135: C135 The Musician's Treasure Chest

C135 The Musician's Treasure Chest

Everyone looked at Su Jin with ridicule, waiting to see how he was going to struggle on the verge of death.

Although musicians did not have the strength of a martial artist, they were usually very powerful. This was because music played by musicians could affect a martial artist's state of mind. For example, it could allow a martial artist to break free from the state of Qi deviation or allow a martial artist to break through the shackles of certain bottlenecks.

When a famous musician performed a piece, there would usually be a sea of people. They all hoped to obtain benefits from the music played by the musicians, so even though the musicians themselves were not strong enough, there are often many experts who follow them and have a huge network of connections.

Offending a musician was equivalent to offending those martial artists who needed help from the musician, and the outcome was absolutely pathetic.

Su Jin's face was expressionless, but his mind entered the music store.

To prove his identity, any kind of musical instrument was enough. In the next moment, a flute that he bought with 100 points appeared in his hand, and he put it close to his mouth.

"Pretending."

Seeing Su Jin's actions, Murong Tuan disdainfully said. Musicians were not just people who knew how to play musical instruments. The most important thing was to affect one's state of mind.

Everyone also looked at Su Jin with disdain. They wanted to see how long he could pretend.

At this moment, a melodious sound of a flute played.

In an instant, whether it was the Silver Guard, the black-armored soldiers, Murong Tuan's group, or the spectators outside, all felt their hearts tremble. They felt the scene of spring blooming and the melting of ice and snow. Their moods suddenly became cheerful.

Instantly, Murong Tuan's expression became extremely ugly, and his eyes were filled with disbelief.

As a musician, he knew very well what this piece of music meant.

Suddenly, some martial artists felt their mental states begin to change along with this piece of music.

"My bottleneck is beginning to loosen!"

Among the crowd, a middle-aged martial artist suddenly revealed a look of wild joy. His cultivation had been stuck at the third level of the Martial Mentor Stage for many years, and he was unable to break through.

Who would have thought that after hearing this piece of music, the bottleneck he had faced for so many years would actually show signs of breaking through?

"This young master is really a musician!"

The surrounding people were incomparably delighted. Then, they all immediately concentrated and listened attentively.

Usually, music that could affect a martial artist's state of mind was not something that could be heard just because they wanted to. Such an opportunity could not be missed.

However, at this moment, Su Jin put away his flute and looked at Murong Tuan with a smile. "You should know now whether I am a musician or not."

Murong Tuan's face was a little gloomy. Even if it was a musician, so what? There was a difference in the standard of the musician. What was there to be proud of?

The scholarly youths behind him all had ugly expressions. They did not expect that the person they ridiculed was really a musician. When they heard Su Jin's words, their faces burned.

The captain of the silver-clothed guards also had an embarrassed expression. He was also one of the people who had suspected Su Jin previously. But now, he did not dare to show any disrespect to Su Jin. He smiled and said, "Mister musician, how should I address you? I have offended you before. Please don't blame me."

Su Jin smiled and said, "No, I am Zhang Xue-you. My nickname is God of Music."

Everyone had a strange expression on their faces.

Aren't you a musician? Why did you become the God of Music again?

No one understood what Su Jin meant.

"Oh, it's musician Zhang. Quickly invite him in. You have the right to enter the Welcoming the Immortals Pavilion."

The captain of the silver-clothed guards quickly made a welcoming gesture.

"Wait."

Su Jin raised his hand and turned to look at Murong Tuan. The latter's face changed. "You bet with me just now. Now the result is out. It's time to fulfill your promise."

Murong Tuan's face was gloomy. He said, "Kid, I was tricked by you previously. This bet cannot be counted."

A wave of booing came from the crowd. Everyone had seen the process of the bet just now. It was Murong Tuan who mocked Su Jin from the beginning until the end. Now, it was Su Jin who went back on his word. How shameless.

Murong Tuan and the others were so ashamed and resentful that they wanted to die, but when they thought of the content of the bet, they could only bear it and not hear it.

Su Jin did not get angry. He looked at the captain of the guards in silver. "Captain, as a witness, what do you think about this music master Murong going back on his word?"

The captain of the guards was even more embarrassed. He did not want to offend Su Jin, who had proved that he was a music master. But he also did not want to offend the famous Murong Tuan, but as the captain of Noble Heir's guards, he could not lie in front of everyone. He could only say, "Music Master Murong, if you are willing to bet and admit defeat, please keep your promise."

Murong Tuan's face turned pale. He did not expect that the captain of the guards in silver would not stand on his side. He looked at Su Jin with an ugly face and said with pain, "Kid, I am willing to compensate you with a top musical instrument. How about we just let this matter go? "

To musicians, musical instruments were like weapons to martial artists. They were all important. Murong Tuan believed that Su Jin would not object.

"No."

However, Su Jin said without hesitation. There were no musical instruments in the music store, so there was no need for this guy's things.

Moreover, the treasure chest was the most important. He said impatiently, "Don't waste any more time. Please take off your clothes and run naked. Everyone is watching!"

As soon as he said this, the crowd who were watching gloated and shouted in unison.

"Take it off!"

"Take it off!"

" Take it off! "

The shouts were getting louder and louder, and the crowd was getting more and more agitated.

Murong Tuan's face was extremely pale. With his current condition, it was impossible for him to go back on his word.

He looked at Su Jin with hatred.

However, Su Jin felt disdain in his heart. He had never provoked this Murong Tuan. It was this guy who was arrogant. Who could he blame?

Murong Tuan slowly took off his clothes and handed them to Su Jin. His face had turned red.

Then, in front of everyone, he ran out without even looking back!

Murong Tuan's followers also ran away in shame and anger when they saw this.

"Hahahaha..."

The crowd burst into laughter.

Su Jin calmly put his hand on the chest on his clothes.

"Congratulations, you have obtained the Golden musician chest. Opening this chest requires musician experience: 3000."

"A shrimp?"

Su Jin's eyes widened. What kind of spirit was musician experience points?

"Music musician's experience points: When the host plays the music, the audience's reaction becomes stronger and the more experience the host produces. Current music musician experience points: 109

Friendly Reminder: The reaction of a profound cultivation base or a special creature will provide the host with additional experience points "2

These 109 experience points were obviously the experience points given by the people outside when they were playing the music.

" F * ck, are you asking me to hold a concert? "

Su Jin was speechless. But now was not the time for a concert.

Forget it. The matter of the treasure chest would be discussed later. The most important thing was to deliver a letter to the Holy Scorpion Tribe.

The treasure chest was already in his hands. Su Jin threw his clothes aside and headed towards the interior of the Welcoming the Immortals Pavilion.

In an elegant hall inside the Welcoming the Immortals Pavilion, the elegant sound of a zither was playing. It was ethereal and pleasant to the ears. The person who was playing the zither was a handsome young man with a jade-like face.

A few men and women with dignified temperaments were sitting upright on their seats. Behind them stood many guards. Almost everyone present was affected by the sound of the zither. As they listened carefully, they couldn't help but reveal smiles on their faces.

Only Commandery Princess Yueluo was somewhat bored as she looked around. Behind her, Mo Qinghan was also expressionless and did not have any reaction.

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