The strongest comprehension dude

Chapter 138 Ouyang Xiaotian
"Ok?"

Zhang Wensheng frowned when he heard this, originally Zhang Wensheng couldn't say whether he hated Dong Yuntian or not, after all he came from a big family, so it was inevitable that he would provoke some dandyism.But this ability to tell nonsense with open eyes made Dong Yuntian greatly discounted in Zhang Wensheng's heart, and even the old Dong's family was blacklisted by him.

Zhang Mengmeng's face also sank, but after thinking about what YangMeng had done to her earlier, she fell silent. She also wanted to see how YangMeng would respond.

"Oh? I don't know what this gentleman thinks of Catherine's playing?" Catherine was still smiling like a flower.

"Hey! This guy said that the lady's playing is not very good, and what he said sounds like a cow chewing peonies... That's so ugly, I'm too embarrassed to say it!" Dong Yuntian looked embarrassed, but the corners of his eyes The pride is revealed.

YangMeng raised his head and looked at the men and women standing in front of him, suddenly he laughed strangely, and said, "Dong Yuntian, are you sure I said those words?"

"What? Don't you dare to admit it?" The muscles on Dong Yuntian's face stiffened slightly, and he said immediately: "Since you think Miss Catherine can't play well, why don't you play one yourself?"

"That's right, you don't understand anything, and you dare to comment on Miss Catherine's playing indiscriminately. Isn't that uneducated?"

To say that the children of these wealthy families, except for those idiots and prodigal sons, are more or less able to play some tricks.And those few young men and women were obviously centered on Dong Yuntian, regardless of whether Dong Yuntian's words were true or not, they quarreled together, which was really filled with righteous indignation.

As the saying goes, three people become tigers, although Catherine does not really believe Dong Yuntian's words, she is somewhat shaken.

"Do you know the piano?" YangMeng stretched out his little finger to pick out his ears, blew, and said without difficulty: "Look at what you said, you criticized me so badly, then tell me about the piece just now." what is it call?"

"I... I don't know!" Dong Yuntian was taken aback by Yang Meng's words, but immediately retorted: "Although I don't understand music, I didn't make random comments."

"Sir, although I'm not from Huaxia, I know a thing or two about Huaxia's etiquette. It's really not good for you to make such random comments!" Seeing Yang Meng being refuted by Dong Yuntian, the foreigner jumped out of nowhere.

"Damn it, one or two jumped out!" YangMeng was furious in his heart, and said, "I said, who are you? What's bothering you? Besides, is it me who said that?" What are you talking about, what are you messing around with?"

"I...I...you!" The foreigner blushed from Yang Meng's squeeze, and said, "I, Grant Aibel, can you take your words as an insult to me?"

"Oh, so you have a name!" YangMeng tilted his head, and said, "Insulting? Whatever you want!"

"Stop talking nonsense, since you dare to comment indiscriminately, then you can play one for us to see!" Dong Yuntian became angry from embarrassment.

YangMeng stood up lazily, and said: "Okay, I'm too lazy to bother you. Although I don't know the piano, I'm good at Chinese classical instruments, but there are no instruments here, so I can't use them well!"

What YangMeng said this time is the truth. When he was in Heavenly Court, apart from cultivating and playing, he would occasionally play musical instruments. After all, Heavenly Court is not as colorful as Shui Lanxing's entertainment. Musical instruments are considered by most immortals. Home relief.

"Yo! You said you are fat, you are still panting, and you are also good at Chinese classical instruments? You see that there are no classical instruments here, so you found an excuse for yourself?" Dong Yuntian looked at Yang with contempt fierce, said.

"Excuse?" YangMeng felt it was amused, he waved to a waiter not far away, and said, "Go, find me a flute!"

"What?" The waiter was taken aback for a moment, and looked at YangMeng dumbfoundedly.

"Go if you are told, what are you doing in a daze?" Just as the waiter was in a daze, an old man in sixty years wearing an old-fashioned black tunic suit walked over from behind the waiter, with a faint smile on his face.

"Ah, yes!"

The waiter turned his head to look at the person, bowed to the old man in panic, and ran out in a hurry.

YangMeng turned his head to look at the few people around him, and found that none of them knew the old man, but Zhang Wensheng and Catherine looked extremely surprised, and Comrade Zhang stood up directly from the sofa.

"Old ghost Ouyang, you're not dead yet!" Regardless of everyone's astonishment, Zhang Wensheng stepped forward and punched the sixty-year-old old man hard.

"You didn't die, how could I die first?" Ouyang old man laughed, as if facing a blow, and slapped Zhang Wensheng back.

"You bastard!" Zhang Wensheng touched the shoulder that was shot, and said: "I heard that brat Hongyu said that you have returned to Huaxia, but I didn't expect you to come back!"

"Yeah, I'm always running outside, and I'm always tired. After all, Huaxia is my hometown!" The old man Ouyang nodded with emotion.

YangMeng's eyeballs almost popped out, and an old monster came out again!Although this old guy also has something to conceal his cultivation, it is obviously not as precious as Zhang Wensheng's old man.With YangMeng's keen spiritual sense, he clearly sensed the innate aura radiating around the old man's body.

However, compared to Zhang Wensheng's strong innate spirit, the old man's cultivation level is comparable to that of his grandfather Yang Zaitian.

"Damn it, where did so many old monsters come from!" YangMeng cursed inwardly, but he didn't show it.

"Grandpa Ouyang, hello!" Just when the two old men were sighing, the beautiful Catherine saluted the old man Ouyang.

"It's the girl from the Medici family!" The old man Ouyang turned his head to look at Catherine, and said, "In the blink of an eye, so many years have passed, and the little girl who was only one meter tall back then has grown into a slim girl .”

Catherine smiled but didn't speak.

"Hey, this little guy is the little grandson of Old Yang's family, right?" Ouyang the old man also laughed, and turned his head to look at YangMeng with scrutiny.

"Old guy, what kind of eyes are you looking at?" Zhang Wensheng looked at the old man Ouyang dissatisfied, and said, "Don't scare the little guy! Come on, little guy, let me introduce you. This old guy is Jiaspie Auction House Your boss, Ouyang Xiaotian, is an old acquaintance with your grandfather!"

"Damn, this old guy is actually the boss of Jiashibi?" Yang Meng's eyes lit up, and he saluted the old man, "Boy, Yang Meng, I met old Mr. Ouyang. Today my grandfather can't come because of something, so I specially ordered the boy to participate in the auction." meeting!"

"What!"

YangMeng's voice was not loud, but the group of young people present were all listening. When YangMeng introduced his name, everyone except Catherine and that foreigner were dumbfounded.

There were even two young men whose faces turned pale in an instant, trembling all over, and almost collapsed to the ground.

Dong Yuntian swallowed hard, his heart felt as if he had been hit hard with a hammer, and there was only one thought in his mind: "Yang Meng, he is actually Yang Meng!"

……

"Sir, the flute is here!"

At this moment, the waiter who ran out to pick up the disciple hurried back, and respectfully handed over an eighty centimeter long, black flute to YangMeng's hands.

YangMeng took the flute, shook it in his hand, and said: "This flute is pretty good!"

Ouyang Xiaotian glanced at the flute and said with a smile: "It's not only good, is it? This is an ink dragon flute from the Northern Song Dynasty. The whole body is made of precious black black jade. It was also collected some time ago. The auction house has more than 300 million Huaxia coins."

"Hey!" YangMeng smiled, put the flute to his lips to test the sound, then smiled at Dong Yuntian, showing a mouthful of white teeth, and said: "Dong Yuntian, I want you to listen to it today , what is real classical music!"

The next second, the flute sounded!
The melodious flute sounded in the hall, just like Catherine played "Walking in the Woods" just now. Everyone put down what they were doing and closed their eyes to listen.

The sound of the flute is melodious and melodious. It seems to be telling a sad story of a young man whose parents died when he was young and who was stared at by the world. It makes people move and cry!But this kind of touch makes people happy and willing to listen to it.

This piece is not "Blessed Lovers", not "Qingping Tune" and even less "Drunken Flower Yin". This piece has a lot of flavors, but it makes people have an impulse to think along with it.

And YangMeng was the same as everyone else, but as the person involved, everything around his ears disappeared almost as soon as the flute sounded!
No, it should be said that YangMeng's attention has been completely diverted, all he has in mind now is this flute, and this song "Sheng Li".

In an instant, YangMeng entered a state of ecstasy, but this time, he only had memories in his heart.

He lost his parents when he was young, the first time he saw Erlang God Yang Jian, the first time he called out his master...Being bullied by other immortals, Yang Jian was furious...At the Jindan Conference, he angrily reprimanded Lu Dongbin, and even attacked him...Heavenly court changed, and he was beaten down Fairyland...

With his eyes closed, YangMeng, who was playing the flute, had already experienced a change in his body. The pure jade essence, like crazy, raged through his meridians, rushing upwards towards the depths of his brain.

"boom!"

It was as if YangMeng's head had been severely hammered, the condensed terrifying real energy unexpectedly exploded in the depths of YangMeng's brain.

Immediately afterwards, a bright spot of light burst out from the depths of YangMeng's brain, and then continued to expand, gradually generating an extremely huge suction force, which attracted his consciousness into the spot.

Behind the spot of light is a wide space with a radius of [-] meters, full of floating golden oceans, and about ten meters above the ocean, there is a hemispherical strange-shaped object with infinite ravines on its surface, and wisps of it can be seen The power of the golden consciousness lingered on the hemispherical object, and then penetrated into the golden ocean.

YangMeng's heart was shocked: "Sea of ​​Divine Consciousness!"

(End of this chapter)