Adorable Baby: the Miracle Doctor is So Awesome Chapter 321

Xie Fang stepped into the Taoist pavilion and looked around the clock curiously. He found that it was no different from an ordinary clock. He tried to push it with his hand, but the clock did not move at all, let alone ring.

Oh, I still have some skills.

Xie Fang plans to compose a poem.

Xiao Er, who was waiting in the pavilion, prepared pen, ink, paper and inkstone for him, but Xie Fang still used his own pen.

Within a few short breaths of inking, a poem had already taken shape in his mind, and he wrote it down smoothly.

The font is elegant, penetrating through the back of the paper, and the words are as good as poetry.

However, there was no response from Daozhong.

Xie Fang looked at Xiao Er.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Xie, you failed in the challenge. Everyone only has one chance per day, please come back tomorrow." Xiao Er bowed slightly towards him.

Failed? Xie Fang walked out of the pavilion without feeling embarrassed.

"Mr. Xie, won't you take this calligraphy with you?" Xiao Er asked.

Xie Fang turned his back to him and waved his hand, "No, just do whatever you want."

Xiao Er planned to put this calligraphy away. After all, it was the work of Shixian. At this time, Pei Hao asked: "Brother, can you let us appreciate it?"

Xiao Er took the poem and handed it to him.

Pei Hao and others circulated it one after another, and they all thought it was well written. But it is also true that the bell did not ring.

So, what level should one reach in order to achieve mastery of skills?

The second person to go up was Liu Jingran. When he played the music, everyone outside the pavilion fell silent and listened quietly.

It is an extremely rare thing to be able to listen to the Qin Sheng music at close range.

After the music was played, everyone felt that this music could only be heard in heaven and could only be heard rarely in the human world. Just two words, nice!

However, the clock remained silent.

The third, fourth...seven or eight people in a row went up, but they all failed in the challenge.

Some people couldn't help but become suspicious, "Can this bell really ring?"

Those people are all world-famous people with superb skills and very good live performances, but they all failed without exception.

One has to doubt the authenticity of Dao Zhong.

At this time, Shen Yizhi was standing outside the crowd. She had been here for a while, and she felt that those people were doing well, but the bell did not ring.

She had no doubts about the Dao Zhong. After all, she spent thousands of points to redeem it.

The Taoist bell has not rung once, which only shows that the previous challengers' performances have not yet reached the “nearly Taoist” standard.

Failed to impress Daozhong.

This is not to say that they are not good, but they are still a little bit behind.

Just like Xie Fang, she was sure that if he was in the same state when writing poems as when he wrote "Ode to the Peach Blossom Immortal in the Bright Moon" on the wall yesterday, it would be fine.

That kind of mysterious and mysterious, wonderful and wonderful state, like an epiphany, all in one go.

In this situation, if everyone cannot believe in the authenticity of Dao Zhong, then everyone will probably think that Dao Zhong is a fake, and her authority as the owner of the village will be greatly reduced.

This is not what she wants to see.

Unless someone has really reached a level of skill that is close to Taoism and resonates with Taoism, only then can everyone's doubts be dispelled.

But where could she find such a person now? The people standing here at this moment include almost most of the world's elites.

What a mistake.

Seeing the people outside the pavilion gradually disperse, Shen Yizhi seemed to see money trees leaving him one after another.

At this moment, a man about forty years old with a swarthy face walked into the pavilion.

“I don't have any skills, I'm just a juggler who makes a living by ventriloquism, is this okay?” He was very cautious.

Xiao Er's attitude towards him is no different from that towards Xie Fang and others. “Viloquy is also a skill. It is not superior to playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting, of course.”

Hearing this, the man obviously relaxed a lot.

To perform ventriloquism, curtains need to be hung around to block sight, allowing people to listen only with their ears.

After setting up the scene, Chen Lu, also known as Hanzi, began to perform.

The ventriloquist he performed was called "A Hundred Birds Facing the Phoenix". He used to do this one, but he always felt that his performance was not good enough and that something was missing. Until he watched the illusion yesterday and saw the real phoenix. Only then did he know what he was missing.

As soon as he opened his voice, Chen Lu forgot everything around him and only immersed himself in his own world.

From the outside, the sounds of various birds gather in the pavilion, which are mixed but not chaotic. Together they compose a natural and beautiful music.

When Phoenix's proud and heaven-shaking voice sounded, the entire performance reached its climax.

Those who were about to leave couldn't help but stop and listen carefully.

Closing their eyes and listening only to the sound, they seemed to see the shocking illusion of yesterday reappearing in front of them.

When the performance ended, everyone was still immersed in it.

At this time, “when—”

A clear and powerful bell rang, spreading in all directions.

Everyone who heard the bells fell into a mysterious state, as if they had an epiphany. For a moment, the spiritual platform became clearer than ever before, and many of the previous confusions were answered at this time.

It is nothing more than enlightenment and enlightenment.

Among them, Chen Lu, who is closest to Daozhong, has gained the greatest benefit.

After all, he is the one who resonates with Daozhong, and he is also the first one.

When Chen Lu walked out of the pavilion, he saw a large number of people gathered outside the originally sparse pavilion, all staring at him with bright eyes.

He couldn't help but be startled, what's going on?

“Come out, come out…”

“May I ask my surname?”

“Chen, Chen Lu.”

“It turns out to be Brother Chen. Congratulations. Brother Chen is the first one to let the Taoist bell ring. Not even Shixian and Qin Sheng did it.”

“Ah, I don't think I should take it seriously, I'm just lucky.”

“Hey, brother Chen, don't be so humble. If you can make the bell ring, you must be outstanding. Can brother Chen give us some experience in passing the customs?”

Everyone surrounded Chen Lu and asked him for advice.

Having experienced the benefits brought by the bell, they have no doubts about the bell, and they all want to experience the feeling of having the bell ring for them.

ventriloquism, in the eyes of most people, is just an unattractive thing, and cannot be compared with music, chess, calligraphy and painting. However, the reality is that all the previous performers of "Spring Snow" failed. Only Chen Lu, who is good at ventriloquism, succeeded. Naturally, they wanted to learn from him.

The success of Chen Lu has also given hope to more “lower-rate” artists.

It turns out that in front of Tao Zhong, there is no distinction between high and low in skills, only high and low levels. For those with higher skills, the Tao Zhong will ring. For those who cannot meet the requirements, no matter who they are, they will not be good at Tao Zhong.

Chen Lu felt that he was also confused. He actually just wanted to give it a try. He really didn't expect that he would succeed. After all, so many world-famous people before him had failed. Why should he succeed? But since you've already come, there's nothing wrong with giving it a try.

Chapter end

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