"Dang! Dang Dang! Dang Dang! Dang Dang Dang Dang …! "
Suddenly, the sound of a piano appeared out of nowhere. It was like a sword from the sky, blocking the two experts' confrontation.
"Oh?"
The old manor master's expression changed. He stopped playing the piano and listened curiously.
Another piano piece? Not Canon?
There was only one piano in Silver Moon City, and only one person knew how to play it. Gu Hai?
Gu Hai fought back with a piano piece?
The old manor master listened with interest.
A piano piece.
It was indeed played by Gu Hai, and he had activated the sound amplification array.
Gu Hai did not want to play a piece without a mood. However, Long Wanqing's five senses were fading quickly. Could she be indifferent? Furthermore, his subordinates were also incomparably terrified at this moment. Their five senses had disappeared. Could it be that they were all going to become cripples?
Whether it was effective or not, he had to try.
After thinking for a while, Gu Hai slowly placed his fingers on the piano and started playing.
Dang! Dang Dang! Dang Dang! Dang Dang Dang Dang …!
As soon as Gu Hai started playing, the frightened cultivators suddenly fell silent.
"Is Mr. Goode playing the piano? Mr. Goode is making a move! "
"Master Gu, hurry up and break through the tragic world. Break through the tragic world!"
"Master Gu, save me. I don't want to go deaf. I still want to play the piano. I don't want to go deaf!"
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Countless cultivators in the surroundings became anxious.
"Oh?" Fairy Wan 'er suddenly raised her eyebrows and looked at Gu Hai.
However, when the piano piece was played, there was no mood at all. There was only a song, an extremely intense song.
"No matter how good your song is, without a mood, how can you fight against me? Haha! You are not qualified to be my opponent! Old Manor Master, are you still not going to make a move? "Fairy Wan 'er narrowed her eyes and continued playing the tragic world.
"Why is it useless? Great Master Gu's song does not contain any state. I can't see anything. What should I do? What should I do?! "Countless cultivators shouted in despair.
In a small courtyard not far away.
Sima Changkong gently strummed the guqin, blocking the invasion of the concept of the tragic world.
"Old Manor Lord, are you still not going to make a move? Heh! "Sima Changkong frowned.
Suddenly, the sound of a piano could be heard.
"Oh? Gu Hai? There's a new song? Not Canon? So intense? However, intense music is useless. Your music has no intent. A Zither Dao master can only infuse his intent into his music for it to possess boundless power. So what if it's intense? "Sima Changkong frowned.
Sima Changkong shook his head with a trace of pity in his eyes. But in the next moment, Sima Changkong was slightly stunned.
"This, Gu Hai's piano piece? It couldn't be, right? Was this a new one created at the last minute? According to this tragic world, create a temporary response to the music? It couldn't be! "Sima Changkong immediately revealed a shocked expression.
The sound of the piano continued.
However, without the intent, the countless cultivators were left with only boundless despair. Slowly, they could no longer see, and their ears were almost deaf.
I am a Zither Dao master.
Why is there no intent when Great Master Gu plays? Why is there no intent?
"What an intense song. However, what's the use of having no intent? Dark clouds are looming over the city. This is a tragic world! What should we do? "Countless cultivators were extremely anxious. …
At Silver Moon Manor:
Yun Mo led the manor disciples to play the guqin, all of them extremely anxious.
"I can't take it anymore. Manor Lord, please help. My ears … my ears are starting to degenerate. Manor Lord, if I become deaf, how am I going to cultivate my Zither Dao?" Yun Mo said anxiously.
"Manor Lord, save me!"
"Manor Lord, the tragic world's intent is getting stronger. What should I do?!"
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The manor disciples were extremely anxious.
"Good, good, good. Good song! What a fighter who doesn't surrender to fate. What a fighter who will fight to the end even if he is deaf! "The old manor lord suddenly laughed.
"Huh?" All the disciples of the Mountain Villa were at a loss.
"The first time is over. Gu Hai? Gu Hai, you actually created a song at the last minute, and it's specifically for the tragic world? Haha, incredible, incredible. Listen to it too! "The old manor lord laughed.
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand slightly.
"Buzz!"
The void trembled slightly.
Suddenly, Gu Hai's piano piece was instantly amplified, and it spread to the entire city.
Gu Hai himself didn't notice, but the entire Silver Moon City suddenly resounded with the sound of Gu Hai's piano.
"Huh?" Fairy Wan 'er's expression changed, and she looked at Gu Hai in surprise.
Gu Hai didn't notice it, but it didn't mean that Fairy Wan 'er didn't notice it. Wan' er's ability as a zither master was terrifying. The sound of the piano piece was suddenly amplified ten times. It was definitely not a sound amplification array, and the source of the amplification came from the Silver Moon Villa.
"Old Manor Lord? Humph, you think Gu Hai's piano piece can break my tragic world? What a joke! "Fairy Wan 'er showed a trace of disdain.
Without the intent, even the strongest song was useless.
In the Silver Moon Villa, the manor disciples looked at the old manor lord blankly.
"What? Why didn't the manor lord do anything? "
"I'm going deaf!"
"This is Gu Hai's piano piece? It's useless. Without the intent, what's the use? "
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While everyone was anxious.
Yun Mo's expression changed slightly, and he was silent for a moment. Suddenly, the sound of the zither in his hand stopped.
Gu Hai's song wasn't long. After listening to it once, Yun Mo learned it. Slowly, Yun Mo played according to Gu Hai's score.
"Ding! Ding ding! Ding ding! Ding ding ding …! "
He didn't imitate the sound of the piano like the old manor lord did. Instead, he only played the zither. After playing the song, Yun Mo's expression changed.
"What a strong fighting spirit!" Yun Mo said in surprise.
After the first time, Yun Mo played the second time.
On the second time, Yun Mo slowly closed his eyes and simulated the intent of the song in his mind.
In the song, Yun Mo saw a high-spirited genius zither master, a great zither master. The great zither master kept composing his own song, but at this moment, the great zither master started to go deaf. He couldn't hear more and more, and panic spread throughout his body.
The Great Zither Master painfully described his current mood. "Pain has already knocked on the door. Once it lives in you, it will never recede. Deafness has already become my torture. I live a miserable life. All this time, I have been avoiding all forms of communication because I can't talk to people. I am deaf! If I were in another profession, maybe I could, but I'm a zither master. This is the most terrible thing. What would my enemies say? Their numbers are quite large! When others speak softly, it's blurry. When others speak loudly, it's unbearable! I often curse my life. My teacher taught me to endure, to endure. What a pitiful refuge, but I have to fight against fate! I can't accept it, I can't accept it, I can't accept it! "
An unyielding will to fight against fate was vented with this song. The great zither master's heroic personality showed the spirit of a warrior who didn't fear fate!
In the face of endless suffering and inner pain, the music itself was full of tolerance for misfortune, challenge and fight against fate, transcendence and sublimation of reality, and persistence and determination for ideals!
Yun Mo seemed to see a powerful warrior who had transcended reality and escaped the hardships of the mortal world. In spirit, he was a victor, a victor who didn't fear fate and resisted fate.
Yun Mo played this song over and over again. As he played, it seemed to vent the fear in his heart, encourage the battle in his heart, and resist this tragic world, resisting this torturous fate.
Weng!
Suddenly, a strong intent seemed to form around Yun Mo. It soared into the sky and rushed towards the dark clouds of fate in the tragic world.
After playing over and over again, Yun Mo suddenly felt much better. The intent of the tragic world was slowly being resisted? Yun Mo's battle intent became stronger, and stronger battle intent soared into the sky.
Around him, a group of Silver Moon Villa disciples imitated Yun Mo and also began to play this song. No intent? Then integrate with the intent that I feel.
In the intent, there was a vigorous vitality, full of the desire for infinity and ideals! It had transcended all the pain, fear, tolerance, and awe of the body and life. It was the sublimation of life.
Weng!
Waves of battle intent soared into the sky.
As they played Gu Hai's song, each zither master seemed to resist the invasion of the tragic world.
Mu Chenfeng played this song not far from Gu Hai and cried in surprise, "I blocked it, it's really effective, it's really effective!"
On the side, Long Wanqing was also learning to play, but she was using the zither.
Gu Hai was slightly stunned. It was really effective? It was good that it was effective.
"This piano piece is called 'Pathos'. Play it with me, infuse your intent into it, and break through this tragic world together!" Gu Hai shouted.
His voice immediately spread throughout the city.
Pathos was one of the best works of the former Earth musician Beethoven. To be precise, Gu Hai played a part of Pathos, the Third Movement of Pathos. The entire Pathos described Beethoven's tragic life. In a tragic life, deafness was the greatest suffering. However, in the face of such a tragic situation, Beethoven still fought against fate. A strong sense of heroism gushed out from this song.
The Third Movement of Pathos used music to bring people out of the shell of life and into the boundless spiritual realm! It instilled the ideals and personality of a hero into people's souls, and instilled the soaring battle intent that refused to accept fate.
Fight against fate! This was the strongest theme of Pathos.
Gu Hai played it over and over again.
As Gu Hai played, countless zither masters around the First Zither Building on this street played along in pain. This was because the zither masters gradually heard the battle intent in Pathos.
That battle intent supported the zither masters to play along.
When they started playing, the zither masters suddenly realized that this song seemed to be specifically targeted at the tragic world. They were gradually able to resist the concept of the tragic world. This discovery made the zither masters even more excited. They no longer cared about the previous song and kept playing Pathos.
Every time they played, a surge of battle intent rushed into the sky along with the sound of the zither, rushing towards the rolling dark clouds.
"Ding! Ding ding! Ding ding! Ding ding ding …! "
When one zither master played, ten other zither masters also found the beauty and played. Hundreds of zither masters played along.
"Pathos" spread throughout the city, and countless Guqin players played along.
Waves of battle intent converged into a long river, constantly bombarding the dark clouds of fate above the city.
"Ding! Ding ding! Ding ding! Ding ding ding ding …! "
"Ding! Ding ding! Ding ding! Ding ding ding …! "
"Ding! Ding ding! Ding ding! Ding ding ding …! "
"Ding! Ding ding! Ding ding! Ding ding ding …! "
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In the beginning, only the zither masters around Gu Hai played. Soon, the entire street was playing Pathos. Then, ten streets played Pathos. Then, one hundred streets played Pathos.
Pathos was like a virus, quickly spreading throughout the entire Silvermoon City.
It was better to save oneself than to ask for help. Ever since they discovered the battle intent of Pathos, all the zither masters started playing.
It was even more intense than Canon. Some people liked Canon, and some didn't. Not everyone played it. But now, in order to save themselves, they all played Pathos.
The entire Silvermoon City was slowly shrouded in Pathos.
Fairy Wan 'er originally looked coldly at Gu Hai. There was a sense of disdain in her eyes. After all, a song without a concept was not threatening at all.
But while playing Pathos while listening to Pathos, Fairy Wan 'er gradually frowned. This song was too appropriate. It was as if Gu Hai had created it on the spot to specifically target her.
Yes, it must have been created on the spot. How could he be so talented? But why did his song not have any concept at all?
Without a concept, so what if it was appropriate? It was useless. It was completely useless!
Fairy Wan 'er sneered.
But gradually, the people around Gu Hai started playing as well.
As they played Pathos, they integrated their own concept. Suddenly, it was as if there was a surge of battle intent soaring into the sky.
"This surge of battle intent? Humph, everyone's understanding of Pathos is different. It is impossible for everyone to have a surge of battle intent. There are big and small battle intents, strong and weak battle intents. Even if you are strong, so what?
My Pathos is a gathering of dark clouds of tragic fate. It is your fate, and it is the sea!
All of you are just small streams of fighting spirit!
Small streams? Can a small stream hit the sea? What a joke, what a joke! "Fairy Wan 'er sneered.
Although her eyes were full of disdain, her playing of Pathos was getting colder and colder.
"Rumble!"
In the sky, the dark clouds were getting thicker and thicker. This was the oppression of fate. If fate wanted you to submit, you had to submit.
Outside Silvermoon Villa.
When the old villa master saw his disciples start playing Pathos, he smiled slowly.
His voice spread outside the villa.
Outside the villa, countless musical instrument masters had come to take the test. They were crying bitterly, unable to accept their tragic fate.
But when the piano piece was played, some of them seemed to be enlightened and started playing. Soon, the sound of Pathos could be heard in the villa as well.
All the musical instrument masters started to learn.
Battle intents like small streams? But there were many people playing!
After playing it for the first time, he had a deeper understanding of Pathetique, and an even more powerful warrior energy soared into the sky.
"Rumble!"
Silvermoon City had a population of 100 million. There were at least a few million musical instrument masters. Tens of millions of people knew how to play the instrument.
It was as if they had received some kind of signal.
All those who knew how to play the instrument played Pathos!
At this moment, the concept of countless musical instrument masters started to attack the dark clouds in the sky. Streams of battle intents converged into rivers of battle intents, which then converged into huge ocean currents.
The huge ocean currents were the fighting spirit of everyone in the city. The fighting intents of everyone in the city attacked the dark clouds of fate.
"Rumble!"
One of the ocean currents collided with the dark clouds of fate. The dark clouds of fate suddenly trembled.
"Rumble!" "Rumble!"
Multiple ocean currents crashed into the dark clouds of fate.
Fate is huge. I have unlimited fighting spirit. I have a heart full of sorrow!
Everyone in the city was playing Pathos. Everyone in the city was following Gu Hai as he played Pathos. Gu Hai was the leader. With the piano piece in the lead, the army of thousands of musical instruments followed. All the musical instruments slowly turned from chaotic to orderly.
The grand sound of sorrow and fighting spirit converged into a vast ocean. It crashed into the ocean of fate.
"Use my sorrow to defeat the tragic world of fate. Break!" Gu Hai shouted.
The fighting intents of everyone in the city crashed into the dark clouds of fate of the tragic world again.
"Rumble!"
The dark clouds suddenly rolled violently, as if they were about to explode.
"What?" Wan'er's expression changed.
The guqin in her hand trembled. She almost lost her grip on it.
"One more time. Play 'Pathos' together. Break through the tribulation of fate with me. Break through with me!" Gu Hai shouted.
"Dong! Dong Dong! Dong Dong! Dong Dong Dong Dong …! "
"Ding! Ding Ding! Ding Ding! Ding Ding Ding Ding …! "
All the musical instrument masters in the city followed Gu Hai's lead. Intense sounds of sorrow rang out again. They attacked the dark clouds of fate again.
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