Chapter: 3199

Hearing this, Zhuo Wen was also relieved, and immediately smiled and said: "Brother, I hit it off with you immediately, I plan to buy a seat, do you want to go with me?"

As soon as the monk heard it, he knew that Zhuo Wen was going to treat him. He patted his chest, his face suddenly showed excitement, and he gave a thumbs up and said, "Brother, you are so proud!"

The two chose a slightly worse position. After Zhuo Wen paid five hundred divine stones, the two sat on the floor.

"Dare to ask your brother's name?"

With Zhuo Wen taking advantage of the treat, the monk seemed quite happy, and his words were full of enthusiasm.

"Longwen!"

Zhuo Wen answered casually, but looked at Pan De who was sitting in a prominent position.

The moment he first entered this place, he felt that Pan De looked at Mo Yan Wushang very differently, especially the burning and possessive desire in his eyes, which made Zhuo Wen's heart a little cold.

"It turned out to be Brother Long. I'm next, He Mu. Now there are not many people as hospitable as Brother Long. It's a blessing for He to get to know Brother Long." Homeu said enthusiastically.

Zhuowen waved his hand, but pointed to Pan De and others who were in a prominent position and said, "Brother He, that should be the best position, right? Who are the people who can sit in that position?"

Ho Mu chuckled, and said, "Brother Long, you are asking the right person, I know all of these!"

As he said that, Homeo pointed to Pan De and said, "This person's name is Pan De, but he is from the Pan family in the Jinyang galaxy near the Changhe galaxy. This Pan family is not simple. Pan Tian, ??the master of the Jinyang galaxy, is a member of the Pan family. It is so powerful that no one dares to provoke it."

"Oh? Is this person so old? Is this Pan De a descendant of Pan Tian?" Zhuo Wen asked in surprise.

"That's not true, but Pan De's background in the Pan family is not low, and his status is quite high, and even if he is an insignificant person in the Pan family, he is much more noble than our casual cultivators."

Speaking of this, Homeo's eyes dimmed a little. He was born as a casual cultivator, and he relied on himself to cultivate everything. Even if he could save the god stone, he could save it. Compared with a rich boy like Pan De who can enjoy countless resources, the gap is too big. big.

Zhuowen nodded, and then, under Zhuowen's side attack, Zhuowen also learned the identities of the people next to Pan De from Homeo.

However, what is worth mentioning is the young man in a brocade suit sitting closest to Pan De.

The name of this young man is Qi Wei, he is a descendant of Qi Qi, and he is a very famous genius in the Changhe Star Ruler Palace.

"Brother Long, Miss Wushang is about to perform. This is the first time you have heard Miss Wushang's Fu, right? Let me tell you, Miss Wushang's Fu is really worth listening to."

"But for any monk who has listened to Miss Wushang's Fu, the distracting thoughts in his heart will disappear, and even in the melody of the music, you can still feel a little bit. It can be said that Miss Wushang's Fu is amazing."

When it came to Mo Yan Wushang's music, Ho Mu's face turned red and he was very excited.

Zhuo Wen was surprised when he heard that Homeo was full of praise. It's not that he has never heard Wushang's piano sound, but it seems that it is not as magical as Homeo said.

"Miss Wushang is about to start playing!" He Mu said suddenly.

Zhuo Wen's attention was also placed on the high platform, not only him, but all the monks around the high platform were staring at Mo Yan Wushang on the high platform.

Boom!

I saw Mo Yan Wushang's slender fingers plucking slowly on the surface of the guqin.

The strings whispered softly, as if the water in the ditch was whispering to the crops on the bank, or like a trickle, slowly flowing in the hearts of everyone.

The area around the originally noisy high platform became quiet the moment the zither sounded. Most of the monks closed their eyes and listened quietly to the sound of the zither.

The moment the piano sounded, Zhuo Wen was startled suddenly. He could hear a trace of Dao rhyme from the piano sound.

This silk dao rhyme is somewhat similar to dao yi, but it is completely different.

Zhuo Wen listened quietly to the Dao rhyme in the sound of the piano, and suddenly thought of the Dao meaning he had comprehended at the beginning, and found that under the influence of this rhythm, his Dao meaning actually surged.

At this moment, Zhuo Wen was quite shocked. He was sure that Wushang's qin sound did not have such a dao rhyme at all. He knew that Wushang probably comprehended this dao rhyme later.

Although he didn't know what kind of power it was, he could guess that this dao rhyme was definitely as profound as dao yi.

"When did Wushang comprehend such a mysterious power?" Zhuo Wen stared at the woman on the high platform with a pensive look in his eyes.

In the audience, almost everyone closed their eyes in the connotation of the piano sound, and listened carefully to the artistic conception and perception brought by the rhythm.

Only Zhuo Wen and the other person were not affected by the sound of the piano at all.

Zhuowen is because he has the power of Taoism, and the power of implication in the sound of the piano should be from the same line as Zhuowen's Taoism, so it can't affect Zhuowen.

And not far from Zhuo Wen, in another remote corner, a black figure wrapped in a thick black robe, whose face was hard to see clearly, hid in the darkness, watching Mo Yan Wushang silently.

"Under the power of phonology, this child is not affected at all?"

The mysterious man in black also noticed Zhuo Wen who was not affected, but murmured in surprise. JrNovels.com