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Chapter 124 The Fifth Level

Everyone came to the fifth level inexplicably with a complicated look on their faces.

Who knows what they just experienced.

At the same time, I feel very tired when I think about going to the sixth level and going through it again.

The environment of the fifth level is a palace, with a half-moon-shaped stage on one side of the palace.

Under the stage are low tables and futons.

There are four rows in total, and the seats are not far apart like the seats in the previous examination rooms. It is not too difficult to talk to people sitting next to each other.

There is a big Chinese character written on the wall behind the stage.

Wang Hao couldn't help but laugh, "It seems that this level is the way of music."

"Well, this Wenxuan Corridor is really special. It even has a music path." Bai Huiniang said.

Many monks in the field lost their expressions, and it seemed that they knew nothing about music.

Those literary majors who minored in Le Dao were immediately happy. If they couldn't get results anymore, they might as well become martial arts cultivators.

"I feel like this has a great chance of winning!"

"Yeah! Fortunately, I am also a minor in Le Dao!"

"By the way, how will the assessment for this level be graded?"

A monk from Bailuzhou couldn't help but pray: "Don't compete for rankings. There are three orthodox music cultivators in the field, so we can't compare..."

The people from Canglan Continent and Zhongxuan Continent were stunned.

"Hiss, there are actually Le Xiu! Which three are they?!"

The man pointed at Chen Feng sadly.

"No need to look, it's that guy and the two guys in white behind him."

"..."

I’m confused, isn’t this guy a literary cultivator? !

On the stage, the void suddenly fluctuated.

A guzheng appeared and then transformed into a girl in red.

The girl in red yawned and looked at everyone in the hall.

"Has the assessment started again? Why does it feel like it's been so long this time..."

"Huh? Why are they so weak? It's strange. Even if Wenchang Mansion is looking for a boy handyman, doesn't it require Spirit Partitioning?"

"..."

Everyone below was twitching in shame, they were not worthy of working in the original Wenchang Mansion because they were not in a good relationship.

It is said that all boys and handymen have to start Spirit Partitioning. How did your sect collapse in the first place? !

The guardian spirit of the checkpoint flew to the side and landed.

"Okay, it doesn't matter what you do, let's start the assessment anyway."

"I will grade your performances. The scores are absolutely fair. If you have any objections, I will explain them after the performance is over."

"Anyone with a score of 80 or above will receive a reward. Those who participate will raise their hands and I will distribute the number plates."

Immediately half the people in the field raised their hands.

The guardian spirit of the checkpoint waved his hand, and more than a hundred jade tokens fell on the desk of the person who raised his hand.

Chen Feng looked at his sign, number sixty-six, a number that fit his temperament very well.

[Hahaha, I knew it would be number 66. ]

[As expected of a man who is six to the extreme. ]

[What song is this one going to perform? ]

[Honestly, I don’t recommend singing, for fear that you won’t be able to appreciate the instrument. ]

The guardian spirit held his chin with one hand and flipped the other hand over, revealing an extra wooden sign.

"No. 1, come on stage."

"yes…"

A literary cultivator took out a jade flute and walked up to the stage and started playing.

Chen Feng couldn't appreciate this kind of classical music, so he took out snacks and drinks and ate while typing and chatting with the audience in the live broadcast room.

After a while, the literary cultivator finished playing.

The guardian spirit yawned, raised the wooden sign in his hand, and marked the opponent's score.

「四十二」

Many people were surprised when they saw the scores.

"Why is it only forty-two points? I think he plays pretty well..."

"Oh my god, this is too strict..."

"It's over, I feel like this is hanging in the balance again."

The guardian spirit put down the sign and said: "The next one."

Wen Xiu on the stage walked off the stage in despair, and then the second person came up.

The second person's level was better, but his score was still not high, and he only got 45 points.

Seventeen or eight people came up behind, and their scores still did not exceed fifty points.

The mood of those monks who signed up suddenly fell to the bottom.

The monks who didn't understand music and didn't sign up started smiling playfully.

Until the 30th.

"Lu Shijiu"

The people below were stunned for a moment.

"Wait a minute, he actually scored sixty-nine points!"

"What's going on? I feel like his playing is very average. He has no skills and no artistic conception."

"Yeah, I just thought he was in the 30s."

Wu Xiu, who was not familiar with music, said strangely: "Is it really that bad? I think it sounds pretty good?"

"That's because you don't understand and you think it sounds good." Someone shook his head.

Chen Feng heard a few people chatting, his eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but look at the guardian spirit of the level.

Yes, he had already guessed the scoring criteria for the level's guardian spirit.

The scoring method used is relatively avant-garde, which is very common on Earth, but it is probably rare here.

Wang Hao had been paying attention to the changes in Chen Feng's expression. If Chen Feng looked at the guardian spirit of the checkpoint meaningfully, he would notice it.

"Junior brother, have you discovered the scoring rules?"

Many people around him immediately pricked up their ears and leaned closer.

"..."

Chen Feng ignored their eavesdropping and looked at Wang Hao in surprise.

He seriously doubted Wang Hao's ability to read minds or predict things, and it was outrageous that he could accurately predict his behavior every time.

Wang Hao looked at his expression and said:

"Don't think too much, I just noticed that you looked at the guardian spirit of the level with a very meaningful expression."

Chen Feng was shocked again.

"Hiss! And you said you can't read minds?!"

Wang Hao rolled his eyes.

"I can't read minds, but I can read your expressions..."

Chen Feng covered his face and said, "Then guess what I am thinking now?"

"..."

Wang Hao was speechless.

The people around me are also very anxious. Guess your sister, please tell me the important point.

Wang Hao rubbed his temples and said, "Stop making trouble, junior brother, I'm on the 36th and it's almost my turn."

Chen Feng looked at the stands and saw that it was already No. 32.

He put away his playful smile and sat upright slowly, his temperament changing in an instant.

"The words that follow only represent my personal views on the way of music. If you are willing to listen, you can listen to it. If you feel it is wrong after listening, there is no need to argue with me."

"In my opinion, the way of music lies in sharing joy and empathy, bringing the distance between hearts closer, and the most taboo is to have high-pitched music."

"If it becomes a solitary self-admiration thing that no one can understand, for the audience, it would be better to go to the waterfall and listen to the water flowing."

Wang Hao's pupils shrank, and he figured out the key in an instant.

Everyone also suddenly realized.

"I see, so maybe the score is based on the feelings of all the listeners present?!"

"So the reason why our score is so low is because the half of the people here who don't know the music can't like it..."

"No wonder Fellow Daoist No. 30 scored so high just now. It turns out it's because the music is simple and the melody is clear... everyone can listen to it."

The monks who were not familiar with the music also nodded and agreed very much with the music Dao Sect explained by Chen Feng.

Chen Feng hooked his fingers and signaled Wang Hao to come over.

Wang Hao immediately moved his body and leaned his head over.

Chen Feng suggested in a low voice: "Senior brother, let's go up and try the string pulling trick later, but before singing, you have to make it clear that it is for Senior Sister Bai. In this case, it shouldn't be difficult to get eighty points."

Wang Hao was a little embarrassed, but still nodded.

"Okay, I'll try."