Douluo Continent: My Martial Soul is the Ten Ferocious Heavenly Horned Ant

At this time, Dongqing.

He wasn't particularly angry about Yu Xiaogang's behavior; instead, his mind was filled with the urge to slap him in the face. He couldn't wait to show off.

Do it when you think of it.

Dong Qing reached into the void and a pale blue spatial vortex flashed by. The next second, he took out an ancient zither from the small world inside the Sky Shuttle.

In the eyes of Liu Erlong, Yu Yuanzhen, Yu Xiaogang, a dozen concubines, and Yu Luomian, Liu Yuyan, Gu Bijuan, and others who secretly came to watch the play.

He placed the guqin on the stone table in the center of the pavilion and sat down on the stone bench with an extremely elegant and noble posture.

With a light touch of his fingertips on the strings, a small amount of soul power surged in, and a captivating melody rang out from beneath his fingertips.

"The color of moonlight, the fragrance of women."

"Tears break the sword, how long is the love?"

"How painful it is, words cannot fathom..."

Chapter 608, Xiao Wu, I'm your mother, why are you blowing me up?

"I've forgotten you..."

Dongqing paused for a moment when he finished chanting this part.

In that mere fraction of a second.

He quietly raised his head and looked at the expressions of the people around him who were immersed in the song. He immediately realized that his attempt to show off and slap them in the face today was a complete success. The opening of this song, Moonlight Sonata, had captivated everyone present.

As a song that is excellent in both melody and lyrics, he is generally reluctant to show it to the public; it is one of his most treasured possessions.

It is said that even after the original singer finished singing this song, it was difficult to sing it again. Many people jokingly call it a divine song that even the original singer could not cover.

even.

If it weren't for the meticulous guidance of music mentor Tang Yuehua, Dong Qing wouldn't be able to perfectly cover this song, "Moonlight."

This can be seen.

The requirements for covering the song "Moonlight" are so high that most people don't even have the qualifications to do so.

Everyone present.

Even those dozen or so concubines who didn't have full names were still women from the royal families of various Soul Master clans.

Even more so than Yu Yuanzhen, Gu Bijuan, Yu Xiaogang, Yu Luomian, Liu Yuyan... these nobles from the Upper Three Sects.

There were no ordinary people present; everyone was knowledgeable and immediately recognized the extraordinary quality of the song "Moonlight Sonata," understanding that Dong Qing was definitely not someone who had earned his reputation without merit.

He... is a perfect man who possesses the three great talents of cultivation, literature, and music.

Even a fiery-tempered tigress like Liu Erlong couldn't bear to blame Dongqing for his womanizing for a moment.

perhaps.

This can't be called being fickle. After all, a cultured person can't be called fickle. To put it more elegantly, it should be called being romantic. In this world, what talented person isn't romantic?

Unfortunately.

Dong Qing had no idea what Liu Erlong was thinking, otherwise he would definitely have encouraged her to change jobs with Lan Yinhuang A Yin, since he had only completed one black and white pairing so far.

But at this time...

The most important thing is not the black and white color scheme, but the beautiful and melodious singing under the moonlight.

"A lonely soul, drifting with the wind."

"Who would have thought of that lovesick fool!"

"In this... mortal battlefield, amidst thousands of troops and horses, who can claim the title of king?"

As Dongqing's singing grew more and more affectionate, his fingertips danced up and down, and the beautiful and moving music began to travel further and further.

Gradually.

He once again caused hundreds of birds to gather on the branches, a shocking scene rarely seen before, which completely shattered Yu Xiaogang's psychological defenses.

at this time.

No matter how stubborn Yu Xiaogang was, he had to admit one thing in his heart: Dong Qing was definitely not the kind of person who was all talk and no action.

"What a beautiful artistic conception. This man actually knows this skill. It seems he has been hiding a lot from me. I need to find time to interrogate him properly later."

Looking at the various little birds that had landed on her shoulder, Liu Erlong felt an indescribable mix of emotions.

However, although these birds are diverse in species, small in size, and different in posture, they are mainly Seven-Colored Phoenix Birds, small bird-type soul beasts with soul rings less than a hundred years old.

This small and adorable seven-colored phoenix bird has the same martial soul as Gu Bijuan, the wife of the sect leader of the three upper sects.

She loved these birds with their beautiful feathers, and even built many nests for these harmless birds in the back mountains of the Blue Lightning Tyrannosaurus Clan.

However, under normal circumstances.

These colorful phoenixes cannot fly out; they only obey Gu Bijuan's commands, and outsiders cannot attract their attention at all.

If it weren't for Dongqing's beautiful music today, these colorful little birds, like fairies, wouldn't have flown here so easily.

The birds stared curiously at the gyrfalcon playing below, completely immersed in the beautiful music. At that moment, they seemed to forget the passage of time.

"Who dares to cross the threshold of love?"

"Gazing at the bright moon, my heart is filled with sorrow."

"A regret that lasts a thousand years, to be tasted in the cycle of reincarnation."

"Close your eyes, who's the most arrogant!"

"Looking back...the unpredictability of this world, it's destined that those who dare to love will suffer a lifetime of pain..."

As the last word "wound" fell, the beautiful melody finally faded away, and the birds, as if waking from a deep dream, spread their wings and flew towards the azure sky.

The melodious sound of the zither lingers long and deep.

The tone is crisp and melodious.

The lyrics and music are profound and meaningful.

The rushing stream flows with the falling flowers, the clear breeze reflects the moon's shadow, and finally, a hundred birds gather on the branches.

in fact.

The moment Dongqing began to chant, Yu Xiaogang knew he had lost, and lost utterly and completely.

"This music should only exist in heaven, and mortals rarely hear it. I wonder what its name is?"

Yu Luomian was very accommodating; he was the first to step forward, immediately offering praise and asking his name out of curiosity.

"moonlight."

Dong Qing glanced at his father-in-law and answered his question in a very cheerful manner.

"What a beautiful name! It begins with the word 'moonlight' and ends with the word 'sorrow.' The lyrics and music are so beautifully evocative; no wonder they attract so many birds. I feel as if my soul has been cleansed."

Yu Luomian quickly gave a thumbs up, and then he blew on Dongqing from different angles, making Dongqing too embarrassed to speak.

......

A few minutes later.

Dong Qing couldn't resist Yu Luomian's all-encompassing praise any longer, so he quickly said, "Alright, father-in-law, I have other things to attend to, so I'll stop here for today and won't disturb you any longer."

Done.

He slipped away without a trace.

"Wait...wait for me, Dongqing, wait for your old lady! Why are you running so fast? What, my dad just praised you a few times, and you're getting shy now?"

Liu Erlong ran and then suddenly took flight, but she still couldn't keep up with Dong Qing's speed and could only follow behind him, getting left and right.

"This is the first time he has acknowledged that you are his father-in-law, Luo Mian. It seems you were right, Luo Mian. He is a man who responds better to gentleness than force."

Yu Yuanzhen had somehow walked up to Yu Luomian's side. He watched Dong Qing and Liu Erlong's disappearing figures from afar, his eyes revealing not a trace of emotion.

“Brother, I did this only because Erlong is very happy. Otherwise, I wouldn’t shamelessly flatter a young man just to curry favor with the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall,” Yu Luomian said, shaking his head slightly.

"However, it seems he deserved it today," Yu Yuanzhen said, patting Yu Luomian on the shoulder.

"That's true. From now on, I can praise Prince Dongqing to the outside world with a clear conscience without worrying that his talent is just a product of the news and newspapers."

Yu Luomian smiled calmly, her tone revealing confidence.

Actually, this wasn't the first time he had publicly praised Dong Qing, but this time, he was praising the Holy Son of the Spirit Hall in front of everyone, right in front of Dong Qing himself.

However, Dongqing couldn't stand being praised like that, so he had no choice but to flee in haste.

Unfortunately, Dongqing still doesn't know this.

Ever since Liu Erlong followed him, this deputy sect leader of the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon Clan has become a huge fan of Dongqing, praising everything about Dongqing whenever he has the chance.

When he praised Dong Qing for his exceptional talent, he was still somewhat uneasy, fearing that Dong Qing didn't actually have that talent and that it was all just a fabrication by the news and newspapers.

People at the bottom of society may not understand the power of newspapers, but he is one of the top few people on this continent, so how could he not understand how powerful the public opinion of newspapers is?

Whether something is black or white, it's all just a matter of a single word from the people behind the scenes who control the news and newspapers.

The reason why black and white can be reversed is actually quite simple.

In any world, most people are ignorant, only listening to one side of the story and seeing only what they see. This is actually the legendary herd mentality.

The herd mentality is...

If someone were to run on the street during the day, soon everyone would follow suit without knowing it.

However, apart from the first person, no one knew the reason for running, but people have a herd mentality, and the resulting blind following phenomenon is the "herd effect".

The "herd effect" tells us that, many times, it is not as the proverb says, "the eyes of the masses are discerning," and people can be manipulated.

........

Time passed quietly, and more than half an hour later.

On a deserted hillside, a gentle breeze was blowing. Two people sat shoulder to shoulder on the grass, gazing at the river in the distance and the cluster of buildings on the other side.

"Why are you running? Don't you know I'm exhausted? Forcing myself to use my Martial Soul True Body has already made me very uncomfortable, and I still had to chase you all the way."

"Is this my fault? Is your dad crazy? No normal person can stand his bragging. Besides, is it really okay for you to leave the baby alone in the sect?"