Chapter 270

The next day, people gathered in the central square again. This time, there were only more than 100 people left. The refiners who were eliminated yesterday also waited there early.

Green housekeeper came late, followed by more than 100 maids in green, each holding a black piano.

"Hello, everyone. Today is the second competition. The content of this competition is --" the green housekeeper said, pointing to the side with his right hand, and then continued, "carefully observe the piano, you can only see and touch it, not dismantle it, and then write down the materials, methods, steps, arrays and prohibitions needed to refine it!"

There was a roar in the crowd, and all the discussion began.

"Qin is a complicated musical instrument and a magic weapon. It's the most difficult to refine. If you just look at it and touch it, you can tell the material, method, procedure, array and prohibition. Isn't it too difficult?"

"Yes, to see the magic weapon of this musical instrument, we need some musical theory from the instrument refiners, which will eliminate some people! It's not fair to those who don't understand music theory? "

"Ha ha, the dragon city master is good at everything, and he is also modest. That is to say, he is so willful when setting rules in every weapon refining competition!"

At this time, someone really raised an objection. A white haired weapon refiner stood up and said in a loud voice, "since it's a weapon refining competition, we can refine our own magic weapons. It's easy to see who can refine the magic weapons with higher level, and who will win? Isn't the Lord of dragon city trying to set up competition rules for favoritism? "

The green housekeeper looked up with a smile on his face, but his words were not polite: "who should I be? It turned out to be master Zhang. I'm sorry, it was explained when I signed up. The rules of this competition are made by the city master. If you have any objection, you can give up the competition! "

Master Zhang was a famous master of refining utensils from other cities. When he heard this, his beard was so angry that he tilted up. With a flick of his sleeve, he said, "OK, OK! Then I won't participate, hum! I hope you don't ask for me to refine the weapon! "

Then he walked away.

He has been famous for a long time, but he is not good at refining magic instruments. It is better to leave now than to be eliminated later.

As soon as he left, two or three famous instrument refiners stood up and left. They were not good at instrument refining.

The green housekeeper was not moved. When they left, he waved his hand: "continue to compete!" But he murmured, "hum, looking for you? If our wife is here, we won't need you! "

It's just an episode. The competition goes on.

Yan Qingyang gently touched the black Qin in front of him. She found that the shape and strings were almost the same as those in Longyuan's hands. She picked up the Qin and touched it carefully. Then she put it down and gently played with the strings. She listened carefully to the sound of the strings.

Then, she quietly picked up the aura and continued to fiddle with the string. She felt that the aura was on the string, and the light flashed on the string.

Yes, this piano is a very good magic weapon! Long yuan has made a lot of money for this contest!

Yan Qingyang fainted and felt the array and prohibition on Qin.

This Qin is exquisitely refined. Fortunately, she knew the music theory in her previous life, and she had also refined several magic weapons of musical instruments. Otherwise, it would be difficult for ordinary instrument refiners to distinguish the array on this Qin.

When Yan Qingyang ponders carefully, others have already begun to watch Qin. Most of them frown tightly, even Luo Xing and Murong Yan.

Yan Qingyang frowned and touched the Qin in front of him. The material of the Qin body is easy to confirm, but the material of the string is hard to confirm. It's not silk or wood. I can't see what it is.

She gently fiddled with the strings again, and the sound of Ding Dong began to ring again, which was very pleasant and clear.

Yan Qingyang's fingers gently adhered to the string, and when she sipped it, the whole string was played. The string was full of elasticity, with a hint of cold. She raised the piano, facing the sun, and the string sent out a hint of blue light.

Ning Mei pondered, and Yan Qingyan began to think.

At the same time, Luo Xing is also frowning. She carefully recalls the contents of Hong's weapon refining notes, and fiddles with the strings to distinguish them.

Murong Yan also slightly tilted his head, fingers gently playing the strings.

Outside, Yun Lele and Ying Li nervously look at Yan Qingyang and Murong Yan.

"Hello, silly girl!" Yunlele approached Yingli and said strangely, "is it so difficult to distinguish? You see, most of the people on the field are frowning. These are all elite craftsmen from all over the world! "

Should leave to the side a hide, hum a: "don't understand don't talk nonsense! The piano in the field is not simple! It's normal that they can't tell for a moment! "

There are also some off-site refiners who feel relieved and happy. Although they were eliminated yesterday, today's topic is even more difficult. Even if they got away with it yesterday, they will be eliminated today.

It's been more than an hour, and no one in the field has finished the material, refining methods and steps, array prohibition, etc.

Some people have begun to write hard, but after a while they will stop writing, continue to frown and carefully look at the piano in front of them. Obviously, this competition is very difficult.

Half an hour later, Yan Qingyang suddenly put down the piano, stretched his eyebrows, and wrote on the paper. These words were very fluent and filled the paper. After finishing the writing, Yan Qingyang took up the paper, blew it gently, dried the ink on the paper, put it on the green maid's tray, covered it with a towel, handed it to the green maid, and said, "I'm fine!" The maid in green couldn't help looking at Yan Qingyang. Many of them were famous craftsmen, including Luo Xing, who was in the limelight, and Murong Yan, who was a little worse than Luo Xing. Unexpectedly, it was an unknown girl in purple who wrote it first. There was a lot of talk outside“ The girl who wrote it first is so young. Is she right? It can't be graffiti, can it“ If you say you are young, master Luo is also young. Well, look, master Luo has finished his writing! "“ Hum, I bet that the little girl in purple just now is scribbling. If master Luo is more trustworthy. "“ Well, since you bet, why don't I bet with you? "Yun Lele looked over his head and said," I bet that little girl in purple can pass this time. How about gambling? " No matter what happened outside, since Yan Qingyang finished his writing, others have finished it one after another. Some people really have no choice but to scribble. In this way, another hour later, everyone had finished writing. The green housekeeper looked at the white paper one by one“ OK, now it's announced to enter the list of the next round of competition After reading, the green housekeeper said aloud.