Chapter 495 Let you take a look at the true power of Jiuxiao Youqu!
"My little friend, you really have a good eye!"
The strange look flashed in the elegant man's eyes, and he soon returned to normal. He smiled calmly and took out a green jade flute from his waist.
The whole body of this flute is emerald green and crystal clear; under the sunlight, there seems to be a faint flow of brilliance, and there is a dense aura around it, making it look sacred and noble.
"This...is Qingweixiao?"
Seeing Yu Xiao, Lin Ruoer's eyes widened instantly.
What Ye Wushuang said just now was not subtle, and she heard it, but she didn't understand what Ye Wushuang meant, or she didn't understand it.
After all, the green-tailed flute is the national spiritual treasure of the Nangong royal family. It is extremely precious and extremely important to the Nangong royal family. Even the current emperor of Nanhua, Nangong Qian, cannot carry it with him. Why does Ye Wushuang think that such an elegant person will appear in front of him? On men?
But now that the elegant man really took out the jade flute, she was naturally shocked.
Even the old man on the side, Chen Tou, had a flash of light in his old eyes, looking slightly shocked.
On the contrary, when Ye Wushuang saw Yu Xiao, a flash of disappointment flashed in his eyes and said, "No, this is not the real Qingwei Xiao."
"This flute is just an imitation of the Qingwei flute. Although the material is similar, it only has its shape but no meaning. It's really a pity!"
Ye Wushuang shook his head with a somewhat regretful expression.
After thousands of years, the memory of Qingweixiao has become a lot blurred; therefore, when I noticed a familiar aura from the elegant man, I thought Qingweixiao was on him.
But when the elegant man took out the jade flute, he realized that it was a fake.
"Have you ever seen Qingweixiao?"
Hearing this, a look of surprise flashed across the elegant man's face again.
“Fortunate to see it!”
Ye Wushuang nodded slightly and said: "It's a pity that it's been too long and I can't remember it clearly. But the Qingwei Xiao is a spiritual treasure and has been nurtured by the Sword Emperor, so it has already been contaminated with the Emperor's aura."
"But this jade flute of yours, although it looks radiant and brilliant, does not have the aura of the Sword Emperor, nor does it have the time to settle. Instead, it looks a bit brand new. If my guess is correct, the time it took to forge this flute should not exceed century!"
As soon as these words came out, the elegant man was startled again, and his eyes were even more surprised.
"What I said is true; this flute is indeed an imitation. It was made a hundred years ago to imitate the green-tailed flute."
"That's a pity!"
Ye Wushuang once again regretted: "The beautiful music of Tianyun can only be played with the green Qiqin and the Qingwei Xiao. Without one of them, it cannot be displayed. Although this Xiao imitates the Qingwei Xiao to some extent. The charm, but after all, there is still a big gap!"
"It's really a pity that Qin and Xiao can't get together."
The elegant man nodded in agreement, and immediately asked: "May I ask, little friend, where did you get this heavenly charm?"
"Where? It's just a memory imprinted in my mind."
Ye Wushuang smiled lightly and did not explain too much.
But the elegant man narrowed his eyes, laughed again, and said: "It is said that ten thousand years ago, the founders of the Nanhua Empire, Nangong Yun and Hua Miaoyin, were fortunate enough to meet the Peerless Sword Emperor and receive guidance."
"Then they entered the Tao with music and created the martial arts of music cultivation. They were so powerful that they were even praised as the number one music monks in Tianjian Continent. At that time, what they relied on to become famous was the four divine songs given to them by the unparalleled sword emperor. "
"Thousands of years have passed, and everyone in the world thinks that the four great divine songs have been passed down from generation to generation by the two major families of the Nanhua Empire. In fact, this is not the case."
The elegant man spoke slowly, his words were sincere and he appeared to be quite patient.
"Thousands of years ago, the Nanhua Empire offended Emperor Wushang and almost destroyed the country. Fortunately, with the efforts of the two ancestors Nangong Yun and Hua Miaoyin, they escaped here and left behind their incense. This is how today's Eastern Wasteland Nanhua came to be.
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"But it was precisely because of that accident that more than half of the four major divine comedies were lost; today, there are only two divine comedies, Tian Yun Miao Yin and Jiu Xiao Yuan You, and both of them are incomplete."
Having said this, the elegant man paused slightly and looked at Ye Wushuang with twinkling eyes.
But Ye Wushuang's expression remained unchanged at this moment, and he didn't say a word.
Seeing this scene, the elegant man narrowed his eyes slightly, put away the jade flute, and directly cupped his hands towards Ye Wushuang and said: "I'm Nangong Hongyuan, what do you want me to call you?"
"Ye Wushuang!"
Ye Wushuang?
The elegant man frowned and seemed to be searching for this name in his memory, but unfortunately found nothing.
"I just heard the wonderful music played by Mr. Ye below. Although it looks sad, it is a complete piece. I wonder if Mr. Ye is willing to give up his love. According to legend, I am. Don't worry, I will definitely give it to you in vain, and I am willing to use any treasure in exchange for it!"
"Change?"
Ye Wushuang raised his eyebrows, glanced at Nangong Hongyuan, and said with a smile: "Exchange with me, you are not qualified!"
Not qualified enough?
Nangong Hongyuan was startled for a moment and then laughed.
interesting.
This Ye Wushuang is really interesting.
I'm afraid he doesn't know his identity yet, right?
"Tian Yun Miao Yin and Jiu Xiao Yuan You are both the most profound divine songs in the world. For ordinary music practitioners, even if they get the music scores, they are difficult to understand and cannot be played at all."
Ye Wushuang said calmly at this moment: "Even if I teach it to you, you may not have the talent to play it; and if you just want to get the music score from me and sell it to others at a high price, then you are making the wrong idea."
Hearing this, Nangong Hongyuan was stunned again, and the smile on his lips became even thicker.
It turns out that this boy is unwilling to teach because he looks down on his own piano skills!
"Master Ye, I wonder if I can lend the Green Qiqin to the next person?"
"Can!"
Ye Wushuang nodded slightly and stood up immediately.
Nangong Hongyuan didn't say much, and immediately came forward to sit down, put his hands on the piano, and started playing.
Slowly, the sound of the piano rises gently, sometimes low, like a mountain stream; sometimes high, like a raging river; it turns thousands of times, fascinating.
"What do you think Mr. Ye?"
After the song ended, Nangong Hongyuan looked at Ye Wushuang and asked with a faint smile.
"It's just so-so!"
As soon as these words came out, Lin Ruo'er and Yang Bo next to them were both startled and looked surprised.
As the saying goes, outsiders watch the excitement, while insiders watch the door.
Although the two of them didn't understand Qin music, they could still hear the music played by Nangong Hongyuan. It was very pleasant, not only making people feel like they were on the scene, but also feeling relaxed and happy.
But in Ye Wushuang's eyes, this is just ordinary?
"Don't be dissatisfied."
Seeing Nangong Hongyuan's expression, Ye Wushuang smiled lightly and said, "Through your playing just now, it is not difficult to find that you have studied music for at least a century. Logically speaking, after sixty years of study, you should be quite good at it."
Achievements; unfortunately, you took the wrong path."
"What you just played must be the Nine Skies Tour, right? Moreover, the music score is incomplete, but it is not complete. You have filled in the defects with your experience and attainments, making the music score complete. This shows that you are indeed accomplished in music."
"It's a pity that you took the wrong path and made up for the wrong direction; which resulted in the sound of the piano being too neutral and unable to escape the ordinary world!"
As soon as these words came out, Nangong Hongyuan suddenly widened his eyes, stood up quickly, bowed deeply to Ye Wushuang with a respectful expression, cupped his hands and said, "Please give me some advice, Mr. Ye!"
"Jiuxiao travels. Jiuxiao represents a broad vision and a grand mind; so you need to look at the mainland and travel around the world; instead of sticking to the square inch and sticking to the Heavenly Sword."
Ye Wushuang sat down again, and while talking, he plucked the strings and played the strings; the music of the piano matched the explanation, and he slowly began to give instructions.
Time passed little by little, and Nangong Hongyuan's pupils gradually dilated as he listened, until he was stunned.
"People in the world are arrogant, always sitting in a well and looking at the sky, and are arrogant. Little do they know that the vast world is already endless. A grass can be reborn from a desperate situation; a tree can stand proudly on a cliff; a musical note can also contain the great road."
After finishing the song, Ye Wushuang exhaled and said slowly: "But don't be too arrogant. The final form of everything follows the way of nature, and the rhythm is not immune. And what we can do is to follow nature.
Find the path that suits you, the Tao that suits you, and then you will become the great road!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Nangong Hongyuan was struck by nine thunders and was enlightened.
It is really unimaginable that a young man of sixteen or seventeen years old could understand the music of the partial school so thoroughly; every word he said contained the most profound truth.
Simply incredible!
"Been taught a lesson!"
Nangong Hongyuan bowed deeply again at this moment, his expression extremely serious.
Ye Wushuang's words had completely convinced him!
"Forget it!"
Ye Wushuang waved his hand and said with a smile: "I think you have some talents in music cultivation. You can study the Nine-Sky Traveling Song."
"Forget it, today I will teach you the complete "Nine Heavens Traveling Song" to see if you can understand geometry. If you perform well, it is not impossible to teach you the Tianyun Miaoyin Music."
Hearing this, Nangong Hongyuan suddenly trembled and his heart beat suddenly. He quickly raised his hands and became more respectful: "Thank you, Mr. Ye!"
Tian Yun Miao Yin and Jiu Xiao Yuan You are the famous musicals of the Qin Xiao Ensemble, which are the most important support of the Nangong family and the Hua family.
If two divine comedies can be obtained today, the Nangong family will surely be able to regain its former glory and become prosperous again!
"They're there!"
At this moment, a loud shout suddenly came.
Immediately afterwards, in front of Wo Fengquan, dozens of figures emerged, flying towards the pavilion.
The leader had an angry look on his face and a bandage on his head. He seemed to have an injury on his neck as he tilted his neck and charged in with murderous intent.
It was Guo Zifei who was knocked unconscious by Lin Ruoer's scabbard!
At this moment, beside Guo Zifei, there was also a sturdy man with a strong back and a strong waist.
The man was eight feet tall, with a strong build, and a hint of coldness and arrogance on his face.
"Brother, it was that kid who beat me!"
Arriving in front of the pavilion, Guo Zifei pointed at Ye Wushuang without hesitation and said with a ferocious expression: "You must avenge me!"
Seeing Ye Wushuang again, he gritted his teeth.
Since entering Nanhua College, he has never been beaten by anyone; this kid in front of him will definitely make him walk around without food today!
"I want to see who is so bold and dares to bully my brother Guo Ziyun!"
The strong man stepped forward, glanced towards the pavilion, looked at Ye Wushuang, and hummed: "Is it you who injured my brother?"
"It's me!"
"Just admit it!"
Guo Ziyun laughed ferociously and shouted: "Come here immediately, kneel down and beg for mercy, and apologize to my brother, otherwise..."
"how?"
"Today is your death anniversary!"
"oh?"
Hearing this, Ye Wushuang smiled lightly, but did not say much. Instead, he turned to look at Nangong Hongyuan and said: "Just now I said that the music you played was too formal and formal; mainly because, although the melody is good, it is too formal.
No power."
"Now, it's time for you to see the true power of Jiuxiao Wandering Song!"
After the words fell, Ye Wushuang sat down playing the piano.