Chapter 1946: Do you want to pass me empty gloves?

In fact, Chu Chen had already seen it when he was looking at it just now. There was almost no crack around this white courtyard. Obviously this is a good place.

It was completely unaffected by space cracks, and turned out to be the safest stronghold with the highest degree of safety!

After knocking on the door, there was a slight footstep behind the door.

In a moment, the delicate white iron gate slowly opened, and a boy who looked like 13 or 14 years old walked out of it.

He wore a blue-black servant costume, bowed slightly, and said to Chu Chen very politely, "The master of the house is resting. I wonder why you are knocking on the door?"

"Are you still recruiting piano masters?" Chu Chen went straight in.

"Are you a luthier?"

The Tsing Yi boy's eyes lit up, and Chu Chen also discovered that the spiritual power of this boy was actually half-step Tianhe level, and immediately had a more intuitive understanding of the owner of this golden thread ink bamboo forest.

"People who have heard me play say that my piano art is pretty good." Chu Chen nodded confidently.

The boy looked at him up and down, but shook his head, "You should leave. Regardless of your piano skills, your cultivation level alone is too weak. It is impossible for a monk in the Spirit River Realm to meet our requirements. "

Chu Chen frowned, but there was even a request for cultivation base?

To be honest, he is too lazy to explain the reason for his low cultivation level.

It is said that it is recruiting piano masters, but first of all, people are still measured by the realm of cultivation. Then there is no way to find a place.

Therefore, he didn't explain anything, just nodded indifferently and turned to leave.

Just as soon as the footsteps moved, a gentle voice came from the courtyard:

"Qingsun, please invite the guests in quickly, don't be rude. It's hard to find a piano master in Wangtian Ancient City, and finally one comes, don't neglect."

"Qingsun knows." The boy in Qingyi bowed in the direction of the yard and saluted, then opened the door and said to Chu Chen, "Mr. please come in."

People in the cultivator world generally call him senior brother and sister. This is the first time someone calls him "sir", and it surprised Chu Chen.

This appellation is generally spread in certain families with extremely ancient heritage.

The expert is first, no matter how much respect there is in this "sir", the etiquette alone is already impeccable.

Chu Chen followed the boy named Qingsun into the Baiyuan. Stepping inside the entry is like stepping into another whole new world.

The courtyard is extremely deep, with towering walls and lush trees.

A small stream winds past, passing by rockeries, ponds, and medicinal forests, making it small and exquisite. The road is also built with the flow of the creek, so it appears to be a winding path.

The yard was planted with golden thread and ink bamboo, and the dazzling golden thread shone lightly on the bamboo body. It can be seen that the mok bamboo in this yard grows better than the mok bamboo outside.

After walking for about half a cup of tea, there is still a winding path ahead, as if it can hover endlessly.

Chu Chen was in a calm mood, not impatient or impatient, silently following Qingsun Tong.

Only when he reached a certain distance, a desolate, bleak voice suddenly came from a room not far away.

The voice was deep and heavy, and it sounded like someone was sobbing and crying.

With the appearance of this sound, the surroundings became much desolate inexplicably, and an inexplicable tragic meaning filled the air, which made people feel sad and desolate in their hearts.

"Is this someone blowing the xun? Good rhythm, strong and upright voice, no rush or slow, exuding a bright atmosphere in the silent place. This xun player is a master!"

Chu Chen involuntarily gave a secret compliment.

"Mr. Good ears." Qing Sun Boy smiled faintly, and after another cup of tea, the two came to an independent courtyard.

There was a chubby old man in this yard, who looked like he was in his sixties, and was wearing a white robe that was washed. When Chu Chen and Qing Sun walked in, he was blowing the xun hard, not looking at anyone at all.

The xun of the fat old man is very connotative, deep, thick and solemn. He didn't urge any spiritual power, but when the Xun sound came out, there was an inexplicable sadness in the surrounding air, which made people feel congested, and gave full play to the sound quality characteristics of Xun.

One song must be played, and the remaining sound is endless and endless. The desolate, sad, and sad breath lasted for a long time, fully revealing the clever xun blowing technique of the fat old man.

The old man remembered silently for a moment, then opened his eyes to look at Chu Chen, and slowly asked, "Do you know how to play the piano?"

"Yes." Chu Chen said concisely.

"Very well, just know how to play the piano." The fat old man nodded, "We have been looking for a piano master. Although your cultivation level is not high, we still decided to give you a chance."

"What are you recruiting piano masters for?" Chu Chen asked softly.

"This..., in fact, we only want a luthier for one purpose, and that is to play with us."

The fat old man said, "One of our old friends is only good at playing the piano. Since you can, then please practice with us first."

"If I can meet your requirements, what reward can you give me?" Chu Chen asked the question he cared most.

"remuneration??"

The fat old man was stunned. He didn't seem to expect that Chu Chen's words would say this at all. He was taken aback for a long time before reacting. He looked at Chu Chen with a hint of contempt, "In this ancient city of Wangtian, you can Playing with us is the greatest honor, you still have to pay?"

"Don't... you want to empty the glove white wolf?"

Chu Chen smiled slightly~www.wuxiaspot.com~ White wolf with empty gloves? To you little friend Linghe? "

When Chu Chen choked with a question, he almost didn't come up. The fat old man looked at him with wide eyes and asked, "Did you just enter Wangtian Ancient City for a while?"

"Yeah." Chu Chen nodded, and didn't deny that, after all, it was easy to see.

The fat old man shook his head, quite a little bit helpless, "You haven't heard of us when you first came here, and you can't blame you for this. Let's put it this way, our old friends are trying their best to prepare for one thing, but one is less qualified As long as you can meet our standards and successfully complete that thing with us, then we will give you a semi-chaotic magic weapon."

"Oh?" Chu Chen was a little surprised by the semi-Chaos-level magical item when he shot it. Then he smiled and asked, "What if the semi-chaotic-level magical item you gave me is not of interest to me? "

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