Chapter 1675

Under Lin Yun's gaze, Gu Jun took out two slender strings.

Lin Yun held it in his hand and felt it, the strings were very light, and there was no trace of dragon tendons at all.

After being refined by Master Tian Xuan, all the essence of the dragon tendon was preserved, and it was made into a perfect string.

According to Lin Yun's request, the two strings are a little thicker than those of the guzheng and pipa.

"It is indeed the ancient dragon tendon."

Lin Yun said softly.

The inside of the strings can obviously dare to speak of the ancient dragon power. Lin Yun has a keel, and it is easy to feel that he is the sacred body of the blue dragon.

Compared with the keel, the value of the dragon tendon is much higher than that of the keel.

But in terms of rarity, dragon tendons are even more difficult to find than divine keel bones, and it is difficult to preserve dragon tendons completely.

"What the hell do you want this thing for?"

Gu Jun looked at Lin Yun suspiciously, took out another thing, and said, "And this bow, Guli's weird, what is it?"

"You don't care about that."

Lin Yun took the bow and glanced at it, and said in surprise, "Shenlongmu."

The wood of the bow is actually divine dragon wood. Although it is not comparable to the divine wood of hibiscus, it is also an extremely rare divine wood.

"Oh, otherwise, why do you think it took so long? An Xiaoniu didn't even ask what you wanted to do, she just kept busy, I don't know how much thought it took." Gu Jun glanced at Lin Yundao.

Lin Yun ignored him, took out the Xiqin, and carefully installed the strings.

It was the first time he was busy with this, and it took him a long time to get it right.

"Come on, your hand looks like you're holding a sword."

Gu Jun glanced at Lin Yun with contempt, took the Xiqin and the strings, and finished the work after thinking about it.

"It turned out to be the idea of ​​​​playing Xiqin, but this thing has been lost since ancient times, and no one has played it for a long time. Even if you install the strings, what can you do, you want to rely on it to make a splash at the Langya event? I think you are busy working in vain. now..."

Gu Jun smiled disappointedly and handed Xi Qin over to hit Lin Yun.

"Who said you can't speak?"

Lin Yun put the bow on the strings, and after a little familiarity, the bow slid.

The sound of music that Gu Jun has never heard before is uploaded on the strings, the tone is mournful and weak, like a human singing with weeping and choking, desolate and at the same time revealing the vicissitudes of life that cannot be expressed in words.

The vicissitudes contained in the tone were something Gu Jun had never seen before, and he was instantly stunned.

how can that be?

He looked at Lin Yun incredulously, the other party not only pulled out his voice, but played an ancient song he had never heard before.

As soon as the tune sounded, people felt an unavoidable sadness and bitterness, as well as all kinds of injustice and resentment.

Gu Jun is sure that this must be an ancient song composed by Xiqin, rather than other ancient songs.

"Sure enough."

Lin Yun put down the strings, and a bright light flashed in his eyes.

"This...what song? Xiqin has long since been lost, how did you do it?" Gu Jun was about to go crazy, and Lin Yun just stopped, and immediately kept asking questions.

"Erquan Yingyue."

Lin Yun said calmly.

This is a famous erhu song. Lin Yun had heard it before, but he couldn't remember it.

But after mastering the rhythm in this world, he is extremely sensitive to all kinds of music in his previous life. He can remember most of them with a little memory, and the incomplete parts can be easily completed with his attainments.

But this is just a small test, Lin Yun has bigger ambitions.

The Xiqin in his hand is made of hibiscus sacred wood. If it is used to play the Fusang Feitian Song, it may be more suitable than the wind-leiqin.

"You guy, what a genius!" Gu Jun looked at Lin Yun and sighed.

"It's not enough. My temperament background is still too low. Compared with other Da Si Les who have practiced for more than ten years and decades, once they fall into a stalemate, there will be more and more flaws."

Lin Yun shook his head, he was very calm, this Xi Qin can be regarded as a strange move.

But you can't put all your trump cards on it.

If you really want to make yourself foolproof, you still have to let the Phoenix Divine Finger go a step further, and it is best to reach the state of Phoenix Nirvana.

There was still some time left before the grand event in Langya, so Lin Yun was not in a hurry.

He simply stayed in Gu Jun's cave and began to play the Fusang Feitian Song on the Xiqin and Fengleiqin respectively, and asked Gu Jun to point out the differences and the areas that needed to be corrected.

Some people are divided into nine grades, and some are divided by the voice of the sage, the voice of the great saint and the voice of the holy king.

The difference between the two is not too big. The former is a big realm every three times, and the latter is directly named after the big realm.

Gu Jun's rhythm attainments have already reached the level of the voice of the sage king, the outer sage and the inner king are only one step away from entering the voice of the emperor.

Guiding Lin Yun is more than enough, and his rhythm attainments have been standing still for many years.

During the communication with Lin Yun, I unexpectedly discovered a lot of gains, and the old and the young got along quite harmoniously.

"Ancient head, what is the voice of the Great Sage?"

On this day, after Lin Yun finished contacting, he talked with Gu Jun.

Gu Jun was playing with the Xiqin, pulling it slowly, and said with a smile: "The voice of the sages can turn the rhythm into wind, travel around the world, communicate with all things, and can present the vision in the song more perfectly, this is the so-called wind of the sages. ."

"The Voice of the Great Sage is to let the rhythm have life, and each note has a separate soul."

"The note disappears in an instant, but if the note has a soul, even if the note disappears, the lingering sound will linger, overlapping and progressive. The vision you play will also have life, as if it were real. Existence in general. Like this..."

As he spoke, he showed off, and every note from the Xiqin was very transparent.

boom!

When the note faded, it was like a thunderous explosion in Lin Yun's ears, and his whole body trembled.

The aftertaste lingered, and before it was too late, a new note was born.

The remaining notes in the void are continuously superimposed, and with the progress of the music, they turn into a majestic general trend that rotates in the void.

"Hahaha, so happy! This Xiqin made of hibiscus sacred wood is really a fun thing, that's all, let your kid see it today, look at it, this is the voice of the Holy King!"

Gu Jun's long hair was flying, and the notes that burst out from the Xiqin changed again.

boom!

In an instant, the wind and clouds were turbulent, and the sky trembled.

Whoosh!

Lin Yun's expression changed slightly, and he crossed his arms in front of him, but it was still too late.

The momentum bursting out of the ancient head shook him a hundred meters in an instant. After landing, Lin Yun looked up.

The momentum on Gu Jun's body reached an unimaginable level.

Under the sound of the piano, the sky seemed to explode, and the whole person became domineering.

There seems to be thousands of troops galloping behind him, and the ancient and vicissitudes of tune makes people completely immersed in the artistic conception he plays.

Lin Yun was shocked, the old man really couldn't understand.

He was stingy and stingy on weekdays, and he shamelessly lied to him about the Holy Profound Pill. When he really showed his flamboyant side, he felt a different person.

Just like the day when Liu Chenxin was beaten on the street, he was arrogant and unreasonable.

The thirteenth grade Saint Profound Master and the peak of Nirvana cultivation base, plus the voice of the Holy King at the bottom of the box, Lin Yun was shocked to find that he really underestimated it before.

He thought before that maybe the half-sage can't help him.

Thinking about it now, even an ordinary holy monarch might not really be able to hold him down.

This is a tiger that takes a nap on weekdays!

There will be no backing, right?

"How is it?"

The ancient head looked at Lin Yunde's way.

"just OK."

Lin Yun was shocked in his heart, and said calmly on the surface.

"You kid, you really don't know Mount Tai, and the entire Tianxiang Palace is qualified to say that to me." The old head laughed and scolded.

"Elder Sheng is younger than you, he is already half-sacred, and he is still the voice of the emperor." Lin Yun said.

"Sooner or later, you will be pissed off by your kid."

Gu Jun put down Xiqin and said, "I have no conscience at all."

Lin Yun smiled and continued to practice the piano, playing Phoenix's Song of the Heart with Phoenix God's fingers.

With the sound of the piano, his ten fingers were like the wind, playing faster and faster, and finally the whole figure became blurred.

The afterimages stayed one after another, and the sound of the piano became extremely strange, as if there were a few more people.

Nine afterimages stayed on the wind and thunder piano, and there were bursts of phoenix sounds from Lin Yun's body.

boom!

When the general trend of the gathering of the piano sounds reached its peak, Lin Yun suddenly burst into flames.

A sharp phoenix roar resounded, and there was a phoenix in the firelight, flying up from Lin Yun's body.

"call!"

Lin Yun let out a breath of turbid air and said softly, "The Divine Phoenix Finger is finally complete."

However, if the emperor was still there, it would definitely hurt him, and Lin Yun couldn't help laughing when he thought of this.

I don't know what happened to the emperor and the little thief cat. Wanmo Peak is a forbidden place, and it is a nine-death life for the saint to enter.

"The appointment of Tiandao Sect, don't miss it."

Lin Yun got up and put away the Fengleiqin, and took a few steps to put away the Xiqin and the bow.

When he was about to leave, he thought about leaving behind a bottle of Dragon Clan's fine wine, and the remaining few Holy Profound Pills were also left.

At dusk, the ancient head wobbled and returned.

Seeing the Dragon Clan's fine wine and Saint Profound Pill on the stone table, he was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "This little guy has a little conscience."

When there were only seven days left for the Langya event, Lin Yun went to the top of the snowy mountain again.

In the snowy holy lake, Yue Weiwei is practicing the Nine Heavens Mysterious Girl Dance.

The Jiutian Xuannv Dance is extremely complicated. Even though Lin Yun has always played the Feather Clothes Song, Yue Weiwei has only jumped to the fifteenth stanza, and there are still three remaining stanzas that she cannot fully grasp.

Jiutian Xuannvwu can be regarded as a high-grade dragon spirit martial arts, and it is even more complicated, and the requirements for talent are terrifying.

With her current cultivation base, Yue Weiwei's cultivation to such a state is already quite against the sky.

However, the Palace Master and the Holy Elder were extremely strict with Yue Weiwei. Anyway, Lin Yun had never seen them praise her.

Huh?

Suddenly, Lin Yun stopped.

Besides the holy elder Mu Xueling, there was another person standing side by side with her, a blue-clothed youth.

The blue-clothed youth suddenly turned around, his eyes fell on Lin Yun, and Lin Yun could see the other side clearly.

The other party's appearance is handsome, and the facial features are clean and beautiful. It can't be said that he is handsome, but there is a dusty temperament lingering on his body, which makes him look particularly elegant.

Lin Yun probably had a guess in his heart, this should be the senior brother who has been training outside the Tianxiang Palace.

He took another step and walked over step by step.

After the blue-clothed youth waited for Lin Yun to approach, he took a look and said in the tone of a senior brother, "I heard from the elder Sheng, you are playing the song of neon clothes and feather clothes for junior sister all this time?"

"something wrong?"

Lin Yun said lightly.

The blue-clothed youth was stunned for a moment, then raised his brows slightly with a smile on his face, this newcomer... a bit rushed.