The Great Wilderness Helping His Wife

The sound of the zither from time to time also makes people feel like a fairy king is looking down on the world.

This point is similar to his previous piece, but the content inside is richer.

Qin Mo himself knew "immortal" and the tune, so he didn't intend to refute this tune.

Moreover, Zhao Hao only read four poems, and there was no further action.

The music continued to play, but the light of Xingyuetan never stopped.

It took a long, long time until the song was played, and the light of the stars and the moon in the pool slowly dissipated.

"Good song!"

I don't know who said a word, which made everyone wake up like a dream.

Admiration sounded one after another, and it is hard to insist on how brilliant this piece is.

But it is an absolute breakthrough for today's rhythm. If it is placed elsewhere, it may be considered treasonous by the old stubborn, but Xingyuetan has admitted it. Who are those old stubborn?

And its conception also goes beyond ordinary people's stereotype of "immortal".

the most important is!

Those who play this piece of music are completely mortals who do not practice half-way!

Ordinary people understand immortals better than ascetics?

While Ning Wanli was admiring, she couldn't help but take another look at Zhao Hao.

Others were only focused on admiring, but they didn't realize that the "good song" just now was shouted by Zhao Hao.

hiss……

This person is obviously very talented, but he is too stupid!

Damn!

Absolutely!

Zhao Hao turned his face sideways, looked at her strange expression, and couldn't help asking: "Isn't it a good song?"

"Ah yes yes yes!"

Ning Wanli squinted her eyes and smiled, feeling that Zhao Hao is more suitable to be her "performing artist friend", and it would be too wasteful to engage in politics.

Zhao Hao looked at Mi Lan of Chu State and the envoys of Wei State, and asked cheaply: "You two, how about my song "Xiaoyaoxian?"

Mi Lan shook her head helplessly: "Brother Zhao's song is indeed full of fairy spirit."

The envoy of Wei State turned his head away, not wanting to speak.

Qin Mo also wanted to speak.

However, Zhao Hao turned his head and changed the question: "Brother Qin, which song is better than "Itch" or "Sigh?"

Qin Mo: "..."

He also turned his head to the side, falling into autistic mode.

This dog thing, which pot can't be opened and which pot can be lifted.

The envoys behind the Yan Kingdom hurriedly comforted: "Mr. Qin, don't worry, although Huang Guo's song is good, our song can also be ranked among the top three!"

It is true that the top three have points.

Nan Ziling sneered at the side, and immediately looked at Zhao Hao: "Zhao Hao! Work harder on the next two songs, kill him!"

"Ok?"

Zhao Hao was stunned for a moment. Although Nan Ziling and Qin Mo were a bit at odds yesterday, Nan Ziling's state was like a hedgehog. He wanted to stab anyone he caught. There was no such thing as one of them attacking the other. .

Moreover, his relationship with Nan Ziling was not good.

All these changes seemed to originate from the piece Qin Mo played just now.

What is the relationship between these two people that no one else knows?

Nan Ziling dropped this sentence, turned his head, and continued to wait for the next song.

And Zhao Hao also nodded to the musicians in Tianxiang Pavilion.

After receiving Zhao Hao's signal, another group of people appeared, carrying a few strange-looking musical instruments.

Everyone was surprised.

"Is this a drum? Is this for a war, or a lion dance?"

"What is that musical instrument, and why have I never seen it before? It looks a little like a fou, but not completely like it."

"Could it be that Zhao Hao wants to use this kind of instrument to play fairy music?"

"Wait! What is that piece of paper? The Thunderbolt Talisman? Zhao Hao wants to blow us up?"

"Insulting Sven, insulting Sven!"

As soon as the feeling of panic was born, the talisman paper overflowing with lightning had already been crushed to pieces.

It's just that the lightning didn't leak out, instead it attached to the strings.

Ning Wanli was startled: "Brother Zhao, what is the meaning of this?"

Zhao Hao smacked his lips, and two words came out of his mouth: "Dianyin!"

"Electrical music?"

Ning Wanli was a little dazed, she didn't understand why.

Zhao Hao is also a little helpless, he has nothing to do about it, but the classic "Yungong Xunyin" has no soul without electronic music.

Anyway, his knowledge of music theory is just like that. Even the music was brought in by a court musician to move out the music from his memory, which drove the musician crazy before he reproduced the music. As for the electronic music, it is very difficult to reproduce. At this moment, he could only borrow a few improved Benlei Talismans from Huang He, and tried many musical instruments before he managed to look decent.

Of the three songs, he could always win one, and Zhao Hao didn't have too much burden.

Even if it doesn't get the approval of Xingyuetan, it can still give the ground turtles present a powerful and powerful pocket.

"let's start!"

The voice just fell.