Chapter 996 Pinyin comparison

Fang Han's name is absolutely shocking to the subjects of the holy state of yaochi.

Since he was a child, he has shown a terrible cultivation talent. At the age of 23, he was selected to be the youngest disciple of the Taoist master and cultivated with him.

As we all know, daomen is especially good at swordsmanship and deducing arithmetic, and has a deep research on the eight trigrams.

Even if the royal family is as strong as the holy kingdom of yaochi, it is a very proud thing to have a prince enter the Taoist gate.

Fang Han has been in Taoism for 20 years.

In the past 20 years, Fang Han rarely returned to the holy land of yaochi, but there have never been few rumors about him.

The Taoist leader of the Taoist sect only accepts ten disciples, Fang Han is ranked 10th.

When they practice the method of Taoism to a certain extent, ten disciples will compete with each other, and finally one person will come out, that is, Taoism.

The so-called Taoist is the successor of the next generation of the Taoist master. When the Taoist master is old, or when he drives a crane to return to the west, the Taoist should take over his position.

Although Fang Han is the youngest, ranking tenth, his performance is very striking.

It can be said that Fang Han is in the top five among the ten disciples of the Taoist master.

Judging from his age, it's a terrible achievement, and there's still a lot of room for improvement in the future.

If you work hard enough, even if you become a Taoist in the future, it is not a strange thing.

What Chu Yun didn't expect was that Fang Han would come to find himself and compare with himself.

"Your Highness the third prince is joking."

Chuyun smiled at the corner of his mouth and stood up and said, "Your Highness the third prince is a disciple of the Taoist master. I feel inferior to him."

"There is nothing inferior. You can win the crown and defeat Fang Luo all the way. You have unimaginable combat power. If I fight with you, I may bully you too much. Even if I suppress my realm to be the same as you, it's not fair... "

Fang Han bowed his head and took a sip of tea, then breathed out a breath and said happily, "this tea is really delicious."

"The tea produced on the tea tree of Foshan in the West has a good taste. Any tea can equal a pot of blood and meat medicine."

Chu Yun took a sniff and didn't waste any breath.

Knowing that a distinguished guest came, Chu Yun specially took out a pot of tea and made it.

"Since it's not fair to compete in war, how about we compete in music, chess and deduction?"

Fang Han took another sip of tea and offered.

Chu Yun's eyes brighten, compared with the melody? Skill in palying chess? Deduction?

In terms of melody, I can't call myself an expert, but I have enough melody in my mind. Those famous songs on the earth in the last world can hang everything if I take one of them. Compared with chess skills, it's not what I'm good at. Since it's proposed by Fang Han, it's certainly not as simple as playing chess.

As for derivation, it is nothing more than mental power.

Every time you upgrade a level, you will strengthen yourself completely.

Now it has reached the level of heaven, and its soul can be said to be very tough and invincible.

As for mental strength, no opponent in the same level can match his own.

Compared with Fang Han, even if he is not the enemy, he will not lose too badly.

"Good."

Chu Yun nodded without hesitation.

"Let's start with the melody!"

Fang Han leans out his hand, and the aura evolves into two Guqin. The whole body is full of indescribable charm, just like the wave visible to the naked eye.

"Come on."

Fang Han reaches out and beckons Chu Yun to take the piano.

Chu Yun hugged the Guqin with both hands, stroked it in the air, and then it suddenly produced a pleasant sound.

They set the Guqin in front of them and sat face to face, no more than ten meters apart.

"Your Highness, how do you compare?"

Chu Yun raised his eyebrows and thought about it.

"You and I play a song to each other, comparing the aura in the Pinyin law, to see who can't hold it first."

Fang Han closed his eyes and was intoxicated. He seemed to be immersed in it all over, unable to extricate himself.

Chu Yun tried to play it at will. He felt that there was a special charm in the ancient Qin. After he injected the aura, he could burst out a strong sound wave with a single play.

"Your Highness, please."

Chu Yun has already passed the melody he wants to play in his heart.

When he opened his eyes again, his heart was fixed.

"Very confident."

Fang Han glanced at Chu Yun accidentally, then stroked Guqin with both hands, as if stroking the lover's hair.

The melody suddenly began to play, and all the essence of the tens of miles around came together and went towards the Chu cloud.

"Come on!"

Chu Yun is not afraid at all. His hands are moving fast on the Guqin. The music he plays is the famous green sea music of the last generation.

This is a song created by Huang Yaoshi, one of the five wonders in the world.

On the surface, it only imitates the wave of the sea. In fact, it contains extremely high and deadly martial arts. The sound and emotion are floating and lingering. If you listen without defense, you can't control yourself.

Chu Yun has heard about it many times in the last life.

Now, after the spirit is injected into it, it really restores the situation in Jin Yong's book.

The silver bottle explodes, just like the roar of swords and guns. The eardrum of frightened people vibrates, the pupils contract violently, and the soul is completely inhaled into it.

"How could it be?"

Fang Han was shocked and could not help but draw air.

At first, he didn't have any preparation at all, because in his opinion, Chu Yun could never surpass himself in melody.

Who could have expected that Chu Yun's tone attack was so fierce that it reached its peak almost as soon as he started.

Because of this, he was inferior at the beginning.

For Chu Yun, he had practiced the music of the tide in the blue sea in those years, but he just liked the melody.

But now, the level that he showed after being urged by aura, even he didn't expect it.

"His melody is far beyond my imagination. Although the skill of playing the piano is very common, the music is almost perfect and invincible!"

Fang Han's eyes gradually became dignified. He could hear many wrong sounds from Chu Yun's piano sound.

But these mistones do not affect the integrity of their own music, but show more incisively and vividly.

It is used to produce music in the tide of blue sea, compare art with melody, and fight for aura.

It simulates the vast sea, without waves for thousands of miles. The tide in the distance is slowly approaching and gradually speeding up. Then the waves are surging and white waves connect the mountains. In the tide water, fish are jumping and whales are floating. The wind is howling and gullies are flying on the sea. In addition, the water demons and sea monsters are playing with the tide. Suddenly, the icebergs are floating to the sea, and the sea is boiling. They can change the magic. When the tide recedes, the water is as smooth as a mirror, but the sea bottom is also a dark current, which is turbulent and silent Hidden danger.

If the cultivation is a little worse, you will be shocked to have disorder of Qi and blood in your body, and your heart will shake and be led by it.

If you fall into it, the lighter will be injured, the heavier will be killed!

The tone contest between the two gradually entered the climax.

The music is like the sound of a dragon, bright and dark, thick and roaring, like the collapse of a great mountain and the crushing of rocks.

From the sound of the two people's zither, the spirit of terror shoots out, destroys each other, collides with each other, and finally becomes invisible.

"Boom"

the sound of the zither seems weak, but after the real collision, the storm erupted, directly shaking the buildings of the city Lord's mansion to collapse.

Within a hundred miles of the two people's Square, the music waves visible to the naked eye appear like raindrops.

Chu Yun lowered his eyelids and didn't put the fierce collision in front of him. He just played and played.

The music is high and low, and the music is astonishing.

Just in the aspect of melody, Chu Yun completely overthrew Fang Han, but the technique of playing Qin sound was not as good as that of Fang Han, so he kept the number of five to five all the time.

"No, if it goes on like this, I will lose."

Fang Han frowns and tightens his brow. Temperament is one of the many skills he learned in Taoism, which can be said to be his own strength.

But who would have thought that Chu Yun's talent in temperament was no worse than his own.

I have been trained specially, but I can't compare with Chu Yun.

Just a little bit, Fang Han will fall into disorder. Fortunately, he reacts quickly and adjusts his state very well.

"Whoo!"

Fang took a deep breath and calmed his eyes again.

Chu Yun played the piano in a wrong way. He consumed more aura than himself.

I haven't lost yet. Go on, the winner is unknown!

Just when Fang Han rallied and wanted to strengthen his attack, Chu Yun suddenly made a series of ten fingers, sending out a sudden sound of explosion.

The sound blade visible to the naked eye bursts out and cuts Fang Han's defense directly.

At first, Fang Han was able to rely on his deep realm to barely support him, but the later he got, the stronger the sound blade of Chu Yun was.

The tone he let out was like a continuous wave that completely defeated Fang Han.

Fang Han snorted and left Guqin with his hands. His face was as white as paper.

I saw the Guqin in front of him. It was broken. I couldn't play it any more.

Chu Yun is still immersed in it, unable to extricate himself.

The tone is still going on.

Fang Han's legs curled up, frowned, and began to resist with his own realm.

With the last sound of explosion, Fang Han opened his eyes a little tired. His eyes were shocked and inconceivable.

Chu Yun breathed out a breath, only feeling his hands numb and his arms numb.

"Yes, your highness."

Chu Yun stood up and beat the Guqin away.

Fang Han's expression is very complicated.

The East female department that I competed with him was all what I was good at, but I didn't expect that the first melody was completely defeated.

What kind of music is it? What kind of music is it?

Fang Han hesitated for a moment and asked, "Chu Yun, what music are you playing? Why have I never heard of it? "

Chu Yun smiled and said quietly, "Your Highness has never heard of it, and it's very normal. It's a song created by the tides of the blue sea..."

At the end of the day, he was a bit short of gas.

But soon he had the cheek to take credit.

Anyway, no one in the world has ever played this music. I am the first author.

Is it reasonable to say that it was created by ourselves?

The author Tuoba Liuyun said: ask for flowers!