Fix your sister's fairy

"Do you want to go over to say hello?" Mo Yi looked at Li Kuoyu and smiled.

"No need. Li Kuoyu waved his hand and refused, "Say hello to your sister for me, and make an appointment to come out for dinner another day." "

Mo Yi smiled and nodded, thinking in his heart about how this guy in front of him should use a sword to make it thinner and dip it in vinegar.

"Since Brother Mo Yi is here, presumably Brother Mo Yi, you can also play musical instruments?" In the blink of an eye, Li Kuoyu pulled the topic elsewhere to avoid embarrassment.

"I understand a little. Mo Yi smiled modestly.

"I don't know what kind of musical instrument you understand, can you show your hands to open our eyes?" Li Kuoyu smiled and said to the monks around him, "This Mo Yi Gongzi can be described as a rare genius in our Qiankun Peak, not only in cultivation but also in musical instruments!"

Mo Yixin said that you kid has a lot of bad water in his stomach, and he only knew me for a few days before he knew that I was a cultivation genius and a musical instrument genius, you want me to hold it higher, the harder I fall, right?

"May I ask Senior Brother Li, what is your best instrument?" Mo Yi looked at Li Kuoyu with a smile and asked.

"I know a little bit about Guzheng Erer. Li Kuoyu waved his hand modestly, "You can't get on the stage!"

As soon as these words came out, the monks around them all waved their hands and complimented, "Where do you say! Li Daoyou's guzheng skills are said to be among the best here, and no one dares to have any objections.

"Guzheng?" Mo Yi's mouth rose, "Unfortunately, I also know a little bit of Guzheng, junior brother." "

"Oh?" Li Kuoyu looked at Mo Yi in front of him in surprise, he couldn't imagine that this guy couldn't think of it like this, and he actually wanted to compete in the field he was best at.

"Come, come, come. Almost forced, Li Kuoyu pressed Mo Yi in front of the guzheng, "Everyone listen to Brother Mo's hand-me-down music! The music I played before can only be regarded as something that doesn't fit in the ears, and the really good ones have to be let Brother Mo come!"

All the monks on the sidelines looked at Mo Yi who was sneering in front of the guzheng in amazement, and at the same time had great expectations for Mo Yi, if once he popped up something in his ears, then Mo Yi would be labeled as a grandstanding clown in everyone's hearts.

"Okay, okay. Mo Yi smiled and nodded to Li Kuoyu, "Then I'll be ugly, Senior Brother Li will learn something." "

"Learn...... Dot. Li Kuoyu's face stiffened, and his teeth itched with these three words in his heart.

"Ahaha, I'll start with that little brother. Mo Yi smiled at Li Kuoyu and turned his head to ignore him.

"I'm going to see what you can pop. Li Kuoyu looked at Mo Yi who was tuning coldly and secretly thought that Li Kuoyu, a widely circulated music score in the immortal cultivation world, would play it well, and he would play it very well, unless Mo Yi played something that couldn't be put on the table, otherwise Li Kuoyu could play it again and surpass Mo Yi!

Already holding the heart of preparing to slap his face, Li Kuoyu looked at Mo Yi with a smile on his face but in fact full of malice.

Under the gaze of Li Kuoyu and a group of monks, Mo Yi raised his hand and gently hooked the strings.

The first ten syllables Li Kuoyu is completely unfamiliar, I am afraid that it does not belong to any song known to the public, Li Kuoyu is happy in his heart, I am afraid that Mo will also play some tunes that cannot be put on the stage, and playing some unpopular tunes in this kind of gathering that can be regarded as an upper class is tantamount to insulting and looking down on others.

Think about it, in a high-end club, everyone is wearing suits and playing cello symphonies, and what are you carrying the erhu and lotus flowers (the song played and sung by beggars when they ask for food)?

Li Kuoyu, who was about to laugh at Mo Yi, opened his mouth and suddenly closed it before he could utter half a scale.

Because...... The music Mo Yi played became strange.

"It's ...... Buddhist scriptures?" Li Kuoyu's face changed slightly, and the song that Mo Yi played was like a lonely boat slowly floating in the hall, and a calming tune slowly sounded.

Mo Yi's face was not in a hurry, he just played the tune quietly, he played a piece of Buddhism in his previous life, "Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra", this guzheng song eliminated a lot of worries for him in his previous life, and playing this piece alone when his mood fluctuated greatly had a miraculous effect!

"Listen to this tune...... It is indeed a Buddhist tune, but I have never heard of such a shocking tune in Buddhism......" A white-clothed monk with a folding fan in his hand stared at Mo Yi who was playing Buddhist scriptures in surprise.

Inadvertently, the disturbance of the entire hall stopped, and more and more people were attracted by Mo Yi's performance, and gradually evolved into the monks of the entire hall listening to the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra spread in the main hall with bated breath.

A flower, a leaf, a Bodhi, the original meaning of this piece is to be calm, without quarrel with the world, Mo Yi, who is well versed in the original meaning, plays more like a fish in water, countless monks have the feeling of sitting cross-legged and quietly comprehending the additional truth at the end of the song.

Li Kuoyu looked at Mo Yi like the eye of a typhoon in disbelief, his fists clenched, and a wave of shame and jealousy welled up in his heart.

The second time, this is the second time that Mo Yi has made Li Kuoyu angry, and the most infuriating thing is that Mo Yi seems to have no intention of angering Li Kuoyu both times, but the actual actions often make Li Kuoyu angry.

"Learn a little, Senior Brother Li. Mo Yi's words before the performance lingered in Li Kuoyu's ears like a magic sound.

"Learn to ...... Learn to ......" Li Kuoyu's gaze gradually became resentful when he saw Mo Yi, "You are innocent and want me to lose face!

However, even if Li Kuoyu was jealous, Mo Yi's performance was not hindered in the slightest, and countless monks listened to this famous Buddhist song that did not belong to this world, and everyone's heart seemed to have grown a Bodhi tree with green leaves, and under the guidance of the melody of the guzheng, the whole hall lingered with a sense of green lantern ancient Buddha.

The melodious and gentle melody crossed everyone's ears like flowing water, and every time Mo Yi plucked the strings, he brought a sense of Buddha's heart, and the whole hall only echoed this single song.

Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra, the end of a song.

Mo Yifu waited for the aftermath to disappear, Rao is he did not expect this piece to bring such a big fluctuation to the scene, countless monks opened their eyes after the song was played, with a stunned expression on their faces.

After a few minutes of silence, a monk applauded, and a moment later, the applause flooded Mo Yi like a tidal wave, making Mo Yi touch the back of his head in confusion.

To be reasonable, Mo Yi just casually moved a piece to play, the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra is a classic song of the previous life of Buddhism, he just wanted to use it to shock Li Kuoyu, but he ignored how shocking a Buddhist music that has never appeared in this world is.

Inexplicably, Mo Yi became the most enthusiastic center of the hall for a while.