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

wilderness.

Lonely station.

The jade flute collided with the strings.

For a quarter of an hour.

The mouths of the witnesses were never shut.

The two competing musicians seem to have countless pieces of music in their minds.

When one person's voice fell, the other sounded immediately.

Let alone three breaths, there is no thinking at all.

The sound of weapons, the sound of charge, the sound of formation.

Mutual restraint kills each other.

As we all know, if you want to have a vision when playing a piece of music, first of all, you must at least have a different sound, and secondly, you must understand the meaning of the song, integrate the meaning of the song into the score, and use the Qi of the song to stimulate the appearance of "Xiangxia".

If you just play a certain section or a certain note of Xuan Yue alone, it is difficult to have a vision.

Difficult doesn't mean it can't be done.

The more thorough the understanding of a piece of Xuan Yue, the easier it is to play its function.

It is because of this reason that Qu Zong has Tianyin in his mouth and can form a song with one word.

Perfectly analyze and deconstruct the notes, understand all the principles of heaven and earth contained in the music, and even add own perception, and get the approval of the music, this is Great Completion.

Great Completion Xuan Le, come at your fingertips.

Semi-Saint plucked at will, turned the world upside down.

There is a saying called fusion.

Fusion score notes.

A piece of music has hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, or even tens of millions of notes.

The nine-part battle song "Pozhenzi·Fifty Strings", created by Yue Zu, is divided into "Pozhenzi·Fifty Strings·Shield Attack", "Pozhenzi·Fifty Strings·Strangle", "Pozhenzi·Fifty Strings ·Heqiao, "Pozhenzi·Fifty Strings·Locking", "Pozhenzi·Fifty Strings·Snap the World"... etc., a total of nine movements.

The magnificence is endless and the atmosphere is myriad.

Take out a single movement, and if you want to play the whole piece, the time is calculated in days, and the notes produced are over ten thousand.

Such a super-large-scale attack war song often requires the cooperation of hundreds of musicians to exert its power.

The musicians fight against the enemy.

It's not about sitting on the ground, setting up instruments, and then the sonata is over.

It's not a turn-based game, you hit me, I hit you.

Life and death can never be so simple.

Tongyou musicians have the ability to intercept bands and outline musical notes.

When it comes to rhyme, it is a more microscopic analysis of notes.

Take "Le Yi" as the core to comprehend.

Everything fits into one, combining all the notes of a piece of music into one.

For the fundamental meaning.

At this level, playing a random note will show its power.

When powerful musicians fight against each other, life and death are often determined in the blink of an eye.

Everyone in the world knows that there are four levels of music learning, pitch, melody, music, and meaning.

In fact, there is a fifth one.

Fusion.

There is no end to this level, and it takes a lifetime to comprehend.

And comprehending the meaning of the song is also the beginning of integration.

are therefore excluded.

If you play the sound of the function alone, or create it by yourself, and it has not yet become the scattered sound of the melody, then what you hear is just one sound, and there will be no change.

However, if this sound comes from a certain Xuan Yue.

Moreover, the person who played it clearly understood the meaning of this mysterious music, and did it intentionally.

Even a simple sound can show Weimai.

The power depends on the depth of comprehension of the song's meaning and the degree of fusion.

The deeper the meaning of the comprehension, the greater the number of Fusion Talismans, and the greater the power.

"They seem to be really popular~々?"

At this moment in the post station, the atmosphere is chilling, and the wind is jittery.

The people inside have already retreated to the corner.

A metaphysics musician, with unhappy eyes: "Thanks to my previous impression of Cui Yuan, I thought he was sincerely repentant and a brave man. Unexpectedly, Qu Ge was deceived by him.

"Damn it, the competition has started, I can't intervene, otherwise Cui Yuan will definitely take the opportunity to publicize, saying that we Yuzhou people can't afford to lose because we bully the few."

"Don't fall into the trap. This is what he did deliberately, just to force us to intervene. In this way, we don't take advantage of it. Originally, Cui Yuan made a name for himself in this way, and his virtue is at a disadvantage.

If it develops to the point where both sides don't take advantage of it, his music reputation won't suffer too much loss, this is his real purpose, good intentions!"

"Are you just watching? Cui Yuan is Tongyou, and his understanding of Le Yi far exceeds that of Qu Ge. If this continues, Qu Ge will definitely lose."

"There is no better way, I can only watch. Losing the competition, although it will damage Qu Ge's music reputation, but this loss will not have a big impact. If I wait to stop it, it will hurt Qu Ge.

"If you can't make a shot, it's a loss for Innate to destroy the competition. If you don't make a shot, you can't do it. Qu Ge will lose. I understand that no matter what the result is, Cui Yuan is willing to see it. It has already started since Qu Ge set the rules Calculating, deliberately pretending to be a pitiful gesture of admitting his mistakes, and agreeing to the conditions without hesitation, is to paralyze Qu Ge. In this way, when Qu Ge sets the rules, as long as he shows a trace of compassion, he will not choose to be too harsh on Cui Yuan. Unfavorable competition."

"That's right, Cui Yuan is Tongyou, shamelessly going all out, he will definitely win Qu Ge, because the rules are set by Qu Ge, if he wins, he can also eliminate the influence of the damage to his music name.

"The villain's behavior is good, and he has a good plan.

"I will send a quick message to inform my friends in the capital of this matter."

"It's too late. It's impossible for Qu Zong to pay attention to such a trivial matter. Even if a tuner comes, it will take an hour, and the dust will be settled long ago."

"Aggrieved, watching this bureaucrat succeed in his tricks, but we have nothing to do."

Many popular faces flushed.

"Boom..." A dining table suddenly fell apart.

Teacups and porcelain bowls are reduced to powder.

The corridor railing cracked without warning.

There are chipped floors.

"What's the situation?!" An ordinary person was horrified.

"This is Cui Yuan's sinister intention. He blends the meaning of the music into the notes, mobilizes the air of the music, and plays the jade flute. The sound of weapons, the sound of charge, and the sound of formation are the sounds of war. Playing again and again, superimposing and accumulating before and after, abnormal changes occurred, causing damage to the surrounding area.

"It's to shock Qu Ge's mind, I really don't want my face."

"Isn't Qu Ge dangerous?"

"There will be no danger. If he dares to target Qu Ge, I will attack him right away, and the Palace of Punishment will not spare him after that.

"It's just that this method is shameless."

"Bastard." Tie Zi picked up the bench.

"What are you doing, put down the stool." A musician sternly stopped him: "Deliberately sabotaging the competition, do you want Qu Ge to bear a stigma that he can't afford to lose?"

Why hasn't he conceded defeat yet.

Cui Yuan roared in his heart, his eyes were red.

In order to win this competition, all methods were used, even at the expense of being suppressed by music positions.

Cui Yuan also knew that if it was a competition for equal music positions, there was nothing wrong with disturbing the mind in this way.

But now there is a gap between Tongyou and Chuming, and there is a gap between them. If you still use this method, you will definitely be criticized.

It's just that Cui Yuan can't care so much.

In order to gain fame, he carefully planned all of this, but he was exposed face to face before it even started.

After losing such a big face, when he returned to Lizhou, he would be criticized by countless people, and no one would stand by his side.

He is not reconciled.

Want to save, even turn defeat into victory.

Then winning the competition against Qu Ge is the only hope for a comeback.

The two states have been fighting for a long time, and it is normal to suppress each other.

Qu Ge is the No. 1 of the Three Yuan, and he has composed two strange pieces of music, and he is currently in full swing.

If he wins, as a Lizhou native, he can also get some support.

Maybe in other places, or someone with a gentleman's style, he will not be ashamed of what he has done.

But at least it won't be difficult.

If he goes back in despair, it will be beyond redemption.

"If you lose, it will have little effect on your music reputation, but if I lose, it will be all over. I am a musician of Tongyou, and I will be able to kill countless monsters on the battlefield in the future. As the pride of heaven, you should consider the overall situation, Qu Ge , why don't you admit defeat, why don't you want to fulfill me, you are so cruel..."

The sound of weapons is played with hatred.

An invisible Sword Qi, born from the void.

Cracks appeared on the floor and spread to Qu Ge's feet.

Qu Ge didn't even change his eyes, holding the hand of the lyre, as steady as Mount Tai.

`〃That’s all, you still want to shake my mind. You think too much. Compared with breaking through the barriers in Dream Butterfly World, what you do will only make me feel ridiculous. Let me fulfill you? What qualifications do you have to let me fulfill you? "

The strings sang softly.

The sound of charge sounded.

"It's another strange sound." Crazy flashed in Cui Yuan's eyes: "No wonder you can create two strange music, Qu Ge, don't force me, I can't lose."

The sound of formation coming out of the sound hole of the jade flute can vibrate the air with the naked eye, and the ripples cover the surface of the fan.

"Crack——"

The banisters of the stairs crumbled to crumbs.

Numerous dishes were cracked.

"You can't live without committing crimes. I told you earlier that I told you to leave. There is still room for redemption. You didn't listen and wanted to live. I didn't force you, but you drove yourself to a dead end."

The sound of formation just now comes from the strange melody "Fish Offering" in Auto City. I remember that you played it before, and you have already used the same song. You are at the end of your skills. There are thirty-nine sounds of formation in this song, shameless Can be used all over again. "

With Qu Ge's fingers hooked, it was like a thousand arrows firing together.

The conversation between the two is not through words, but with finger instruments.

Others can't hear it, but they can feel the more intense undercurrent.

Another quarter of an hour passed.

Cui Yuan began to need to think.

And Qu Ge, as before, has countless pieces.

until a certain moment.

The sound of the piano ends.

Qu Ge took back his lyre, looked at the messy inn, and turned his eyes to Cui Yuan, who was ashen-faced (Li's).

"you lose."

"I didn't lose." Cui Yuan's eyes were red, as if crazy: "I am Tongyou, you are just Chuming, how could I lose to you, Qu Ge, let's compete again."

He roared, and took out a drum from his Yuefu, without even thinking about it, he slapped the drum heavily with his hands.

In an instant, regret appeared in Cui Yuan's eyes.

"How courageous..." The voice came from a distance, full of fury.

Someone wants to stop.

It's a pity that all this happened too fast, and the distance between the visitors was too far, so it was already too late.

"Boom!!!"

The drums sounded.

in a blink.

An iron hammer emerged out of nowhere. The surface of the hammer was covered with sharp thorns, and it had a ferocious shape. With the momentum of thunder, it rushed straight to Qu Ge's door.

The people at the station are all stupid.

Qu Ge is very calm.

Just when Cui Yuan took out the drum, he seemed to know what was going to happen next. Almost at the same time, he took out Tongyou Qubaoyuhu Bingqin·Shennong Style from Yuefu.

The piano sounds.

Numerous dense threads, like silk, are entangled with each other, tightly wrapping the ferocious hammer that is coming rapidly, and fixing it in the air, no matter how hard it is to penetrate.

After a few breaths, the silk thread dissipated and the hammer dissipated.

At the same time, the three load-bearing columns of the station broke and were crumbling.

As for Cui Yuan, Qikong bled and passed out.

An old man appeared at some unknown time, and stood beside Cui Yuan, looking at Qu Ge with a strange light in his eyes.

"Shaking the state war song "Broken Cocoon", you can really surprise people."