Music Saint: Spread The Song To The World And Kill Thousands Of Demons!

what did they say?

Everyone in the station was puzzled.

Only a few eyes reveal enlightenment.

Looking at Cui Yuan with cold eyes.

"It's shameless to be so famous!"

Someone said softly.

Cui Yuan lost his mind: "Qu Ge, I want to compete with you.

"Still not giving up?"

"No, I have already given up. Now you know that even if you win, you will not have a good reputation. I just want to know how talented you are. No matter what competition you choose, the rules are up to you."

Cui Yuan's words were persistent.

The conversation between the two was heard by the entire station.

"What, he is No. 1 of the Trinity..." Dozens of people suddenly looked at Qu Ge with surprised expressions.

Some even got too excited and knocked over the tea bowl.

No wonder they reacted this way.

During this period of time, Qu Ge's name was like a thunderbolt.

Appearing in this small inn at this moment, it makes people have a sense of unreality of being close to the legend.

In full view, Qu Ge remained calm, but Tie Zi next to him looked proud.

"You have to think clearly. If you leave now, there is still room for redemption. If you lose to me, your reputation will really be ruined."

"I don't care." Cui Yuan smiled sadly: "This strategy is already a slanted sword. In the name of the heart, I barely keep the guts from the dust. Now that the matter is revealed, people will definitely be ashamed. It's hard to move, so it's better to give it a go, so I suggest that you specify the rules. If you win, you can get rid of your bad reputation. You know the cause of the incident, and it will not hurt you. After all, I am Tongyou. If you lose, I will help you make your name famous , and I still have the last chance. Please brother Qu.

After finishing speaking, Cui Yuan bent down.

Can't get up for a long time.

The station is very quiet.

Everyone looked at Qu Ge.

"I didn't expect you to have such decisiveness. Putting it to death and then reviving it, breaking it and then standing up, I underestimated you."

Of course Qu Ge knew what the so-called last chance in Cui Yuan's mouth was.

Under the extreme shock or disappointment, it is possible to have a great understanding.

Reshape the violin and take it to the next level.

It's just that this kind of thing is one-in-a-million.

Cui Yuan's move is to push himself to a dead end.

Either it will be reborn successfully, or it will sink and make no progress.

Without enough courage, I would never dare to do such a thing.

The disdain and coldness in the eyes of many people dissipated.

There is even admiration, even if he came to Lizhou.

The brave are often respected.

"You are so desperate, but what's the secret?"

Cui Yuan didn't answer, still bowed with a cupped fist.

"Okay, I will compete with you, but you have to promise me one thing."

Cui Yuan raised his head: "What's the matter?"

"I haven't thought about it yet, I'll talk about it later."

"Don't worry." Qu Ge said with a smile: "It won't be something you can't do, and it won't violate the righteousness of the human race.

"In that case, I agree."

"Okay, let's start. The rules of the competition are very simple. If you win a game, you will win or lose."

"Huh?" Cui Yuan was at a loss.

Qu Ge took out the Canghaiqin from the Yuefu and dragged it on his left hand: "The stick hits the tiger, the tiger eats the chicken, and the chicken pecks at the stick. This is an infinite Samsara that will never have a winner. Quyue can simulate everything. "Yi Shui "Song of Sword" uses water to turn swords, kills Wushuang, and stains the earth with blood; "Roar of Ten Thousand Beasts" can summon the spirits of ten thousand beasts, and with one command, they can attack cities and villages; Li, unable to break the formation, is also helpless. There are quite a few such music in our human race, even if it is Fanyin, there are a few tones in the entire score that have the meaning of mysterious music."

"Do you understand the rules now? There is neither the strongest shield nor the invincible spear. You and I use the instruments in our hands to play the blade note representing the stick, the charge note representing the tiger, and the formation note representing the chicken. Three breaths, whoever fails first will lose."

"This competition tests the mastery of music and creativity. I don't know how many Xuanyue pieces you have heard?

A hundred meters away from the post station, an old man sitting in a bullock cart, dressed as a farmer, holds a jug of wine in his hand, enjoying himself.

His eyes were as clear as a child's, and he couldn't see the turbidity that an old man should have.

Suddenly, a smile appeared on the old man's face, and he said to himself: "Sticks, tigers, chickens, this kind of competition is very interesting. The master said that I am stupid, and I have to learn one thing every day. I learned two things today. It seems that I can relax a little bit tomorrow." , Sure enough, it is beneficial to follow smart people, learn a little today, learn a little more tomorrow, and you can learn a lot after Hundred Years."

"Do you really want to compare like this?" Cui Yuan confirmed again and again: "I am a musician of Tongyou, and I have the ability to never forget. I don't know how many ordinary string music I have seen. You will definitely lose."

"You don't need to worry about it. I came up with the rules. Do you think I will disadvantage myself?"

Cui Yuan nodded.

Remove the instrument.

Qu Ge looked at it: "Xiao? So you like playing this kind of flute.

"Is there a problem? I am minoring in Yuxiao."

"No problem at all."

The people in the station did not dare to breathe, this kind of competition was unheard of.

"No, how do they compare? Uncle Zhang, tell me." The stunned young man whispered.

"I told you to read more books in normal times. If you can't become a musician, forget it. Why don't you even understand the rules now? Listen clearly, what Qu Ge said is the stick tiger chicken, the stick beats the tiger, the tiger eats the chicken, and the chicken pecks at the stick, that is to say If Cui Yuan plays the sound of charging representing the tiger, then Qu Ge must play the sound of the weapon representing the stick, and after Cui Yuan plays again, he can only play the sound of formation representing the chicken, and it goes on Samsara, and There is only three breaths of time to think each time, and it will be over until one side is unable to continue."

"Amazing!"

"Of course it's great. Your uncle and I have been thinking about it for a long time, but I can't think of a few sounds, especially the sound of formation, which is very difficult.

"Stop talking, let's start."

Cui Yuan picked up the jade flute and put it near his mouth.

The first sound came.

The timbre is sharp, like a galloping horse, with an indomitable momentum, which makes people involuntarily nervous.

The sound of charge.

A hundred meters away from the post station, an old man sitting in a bullock cart: "From the strange music "Surprise Attack" of Shazhou, the third section of the second paragraph."

The tiger represents the sound of charge.

The stick beats the tiger.

Qu Ge can only play the sound of the weapon representing the stick.

Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately raised his hand to play the piano.

Like a sharp sword out of its sheath, it trembles continuously.

Everyone only felt a little cold light hit their faces, and they couldn't help closing their eyes.

The old man shook his head and shook his head: "It comes from the different sounds of the city "Han Mang Dian Mei", the third section and the eighth verse, this sound is the essence of this string music, and he can show all the tunes without mistakes, it seems that he is far away from Mingwu The meaning of the song is not far away, hurry up, keep going."

Cui Yuan's expression instantly became solemn.

The third 810 sounded.

The sound of formation.

There is a feeling of difficulty breathing, as if a net has fallen from the sky, and it is impossible to get out of it.

""Pozhenzi·Fifty Strings·Luowang Tiandi", paragraph 96, subsection 158, this kid is absolutely impossible to learn this battle song handed down from ancient times, and I guess he has realized the first section of this subsection. The meaning of the song in the First Stage, the Initiation just now, is cunning enough. In order to influence the opponent, he even mobilized the Qi of the song and blended in the meaning of the song. Is this trying to disturb Qu Ge's mind? Deep thoughts are not a good thing.”

The old man raised his hand, then put it down again: "Forget it, let him suffer a little setback."

Inside the station.

The Limang in Qu Ge's eyes flashed away.

disturb my mind?

Sure enough, I guessed right, you are really uneasy and kind.

I just said that a person who can think of using this opportunistic way to become famous, how could he have the courage to put all his eggs in one basket.

Break and then stand?

What a joke.

It turns out that after all, I still think highly of you.

The same as Tongyou, Cui Yuan...... Compared with Wang Shan, you are ten times worse.

If you want to win me and make the final recovery, if it's a fair competition, it's fine, there's nothing to say about your inferior strength.

Since you are playing dirty now, don't blame me for cheating.

Qu Ge parted his mind and entered the Hall of Music.

Take out a book.

There are notes on it that he usually learns and organizes, representing various abilities.

Such as the sound of healing, the sound of running fast, the sound of praying for rain, the sound of controlling fire...

There are thousands of each.

Naturally, it also includes the sound of weapons, the sound of charge, and the sound of formation. .