Chapter 325: The bell is out, and the instrument is losing sound (third!)

Love the sword, the sword, as its name suggests, is a love sword.

There is historical record that the trumpet bell guqin was finally presented to his wife by a man, and he inlaid the sword of love under the guqin to defend himself.

The Sword of Love is one of the famous swords in the legend. Although it is not as famous as the top ten famous swords in ancient times, its reputation is still widely spread.

This is a special saber for girls. The love sword is as light as water. It is cast from the water of the cold lake and the iron with black ice.

The attribute of the sword is water, which is said to be as small as the innate spirit weapon.

It is based on the trumpet guqin and Zhongqingjian as one, which was recorded as the trumpet Zhongjianqing by later generations.

Thinking back to the information about the bell guqin and Zhong Qingjian, Tang Yinxuan pouted unconsciously.

She took the sword of love from below and gently pulled it away.

"Wow!"

The sword came out of its sheath, and the sound was like running water, very nice.

The whole sword, except for the position of the blade, is all red and looks very beautiful.

The sword is very light, but unusually sharp, like water flowing on it.

Tang Yinxuan waved it lightly, as if the water was turbulent, she only knew a little about swordsmanship, not proficient.

She looked at the position below the bell, and as she expected, there was a sword technique below.

This is love swordsmanship.

"The innate spirit weapon-level bell is close to the innate love sword!"

Tang Yinxuan stroked it lightly, her face full of affection.

But thinking of what it means, his face changed slightly.

"If you accept it, accept it, whatever it means!"

She smiled softly, put the bell back into the piano case very lovingly, and looked at the bright moonlight outside, Tang Yinxuan returned to bed in a good mood and began to rest.

In the early morning of the next day, the entire Jiufeng Mountain became lively, with fairy sounds lingering, and the surrounding birds leaped in the sky.

The entire Jiufeng Mountain, in addition to the sound of music, is the name of various birds.

Thousands of birds danced to the music in this early morning.

The sonorous metallic sound, like the music of gurgling water, the sound of the wind supporting the willows, and the magic sound of Fei Fei.

This is the morning of Tianyinmen, all disciples must practice musical instruments and practice.

Especially today, the entire Jiufeng Mountain is filled with various sounds.

Yesterday, the selection of the saints has ended, and today, the selection of saints will begin.

Tang Yinxuan took the bell and came to the courtyard as usual. She gently wiped the place where the piano was placed.

The carillon was placed on it, and the surrounding sounds did not disturb her mood.

Tang Yinxuan looked at the bell guqin in front of him with beaming eyes, and slowly placed her slender white fingers on it.

"bell!"

A note sounded, and at this moment, the note sounded like a thunder in a radius of one kilometer.

"What's the matter, why is my guqin suddenly no sound?"

"It's strange, what happened, the sound of the sound just now made all other sounds disappear!"

"What's the situation, what's wrong, why is there no sound from my erhu!"

At this moment, there was a loud noise from all around, and a sound of surprise from the Tianyinmen disciple came from all directions.

Tang Yinxuan was taken aback for a moment, staring at her bell with wide eyes, a faint bitter smile appeared on her face, she slowly put it away and returned to the room.

At this moment, on the main peak of Jiufeng Mountain, a woman suddenly opened her eyes, and a ray of light flashed in her eyes.

"What sound? Is it Tianyinqin?"

"It's not like it!"

The woman stood up slowly, closed her eyes and listened quietly, but after hearing no more sound, she sat down with a trace of doubt.

.....

"Yesterday Fan Tianhua became the saint son, today I don't know whose head the saint will end up on!"

"Is it necessary to say? It is definitely Senior Sister Hu. Senior Sister Hu is now a half-step innate cultivation base, with a seven-level guqin and ancient temple, and the strength is absolutely outstanding among female disciples!"

"That's hard to say, Tang Yinxuan, Fang Jiuhua, Ouyang Yan and others have all reached a half-step innate state, and they also have great competitiveness!"

"I think Sister Hu's chance of winning is at least 80%. There is one aspect of strength and power. Now there are many people who support Sister Hu, and Sister Hu has two and a half innate subordinates, one of whom is Tianjiao Shaojie. The twentieth existence!"

When the sun had risen, the disciples of Tianyinmen walked towards the position of the martial arts field.

All the disciples walked and talked, and they didn't pay much attention to the loss of sound of the instrument that happened this morning.

Tang Yinxuan carried two guqins on her back and walked slowly towards the position of the martial arts field, and some disciples around greeted respectfully.

Some disciples took a cold look.

Tianyinmen Martial Arts Field is located in the center of Jiufeng Mountain. There are not many disciples in the entire Holy Gate Tianyinmen. There are only more than 1,000 young people.

They have a dusty temperament, handsome and beautiful appearance, and the appearance of Tianyinmen disciples are very outstanding.

But even here, Tang Yinxuan, with a dusty temperament and a delicate face, is still gorgeous.

One by one disciples came to the martial arts venue, and they stood neatly around waiting there.

Tang Yinxuan's arrival has attracted the attention of many people.

In addition to her, there are several women who are particularly dazzling.

"Senior Sister Hu is here!"

At this moment, a voice came from all around, and everyone looked around and saw a charming and charming young woman approaching.

She was dressed in black, like a fairy in the night, and her every move attracted the attention of all the boys present.

Many young disciples couldn't help but swallowed and spit.

She is a rare disciple of Tianyinmen who practices Fai Fei Moyin.

Behind the young woman were two young people, followed behind her with a arrogant face, and glanced around, even though they were surrounded by outstanding disciples of Tianyinmen, they still carried a hint of arrogance.

"Hey, look, Sister Hu did not bring her Guchaqin, but brought another Guqin."

"Really, it looks a little ordinary, but with Senior Sister Hu's strength, even if she uses ordinary Guqin, others are not her opponents!"

"The Son of God is here!"

At this moment, Shengzi, wearing a luxurious Tianyinmen costume, walked over with his head slightly raised, and followed him with a dozen disciples respectfully behind him.

The Son of God has no expression on his face, looks very cold, arrogant, cold, and extraordinary.

"Son!"

The crowd around respectfully yelled to the son.

Shengzi nodded faintly, and went directly to a chair under the stage to sit down.

This is a chair that only the top of Tianyinmen are qualified to sit down, and Shengzi naturally has this qualification.

Soon, the elders, deputy heads, and heads of Tianyinmen walked over here.