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Chapter 16 Unsealing The true meaning of a luthier


Among the songs in the system mall list, only these three songs can be exchanged based on Yue Chuyun's current mission point.

A familiar warm current flowed through the whole body, as if there was a person playing the piano in his mind.

Yue Izuyun listened carefully to the melody like a beginner, and his hands began to involuntarily start the melody, which spread along the meridians and spread into the limbs and bones.

The internal force in the body that had not seen any movement for a long time began to circulate.

One week, two weeks, Yue Izuyun felt that the internal force in his body was running faster and faster, and there was even a faint trend that he could not control, and he was suddenly shocked.

But just when he was panicking, the melody in his mind sounded again.

Every beat of the note seemed to lead the internal force back to the right path.

However, even so, the internal force was still out of control, as if waiting for external force to drive him.

Obsessed These four words flashed through Yue Izuyun's mind instantly, but he couldn't figure out why the internal force in his body suddenly lost control.

Although he had never systematically learned martial arts, how could Yue Izuyun, who had watched so many TV series, not know that the internal force was out of control?

What does it mean to a warrior.

"No matter how you go on, you will definitely die because your internal force cannot suppress it.

Since this melody can suppress the movement of internal force in your body, you have to fight for life or death."

The jade flute was then placed in front of him, and a fierce look flashed across Yue Izuyun's face.

Even though he could not control the internal force in his body, which caused a pain like needle pricks in his meridians, he pretended not to feel it and took it as he pleased.

The melody as high as the mountain was played.

Picking lings and picking bitters Jingchai's cloth skirt lives in Shannan Returning home late at night, the sound of the flute comes to Xiao Lang Tears filled with meaning late How embarrassing is it to be worried?

When you travel thousands of miles, don’t send me a message.

I would like to look at the door Somehow, Yue Izumo had heard this melody countless times, but never had he understood it as clearly as he did today.

The pain in the meridians was still there, but Yue Izuyun was still in this incomprehensible realization and couldn't extricate himself.

The sound of the flute suddenly came, and Qin Langge, who was counting his chopsticks downstairs in boredom, immediately looked shocked, and then without hesitation, he hid his right hand in a sword-like shape under the table.

But even so, Qin Langge still felt that there was a vague figure in front of his eyes, which seemed to be a woman leaning on the railing.

Qin Langge forced his eyes open as if to see the woman's face clearly, but no matter what he did, Despite his efforts, he could still only see the tears in the woman's eyes.

"This is too fantasy.

Brother Yue has no inner strength at all.

How can he make his wishes come true?"

Qin Langge could feel the sweat oozing out from his temples, while several similarly bored girls in the distance were all in tears, as if they had thought of something extremely sad.

Hong Yi, who was not far away, watched the scene in front of him quietly, with a vague expression on his face.

Then he sighed with regret, but then smiled.

"Why should Qin Shaoxia be nervous?

Such a touching flute sound is not a terrible martial arts."

Hongyi gently turned his head to look at Qin Langge and said with a smile.

"Looking back, smiling and being charming" Qin Langge finally understood what kind of woman this sentence described.

She was wearing a dress that was so red that it looked like it was tailor-made for her.

The red is dazzling, but her soul-stirring beauty can perfectly control this dazzling.

The dazzling red cannot destroy the aura around her, but complements each other like an obedient child.

"Qin Shaoxia, have you ever heard of a saying that music can speak?

Mr.

Yue's flute can also speak.

As long as you listen carefully, you can naturally hear what the flute is saying.

The height of the mountain is like the moonrise Small, the moonrise is small, how bright, I have been thinking about Mr.

Yue’s talent and learning from afar, where is the woman who can make him fall in love at first sight?”

Qin Langge's expression suddenly changed, but after a long while, he finally retracted the sword finger hidden under the table, not resisting the artistic conception of the flute sound.

"Maybe you are right.

After all, Brother Yue has no intention of harming anyone."

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Qin Langge sighed and said.

Bai Chun, who was in red clothes, chuckled lightly, slowly stretched out her left hand in front of her eyes, and looked thoughtfully at the ring on her ring finger.

The ring was connected to a small silver chain that extended to the bead chain on her wrist.

"As expected of that person's disciple, his thoughts are indeed different from ordinary people.

If other people were here, even if they wouldn't hurt Yue Xiaozi, they would take him back and control him."

"You know my master" "Young master, who is both good and evil, master of medicine and swordsmanship, Lin Langzhao chose to retire from the world in order to avoid being the leader of the martial arts alliance.

How could I not know about it?"

Qin Langge couldn't help but nodded, but then he felt that what Hongyi said was not the real reason.

But before Qin Langge could think about it, he heard Hongyi continue to say: "I am born with a heart that loves Tao, but it is a pity that it can only be limited to the world.

It is really a pity.

Qin Shaoxia, there are many twists and turns in this journey to the world, you still need a lot more Help Zhaoyue boy one or two."

"Brother Yue's personality is similar to mine, so I will help him, but why do you care so much about Brother Yue?"

"Who knows, maybe I don't want to hear such a beautiful flute sound in the future."

Qin Langge didn't need to ask any more questions, because he already had the answer in his mind.

Although he wasn't sure, he wouldn't tell Hong Yi even if he asked.

The sound of the flute was still there, but the two people in the lobby didn't say a word.

Only when the sound of the flute gradually dissipated did Hong Yi slowly get up and leave, while the girls not far away who were crying sadly seemed to have woken up from a dream.

Breaking free from the control of the flute, everyone looked at me with red eyes, as if the sadness in their hearts still lingered and could not be dispelled.

"Just cry if you can't help it.

Mr.

Yue's flute sound is too shocking.

If you are immersed in the sound of the flute, you are suffering."

Hongyi's voice floated over gently, as if it had some convincing magic power, and a faint sound of sobbing came from the previously noisy Qingyan Pavilion.

Qin Langge watched all this in silence, as if it had nothing to do with him, but he couldn't help but be amazed again in his heart.

"Perhaps it's just like what the boss in red said, Brother Yue is really a pity, hey."

Hongyi said yes, and Qin Langge also said it was a pity, but Yue Chuyun didn't know the pity they said.

At the end of the song, the internal energy was already controlled by the sound of the flute.

After this incident, Yue Izuyun felt that the internal energy in his body could be controlled more easily, as if he could mobilize it with just a thought.

Similarly, Yue Izumo also understood that the internal power in his body would suddenly riot.

"Ding, congratulations to the host luthier for upgrading his talent and skills."

"Ding, congratulations to the host for his breakthrough in internal strength and promotion to entry level."

Two consecutive system prompts represented two mission points, but Yue Izuyun seemed to ignore the prompts.

He just closed his eyes and entered the system interface, looking at Qu Jinchaosheng's description in a daze.

The end of the music: the luthier’s talent skill, which can be upgraded and possesses the method of controlling the internal power from the music style he understands.

The more exquisite the music style he understands, the faster his internal power improves.

Enough, seeing these few extra sentences is enough.

The other effects remained unchanged, but these additional descriptions were enough to make Yue Izumo fall into infinite shock.

Luthier, what is a luthier?

Playing the zither and playing music is a luthier in the secular world, a luthier in the world, who integrates emotions into Taoism, uses music and Tao as martial arts, and relies on music as a magic weapon.

This is the real luthier.

Tsuki Izumo understands that since the system unblocked the profession of luthier, his martial arts has embarked on a completely different path from others.

The way of luthier is also the way of music.

No matter what, if he wants to practice martial arts in this life, he has no other way but to learn from the Tao of Music: