Even if we meet, we should not know [old version]

"Humph."

Zhu Changpeng snorted coldly for countless times, with a disgusted expression on his face.

However, he also knew that the monks in Zhengwuzhou were not good, but they had a lot of research on the Dao of Qin.

Before coming here, Zhu Changpeng had always regarded Qianqing as his only opponent, and no one but Qianqing looked down on him.

This Linzi looked like an ordinary scholar at first glance, except for his good looks and the points around his eyes covered with silver needles, there was nothing special about him.

Quiet, silent, completely opposite of Chiharu's personality.

This kind of Lin Zichu, obviously older than Qianqing, is known as a senior brother, but he will always be the second-ranked figure in Zhengyang Xianzong. He is not as aggressive as Qianqing, nor is he as strong in fighting power as Qianqing.

What is there to be afraid of?

Zhu Changpeng couldn't figure it out, and he didn't want to think about it.

He sat back to the side of the second junior brother's barrier.

The moment he sat down, for some reason, Zhu Changpeng's heart couldn't help sinking again and again.

What's so scary?Zhu Changpeng did not know, but he also did not know about one thing.

That is, why did the monks of Zhengyang Xianzong have subtle expressions on their faces when he said the words "Sanren Sanren"?

Why did Qianqing raise her head and laugh when she heard these four words?

Zhu Changpeng's expression was terribly serious, his eyes looked at Lin Zichu, and then at his second junior brother, his nervousness was indescribable.

Contrary to his nervousness, it was naturally several monks of Zhengyang Xianzong led by Qian Qing.

When they saw Lin Zichu concentrating on playing the piano, they couldn't help admiring him.

"Brother Lin's posture in playing the piano is really elegant."

"That's right, this ice-blue Bo Yuqin matches Brother Lin Haosheng."

"Stop arguing, shut up quickly, and concentrate on listening to Senior Brother Lin playing the piano."

"Haven't it started yet?"

"Then don't make any noise!"

But there is no need to remind, when Lin Zichu's hands touched the strings, everyone held their breath listening to Bo Yuqin's heavenly sound.

Then I saw Lin Zichu playing the piano with both hands, pressing the four fingers of the left hand lightly, and sliding the four fingers of the right hand, the strings of the boqin trembled, making a sound as vast as the sky.

The vast world, billowing mist and waves.

The wind and thunder suddenly changed, and the lead cloud churned.

Lin Zichu raised his left hand, raised his hands together, his fingers moved swiftly on the strings like flying.

In an instant, among the vast clouds and mist, there was a torrential rain, and the torrential rain curtain dispersed the clouds and mist.

The sound of the piano was clanging, making the crisp sound of ice and jade colliding.

Seeing Lin Zichu's hands playing faster and faster, until later he could hardly see the shape of his fingers, only the bright white color of the back of his hands, which was connected with the young man's white sleeves.

The torrential downpour was like the Milky Way pouring out.

The gust of wind howled, like a black bee rushing towards the face.

Lin Zichu kept plucking the strings with both hands, and the sound of the piano became fine cold rain.

Lin Zichu seemed to have practiced this song "Cloud and Rain Tribulation" thousands of times, and he played it so smoothly and magnificently.

Everyone sat in front of Lin Zichu's enchantment, listening to the song "Cloud and Rain Tribulation" he played, their backs were covered in cold sweat!

What an astonishing talent for rhythm, just with one piano and one piece of music, it can remind people of dark clouds, thunderstorms, and a single monk soaking in a pool of ice.This level of empathy shouldn't have appeared in a monk who only had a golden core cultivation base.

However, his performance was far from reaching the limit. At another climax of "Yun Yu Jie", his right hand suddenly grasped the five strings of Boqin, and his left hand hooked up like a bow, cutting the strings of Boqin regularly. .Then the right hand is released violently, then closed, and released again.

There was a heroic voice that no one had ever heard before. It was like a towering mountain range, and it rained heavily at night, and the water penetrated into the bones.

Not only the immortal cultivators of Zhengyang Immortal Sect, but also those cultivators of Dongling Immortal Sect were all very surprised.

"Cloud and Rain Tribulation" is a fragment of the piano score, compared to "Wushan Cry", the degree of completeness is relatively good, the general outline is intact, only a few places are missing.Some amazingly talented Yin Dao monks can fill in the gaps by themselves.However, due to the limited ability, there is no consensus to fill the void, so "Yun Yu Jie" is still a fragmented copy.

There are occasional omissions among the remnants, which will be annotated in text, depending on how future generations develop them.

For example, in the section played by Lin Zichu just now, the score reads:

"Rapid rain and random beads, raindrops like ropes, life and death, sorrow and boredom, people's harpsichord."

The descriptions in the fragments are so obscure that ordinary people would feel headaches and worries when they saw them.

Without music scores, monks can only rely on their own imagination to play.

The movements of cutting and holding the qin like Lin Zichu really violated the taboo of Bo Yu's qin method.All the monks here have never heard or seen anything.

However, the sound of the piano is so mysterious, so apt to the music score that people have to be convinced.

Looking at the second disciple of Dongling Xianzong, he also played this part, but his fingering is not as wild as Lin Zichu, but quite satisfactory, playing the phantom of heavy rain with finger speed, but he really didn't play the score "Life is a matter of death" The essence of the four characters of robbery.

I saw Pingsha Luoyan standing next to Bo Yuqin in Linzichu's enchantment, shaking his head to the beat, spreading his wings from time to time, revealing the mottled picture behind him.But he was able to regain his sanity soon, without spreading his wings and flying.

The superb performance, which is so exquisite that it is breathless, is about to come to an end.

The Zhengyang Immortal Sect monks sitting outside Lin Zichu's barrier clenched their fists, held their breath, and looked forward expectantly.

Lin Zichu lived up to everyone's expectations, the final ending was played extremely accurately, few ordinary people could not notice, but the key points that were really difficult to play, Lin Zichu played the key point with perfect technique, 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, three or three 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 said in a breath, "What does Shanci Sanren have to do with you?"

"Haha," Qian Qing said proudly, "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.