The woman who was called Miaoyin bowed slightly to everyone, then sat on the piano platform above and started playing.
The woman sat down gracefully, raising her jade fingers lightly, revealing her slender white jade fingers, touching the surface of the piano, concentrating on deep thought, the sound of the piano sounded in vain in the hall, the sound of the piano was euphemistic but resolute, and it sounded like noble flowing water.
Gurgling flavor.
The guests present stopped communicating, took a sip of wine, and quietly watched each other play. At this moment, their bodies and minds slowly relaxed, but they did not lose the feeling and charm at all.
Every note of this Miaoyin girl is infused with the rules of music and spiritual power. Every syllable is fully concentrated, and the body and mind are integrated into the music.
Suddenly, the jade hands were frivolous, and I saw the jade fingers playing fast on the strings. The sound of the piano was sharp, high, but not abrupt.
Just like countless fierce horses running, their hearts are so strong that everyone's minds feel as if they have arrived on the prairie of the Beiyuan Empire. With countless horses galloping, their hearts are suddenly opened.
After the excitement, the sound of the piano slowly dropped without any suddenness, making people's minds seem to have returned to the calm sea, lying on the sunny beach with the breeze blowing.
The sound of the piano can already bring people into a real and illusory spiritual scene.
Even Xiang Chen, if he doesn't let down his mental guard, his mind and consciousness will be brought into the sound of the piano.
His fingers were tapping lightly on the table, following the other person's notes.
And the sound of his finger tapping was perfectly integrated into the other party's piano sound, making it impossible for anyone else to hear it, but adding an inexplicable rhythmic and drumming flavor to the piano sound, as if it were a combination of heaven and earth.
Others may not be able to hear it, but the girl playing Miaoyin did. Her mind was integrated into the sound of the piano, looking for the rhythm of Xiang Chen's finger tapping, and she even followed Xiang Chen's rhythm without knowing it.
And her own mind seemed to have touched a new world and a different world at this moment. It was the spiritual light that had glimpsed the realm of the master.
Gradually, she herself became intoxicated by such sounds.
At the end, jade fingers caressed the layers of rippling music. The sound was like a clear water, clear and cool, like a breeze on the lake on a summer night, making people feel relaxed and fresh. Finally, the song ended, Miss Miaoyin
He stood up and smiled brightly at everyone.
"good!"
Immediately, the audience burst into enthusiastic applause.
"Miss Miaoyin's piano sound is still so fascinating."
"Yes, every time I listen to it, my feelings are different. I always come up with new ideas."
All the literati present praised him one after another.
Even Xiang Chen couldn't help but admire this woman's exquisite music skills, she had already touched the threshold of a music master.
Rhythm, or cooking skills, these are small ways after all. There are only a few people who practice them, and those who can study these Tao methods to a profound level are even rarer.
Because these are all methods that focus on serving others, they are not as effective as a perfect marksmanship in a fight.
However, in the world, not everyone likes to fight and fight for fame and fortune with their fists. If all the people in the world were martial arts, then there would be no civilization in the world, because a group of people who only know how to destroy are the ones who build the world.
Can't afford to be civilized.
The so-called civilization is not about fighting and killing. Art such as music is an important part of a civilization that can be called civilization.
In the entire Hongmeng Tianwu world, the Ruan family is the number one musical family. However, the Ruan family has entered the martial arts through musical rhythm, which lacks the artistic conception of intoxication and healing and has more sounds of killing.
It hurts people more than it nourishes them.
"It sounds so good, I want to learn a musical instrument." The young girl Zhu Xi was fascinated by it.
Miaoyin smiled slightly and said: "Thank you for your compliments, distinguished guests. Next, Miaoyin and her sisters will play a song for everyone."
Then the women behind Miaoyin came forward with various musical instruments, including silk and bamboo, flute, dongxiao, pipa, and suona.
At the beginning, Miss Miaoyin started to play, and the sound of the piano sounded softly, as if the Phoenix, the king of birds, was singing softly and began to summon the birds.
Then the sound of the flute cuts in without any sense of dissonance, just like a lark in the mountains hearing the call of the phoenix and beginning to respond.
Immediately, the sound of flutes, pipa, and bamboo silk gradually joined in the fusion, and a picture of a phoenix taking off and hundreds of birds soaring appeared in everyone's mind and world.
Then the addition of the suona, the musical instrument, instantly ignited the musical atmosphere in the upper management, as if the phoenix was reborn from the ashes and rushed into the sky. The dubbing at that moment made everyone's blood boil.
In the sound of the suona, the phoenix wants to be reborn from nirvana, but for some reason, it lacks some artistic conception. It is difficult for the phoenix to break the shackles of the eggshell and be reborn.
Miss Miaoyin wanted to push open the spiritual door to the realm of the master of music, but the cooperation of the birds and the high-pitched suona could not help her achieve nirvana, nor could it help her open the eggshell that bound her with her mind and will.
Everyone seemed to feel the artistic conception of a young phoenix wanting to break out of the egg shell and be born in Nirvana. At this moment, their breathing became rapid, but they felt like they were trapped in it and could not use any strength.
"I'm here to help you!"
Suddenly, a voice that only Miaoyin could hear sounded.
I saw the flaming heaven and earth of the Phoenix's nirvana, and all the birds were about to be burned by the flames, but they could not help the Phoenix to rebirth.
Suddenly a figure appeared.
A big drum appeared in front of this person!
He held the drumsticks of the big drum with both hands and hit the big drum hard.
Dong! Dong! Dong Dong! Dong Dong Dong! Dong Dong Da Da, Dong Dong Da Da——
The big drum beat, but the sound was perfectly integrated into the spiritual world of hundreds of birds paying homage to the phoenix. The drum beat seemed to have become the beating heart of the phoenix. As the drum beat merged into the rhythm, the vitality of the young phoenix bird exploded!
Miss Miaoyin's eyes were surprised, unbelievable, and extremely grateful as she looked at the handsome young man sitting in the hall, tapping his fingers on the table exactly like the sound of the drum.
Then the entire rhythm of Birds Facing Phoenix changed, and all the sounds and rhythms matched the sound of the big drum.
At this moment, the entire Miaoyinfang also experienced a strange phenomenon of heaven and earth.
The sound of drums, pianos, and flutes sounded, and an illusory phoenix egg appeared in the sky above Miaoyinfang, burning with flames and cracking rapidly.
On the top floor of Miaoyinfang, a stunning woman wearing a light blue dress was calmly drinking tea. Suddenly she looked outside, and her hearing was instantly magnified.
"Miaoyin's Phoenix Nirvana Song is about to enter the realm of the master - with this drum sound, someone is helping her."
Surprise suddenly appeared in the eyes of the stunning woman, and her eyes immediately seemed to see the young man who was tapping the table gently, but the sound in the spiritual world was like beating a drum.