Chapter 297 Sound Killing

Wang Xing could feel that Lin Chuqing had mobilized all her true energy.

Practitioners' piano skills can surpass the common world, precisely because practitioners can use their true energy to play the piano. But in the previous two songs, Lin Chuqing only used a small part of her true energy. And at the beginning of the third song, all her true energy wandered across the strings, like a wild horse running wild. Wang Xing didn't know what Lin Chuqing wanted to express, but with so much mobilization of true energy, it must be more difficult to control the sound of the piano.

As the sound of the piano continued to sound, everyone felt as if they had come to another world.

The surrounding fairy mist is misty, and the taverns and teahouses are clearly visible. There are flying cranes coming and going, and strange animals pulling carts running around.

Palaces, rooms, terraces, pavilions, landscapes, city walls and battlements are all clearly visible.

There are exotic flowers and plants on the side of the road, competing for beauty; there are magical trees in the distance, towering into the clouds; there are also fairy mountains hovering, surrounded by clouds and mist.

Everyone was stunned, and they didn't even know whether what was in front of them was real or illusory.

A mirage, indeed a mirage.

Although I knew it was fake, but I was in it, as if it was real.

This kind of piano art is simply divine. Since ancient times, only people in legends have been able to achieve such a state.

Great, great.

She is definitely a celestial being, otherwise how could she play such a mysterious tune.

Wang Xing was also in shock. He had communicated with the teachers of the academy.

Not to communicate anything else, but to communicate the realm of music.

Wang Xing and all the teachers felt that the cultivation of sound should also have its own way, and it would also have unique uses in cultivation. For example, using the sound of a piano to perform illusions, and even strange martial arts can be regarded as an application. But in addition, music should have a higher realm. Wang Xing was later inspired by Ling Donglai's xiao art, and felt that the highest state of music should be to use music to create his own world.

Even a piece of music is a world.

In this way, in the field of cultivation, the prospect of music will be infinite.

It is conceivable that if one of your pieces can make people experience reincarnation, it would be a great spiritual experience. It is conceivable that if one of your pieces of music can make people practice for several years, how much cultivation will increase. It is conceivable that if one of your pieces can make people fall into hell,

After experiencing 18 kinds of torture, what kind of attack method should that be.

Lin Chuqing's current performance has already touched the threshold of this realm.

Don't underestimate this threshold, as long as she enters this door, she will become a god in Qinyi in the future.

The song is over.

The applause sounded overwhelmingly, and it stopped after three minutes.

God, simply God.

This song should only exist in the sky, how many times can it be heard in the world.

Congratulations to Ms. Lin for making a big splash and becoming China's number one luthier.

It has to be said that playing the piano also requires talent, and Ms. Lin's talent can be called the reincarnation of the piano fairy.

Miss Lin, I will be your fan from now on.

After Lin Chuqing finished playing the three pieces, she skillfully put away her piano, bowed and stepped back.

Wang Xing smiled and left quietly.

Although the performance was still on and the moving music was still playing, no one could arouse the enthusiasm of the audience anymore.

With Lin Chuqing in front, in comparison, all the subsequent performances were like plain water, tasteless.

Many old artists who came to support also left the venue one after another, even the wife of the No. 1 chief executive left.

Kang Changlin was speechless: Sure enough, they all came for Lin Chuqing, but Lin Chuqing has such a piano skill, so it's only normal.

Then, Kang Changlin got another piece of news.

It turned out that when Lin Chuqing was playing the piano just now, the ratings of cctv15 soared to No. 1 in the country. It's just that after Lin Chuqing finished playing the piano, the ratings dropped back to normal in an instant. What made people even more speechless was that some local satellite TV stations that had originally broadcasted it had also stopped broadcasting it. It was obvious that they were broadcasting the 20 minutes of Lin Chuqing's performance.

Outside the Kyoto Grand Theater.

Just as Lin Chuqing came out, she was stopped by a man who was holding a guqin in his hand.

Miss Lin, this is a gentleman who asked me to pass it on to you.

This is

Lin Chuqing looked at this guqin and was a little surprised: This is the dean's Tianmoqin.

But Lin Chuqing asked the man who gave him the piano, but the man patted his head and said he couldn't remember at all.

Lin Chuqing carefully caught the Tianmoqin. She knew that Wang Xing must have recognized her piano skills for giving her this piano.

Zheng Zhiqiao's villa, this is a well-known wealthy area.

Lin Chuqing hugged Tian Moqin and gently pushed open the door of the villa. Some things always needed to be settled.

Inside the villa, Zheng Zhiqiao was cursing: Damn it, this bitch has such a background.

To be honest, I didn't think of it either. Wang Feng is also here, she is in a bad mood, I don't care, anyway, because of you, I was expelled from the TV station, you must arrange a position for me in Tianle Co., Ltd.

Zheng Zhiqiao felt even more angry: besides me, Tianle Co., Ltd. has five vice presidents, one general manager and two directors. No lower than vice president level, what position do you want?

Just as Wang Feng was about to say what position he wanted, a piano sound suddenly sounded outside.

piano sound?

How is this going?

Go out and see!

When the two went outside, they saw Lin Chuqing.

Zheng Zhiqiao's face paled: "What are you doing here? Don't think that you have a backer. I'm afraid of you."

Wang Feng was a little worried: Lin Chuqing, I've already been kicked out of the TV station, so we're done.

Lin Chuqing said slowly, "Thank you two for your kindness. I can't repay you. I'll give you a Chaosheng song."

Both Zheng Zhiqiao and Wang Feng were taken aback. What is this? Didn't they come to ask for trouble, to present a song in the middle of the night?

Be sick!

Lin Chuqing stopped talking and immediately started playing.

Zheng Zhiqiao and Wang Fengchu just felt like they were depicting a vast sea without waves. But as the tide in the distance slowly approached, gradually getting faster and faster, it suddenly seemed like a group of demons playing with the tide, water monsters and sea monsters rampant, unknowingly shaken, qi and blood unstable.

My head hurts, please stop playing.

Damn, what kind of song is this that makes me feel so uncomfortable.

Lin Chuqing ignored it at all, and the sound of the piano became more and more urgent and faster.

So a minute passed.

Zheng Zhiqiao was already foaming at the mouth and unconscious.

When he wakes up again, he probably won't know who he is anymore, because his brain has been completely destroyed, and his IQ is not one in ten.

However, Wang Feng was bleeding from all seven orifices, and all internal organs in his body were injured, so he could only rely on medicine to survive in the future.

Lin Chuqing just put away the piano, turned and left.

This is Yin Xiu, killing people with sound without shadow or form.

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