wanted to dig out Ye Lanzhou.

Even in the history of the East, among the countless celestial beings, there are only a handful of people with talents like Ye Lanzhou.

The Nine Heavens Ring is in your hand, and the ladder spans seven lines. No matter what kind of music theory you can wave your hands to create, you can do whatever you want with your hands, not restrict your things, let alone your style.

No matter what kind of movement it is, after just watching it once or twice, you can comprehend the changes and essence of it. With a little research, you can incorporate it into your own movement and even create better ones!

In this spiritual creation, Ye Qingxuan sighed that he was inferior, and even had no hope of closing this huge gap.

He knows this well.

He didn't take the right path from the beginning. Although he has the power he has today, he has never pursued the great source that every musician dreams of.

He knew that from the beginning to the present, he was still the ‘scribe’.

All my talents are based on ‘utilization’ and ‘integration’ instead of ‘creation’ and ‘exploration’. I am afraid I have no talent for creating movements in this life.

In the final analysis, Ye Qingxuan was never a musician.

A knight with great swordsmanship may not be able to recreate a whole new set of swordsmanship from scratch.

And this is the biggest dilemma he faces now.

His Fate Chapter.

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