Su Bian Cultivation World

For the course "Sound Killing", Luo Jiujiang had expected a lot before.

Luo Cang's "Sound Killing" can be regarded as his unique skill. It has always been famous for its neat and sophisticated moves, difficult to learn and difficult to master.In the few times he taught the technique of sound killing in the school before, only three out of ten people could understand it, and at most one out of ten people could learn it, but none of the disciples were in line with his wishes.

Before this class, Luo Jiujiang was eager to try and challenge this record.

But what records are we talking about now?What are you talking about?This old bastard's words are a bit too dark.

The two responded instantly to Luo Cang's words.Luo Jiujiang was about to jump up immediately, but Han Qianling reacted, pressed Luo Jiujiang's shoulder and forced him back to his seat.

Luo Cang had a panoramic view of the actions of these two people, his face was still calm, his expression seemed to be dead silent, and he only said indifferently: "Go out."

These two words can be said to be extremely important. As soon as the words fell, Han Qianling's body staggered obviously, as if being pulled sideways by an invisible force.Luo Jiujiang quickly reached out to grab Han Qianling, but was pressed against the seat by an extremely powerful force that could not be resisted, and he couldn't move at once.

For a while, the school was terribly quiet, and only heard a few clicks that made teeth ache, but it turned out that the tabletop under Luo Jiujiang's palm had already been crushed into fine wooden cracks.

Luo Jiujiang's muscles tensed up, his eyes were about to burst, but he still couldn't move a little finger.Han Qianling gritted his teeth and resisted the driving force with all his strength, so that he could press Luo Jiujiang's wrist and make the last instruction: "Calm down, and listen carefully to the class."

After saying this, Han Qianling turned his head to look directly at Luo Cang, and said calmly, "Don't bother me, sir, I can go out by myself."

Luo Cang glanced at Han Qianling indifferently: "It's a pity that I'm a cripple, and I don't like others standing taller than me."

As soon as the words fell, the strength that was put on Han Qianling's body suddenly doubled.The door snapped open and shut, and everyone in the school almost watched him being thrown out the door.A dull landing sound came faintly from outside the house.

Luo Cang picked up the slate pen, turned the wheelchair and inscribed the word Yinsha on the ink-painted wooden board: "Today we will talk about Yinsha." He didn't care about the eye contact of the people below, "I'm not very patient. Those who are stupid and weak, don’t need to come to the next class.”

The confinement on Luo Jiujiang's body was finally loosened, and the desk board under his palm was cut into two pieces.The dull sound of the plank breaking was particularly eye-catching in the classroom.

"Listen to the class." Luo Cang repeated these two words again.With a hint of impatience in his expression, he bent his pale and skinny knuckles and knocked on the front lacquer panel.

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After class, a student named Luo Qi trotted all the way to the school grounds where Luo Jiujiang and Han Qianling often practiced.

Luo Jiujiang has a good personality and popularity.As it is now, as soon as the class is over, Luo Qi rushes over, braving the possibility that Han Qianling will take his anger out on him as an ear-repaying act.

"Brother Han." Luo Qi called out, and secretly took a look at Han Qianling: there were some stains on his cuffs and knees, there were some faint traces of blood on his palms, there was a layer of dust floating on his clothes, and there was a layer of dust on his forehead. Sweating slightly, it seems that he has trained hard just now.

It wouldn't matter if this dress appeared on Luo Jiujiang's body, anyway, he couldn't be idle every day, and his temper was very wild.But it's a bit strange to put Han Qianling here: anyone who has been in contact with him knows that Han Qianling not only has a bland personality and is almost tasteless, even his clothes are never special.No matter when and where, he always wears a simple and clean robe, which is neat and beyond reproach.

She was really angry.Luo Qi sighed inwardly, and his words were more cautious.

"Brother Han, just now Luo Ge's attitude towards the teacher was a bit aggressive, and now he is standing in the school as punishment. He asked me to speak for him, please bring him some food at noon."

After saying this, Luo Qi was actually mentally prepared for Han Qianling to be even more unhappy with him.Unexpectedly, the other party only nodded with an "expected" attitude, and calmly said: "Please bring a message."

It doesn't sound like you're angry.Luo Qi boldly glanced at Han Qianling's expression, but after all, he didn't see anything.

In fact, Han Qianling is always polite and courteous to the outside world. Although he is not as natural and easy to get close to as Luo Jiujiang, he is also completely different from the domineering attitude of those dudes.But Luo Qi couldn't say why, they were more afraid of Han Qianling than those dudes.

Han Qianling seemed to have a natural sense of alienation. This alienation separated him from everyone else, and it always showed the difference between him and others.

Only Luo Jiujiang is not that "other".

Facing Luo Qi's gaze, Han Qianling put his hand into his chest, and touched a small medicine box hidden there.

In fact, Han Qianling was not angry about what happened just now.Compared with Luo Jiujiang's pure anger, he was more thinking about the deeper meaning of the other party's words.

Since he was a child, because of his background, he has heard a lot of insults, some of which are a hundred times worse than this.It's not like hearing a bad word and getting carried away.

But Han Qianling really knows Luo Jiujiang very well. He understands the nature of this friend who has slept with him, eaten together, and gone out together for many years.Don't look at Luo Jiujiang's playful and easy-going temper, but when he encounters this kind of insult thrown on his friend's face, he really wants to lose his temper.

Before Han Qianling was thrown out of the school, he told Luo Jiujiang to "calm down", but he really couldn't predict the next situation.Considering that Luo Jiujiang faced Luo Cang directly inside and was very likely to be taught a lesson, Han Qianling climbed up from the ground outside the school without a flick of a finger, turned around and went to a cave.

In the cave, a rare spirit grass that can be used for healing is about to ripen, and the two of them had set their sights on this place half a year ago.This place is remote and gloomy, and there are many insects and snakes inside. There is also a monster that is almost at the second level around the plant, guarding it every step of the way.

Han Qianling fought hard to bring back the medicine, which is why his clothes are not neat now.

Logically speaking, a clan's worship wouldn't do anything to the son of the patriarch's family just because of a little confrontation.But judging from the other party's defiant posture, if Bao Buqi will do something deadly.After thinking about it, Han Qianling went to pull out the spirit grass alone: ​​he had to give Luo Jiujiang a first-class finish.

But now the result is just standing still, Luo Qi's expression doesn't seem to be seriously injured, and he still has the leisure to let him bring food.Han Qianling felt certain in his heart: "What happened in class just now? Tell me carefully."

"Ah, that's right. The gentleman just now... Uh, the one who gave the lecture, he taught us on it. First, he talked about the operation method of aura. Brother Luo listened well..."

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Luo Cang's lecture style is quite satisfactory, not surprising.Before letting the students try to kill the sound, he first taught some how the aura in the meridians works and a few points to pay attention to.Except for speaking too fast and too deeply, he is really a good teacher.

From time to time, someone stealthily glanced at Luo Jiujiang, but Luo Jiujiang just didn't know about it.He fixed his eyes on Luo Cang who was teaching, and seeing his expression, he was listening very seriously.

Just when everyone thought that the turmoil before the class had passed and Luo Jiujiang was going to swallow his anger and not seek justice for Han Qianling, Luo Cang asked everyone to take out their instruments and have a try.

According to the previous explanation, the students took out the silk and bamboo orchestras one after another, and recalled what they had heard just now, and they were quite eager to try.

Only Luo Jiujiang is unique and unique.

He took out a gong.

The golden gong fell on the table that had been cut into two parts with a bang, buzzing and trembling for a while, showing a sense of presence.

All eyes were on Luo Jiujiang.Luo Jiujiang didn't look nervous at all, he picked up the gong in a calm manner, and the heavy wooden stick in his right hand circled around his five fingers flexibly and freely like a butterfly piercing through flowers.Luo Jiujiang said with a bright smile: "Everyone see what I do? Attend lectures, all attend lectures."

After he has done all this, how can anyone still care about listening to the class?

Before learning "Yin Sha", someone explained that those who learn this technique should at least have a rough grasp of rhythm.Most of the beginners in music use the qin, se, zither, and flute. Maybe some people learn from the pipa shakuhachi, but they are all very elegant.Now Luo Jiujiang took out this thing... If he said that he used a gong to enter the door, that would be a fool.

Luo Cang frowned, but he didn't throw Luo Jiujiang out on the spot.He said coldly, "You learned to play gongs when you were young?"

"That's not true." Luo Jiujiang opened his eyes and said nonsense: "I grew up playing suona. But I don't think there is a difference between suona and gongs. They are played lively all the way when welcoming relatives. There is no difference."

His expression was serious, his eyes were innocent and upright, and a child who was fooled immediately turned his inquiring eyes to his friend: Is he really a suona learner?The patriarch is also up to him?

His friend happened to be Luo Qi, and he shook his head hating iron and steel: How is it possible!Luo Ge has always played the flute and the piano when it comes to playing musical instruments.

"Okay." Luo Cang's eyes were already indifferent, as if he was looking at a dead person, "The art of sound killing, activates the five senses, stimulates the seven emotions, has a certain amount of ups and downs, high and low. If you can't write a suitable sound killing , then there is no need to stay. I never teach stupid people."

The gong has always been a hit.The occasions where it is used are either street performances or red and white things.It would be embarrassing to say that a gong can be used to create a movement that combines joy, anger, sorrow and joy.

Luo Jiujiang smiled indifferently, and he thought about Luo Cang's request: "If you want to play this song, you can only use me and the gong?"

This time Luo Cang didn't even open his mouth, but just cast an indifferent look.

"Okay." Luo Jiujiang raised his lips and smiled, and deftly turned the wooden stick on the gong in a beautiful and perfect circle on the tip of his index finger: "Then I have to whistle and beat the gong."

If you can only use "yourself" and "gong", whistling is not against the rules.

The technique of sound killing... Luo Jiujiang's eyes flashed a very faint hint of obstinacy: You hide it like a treasure, I don't think it is difficult to learn.