Volume 1 Chapter 377 Musical Instruments

Chapter 377 Musical Instruments

After the spiritual power cannon was fired, five masters walked out of the town. Jin Wu sighed: "It's better to be a step slower, the thief's reaction is not fast." Twenty-four stars said: "The middle-grade flying gun he used is naturally fast." Jin Liu He also sighed: "I have been preparing for several days, but it still failed in the end. I just can't figure out how he got so many treasures?" The skinny middle-aged man sighed: "Go back, alas."

It is an amazing skill to be able to make the five masters sigh again and again. Now this very capable man is furious. The flying speed of Zhongpin is too fast. In the blink of an eye, it flies all over the grassland and lands. Zhang is afraid that he will express his anger in the vast greenery: "It's too sinister, it's too ruthless. Fortunately, I saw the opportunity." Morning, otherwise it won’t turn into ashes?”

It's scary to think about what happened just now. It only took a moment for Fei'er to take off too late and nothing would happen. The girls also chirped to express their anger. Zhang Tianfang yelled in a loud voice: "Thieves, a group of thieves, they can't live without this breath, I want to kill them back."

Who would have thought that a group of old guys who had been blocked for dozens of days without anger or fighting, as if they were dead and without any temper, were actually making horrible things? I have seen spiritual power cannons before, and they were used by the barbarians of the Song Dynasty during the war between the two countries, but the power of the cannon was incomparable to what the five old guys had fiddled with.

Zhang Tianfang said: "Zhang Ai, let's make a few cannons and kill them."

Zhang was afraid that his face was livid, and Hao Xuan had caused everyone to lose their lives because of his carelessness. He gritted his teeth and said, "Those two people are really hard to kill!"

Everyone ran in a hurry, losing more than a dozen tents and more than a thousand formation flags. It didn't matter if the things were gone, the key was that the anger was hard to calm down.

What to do next? Kill him back? Then you have to prepare a few cannons first, but I don't know how to make those things. Break in? Who knows what's wrong with the Bagua array? What if I die in it? Really unable to go alone, he escaped into Qingmen Town, found two bastards, killed them and ran away. However, the two bastards were higher than him in cultivation. They were at the intermediate level of Nascent Soul. Without the help of Piggy Kitten Bingjing, they couldn't have done it. The more I think about it, the more I think about it. Is it possible that another family after the Jin family has failed to take revenge?

Zhang was afraid that his heart was fierce, and murderous aura came out of his body, causing the grass and leaves around him to dance, giving him a cold and cold feeling. Fu Kong coughed lightly: "Don't be too obsessed with killing, be careful of falling into the devil's path."

Song Yunyi thought for a moment and said, "After living in the wild for so long, I want to go to the city for a few days to relax, just in time to buy musical instruments for the girls." She didn't want to be afraid of being burdened with hatred all day long and not knowing anything else except killing people.

Zhang Ai was stunned for a moment and asked as if he didn't understand: "Going to the city?"

"Yeah, it's okay to go for a walk and buy some things. The tent is destroyed, so you have to buy some beds and rearrange it." Cheng Xi'er agreed with Song Yunyi's idea.

Fang Jian said nothing, Fu Kong nodded slightly, Zhang Tianfang looked around and agreed.

Zhang Aoi looked up at the sky and thought for a while, then nodded and said, "It's good to rest for a while." During those days when they were stationed outside Qingmen, although the scenery was beautiful and they had nothing to do all day long, their minds were always on guard, lest they be attacked by the enemy. Sneak attack, there are many things to think about every day, and it would be a lie to say that I am not bored or tired.

Identify the direction and fly back to Songcheng. To buy musical instruments for the girls, you have to go to a big city. Food and clothing are still a problem for the people in small villages and small towns. How can they have the leisure to cultivate their sentiments?

Three days later, I returned to Songcheng, where I stayed at an inn first, and then went to the market to buy items. The girls' tent house was destroyed, and the furnishings in the house were naturally gone. They were all the things they had collected over the years, and they usually cherished them very much. Needless to say, they were heartbroken.

Zhang was afraid of spilling thousands of taels of gold, so he asked Zhang Tianfang to accompany them shopping, while he sat in a daze in the room with a pot of wine. Are you too dependent on ice crystals? There are also kittens and piglets. Every time they fight, they rush in front, while he just watches.

Yuanying monk, he has such a big name and is very scary. But Zhang is afraid that he is no longer the same person he didn't know before. Over a hundred years have passed and he has experienced ups and downs, and he knows a little bit about cultivators. Not to mention anything else, just above the Nascent Soul monks there are the God-Transformation monks. You can tell from the name that they are in the God-Transformation stage. They are comparable to gods. But what does my own cultivation mean?

The five people on the twenty-fourth star are at the top level of Nascent Soul, one step away from transforming into a god; there are also the seventeen monks who have been following him all day long, including one named Yunzi and the Dragon God Valley. A lot of people are also at the top level of Nascent Soul. Damn it. In the past, I couldn't easily see a Nascent Soul cultivator, but I could easily touch a dozen or twenty of them.

I was suddenly shocked when I thought of this, yes, where did those dozen people go? He made such a big noise in Qingmen, and they didn't come? It is said that their determination to find him is definitely more urgent and firm than the five people who cleared the door. After all, their lives are at stake. Where have they gone?

He was thinking wildly. The girls came back from buying big and small bags of things and went into their rooms to put them away. Someone always came over to show off to him. There were clothes, shoes, snacks, toys, even fragile items such as porcelain, and rattles and other unimaginable things. Useful things.

Zhang Ai looked at the Coke and realized that he had been sitting there all day. When Song Yunyi entered the room, Zhang Ai asked: "Have you finished buying it?" Song Yunyi replied: "No, it's only been one day. With so many people and so many things, how can we buy it?" Buy it all at once?”

In the next three days, the girls went shopping in Songcheng. Zhang Ping also took time to go to the vegetable market to buy a large amount of food. The rest of the time was spent thinking about how to deal with Qingmen.

Three days later, Song Yunyi took the girls to buy musical instruments again. They bought a complete collection of harps, zithers, shengs, flutes, flutes, and bamboo slippers. One person could share more than a dozen of them and still be rich. Zhang Ping expressed his admiration: "Can you play around?"

The answer is of course no. Song Yunyi did learn it for two days when he was young, but he never touched it again. He barely understood it, so he looked for someone to teach him. He paid a lot of money to hire a teacher in the major music halls and theaters in the city.

Zhang Pa remembered that Ouyang Dingtian had a flute instrument. It would be good if every maid had such an instrument, so he found a violin maker to learn the production method at a high price.

Everyone was a cultivator, and their qualifications were much better than ordinary people. In less than two months, they had mastered it. Everyone learned several musical instruments. Cheng Xier learned the most and most seriously. She thought she could play it for Zhang Pa in the future.

In comparison, Zhang Pa's learning was worse. He wanted to learn the production methods of various musical instruments, but he didn't learn them well. He remembered the general idea of ​​hammering here and there. Making things requires more hands-on work. What's the point of remembering everything in his mind? So in the future, he could always be seen carving a pile of wood.

Zhang Tianfang despised him and said he was boring. Fang Jian picked up the carving knife and learned to make musical instruments with him. Bukong praised, "Very good. Carve a wooden fish for me when you have time."

Before Bukong could carve the wooden fish, the East Continent was in turmoil again. The unicorn beasts in the Monster Mountain came out of the mountain and killed and injured hundreds of cultivators.

Zhang Pa heard the news in the teahouse. He stayed in the house all day. Song Yunyi and Cheng Xier were afraid that he would have wild thoughts and become more and more depressed, so they dragged him to the teahouse to sit and relax. It happened that the storyteller was talking about this incident.