People are in the original god, telling a book

Chapter 243 Fengshen's Poetry and Stars

Inazuma Castle, the central commercial street.

Among all the musicians, Wendy is actually not so conspicuous.

Maybe it's because this guy used some kind of power to hide his aura. At this moment, just looking at it from the outside, his radiance is similar to that of other musicians who don't have God's Eye.
Compared with the other exotic musicians who were well-dressed, Wendy really has no features except for the exquisite harp in her hand.

Because the other three bards also brought their own musical instruments, and everyone was dressed in green.
The way musicians submit their works is very simple, that is, to perform a piece live, which can be appreciated by both the judges and the audience.

According to the order of the lottery, Wendy, like Ningzhe, was also ranked last in the group, so it was hard not to suspect Yae Kamito's bad taste.

As time went by, Nata, Sumeru, Mond and local musicians from Inazuma each performed their own repertoire, which won the admiration of the audience.

Among them, Rupert Silva, the musician of Nata, is the most outstanding one. His song "Speedy Fire" touched the minds of the audience present with a kind of magical power, making the audience follow the song unconsciously. The melody sways.

The second is the musician Alia Brancard from Xumi. Her work "Hidden at the Bottom of the Leaf" won the audience's praise with another weird and fantasy style. Her style of music is not traditional. It is a style that is almost aria.

As for the other musicians, it's not that their works are not good, but that they lack a lot of bright spots compared to these two outstanding works.

Especially bards, because they come from the same country and have the same profession, so their works sound and feel about the same
In the end, only Wendy was left in the middle of the booth.

The audience present no longer had much interest, but out of respect for the artist in their hearts, they continued to wait patiently.

In other words, it's okay to listen to one or two epics, but if you listen to three or four in a row, you will inevitably feel a little tired of aesthetics.

However, the expressions of the two big figures in the judge's seat and Ningzhe in the artist's seat remained unchanged, as if they had already guessed what would happen next.

In other words, if Wendy can't come up with any good works, Ningzhe will be happy, because then he will have something to laugh at Wendy.

Ding--

However, at this moment, a soft string sound was plucked, bringing a gentle breeze.

The gentle wind and musical notes gather together, rise, fall, turn, and close, dancing with the rhythm of the rhythm.

The composition is soothing, like a breeze on the cheek.

If you close your eyes, you can even faintly feel a breath of grass and fields, which is the taste of the city of pastoral songs, and also the taste of freedom under the high sky.

With the crisp sound of the harp, the appearance of Mond City seemed to appear in people's pupils.

Dandelions, leaves, and a walking traveler.

Everything is so quiet and so gentle.
"Sure enough, Wendy will choose to bring Feng'er's gentleness to Dao's wife."

Among the artists' seats, Ning Zhe nodded slightly and smiled without any surprise.

Even if the Daozu people are not under his jurisdiction, Barbatos, even if he himself is very aware of the conflicts between different beliefs, but after seeing the current chaotic Daozu with his own eyes, he is still willing to give the Daozu people a breath of wind in the form of music The blowing of children.

Thunder is everywhere here, and the wind is also a howling wind.
As the [God] of a neighboring country, he cannot and will not instill beliefs other than [eternity] into the people of Daozuma, but this does not mean that he cannot use his own way to bring warmth to the people of Daozuma.

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In the judges' seat, Zhongli's expression was as calm as ever, but his brows were very relaxed, and he seemed to be enjoying the gentle tune very much.

Yae Miko even closed her eyes comfortably, and her long pink ears were shaking slightly, she couldn't see her majesty as the chief secretary of Narugami Taisha Shrine and the chief editor of Yae Hall.

Kamisato Ayato narrowed his eyes slightly, on the one hand, he was enjoying the soft music, but on the other hand, he was quietly observing Yae Miko.

Although this song is indeed very beautiful, but it is not enough to let Yae Kamiko, the genuine [Demon God's Servant], show such a gesture
Although Ayato couldn't find out the reason for the time being, he found that something was wrong.

As for the others, although Goro had no expression on his face, a fluffy tail was shaking with the rhythm; Hiiragi Nagi also temporarily put down his disguised expression, closed his eyes, and unconsciously brought a smile on his face.

If there is one person who is in a different state from the others, then it is the last one in the jury, Coral Palace Xinhai.

Although the beautiful music has been lingering in her ears, her expression is a little dignified.

the bard
Xinhai is the [Present Human Goddess] of Haizhi Island, who has part of the inheritance of the ancient demon god. In this state, she faintly sensed a breath that does not belong to humans from this bard named Wendy. .

Does not belong to human beings, full of unquestionable majesty and oppression.
But in the depths of the majesty and oppression, what is hidden is full of nostalgia, protection and free and easy wind.

is he
Ding----

However, without waiting for Xinhai to think deeply, Wendy suddenly plucked the strings violently, and the tune changed accordingly, from a gentle breeze to a heavy dusty wind.

History seems to have turned a page at this moment.

The sky seems to have withdrawn a corner with the wind.

The heavy poem begins here, and the dust wind engulfs everything, page after page, turning over the entire star.

Star
At some point, the stars in the sky turned into the strings of a harp, and every time it was struck, every time it made a sound, it was a note from the sky above that was slowly falling.

The initial tenderness is the first movement, and the heavy dust wind is the second movement.

"Wait. Do you think this music is very suitable for Master Ningzhe's "Interstellar"?"

"That's right! Could it be that this musician named Wendy improvised based on Master Ningzhe's works?!"

"Impromptu. This is too beautiful."

Many audiences at the scene have already realized that this completely different style of music is obviously related to Ning Zhe's previous work "Interstellar Crossing", which is also a star and thick.
"As expected of you, Wendy. You understand me perfectly."

On the artist's seat, Ning Zhe folded his arms and nodded very satisfied.

【Fengshen】Personally accompanies his works, this kind of treatment should be the only one in the entire Tivat!
Well. Although this was the calculation he made at the beginning.

Poetry and stars, breeze and history.
It was a perfect match.

but
The real point is not here.

Ning Zhe glanced at Xin Hai unintentionally, and found that the witch of Haizhi Island was frowning and thinking about something.
Well, the layout is progressing steadily.

(End of this chapter)