Dragon Ball System

"What kind of musical instrument does this sound make? Why is it so weird, yet so beautiful?" The passing disciple paused and listened quietly. After the song, a strong curiosity surged in his heart, and he subconsciously flew away. Cross the courtyard wall and fall into the courtyard.

"who is it"

Murong Shuixiu, who was immersed in the ambush from all directions, suddenly woke up and stared at the disciple who came in uninvited.

A look of embarrassment flashed in Yi Tao's eyes: "Junior brothers and sisters, I'm sorry. I just barged in out of curiosity. Please don't blame me."

"Everyone who comes is a guest. Please take a seat, senior brother." Song Yan pointed to the stone bench in front of him with a smile. He is a typical person who prefers softness to hardness. If others respect him a foot, he will respect the other person a foot.

Yi Tao was a free and easy person by nature. Seeing that Song Yan did not blame him and even invited him to sit down, his favorable impression increased greatly: "Then I'm not welcome."

He calmly walked to sit opposite Song Yan, but his eyes fell on the guqin, with curiosity flashing in his eyes: "What kind of instrument is this? How come I have never heard of it?"

"This is called Guqin, created by Junior Brother Huang," Murong Shuixiu explained, with a hint of pride in her tone.

Hearing this, Yi Tao couldn't help but glanced at Song Yan in surprise, and then praised: "Junior Brother Huang has such a good skill. I just listened outside the courtyard wall for a moment and was attracted by the sound of the piano. Can Junior Brother Huang play one more song?" "

"Of course"

Song Yan nodded and plucked the strings with his fingers again, and Guangling San, a famous guqin song belonging to the real world, came out in this world.

Guangling San is a famous song that has been passed down through the ages and has its own charm. Therefore, soon, the people in the courtyard were completely attracted by the music, and they were so intoxicated that they couldn't extricate themselves.

After finishing the song, Yi Tao couldn't help but clapped his hands and said: "Wonderful, this music is so wonderful. Junior Brother Huang not only created a wonderful instrument like the guqin, but also composed such a beautiful music. He is simply the reincarnation of a god."

Song Yan smiled modestly: "Senior Brother, thank you for your praise. A small trick is not worth mentioning. By the way, I have invented a gadget to pass the time. I wonder if Senior Sister Murong and this Senior Brother are interested?"

"What a gadget, take it out and have a look!" Murong Shuixiu couldn't help but urge.

Song Yan nodded and took out the good playing cards.

"what is this"

Both of them stared at the playing cards.

Song Yan explained: "This is called poker, and there are many ways to play it. It can be played by two people, three people, or four people. It happens that there are three of us, so I will teach you two how to play "Fight the Landlord" .”

Next, Song Yan first taught the two how to recognize cards. Xiao Wu and Xiao Hu also came over and listened with curiosity.

Soon, the four of them had a simple understanding of poker.

Later, Song Yan explained in detail how to play "Fight the Landlord".

"Do you understand everything?" Song Yan asked.

Both nodded.

"How about we give it a try"

"it is good."

"it is good"

Both of them nodded eagerly.

In the first few games, the two of them were still a little unfamiliar, but after all, they were martial arts practitioners with smart minds. They soon completely mastered the game of Landlords, and their card skills were no weaker than those of veterans who had been playing Landlords for many years.

Unknowingly, it was already early morning.

Song Yan suggested: "Senior Brother Yi, Senior Sister Murong, it's late, everyone should go back and rest."

"what"

The two of them who were having fun were still a little unfinished.

"How about, let's play two more games," Yi Tao suggested.

"Okay then" Song Yan nodded and agreed to play two more games.

After two hands, even if the two of them were reluctant to give up, they could only end the game.

"Junior Brother Huang, can you give me this poker?" Murong Shuixiu looked at Song Yan with watery eyes, a look of longing on her face.

"sure"

"Junior Brother Huang, you are so good. Senior sister loves you to death."

"click"

Before Song Yan could react, Murong Shuixiu kissed Song Yan on the cheek, grabbed the poker on the table and disappeared.

"Junior Brother Huang is so beautiful, and Junior Sister Murong is the beauty of our inner sect."

Yi Tao joked with a smile.

"Really?" Song Yan smiled incredulously, but didn't take it to heart.

Then, Yi Tao stood up, hugged Song Yan's fists, and said goodbye: "It's late at night, so I'll say goodbye and come back to visit Junior Brother Huang tomorrow."

Song Yan also stood up and took out a pair of cards: "Brother Yi, there is another pair of cards here, do you want it?"

"Yes, of course I have to, haha, thank you Junior Brother Huang," Yi Tao said with a happy face. The days of training are really boring. With this poker, he can meet up with a few senior brothers to pass the time after training.

After seeing Yi Tao off, Song Yan turned around and found Xiao Wu and Xiao Hu looking at him expectantly.

"take it"

Song Yan casually threw them a pair of cards.

In a certain courtyard in the residential area of ​​the inner sect's female disciples.

Murong Shuixiu was holding a deck of playing cards and was in a daze. She was entrusted by Feng Jun to frame Huang Liang, but after getting along with him several times, she fell in love with chatting with him. Especially today, she saw Huang Liang's true feelings. The other side of my junior brother.

For a moment, she couldn't help but hesitate in her heart whether to continue the frame-up plan.

If she doesn't implement it, it will definitely be difficult to explain to Feng Jun. Although she is quite skillful in the inner sect and walks among the top disciples, she is only doing it to protect herself.

She still knew a little about Feng Jun. He was a narrow-minded person who would seek retribution. Moreover, she heard that he was the grandson of a certain inner sect elder.

Once she offends Feng Jun, it will be difficult for her to gain a foothold in the inner sect.

But she couldn't bear it if the frame-up plan continued.

"That's all, let's wait for a while. If it doesn't work, just return the pill to Feng Jun," Murong Shuixiu thought distressedly.

Song Yan underestimated the people's desire for entertainment in this world. In just half a day, Landlord Fighting became popular in the inner sect. At the same time, many counterfeit poker products also appeared.

Some people even figured out the function of using Landlords.

As the "inventor" of poker, he once again became a celebrity among the inner circle.

Tomorrow is the inner gate competition.

Song Yan will participate, and he also plans to win the first place in the inner sect.

This is not because he wants to be in the limelight, but only in this way can he quickly attract the attention of the sect's senior leaders. After all, his second mission is to become the head of the Qingwei Sect.

The next morning, the weather that had been sunny for many days suddenly turned gloomy.

However, this will not affect the inner gate competition.

There are only more than 3,600 inner sect disciples, so only thirty-seven arenas have been built in the inner sect martial arts square.

The mode of inner door competition is similar to that of outer door competition.

The first is to draw lots into groups.

Song Yan was assigned to the thirty-seventh group, which was also the smallest group among the thirty-seven groups, with only forty-six people.

The referees are thirty-seven inner sect elders, all of whom have master-level cultivation.

The first round is a knockout round, and the two sides will be decided by drawing lots.

The first person from group thirty-seven was a young man who was at the sixth level and eighth level of Qi refining.

No accident occurred, and the sixth-level Qi Refiner did not counterattack, so the eighth-level Qi Refiner won.

The author's digression: I would like to thank Guan Zijie from my account for the generous reward.

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