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"We use the qin to make friends. If we don't know how to do it, what are we doing here?" said the luthier in white.

"Eat and sleep, you don't care what we do. As the host, Fairy Yang didn't say anything, so it's your turn to speak."

Madman Chu glanced at the luthier in white.

At that moment, the luthier in white seemed to be stared at by an ancient fierce beast, and a bone-chilling chill suddenly appeared in his heart.

"Okay, these are my friends, please show me some face, let's leave this matter alone."

Yang Xiyun said aloud.

Everyone didn't say anything anymore, and the matter was over.

Soon, the banquet was over.

It can be said that Chu Kuangren was very disappointed when he came this time.

There are so many Qin Xius present, except for Yang Xiyun and Li Changyin, the others are all mediocre.

And even Yang Xiyun and the others are absolutely inferior to him.

But what surprised him was Murong Xuan's appearance, and several people gathered in an accordion, talking about each other's recent situation.

"Quickly tell me, how did your kid get on with Yang Xiyun." Madman Chu's eyes lit up, and his gossip soul was burning.

Murong Xuan blushed slightly when he heard this, "Sect Leader, Fairy Yang and I are pure."

"Pure? You two flirt with each other in public. If you tell me that you are pure, who will believe it?"

"Ahem, is it so obvious?"

"Damn it, you have the nerve to say that the two of you are so close to writing the word "love" on your face, isn't it obvious enough?"

"Actually, that's what happened..."

Madman Chu and Shang Qingxue listened with great interest.

It turned out that when Murong Xuan entered the Emperor's Road, he was transported to a forest by space energy.

There were many monsters in that forest. Murong Xuan walked there for several days without coming out. Later, he met Yang Xiyun who happened to come out to practice, and rescued her when she was besieged by monsters. After a period of time……

During that time, the two fell in love with each other, because Murong Xuan had just arrived, so he followed Yang Xiyun back to Xiyinmen.

Until today, I met Chu Kuangren here.

After listening, Chu Kuangren was a little disappointed, "That's it??"

"Uh, otherwise, what else do you want to be the head of the sect?" Murong Xuan said helplessly.

"You boy, you have good luck. Meeting such a simple girl, such a cliché script as a hero saving the beauty can move her."

"Xiyun has devoted herself to studying the piano, she is indeed relatively simple."

"Hey, she was still Fairy Yang just now, why did she suddenly change her name to Xiyun?" Madman Chu said teasingly.

Murong Xuan's face turned red.

Madman Chu just joked for a while.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Yang Xiyun walked in and said with a faint smile: "Brother Murong, why don't you invite Master Chu and friends from Shang to meet with Xiyinmen?"

Murong Xuan looked at Chu Kuangren and the two of them.

"In that case, let's chatter." Madman Chu said with a faint smile.

"It's okay."

At the invitation of Yang Xiyun, Chu Kuangren came to Xiyin Gate.

The head of the Xiyin sect received the two madmen Chu.

The master of the Xiyin sect is a middle-aged woman with a few faint crow's feet between her eyebrows and eyes, giving her a somewhat mature charm.

After learning that Chu Kuangren was Murong Xuan's head, her attitude seemed a little cold, and she simply arranged two rooms for them.

"Master, although the Xiyin sect master didn't say it clearly, she seems to have some opinions on us." Shang Qingxue said.

"It's not about us, it's about Murong Xuan, right? Think about it, the disciple I cultivated with great difficulty was actually kidnapped by an outsider. Would you be kind to him?" Kuangren Chu smiled lightly. .

"Is it really just that?"

"I hope it's just like this, otherwise, Murong Xuan's affairs will not be easy to handle."

Time passed, and soon it was time for Wanqin Banquet.

The Wanqin Banquet was held in a huge square in Seven Strings City.

Just today, the square is crowded with people, and countless piano repairers are looking forward to it.

Everyone is waiting for the emperor to appear.

Most of these people are Qin Xiu.

Li Changyin, Yang Xiyun, Ji Xiaoyao and several other leaders of Qixian City's younger generation are also among them.

At this time, three figures flew over not far away and landed in the center of the square.

"It's the three presidents of the Lyre Club."

"The master of Xiyin sect, the master of Huanyin, and the master of the Ji family, these three people are not only the Taishan Beidou in Yue Dao, but also famous masters in Dilu. This Wanqin Banquet is only for this The three are qualified to host."

"After all, it is the emperor's soldiers who choose the master. Of course, there must be a few important people to preside over it."

All the piano repairers at the scene were discussing in low voices.

And the gazes of the three presidents also swept over everyone present.

They wanted to see if there were any noteworthy piano masters during this trip.

"Beihai Qinsheng is also here."

"It's not just him, even Taoist Liuli, who has lived in seclusion in Tianliuli Mountain for many years, has also come."

The three elders glanced at the crowd, but almost all the famous piano monks in memory came.

At this time, a sword light suddenly descended from the sky.

At the Jianguang station, a sword energy swept across like a hurricane, and saw a handsome and handsome young man slowly stepping into the air not far away.

The man came to Jian Guang and pulled out his long sword. Behind him was a black guqin.

"This kind of dress is the sword clan's Tianjiao Jian Changfeng, who is known as the master of both piano and sword."

"I didn't expect that even people from the Sword Clan could join in the fun in this Wanqin Banquet."

"It is estimated that the monks who know the way of the piano are almost here."

Jian Changfeng, one of the top Tianjiao in Dilu's younger generation, is second only to Taboo Tianjiao.

It is said that this person's strength is so high that he even fought against Emperor Zhun without losing the wind.

After Jian Changfeng appeared, Tianjiao, who is good at piano, appeared one after another.

Each of them has a big background. Looking at these people, the ordinary Qin Xiu immediately felt pressured.

As far as their ability is concerned, it is tantamount to wishful thinking if they want to obtain the imperial soldiers from these people.

"Forget it, I didn't have any hope in the first place, so let's take it as seeing the world."

Some zither monks comforted themselves.

And Patriarch Ji, one of the three chiefs, touched his beard when he saw that the people had arrived about the same time, and then said indifferently, "Welcome to the Emperor Soldiers!!"

Then I saw a large number of dark clouds gathering in the sky.

In the dark clouds, there are azure blue thunder flickering crazily, exuding an extremely strong coercion.

Immediately afterwards, a thunderbolt crashed down!

When the thunder light dissipated, what caught everyone's eyes was a gorgeous guqin made of blue like crystal!

This piano is exactly the imperial soldier that many piano repairers dream of!

"The name of this piano is... Chunlei!!"

Chapter 521: The emperor's soldiers spring thunder, the qin demon draws ghosts, no one in contemporary qin

Suddenly, a thunderbolt landed in the sky, turning into an azure blue all over body, like a guqin made of crystal.

There are seven strings on the piano, which are radiant and colorful, very extraordinary.

"The name of this piano is... Chunlei!"

Emperor soldiers, Chunlei!

Immediately after the words of the Patriarch of the Ji family fell, all the Qin repairers focused their attention on the guqin, with uncontrollable fanaticism in their eyes.

"This is the Emperor Armament, it really is extraordinary."

"It is said that when this Qin was born, the sun was covered by dark clouds and the thunder continued for three days. Is it because of this that it was named Chunlei?"

"Spring thunder, the thunder of spring birth, has a magnificent atmosphere, and it has the meaning of nurturing all things."

All the Qin Xius stared at Emperor Bing Chunlei, eager to touch him.

It's just that the three presidents of the Lyre Club are waiting there, and if they have ten guts, they will never dare to make a mistake.

"The emperor soldier has appeared, now is the time for you to show yourself and get the emperor soldier's approval, please."

The Phantom Sect Master said lightly.

Their three presidents have already tried it, and no one can get the approval of this emperor soldier.

There was even a big fight over the ownership of the imperial soldier, so this Wanqin Banquet was held to let the emperor soldier Chunlei choose his own master.

"Since the Qin Dao Emperor Soldier, if you want him to recognize the master, you must have the corresponding Qin Dao cultivation. I will come first."

A luthier in white took a step forward, took out a guqin, plucked it with his fingers, and quickly played the sound of the piano, hoping to gain the approval of the emperor.

But no matter how he played, the emperor soldier Chunlei still remained motionless.

The luthier in white was unwilling to give up, and kept playing with his ten fingers, until the strings were cut, his fingers didn't even notice, he looked like a madman.

Qin Dao emperor soldiers are too rare, and they are even more precious for monks who specialize in Qin Dao.

Now, this treasure is right in front of the luthier in white, how could he just give it up so willingly?

"Your zither practice is not enough."

At this time, Jian Changfeng from the Sword Clan said lightly, and when he raised his hand, a majestic spiritual power burst out, and the white-clothed luthier was thrown away on the spot.

The luthier in white fell to the ground, and just when he was about to get up to resist, a sharp sword intent locked on him, like a basin of cold water being poured on his head, which made him wake up. , dare not make any mistakes.

He glanced at Chunlei, knowing that this imperial weapon was not destined for him at all.

Jian Changfeng ignored the luthier in white, looked at Chunlei in front of him and said calmly: "This imperial soldier must have been prepared for me.

Then, he took off the black guqin on his back, laid it across his knees and started playing.

He is known as the master of piano and sword, and his piano sound is just like his sword, full of bitter breath.

The sound of the piano is towering, bursting out the sound of gold and iron.

It was as if thousands of troops were charging and colliding in front of everyone.

"Good piano sound! Good skill!"

A luthier's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help admiring.

Everyone looked at the emperor's soldier Chunlei, and saw the emperor's soldier tremble slightly, but then there was no movement.

Jian Changfeng frowned slightly, he didn't expect that this would not be recognized by the emperor soldiers.

"You are worthy of being an imperial soldier, but today I must get you!"

Jian Changfeng snorted coldly, and then moved his fingers, and the piano sound Daoyun rose to a higher level again.

"Let's start together."

"I don't know when I will wait for each round."

"If you want to be recognized by the emperor soldiers, each depends on his ability!"

The many piano repairers present couldn't bear it any longer, and took out the guqin one by one, and started playing.