God level travel in history

Chapter 42
The Xuanhuang Continent is mainly about cultivation, which naturally lags behind in the development of rhythm.

Furthermore, most of the people here are sanctimonious, arty playboys who only know how to have fun.

How could they play a piece that satisfied An Miaoyi?
And Xiao Feng, although he is not proficient in temperament, he also has a little understanding of guqin.

Right now, he firmly believes that it is more than enough for An Miaoyi to play any random piece of music on stage.

At that moment, Xiao Feng entered the exchange system without hesitation, spent 20 exchange points, and exchanged a guqin.

"I want to try!" Xiao Feng hugged the guqin, throwing it loudly.

Whoa whoa whoa!
As soon as Xiao Feng finished speaking, most people in the hall turned their heads almost at the same time and looked over.

After a while, there was a burst of sighs, ridiculed and persuasive.

"Young master, you should give up!"

"That's right, Ms. Miaoyi's vision is high!"

"Even the four great talents in Yongzhou have failed, so you should stop making more jokes."

Among the people present, no one is optimistic about Xiao Feng, because An Miaoyi's requirements are too high.

Xiao Feng smiled slightly, ignored everyone's gossip and fixed his eyes on An Miaoyi on the high platform.

"My lord, please play." An Miaoyi got up and made a gesture of invitation to Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng nodded, then played the piano with his left hand, and skillfully put his right hand on the strings.

After closing his eyes for a while, Xiao Feng opened his posture, and played the piano with the five fingers of his right hand quickly on the strings. The sound of the piano was sharp, high-pitched, but not abrupt.

It is like countless galloping horses galloping forward, full of enthusiasm.

The shadow of fleeting years, the singing of the wind, the elegance of the moon, the endless words, the broken strings, the blood of the fingers, the frozen annual rings, the sound of the piano echoes in the bleak place.

When the sound of the piano sounded, everyone closed their mouths. Everyone's expressions changed very similarly. First they were stunned, then they closed their eyes with a peaceful expression.

Driven by Xiao Feng's piano sound, they were already immersed in their own world.

The cheerful and galloping tune stopped, Xiao Feng pulled the strings again, and changed the tune again.

The first syllable was plucked out, and then, the melody like the collision of swords came out excitedly.

The next moment, there was a tense and tense atmosphere in Zuixiang Tower.

Under the influence of this song, all the people present are calm and tense. It feels like a person is alone in the rivers and lakes, facing the crisis in all directions.

This song is performed in a scene of a soul-stirring, one-man holding a sword proud of the world.

Xiao Feng's tone is well grasped, whether it is fast or slow, it just corresponds to the ups and downs of the artistic conception in the song.

After the song, Xiao Feng plucked the last syllable to wake up everyone.

When the sound of the piano disappeared, everyone opened their eyes with satisfaction.

Just now, they entered their own world, they walked the world with their swords, expressing their thoughts freely.

"Everyone, I just laughed!"

Putting away the guqin, Xiao Feng exhaled slowly to calm down.

Xiao Feng's voice fell, and no one answered for a while.

It took a long time before someone stood up one after another and cupped their hands towards Xiao Feng.

"Brother, I offended you with what I said earlier."

"It is true that we were abrupt."

The first to speak were the few people who had mocked Xiao Feng earlier.

Xiao Feng smiled back, then turned his head to look at An Miaoyi on the high platform.

Seemingly noticing Xiao Feng's gaze, An Miaoyi slowly raised her head, her beautiful eyes shone brightly, and at the same time her vermilion lips parted slightly, and she said softly, "Master, may I ask what the name of this song is?"

Xiao Feng paused for a moment, and said clearly, "Swordsman!"

"What a Smiling Proud Jianghu!"

After an exclamation, An Miaoyi gave the middle-aged woman beside her a look, then got up and left.

After receiving An Miaoyi's signal, the middle-aged woman cleared her throat and said, "Everyone, this young master has been approved by Miss Miaoyi, and is honored to be her guest of honor."

The woman's voice fell, and everyone focused their eyes on Xiao Feng again, their eyes full of envy and jealousy.

Soon, a maid appeared in front of Xiao Feng and led her to the third floor.

Led by the maid, Xiao Feng came to the end of the corridor on the third floor again, but this time the four big men with knives were not seen at the door.

"My lord, Ms. Miaoyi is waiting for you inside." The maid bowed slightly, said respectfully, and left first.

Xiao Feng didn't push the door to enter, he sacrificed the void blanket, he was here to accept disciples, so he had to act like a master.

Just when Xiao Feng broke in through the air and suddenly appeared in front of An Miaoyi, he really shocked the other party.

"My lord, you are." An Miaoyi stabilized her mind, and said softly.

Xiao Feng controlled the Void Blanket to land slowly, then took a step forward, and said, "My lord? I haven't heard this title for many years, do you want me to change my appearance?"

As the voice fell, Xiao Feng's whole body shone with a dazzling golden light. When the golden light dissipated, Hao Ran appeared as an old man with white hair and a stooped figure.

Transformer, this is the first time Xiao Feng used it.

"Senior, what are you?" An Miaoyi's eyes flashed with fear, her body kept backing away, and her words faltered even more.

Xiao Feng returned to his original appearance, with a smile on his face: "Girl, don't be afraid! From your piano sound, I heard desolation, why is that?"

Hearing Xiao Feng's words, An Miaoyi's body shook suddenly, and she said in surprise: "Senior, you really heard it!"

As soon as she finished speaking, An Miaoyi laughed at herself again, and said: "Senior, if you can play a heavenly song like Xiaoao Jianghu, how can you not hear the true artistic conception in my voice?"

Xiao Feng laughed dumbly, and said: "Girl, I am not the ordinary people outside, can you tell me your story?"

An Miaoyi shook her head and said: "Senior, you are worrying too much, Miaoyi has nothing on her mind."

"Ah?" Xiao Feng was stunned and stood there in a daze.

This girl didn't follow his way of thinking, and the other party refused to tell her inner story, so how could he implement his next plan?

While Xiao Feng was still thinking about countermeasures, An Miaoyi slowly took off the black veil on her face, and said: "Senior, your smiling and proud Jianghu successfully impressed Miaoyi. According to the agreement, Miaoyi untied the black veil .”

Xiao Feng returned to his thoughts, looking at An Miaoyi who had taken off her black veil, with a dull expression on her face.

Disaster for the country and the people, disaster for beauty!
These eight words are his best description of An Miaoyi's appearance.

Earlier, An Miaoyi didn't take off the black veil, but through her beautiful eyes and a rough outline, Xiao Feng concluded that she was definitely a beauty.

However, he didn't expect to be so beautiful that he could vaguely compare with the mysterious woman on the jade bed in the reincarnation stone.

"Senior, Miaoyi is tired today and wants to go out for a walk, so I left first." An Miaoyi put on the black gauze again and walked out the door.

Xiao Feng looked at the leaving figure in front of him, and the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "Little God, if you want to be a teacher and take Miao Yi under the door, don't be empathetic!"

PS:
Although the third update is a bit late, it still caught up!Continue to ask for recommendation tickets with a thick face, Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!

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