Chapter 804 Mastering the Master of Ghost Valley! 【Part 1】
Chapter 804: Learn from the Lord of Ghost Valley! [1 update]
"Ambush from Flying Daggers" is a famous classical music in the history of Daxia, including pipa music and guzheng music.
The melody of this piece is extremely fast, and the sound of the piano can easily describe the flash of swords and the raging battlefield.
In the preliminary round of a group of ten, Si Fuqing was at the back.
But this does not prevent multiple camera lenses from focusing on her.
For the first time, her face was not filmed on the big screen, but her hand movements were magnified.
Once "House of Flying Daggers" came out, no one could beat it.
"Zhengzhengzheng!"
"Zheng!"
[Fuck, afterimage!]
[In the world of martial arts, only speed is unbeatable!]
[I can’t hear other people’s music at all...]
[Every time I listen to this song, I always feel like I’m going to start a fight. This is our fine traditional virtue.]
【I just came to watch a game, why do I feel so murderous? 】
Music knows no borders.
Even people from the western mainland who don't understand this Daxia national music can feel the charm of this classical music.
"Second child, third child, look, I feel right, right?" Raphael said, "When you listen to this piece of music, don't you really think that a silver needle will appear in the piano the next second?"
He made a gesture: "Whoosh, whoosh, everyone present is gone."
Tsukimi: "..."
It does feel that way.
Tan Jingmo looked at him coldly: "Besides watching martial arts dramas, what else do you do?"
Raphael groaned, counted on his fingers, and said tentatively: "Again, I made some small money? Does it count?"
"..."
Tan Jingmo pressed his head and took a deep breath.
He really couldn't hold back his desire to kill Lao Liu.
The other side.
As Mo Yanwen listened, a burning desire to fight ignited in his heart.
He asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty has played this piece of music before?"
"Well, this piece is very suitable for the competition." Yu Xiheng rubbed his teacup with his hand and smiled, "What I want is murderous intent."
Mo Yanwen nodded and smiled: "Miss Si's performance is very good."
Under the fast and urgent tune of "House of Flying Daggers", it is obvious that other contestants in the same group have been affected.
Those most affected were the two Western Continent stars who were close to Si Fuqing.
The guzheng is originally a musical instrument of Daxia.
Although the two of them had been studying for many years, their foundations were not stable and they lost their tune in a hurry.
"Zheng!"
The last sound of the piano fell, as if there was a flash of sword light, and the long sword finally returned to the scabbard.
The war is over and the song falls.
"..."
The venue was silent for a while before thunderous applause broke out.
【Qingqing, rush!】
[I finally understand how I managed to keep Xie Yu in check when I was a tutor in "Young Boys". If I had only one-fifth of my guzheng skills, I would play with a big trumpet every day!]
[It’s so short, Qingqing should be caught and locked up in a small dark room so she can keep playing.]
【This is a good idea!】
Si Fuqing walked off the stage and came to the dedicated lounge backstage.
A few minutes later, the door to the lounge was pushed open.
Si Fuqing had just changed into casual clothes and turned around: "Brother Ninth?"
"You play very well." Yu Xiheng rubbed her head, "If I had known about it before, maybe I should have asked you to play music to support the soldiers."
Si Fuqing blinked: "I did hear you play it."
Yu Xiheng was startled: "When?"
"Before the expedition in April 679." Si Fuqing told the time point easily. "It was very impressive, so I remembered it. When I got back, I asked my master to teach me how to practice this piece of music."
Hearing what she said, Yu Xiheng's heartstrings seemed to be gently plucked by something: "I don't even remember."
"The first place in the group can advance to the finals." Si Fuqing mused, "Brother Ninth, I confirm that she is from the Eternal Continent. The finals will still use the music my master taught me."
Yu Xiheng nodded: "Okay."
He took her hand and said, "Let's go."
Si Fuqing looked at him holding her hand tightly: "Are you a little clingy to me lately?"
Yu Xiheng lowered his eyelashes, recalling the conversation between him and Yun Ying that day, and smiled slightly: "Looking at you, what should I do if I get hurt?"
Si Fuqing whispered: "I'm not a child anymore."
"The temperament is still that of a child." Yu Xiheng asked, "Do you want to eat snacks?"
The girl's fox eyes suddenly lit up: "Eat."
Yu Xiheng snorted.
He is indeed a child.
**
In the hotel.
Melanie has just finished a massage.
Although she looked down upon the "mortals" here, she had to admit that she enjoyed the high-tech services here.
This also strengthened her belief in helping her master complete his big plan.
The door was knocked at this time, and the voice was respectful: "Miss Melanie."
Melanie didn't look up: "Come in."
The door opened and a woman walked in.
Although Melanie promised the young man to restrain himself and focus on robbing luck.
But she has spent thousands of years in the Eternal Continent, and has deep pride in her bones. She thinks that she is an immortal, and she cannot face these ordinary people with extremely short life spans on the earth.
Therefore, she did not go to watch Si Fuqing's game.
It was the assistant assigned to her by the young man who came to report this matter to her.
"That's it." The assistant finished, "The reaction from the audience was very intense."
"House of Flying Daggers?" Melanie raised her eyebrows, "Of course I've heard it, it's just so-so. No matter how good this song is, can it be compared to the music of Eternal Continent?"
The assistant was stunned for a moment and said respectfully: "Of course you are better."
"That's it." Melanie didn't take it to heart at all. "If she can't even make it to the finals, her luck will naturally disappear without my help."
The assistant laughed: "Then my husband and I will wait for Miss Melanie to defeat her in the finals and win the first place."
**
At night, Eternal Continent.
Si Fuqing held up a photo: "Master, do you know this person?"
"Who is he?" The Lord of Ghost Valley glanced at him, "I don't know him."
This was within Si Fuqing's expectation.
Although the Lord of Ghost Valley has left a bad reputation in the Eternal Continent, he is also a reclusive person.
People rarely come to visit him, so naturally he won't remember it.
"What's wrong, who is this person?" The Lord of Ghost Valley stroked his beard, "Where did your portrait come from? Is it so lifelike?"
"I'm going to compete with her in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting soon." Si Fuqing said, "She is very good. I came to ask the master for advice."
She will not underestimate any opponent.
To despise your opponent is to be cruel to yourself.
"Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting?" The Lord of Guigu suddenly became furious, "Si Fuqing, let me tell you, if you dare to lose in a game, I will clean up the house!"
Si Fuqing: "..."
There is no need to be so cruel.
"You said that if you lose, three hundred years of self-cultivation will be wasted." The Lord of Ghost Valley shook his head, "My teacher asked you to learn these things in the first place to temper your character, otherwise you will easily become obsessed with practice in the future."
Si Fuqing was very obedient: "I know, Master."
"Okay, I have nothing to do as a teacher, so I will continue to teach you." The Lord of Guigu smiled, "By the way, I found a good piece of material some time ago and made a piano for you. You can try it.
.”
"Thank you, master, for teaching me the guzheng." Si Fuqing clasped his hands together, "Otherwise, your disciple would have suffered. You are truly the best master in the world."
"You girl, you're doing it again." The Lord of Ghost Valley trembled all over, "It's been really weird lately, please be normal."
Si Fuqing thought for a while: "Does the normal thing mean that I secretly drank the wine you brewed and demolished your kitchen?"
Lord of the Ghost Valley: "..."
Very unpleasant memories surfaced.
"Ahem." The Lord of Ghost Valley changed the subject, "You haven't said what happened to that portrait."
"That's not a portrait, that's..." Si Fuqing couldn't explain something like a photo.
After all, there is no technology here.
So she took out a camera from her pocket and said, "Master, can you see what I'm holding?"
"Nonsense." The Lord of Ghost Valley laughed angrily, "Your master, I am not blind."
Si Fuqing's expression was stern.
The restrictive barrier between the Eternal Continent and the real world is gradually being eliminated.
She has brought high-tech products from the real world into the Eternal Continent before, but the "NPCs" were unable to sense them.
Occasionally, if a player leaks something in front of an NPC, he or she will be automatically blocked by the system.
But now, the Lord of Ghost Valley can see the camera.
"Master, this is an automatic animation machine." Si Fuqing demonstrated it to the Lord of Guigu, "If the battery runs out, ask Senior Moyuan to charge it for you."
The Lord of the Demon Abyss can command thunder, lightning, rain and fog.
The Lord of Ghost Valley was extremely disgusted: "Okay, okay, I understand."
Si Fuqing decisively picked up the piano given to her by the Lord of Ghost Valley and prepared to run away.
"Wait a minute -" the Lord of Ghost Valley suddenly stopped her again, "Master, I remembered who the person you just showed me was."
Si Fuqing turned his head.
The Lord of Ghost Valley pondered for a long time: "It happened a long time ago, and you were not here at that time."
Si Fuqing nodded.
After all, according to the time of the Eternal Continent, the Lord of Ghost Valley has lived for ten thousand years.
"I have taught a few people before, but they are not my disciples, just half of them. I have seen the woman you mentioned before." The Lord of Ghost Valley said, "If you hadn't made a special trip to get it,
Here are the paintings, oh, photos, I really don’t remember them.”
Suddenly, he was furious: "Si Fuqing, don't you think you can't win even if you are a disciple who is not even half as good as your master?"
Qingqing:???
Innocent injured
I watched a video of Wudang Taoist Master Chen on Station B. As a writer of fantasy novels, I started to believe that there are cultivators in reality (:3_ヽ)_
I recommend that you listen to "House of Flying Daggers" played by a blogger on station B on the streets abroad. There are really afterimages.
