Chapter 1930

"Little monk Linghe, you will be interested. We have more than ten semi chaotic level magic weapons. You can choose at that time."

A cold voice came from the side. Chu Chen turned his head and saw a middle-aged scholar walking quickly over.

The scholar's voice was indifferent, his eyes glared and he said coldly, "I'm afraid you can't meet our standard!"

This scholar looks arrogant. Obviously, his strength is enough to make him not pay attention to anyone. Judging from his temperament, chuchen must be a man who has lived for a long time.

"Whatever you want?" Chu Chen light said, "then I'll try your standard, in this case, how do you plan to assess me?"

The fat old man, the green shirt scholar, and the little boy looked at each other, and the old man looked at the scholar and said, "you can work out the test paper."

The scholar in Qingshan nodded, looked coldly at Chu Chen and said, "in this case, you should play a tune first. There is no fixed requirement for this piece of music, but the word "cold" should be highlighted

As soon as the voice dropped, he went to a stool beside the fat old man and sat down. Then he took out a volume of books from the storage device and looked at it. Obviously, he didn't pay attention to the examination.

"As long as it's cold? No problem. "

Chu Chen nodded, and then took out the black zither, which was the same as the black jade, and put it upright on the table frame.

"This man is only a man of Linghe, but he has never thought that he has a good piano!"

Before the two masters had spoken, the boy in green, who was standing next to him, was slightly surprised. He let out a light in his eyes. The fat old man nearby quickly waved his hand: "silence!"

The boy in green quickly shut up. Chu Chen realized for a moment in silence, and his hands began to play on the black piano.

At the beginning, the music was a little low, which made people feel drowsy. However, the sound quality was very clear. Suddenly Chu Chen's eyes changed and his fingertips moved slightly. It seemed that a cold and cold current suddenly appeared in the void.

This music is not a famous music. Strictly speaking, it is not even a complete piece. It is just a combination of some scale symbols.

The scholar in green and the boy in Tsing Yi still look relaxed and do not pay much attention to them. One is reading and the other is distracted. Only the fat old man listens attentively and breathlessly.

But listen to listen, a few faces on the expression slowly changed.

At the beginning, the sound of Chu Chen's piano was a little messy. It gave people the feeling that someone was carrying a basin of ice water and splashed it all over the ground. It was a mess.

However, the ice water accumulated on the ground was more and more. Until the whole ground was covered with ice water, the chill suddenly appeared.

The temperature of ice water drops rapidly, from transparent ice water to snow-white frost, and then to thick ice

I don't know from when, people began to have a clear chill, as if suddenly came to winter.

Waves of cold air gathered from all directions. First of all, the boy in Qingyi of Tianhe, who had the lowest level of cultivation, had a cold war unconsciously. The expression on his face suddenly changed.

Then, the cold air suddenly increased and the temperature dropped rapidly.

Ice crystals began to appear in the air.

Countless ice crystal particles are linked to each other, forming a rolling iceberg, and the phantom is shrouded in the public.

The coldness of the ice is palpable, and the mirage of the iceberg in the air is becoming clearer and clearer.

Waves of cold wind seem to be blowing directly from the permafrost glacier in the far north. The sky and the earth are filled with a sense of desolation.

The scholar with white face and green shirt raised his head from the book in his hand, and felt the chill in the void around him. His face changed slightly.

"Click..."

A crisp sound, to Chu Chen sitting place as the center, a white gas from the foot spread out.

The place where Bai Qi passed was covered with a thick layer of ice. The ice grew very fast, and in a flash it was several inches thick.

In the middle, it seems that the essence of each stage has been condensed into the air.

When the sound of the piano was very high, a long sound burst out, making the iceberg crash!

"Hula..."

The collapsed icebergs are spraying more intense air around, covering the entire courtyard.

A breath of stillness radiated out.

The ice on the ground is more than feet thick. Except for the area where a few people are standing, everything is covered with a layer of ice more than a foot thick, which looks incomparably magnificent.

"Why How can it be so cold! "

First of all, the first one who couldn't hold on to was the boy in green. His small face was white, and a dazzling aura of spiritual power had risen from his body. However, he had no effect on the cold, and his teeth were shivering with cold.

The fat old man laughed and bloomed beside him. He could see clearly that Chu Chen did not display any secret skills in the process of playing.This cold Qi is not the condensation of some kind of ice attribute, but the real Qin sound.

The cold faced scholar in green shirt had already collected the book in his hand. Looking at the ice which had been soaring to more than a foot thick and was still thickening, his face changed again and again.

As soon as he started to play the flute, he began to play.

The whole body of the flute is green, and there are a little red spots on the surface, like tears.

With the Qingshan scholar's playing, a burning mood appeared out of thin air, and a rolling flame appeared behind him.

The flaming flame radiates waves of intense heat against the freezing air in the void.

The sound of the instrument is clear and high, and every scale is like a jade plate.

The sound of Xiao is deep and graceful, with a heavy and heavy meaning.

In a moment, the whole courtyard has become a fierce battlefield.

The extremely cold gas and the blazing flame occupy half of the country respectively and bombard each other violently.

And the whole courtyard is really in the realm of ice and fire, the first moment is still filled with cold, the next moment will be burned by rolling flames.

A faint halo rises around the fat old man, isolating all the cold air and flame.

However, the boy in Tsing Yi is suffering. Whether it is cold or flame, it is a kind of "artistic conception" caused by the sound of Qin, which does not really exist. Therefore, the cold and heat can not be resisted by the shield of spiritual power.

Without such musical attainments, one cannot resist such attacks!

The boy in green was in pain. He was sweating and shivering. He almost fainted at the command of the alternating heat and cold.

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