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"Ahem......" Mo Yi turned his head and pretended not to see Mo Luoxue's eyes, and instead turned his attention to Bai Bohuan, who had taken a break in the center of the hall.

The tail note of the bamboo flute floated in the air, and the aftersound lingered around the beam, Bai Bohuan held the bamboo flute in his hand and bowed slowly with a hint of a wistful smile, "A bamboo shadow is ugly." "

After everyone was silent for a few seconds, the applause thundered, and only an ordinary bamboo flute could play a song that made countless people fall into the illusion, although those monks who fell into the illusion did not have too much vigilance, but it was enough to reflect Bai Bohuan's superb skills.

"Is there anyone else who wants to play?" asked Wakahime, looking at the monks on either side of the hall.

All the monks are you look at me, I look at you, they are all shocked by the skills shown by Bai Bohuan, although they brought their own musical instruments, they must not be more simple than Bai Bohuan, even if their skills are higher, the music they play is better than Bai Bohuan, in terms of musical instruments, they are eaten to death, no matter what, they will always be inferior to Bai Bohuan.

"It's really scheming. Mo Yi sighed with emotion, "This guy made a good calculation as soon as he appeared, is there any reward for winning the first prize?"

"Reward?" the mustachioed monk on the side raised his eyebrows, "Isn't it enough to attract the attention of Fairy Wakahime, plus the opportunity to be a teacher for everyone, and increase your exposure and popularity?"

"In other words, there is no reward?" Mo was also a little disappointed.

"This is a musical instrument seminar, not a musical instrument competition, everyone comes to see the beauties, listen to the music, if you are lucky enough to hear the music played by the art cultivators, maybe you can break through one or two orders on the spot!"

"Is this piece played by Yixiu so magical?" Mo Yi asked with a skeptical attitude.

"Don't underestimate Yixiu, you are a monk who is not qualified and does not know about Yixiu...... You know the demons, right?" asked the mustachioed monk with a roll of his eyes to Mo Yi.

"Demon in the Heart...... The mental obstacle encountered during the cultivation process, the one who accidentally went mad and never recovered?" Mo Yi hesitated for a moment and replied according to his own understanding.

"That's right, it's this inner demon, many monks kill too much, or make an oath with the Dao heart but don't complete it, the inner demon will interfere with you when you are cultivating on weekdays, so that your chance of going mad will be greatly increased. When you break through the ruins and cross the Xiaojiu Five Heavenly Tribulation, it will increase the strength of your Cloud Tribulation, which is something that does all kinds of harm and no benefit. The mustachioed monk said with a serious face, "No monk likes the inner demon, but once you have the inner demon, the inner demon will always follow you until you turn into a heavenly thunderbolt when you cross the tribulation. "

"And Yixiu can help the monk drive away the demons in his heart?" Mo Yi was not stupid, and naturally guessed what the mustachioed monk was going to say next.

"A little brain, art cultivation can indeed help monks exorcise the demons, among which the sound cultivation is the most eye-catching, usually a master of music cultivation can purify your inner demons with a song, so that your thoughts can reach the Lingtai Qingming, and you may even break through the current realm and enter the next realm at once. The mustachioed monk stroked his beard with a look of fascination.

"Isn't that Bai Boran a master of sound cultivation?" Mo Yi asked curiously.

"Although he has two brushes, but it is still far away, if you want to purify the demons, you should wait for him to be promoted to the realm of returning to the ruins, although a real person can be able to defeat a thousand with one enemy, but it is still far from the power of the realm of returning to the ruins!" The mustachioed monk sneered, "I didn't blow it, if Fairy Ji, a monk of the realm of returning to the ruins, glared at Bai Bohuan, Bai Bohuan would be able to scatter his soul and not be able to transcend." "

"So strong?" Mo Yi looked at Fairy Ruoji with an indifferent face on the high platform of the main hall in surprise, "Isn't the Venerable of the Phaseless Period stronger?"

"How many monks do you think there are in the phaseless period? Looking at the entire Tiangu Sect, there are only a few elders and a few monks in the phaseless period, boy, look at the traces of sword practice on your hands, you are from Qiankun Peak, right? Isn't there a phaseless Venerable in your academy of Qiankun Peak?" said the bearded monk.

"Venerable Qingxuan. Mo Yi's heart moved and he remembered the woman who was as indifferent as water in the Sumeru Pavilion, maybe Venerable Qingxuan was still making tea and drinking tea in the Sumeru Pavilion.

Between Mo Yi and the mustache chatting, the musical instrument performance in the hall continued, and after the flute was the piano, fortunately, no one like Bai Bohuan jumped out this time, and countless pipin players played in the hall or sad and gloomy, or Jin Ge Iron Horse-like music.

Soon, time passed quickly under the performance of all kinds of masters, flutes, pizzes, chimes, xiao, drums, erhu...... and so on, during which there were countless amazing performances in the audience, which made Mo Yi eye-opener.

Finally, as the sun set outside the door, a gathering that began at the hour of the hour was silently coming to an end amid the sound of music, and all the instruments were played, and now only the last instrument remained, the guzheng.

"The last instrument, the guzheng, as in the past, please recommend yourself to play a piece that everyone admires. On the high platform, Fairy Wakahime, who had been indifferent and calm, suddenly became energetic...... It can't be said that the spirit, but it has changed from indifference at the beginning to "interest" now, at least Mo Yi feels the same way.

"There are so many musical instruments in front of me, this Ruoji Fairy is a pair of love and ignorance, and occasionally encounters shocking performances in the audience, and only praises a few words without enthusiasm, but now it is the guzheng that the Ruoji Fairy is in spirit. Mo Yi looked at the bright-eyed Ruoji Fairy on the high platform and muttered, "Finally waiting for her chance to show off?" Then why didn't she play the guzheng at the beginning to win the audience, but put the performance of the guzheng at the end. "

Ruoji Fairy finished speaking, the scene immediately boiled, the guzheng is Ruoji Fairy's forte, and it is also the main practice of many monks present, in the music cultivation of Xiu Jue Peak, the strength and weakness of the musical instrument is like the competition between the two factions of the Qiankun Peak sword, and the head of the musical instrument of the current Xiu Jue Peak is undoubtedly the guzheng.

"I'm coming!" a confident voice sounded, and everyone looked over, only to see a personable and radiant man walking into the center of the hall.

"Senior Brother Li, come on! The future of Xiu Jue Feng depends on you! Your guzheng skills are excellent!" Suddenly, Mo Yi shouted loudly at Li Kuoyu, who was selecting the guzheng, and the loudness of his voice attracted the attention of countless people.

Li Kuoyu in the center of the "dry ......" field stiffened all over.