Yue Buqun: I'm already cultivating immortality, why do I still want to be the leader?

Huashan.

There is nothing that is not for Xuan.

Yue Buqun's thoughts are like a spring, and he writes furiously.

The huge desk is full of new books and new works.

The paper is full of strange symbols.

This is a music book compiled and created by Yue Buqun based on the music theory of later generations.

He doesn't know if there is any relevant content in the music classics of this world.

But what he compiled is the basic knowledge that children can learn.

It is equivalent to the foundation of the music field.

All this.

It is mainly to spread the songs he "created".

"It's done."

As Yue Buqun wrote the last word in his mind.

This entry-level basic music classic was completed.

Almost at the same time.

Yue Buqun's heart trembled.

[Music (Level 4): 587/1000]

You should know that [Music] is a big attribute.

Usually, Yue Buqun's flute music and piano music increase by 30 attribute points, but this one only increases by 10 points.

Or even less.

Its sudden surge directly led to a significant increase in the attributes of other branches.

Even the drum music that Yue Buqun had hardly played had a qualitative leap.

"It's an unexpected gain."

Yue Buqun glanced at it, his eyes calm.

Last time, with Bai Feifei and Lin Shiyin's reminder, Yue Buqun compiled a book on related playing techniques with the intention of improving his proficiency.

A name passed down from generation to generation?

Praised by everyone?

He didn't really care.

"Huh?"

Yue Buqun suddenly found that his most proficient flute music had broken through the barrier.

【Flute Music (Level 6): 24/6000】29

The most important thing is that he suddenly learned some secrets without a teacher.

He instinctively picked up his bamboo flute.

Swordsman.

He played the song "Swordsman" with unprecedented seriousness.

With heart.

With true energy.

The sound of the flute was quick and short, and it was very touching.

Listening to it, it was as if you were in the midst of swords and sabers.

It was as if you were in a sinister and cunning temple.

"Master!"

Lu Dayou, Gao Genming and others rushed in with swords.

"Where are the enemies?"

"Who dares to cause trouble in our Huashan?"

A group of big kids suddenly rushed in.

Gnashed their teeth.

Ferocious and evil.

Those eyes were still looking around for the enemy.

"Yue boy."

"What are you doing?"

Feng Qingyang came through the air.

As soon as he landed, he asked, "When did you practice the Shura Demon Sound of the Demon Cult?"

Shura Demon Sound.

Sound power of the Shura Demon Cult.

One of the top wonders in the world.

In fact, Huang Zhonggong's seven-string invisible sword also belongs to the category of sound power.

"That's the song of "Swordsman".

"Uncle Master, can't you tell it?"

Yue Buqun asked back.

"Huh?"

Feng Qingyang recalled carefully.

He had really listened to the song of "Swordsman" several times.

He liked this song very much.

But he couldn't save face and let Yue Buqun and his friends play it for him.

So every time Yue Buqun and his friends practiced at Ting Yusong's place.

He would be the most loyal listener.

"Could it be that my husband has also broken through the avenue of music?"

Bai Feifei and Lin Shiyin came late.

"The master's flute sound used to infect the heart."

"But now it directly seduce people's hearts."

Lin Shiyin made a more accurate description.

The flute sound used to infect.

Now it actively erodes.

The realms of the two are incomparable.

Unless you are deaf.

Otherwise, you can't defend yourself.

Feng Qingyang murmured: "This reminds me of the song of the old Peach Blossom Island owner, the Blue Sea Tide."

Even Feng Qingyang, who is part of the legend.

Also admires the five masters who fought in the Huashan Sword Contest in the past.

Naturally, he knows something about the martial arts and life of the five masters.

"I'll change one."

Yue Buqun pressed his hand.

Adjust his mood.

Continue to play.

The relaxed and melodious flute sound floated.

It was as if my mother was humming softly in my ear.

It was like bathing in nature and listening to the embrace of nature.

The spirit gradually became low.

Drowsy.

Lullaby...

"My husband has heard the truth."

Bai Feifei exclaimed.

As soon as these words came out.

The children all woke up.

"So this is the ultimate of music."

"The head brother is really gifted."

Lin Shiyin looked at Yue Buqun with admiration.

Originally, music was her strongest point.

She was the best in Huashan.

But from this day on, she had to change her position.

"What a monster."

Feng Qingyang didn't know how to describe Yue Buqun's talent.

It was probably the legend of Peach Blossom Island back then.

It was just like that.

The most coincidental thing was that Yue Buqun also had the ability to flick his fingers.

If someone carefully traced it.

Most likely, they would think that Yue Buqun had inherited the Peach Blossom Island.

"It's interesting."

"It's a pity that this is too difficult."

Yue Buqun looked at the children.

He shook his head decisively.

Although Yu Hongyan and Sun Xiaohong both have good musical talents.

But Yu Hongyan is good at singing and dancing.

Sun Xiaohong's talent is just relatively outstanding.

There is still a long way to go before she can be amazing and be called a genius.

Talent is the most important thing.

What's even worse is that music requires higher talent than martial arts.

"It's really difficult."

Bai Feifei decisively supports it.

Her piano skills were practiced under the blessing of the fire of revenge.

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So her piano skills are so elegant and extraordinary.

In fact.

She knows her own strengths and weaknesses.

It is impossible for her to reach the level of Yue Buqun today.

"Shiyin is ignorant."

"You are afraid of death. Even if you practice hard for another ten years, you can't reach the realm of the head brother."

Lin Shiyin was also disappointed.

"What a pity."

Hearing this, Feng Qingyang shook his head and left.

A top inheritance that almost no successor can be found.

To say it's not a pity is a lie.

"Forget it."

"This is also a pleasant surprise."

Yue Buqun didn't care too much.

Anyway, this was an achievement beyond the plan. []

One more is not much.

One less is not much.

However.

For the group of children in front of him, it was another matter.

As witnesses of this unique skill.

They will remember this for the rest of their lives.

They vowed in their hearts to find a successor for this unique skill.

Northland.

The abandoned North Wind Inn.

Such a vicious incident happened here.

In addition, everything with a little value here was taken away.

So incompleteness and dilapidation are the themes here.

Yaa.

The wooden door that was cut in half by the sword was pushed open.

"Cough cough..."

Lu Huanong coughed repeatedly due to the falling dust.

Although the young Gui Hai Yi Dao kept fanning his hands, he could not hide the fatigue on his face.

"Master Liao Kong."

"My husband really went to the grassland."

Lu Huanong looked at the vast snow outside, and her heart was also confused.

Although the snow on the wasteland was not very thick.

But it had caused great trouble to them.

It was also fortunate that Liao Kong and his men arranged a carriage, otherwise the journey would be even more difficult.

"Sister-in-law."

"We can't do anything."

Qilinzi shook his head and said, "Brother Guihai has been possessed by the devil. Only you and your son can wake him up."

Jian Jingfeng sighed, "Yes, apart from your blood relationship, we really can't think of a better way to make him turn back."

Lu Huanong nodded.

She could understand the painstaking efforts of the three uncles.

But she didn't know how serious the matter was.

"It seems that there will be a heavy snow today."

Master Liaokong closed the door again.

He didn't rely on his noble status as a master.

Personally set up and cleaned the tables and chairs.

Lu Nonghua didn't dare to ask more.

Young GuihaiYidao looked at the busy figures of everyone and asked: "Uncles, what is possessed by a demon?"

The four people stopped moving.

A miserable look appeared on Lu Huanong's face.

Liaokong, Qilinzi and Jian Jingfeng informed Lu Huanong of some of the news about Guihai Bailian.

Although the details were vague.

But Lu Huanong had heard the seriousness from the clues.

"Being possessed by a demon means becoming a bad person."

Liaokong explained patiently.

"How bad is it?"

"The kind of bandits who rob others of their food and silver? 503"

Guihai Yidao was still unwilling to give up and continued to ask.

In his cognition.

Bandits are the worst villains.

"It's much more serious than that."

Liaokong shook his head.

I really don't want to say more.

Lu Huanong gritted his teeth and asked, "Uncles, please tell us the truth. What kind of evil did my husband do that he was wanted by the whole world, and he escaped to the outside of the pass?"

The three people in front of him were all close friends of Gui Hai Bai Lian.

Lu Huanong had met them more than once.

Especially, the three of them were all well-known and prestigious heroes.

She believed half of it after hearing the news.

Now it's time to find out the remaining half of the truth.

"Amitabha."

Liao Kong chanted a Buddhist name and asked, "Are you sure you want to listen?"

Lu Huanong nodded firmly.

Gui Hai Yi Dao was also very sure.

Nodding like pounding garlic.

"Hey..."

Liao Kong didn't answer and silently recited the Buddhist scriptures.

"Brother Guihai slaughtered a branch of the Beggars' Sect and wiped out more than a hundred people in Jueqing Mountain Villa."

"At the same time, he also killed dozens of famous heroes in the martial arts world."

"Recently, he also slaughtered several bandits, heroes, etc."

Lekong didn't say anything.

But Qilinzi and Jian Jingfeng didn't hide anything.

Finally, Jian Jingfeng even pointed to the dried blood on the ground and said, "This is also the killing scene of Brother Guihai. Before he left the retreat, he killed everyone in this prosperous inn."

Lu Huanong's face suddenly turned pale.

Guihai Yidao was young after all, and his face was full of anxiety and fear.

"Look here."

"Here is the trace of Brother Guihai's swordsmanship."

Qilinzi even found a knife mark.

Looking at the filth around.

Lu Huanong could imagine the tragedy and disgust at the time.

"Sister-in-law."

"We don't know what swordsmanship Brother Gui Hai has practiced."

Qilinzi shook his head and said, "But now the whole martial arts world is hunting him down and trying to snatch his sword manual."

Liaokong added, "We suspect that Brother Gui Hai is practicing the legendary [Avici Swordsmanship] that was once forbidden by the magic way..."