Sword Master Ling Tian

"Ha ha ha, good, very good!"

Seeing this, the King of Zhongshan Jun was extremely satisfied, with a smug smile on his face, looked at Prince Li Yin from a distance, and then made a gesture of wiping his neck, which was extremely provocative.

"Humph!"

The prince was helpless, he could only snorted coldly and looked away.

He turned around and looked around, but found that Ling Tian was still there with his eyes closed and thoughtful. He didn't know, he thought Ling Tian was asleep!

Within the cave, the sound of the music turned out to be purer, because some fighters withdrew one after another, and finally, on the huge platform, only a few dozen people, including Lin Zhuoran, remained!

Among them, Lin Zhuoran is the only one who has a guqin, which has already attracted a lot of flowers!

This, together with the flowers blooming by others, is already 900.

The standard of a thousand flowers blooming is getting closer and closer!

Maybe Lin Zhuoran will be able to do it as long as he waits for a while!

"Ugh!"

With a sigh, another martial artist holding the piano Xianduan withdrew.

At this time, more than nine hundred and fifty flower buds had bloomed on the platform, almost occupying most of the platform.

Seeing that this round of school examinations was about to end, the prince bit his lip, the sweat on his forehead came out, he couldn't help but finally looked back at Ling Tian behind him.

Time is really not enough!

However, at this moment, Ling Tian, ​​who had been keeping his eyes closed, suddenly opened a pair of star eyes.

"I remember now!"

Ling Tian whispered, and a proud smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

At this time, the King of Zhongshan Jun was already excited, ready to get up and celebrate.

But at this moment, a figure suddenly flew out from behind the prince, and fell directly in the middle of the platform under the eyes of everyone, and fell down not far in front of Yue Qianfang.

"you..."

Yue Qianfang and Dai frowned, thinking about scolding, but found that this person had moved out of the ring as a behemoth!

"This is... the piano!?"

Yue Qianfang was the same as everyone on the platform. After seeing the big guy Ling Tian moved out, they all exclaimed.

Many people don’t know what Ling Tian moved out, but someone who is proficient in rhythm and well-informed has naturally seen the image of the piano that appeared at the birthday banquet of the old lady in Yunhou Mansion, Yunzhou. .

At that time, the image of the piano was sent to Chang'an. Even if it caused a sensation, Ling Tian, ​​as the player, was forgotten because of his background.

Therefore, Ling Tian's colorful cloud chasing the moon and piano is far more famous than Ling Tian.

"Hi, the piano, it's really a piano! This piano should be the first one made by Yang Shaoyou. It's called Qianchen!"

"Yes, looking at this piano, it seems that there are thousands of stars twinkling, definitely Qianchen is undoubtedly. Sure enough, it is much more beautiful than other pianos!"

Before Ling Tian moved, everyone exclaimed.

It has been a long time since the piano was born.

In such a long time, although Yang Shaoyou did not make a second piano, there are still piano masters who have imitated them based on the only images and sounds.

But although it has its shape and similar tone, it is imitated.

After Ling Tian took out this real Qianchen, everyone realized that this piano was far more beautiful than imagined.

It seems that this musical instrument only exists in the fairy world!

.......

In Qianhuadongtian, a place hidden on the bluestone in the cloud and mist on the distant mountain, there are several figures sitting cross-legged at the table, on the table there is only a bottle of crystal clear wine.

"Hehe, Master Chen, this one, you mentioned to me before, that junior from Yunzhou, Ling Tian?"

Among this group of people, a kind-eyed old man in dark gold uniform sitting in the main seat, he drank a glass of wine and asked with a smile.

"Return to Prince Gong, it is this son."

If Ling Tian saw it, he would be surprised, because the supervisory official Chen Xuanling was also among this group of people at this time, and it seemed that he was still accompanying the old man.

"Ling Tian? That's the one who wrote that he would wear gold armor for thousands of miles, but he would not be brutal and would not pay it back?"

On the other side of the old man, a middle-aged warrior with a straight face and narrow eyebrows raised his eyebrows.

"It's him." Chen Xuanling nodded, "Hehe, Master Wei, you were the only one in Chaosheng Pavilion who only wrote military poems. At the beginning, this poem was highly praised, and I had to let General Shentu take it to the front!"

"I naturally remember him..."

Master Wei's face seemed to be stiff, and he was always expressionless, but looking at Ling Tian who was far away, he also drank a sip of wine without saying much.

"Unexpectedly, I thought that the younger generation who could write such heroic poems must be a big five and three thick brawny. Unexpectedly, he was such a handsome doll. Moreover, I didn't expect him to be proficient in rhythm, really a wonderful person." The old man shook his head and smiled.

"Haha, you don't know your Royal Highness, this kid is a lot of crooks. Nothing can hold him up!" Chen Xuanling also laughed.

"Huh, no matter how many crooked talents are, it is useless! Only to excel in martial arts and to contribute to the country is my Nantang good man! If it is me, let him go to Mobei to experience and practice, see if he still has the mind to come here. Qinhuai River!"

But Master Wei snorted coldly.

"Master Wei, you don't have this right now, unless, you can sit on the throne of the Shangshu of the Ministry of War! I heard that Wu Lian has been walking around recently and is very active!"

Chen Xuanling smiled aside, her eyes were the old man who turned to the main seat.

But the old man kept his eyes fixed and smiled without saying a word. For a while, everyone on the table looked at each other, all thinking.

"Huh, Wu Lian? It's just a villain. If he really becomes the Shangshu of the Ministry of War, I, Wei Zheng, will be the first to refuse!"

The middle-aged warrior smashed the glass on the table, and said solemnly.

........

Time is too late, seeing the thousands of flowers blooming within the cave sky.

Although the King of Zhongshan Jun was surprised when Ling Tian suddenly appeared with the piano.

However, after a dozen breaths, this round of school examinations will end.

He didn't believe that it was impossible for Ling Tian to turn the tide in just a dozen breaths and surpass Lin Zhuoran, who had already spurred hundreds of flower buds to bloom!

Ding dong...

However, Ling Tian, ​​sitting in front of the piano, had just placed his slender and white fingers on the keys. In a short time, a sound like nine days, crisp and clear notes like a pond of water falling from below the piano. The sound of the sound directly changed the complexion of the king of Zhongshan County!

Not only the King of Zhongshan, but also Chen Xuanling and others on the mountain in the distance, as well as Prince and Yue Qianfang, all the martial artists and the musicians with profound musical knowledge were all stunned at the moment the piano sounded. !

But the impact of Ling Tian's piano sound was far more than that. After just a few breaths, Ling Tian's piano sound made dozens of musicians on the platform unable to sustain themselves, and they all retreated.

No way, Ling Tian's piano sound was so wonderful, so wonderful that they felt that their piano sound was a pollution to Ling Tian's piano sound. To make them ashamed, they can only withdraw.

Finally, on the platform, only Ling Tian, ​​who played the piano in the center, and Lin Zhuoran, who sat cross-legged and played the piano not far away, were left!