Douluo's Fate Modification System

On the other end of the communicator, Tang Hao said with a wry smile: "I go back? I am no longer a member of the Haotian School, how can I go back? Yuehua, although I am sorry for the sect, I have no regrets for what I have done .”

"Didn't Xiao San tell you? Not only did His Holiness the Pope help me kill my enemy, but His Highness the Holy Son also helped me revive Ah Yin, healed the internal injuries in my body, and raised my cultivation level by one level. In order to repay their kindness, I have no choice but to stay in the Spirit Hall."

Tang Yuehua's face suddenly darkened.

"You don't regret it? You don't regret it! Then the person who died in the Haotian School died in vain? Could it be that the father died in vain? If you don't regret a word, it's over? The former number one sect in the world, because you Tang Hao alone Human self-will has come to such a miserable state, and the eldest brother has not married yet, so you can solve the problem without regretting it?"

Tang Hao said helplessly: "Yuehua, I know the resentment in your heart. When Ah Yin died, my heart also died along with it, and I no longer had the momentum I had before. Therefore, I am not only ashamed By the way, Xiaosan, I am ashamed of you, and I am ashamed of the sect. No matter how much you scold me or blame me, I will accept it, and this is the retribution I deserve."

"I believe you should also be able to see or feel that the relationship between me and Xiao San has become extremely bad. Because of the mistakes I made back then, Ah Yin ignored me and snubbed me every day, and my heart is always Suffering. Right now, I'm trying to make up for my own mistakes."

"For Zongmen, I can't help much, and I have no position to help now. If I apologize, I don't want to tell my brother, I believe, he understands."

"Understood a fart! You are the youngest Titled Douluo in the world, and you still say you can't help the sect? Can the elder brother understand you?"

Tang Yuehua's whole body couldn't help shaking because of anger.

"It seems that what Xiaosan said is right, Tang Hao, you are a coward through and through! A coward with no sense of responsibility at all! You are not a man at all!"

Tang Yuehua roared hysterically, and when she was extremely angry, she even released the mutated Clear Sky Hammer, and ruthlessly smashed it towards the broken tabletop.

Xia Ling quickly took back the communicator and retracted it into the Qiankun Ring.

"Well, although I really don't want to interrupt your angry mood, I would like to add that the youngest Titled Douluo in the world is my wife."

However, the angry Tang Yuehua didn't hear what Xia Ling was saying at all, and smashed all the precious agarwood furniture on the top floor to pieces in a fit of rage.

Xia Ling looked at it and felt a little uncomfortable, all the good things were just smashed, such a wicked rich man.

How many years of living expenses is enough for the Min family?

Looking at Tang Yuehua, who would not be able to finish his work for a while, Xia Ling gave Tang San a wink, signaling him to go down first, and wait here while reading the novel.

After a while, except for a few exquisitely carved ornaments that Xia Ling secretly put away and the chair sitting under his buttocks, the top floor has become a ruin.

All kinds of expensive furniture and handicrafts have been smashed by Haotian Hammer into sawdust that can be used to cook roast duck.

Roast duck made of red sandalwood and huanghuali, I wonder if it will have a special flavor?

Looking at Tang Yuehua who was panting with the Haotian Hammer in the middle of the room, Xia Ling asked helplessly: "Master Tang Xuan, have you vented enough? Let's talk about business after venting enough? You want to see if Tang Hao is upset. After a while I will lead you to Wuhun City to hammer him. If you try harder now, the building will collapse."

Xia Ling stretched out his foot and stepped on it, and the wooden floor made a creaking sound that was overwhelmed.

"Tang Hao!"

Tang Yuehua gritted her teeth, squeezed out these two words from between her teeth, and put away Wuhun.

There was a wave of fluctuation in the space, and a chair that was put away before appeared accurately behind her.

"Thank you."

After taking a few breaths, Tang Yuehua sat down on the stool, closed the somewhat torn palace clothes, and wiped the sweat with his sleeve without any manners.

"What do you want me to do? You should know where the Haotian School is located, why are you looking for me?"

Xia Ling stretched out his index finger and shook it a few times.

"I hope that Haotianzong can return to Wuhundian. I have no interest in destroying the Tang family. As Tang Hao said, the current Wuhundian is very different from 20 years ago. The ruling level has undergone a major change. The Pope of the previous generation has all been purged by my teacher."

"A ship whose boards have been completely replaced is not the original ship at all physically."

"As Tang Hao said, in essence, the enemy of Haotianzong is dead, and Wuhundian is now such a ship. Although the name and appearance have not changed, all the planks that make up the hull have been changed. Now Under my teacher's rule, the people in the northern part of the mainland live and work in peace and contentment, so I hope that the Haotian School can also become a part of it, and don't try to create some unstable factors."

"I always like to be reasonable with people who may become friends. If things can work out, then everyone will be happy. If things can't work out... then I'm sorry, I can only minimize the loss."

"You want me to be your lobbyist and middleman?"

Tang Yuehua narrowed her eyes, opened up her talent field, and returned to her original appearance of a noble lady again.

There was no trace of the previous hysteria.

"What's the reason?"

"What reason is needed for this, isn't it obvious?"

Xia Ling spread her hands.

"Apart from you, who else in Haotianzong is showing their faces outside? Is it possible that I directly hit the mountain gate and pressed Tang Xiao's head and said to him, 'Hey, let's talk'. Do you think this is reliable? What's more, you are Tang Xiao San's aunt, Tang Xiao and Tang Hao's younger sisters, have connections on both sides, so it's perfect as a middleman."

Tang Yuehua: "...That seems really unreliable. If you do this, you will definitely be beaten out by the five elders."

"So, since I want to solve the problem peacefully, of course I need an intermediary to mediate it. As you said, I will definitely fight if I go directly up, and then I won't have to spend so much energy. Once Haotianzong is destroyed, it will be over."

"It seems that I have no choice?"

"If you want me to fight directly, I personally have no objection. It will save time and effort to directly destroy Haotianzong's whole family than I go up to reason. It's just that I personally don't like to fight and kill. .”

Tang Yuehua crossed her arms and leaned on the chair.

"In that case, how about a gamble with me, Your Highness?"

"reason?"

"If I win, I hope that Tang Hao can go back to the Clear Sky School with us, and kowtow to the elders and disciples of the Clear Sky School, as well as my elder brother and me. If I lose, I will do my best to persuade the five elders for His Royal Highness .Of course, even if I win, I will try my best to lobby. I only hope that bastard Tang Hao can realize his mistake! Let go of your unwarranted pride! I wonder what your highness wants?"

Xia Ling thought for a while, and replied: "Sounds good, this request is not too much. I wonder what you want to bet?"

Tang Yuehua smiled.

"You've already guessed it, haven't you? You and I will have a literary battle and compete with each other on musical instruments."

"Musical instruments?"

"What? The dignified Son of the Spirit Hall, is he a vulgar person who doesn't understand music theory?"

"That's not true. I still know a thing or two about music theory."

Xia Ling waved his hand.

"I'm just thinking that in competitions, Wen Wu is always first and Wu Wu is second. In this musical instrument fight...how can you and I decide the winner?"

Tang Yuehua said: "It's very simple. If you and I play at the same time, whoever can suppress the other will be considered a winner. At that time, I will invite people from all levels in Tiandou City to watch. If the fight is evenly matched, Then let them be the referee."

"Is that so...then don't regret it!"

Thinking about this form of competition, Xia Ling suddenly thought of an instrument, and his face became a little weird.

"Nine o'clock in the morning of the next day, I hope His Royal Highness will come on time. You can also bring all the soul masters from the Wuhun Hall to enjoy it."

Leaving the office on the top floor, Xia Ling led everyone to go to the Spirit Temple of the old acquaintance Salas in Tiandou City to stay.

Thinking back to Tang Yuehua's competition requirements, what Xia Ling thought and felt emmmmm...

This is somewhat outrageous and hasty.

If there was such a competition, he would have no choice but to invite the... king of musical instruments.

Gutuo</span>In terms of penetration and crushing degree, no instrument in the world can compete with the folk music suona. Even the trumpet, the absolute dominant C in the brass orchestra, has stepped aside. Make way for your elder brother.

How about an old saying?

There is no one who can't cry with the erhu, and there is no soul that can't be sent away by the suona.

All kinds of musical instruments, suona is king.

It's not going to heaven, it's worshiping.

A thousand-year pipa, a ten-thousand-year zither, and a suona for a lifetime.

Come to the world full of excitement, the suona blows and the whole play ends.

I don't know the suona sound at first, but I'm already in the coffin when I hear it again.

Although Xia Ling had been participating in the wind band in his previous life as a student, he also had some understanding of Suona, the king of Chinese musical instruments, in his spare time.

There must be no Suona on Douluo Continent.

Although this place looks like a strange mix of things and things, but the overall style is still biased towards Western fantasy, only a few places have some oriental elements.

Before, he had made blueprints, scores, samples, etc. for a large number of folk music instruments in Tianshui College, but he didn't know if they made and practiced them?

Now it is definitely too late to make on-site production.

In order to win the competition, Xia Ling could only spend a huge sum of money for spiritual intervention, reluctantly parting with the system and replacing it with a suona made of top rosewood and pure gold, and exchanged it for a performance by a top suona master ability.

With such strong alliances, Tang Yuehua will definitely be able to catch Tang Yuehua by surprise tomorrow.

Based on the description in the original book, Xia Ling speculated that Tang Yuehua's best instrument might be the harp played by Tang San.

Although the penetrating power of this instrument is not strong, it is good at playing lyrical or cadenzas, and it is also very infectious in rendering.

It would be reasonable if it was used by Tang Yuehua for the competition.

......

At nine o'clock the next morning, on the third floor of Yuexuan.

Yuexuan, the former court etiquette academy of the Tiandou Empire, became lively again after the nobles were completely banned.

Only this time, it was no longer the endless stream of nobles, but the many soul masters of the Wuhun Temple, celebrities from all walks of life who had received invitations, and some meddlesome people who were moved by the news.

After Xia Ling and the others went back yesterday, Tang Yuehua spread the word about today's performance competition between the two, attracting a large number of spectators who wanted to see the excitement.

This time the competition between the two parties was held on the third floor.

As the owner of Yuexuan, Tang Yuehua was still dressed in silver palace attire, and with an elegant smile on his face, he stood on the stage ahead of time.

Beside it stood a magnificent and finely tuned golden harp.

Looking at this big guy who was at least two meters tall, Xia Ling couldn't imagine how Tang San in the original novel walked out gracefully with this big guy in his arms.

No matter how elegant the movements are, even if you are holding something more than two meters high, he will definitely not be graceful.

As Tang Yuehua introduced the foreign rhetoric of this "exchange and study" in an official accent, the atmosphere at the scene gradually became hotter.

Many men present cast eager and fiery eyes on the stage.

Indulging in beauty is the same for everyone.

"... Now, please invite His Highness the Holy Son of Wuhun Palace to come on stage."

After a long time, Tang Yuehua finally got to the point of today.

Xia Ling, who was almost falling asleep after listening to it, was awakened by Zhu Zhuqing, arranged her clothes and walked up.

"Your Highness, what instrument are you going to play today?"

"Oh, leave it here."

Xia Ling flipped his right hand, and the rosewood pure gold suona appeared in his hand. When he came, the reed had been installed in advance, ready to play at any time.

Tang Yuehua and many audience members were stunned, Tang San, the only one who knew this thing, couldn't bear to look directly at it.

"This is?"

Tang Yuehua was puzzled.

Xia Ling raised the suona with a smile, and opened his mouth to advertise his business.

"I call this instrument Suona. I made it myself. Friends who are interested can sign up to learn and buy it at the technical college affiliated to Tianshui Advanced Soul Master Academy."

"It seems His Royal Highness is very confident today?"

"That's natural. Master Tang Xuan, why don't we start now?"

Xia Ling stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation.

"You are the host, ladies first."

"Then Yuehua will be disrespectful."

Tang Yuehua didn't dawdle, and sat on the special stool.

She first smiled and nodded towards the audience, spreading the aristocratic ring domain to the audience.

Only then did he slowly raise his hands with icy muscles and jade bones, and began to play gently.

As the elegant, pure, crystal-clear silver like pearls flowed out from the gorgeous golden harp, the originally noisy hall suddenly became quiet.

The wonderful sound of the piano is refreshing, just like the beauty of the wonders gushing out of the fountain under the moonlight, filled with a poetic atmosphere.

A syllable passes by, and the aftertaste is as long as flowing clouds and flowing water, which makes people feel refreshed and happy.

Although the volume is not too loud, it is as soft as a rainbow, full of poetic flavor, sometimes gentle and mysterious, sometimes hazy and dreamy.

Every time he plays the finishing touch, the audience will never forget it.

At the end of the song, everyone was still intoxicated by the dreamlike music and could not extricate themselves for a long time.

It was not until a few minutes later that everyone recovered from the sinking emotions and gave applause of appreciation.

Tang Yuehua looked puzzled at Xia Ling, who was also applauding with an admiring expression, and asked in a low voice, "Why didn't His Highness the Holy Son play together as agreed earlier? Could it be that he wanted to take the initiative to admit defeat."

Xia Ling smiled and said: "No, no. I am not the kind of person who likes to be competitive. If I play with such a melodious sound, it will definitely destroy the beauty of harmony. After Xuan's main song is finished, I will It's never too late to play."

Tang Yuehua was surprised: "So, His Highness Shengzi must be extremely confident in the instrument called Suona in his hands?"

"I know a little bit."

Xia Ling pulled out the suona, put it in his hand and adjusted it for a while.

"Then Master Xuan will listen to the next song."