I, who was smashed into a girl by a meteorite, turned into a Yuelao?

But who is playing Xiqin here at this moment?He is the next Leshen!As the god of music, she will never give others a chance to question her abilities.

Different instruments, with limitations in different fields?No, for her, music is common, and all effects are created by people.

Among the audience, someone's hands were itchy. This was the forgotten part of blood and impulse that existed in the ancient blood.

Not far from the red-clothed girl who was beating the drum, there was a tall... girl in an ancient dress that was mainly white and supplemented by dark red?Playing with the bone flute he just got, the sound just now made some memory images appear in his mind.

Those who did not belong to him in this life, began to appear in his dreams frequently after the martial arts competition ended, and he still couldn't forget them.

As he came to the human world, those dreams began to become clearer and coherent, making him gradually realize that he seemed... different from other cultivators.

Bone flute?A long, long time ago, he seemed to have boasted about being in the tribe to communicate with brothers in the same tribe or to control beasts...

His ears moved slightly, and when the drum sticks hit the sides of the drum body, the sound of the horn changed, and he blew the brand new bone flute in his hand...

Someone noticed that their senses seemed to be sharpened, and they could hear the rustling of the leaves blown by the wind around them. Looking around, the steel buildings disappeared, replaced by dense forests, and the sound of the bone flute came from all directions. Sounded, secretive, careful, vigilant, touching, and communicating.

This is the oldest, natural and original tune, one of the earliest alternative ways of exchanging "language", and it seems... the earliest prototype of music...

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The thousand, 490 and two steps to achieve Yuelao: the song without drums

The sound of drums, horns, and qin came from the distant past, announcing that the flames of war are approaching, but tension cannot change the war that is about to begin. Only by calmness, secrecy, and unity can the most correct action be taken.

The boiling blood did not cool down, but the impulsive temperament was restrained. A tall beauty in a white fur collar dress looked at Ruan Qin in her hand, closed her eyes and thought for a while, waiting for the expected node to arrive, and dialed the up the strings.

When Ruan Qin's ethereal voice swayed, the feeling of the woods being empty and quiet appeared, but this feeling was not a comfortable quiet, but instead deepened the tense atmosphere. The first thing that came to someone's mind was the pre-war quiet.

In the soft music that should be ethereal, there is a smell of fishy sweetness and tension, which means that blood and murderous intent are quietly permeating.

In places unknown to everyone, small-scale wars have never stopped, and the smell is wafting out from those little-known places.

Everyone's hairs stood up unconsciously, everyone was nervously watching their surroundings, and the movement of the wind made their hearts tense.

Accompanied by the ups and downs of the bone flute, a burst of drums beat quickly, the sound of the harp followed, and the sound of the horn followed the side. The whole song, until this moment, officially became complete.The smooth konghou sound becomes the main tone. With a soft and gentle transition, the konghou sound is fast and urgent, and the lingering sound will be quickly suppressed by the piano sound that follows closely. This requires more than just skill. Absolute concentration is also required. With the addition of the remaining musical instruments, the drums are no longer dominated by the beating of the drum surface. With the matching of the two sides of the drums, the sound of the horn and the bone flute are like two eagles. , next to it, the ensemble of Ruan, Xi, and Konghou either alternates, switches or sings in unison, smoothly without any interval.

When the lights and shadows of the instruments flashed in an instant, there was a sound of piercing through the air, followed by the appearance of two figures, one big and one small.

The movements of the two are exactly the same, it looks like they are waving a certain weapon in their hands to fight, but it also makes people feel soft and beautiful.

The strong contrast was merged together, and the violent yet beautiful dance of the brutal and beautiful girl, combined with the exact same movements, completely made the audience numb, and the goosebumps exploded uncontrollably.

In their minds, everything was left behind, and the burning of blood became a detonation of spiritual will.

Such a fast rhythm and movement, in the eyes of everyone, is an audio-visual feast, but in places they don't know, countless attacks more terrifying than sharp knives are attacking Mao Qi who is trying to struggle.

His eyes were red, but there was an expression of ecstasy, excitement and excitement on his face. He did not continue to play solo. Under the influence of Zhu Xianle's silent attack in disguise, his tune had been completely assimilated unconsciously.

Mao Qi: Human beings... really deserve to be the race that has won the fire of civilization twice...

This maverick monster admired in his heart, looked at the bloody hands and the piano stained with his blood, closed his eyes, and finally moved his hands away from the keys.

Looking at the huge rhymes around him, he took a deep breath of air. Sure enough, the aroma was overflowing. Even those who had eaten the rhyme for so many years were not as delicious as the rhyme itself that was eaten directly on the spot.

It's a pity... human beings, being destroyed like that, is really a waste.

As the music by Zhu Xianle and others reached its climax, Mao Qi wiped his nosebleed from the pressure, thought for a moment, took out... a leaf from his pocket, put that leaf in his mouth, and then With a sound of music, Zhu Xianle's face suddenly changed, a mouthful of blood spewed out, and Xi Qin's part suddenly stopped.

Gongsun Xi's eyebrows twitched, and Le Zhengchu cast a sidelong glance at the girl in red who was beating the drum in the center.

Lingbao (♀·Normal) raised her eyebrows. She naturally felt what happened just now, but her feeling was not as clear as that of Zhu Xianle.

Zhu Xianle should have been severely counterattacked in her corresponding field.

The blowing leaf just now had obvious attacking intentions, and she felt some kind of inexplicable stagnation, which did not affect her actions.

She also speculated from that point that the other party should have adopted some kind of attack method that she didn't know about, and it was specifically aimed at Zhu Xianle's certain spellcasting.

Now that Zhu Xianle was interrupted, the expressions of many people at the scene have gradually begun to change, and they have fallen into a state of sleepy wakefulness.

Lingbao couldn't help but glanced at the guy who was blowing leaves, rolled his tongue, mixed in with a different whistle from blowing leaves, and hit Mao Qi's sound of blowing leaves.

Lingbao: "Hehe..." Ventriloquism?Who wouldn't!

Lingbao's sonic attack with Xianyuan is not the previous music competition, it is a more domineering way of self-cultivation attack.

Mao Qi only targeted Zhu Xianle, who transformed music into phonological attacks. People like him are rare, and he was provoked to fight.

Who knew that a rude and disgusting guy would come out halfway and use his strength to confront him head-on!Mao Qi, who was fully focused on dealing with Zhu Xianle, was a little caught off guard and was directly knocked away by the sound wave.

Mao Qi, who fell on the ground, had a word of MMP in his heart.Before that, he spit out a mouthful of blood.

Lingbao's behavior is almost like playing a competitive online game. When the winner is about to be decided, the opponent directly unplugs the network cable for you.

This is an off-site attack!Sure enough, a guy with that bad smell is despicable and shameless!

However, the opponent is tall and big, with thick muscles, let Mao Qi take the initiative to confront the opponent head-on?no!He was afraid that he would be beaten by external forces so that his grandson would not recognize him.

Lingbao couldn't figure out how Zhu Xianle and Mao Qi fought, so she fought back in her own way.

Although Zhu Xianle was seriously injured, she was still conscious. Seeing Lingbao's behavior, she couldn't laugh or cry. What else could she say?

The other party's music background is deeper than hers, and those have already carried the charm of history, but she, who was born less than 30 years ago, can't compare with those backgrounds that have almost turned into substance.

She is still too young, and the rhyme she mobilizes is also imitating her parents, or borrowing part of her parents' inheritance, which is actually similar to a little boy holding a Qinglong Yanyue knife. Even if he holds a magic weapon, he can use it or not. empty.

The end of using it forcibly is to suffer from it.

When Zhu Xianle was hit by Mao Qi's rhyme, her mind was indeed blank. She thought a lot at that moment, thinking about how to deal with it.

What they want to play is music that requires concentration, emotion and skill. If she stops like this, it will destroy the rhythm.

As a result, before Lingbao could figure out a solution, he directly attacked the opponent off the court, which made Zhu Xianle stunned again.

She is used to using music in an upright manner, and she really didn't expect that Lingbao's music would add a blade to counter the opponent's behavior.

It's like Lingbao uses a microphone when their music is not loud enough. The brain structure of this fairy seems to be different from their group of gods?

Zhu Xianle is still in a daze, and Lingbao will not wait for her to come back to her senses. As soon as the music is turned, the sound of the song starts to slow down.

The initial intensity of the war no longer exists, and emotions of fatigue, loss, and sadness are emerging from the angry tune.

The sound of the drums created a heavy atmosphere, and the victory in the war seemed to bring not only joy, but also heaviness.

Heavy steps, heavy heart, and...heaviness of life.

As the tune comes to the end, the dark clouds are cleared away, and there is no longer any threat, but what is ushered in may not be the joy that can be completely relaxed.

When the music entered a trough and seemed to be about to disappear, Lingbao's gaze swept across Le Zhengchu and Sebasian, and finally landed on Zhu Xianle. It seemed that he wanted to reveal something?

Zhu Xianle's heart trembled, she didn't quite understand what Lingbao wanted to express with the look in her eyes, but a certain emotion was conveyed through those eyes.

The moment the drums and horns completely disappeared, the three zither sounds sounded at the same time, accompanied by the sound of the bone flute.

But different from the original before, this time, the sound has become more diverse, more flexible, more like... the melodious sound of a jade flute.

And the sound of the piano is also changing, no longer the original ancient and barbaric taste, and began to change in the direction that people are familiar with.

But the audience present felt strange when they heard this tune again.

They seem to have forgotten the original characteristics of these instruments, and when they returned, they seemed a little lost, as if...something was gradually lost when they didn't notice it...

The changing music is nice, and the dance has changed from the initial violence to gentleness, but everyone always feels that there is something wrong.

They were so uncomfortable that they wanted to twist their bodies, but found that their bodies seemed to be bound by countless chains, and they didn't have the idea of ​​action... or... strength at all.

People are a little tired, in that kind of tune that can relax the mind, feel tired.

Everyone had incomprehensible expressions on their faces. They looked at the boys and girls performing live, as if... they wanted to seek some kind of answer from each other.

In the end, their eyes swept across the scene, and everyone's attention fell on the two people.

Of those two, one was the girl who blew the war horn, and the other was... the girl in red who was the first to sound the war drum.

Perhaps... it is precisely because of the lack of the previous two keynotes that it makes everyone feel empty?

The audience didn't know very well, they just looked at those two expectantly, hoping that they could bring them... some kind of change.

The style of music is constantly changing in their expectations, from the original primitive and youthful, to proficient, transformation, and innovation, and the music is becoming more and more modern.

Until the feeling of the steel and concrete city was restored around him, Lingbao raised the drumstick that had been put aside for a while, raised it high, and knocked it down on the drum...

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The 490th and [-]th three steps to achieve Yuelao: today's harvest

As the last wave of drums and horns stopped, everyone seemed to be missing something. The music was changing rapidly, which seemed to herald the fast forward of history.

When the audience felt that they seemed to have returned to modern times, and the sense of loss was getting worse, the girl who had been sitting silently without beating the drum raised the drumstick again and struck it hard on the drum.

The deafening drums swayed away, not used for the original resonance before. This time, it seemed that the ground veins were re-opened in the well that was about to dry up, and the active spring gushed out, and everyone's spirits shook.

A few drumbeats, knocking on their souls, are not awakening the memories of the past, this is...another kind of feeling.

Every few drums sounded, the shackles on his body seemed to be shaken off, this... was more like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening, dispelling all the boredom in his heart.

It seemed that I heard birdsong and leaves rustling in my ears again, but this time there was no danger.There seemed to be no crisis in the surrounding area, as the breeze blew, someone subconsciously opened their hands, closed their eyes, and felt the least dangerous side of nature.

All the unhappiness seemed to be dispelled at that moment.

The sound of the horn is sometimes far and sometimes near, but it no longer thinks it is a warning, it is more like a call.

Lingbao's spiritual sense paid attention to the changes in everyone's expressions. Seeing that Zhu Xianle's music blessing effect had resumed and everyone was immersed in it, her eyes flashed, she raised the drumstick and abandoned the drumstick. Before the second drumstick fell into her hand again, her hand had already slapped Yue Zhengchu and Chang Xun who were dancing in front of her.

The body shape and appearance of the two changed rapidly, and the original gentle appearance began to change in the direction of an underage boy.

When the two drumsticks fell into the hands of Chang Fei (♂ normal), the clothes on everyone's bodies had already been changed into uniform men's clothes as if by magic.

The drums have changed again, more fast-paced, more modern, different from the gentleness and softness of women before, and at the moment of the change, they become more energetic and stronger, strong, stubborn, stubborn and unyielding become new. The main theme is different from the previous resonance.

This time, it belongs to modern people and has a more metallic texture. Fall?It's okay, get up!Even if you hit the south wall, if you don't hit that wall, you will never look back!

When the audience heard the change of tune, they subconsciously opened their eyes, and saw that the former girl team turned into a boy team in the blink of an eye, which shocked them beyond belief.

But compared to this gimmick, everyone paid more attention to the music itself, the song that rekindled their pursuit and struggle for modern life.

In this music, the haze, the hostility, the heaviness... have not been expelled, but these, settled in the heart, have been converted into another form of motivation, there is no reason or time to escape, people, only to go Carrying on the past and moving forward, those things cannot be avoided by pretending to forget them.

The sound of drums is heavy, but also stable, like mountains, while the sound of horns, flutes, zithers and dances are more like trees and life that accompany mountains.

Generation after generation to fight, there are always different wars in different eras.In the past, escape might lead to death, and people had to face it.

In modern times, even if you escape from death, it will continue to increase people's hostility, and the mountains will rot and get sick because of this, but the people who exist on it don't realize it.

Until the sound of the drum, the memory engraved in the soul in the past is activated.The drums stopped, the times changed, and the heavy history, wars and feelings of the event were forgotten...

Until the drums sounded again, the horn sounded, the war, the battle, never stopped, but the way changed, and the people who forgot how to bear these, were struck by the drum again, and with the sound of the horn, recalled mission.

The expressions of the people who heard the music became solemn and solemn, as if they were paying attention to the national chess for the first time when they were young.

When the melody finally came to an end, accompanied by the attention ceremony, the music and dance stopped, and everyone could still vaguely hear the previous melody in their ears.

Their backs straightened involuntarily, and a mighty aura was gushing out from these people, like a raging fire.

Mao Qi saw things that humans couldn't see with the naked eye, and his pupils shrank involuntarily.He looked in the direction where Chang Fei was, and squinted his eyes.

Too naive, he was too naive, ancient things may not always be ancient, and then be forgotten by human beings themselves.

The other party will not decay, it is just using its own characteristics to radiate to affect other people, creating a powerful "enchantment" for them.

The purpose is to corrupt those hunters who are eyeing humans.

After so many years, human beings do not have the fire that the previous generation of human civilization possessed.

Mao Qi originally thought that it was just that the demons of the previous generation exaggerated human civilization, but now it seems that it is only because... the spiritual totem in their souls and blood has fallen asleep.

They didn't die, it's just that they forgot the powerful energy contained in themselves because the environment was not as dangerous as it was back then.

Human beings can once again become the masters of new civilizations, it may not be as simple as being favored by people who take advantage of the loopholes in the sky...

Thanks to the fact that he ate so many people, he didn't notice this... The calmness on Mao Qi's face disappeared, and he began to look seriously at the human beings who he once regarded as ordinary or unpalatable prey.

He didn't look at it for a long time, but he felt a beam of eyes go straight through the crowd and land on him.No need to guess, he knew whose gaze it was.

Mao Qi smiled, and no longer felt disgusted or disgusted with the owner of that gaze, but nodded to that side.

The other party will become the biggest obstacle in the way of the Yaozu in the future, how can he treat the other party as garbage?