C48 Zither sound sword roar

Three days passed quickly.

During this period of time, Qin Xuan would often cultivate on the cliff with his legs crossed, and frequently temper his body under the torrent of waterfalls.

On this day, the old man Yunshan had agreed to send Huo Er to Ninth Martial Uncle's place to cultivate, and Qin Xuan had already arrived there a long time ago.

Huo Er, on the other hand, was personally sent to old man Yunshan's cave by Mo Fei.

old man Yunshan looked at Qin Xuan and, and said in a serious tone: "Let me tell you this in advance, taking in or not will depend on her own opinion, I will not speak out."

Qin Xuan nodded, he naturally understood this point, accepting a disciple had always been because of fate.

If fate did not come, even if he forced Huo Er back to Ninth Martial Uncle, he would not be able to learn anything.

She herself did not care that much. As long as she could be together with Qin Xuan, the other things weren't important.

Seeing that the two of them looked at each other rather openly, the old man Yunshan nodded his head in appreciation and said: "Then let's go now."

With a wave of his hand, a wave of surging and gentle elemental energy escaped from his hand and wrapped around them.

After that, they felt the sky spin and the earth spin, as if they were flying in the air. They moved extremely quickly, and they did not need to waste any Genuine Essence s.

"This is the Yuanfu Stage Cultivator, they can actually take our people away so easily. If they only had one person, I'm afraid their speed would have been even more terrifying!" Qin Xuan's heart raced. This was the first time he felt the strength of a Yuanfu Stage this close to him.

"Qin Xuan, do you know what is the biggest difference between the Yuanfu Stage and the Natal Opening Realm?" Fen Old Master suddenly said.

Qin Xuan's expression froze for a moment, then thought for a while before speaking: "The Natal Opening Realm is the opening of all of the acupoints in the body, once it opens, the number of Genuine Essence would increase greatly, and Yuanfu Stage is the opening of the Natal Pills, forming the Natal Palace, which also seems to increase the number of Genuine Essence, right?"

"You're only talking about the surface." The Fen Old Master slowly said. He paused for a moment and then continued, "The opening of the Yuanfu Stage is to link the will of the heaven and earth. Using the will of the world to help the user open the Natal Palace, that is to say, there is already a trace of the will of the Heavenly Dao in the Yuanfu Stage."

"The will of the Heavenly Dao is ethereal and difficult to fathom. Thus, the strength of many people with Yuanfu Stage are only average."

"However, there are some people who are extremely outstanding. The most important point is their understanding of that sliver of Heavenly Dao Will. Of course, it is also related to the number of their Natal Palaces."

Hearing Fen Old Master's words, Qin Xuan seemed to understand a bit, as if he understood something, but he did not really understand the specific meaning.

He felt as if there was a thin layer of white paper separating his thoughts. As long as he pierced through it, he would be able to see the light.

During the time that Qin Xuan and the Fen Old Master were secretly conversing, the figures of the three of them had been moving extremely quickly, and like a ray of light, they streaked across the horizon, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

"We're here."

Suddenly, the voice of the old man Yunshan entered Qin Xuan's ears. He opened his eyes and saw a sea of flowers.

Strands of alluring flower fragrance drifted out from the sea of flowers, permeating into the noses of the three people. They felt refreshed, and their bodies seemed to become a lot lighter.

"Is this Ninth Martial Uncle's cultivation abode? To think that she would be so unique, cultivating in the sea of flowers. It seems like she is also an otherworldly expert. " Qin Xuan was secretly speechless.

old man Yunshan looked at Qin Xuan and Huo Er, and said indifferently: "Follow me, you must remember not to speak later. This Ninth Martial Uncle's temper is extremely strange."

Qin Xuan and Huo Er were startled, but they quickly thought of something and looked at each other, and smiled.

No wonder the old man Yunshan and Ninth Martial Uncle had such romantic memories back then. When the two weirdos were together, it would inevitably cause sparks to fly …

Qin Xuan and Huo Er followed the old man Yunshan into the sea of flowers. The old man Yunshan was right in front of them, leading the way.

In that instant, countless flowers fell to the ground, then floated up in the wind. The scene was extremely spectacular.

When old man Yunshan saw this scene, he laughed bitterly in his heart and muttered: "Looks like you're still unwilling to forgive me."

What Qin Xuan and Huo Er did not expect was that the flower that filled the sky suddenly blossomed at a crazy rate, rays of light scattered throughout the ground, which were as dazzling as immortal light, causing people to not be able to look straight at it.

After the light finished blooming, the flower's life seemed to have come to an end. It began to wither at a rapid rate and powerlessly fell onto the ground. It couldn't help but cause people to feel a little despondent.

"Master." Qin Xuan called out to old man Yunshan, he did not know why.

He waved his hand and slowly raised it. A pure white current of Genuine Essence flowed towards the withering flowers, and there seemed to be a tinge of life in the energy.

Enveloped by the energy of life, the withering flowers seemed to come to life and began to grow again, taking root on the ground once more.

For a time, space was a place where life and death alternated.

As the flowers blossomed immortal light in the air, they withered and fell, and those flowers that had fallen off started to grow back again, glowing with vitality under the old man Yunshan's Genuine Essence.

Qin Xuan finally understood Ninth Martial Uncle's intention. She wanted to express that her heart was already dead, just like those withered flowers, which had once blossomed with beauty like crazily.

However, it only lasted for a moment before withering away.

But the old man Yunshan, on the other hand, allowed those flowers to be reborn. Perhaps she wanted Ninth Martial Uncle's frozen heart to melt and move her with his heart.

As he thought of this, Qin Xuan's gaze landed on old man Yunshan. Looking at the not-so-tall elder, he felt a bit of heartache.

The Master had probably not been living a happy life all these years. Cultivating alone, but the one he loved was not far away.

"Come in."

A gentle voice drifted over from the depths of the ocean of flowers, causing old man Yunshan to immediately reveal an expression of joy.

He excitedly turned around and looked at Qin Xuan and her, and said: "Let's go!"

Afterwards, Qin Xuan and Huo Er were wrapped up by a Genuine Essence and their bodies lost control of themselves and were forcefully dragged away by the old man Yunshan.

Qin Xuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. This Master was like a child, even if he wanted to see Ninth Martial Uncle, there was no need to be so anxious, right?

Soon, the three of them arrived at the end of the sea of flowers. Their ears were filled with the melodious sounds of a zither. The zither music was pleasant to the ears, similar to the music of heaven, calming one's mind.

The three of them walked forward, and when they looked forward, they discovered that not far away from them was a winding stream flowing down from a high place, like an upright white line of silk.

Qin Xuan shifted his gaze down and discovered that there was a person in plain clothes playing the zither downstream.

With the help of Qin Xuan's blue eyes, coupled with the fact that Qin Xuan's eyesight was shockingly sharp, he could clearly see everything over there.

The simple shadow lowered its eyebrows as it slowly played with its eyes closed. It was as if it was immersed in the melodious music of a zither. This scene gave it quite a sense of artistic conception.

Qin Xuan looked at old man Yunshan again, and was shocked to discover that he had actually sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, as if he was quietly listening to the sound of the zither.

"Huo Er, we should also listen to the zither carefully. It might be beneficial for our mental state." Qin Xuan said to Huo Er.

Following that, Qin Xuan and Huo Er also sat on the ground, closing their eyes and listening to the endless zither music.

A person drinking alcohol, everyone drunk I wake up, this is the two extremes of alcohol.

One of them played the zither, and the other two listened attentively. This was also where the beauty of the zither lay.

Qin Xuan closed his eyes, he did not use any Genuine Essence s, but only used his heart to carefully feel the zither sounds.

At first, Qin Xuan still did not understand what the zither music meant. But after a while, the rhythm of the zither music became faster and faster, as clear as jade beads falling on a plate, he gradually had a feeling.

The music seemed to be telling him a story, a story about a couple of lovers.

The sound of the zither had started from the moment they began to love each other. They had experienced many twists and turns along the way, but had also obtained unprecedented happiness. At that time, the rhythm of the zither was also at its fastest.

Hearing that piece of zither music, Qin Xuan felt as if every pore on his body was jumping in joy, as if he was excited from enjoying this wonderful music.

At that moment, he forgot about the world and his surroundings. The only thing accompanying him was the endless zither music.

Suddenly, Qin Xuan's heart trembled, he heard the burst of sword cries.

The roar was like a tiger or a dragon, shaking the heavens and the earth.

Who was the swordsman?

However, Qin Xuan did not open his eyes, if he did, the state of mind that he had comprehended with great difficulty, would be extremely difficult to comprehend.

At this moment, the zither music floated between the heaven and earth. It was melodious and melodious, like the chirping of a bird or the chirping of a spring, and sonorous like the clashing of swords and spears.

The whistling sound of the sword seemed to resonate with the sound of the zither, using the sword sounds that Qin Xuan heard, he determined that the swordsman must be in his youth, valiant and peerless.

The sword sounds contained concepts that were vast and profound. Each sword strike was as melodious as the roar of a dragon, faintly giving people a sense of masculinity. It was so exciting that they even wanted to hold their swords and dance with it.

After a long while, the sound of the zither gradually faded away. It was as if the person playing the zither was no longer in the mood to play. The music's tone was filled with sadness and melancholy, causing the listener to feel somewhat disappointed.

The sound of the sword was not as righteous as it was before, but it was a bit hesitant as it contained the Sword Intent s that were suffering.

Finally, the sound of the zither abruptly stopped. The sword had been sheathed, and it no longer danced. The heaven and earth once again returned to silence.

But even if the last melody sword fell, it still had its intentions, Qin Xuan had not walked out of the concept yet.

In a split second, Qin Xuan felt signs of a breakthrough in his body.

With a light sound, the stars shattered, and the light on the star chart grew even brighter.

Qin Xuan suddenly opened his eyes, his expression flickering with excitement.

Who would have thought that just by listening to the sound of the zither and the sound of the sword, he would be able to break through to the next level? This was simply natural.

But he knew in his heart that it was the sound of the zither that made him forget his surroundings and not deliberately think of cultivating.

He was simply feeling the intent within it, having been born from it. He allowed nature to take its course, unknowingly breaking through to the next level.