Chapter 206

The music scores sent by Tianjian gate and blowing snow villa finally came to Peng Xianer and the fifth Changkong.

Then, they selected the best piano scores, and then several people took turns to try.

But the effect is still unsatisfactory.

Not only did the fifth array and changjiankong have no chance, but there was only one chance left for the fifth Changkong and Peng Xianer.

They looked ugly.

Without enough confidence, I dare not try.

And things have gradually reached an impasse.

Because for so many days, the monks present have basically tried, but from beginning to end, no one can make Jiang Yu open his eyes, let alone satisfy him.

"I've met master Jiang Yu. Let me try!"

At this time, a beautiful voice came, and then the people saw that a beautiful shadow in white came with a piano, bowed gently to Jiang Yu and fell slowly on the ground.

"Hoo!"

"Calligraphy and piano painting, it's actually calligraphy and piano painting!"

"God, why is she here!"

Seeing this, they heard a cry of surprise, and many monks showed brother pig's eyes.

"This woman is here, damn it!"

Peng Xianer and the fifth sky also showed dignified eyes.

Calligraphy, piano painting, calligraphy and piano painting are like her name. She has made great achievements in calligraphy, piano skills and painting skills.

Not only that, she is also recognized as the first young generation in Nansha and the first expert to break through wuzun at a young age.

In addition, she is also the first sect in Nansha and the saint of the magic sound sect.

It can be said that she is a woman with countless auras.

Obviously, her appearance made the scene different.

Because everyone can see that this woman is likely to win the inheritance of Jiang Yu.

"Dong!"

The strings of the Guqin fluctuate, and the long sound comes out.

With the sound of her piano, many people kept quiet involuntarily, and many people showed shame.

What they play, whether music or piano skills, is not at the same level as calligraphy, piano and painting.

Have to say.

Calligraphy, piano and painting deserve their reputation.

Finally, her song fell slowly, and her elf like face slowly lifted up and looked at Jiang Yu.

And others also looked at Jiang Yu.

Then, under the surprised eyes of the people, Jiang Yu on the piano stage slowly opened his eyes.

"Very good."

"But not enough!"

After a short sentence, Jiang Yu closed his eyes again.

"Hoo!"

"It's not enough!"

"God, how can this be inherited?"

Seeing that the music played by Jiang Yu's Shuqin painting just now was not enough, the people suddenly exclaimed, but at least Jiang Yu opened his eyes for so many days.

Shuqin painted Qiao eyebrows, and her pretty face didn't fluctuate. She got up and bowed to Jiang Yu and retreated to one side.

"Saint, this is not the way!" The long sword said in an empty and deep voice, "although calligraphy, piano and painting have not won the inheritance, it seems that her chance is still the greatest. We have to think of a way quickly!"

Peng xian'er frowned and suddenly found Yu WuJie missing.

"Where is he?"

Peng Xianer asked.

"Well, it was just now." Changjiankong also frowned. It was obvious that he had been thinking about calligraphy, piano and painting just now, and didn't notice when Yu WuJie disappeared.

At the moment, Yu WuJie has come to Pingjiang city.

"Piano score..."

While talking, he came to the door of the small martial arts school.

Sure enough.

Many people gathered in the small martial arts school. They were listening to Yi Feng sitting on the steps playing the guitar.

"Come on, ordinary road."

At the end of the song, Yi Feng smiled at the crowd.

Perhaps because of the audience, it seems to be his habit to play the guitar here every day, and he will never fall behind in the daily "ordinary road".

"Dong Dong Dong..."

The guitar sounded and everyone closed their eyes.

Yu WuJie was lying in the corner of the wall. Zhang erning listened and couldn't help admiring: "the music played by this boy really doesn't have to be said. In my opinion, it's better than the piano painting. I copied it. Maybe I can turn over the salted fish and get the inheritance of the martial Saint at one fell swoop, ha ha!"

you 're right.

When Yu WuJie came here, he thought of the song played by Yi Feng when he passed by last time, so he wanted to copy the song and take it to Jiang Yuzhi's tomb to try his luck.

Finally, when Yi Feng's strings returned to calm, Yu WuJie copied the whole song.

"Well, although I don't know what piano that guy plays in his hand, it should have the same effect as the piano here."

Yu WuJie happily put away the music score and swaggered out of the city.

opposite side.

It happened that a man carrying dung came.

Yu WuJie frowned and immediately shouted at the man carrying the dung: "Hey, humble mortal, don't you see me passing by here? Don't you make way quickly."

However, what he didn't expect was that the golden light suddenly appeared in the eyes of the load of dung, grabbed his neck and plunged his head into the dung bucket.

After another violent beating, Yu WuJie was left in the ditch and left quietly.

"Damn it, damn it, who is this man carrying dung? He's so powerful!"

Yu WuJie got up from the ditch with a swollen head and face. Looking at the music score in his arms, he was relieved.

"Hoo, it's OK. The score is OK."

"Hum, no matter who you are, I will kill you in the future."

Yu WuJie quickly changed his clothes and rushed out of Pingjiang city.

"What have you done?"

Seeing Yu WuJie coming back with a faint smell, Peng xian'er frowned and asked.

"I just went back to get a song I composed before. There was a little accident on the way." Yu WuJie said evasively.

"The music you wrote?"

Peng xian'er frowned slightly. Although she knew that Yu WuJie could play the piano, she never knew that Yu WuJie could compose music.

"Oh, is brother Yu going to try?"

"Maybe there's a chance. After all, brother Yu opened the gate of heaven last time."

"Brother Yu, go and have a try!"

Seeing this, people heard voices one after another.

"Ha ha, you're welcome. I'll try it." Yu WuJie responded with a smile.

"Are you sure you can do it?"

Peng Xianer was full of distrust.

"Saint, why don't you let him try!" Long Jian Kong said aside.

Peng xian'er thought slightly and said to Yu WuJie, "then go."

"Good fairy, I will never let you down."

At the same time, he took out an ancient Qin from the storage ring and sat in the middle.

On the way over, he had already memorized the score. Referring to his memory, he slowly dropped his palm on the string.

"Dong Dong Dong..."

The prelude to the ordinary road sounded slowly.

"Huh?"

As soon as the prelude came out, the calligraphy, piano and painting sitting on one side suddenly fell on Yu WuJie.

The next moment, Jiang Yu sitting on the piano platform.

Also suddenly opened his eyes!