Everyone looked towards the Liuli Palace suspended in mid-air. Many people were sneering in their hearts. Feng Feiyun did not receive the invitation and finally walked in.
Of course, all the young talents present felt that Feng Feiyun was arrogant, pretending to be an expert even though he didn't understand music. The secret would be exposed later, and he would be embarrassed.
Li Xiaonan put away the white jade pottery xun and said in a chic and elegant manner: "It turns out that the little god king is also a master of music. It's disrespectful. I also ask the little god king to give me some advice."
Many people were secretly laughing. Although Li Xiaonan seemed elegant and calm, his "big brother" was just slapping Feng Feiyun in the face. Who doesn't know how the son of a demon knows anything about music?
The most talented person in the world is different. He doesn't use curse words when he curses people.
Feng Feiyun seemed unable to hear the sarcasm in Li Xiaonan's words, and said with a hearty smile: "Since you are so humble, I will give you some pointers. You just played a total of four pieces of music, "Yue Wang Ling", " "Where the Wind Rests", "Song of the White-haired Beauty", "Southern Cicada in the Snowy Land", each of them is a masterpiece, but in the eyes of a true expert, your performance is vulgar. "Yue Wang Ling" should be majestic. , the syllables are high, like the King of Yue coming to this world, but you play it like a drizzle, just like a girl."
"Let's talk about "Where the Wind Rests" again. It was originally a piece of music that promoted freedom, with a brisk rhythm and flying rhythm, 'walk to the place where the wind rests and sit and watch the clouds rise', but it was restrained by you, and there was no Ye Wenji at all. It was so amazing when I played "Where the Wind Rests"."
Li Xiaonan's originally cool and calm expression has changed, and his face has become serious. What Feng Feiyun said was not nonsense, it was his weakness. Originally, he wanted to embarrass Feng Feiyun, and then retreated. But I don’t want to embarrass myself,
Dongfang Jingyue also let out a soft "Eh" and felt weird. Feng Feiyun, a bastard who didn't even know music scores, suddenly knew so much about music.
The other young talents were also stunned by Feng Feiyun's words. Could it be that the son of the demon is actually a master of music?
"Let's talk about your song "Song of the White-Haired Beauty". This is originally a sad song, but it was composed by the famous music master Gongsun Sanniang. Gongsun Sanniang's beauty was outstanding in the world. But he was abandoned by the Taoist master, and his hair turned gray overnight, so he composed this song "Song of the White-Haired Beauty"."
"As soon as the song came out, all the fish and insects mourned, and the sky turned pale. It was a pity that after Gongsun Sanniang finished playing this song, she died and was thrown into the Jin River. A generation of beauties passed away with the wind. "Song of the White-haired Beauty" has since become a masterpiece. No one in future generations will be able to play one-tenth of the sorrow."
"Although the "Song of the White-Haired Beauty" played by Li Xiaonan is sad enough, it doesn't have the sadness and despair of being abandoned by a lover. It's too different."
Feng Feiyun was sitting in the palace, and his voice floated out, like an unparalleled sage sighing about music theory, which made the young talents present nod secretly, feeling that it made sense.
"As for your last song "Southern Cicada in the Snowy Land", it is originally a flute song. It is understandable that you played it with an ancient xun, but why did I not hear the cicadas? I could only hear the sound of the xun and not the cicadas. How can this be called the Southern Cicada in the Snowy Land?" Feng Feiyun sighed sadly, shook his head and said sadly, "The talent of the most talented man in the world is just this, he is really wasted on his fame."
Nangong Hongyan walked out slowly, held the piano and walked up to the cloud platform. She looked at the palace across the sky and said in a clear voice: "All these words are just words on paper. Anyone who has read the book for two days will understand. You can all speak catchy, and you are so capable, why don't you give everyone an elegant song."
Li Xiaonan stood with his hands behind his hands and said with a leisurely smile: "What the beauty girl said is true. Since Brother Feng is such a talented person, why not open our eyes to all of us."
In the palace, there was silence for a long time,
Many people laughed at it, thinking that Feng Feiyun was just talking nonsense. In a real musical competition, not even one finger of Li Xiaonan could compare.
"Squeak."
In the distance, a door of the suspended Liuli Palace opened. Feng Feiyun was holding a big wine jar, drinking, and walked out. He smelled of alcohol, looked at the young talent in the distance, and said with a smile. : "Since you want to see it, let me show you today what the real temperament is."
Feng Feiyun danced wildly on the steps in front of the palace. With a flash of white light in his hand, one hundred and eight wine bowls fell to the ground, arranged in nine circles, which coincided with the magic of Tiangang and Earth Evil.
"Crash."
While Feng Feiyun was drinking, he poured the wine in the wine jar into the bowl. He was so fast that he was like a ghost. He rotated nine times among the one hundred and eight wine bowls before pouring all the wine. Entering the wine bowl, and the amount of wine in each wine bowl is different,
There are one hundred and eight wine bowls, and the wine in each wine bowl increases evenly, not one point more, not one point less. This kind of judgment is simply amazing.
"This is... knock-out music, no, the general knock-out music only has seven bowls, and the one with advanced melody only has eighteen bowls. There can't be more, otherwise there are too many tonal changes, and you can't master it at all. And the tapping speed is not that fast." Xi Yuelanshan said,
"It is indeed a knock-out music, but it is different. It is impossible for knock-out to worry about getting one hundred and eight bowls. Is it possible that Feng Feiyun's musical attainments are so advanced?"
Many people who knew music looked at each other and felt a little unbelievable.
Nangong Hongyan's brows wrinkled slightly, she always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't explain it.
Feng Feiyun stepped on the ground, and one hundred and eight white jade porcelain bowls flew up and suspended in the sky under the moon. He held a silver-colored chopstick in his hand and smiled at the people in the distance. : "Today I will let you see what the real "wind resting place" is. Walk to the wind resting place and sit and watch the clouds rise."
Feng Feiyun waved his chopsticks and tapped lightly on the edge of the bowl, his speed getting faster and faster.
At the same time, Li Xiaonan gave a slight signal, and sixteen musicians took off at the same time. They held different instruments, each occupied a position, and played "Wind Rest" at the same time. They all had extremely high musical attainments. , sixteen people played at the same time, blocking Feng Feiyun at the same time,
The chopsticks in Feng Feiyun's hand tapped faster and faster, and the sound was crisp and sweet, almost as gentle as the spring breeze, giving people physical and mental comfort.
"boom."
The sixteen musicians exerted their strength at the same time, and an invisible strong wind swept over, with overwhelming force, sweeping across the entire sky and blowing away all the clouds in the sky.
This is just the power of music, not that they used spiritual power.
The rhythm in Feng Feiyun's hands became faster and faster. The spring breeze turned into the strong wind in winter, and his body seemed to turn into a shadow, flying directly on the one hundred and eight jade bowls, beating out crazy and high-pitched music. , the passion was overwhelming, and everyone present could not help but feel their blood boiling, as if thousands of troops were rushing towards them,
"Boom."
A huge tornado centered on Feng Feiyun, affected one hundred and eight jade bowls, swept across the sky, turned into a violent storm dragon, and slammed back,
This is a musical miracle created after conforming to the way of heaven. It has the power to destroy heaven and earth.
Why those great musicians and literary Confucians in ancient times were able to become spiritually holy after reaching a certain level, and their cultivation was no weaker than the Holy Spirit. This is the reason why their knowledge is constantly in line with the way of heaven, which is a different path from cultivating immortals. But he can still become an immortal or a saint,
"Bang, bang, bang..."
All the musical instruments in the hands of the sixteen musicians were cracked, and the strings were pulled off. Sixteen stunning beauties vomited blood at the same time, flew out, and were injured by the sound wave of heavenly energy.
Fighting against music is sometimes more dangerous than fighting against spiritual consciousness.
"Are you mistaken? It's so powerful." Bi Ningshuai's eunuch uniform was bulging. He didn't know how many things he had stolen. From time to time, precious light came out from the gaps in his clothes.
Not only him, but many people present showed expressions of disbelief, staring at Feng Feiyun as if they were looking at monsters. They had never heard that the son of a demon's musical attainments were so terrifying.
Feng Feiyun put away the chopsticks in his hand, drank a bowl of wine, and smiled at everyone, "I'm not talented, I'm not talented, I'm showing my ugliness, I'm showing my ugliness."
"What a quick judgment, what a powerful rhythm control. Every breath can be struck one hundred and eight times, and the weight is so even. This is how well you know the music to be able to do this." Nangong's beautiful eyes were filled with smoke, and her fingers gently plucked the strings of the guzheng.
Xuewu asked: "Sister, can you reach such a level?"
Nangong Hongyan nodded, shook her head, and said: "If you can concentrate to the extreme and perform at the highest level, you should be able to reach this point, but it is not possible every time. Among the people I know Among them, only one person has such high attainments."
"who."
"Sister Ye, her musical attainments are much higher than mine. In the entire Shenjin Dynasty, no one has a higher musical attainment than her." Nangong Hongyan's face changed and he said: "Xue Wu, you go to Baiyun Pavilion. See if Sister Ye is still there."
"Sister means." A smile flashed in Xue Wu's eyes, staring at Feng Feiyun and the palace behind Feng Feiyun from a distance.
Nangong Hongyan gritted her teeth tightly and stared at the palace behind Feng Feiyun, thinking in her mind, "Could it be, could it be...impossible...impossible..."
Dongfang Jingshui rubbed his eyes, surprised and said: "It's incredible that Feng Feiyun has such a high musical attainment. This level of attainment is definitely higher than that of Li Xiaonan."
Dongfang Jingyue frowned deeply, and she didn’t know what she was thinking about at the moment.
Feng Feiyun's musical performance shocked everyone. Everyone was looking forward to the peak showdown between him and Li Xiaonan. The smell of gunpowder was very strong.