Da Cang night watchman

Chapter 1144: Ambush from All Sides

Above the golden lotus, the person in charge of Baiyujing held the command flag high in his hand.

Everyone in the audience fixed their eyes on this small flag.

This is the fourth game.

For Ziqi Wenchao, every game after the second game was a match point game.

For the Eastern Region Immortal Dynasty, every round after the second round is a game of survival in desperate situations.

In the third game, Ji Qianling used incredible calculations to turn the game around, giving a shot in the arm to the East Region Immortal Dynasty, which was in a desperate situation. But what about the fourth game?

The fourth game is Le Dao.

The person in charge of Bai Yujing said: "The fourth round, Le Dao! The Qintai is open!"

As the command flag fell, the platform in the center suddenly changed and took on the shape of a guqin.

Above the golden lotus petal, the sound of a zither began to flow. The music was melodious, and in the midst of it, a middle-aged scholar stepped onto the zither and stood up. His posture was extremely elegant and unique. He appeared in the air, and his feet were like the autumn wind.

On the side of the Eastern Region Immortal Dynasty, a flute sounded, and a thousand-mile spring river served as a bridge, connecting the Eastern Region Immortal Dynasty and the Central Daotai.

Lin Su walked on the river with a flute in hand.

Two musics, two scenes.

On the left, there is a vast expanse of autumn scenery, and on the right, there is a river of spring water that conveys endless movement.

Just an opening scene perfectly interprets the romantic and elegant style.

The way of enjoying the Tao is the literary Tao that everyone truly enjoys.

Silently, as if the seasons changed, two leaves fell at the two ends of the guqin platform.

The person on the left is Guo Liang, the principal of Ziqi Wenchao Academy.

The person on the right is Lin Su, a Taoist who became famous all over the world as soon as the Eastern Domain Immortal Dynasty showed its presence in the Western Mountains.

Guo Liang waved his hand gently, and a guqin appeared in his hand. He held the guqin and bowed: "Master Lin, please play the guqin!"

"Liang Qin?" Lin Su was slightly stunned.

"Yes, it is natural to play the piano on the piano stand!"

Lin Su slowly raised his eyes and looked at Guo Liang quietly...

In Guo Liang's eyes, this moment has a special meaning...

Ji Qianling's heart skipped a beat and he stood up!

But before she could speak, the Third Prince Ji Cha spoke first from the main petal of the golden lotus above her: "Music competitions should not be limited to a certain instrument, right?"

He asked this question to the host Bai Yujing.

Bai Yuwenzhan, as the leader, was actually only the person in charge of preparations. When it came to the real competition, it was still Bai Yujing, the top elder, who took the lead.

The elder smiled and said, "The so-called music is not limited to any instrument, but the instruments played by the contestants should be regular instruments that have been recorded in the music instrument chart. Otherwise, the meaning of the music competition will be lost."

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was in uproar...

Then they looked at each other in bewilderment...

Lin Su became a genius in music and stood out among millions of talented people in Xiandu because he performed nine wonderful pieces of music with a flute on the West Mountain.

But today, when he took the stage, the flute was directly excluded.

Because the flute is not a formal musical instrument listed in the "Music Instruments Chart"!

I C!

Can't afford to play?

Knowing that you can't defeat his flute, why do you use such a shady trick?
Ji Cha's face darkened slightly. "Elder Bai! Grandmaster Lin is famous for his music, and it is based on the flute in his hand. Although the flute has not been recorded in the Music Instrument Chart, it has obtained the Heavenly Dao Wenbo, which means that the Heavenly Dao has also recognized it as a music. Excluding it from the music because it is not included in the Music Instrument Chart, is it against the Heavenly Dao? Does it go against the true meaning of the music to explore the infinite great way?"

His words were well-reasoned and the audience immediately applauded.

No matter which path you take, exploration is the right path.

Opening a new door on any road is a great event that will go down in history.

Can you say that this thing is not recorded in the "Music Instruments Chart" and therefore should be rejected?
As long as you dare to say yes, you are the representative of being complacent!
You are hindering the progress of the great road.

Elder Bai smiled faintly, "Your Highness's accusation is a bit harsh! I have never rejected new instruments from Le Dao, but any new instrument that enters the catalog must be strictly inspected. Before the inspection is completed, it cannot be considered a Le Dao authentic instrument! Your Highness is also a well-informed person. Don't forget that a thousand years ago, there was a Le Dao scandal in which 'Spirit Whistle' won the championship."

As soon as these words came out...

The whole city is quiet...

The scandal of Lingshao winning the championship is a well-known past event in Ledao.

Thousands of years ago, the Ling Dynasty in the Western Regions also held a music festival.

A woman from an alien race won the first prize with a whistle and was revered as the number one music master in the spiritual realm.

Later, everyone came to know that the woman's attainments in music were nothing special. The reason she was able to win the championship was not because of her own music, but only because of this whistle. This whistle was made from the skull of an ancient spiritual beast "Tianwai Fairy Oriole". As long as the wind blows, it can play ancient wonderful music. What's more magical is that it can also affect the Heavenly Dao Wenbo (Heavenly Dao Wenbo is driven by the music itself, and the Heavenly Dao does not care whether the performer is really proficient in music).

This magical whistle can win the prize just by creating the airflow from its fart, and it has nothing to do with the whistleblower's money.

In the end, this foreign woman with mediocre attainments in the Dao became the first grandmaster of the Dao.

Just tell me whether it is ironic or not?
This is the scandal of Lingshao winning the championship.

As soon as this scandal broke out, the entire city of Xian fell silent.

When everyone looked at Lin Su again, their impressions were no longer the same as they had at the beginning.

This person didn't originally have a foothold in Le Dao. He was a disciple of Luo Tian Zong, so it was natural that he should be famous in Taoism, but he chose to become famous in Le Dao. Could it be that he is really another representative figure of "Spiritual Whistle Winning the Championship"?

With this suspicion, everyone instantly tended to favor Elder Bai.

Yes, how important is the Baiyuwen War?
It would be fairer to use an instrument that everyone understands to compete.

The elder leading the Purple Qi Dynasty stood up slowly. "I think what Elder Bai said is true. How solemn is the White Jade Dynasty? How could the music scandal of a thousand years ago happen again? Fortunately, the Eastern Region Immortal Dynasty is large enough, and there are many music geniuses. There is definitely no situation where there is no successor after the departure of Master Lin. If Master Lin believes that he cannot communicate with Master Guo through the music, it is okay to replace him now."

All the pressure in the stadium was concentrated on Lin Su.

Ji Qianling didn't dare to look at him.

pressure!

This is pressure!
He just said that when facing anyone, the pressure is on the opponent.

She believed it because she knew how magical his flute was.

But at this moment, she was confused.

Because of Elder Bai's rhythm, the atmosphere of the whole place changed. His flute could not win the support of the crowd, and the biggest reliance for his fame was gone. How could he face the burning eyes of these millions of people?

Lin Su turned his fingers lightly, and the Xiaoyao Flute in his hand disappeared with his fingers.

He smiled softly: "I don't have a zither with me, can you wait for a moment and I will make one on the spot?"

"On-site production?" Zi Qiwen frowned at the elder.

"Yes!"

The whole city was shocked.

Suddenly, purple air rose from the northeast corner, and a zither soared into the sky, accompanied by an elegant female voice: "Master Lin, this zither is an heirloom from my ancestors, named Qingying. How about borrowing it from you?"

As if in response to the woman's words, the harp suddenly let out an eagle's cry, and the clouds in the sky shook at the same time.

A beam of green light shot up into the sky from the northwest corner, and another Yaoqin rose into the sky, accompanied by an elegant female voice: "Mr. Lin, there are nine wonderful pieces of music on the West Mountain, each of which is very touching, and the changes in the way of music are unparalleled. This 'Tianyao', my little girl, may be the best choice for Mr. Lin. Not to mention that I can borrow this qin for your use, I will give it to you now!"

Almost in an instant, the whole city was filled with the sound of piano.

In the restaurant, in the brothel, in the high pavilion, and even in the distant mountains...

However, as the stirring music of the two zithers soared into the sky, everything fell silent...

Because these two pianos are too high-end!
Qingying is in charge of the battle.

Tianyao is the master of change.

These two pianos have a great origin.

Represents two mysterious and extraordinary women from Xiandu.

In the Xiandu Palace, His Majesty waved his hand gently...

Nine Yaoqins rose from the palace at the same time, some were magnificent, some were like a vast galaxy, and some were like flying dragons in the sky...

No sound, no instructions, just demonstration!

The meaning is very clear, whatever kind of piano Lin Su wants, he can get it!
This is the attitude of the Immortal Emperor!

The temporary change of musical instruments and blocking Lin Su's path to the flute still aroused the anger of the crowd. This anger could not be expressed, but it was clearly displayed.

The faces of Bai Yujing's two special envoys darkened at the same time, and their eyes turned to the presiding elder, and their expressions changed slightly.

Bai Yujing has always had good relations with various immortal dynasties, but what Elder Bai said just now has aroused the anger of the Eastern Region Immortal Dynasty...

Facing the sky full of incomparably high-end Yaoqins, Lin Su bowed deeply: "Thank you, Your Majesty! Thank you all! However, Elder Bai mentioned the scandal of 'Spirit Whistle's victory', and no high-end musical instrument can stop the world from talking about it. Only by making an instrument on the spot in front of everyone can I prove my innocence to the greatest extent."

When they heard this, everyone was shocked.

That's right, since everyone is questioning his flute, then any piano of unknown origin can actually be questioned. In this case, there is only one way, to use an indisputable on-site production to silence the world's doubts.

This boy's mind is so meticulous.

This boy's determination is unparalleled.

But is it possible to produce it on the spot? Musical instruments need to be adjusted and adjusted...

Lin Su raised his hand slightly, and a piece of silvery-white wood appeared in his palm: "Everyone, please look, this is Ganmu, it should not be a demon!"

His fingers were like swords, cutting through the air. In a moment, an ancient zither appeared in his palm.

He raised his hand again and placed it on his head: "I will use seven strands of hair to make a string, which should be in line with the truth of music!"

Seven hairs flew out and turned into strings.

"This is the zither I made myself. May I ask if it complies with the Musical Instruments Chart?"

Elder Bai nodded and smiled: "Of course it matches perfectly!"

"That's good!" Lin Su turned to Guo Liang: "Master Guo, please!"

Guo Liang raised his hands, Ding Dong!

It's like a clear spring falling from a height of ten thousand feet.

Just a sound of the opening move seemed to bring the entire city's season into the spring when the ice and snow had just begun to melt.

On the central stage, with him as the center, flowers were in full bloom, the mist was hazy, and the whole audience was intoxicated.

In a loft in the northwest corner, a woman in purple clothes had her eyes brightened: "The famous song of Purple Capital, "Wait for the Flowers to Bloom"!"

"Although the music is elegant, murderous intent is everywhere!" Another woman in white was lying on the couch, as if she had no bones. Her sigh was audible, as if it could turn anyone's iron bones into soft ones.

"Yes, when the flowers bloom and hate comes, they all fall, and the flourishing tree is empty! It has begun..."

As soon as the purple-clothed woman finished speaking, mist and rain accompanied by falling red petals suddenly covered Lin Su on all sides.

Lin Su's fingers lightly stroked across the brand new zither in front of him.

Audio test!

Audio test?

Are you still auditioning at this time?
Guo Liang felt relieved!

The music flowed out like water, as beautiful as spring wine, and the entire central platform became his back garden.

When Le Dao reached this point, even Lin Su couldn't reverse it even with his extraordinary abilities.

Because this mist and rain are not ordinary mist and rain.

This is the wave of heavenly law that he aroused with his music!
His Heavenly Dao Cultural Waves have completely enveloped the entire world. No matter how exquisite Lin Su's music is, he can't break through his blockade, and can't even trigger the Heavenly Dao Cultural Waves.

However, as soon as Lin Su's fingers fell, music started!

The music changes three times at once!
The first change was that the mist and rain were turbulent all around.

The second change is to tear the mist and rain apart directly.

The third change, with a clang, the whole area was silent!

Just a sound of music was enough to break through Guo Liang's blockade.

Then, a piece of music that had never been heard before came to life...

Majestic, heroic and magnificent!
Passionate, majestic, and unparalleled!
With a loud bang, the clouds in the sky suddenly changed, as if there were thousands of troops hidden in the depths of the starry sky!

In the northwest pavilion, a woman in purple clothes half opened her mouth, looking at the changing clouds outside the window in surprise.

The woman in white who was lying on the couch also sat up suddenly. Her delicate hands seemed unable to support her weight of several dozen kilograms at most...

On the golden lotus of Baiyujing, the two envoys looked at each other...

In the palace, the Immortal Emperor suddenly stood up, walked to the window, looked at the endless interstellar space, and seemed to see the bloody battlefield he had experienced!

Yes, this song is a war song!

It is a song that can inspire the passion in everyone!

It is a powerful and fearless swan song!
It is the pinnacle of heroic and domineering music!

"Heavenly Dao Qingbo!" The teacup in Ji Qianling's hand cracked and her voice trembled.

Yes, at this moment, the heavenly waves in the sky were divided into two different colors.

The sky behind Guo Liang is colorful!

His "Wait for the Flowers to Bloom" is extraordinary and has aroused the colorful literary waves of the heavenly way.

Lin Su's music stirred up the blue waves of heaven!

There was also a woman on the top of another pavilion in Xiandu, and it was none other than Su Yuexin.

There was a canary on Su Yuexin's shoulder. The little bird's tender yellow feet were firmly grasping Su Yuexin's clothes, and its feathers were trembling: "Miss, it's Tiandao Qingbo..."

Su Yuexin's breathing completely stopped and she stared at the sky.

Good boy, you practiced the piano yesterday, made a piano today, and now you can directly perform the Heavenly Dao Qingbo.

Where do you put me as a teacher?
People all over the city were either surprised, intoxicated, incredulous, or had their minds blank when faced with this wonderful and domineering war song.

Only Guo Liang deeply doubted his life at this moment.

He originally had no confidence in discussing music with Lin Su, because Lin Su's nine wonderful pieces of music made him sweat profusely.

However, after learning that Lin Su's flute would be banned, his confidence swelled greatly.

At this moment, he was once again in a state of sweating profusely...

His Le Dao was fully utilized, and pulling the seven-colored waves was already the limit, while Lin Su went straight to the green wave!
The piano was clearly just made.

Judging from the audition, there was no trick involved, but it was this new piano, combined with a piece of music, that directly crushed him.

Who can I talk to to explain this?

What's worse is that, in front of this song, for the first time in his life, he felt that the song "Wait for the Flowers to Bloom" that he was so proud of seemed like a prostitute, pale and powerless...

Lin Su's music rose again, and its power seemed to reach the ninth heaven!

The blue waves in the sky suddenly opened and closed, a battle flag was raised, and thousands of troops swept out!

boom!
The misty rain behind Guo Liang was completely torn apart, and the Heavenly Dao Wen Bo was completely crushed!

boom!
The big flag was unfurled, pointing directly at Guo Liang's eyebrows!
Guo Liang's scholar's scarf turned into butterflies and flew away, leaving his hair disheveled.

The ancient zither in his hand broke into pieces with a snap.

The scene was completely frozen, with only Lin Su's music, like a battlefield horn, resounding throughout Xiandu.

Along with the sweat on Guo Liang's back, it kept flowing...

The music was silent, and the whole place was silent...

Guo Liang's eyelids trembled slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes. In his eyes, there was real despair at this moment: "What is this song?"

"House of Flying Daggers!"

Lin Su moved his feet, and the last wisp of the Heavenly Green Wave that had not dissipated turned into a war horse. He rode the horse's back in a leisurely manner.

Ji Qianling stood up to greet him, her eyes full of surprise.

Two maids came side by side, holding up a cup of tea: "Master Lin, you have worked hard!"

This was his celebratory tea.

The whole city cheered.

This thrilling game seemed to shatter the haze hanging over the Eastern Region Immortal Dynasty in an instant.

Two consecutive losses at the start.

Everyone had a deep fear that the Eastern Region Immortal Dynasty would be crushed by the Purple Qi Cultural Dynasty.

But now, everyone's energy and spirit seem to have returned.

Ji Qianling and Lin Su saved two match points in succession, turning this originally unfair battle into a evenly matched one.

"You have cleared your name!" Ji Qianling's voice entered Lin Su's mind, with a bit of excitement, as if he had not yet come out of the joy just now.

"What's the name?" Lin Su said.

Ji Qianling said: "In fact, after you sang the nine wonderful pieces of music in Xishan, some people have been questioning you, saying that your music is just a country folk song that is not worthy of being performed in a high-class hall. But today, you have used an authentic piano piece, a heroic war song that is hard to find in history, to tell them that your music is truly worthy of being performed in a high-class hall or a music hall."

Lin Su smiled and looked into the distance.

On the white jade platform, the presiding elder stepped forward and said, "The White Jade Literary Contest has truly demonstrated the charm of literature. The two great immortal dynasties have competed in four rounds, each winning two games. In the last round, the way of poetry and prose will rise in the literary world!"

The central platform evolved layer by layer and became the shape of a book.

In the Purple Air Court, a young scholar holding a precious pen slowly stood up and chanted in a gentle voice: "Purple air rises from the fragrant mountain in the sun, and only then do I know that the mountains and rivers have the fragrance of books!"

Step on the purple air and enter the book.

On the side of the Eastern Region Immortal Dynasty, a middle-aged man also stepped forward: "Please do not talk to the moon, your beauty will be gone in the blink of an eye!"

A bright moon appeared under his feet, and he stepped on the moon and entered the book, like a banished immortal from the sky.

On the side of Ziqiwenchao was Huang Xiu, a hermit from Nanhe.

On the side of the Eastern Domain Immortal Dynasty, it is Deng You, the master of poetry at the Immortal Dynasty Academy.

Before the two of them even started the game, they had already started competing with each other in poetry.

Huang Xiu said that the mountains and rivers of Zi Qi Wen Chao all have the scent of books.

It's arrogant, but it's also encouraging.

Deng You, hearing the implication, replied to him, "A young boy like you is not capable of deciding the fate of the world. Your name is Xiu, and your glory will fade away in the blink of an eye."

The two of them landed on the scroll and faced the presiding elder on the white jade golden lotus leaf together.

The presiding elder waved his hand gently, and a scroll appeared in front of them...

This painting is the title.

Write a poem based on this scroll.

The one with the higher level is the winner.

This painting depicts the current scene.

As the sun sets, yellow leaves rustle, the windows of the small pavilion are closed, and the scene inside the pavilion is desolate. Someone is looking up at the sky, as if reminiscing about the old days.

As soon as this scene appeared, countless people in the audience were thinking of poems.

It must be said that in the context of the fact that literature can inspire the way of heaven, there are unprecedentedly many literati. Even those who practice Taoism can mostly recite a few lines.

In Xiandu, there are countless people who can compose poetry and write essays.

Ji Qianling's voice could be heard from Lin Su's sea of ​​consciousness: "This question doesn't seem difficult, but there is one thing I don't dare to think about... Is it possible that this Nanhe layman knew the question in advance?"

"Why do you think so?" Lin Su said.

Ji Qianling said: "Your game was obviously targeted, and Elder Bai from Baiyujing agreed with this targeting, which gave me a bad feeling."

Look, this is how any suspicious point is magnified in public.

In that game, Lin Su initiated the action of "rejecting the horizontal flute" and was his opponent, which was normal.

But the host also has to acknowledge it.

The host admitted it.

Although he had his own reasons and threw out a "Spiritual Whistle won the championship" scandal to convince everyone, but the reason has always been round. You can say this, or you can change the rhetoric and say it from another angle, that is to say, as long as he was a little bit careless, the plan of the Ziqiwen Dynasty would not be realized, but he was not careless.

It is difficult to say whether he actually has any intention of leaning towards the Ziqi Wen Dynasty.

If there was, he would have a loophole to exploit in the final literary battle. He was the one who set the topic, and he could have leaked the topic in advance. As long as the Nanhe layman on the high platform knew the topic in advance, he would have a huge advantage.

Therefore, Ji Qianling, with her extraordinary divination skills, sensitively noticed this possibility.

It’s because the last round of Bai Yuwen’s battle is really of great importance.

Some people may say that since Bai Yujing proposed such a fair battle, it is impossible for her to break this fairness herself, but she also knows that nothing in the world is absolute.

Bai Yujing is not a person, it is a force.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

Where there is power, there are naturally personal factors...

Lin Su smiled slightly: "No problem!"

"It's okay? Do you understand the situation? This is the last round, all success or failure depends on this round..." Ji Qianling was anxious.

On the high platform, smoke and ashes were falling.

Half an incense stick of time has passed...

Nanhe layman stood up, pointed his pen straight into the air, and wrote...

"Linjiangxian. Seeing the yellow leaves under the west window again"

I see yellow leaves under the west window again,
After the nine winding corridors,

The fragrant osmanthus leaves lingering fragrance in front of the curtain,
The withered lotus leaves sleep in the wind at night,
Autumn rain half pond..."

Lin Su's eyes suddenly widened in complete disbelief...

(End of this chapter)