Chapter 505: Lessons from Qin Wushuang
Chi Hui also heard that playing the piano was Feng Wan's shortcoming, and she was a little worried at the moment.
Qin Xiuzong asked her to wait, and she would send a message to her father and brother now. In the future, the rough stones and monster eggs should not be sold to Qin Xiuzong.
If Qin Wushuang is in trouble, she will definitely get it back for him.
Qin Wushuang didn't know it yet, but because of her jealousy, Qin Xiuzong was slowly declining.
The Qin Xiu Sect is not a big sect to begin with, and the only one who came with it this time was an ancestor of the Dacheng Realm.
But this ancestor couldn't handle it clearly either, so he let Qin Wushuang do whatever he wanted.
Feng Wan and Qin Wushuang both lined up from their seats to the wide corridor in the middle of the Lunxiu Hall.
Qin Wushuang raised her hand and touched her chest gracefully, and a precious piano floated in front of her.
Disciples of the Long family had already set up the piano table and cushions for the two of them.
Qin Wushuang placed the piano on the piano table, and then sat down elegantly behind the piano table.
After all, he entered Taoism through the piano, so Qin Wushuang is naturally a professional when it comes to playing the piano.
Feng Wan didn't have those fancy movements, but with a thought, an ordinary piano was suspended in front of her.
"Which of us comes first?"
Qin Wushuang said with a smile.
Feng Wan had no intention of sitting down to play the piano, she just wanted to make a quick decision.
"Since it's your suggestion, just make it your decision." Feng Wan said this very domineeringly and generously.
"Okay, then you go first."
What Qin Wushuang wants is to embarrass Feng Wan first, and then she can conquer everyone and Buran with her beautiful music.
"good."
Feng Wan didn't care at all about Qin Wushuang's wishful thinking, because she would give her a big surprise.
【Buran, I always feel that little Wanwan is going to cause trouble.】
The Tyrant Lion raised his paw and pulled Buran, who was sitting in front.
【Don't do anything, just say it.】
Buran was about to go to bed when he was pulled by Tyrant Lion like this, which made him feel unhappy immediately.
[Buran, your temper is getting worse and worse, you need to change it.]
【If you want to take care of it, please tell me.】
[Hehe, let me tell you, I think Xiao Wanwan must want to use her piano music to torture Qin Wushuang.]
【more than.】
Ba Tianshi understands Feng Wan, and so does Bu Ran.
Torture was too low-level, but he was really looking forward to the surprise that the little one would bring him.
【You are right, let us wait and see.】
According to Feng Wan's temperament of never suffering a loss, Feng Qingqing and others are also looking forward to it.
But people who don't know Feng Wan are starting to worry.
[Jing Yan, it is said that Fairy Fengwan is not very good at playing the piano. Is this true? 】
Wang Jingcheng, the elder of the Loose Cultivator Alliance, was very worried and sent a spiritual message to his younger brother.
[It should be true. After all, a person will not be good at everything. Heaven is fair and will always leave some shortcomings for her. 】
[There is some truth in what you said. Qin Wushuang is going too far.
You know that someone is not good at it but you still deliberately provoke her. She is really an old witch.】
Wang Jingyan's mouth twitched. His brother had a good temper and would not speak ill of anyone.
It seems that he really cares about Feng Wan.
[Brother, I know what you are thinking, but it is absolutely impossible for you and Feng Wan to be together. You should give up this idea as soon as possible. 】
Wang Jingcheng was a little embarrassed when his younger brother directly told him what was on his mind.
The roots behind the ears are red.
[Jing Yan, who said that if you like someone, you have to be with her? I just hope she is good and as good as her. 】
[Oh, I hope that she will be well. This wish can be fulfilled, but it seems a bit difficult to be as good as her. 】
Wang Jingcheng was criticized again, and this time he didn't say anything. He was definitely his biological brother.
Wang Jingyan also felt that she was too blunt, so she thought for a while and added something.
[Brother, the alliance leader likes Lord Bu Ran, you should have noticed, right? 】
【No.】
He was in no mood to care about this.
[Uh, okay, I’ll tell you now, you know it.]
[I know, but just like me, the alliance leader and Buran Daojun will not have any results. 】
This time it was Wang Jingyan who was criticized.
[You are right, but what I want to say is that Lord Buran is only special to Feng Wan, a female cultivator. Have you noticed it? 】
[What’s the point? Fairy Fengwan is uncle Buran Daojun’s beloved apprentice, and she’s so good. Isn’t it right to be nice to her? 】
Wang Jingyan was completely speechless this time, okay, just pretend he didn't say anything.
His brother is hopeless.
But fortunately, he only has unrequited love, and Feng Wan will not give her any response.
That's the good thing about Feng Wan. There are really too many male cultivators who like her, but she never has an affair with anyone.
This is also the reason why most female nuns cannot regard her as a love rival.
In the world of cultivation, most female cultivators do not have many friends, and most of them are male cultivators.
Feng Wan is just the opposite. She has many friends, and most of them are female nuns.
As long as the female cultivator met her, even the male cultivators didn't bother to look at her, they all ran towards her.
That is what everyone calls the unique charm of Fengwan.
Wang Jingyan sighed silently, it would be great if he had this charm.
Many friends lead to many paths. With friends helping each other, the path to immortality will be smoother.
Everyone's eyes returned to Feng Wan and Qin Wushuang.
Feng Wan's hands, which are very suitable for playing the piano, have already been pressed on the strings.
The corner of Qin Wushuang's mouth curled up with pride, Feng Wan, you are so stupid for taking the initiative to embarrass this person.
Soon, the unpleasant piano sound that Qin Wushuang expected sounded.
Others subconsciously covered their ears when they heard it. It was really unpleasant to hear.
Tyrant Lion's big golden eyes turned around again. It shouldn't be. Little Wanwan's level is better than this.
She played like this on purpose. Could it be that she was really going to torture Qin Wushuang with the unpleasant sounds as he suspected.
Qin Wushuang didn't think so. The harder Feng Wan played, the happier she was.
Listen, this is the tune played by what you call a genius.
She didn't believe it, Feng Wan played the piano like this, and those people still followed her blindly.
Soon, whispers began.
"Zhenjun Fengwan plays the piano, it's really hard to explain."
"But a cultivator only needs to have a high level of cultivation. If he is not a piano cultivator, playing well is just arty. We monks don't pay attention to this."
Feng Wan is about to become a seventh-level alchemy master, and there are really too many people who want to speak for her.
"You can't say that. How can you say that she comes from Tianyuan Sect.
Tianyuan Sect's Taoist Bu Ran is a master of both piano and sword, so why didn't you give Feng Wan some guidance?"
"Hush, you will not get in Daojun to do what you do, let's close your mouth."
"I can shut up, but if I play something that doesn't sound good, it just doesn't sound good, and I can't let anyone talk about it."
"Then you go tell other people, not me."
"Hmph, coward."
Qin Wushuang heard that it was a beauty, hum, Feng Wan, you continue to play, play hard, and I will let everyone see what real piano skills are in a while.
Just when Qin Wushuang's proud face was about to burst into laughter, her blood suddenly surged, and a large mouthful of blood spurted directly onto the precious Qin in front of her.
Darlings, today’s update is over, I love you, please continue to feed me!
(End of chapter)
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