I'm so cheap, you don't want to hit me, do you?

There was so much movement last night, especially when many people quietly lay on the windows and saw what happened.

One spreads to ten, ten spreads to hundreds, and now the whole Xiaoshengxian Village knows that there was a battle between Yemu and Quicksand last night.

Later, Daqin also got involved, and a three-party melee broke out.

"I heard that Ye Mu's coir raincoat was defeated and was chased by Wei Zhuang and ran out of the city. However, Bai Feng, the second master of Quicksand, was severely injured and was beaten by a swordsman. A big bird caught fire and fell from the sky."

"The coir raincoat, Wei Zhuang, and Bai Feng are all well-known figures among the hundreds of scholars. Who might defeat Bai Feng?"

For a while, the identity of the other party caused a lot of discussion among everyone.

As soon as he returned to Xiaoshengxian Village, Wang Xuan found that Zhang Liang was waiting for him at the door of the school.

"The mysterious master who lit the feathers of the white phoenix bird last night, wasn't it you?"

Wang Xuan nodded immediately when he heard it, and said, "Third Master is really good at predicting things, how did you know?"

"Do you still need to guess this? Except you, who would have thought of such a damaging move? If you light the feathers of the big bird, you can be said to have lost your home."

Wang Xuan's face turned dark at that time: "Why do you praise people like scolding people?"

"It's a good job."

Zhang Liang said.

The corners of the mouth couldn't help but curl up.

"I thought you were an upright gentleman, ha ha."

Wang Xuan had a look of contempt.

Sure enough, scholars are full of bad water, and they can't just look at the surface.

"Third Master, it's nothing, I'll go back and rest."

Wang Xuan immediately prepared to dodge people.

Suddenly Zhang Liang stretched out his hand to stop him.

"I still have something to ask you."

"You saved Gao Yue from the Mo family, right?"

Wang Xuan nodded.

It has to be said that Zhang Liang knew almost everything that happened in Sanghai, and he had nothing to hide.

"So the Phantom Treasure Box is in your hands."

Wang Xuan nodded again.

"Can you show me?"

There was some light in Zhang Liang's eyes.

For him who is pursuing the secrets of Canglong Qisu, the phantom sound treasure box is something that cannot be avoided.

It can even be said that the phantom sound treasure box is equally important as those seven boxes.

Wang Xuan politely refused, "I can't."

"Anger +199."

How can you refuse so simply?

Zhang Liang was a little hurt, he felt that his relationship with Wang Xuan was already very close.

"I'll just take a look, don't want your box."

"Do you think San Shigong is the kind of person who revolts at the sight of money?"

Zhang Liang said dissatisfied.

"Just looking at the box, I'm just curious."

Wang Xuan nodded.

"Of course I believe in San Shigong's character, but the box is too profound to study with San Shigong's IQ."

Wang Xuan said truthfully.

He was telling the truth.

The Phantom Treasure Box is extremely complicated, but the important thing is not to understand the music principle above, but to be guided by Soul Xilongyou's internal skills and mental methods to peep into its secrets.

According to Wang Xuan's understanding, currently the ones who master Hunxi Longyou are Concubine Dongjun Yan, Moon God and Gao Yue.

Zhang Liang, as a Confucian, certainly would not.

Zhang Liang looked at Wang Xuan stupidly.

Growing up so big, others praised him for his intelligence and clever calculations.But no one has ever said that he is not smart.

"Hey, here it is."

Wang Xuan took out the phantom sound treasure box and placed it in front of Zhang Liang.

Zhang Liang picked up the box and studied it, then turned it gently.

I saw the box rising slowly, forming an attic, and a melodious sound came from inside.

At this moment, Wang Xuan's expression was in a trance, as if he was in the endless starry sky.

The seven stars in the sky were shining brightly, and the great coercion descended on his heart, as if he was just a mortal, peeping at the gods.

The next moment, Wang Xuan's mind was shaken, and he suddenly retreated from the illusion, only to see that the phantom sound treasure box had stopped rotating, and the sound had disappeared.

"What's the situation? Although I also saw the starry sky when I used Soul Xilongyou last time, I didn't feel as strong as this time."

"Are you OK?"

Zhang Liang asked next to him.

"No, it's nothing, it just seemed to be in a hallucination just now."

Zhang Liang nodded.

"The Phantom Treasure Box is a mysterious treasure that has been passed down for thousands of years. It contains countless secrets, and the music of the Phantom Treasure Box has even more mysterious power. Only those who are destined can feel something from it."

"I didn't feel anything when I heard the music just now, but you fell into a strange state. It seems that I am a person who has no fate."

Zhang Liang smiled.

"I studied the Phantom Sound Treasure Box before, why is it not in the state it is today?"

Wang Xuan asked curiously.

It stands to reason that he used Soul Xi Longyou as a guide to see the sky full of stars, but it was different from today.

Today he seems to have touched something deeper in the phantom sound treasure box.

"Because you don't know the rhythm, and I just turned the phantom sound treasure box with the music score to make it sound."

Zhang Liang explained.

Wang Xuan seemed to understand something, if he wanted to explore the secret of this treasure box of phantom sounds, he not only had to be proficient in Soul Xi Longyou, but also had to understand rhythm.

"Are there any books on temperament, I want to learn it."

Wang Xuan asked.

"Of course there are books, and there are many precious music scores in the library, but the rhythm cannot be learned overnight."

"And learning temperament has high requirements for talent, which is different from martial arts..."

Just as Zhang Liang was speaking, Wang Xuan had already rushed towards the direction of Zangshu Pavilion.

The system can even record tricks, so it shouldn't be a problem to learn the rhythm.

Chapter 567

When Wang Xuan came to the front of the library, he saw the old man in charge of managing the library, frowning and stroking his beard, wondering what he was thinking about.

At this time, a young woman tiptoed behind the old man.

He suddenly covered the old man's eyes with his hand, and asked in a changed voice, "Guess who I am?"

"Anger +699."

"Guess you are a big-headed ghost, and you are here to tease the old man again, boy, are you sick because of your idle time?"

The old man tore off the woman's hand covering her face, and cursed angrily.

Just halfway through the scolding, the words stopped abruptly.

"Why is Xiaofeng you?"

Wang Xuan hid not far away.

Just now he wanted to go over and blindfolded, but the woman snatched him first.

I didn't expect this old man to have such a violent temper. If he was blindfolded, he might be the one being scolded.

It's just that it's strange why the other party blindfolded, but allowed himself to gain anger.

"Grandpa Fei, what's wrong with you? What did I do wrong?"

The woman was about to cry, and the tears were about to fall.

The old man was also in a hurry.

"I really didn't mean to scold you."

At this time, Wang Xuan walked out swaggeringly.

"This is Xiaofeng, the age gap is a bit big..."

After speaking, he looked up and down the two of them.

He swaggered into the library with his hands behind his back.

The old man froze on the spot.

"What do you mean, hey, wait a minute, you misunderstood, listen to my explanation..."

The old man felt his head was getting bigger.