Gu Hai played the "Canon in D Major," the most perfect Canon. It was also the only Canon that was publicly recognized on Earth in the past.
There was no powerful state of mind that a zither master would infuse. There was only a lingering melody, one that overlapped with the other, rising and falling continuously. In the melody, there were many notes that kept repeating. However, this repetition did not give off a monotonous feeling at all. The more one listened to it, the more one wanted to listen to it.
There was no state, only the melody. However, this melody seemed to suppress countless states.
Silver Moon City's cultivators had extraordinary musical talent. Although there was no state, the melody had endless aftertaste.
Below the Best Zither Pavilion on this street, the cultivators who were originally prepared to see Gu Hai make a fool of himself slowly turned serious.
The people here had heard all sorts of classic songs before. However, they had never heard this song before.
Many people closed their eyes.
There was no state in the zither music. In that case, let's listen to the melody and simulate a state in our minds.
Many people slowly became intoxicated with the melody.
Long Wanqing, Venerable Liu Nian, and Shangguan Hen slowly immersed themselves in this moving song.
However, Mu Chenfeng goggled as she kept muttering, "That's impossible. What song is Gu Hai playing? Why is it so nice even though I have never heard it before? "
At the Best Zither Pavilion on the other side:
Young Master An and Jiang Tianyi's expressions turned increasingly sullen. The two were extremely skilled at music. However, it was precisely because they were skilled that they could hear the extraordinariness of this song.
Originally, such a moving song should have been pleasing to the eyes. However, at this moment, it sounded like the voice of hell, a declaration of war against him.
"How can this be? Piano? This song can be played with other instruments as well. However, why is it the piano for the first performance? Where did he get such a good song from? Where did he get it from? "Young Master An said with a sullen expression.
"Young Master An, this song contains joy and sorrow. I even heard the cycle of life and death. How can a song without a state achieve such an effect? Gu Hai? Piano? "Jiang Tianyi said with an ugly expression.
Countless people who knew music stopped everything and listened carefully when they heard this song.
This was a baptism of the soul. While listening to the music, it was as if they had forgotten all the disturbances of the outside world. As they listened, it was as if they were happy and sad along with the music.
In the Number One Under Heaven Pavilion, some people who had come to buy zithers suddenly stopped in their tracks.
"Sir, do you want this harmonica?"
"Don't be noisy!"
"Sir, you haven't paid yet?"
"I don't want it! Don't stop me! "
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One by one, the people who came to buy the zither stopped what they were doing and slowly walked out of the Number One Pavilion. Along with the others, they looked at the man in the tuxedo on the balcony of the Number One Zither Building across the street, Gu Hai.
After the song ended, Gu Hai repeated it again.
This was the charm of a divine song. You could listen to it again and again, and you wouldn't get tired of it at all.
More and more people gathered around the balcony.
Through the sound amplification array, the sound spread in all directions of Silver Moon City.
In various places, people were originally busy with their own matters. However, at this moment, they suddenly stopped.
"Old Wang, stop playing your zither. Listen, listen, listen quickly. What song is this? Why do I hear a sense of sorrow? "
"What sorrow? This is clearly happy music!"
"No, no, I feel like it's a lingering love song!"
"No, I feel like it's a separation of life and death!"
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Gradually, the people stopped arguing. The sound amplification array was maintained at one-tenth of the city.
The other ninety percent of the city was noisy, but this one-tenth of the city was silent. There was only one voice, Canon's voice.
There was no state of mind, only the gentle changes of the tune. But it was this tune that captured the hearts of countless people in an instant.
In a small courtyard not far from the World's Number One Zither Tower, a white-clothed woman with a veil covered her face. Her graceful figure was exquisite, and the incense burned in the incense burner. The woman stroked the zither, creating an extremely beautiful scene. If there were cultivators here, they would definitely recognize her. This woman was Fairy Wan 'er, who had been invited by the World's Number One Zither Tower not long ago to play the zither. She was also the great zither master who had been replaced by the sound of the zither when Gu Hai had entered the city.
Fairy Wan 'er frowned at first when Canon's voice came from outside. It was so loud that it disturbed her composing. But then, Canon's tune came. The rolling and lingering tune repeated itself, but slowly replaced Fairy Wan' er with an indescribable feeling.
"This … the notes keep repeating, but it's not monotonous at all. This song is simple and complex. Has it reached perfection? Who is it? "Fairy Wan 'er stood up in surprise.
The sound amplification array could only cover one-tenth of Silver Moon City. Naturally, it did not reach Silver Moon Mountain Villa.
Outside Silver Moon Mountain Villa, countless great zither masters came to play their best songs in anticipation of passing Silver Moon Mountain Villa's test.
In a pavilion in the mountain villa, the old Villa Master was wiping his zither. Suddenly, he raised his eyebrows and showed a trace of surprise.
Ding! Ding! Ding!
The old Villa Master stretched out his hand and moved the zither. Suddenly, a strange note rushed out.
When the note came out, the faces of the cultivators playing the zither changed. Because their zithers suddenly stopped playing?
Stopped playing?
Everyone quickly played their zithers, but there was no sound.
"What's going on? My zither can't make any sound? "
"Mine too!"
"That's not right. The strings are trembling. This is a sound wave. A sound wave that exceeds the range of our hearing. Someone is playing the zither and resonating with our zithers? "
"Who? Who can affect my zither playing?"
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All the Guqin Dao Masters were shocked. Whose Guqin Dao skills were so strong?
Just as everyone was panicking, a disciple of Silver Moon Mountain Villa walked out.
"The Villa Master has ordered you to stay calm. The Sound Canceling Spell just now was used by the Villa Master. Everyone, keep quiet. Don't disturb the Villa Master from listening to the song!" The disciple of Silver Moon Mountain Villa shouted.
"Ah? Yes! "The great zither masters opened their mouths and nodded blankly.
Was it the old Villa Master's Sound Canceling Spell? That's normal. But whose song could make the old Villa Master care so much? We can't hear anything.
In the pavilion in the mountain villa:
The old Villa Master was listening to the song, but no one else could hear it. Everyone was puzzled.
The old Villa Master smiled slightly and stretched out his hand to pluck the zither.
Weng!
The void trembled slightly. Then, in this trembling void, the song "Canon" suddenly came out.
The melodious song made the eyes of the disciples of Silver Moon Mountain Villa light up.
The old Villa Master listened to the song. Soon, Gu Hai finished playing "Canon" again. Gu Hai started to play the song for the third time. But after three times, he still didn't seem to be tired of it.
"Yun Mo, what do you think of this song?" The old Villa Master smiled and asked.
"It gives me a kind of shiver that penetrates my spine and reaches the depths of my soul!" Yun Mo, a man in green, exclaimed.
"Oh? What do you think? "The old Villa Master looked at the others.
"I feel sad. It's like the separation of life and death!"
"I feel happy. It's like the first awakening of love!"
"I feel happy. The happiness of liking a person?"
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Everyone had different expressions. It was as if they had seen different things.
"Villa Master, I feel that everyone has a different feeling when they hear it. This song seems to be telling a story. The first part of the song seems to be reminiscing about something. It's a calm and gentle whisper, as if it's asking itself, 'Do you still remember those times?' Do you still remember those beautiful and sorrowful love?
The next part makes me feel very sad. It seems to be telling me that I can't get those times back. There's no more beauty. Love is gone. Everything is in the past. Only melancholy and sorrow are left.
The song keeps repeating. It seems to be saying that what goes around is time. What can't be returned is also time. In the long river of time, although many things settle down with time, there's a scar that can't be erased. It leaves us to remember it carefully. Even when we have one foot in the grave, we still can't erase this sorrow! "Yun Mo said again.
Yun Mo's explanation made the old Villa Master nod his head in satisfaction.
"Although I'm still not familiar with the song, it's a rare song. Piano? Is this a piano song? "The old Villa Master showed a trace of doubt.
With a wave of his hand, Gu Hai's piano song disappeared.
The old Villa Master stroked his guqin and played it with his own guqin. It was still "Canon," but this time, he used his guqin to simulate the sound of "Canon".
Compared to Gu Hai's performance, it was even more profound and spiritual.
Gradually, the people in front of them seemed to see a real picture.
In the picture, a little boy who became an orphan because of the war was adopted by a kind guqin master. He learned how to play the piano from the master and became better and better at it. When he grew up, he became a famous guqin master.
One day, a beautiful rich family's daughter accidentally entered the guqin master's residence. She was moved by the guqin master's music and fell in love with him.
The rich family's daughter asked the guqin master to be her teacher. She wanted to learn the guqin, and the guqin master gladly accepted.
However, the rich family's daughter's heart was on the guqin master. She had no interest in learning the guqin. Therefore, although she learned for a long time, she was still a mess. The guqin master was very disappointed. He was very angry that the rich family's daughter didn't like to learn the guqin and chased her away.
The rich family's daughter was heartbroken and felt wronged. She swore to the guqin master that she would learn the guqin well and become the best in the local area.
After the rich family's daughter returned home, she practiced the guqin every day without a moment of rest. She was very hardworking and very serious. Finally, after half a year, she became the best in the local area.
She took the first place to confess to the guqin master. However, the guqin master was conscripted and brought to the battlefield.
The rich family's daughter kept waiting for the guqin master. She was determined to wait for his return. She waited for three years.
During this time, the son of a village chief took a fancy to the rich family's daughter. He proposed to her many times but failed. In order to make her give up, he set a trap. He had people bring back a broken corpse from the battlefield and told her that it was the guqin master. Then, he proposed to her with a large number of gifts.
However, the rich family's daughter didn't care about the proposal at all. Instead, she hugged the broken corpse and cried for three days and three nights. On the third day, she committed suicide at the place where the guqin master taught her how to play the guqin.
The second month after the rich family's daughter committed suicide, the guqin master returned.
It turned out that not long after he chased the rich family's daughter away, the guqin master missed her. Without the rich family's daughter, he lost a lot of happiness. Only when he lost something did he know how to cherish it. It turned out that he had unknowingly fallen in love with her.
Half a year after the rich family's daughter left, the guqin master began to write a song. He wanted to use this song to propose to her. During this half a year, countless thoughts gathered in one-third of the song. However, suddenly, the war began and the guqin master was conscripted.
During the three years on the battlefield, the guqin master wrote another one-third of the song. The song was filled with thoughts of the rich family's daughter and the sadness of separation.
When the war ended and the guqin master hurriedly rushed back, what he received was unacceptable news.
When he heard the villagers tell the story of the rich family's daughter, the guqin master roared and cried. In the following week, she felt the pain of being separated by life and death. Finally, a week later, in front of the grave of the rich family's daughter, he played the song of his proposal. Together with the last one-third of the song, it contained the guqin master's endless thoughts and endless sorrow.
When the villagers heard this song and saw the guqin master's deep feelings in front of the grave of the rich family's daughter, they all shed tears. After the song ended, the guqin master also ended his life at the place where the rich family's daughter died.
The scene came to an abrupt end. The eyes of the disciples in front of the Old Manor Lord turned red.
Gu Hai's song had no artistic conception, but the Old Manor Lord expressed this artistic conception. It was a very sad and moving story.
"Yun Mo, what do you think?" The Old Manor Lord asked.
"The Manor Lord used artistic conception to show the full picture of the story. Only then did we understand. The song repeated, but it was the guqin master continuously telling the rich family's daughter of his love and longing!" Yun Mo analyzed.
"Yes, only the song, no artistic conception? Haha, this piano player is really interesting! "The Old Manor Lord laughed.
"Ah? No artistic conception? "Yun Mo was surprised.
"Does the guqin have to have artistic conception?" The Old Manor Lord laughed.
"But this is just an ordinary song?" Yun Mo frowned.
"It is an ordinary song, but is the composer the same as the guqin master?" The Old Manor Lord shook his head.
"Huh?"
"To be able to compose this song, he is qualified to participate in the Guqin Teaching Conference. Go and give me a qualification card. Also, bring back a piano for me to see!" The Old Manor Lord laughed.
"Yes, I will go right away. But, he only has the song. Giving him a qualification card, won't it be a little …!" Yun Mo smiled bitterly.
"Silly, don't you understand? He is not just a guqin master. Go! "The Old Manor Lord laughed.
"Yes!"
The First Guqin Building on this street.
Gu Hai played a total of five times.
"Weng!"
The last note ended.
The surroundings were quiet. Many people were immersed in the song.
Gu Hai smiled slightly. "This song is called 'Canon'. I played it five times with the piano. I think all the guqin masters have already memorized it. I welcome all of you to play 'Canon' with various instruments!"
Gu Hai's voice was transmitted in all directions through the sound amplification array.
"Canon? This is called Canon? "
"Canon, listen well!"
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Countless xiuzhe in the surroundings slowly woke up from Canon's music.
Not far from the Number One Guqin Tower on this street, there were a few cultivators who were frowning at this moment.
They were zither grandmasters that Jiang Tianyi had invited. Originally, they had planned to criticize the piano after Gu Hai performed the piano piece, criticizing the piano until it was completely destroyed.
However, at this moment, after five performances of Canon, the guqin masters opened their mouths but did not know what to say.
Could this song still be approved?
"Everyone, it's almost time. Go!" Jiang Tianyi's voice suddenly sounded.
The guqin masters' faces turned ugly. However, they had received benefits from the Number One Guqin Tower, so they could only brace themselves for now.
The first guqin master stepped forward. "It's just so so. It's unbearable to listen to, hopeless, ridiculous!"
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