I'm Really Not A Hidden World Expert

The light was so dazzling that Tianpeng couldn't see it clearly.

Can't tell if it's a living thing or something else?

Like a golden snake dancing wildly, or like a dragon soaring into the sky, the twisting body landed on the panel of the piano, and finally remained motionless.

The rays of the sun dissipated, and on the surface of the piano, two words of antique flavor suddenly appeared.

Clear sound!

"This is... the piano name Tiancheng?"

Tianpeng's face was full of disbelief, this piano is really so amazing, how could God give it a name?

It turned out that the so-called flying dragon-shaped creature was imprinted by the rhythm of heaven and earth, which gave this piano its name.

"Fuck me, it's just a sloppy work by the master, so it's a god-given name for the piano. If the old man is serious about making it, wouldn't it be against the sky!"

Tianpeng took a deep breath, not daring to delve into it further.

Then I thought that this Qing Lai Qin would be used as a toy for a child, and I felt so distressed that I couldn't breathe.

He secretly made up his mind that he must behave well in the future, and he might get a few "toys" at some point.

in a few days.

Ji Mo came to Baishou Town with Qing Laiqin on his back.

After arriving at Yue'er's house, he realized that the little girl had been taken away by the people of Lingxu Sword Sect.

He was a little disappointed, he didn't know if he could meet again in the future, but he was sincerely happy for Yue'er in his heart.

Ji Mo handed over the Qing Laiqin to Yueer's father, and let it be handed over to Yueer, which is a little bit of his own kindness.

"Doctor Ji, my little girl is now a cultivator. From now on, she will focus on practicing and seeking the Tao. I'm afraid she won't be able to play the piano again." Father Yue declined.

"Practicing the piano can cultivate one's moral character and cultivate one's sentiments. It's not harmful to one's practice. You can't let Yue'er go to waste." After some persuasion from Ji Mo, Yue'er's father took the Qing Lai Qin over.

And because of this Qing Lai Qin, Yue'er was almost brought to death.

Green Maple Garden was full of voices.

Wen Xi uses the piano to meet friends and entertain talents from all directions.

At this time, I don't know how many famous heroes, princes of aristocratic families, literati and poets gathered here.

The vast majority of people present came for Wen Xi, hoping to show their talents to attract Wen Xi's favor, and thus soar into the sky.

The Wen family is a well-known thousand-year-old family, but this generation is withered, and there are only two daughters.

Therefore, I don't know how many people have tried their best to join the Wen family. If today's big opportunity is in front of them, these people will naturally try their best to perform.

The sound of the zither fluctuates, and the recitation of poems is also endless. Although it is a qin meeting, poems and songs are also part of talent, and everyone is like a male peacock courting a mate, showing it to its fullest.

Only the outstanding ones can be invited to enter the attic to meet Wen Xi.

"I invite Burning Tianzong Huang Guangcai, Mr. Huang, to join the cabinet."

"Langya Academy Li Xianggong, my lady has an invitation."

...

Xiaolan's voice sounded from time to time, inviting those with outstanding musical talent to enter the attic.

Some people are happy and some are sad.

Those whose names were called were elated, while the rest of them could only beat their chests and stamp their feet, annoyed at the loss of a good relationship.

Thousands of people participated in the grand event, but only a dozen or so people were able to enter the attic, which shows Wen Xi's critical vision.

In the attic, more than a dozen talented people showed their abilities and tried their best to please Wen Xi.

With his proficient piano skills, Huang Guangcai managed to gain some limelight, but he also aroused public outrage because of it.

Everyone called him "Guoben Xiaolangjun" with special meaning, exposing his embarrassing things, making him blush like a monkey's butt in embarrassment.

If it wasn't for his thick skin, Huang Guangcai might have fled on the spot.

After that, everyone exposed each other's shortcomings and attacked each other, all thinking of showing themselves by stepping down others.

After Wen Xi saw the performance of these people, a deep look of disappointment appeared on her face.

Men in the world are all like this.

"Sister Xueyi, I don't know if there is that unparalleled luthier you mentioned in the field?"

Wen Xi asked Tang Xueyi beside her, but she hoped that the mysterious luthier would show up and maybe give her a little surprise.

Tang Xueyi shook her head, she had already checked all the people who entered Qingfengyuan, and did not find Ji Mo.

That's right, with the Realm, where Ji Mo can resonate with the Tao, how can he appear here at the expense of his worth.

Li Xianggong of Langya Academy snorted coldly and said, "The so-called literature is unparalleled, who in the world dares to pretend to be unparalleled in the world, I think that person is just a person who is trying to gain fame."

"That's right, if you really have a great talent, you would have shown up long ago." Many people echoed.

"Haha, that person probably didn't dare to show his face because he was afraid of being exposed on the spot. I don't want to be with him."

Huang Guangcai also sneered, dismissing Ji Mo as worthless.

Tang Xueyi's face was tense, and she almost couldn't help but want to teach these people a lesson, but considering Wen Xi's face, she could only hold back.

"Miss Wen Xi, why don't you come play a piece and let me open my eyes." Everyone spoke one after another.

"Then, it's a shame."

Wen Xi couldn't refuse, so she could only nod in agreement.

"Zheng..."

The slender hand plucked the strings, and the moving sound of the piano flowed slowly.

There is a quiet and peaceful atmosphere on Wen Xi, as if the person and the piano are integrated into one, and the own emotions flow out through the sound of the piano.

The sound of the piano is melodious, like a trickle, nourishing the heart, making people feel like a spring breeze, and the whole soul is washed.

At the end of the song, there was silence.

Then there was thunderous applause.

"It's so nice, the lingering sound of this song is really memorable."

"Miss Wen's qin skills are unparalleled, and she has reached the realm of human-qin integration, which makes me ashamed."

"Such a superb piano skill, I'm afraid it is not inferior to that Li Xiao."

Everyone uttered praises, scrambling to praise Wen Xi, and flattered Wen Xi relentlessly. Their faces were as if they were licking dogs.

At this time, in the purple bamboo forest not far from the attic, Li Xiao was immersed in drinking.

He came here on Wenxi's appointment, but unfortunately he didn't agree with others, and was ridiculed again. He felt very unhappy, so he could only hide here and drink.

While drinking and playing the incomplete piece "Flowing Water", Li Xiao was in a very depressed mood.

The master was slandered, the clown was arrogant, how did the world become like this?

In order to support Ji Mo, Li Xiao's reputation has been ruined, and more than half of his students have left. Such a blow is very big for an old man.

"This old man, that's not how you drink wine, let alone how you play the piano."

A voice came, interrupting Li Xiao.

"Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Li Xiao looked at the young man in front of him and said angrily.

Has he fallen to the point where he is dictated by a young man with no hair yet?

Just ask the world, who is qualified to dare to teach him how to play the piano?

No, there is indeed a person, that mysterious expert who is the best in the world in piano art!

Ji Mo grinned, showing his white teeth, "Don't dare, I have a song "Xiaoyaotan", and I would like to ask the old man for advice."

He passed by Qingfengyuan, and came in out of curiosity to join in the fun, but he didn't expect to meet a down-and-out old luthier, who was playing his music.

Meeting is fate.

So, Ji Mo decided to play a piece of positive energy to comfort the old luthier.

"Forget it, I'll give you some pointers today. This is your kid's great fortune. I never teach people how to play the piano easily on weekdays."

Li Xiao found Ji Mo pleasing to the eye, so he decided to give some pointers.

"Then please advise."

Ji Mo took Li Xiao's piano and started to play it.

At the same note, Li Xiaoru was shocked by electric shock, and his mind went blank.