Chapter 710 Who Is Taller?

"Qinglian, don't be rude."

Mr. Kumu said: "The King's song "Wind in the Green Mountains" is full of mysteries. Even these old guys like me, who have studied music for more than a thousand years, are unable to face this piece of music. However, Mr. Chi Yan can complete it in just ten or twenty years. It’s amazing how the wind blows up the green mountains and plays a hundred layers of mysteries!”

Mr. Kumu's words have been recognized by many people, especially the seniors who are as familiar with the art of music as he is. Each of them has been studying music for more than a thousand years. Even so, over the years, they have only been able to play hundreds of mysteries at best. That's it. Compared with them, Akabane can definitely bear the title of musical genius, at least they can't compare, and geniuses like Ding Rui and Leng Yefei can't compare either.

Mr. Kumu's words more or less resolved Akabane's embarrassment, and he didn't look as embarrassed as before. He took a deep breath and said: "Wei Chaoqun, if I remember correctly, this song Wind Rises the Green Mountains, You can only play seventy or eighty layers of mystery, right?"

Wei Chaoqun responded calmly: "That was just before."

"Oh? So, you have gained a lot of enlightenment over the years?" Akabane said in a rude tone: "I wonder if you can play the mysterious geometry now?"

"Although it's not as good as Taoist Kumu." Wei Chaoqun picked up a glass of wine and said with a smile, "But at least I can play more than you."

"Everyone can tell lies."

"hehe……"

Wei Chaoqun smiled and said nothing, and immediately took out a purple-green jade harp. There were many people in the venue who knew the product, and they could tell at a glance that this jade harp was made by a famous master.

Wei Chaoqun didn't say anything more. He danced his hands on the jade harp, and the sound of the harp sounded, also playing "The Wind Rises in the Daqing Mountains."

boom!

A thunder!

Ten ways...fifty ways...

When hundreds of thunders sounded in the music of the piano, everyone began to be shocked, and Akabane's face began to become uncertain.

Wow!

One hundred and ten!

One hundred and thirty...

At the end of the song, a total of one hundred and thirty-six thunders sounded in the music.

This also means that Wei Chaoqun performed the song "Wind Rises in the Green Mountains" with one hundred and thirty-six levels of red thunder mystery.

Many people remember that Wei Chaoqun could only play seventy-eighty-fold Red Thunder Mystery a few years ago. They never thought that in just a few years, he could already play Fengqi Daqingshan one hundred and thirty-sixth-fold. Mysterious, really eye-opening.

Just when everyone was amazed, another voice came: "It's just the mystery of one hundred and thirty-six layers of red thunder."

Everyone looked over and saw that the person speaking was a sinister-looking young master. Even the people standing around him looked the same, and the auras on their bodies were more evil than the last. Obviously, they were all Batu Cave. The young master who spoke was also Li Qianhua from Batu Cave.

Everyone knows very little about Li Qianhua, except that he has a very high status in Batu Cave. Not to mention the Eight Black Wind Monsters, even the Two Black Wind Demons are very afraid of him.

He was sitting in the pavilion, playing the piano with one hand, and what he was playing was also the wind rising from Daqingshan.

boom!

A thunder exploded.

Ten ways, a hundred ways, a hundred and thirty ways, a hundred and fifty ways...

As the thunder continued to explode in the music, everyone's expressions became more and more shocked. At the end of the song, everyone in the venue was wide-eyed. In addition to shock, they were even more amazed, because this Li Qianhua actually Playing Wind Rises from Daqingshan has two hundred layers of mysteries.

This is two hundred levels of mystery!

You must know that Mr. Kumu, one of the best music masters in the Northwest, is nothing more than this!

"What a terrifying future life..."

Mr. Kumu sighed, and so did the others. They felt that today's young people are really amazing, and each generation becomes more incredible.

"It's just two hundred mysteries, not worth mentioning." The smile on the corner of Li Qianhua's mouth was like his own, giving people a very sinister feeling. He didn't even look up and just said: "At least, I know this is nothing to Master Wuhen.”

Traceless?

Mr. Wuhen who is at the helm of Changhong?

Everyone looked over and then remembered that among the Nine Dragons and Eighteen Elephants who had come to attend the Five Color Flower Party today, besides Akabane there was another Nine Dragons, Mr. Wuhen.

Everyone is familiar with the eighteen images of Kowloon and Changhong, but very little is known about Kowloon.

And this Wuhen is definitely the most low-key one in Kowloon.

Everyone who keeps a low profile only knows that he is one of the Nine Dragons under the Changhong Branch. They don’t know anything else. They don’t know anything about his cultivation level or strength. But one thing everyone knows is that since he is the Nine Dragons under the Changhong Branch, It was naturally unusual, and Akabane, who was also one of the arrogant Nine Dragons, respected him so much. Thinking about it with his toes, he knew that Wuhen was definitely not simple.

He looked like a gentle and graceful nobleman compared to Akabane. He was just sitting in the corner of the pavilion, as if reading a music score. Even if everyone's eyes were fixed on him, he just raised his head and smiled lightly. Said: "Brother Li is just joking, please don't take it seriously."

"I haven't seen you for a few years. I didn't expect Mr. Wuhen to be so humble." Li Qianhua said with a smile: "If I remember correctly, you played the two hundred layers of mysteries in Wind Rises Daqingshan a few years ago. , with your understanding and talent, you can still play at least three hundred mysteries to this day."

One stone stirs up a thousand waves.

After Li Qianhua finished speaking, there was an uproar in the venue.

They all stared at Wuhen, wondering if he could really play Fengqi Daqingshan with more than three hundred mysteries.

Wuhen had no intention of playing, but just whispered: "With Miss Qingxi here, how dare I show my ugliness?"

"Sir, you are too modest."

When Wuhen mentioned Qingxi, everyone remembered that it seemed that according to the rumor, Miss Qingxi had played Wind Rising Daqingshan far better than Senior Kumu a few years ago, but no one knew whether it was true or not, so everyone clamored for Qingxi to play Wind Rising Daqingshan live.

Qingxi was a little embarrassed, not for other reasons, but because playing a song requires mental and spiritual energy, and she will play a song of the king's "Youth" and "Dust Falling Five-Colored Mountain" for Grandpa Kumu later, hoping that with the help of these two songs, the old man will let go of his guilt for the king in his heart. Of these two songs, Dust Falling Five-Colored Mountain is not a big deal, but the song "Youth" requires a lot of mental energy, and after playing one song, her spirit will be overdrawn.

"My sister will play the young king's journey to the northwest in a while. In order to perfectly present the young king's journey to the northwest, my sister is not suitable to consume her energy now." Xiao Qinglian smiled mischievously and said, "However, I can tell you that my sister can now play 611 mysterious red thunders in the king's Wind Rising from Daqing Mountain."

(To be continued.)