Chapter 1925
Pande angrily took the middle-aged man and the old man out of the long river shop, but to his stupidity, he couldn't find the trace of the hateful demigod mole ant.
"You Rong, where is this son hidden?"
Pan de looked at the old man around him. The old man's divine sense was the strongest of the three. Although his cultivation was only in the middle stage of the God, his divine sense was close to the later stage of the God.
The old man looked embarrassed and said, "young master, I didn't find that guy!"
Pan de was surprised, his eyes were gloomy and said, "it seems that we underestimated that guy. It's not easy for this sub half god to take out 200000 God stones. I'm afraid he has some hidden secret method, so he escaped your divine knowledge."
The old man and the middle-aged man nodded deeply. The middle-aged man said, "young master, what shall we do?"
"Don't worry about him, it's just dark and yellow, but if you meet this little bastard next time, you'll kill him!" Pan de flashed a trace of killing intention in his eyes.
"Youshi is coming. Let's enter duya Pavilion!"
Pande took the old man and middle-aged man into the duya Pavilion.
Not far from duya Pavilion, Zhuo Wen silently looked at Pan de and entered it under the warm hospitality of a maid in front of duya Pavilion.
At the moment, Zhuo Wen's appearance has completely changed. At the moment, he is a morbid white young man with a cloudy look. At a glance, he knows that he is a bad Lord.
When the transformed Zhuo Wen came to the door of duyage, the green shirted woman she met for the first time was standing not far from the door.
"Where is miss Wushang playing?" Zhuo Wen asked gloomily.
The green shirted woman looked at Zhuo Wen with a slight frown, then pointed back and said, "go straight ahead, then turn right, and go all the way to the end, which is the place where Miss Wushang plays, but you need to pay five divine stones first."
Now Zhuo Wen has enough divine stones. Naturally, he doesn't care about the five divine stones. After paying the divine stones, Zhuo Wen enters the duya Pavilion.
According to the green shirt woman's instructions, Zhuo Wen came to the end of the left turn.
This is an open-air site with a large area. A white jade platform is built in the center of the site.
At the moment, a woman with a veil sat cross legged on the high platform.
In front of the woman was a guqin, and two maidservants stood on both sides of the woman.
Zhuo Wen's eyes fell on the woman with the veil. At a glance, he saw that the woman was Mo Yan Wushang.
There are a lot of seats under the white jade platform. At the moment, most of the seats are full of people. However, there are a lot of people here. Although some positions are empty, most monks actually stand under the platform and do not occupy those seats.
As for the three leading Pande, Zhuo Wen found that they were sitting in the most prominent position below. There were many young talents sitting near Pande. A group of people were talking and laughing.
Zhuo Wen grabbed a passing monk and asked, "brother, there are many places here. Why do so many people prefer to stand?"
The friar was also a demigod. He looked up and down at Zhuo Wen and said strangely: "I said brother, don't you know the rules here? The positions here need to be paid by divine stones. The worst of these positions need 500 divine stones, and the better ones are thousands. Most people don't want to spend such money."
Hearing the speech, Zhuo Wen was relieved and immediately said with a smile: "brother, I'm as old as you at first sight. I'm going to buy a place. Do you want to go with me?"
As soon as the friar heard that Zhuo Wen was going to treat, he patted his chest, his face immediately showed an excited color, thumbed up and said, "brother's pride!"
The two candidates took a slightly worse position. After Zhuo Wen paid five hundred sacred stones, they sat on the ground.
"Dare you ask me, brother?"
With Zhuo Wen as the wronged big head, the friar seemed quite happy and his words were full of enthusiasm.
"Longwen!"
Zhuo Wen answered carelessly, but his eyes looked at Pande sitting in a prominent position.
At the moment of entering here, he felt that Pande's eyes towards Mo Yan Wushang were very different, especially the blazing and deep desire for possession in his eyes, which made Zhuo Wen feel a little cold in his heart.
"It turned out to be brother long. I'm here to congratulate him. Now there are not many people as hospitable as brother long. He is lucky that he can get to know brother long." he Mu is very enthusiastic.
Zhuo Wen waved his hand, but pointed to Pande and others in a prominent position: "brother he, that should be the best position? Who can sit in that position?"
He Muhai smiled and said, "brother long, you've asked the right person. I know all of them!"
He Mu pointed to pan de and said, "this man's name is Pan De, but he is a member of the pan family in Jinyang Galaxy near Changhe galaxy. This pan family is not simple. Pan Tian, the master of Jinyang galaxy, is a member of the pan family. In Jinyang galaxy, the pan family has huge power and no one dares to provoke."
"Oh? How old is this man? Is this Pande the descendant of Pan Tian?" Zhuo Wen asked in surprise.
"That's not true, but Pande has a good background and high status in the pan family. Moreover, even the insignificant people in the pan family are much more noble than us."
Speaking of this, he Mu's eyes are a little dim. He was born in casual cultivation. He depends on himself to cultivate everything. Even the divine stone should be able to save. Compared with the rich children like Pande who can enjoy countless resources, there is a big gap.
Zhuo Wen nodded. Next, under Zhuo Wen's side attack, Zhuo Wen also learned the identity of several people next to pan de from he mu.
However, it is worth mentioning that the young man in brocade sitting near Pande.
This young man, named Qi Wei, is a descendant of Qi Qi. He is a famous genius in the Changhe star ruling hall. He has practiced for only a hundred years and is already in the middle of the God of heaven.
"Brother long, miss Wushang is going to play soon. It should be your first time to listen to miss Wushang's music and Fu? I can tell you that miss Wushang's music and Fu is really worth listening to."
"If you are a friar who has listened to the song and Fu of miss Wushang, your thoughts will disappear. Even in the rhythm of the music, you can feel a little. It can be said that miss Wushang's song and Fu is very magical."
Speaking of Mo Yan's music without sorrow, he Mu's face turned red and looked very excited.
Hearing he Mu's praise, Zhuo Wen was surprised. He hadn't heard the music of Wushang, but it didn't seem as magical as he Mu said.
"Miss Wushang is going to start playing!" he Mu said suddenly.
Zhuo Wen's attention was also on the high platform. Not only him, but all the monks around the high platform were staring at the Mo Yan Wushang on the high platform.
Dong!
Mo Yan's slender jade fingers moved slowly on the surface of the Guqin.
The strings whispered, like the water of the ditch murmuring to the crops on the bank, and like a trickle, flowing slowly in everyone's heart.
Around the originally noisy high platform, at the moment of the sound of the piano, they quieted down one after another. Most monks closed their eyes and listened quietly to the sound of the piano.
When the piano sound sounded, Zhuo Wen was shocked. He heard a trace of rhyme from the piano sound.
The rhyme and meaning of this silk road are somewhat similar, but they are completely different.
Zhuo Wen quietly listened to the Tao rhyme in the piano sound. Suddenly, he thought about the Tao meaning he had realized. He found that his Tao meaning surged under the action of this rhythm.
At the moment, Zhuo Wen was quite shocked. He was sure that the original Wushang piano sound didn't have this silk rhyme at all. He knew that this rhyme was probably understood by Wushang later.
Although he didn't know what power it was, he could guess that this rhyme was absolutely the same mysterious power as Tao meaning.
"When did Wushang realize such mysterious power?" Zhuo Wen stared at the woman on the high platform, his eyes showing the color of meditation.
Almost everyone here closed their eyes and listened carefully to the artistic conception and perception brought by the melody.
Only Zhuo Wen and another person were completely unaffected by the piano sound.
Zhuo Wen has the power of Tao and meaning, and the power of implication in the piano sound should be the same as Zhuo Wen's Tao and meaning, so it can not affect Zhuo Wen.
Not far from Zhuo Wen, in another remote corner, a woman wrapped in a thick black robe was difficult to see the dark shadow of her face, hidden in the dark, silently paying attention to Mo Yan Wushang.
"This son is not affected at all by the power of phonology?"
The mysterious black robed man also noticed the unaffected Zhuo Wen, but murmured in surprise.
The mysterious black robed man is like darkness. Even Zhuo Wen is unaware of it. It can be seen that the black robed man is very complicated.
The piano sound slowly went away, which gave everyone a sense of loss. Obviously, everyone didn't want to wake up from the piano sound so early.
"Wu Shang's piano sound is still so charming. I really want to listen to another song!" he Mu said with some melancholy.
Mo Yan's song of no sorrow fell, so he slowly stood up, picked up the Guqin and planned to leave the high platform.
"Miss Wushang, stay for a while!"
Suddenly, Pande, sitting on the throne, suddenly shouted.
Pande's voice was so loud that it broke the tranquility here in an instant, which made many monks frown slightly.
However, after seeing that the owner of the voice was pan De, although they were dissatisfied, they didn't dare to show it too much. They knew that Pan De's background was not small.
Mo Yan Wushang stopped, looked at Pan de lightly and said, "what's the matter?"
Pan de arched his hand and said with a smile, "miss Wushang, please honor the Phoenix's request for a mate you promised last time."
Pan De's words set off an uproar.
All the people present are not fools. How can they not know what it means to play Phoenix to ask for a mate?
Mo Yan Wushang's pretty face changed slightly and said in a deep voice, "childe pan, you can eat rice indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense. When did Wushang promise you to play Phoenix to ask for a mate?"
Pan de took out a token engraved with the word "Ya" from his arms and said, "then I think Miss Wushang knows what this token is? No matter whether Miss Wushang has promised or not, please promise pan this unkind request today."
"You Rong, where is this son hidden?"
Pan de looked at the old man around him. The old man's divine sense was the strongest of the three. Although his cultivation was only in the middle stage of the God, his divine sense was close to the later stage of the God.
The old man looked embarrassed and said, "young master, I didn't find that guy!"
Pan de was surprised, his eyes were gloomy and said, "it seems that we underestimated that guy. It's not easy for this sub half god to take out 200000 God stones. I'm afraid he has some hidden secret method, so he escaped your divine knowledge."
The old man and the middle-aged man nodded deeply. The middle-aged man said, "young master, what shall we do?"
"Don't worry about him, it's just dark and yellow, but if you meet this little bastard next time, you'll kill him!" Pan de flashed a trace of killing intention in his eyes.
"Youshi is coming. Let's enter duya Pavilion!"
Pande took the old man and middle-aged man into the duya Pavilion.
Not far from duya Pavilion, Zhuo Wen silently looked at Pan de and entered it under the warm hospitality of a maid in front of duya Pavilion.
At the moment, Zhuo Wen's appearance has completely changed. At the moment, he is a morbid white young man with a cloudy look. At a glance, he knows that he is a bad Lord.
When the transformed Zhuo Wen came to the door of duyage, the green shirted woman she met for the first time was standing not far from the door.
"Where is miss Wushang playing?" Zhuo Wen asked gloomily.
The green shirted woman looked at Zhuo Wen with a slight frown, then pointed back and said, "go straight ahead, then turn right, and go all the way to the end, which is the place where Miss Wushang plays, but you need to pay five divine stones first."
Now Zhuo Wen has enough divine stones. Naturally, he doesn't care about the five divine stones. After paying the divine stones, Zhuo Wen enters the duya Pavilion.
According to the green shirt woman's instructions, Zhuo Wen came to the end of the left turn.
This is an open-air site with a large area. A white jade platform is built in the center of the site.
At the moment, a woman with a veil sat cross legged on the high platform.
In front of the woman was a guqin, and two maidservants stood on both sides of the woman.
Zhuo Wen's eyes fell on the woman with the veil. At a glance, he saw that the woman was Mo Yan Wushang.
There are a lot of seats under the white jade platform. At the moment, most of the seats are full of people. However, there are a lot of people here. Although some positions are empty, most monks actually stand under the platform and do not occupy those seats.
As for the three leading Pande, Zhuo Wen found that they were sitting in the most prominent position below. There were many young talents sitting near Pande. A group of people were talking and laughing.
Zhuo Wen grabbed a passing monk and asked, "brother, there are many places here. Why do so many people prefer to stand?"
The friar was also a demigod. He looked up and down at Zhuo Wen and said strangely: "I said brother, don't you know the rules here? The positions here need to be paid by divine stones. The worst of these positions need 500 divine stones, and the better ones are thousands. Most people don't want to spend such money."
Hearing the speech, Zhuo Wen was relieved and immediately said with a smile: "brother, I'm as old as you at first sight. I'm going to buy a place. Do you want to go with me?"
As soon as the friar heard that Zhuo Wen was going to treat, he patted his chest, his face immediately showed an excited color, thumbed up and said, "brother's pride!"
The two candidates took a slightly worse position. After Zhuo Wen paid five hundred sacred stones, they sat on the ground.
"Dare you ask me, brother?"
With Zhuo Wen as the wronged big head, the friar seemed quite happy and his words were full of enthusiasm.
"Longwen!"
Zhuo Wen answered carelessly, but his eyes looked at Pande sitting in a prominent position.
At the moment of entering here, he felt that Pande's eyes towards Mo Yan Wushang were very different, especially the blazing and deep desire for possession in his eyes, which made Zhuo Wen feel a little cold in his heart.
"It turned out to be brother long. I'm here to congratulate him. Now there are not many people as hospitable as brother long. He is lucky that he can get to know brother long." he Mu is very enthusiastic.
Zhuo Wen waved his hand, but pointed to Pande and others in a prominent position: "brother he, that should be the best position? Who can sit in that position?"
He Muhai smiled and said, "brother long, you've asked the right person. I know all of them!"
He Mu pointed to pan de and said, "this man's name is Pan De, but he is a member of the pan family in Jinyang Galaxy near Changhe galaxy. This pan family is not simple. Pan Tian, the master of Jinyang galaxy, is a member of the pan family. In Jinyang galaxy, the pan family has huge power and no one dares to provoke."
"Oh? How old is this man? Is this Pande the descendant of Pan Tian?" Zhuo Wen asked in surprise.
"That's not true, but Pande has a good background and high status in the pan family. Moreover, even the insignificant people in the pan family are much more noble than us."
Speaking of this, he Mu's eyes are a little dim. He was born in casual cultivation. He depends on himself to cultivate everything. Even the divine stone should be able to save. Compared with the rich children like Pande who can enjoy countless resources, there is a big gap.
Zhuo Wen nodded. Next, under Zhuo Wen's side attack, Zhuo Wen also learned the identity of several people next to pan de from he mu.
However, it is worth mentioning that the young man in brocade sitting near Pande.
This young man, named Qi Wei, is a descendant of Qi Qi. He is a famous genius in the Changhe star ruling hall. He has practiced for only a hundred years and is already in the middle of the God of heaven.
"Brother long, miss Wushang is going to play soon. It should be your first time to listen to miss Wushang's music and Fu? I can tell you that miss Wushang's music and Fu is really worth listening to."
"If you are a friar who has listened to the song and Fu of miss Wushang, your thoughts will disappear. Even in the rhythm of the music, you can feel a little. It can be said that miss Wushang's song and Fu is very magical."
Speaking of Mo Yan's music without sorrow, he Mu's face turned red and looked very excited.
Hearing he Mu's praise, Zhuo Wen was surprised. He hadn't heard the music of Wushang, but it didn't seem as magical as he Mu said.
"Miss Wushang is going to start playing!" he Mu said suddenly.
Zhuo Wen's attention was also on the high platform. Not only him, but all the monks around the high platform were staring at the Mo Yan Wushang on the high platform.
Dong!
Mo Yan's slender jade fingers moved slowly on the surface of the Guqin.
The strings whispered, like the water of the ditch murmuring to the crops on the bank, and like a trickle, flowing slowly in everyone's heart.
Around the originally noisy high platform, at the moment of the sound of the piano, they quieted down one after another. Most monks closed their eyes and listened quietly to the sound of the piano.
When the piano sound sounded, Zhuo Wen was shocked. He heard a trace of rhyme from the piano sound.
The rhyme and meaning of this silk road are somewhat similar, but they are completely different.
Zhuo Wen quietly listened to the Tao rhyme in the piano sound. Suddenly, he thought about the Tao meaning he had realized. He found that his Tao meaning surged under the action of this rhythm.
At the moment, Zhuo Wen was quite shocked. He was sure that the original Wushang piano sound didn't have this silk rhyme at all. He knew that this rhyme was probably understood by Wushang later.
Although he didn't know what power it was, he could guess that this rhyme was absolutely the same mysterious power as Tao meaning.
"When did Wushang realize such mysterious power?" Zhuo Wen stared at the woman on the high platform, his eyes showing the color of meditation.
Almost everyone here closed their eyes and listened carefully to the artistic conception and perception brought by the melody.
Only Zhuo Wen and another person were completely unaffected by the piano sound.
Zhuo Wen has the power of Tao and meaning, and the power of implication in the piano sound should be the same as Zhuo Wen's Tao and meaning, so it can not affect Zhuo Wen.
Not far from Zhuo Wen, in another remote corner, a woman wrapped in a thick black robe was difficult to see the dark shadow of her face, hidden in the dark, silently paying attention to Mo Yan Wushang.
"This son is not affected at all by the power of phonology?"
The mysterious black robed man also noticed the unaffected Zhuo Wen, but murmured in surprise.
The mysterious black robed man is like darkness. Even Zhuo Wen is unaware of it. It can be seen that the black robed man is very complicated.
The piano sound slowly went away, which gave everyone a sense of loss. Obviously, everyone didn't want to wake up from the piano sound so early.
"Wu Shang's piano sound is still so charming. I really want to listen to another song!" he Mu said with some melancholy.
Mo Yan's song of no sorrow fell, so he slowly stood up, picked up the Guqin and planned to leave the high platform.
"Miss Wushang, stay for a while!"
Suddenly, Pande, sitting on the throne, suddenly shouted.
Pande's voice was so loud that it broke the tranquility here in an instant, which made many monks frown slightly.
However, after seeing that the owner of the voice was pan De, although they were dissatisfied, they didn't dare to show it too much. They knew that Pan De's background was not small.
Mo Yan Wushang stopped, looked at Pan de lightly and said, "what's the matter?"
Pan de arched his hand and said with a smile, "miss Wushang, please honor the Phoenix's request for a mate you promised last time."
Pan De's words set off an uproar.
All the people present are not fools. How can they not know what it means to play Phoenix to ask for a mate?
Mo Yan Wushang's pretty face changed slightly and said in a deep voice, "childe pan, you can eat rice indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense. When did Wushang promise you to play Phoenix to ask for a mate?"
Pan de took out a token engraved with the word "Ya" from his arms and said, "then I think Miss Wushang knows what this token is? No matter whether Miss Wushang has promised or not, please promise pan this unkind request today."
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