funbook-pk Chapter 671 Sending Books
Chapter 671 Sending Books
Rao Baoyue looked at it for a while and said in surprise: "Doesn't this mean that this is a magic weapon from ten thousand years ago?"
"This is inevitable!" Tang Yan nodded firmly.
"Do you know what this is?" Rao Baoyue asked, pointing to a pattern on the back of the metal plate.
Tang Yan looked closely and found that it was two arcs intersecting at the tail. He couldn't tell what they were, so he frowned and said:
"It looks like a fish, so it should represent a certain force."
"Smart, it is indeed a fish, but it is not a force, but the personal exclusive symbol of the weapon refiner Xiang Xiaoyu!" Rao Baoyue explained.
"Senior Xiang was a weapon refiner from ten thousand years ago?" Tang Yan asked in surprise.
"She is a good friend of my master, and she just turned 100 this year. I didn't expect Xiaoyu to be so powerful. At only 100 years old, she has refined a magical weapon that has been passed down for thousands of years." Rao Baoyue exclaimed.
Tang Yan's scalp tingled for a moment and he began to greet Manager Qin's ancestors.
In a flash, Tang Yan reacted and cursed: "In broad daylight, I didn't expect that there is such a treacherous businessman hiding near the Dan League!
He actually sold me these small items from previous years as if they were magic weapons that would last forever!
You dare to ask for ten medium-grade spirit stones!
Is this a moral decline or a lack of humanity? "
It is not enough to just play the victim, the characteristics of this gift must also be reflected. Tang Yan continued: "Master, although the magic weapon is of the wrong year, the music stored in it is unique in the world!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Tang Yan felt himself being clamped by an invisible force. Before he could come to his senses, a huge force knocked him down and he fell directly to the ground.
A fleshy ball sat on him, and pink fists rained down from the sky like heavy rain.
"'Dawn Wind and Waning Moon', right? 'Friendship of Fish and Water', right? 'Old Dreams in the Skylight', right? The only work by the famous composer Liu Rusi, right?"
While beating Tang Yan, Rao Baoyue revealed the origin of the magic weapon: "It's all bullshit!
It's just a recording of the music played by the singing girls that Qi Lin found in the brothels!
One low-grade spirit stone can buy ten of them, and you ask for ten medium-grade spirit stones?
Do you think I'm a fool?"
Tang Yan, who was being beaten, forgot to even scream at this moment.
A geisha recording?
One low-grade spirit stone can buy ten?
This is far from the seller's description. Shopkeeper Qin, you are so bold to brag!
Seeing Rao Baoyue so irritable, Tang Yan guessed that her endocrine system had been out of balance for a long time.
From this perspective, it’s better to buy the Dragon Note!
Although he was protected by the Five Elements Body Domination Technique, Tang Yan was not stupid enough to provoke Rao Baoyue.
If the female devil really uses her full strength, Tianqing Peak will be in great shape today.
I could only scream loudly for mercy.
After Rao Baoyue finished dealing with Tang Yan, she felt better and said coldly, "Get lost!"
Tang Yan hurried down the mountain, not daring to stay for a moment.
After Tang Yan left, Rao Baoyue returned to the table, poured herself a glass of wine and took a sip.
I glanced at the metal plate on the table and wanted to throw it away, but then I remembered that it was designed by a friend, so I took it and opened the panel.
When she saw the title of the song, Rao Baoyue was stunned.
Guangling San? Dialogue between a Fisherman and a Woodcutter? Three Variations on Plum Blossoms?
Did the song change its name? Or did the brothel release a new song?
He played Guangling San and the sound of piano rose up.
The sound of the piano not only uses techniques such as pressing notes, glissando, variation, and imitation, but also mixes in the sounds of instruments such as the guzheng, pipa, and brocade se.
Rich, diverse, well-arranged, and refreshing.
I thought it was a cheerful piece of music, but soon after the sound of tearing silk, the sound of the piano suddenly became faster.
Countless notes sounded at the same time, with magnificent momentum.
The passionate rhythm is like thousands of troops marching through the snow.
She seemed to be in a time of war and chaos, becoming a knight walking among swords and sabers.
Under the influence of alcohol, Rao Baoyue's breathing became rapid, and her chest felt like there was a ball of fire, and her blood was boiling!
The song ends, but the aftertaste lingers.
The devil's delicate cheeks were covered with a layer of powder because of excitement.
She quickly finished the wine in her glass and prepared to go down the mountain to beat up the four disciples, but then she thought that she had no right to be a disciple, so she had to give up.
Rao Baoyue can play the piano and understands music.
The artistic conception of this piece of music is so profound that it is truly a unique piece of music in the world!
Could it be that the boy didn't lie to her?
Then, the second song "High Mountains and Flowing Water" played automatically.
The steady and heavy sound of the piano sounded, with a high pitch, a wide range and a slow rhythm.
In a trance, Rao Baoyue seemed to see a majestic mountain in front of her, which made her heart unconsciously calm and solemn...
One song after another.
Her mood fluctuated with the sound of the piano.
After listening to the ten songs, she felt that the shackles of her martial arts seemed to loosen a little.
Taking a deep breath, Rao Baoyue looked outside the yard with complicated eyes.
Although the metal plate is not valuable, she should be happy to receive this gift!
Wrong number!
……
Another day passed.
Linghuang Realm, northern part.
Behind the academy is the Hanlin Mountains.
Although the dean and the fifteen sages all looked tired, they continued to supply literary energy to the statue of the Sage of Literature.
"The evil spirit has weakened!" someone shouted.
Everyone also felt that under the suppression of Wen Qi, the evil spirit was gradually fading away, and their spirits were greatly boosted.
After a while, all the billowing black smoke sank into the abyss and no longer overflowed.
The sixteen people felt the pressure on them lighten and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
"The dean is very accurate in his predictions. It turns out that the demon tribe is strong on the outside but weak on the inside!" Everyone praised.
The dean stroked his beard and smiled faintly, "Since ancient times, evil has never triumphed over good. The spirit of literature is the righteousness of heaven and earth. If it is suppressed by evil spirits, how can the way of heaven exist?
Everyone, come together to strengthen the seal of the Saint of Literature!"
Everyone responded, white light surged on their bodies, and righteous energy condensed above the abyss, flowing according to mysterious laws.
Finally, the literary energy condensed into a pen and rushed downwards.
boom!
With a muffled sound, the pen of literary talent disappeared at the bottom of the abyss.
The fog at the bottom of the abyss suddenly dissipated, and everything became clear!
"The seal of the demon clan's passage has been repaired. Everyone can go back and rest." The dean waved his hand and ordered.
Everyone dispersed.
When Mengyao returned to her yard, she found that Teacher Wang from the academy was standing at the gate of the yard, as if he was waiting for her.
"Teacher Wang, why are you here?" Meng Yao asked puzzledly.
Teacher Wang has white hair, but he is in good spirits. He is mainly responsible for the teaching work of the academy and guides students to cultivate their literary spirit.
Hearing this, he smiled, took out five books from his storage ring and handed them over, saying gently: "I'm here to give you a few books. You can read them if you have time!"
Meng Yao hurriedly took it, becoming more and more curious: "Are these books important? Why do we need the teacher to deliver them personally?"
"You will know once you see it!" Instructor Wang did not say anything explicitly. He smiled slightly, bowed and said goodbye.
Mengyao came to the yard with the book and looked at it curiously.
The books were newly printed and still smelled of ink.
The covers are all very beautiful, but the titles are all something like "The Determination of the Universe" and "The Dragon Slayer", which are obviously popular storybooks with no nutritional value.
What's so good about this thing?
However, since the instructor had sent it, she would definitely not do it without a purpose. She picked up a copy of "Sword God" and started flipping through it.
Although she didn't like reading this kind of work, Mengyao still read it because the author's writing style was witty and humorous.
After reading it carefully, she found that the script was indeed full of mystery.
Different from the common vulgar storybooks, this book does not stimulate the readers' eyes through sensational means such as vulgarity, bloodiness, and promotion of ugliness.
Instead, it is full of warmth, justice, and love...
Many works that blindly emphasize noble ideas are often unrealistic, detached from reality, and disgusting!
But this story is written in an extremely profound way.
After watching this film, people can’t help but take “Ye Fan” as a role model and plant a seed of kindness and justice in their hearts!
The story has unknowingly reached the end.
“It’s so well written!”
Mengyao couldn't help but sigh and casually turned to the last page.