Once he was upstairs, Li Chengfeng saw Shanxue desperately turning his head to glare at Li Chengfeng. His eyes were filled with anger and hostility. "Who are you? Why do you keep interrupting me? Why do you keep interrupting me?
Where's my sister?
You brought my sister back … "
Without waiting for him to finish, Ming Zhu who was behind immediately caught up, she squatted down in front of Shanxue and spoke gently to him as though she was coaxing a child. The crazed and stubborn look in Shanxue's eyes quickly disappeared, and he revealed a smile towards Ming Zhu.
This smile scared Li Chengfeng, not because it was terrifying, but because it was so innocent, like a child who had never seen the world. It was clean and bright, warm and sunny. This was not a smile that Shanxue should have.
The few times Li Chengfeng had interacted with Shanxue, Li Chengfeng's memories were all of Shanxue's ferocious, contemptuous, angry, and savage smile. He had never thought, and probably never would have thought, that such an expression could appear on the face of such a great demon.
At that moment, Li Chengfeng believed Mingzhu's words. Shanxue had indeed gone berserk. Not only did he lose his incredible magical powers and cultivation talent, he also lost his memories. All he retained was his sensitivity and talent in the arts.
If it was anyone else, they would have killed them immediately. However, Li Chengfeng did not, because his father, Li Chun, was also a person who had lost his memory due to Qi deviation. Li Chengfeng had also seen such a pure smile on his father's face, carefree and innocent, just like a child.
Although Li Chengfeng's heart wavered, he did not show it on his face. His face was still tense as he sat in a corner of the attic, silently watching the strange couple, Mingzhu and Shanxue.
Liu Sumei and Little Bell also sat beside Li Chengfeng, not saying a word.
The Li Chengfeng now was no longer the Li Chengfeng he was when he participated in the Spiritual Mountain Sect's assessment. His powers had improved by leaps and bounds. If he were to fight Shanxue head-on, even if he could not win, he would definitely not lose. With the Heaven Splitter Sword and the Setting Sun Spear, Li Chengfeng now had the power to fight against any Golden Body Realm cultivator.
Moreover, Liu Sumei and Little Bell were sitting next to him. With the two of them around, Li Chengfeng dared to fight against a Lightning Tribulation cultivator.
Therefore, in the face of absolute power, Li Chengfeng was not worried that Shanxue would play any tricks.
After Mingzhu comforted him, Shanxue focused his attention back on the rehearsal. Beauty Yu heard Chuchu's message and rushed to the attic. When she climbed up, she saw Shanxue sitting in a wheelchair in the main hall of the attic. His head was tilted to one side, and he was tapping the beat while staring at the musicians who were rehearsing.
Beauty Yu very quickly saw Li Chengfeng and the rest. She quietly came up and walked to his side, whispering, "I'm very happy that Li Chengfeng is visiting the Beauty again …"
Li Chengfeng smiled at Beauty Yu, then lifted his chin and whispered, "Did Chief Yu invite me here to watch 'The Banquet of the Generals'?"
Beauty Yu was about to speak when she saw Shanxue struggling to turn his head towards them, glaring at them. Beauty Yu quickly stuck out her tongue and clasped her hands together in a gesture of apology. When Shanxue turned his head away angrily, she patted her chest lightly and whispered into Li Chengfeng's ear, "This is the new musician hired by the Beauty Brothel. His talent is unparalleled but his temper is a little weird. Please forgive him, Zhenren Li."
Li Chengfeng smiled and did not speak. He lifted his chin again, gesturing for Beauty Yu to enjoy the 'The Banquet of the Generals' with him.
Chuchu quietly brought a chair over for Beauty Yu to sit while she stood quietly behind her. The group was soon attracted by the 'The Banquet of the Generals'.
This play was the second and third scene of the General's Banquet. The general was full of ambition after returning victorious, but he did not know that the Lord of Tartarus was about to launch a devastating counterattack. On one side was a warm celebration party that was about to be held, and on the other side was the army of monsters of Tartarus that was quietly gathering their strength for a counterattack.
Previously, the general had expressed his lofty aspiration of "all lands under the heavens belong to the king, and all those who lead the land belong to the king", but it was the second scene of the second turn. The third scene was divided into two parts. One part was a celebratory banquet with chimes, sheng, xiao, flute, and big drums. The other part was on the other side. It was divided into strings such as guqin, se, erhu, pipa, dulcimer, and other instruments to show the sinister, terrifying, and turbulent Nine Hells army of monsters.
Li Chengfeng was someone who understood music. He knew that this kind of arrangement was not rare in his previous world, but in this era, here, it was an incredible innovation.
Shanxue made use of the different forms of wind and string music to present two scenes, one high and one low, one left and one right, at the same time. The best part was that the left and right were divided into two different dance scenes. One was warm with bright yellow and fiery red, and the other was cold with blue, cyan, and black as the key to distinguish and contrast.
Li Chengfeng could not help but exclaim that Beauty Yu was indeed the best in the industry. The Beauty Restaurant occupied such a huge space in the Divine Capital where every inch of land was worth its weight in gold. Not only could the second floor of the building accommodate a group of forty to fifty musicians, there was also an extremely wide stage in front for dancers to sing and dance in front of the group. At the same time, there were also three seats for the audience to watch the performance on the two sides and at the very front.
Right now, the left and right sides of the stage were clearly separated. When the dancers saw that Beauty Yu, Li Chengfeng, and the rest were watching from the side, all of them focused their full attention. No one made any mistakes. Even someone as irritable as Shanxue could not help but smile and nod in agreement to the rhythm.
With this performance, Li Chengfeng could already feel how expressive it was in a new era. First of all, it was the combination of dance and artistic expression that surpassed this era.
Li Chengfeng had seen the performances of courtesans before. Most of them were 'lone rangers' who fought alone. At most, they would sing and dance together, but they rarely explored the expressive power of the combination of dance, instruments, and content.
Putting Li Chengfeng aside, Shanxue's self-exploration in stage, artistic, and performance alone had already surpassed everyone else in the world. Li Chengfeng was a cheater because he had the knowledge from his past life, but Shanxue was a true pioneer and innovator. Every time he took a step forward and innovated, the artistic and expressive power of opera, dance, and music would improve by leaps and bounds.
It was because of him that there were large-scale orchestral accompaniment in operas and epic narrative forms of song and dance. It was because of him that there were dual roles of male and female leading dancers and extremely visually impactful stage forms. It was because of him that there were many more epic music and dance works in the world, all of which were artistic treasures that caused a sensation in the world.
This time, Shanxue once again used the five-stringed pipa, which was more expressive, in "The General's Banquet", and brought the colorful narrative into the stage dance effect. At the same time, through the contrasting arrangement of wind and string music, it created the narrative performance of the two story lines at the same time and in different spaces.
But what really shocked Li Chengfeng was when a singer who played the role of a general went on stage and sang loudly.
"Ten thousand cups of wine in Xinfeng, how many years have I been a wanderer in Shenjing."
"Meeting for ten thousand cups of wine in Xinfeng, how many years have I been a wanderer in Shenjing."
"Born in the Imperial Forest of Qi, I first fought in the Nine Suns with my horse."
"Who knows not to suffer in the Nine Plains, even in death I still smell the fragrance of chivalry."
As Li Chengfeng listened to this impassioned and passionate song, the Holy Wen Pen in his arms jumped wildly. If he had not held it down tightly, it would have jumped into the air.
At this time, Li Chengfeng finally confirmed the way to use the Holy Wen Pen. That was: One with the mind!
The user had to become one with the Holy Wen Pen. What did the Holy Wen Pen have?
Would it want to knock someone down?
No, it was just the pure thought of a saint. It was pure spiritual power and the power of faith. It had no subjective power.