Lin Zichu lived up to everyone's expectations. The final ending was played extremely accurately. A few ordinary people could not notice the key point, but it was really difficult to play. Lin Zichu used perfect skills without any mistakes.

When Lin Zichu lifted his hands up and left the boqin strings, the lingering sound seemed to be still echoing in everyone's ears.

"it is good!"

Qianqing couldn't bear it anymore, she stood up suddenly, clapped her hands, her cheeks and neck were flushed with excitement.

Amao stood on top of Qianqing's head, standing on two feet, and the other six, in pairs, followed their master and applauded softly.

Qian Qing waved her right hand, pointed at Zhu Changpeng, and said, "Now you are convinced!"

Zhu Changpeng's face trembled, and he gasped, "What does Shanci Sanren have to do with you?"

"Haha," Qian Qing said triumphantly, "I want to teach you that Shanci Sanren is my lover's mentor, and he has also educated my Zong Xuanying Immortal Venerable."

"..." Zhu Changpeng secretly thought something was wrong, because he also knew that Lin Zichu was under the command of Immortal Xuanying.What do you mean by this lover... Is it a lie... or is it impossible...

Damn it, Zhu Changpeng wouldn't have looked down upon him so much if he had known that Lin Zichu was the Taoist companion of the little fairy master of the Zhengyang Immortal Sect.

But who would have thought that Qianqing, who was in her twenties, would have a destined person long ago?

One must know that with Qianqing's status, with a lover, everyone in the four continents must know about her.

Maybe Qianqing just said it casually to deceive Zhu Changpeng.But Zhu Changpeng thought about it, and he didn't know what the meaning of this nonsense was, and he felt very depressed.

Just at this time, Lin Zichu's last sound disappeared completely, and the enchantment returned to tranquility.

Standing beside Lin Zichu's qin, Pingsha Luoyan uttered two 'quacks', flapped its wings, bent down, and bowed its head like a human being to Lin Zichu's qin.

Such a posture shows that Pingsha Luoyan is sincerely convinced and recognizes Lin Zichu's piano skills.

Seeing this, the rest of the monks of Zhengyang Immortal Sect followed Qianqing and stood up, shouting hello.

After a while, I heard the cheers of the three monks of Dongling Immortal Sect. It turned out that they had also been approved by Pingsha Luoyan.

Kuishan said: "To be honest, Brother Lin plays much better than the other party, but the other party's Pingsha Luoyan is inside the barrier, so I can't hear Brother Lin's astonishing level of playing."

"No way, the rules of this 'Wushan Yunyu' duel are like this, as long as you can get the approval of Pingsha Luoyan, you won't be considered a loser."

"This can..."

Not only the people of Zhengyang Xianzong thought so, even the three monks of Dongling Xianzong couldn't help sighing secretly: "It's so dangerous!"

This Lin Zichu is young, and his piano skills are really impeccable.

A piece of "Cloud and Rain Tribulation" was performed superbly, without any mistakes or omissions.

However, the performance of my second disciple Zong is also remarkable.That's right, if you continue like this, you might be able to turn defeat into victory.

Zhu Changpeng clenched his fists.

Soon, the next round of drawing began.

Lin Zichu stretched out his plain hand, and put the rice paper in Pingsha Luoyan's mouth into his hand.

Opening it up, Lin Zichu couldn't help frowning slightly.

I also saw the second disciple of the Dongling Immortal Sect draw rice paper, looked down, and let out a low 'ah', obviously quite embarrassed.

It turned out that the rice paper in the hands of the two of them wrote the same content again.

"Wushan weeps".

Among the Top Ten Famous Songs, the most difficult to play and the most damaged piano score is "Wushan Cry".

One of the orgasms is missing, and it is up to the monks to imagine it if they want to play it.

There are also music monks trying to repair "Wushan Cry", but the level is not enough to convince the public.

The second disciple of Dongling Xianzong took the rice paper and was stunned for a while. After making up his mind, he let it go and began to play.

Looking at Lin Zichu again, he lowered his head and looked at the strings thoughtfully, pausing longer than the disciples of Dongling Immortal Sect.

The Zhengyang Xianzong monk's heart was in his throat, for fear that Lin Zichu would not be able to play this piece.

Although I know that it's okay to lose even one song, but if it affects Lin Zichu's morale, it will be bad.

Just when the monks of Zhengyang Xianzong were worried.

Suddenly Lin Zichu raised his head and looked forward.

Sitting directly in front of Lin Zichu was Qian Qing.

When Lin Zichu raised his head, the place he was looking at, coincidentally, happened to meet Qian Qing's eyes.

Qianqing's heart skipped a beat, and she seemed to want to say something, but she didn't say anything in the end.

Lin Zichu clearly couldn't see each other, but through the barrier, the eyes of the two of them were still facing each other. I really don't know if it was a coincidence or God's will.

After a while like this, Lin Zichu closed his eyes and then opened them again.

He raised his hands and pulled out one of the silver needles on the left and right temples on the side of his eyes.

The severe pain caused Lin Zichu to stop breathing, but very quickly, Lin Zichu moved like flying, and pulled out all the silver needles inserted between his eyebrows and eyes.

In an instant, Pingsha Luoyan who was standing aside made a quack and stood to the side, wanting to stay away from this ice sculpture-like figure.

Pu Qingluo said: "Brother Lin has such an elegant and handsome appearance, it is a pity that he is more than half covered by these silver needles on weekdays."

Qian Qing said: "Hmph, it's your turn to give pointers."

"I was just talking!"

Qianqing showed a disgusted expression, turned her head away from Pu Qingluo, and murmured: "...No one can say anything about him."

Of course, Lin Zichu in the barrier couldn't hear the discussions and disputes from the outside world.

He stroked the strings and played the first note.

Contrary to the grandeur of "Cloud and Rain Tribulation", Lin Zichu moved his hands lightly, and his voice was like a lover whispering, groaning and rubbing against each other.

Then the brisk rhythm suddenly became heavy, and the air was filled with the kind of sad feeling that was as sticky as leather.

It is rumored that the author of this song "Wushan Cry" is a female monk who is less than a hundred years old. Her lover cannot open the veins and has no cultivation qualifications. She is just an ordinary person with a lifespan of a hundred years.

During the hundred years spent with a mortal lover, the female cultivator tried various methods, but none of them could extend her lover's life.

In the end, she watched her lover die, buried him at the foot of Wushan Mountain, and after crying a lot, composed the song "Wushan Cry".

This "Wushan Cry" is called the top ten famous songs, in fact, because its climax makes people cry, but it is a pity that it is no longer heard.However, the reason why famous songs are handed down from generation to generation has its own extraordinary features. Ordinary people can feel the author's heartbroken and helpless mood only when they hear the remnants.

At this moment, the second disciple of the Immortal Sect of the Eastern Mausoleum was about to take his first step. After playing the prelude, he was about to enter the climax, which was the part that was not in the remaining piano scores as mentioned earlier.

These two disciples are in a difficult situation.Although he had seen the remnants of "Wushan Cry" and practiced it, but he didn't figure out how to play this blank climax.

After all, these two disciples only have Jindan cultivation base, and they are still young. Although they know the relationship between men and women, they are still in love, and they can't understand the parting of life and death. song.

Seeing that the fingers of the second disciple of Dongling Xianzong hesitated a little while playing the piano, and then gradually stopped, the sound of the piano suddenly became stagnant.

Pingsha Luoyan standing next to the second disciple's piano, "Ah! ''Ah ah! ', jumped onto the hands of the second disciple, stomped on them with his paws, forcing him to stand up.

Those two disciples were stunned, and Pingsha Luoyan drove them out of the barrier without hesitation.

Everyone in the Dongling Immortal Sect showed disappointed expressions, but no one blamed them, after all, the second disciple had done an excellent job.

In this case, the Zhengyang Immortal Sect will definitely win. The members of the Dongling Immortal Sect no longer have any intention of competing, but they are a little curious and turn their heads to see how Lin Zichu is going.

In the blink of an eye, Lin Zichu also played the blank climax of "Wushan Cry".

The most tear-jerking and soul-stirring part of the legend, but it has been lost for a long time and can never be found again.

All the monks of Zhengyang Xianzong and Dongling Xianzong held their breaths, wanting to hear how Lin Zichu would treat the next part.

To be honest, even if Lin Zichu couldn't play the next part like the second disciple, it didn't matter.

Because he still has six pavilion flowers in his hand, if he counts, he still has seven chances. In any case, he is the winner of this game.

But for some reason, everyone present, including the second senior brother who was a little frustrated after losing the game, all pricked up their ears and listened.

I just feel that if I miss this time, I might regret it in the future.

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