Emperor of Nine Suns

　　 Amidst the horrified gazes of all the monks, Chu Chen seemed to wake up from a long dream.

　　 He opened his eyes slightly, the confusion in his eyes was fleeting, and then turned into a kind of incomparable calm and indifference, it seems that no matter what happens, it will not cause him the slightest fluctuation.

　　 "My piano heart, what kind of piano art should I practice?"

　　 Ignoring everyone's look at monsters, Chu Chen asked herself.

　　 Shi Yuyan's gaze was extremely deep, she fixedly looked at this young man who had brought her accidents countless times, this young man who thought she had turned over his cards again and again, but there was always a secret.

　　 She shook her head and sighed, "I haven't fully figured out what kind of piano art you want to practice. At the beginning, you should practice the ‘basic practice sheet’ first."

　　 Chu Chen nodded blankly.

　　He doesn't know anything about the art of piano, so Shi Yuyan can only say what it is.

　　 But the basic practice sheet sounds like an introductory textbook for the bad street.

　　 When Chu Chen returned to his jade bench and sat down, the rest of the cultivators present silently pulled away from him.

　　 The sound of the piano I had sensed before was too terrifying. The terrifying heart of the piano that broke and everything died that day could almost kill everyone!

　　The test continues.

　　 The feminine young man in red, with an extremely handsome and fair complexion, who is almost a hundred times more beautiful than a woman, walked to the stone table and sat down.

　　 His posture is extremely graceful. When sitting there, holding his breath, he is like a stunning beauty sitting in meditation.

　　 His peerless appearance makes several female monks feel ashamed.

　　 He closed his eyes and lowered his mind, a clear rhythm suddenly rushed out surrounded by boundless cold air.

　　 faintly, the surroundings seemed to suddenly become extremely gloomy, like entering the nether **** from the world.

　　 The cold breath was filled with a faint wailing sound, as if the evil spirits imprisoned and suffering in the depths of **** were wailing in pain and cursing crazily.

　　 If this gloomy and cold piano sound was played at other times, it would make everyone present feel frightened.

　　 But after experiencing the baptism of the terrifying piano sound that Chu Chen collapsed that day, at this moment, I felt nothing at all when I heard the gloomy piano sound.

　　 The red-clothed boy pressed his lips tightly and sighed softly.

"Your Yin Qi is too strong, because the cultivation technique contains Yin Sha Qi. Although it is not detectable on the surface, the soul has been injured by Yin Qi. If things go on like this, the future will be endless, and it may even break through the cultivation base. When the realm barrier was taken advantage of by the heart demon, he fell into the ghost road."

　　 Shi Yuyan's face was cold, and she looked at the handsome man in red.

　　 To tell the truth, among all the people present, only her beauty can steadily beat this man, and it makes people feel weird.

　　 "I have a song called "Chongyang Tune" that can soothe your mind, draws the pure yang spiritual power of heaven and earth to help you reconcile the yin and evil spirits in your body, and can nourish the internal organs."

　　 "There is a piano teacher." The man in red arched his hands, his expression full of gratitude.

　　 Tested one by one, Duan Qing was the last to sit at the jade table to test the heart of the piano.

　　 When he took his seat, the sound of the piano was magnificent and upright, and a wave of righteousness burst out.

　　 This point made Chu Chen a little surprised. Seeing that this kid tried so hard to get close to that Shi Yuyan, he even squeezed other men out, but he didn't expect his piano heart to be so upright.

　　 I can only say that Shi Yuyan is a famous young killer!

　　 Shi Yuyan recommended a piece of "Haitian Yin" to Duan Qing. It is said that this piece of music can open up the mind and make people more tolerant.

　　 Everyone who heard this was a little amused. Duan Qing's piano heart has no major problems. He is upright, but he is not measured enough.

　　 Shi Yuyan's remarks really understood his essence at a glance.

After 　　 pointed, Shi Yuyan took out a few thin piano scores from the storage ring and handed them to everyone in the field one by one. Haitian Yin, Chongyang, Pinglan, Chunyang... the scores are quite primitive, and they seem to know that they are not Fanpin.

The only thing that was handed to Chu Chen was a thin piece of paper, just plain rice paper, with some of the most basic palace and merchant horns and feathers and the **** used when playing the piano. There is no rhythm at all. Sheet music.

　　 Different treatment!

　　 Chu Chen smiled helplessly, but the cultivators next to him reacted greatly.

　　 "Master Qin Master, the things on this are too profound to understand!"

　　 "My eyes are black, these symbols are too difficult!"

　　 The monks picked up the piano score and looked through it enthusiastically, but by this look, many people became sad.

　　Ms. Zhao, who has a relatively hot personality, was the first to call out.

　　Only Chu Chen looked at the basic piano score playing technique with gusto. If you don't touch this kind of thing, you really don't understand it.

　　 After scanning his powerful soul abilities, at least Qin Yi can understand it, but this basic etude suit him well.

"Don’t worry if you don’t understand it. You have just realized the Qinxin. It’s not the time to practice the Qin Dao that suits you. As the saying goes, you must first sharpen your tools if you want to do well. The first thing you need to do. I just want to make my own piano."

　　 Shi Yuyan gave the next step lightly.

　　 "Make a piano?"

　　 All the monks were stunned as soon as these words fell, and Miss Zhao was even more dissatisfied and yelled: "Master Qin Master, we are here to learn the art of piano, so why don't we do such drudgery?"

　　Some monks also nodded in recognition.

　　 "If you don't have enough violins in your hand, Master Qin Master? In this case, all the violins of the masters will be handed over to me. I will go to the workshop to buy everyone's violins!"

　　Ms. Zhao's lavish air ~www.ltnovel.com~ did not change Shi Yuyan's expression, and she was still as cold as the moon.

　　 "You can't buy the real zombies. A famous piano is alive, and a real luthier must have his own zombies."

　　 Shi Yuyan's voice was as light as the wind, but everyone listened to it.

　　 "I made it by myself, and then in the years to come, I will continue to run in with Mingqin, familiar with everything about it, and meticulously. In the end, I will be able to reach the realm of the harmony of the human and the piano.

　　 The hearts of the cultivators moved, but they didn't expect that learning the piano would still have this kind of attention.

　　 It is said that in the ancient times, certain sects who practiced swordsmanship also said that every disciple must cultivate a natal sword. As the cultivation level deepens, the natal sword will become more powerful.

　　 At the end, even a long sword made of van iron can be transformed into a divine sword if it is combined with a monk's sword.

　　 "It might not be easy to make a piano."

　　 Just when most of the people were eager and hopeful, the handsome and unspeakable red man looked rather solemn.

　　 Chu Chen couldn't help but complain in his heart. Of course it was not easy, and it would be very difficult, even nine deaths.

　　 Because of this so-called Qinshan, it's not easy!

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