Chapter 48: Music of the Piano and Howling of the Sword

Three days passed quickly.

During this period, Qin Xuan often practiced cross-legged on the cliff, and often tempered his body under the rapids of waterfalls. His life was very fulfilling.

This day was the day that Elder Yunshan agreed to send Huo'er to Uncle Nine to practice. Qin Xuan arrived there very early.

Huo'er was personally taken to Elder Yunshan's cave by Mo Fei.

Elder Yunshan looked at Qin Xuan and Huo'er and said solemnly: "I told you in advance that whether to accept her or not depends on her own opinion. I won't speak."

Qin Xuan nodded. He naturally understood this. Accepting disciples is originally based on fate.

If fate is not there, even if Huo'er is forcibly returned to Uncle Nine, I am afraid that she will not learn anything.

Huo'er also nodded lightly. She herself didn't care so much. As long as she could be with Qin Xuan, other things were not important.

Seeing that both of them were more open-minded, Elder Yunshan nodded in appreciation and said, "Then let's go now."

He waved his hand, and a surge of gentle Yuan force broke away from his hand and entangled them.

Then they felt the world spinning, as if they were flying in the air, moving quickly, and without consuming any true energy.

"This is a Yuanfu realm strongman, who can take people away so easily. If they were alone, I'm afraid the speed would be even more terrifying!" Qin Xuan's mind was spinning rapidly. This was the first time he felt the strength of the Yuanfu realm so closely.

"Qin Xuan, do you know what the biggest difference between the Yuanfu realm and the Kaiyuan realm is?" Elder Fen suddenly said.

Qin Xuan was stunned, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "The Kaiyuan realm is to open up the acupoints of the whole body, becoming Kaiyuan, and the amount of true essence that can be accommodated is greatly increased, while the Yuanfu realm is to break the Yuandan and condense the Yuanfu, which seems to increase the amount of true essence, right?"

"You are only talking about the most superficial things." Fen Lao said slowly, paused for a moment, and then said, "The opening of the Yuanfu in the Yuanfu realm is to communicate with the will of heaven and earth, and use the will of heaven and earth to help oneself open the Yuanfu. In other words, when you reach the Yuanfu realm, there is already a trace of the will of heaven in it."

"The will of heaven is illusory and elusive, so many people in the Yuanfu realm are only average in strength."

"But some people are very outstanding, and the important point is the understanding of that trace of the will of heaven, of course, it is also related to the number of their own Yuanfu."

Qin Xuan listened to Fen Lao's words, and seemed to understand something, as if he understood it, but he didn't quite understand the specific meaning.

It felt like there was a thin layer of white paper blocking his thinking, and as long as it was broken, he would be able to see the light.

During the time when Qin Xuan and Elder Fen were secretly communicating, the figures of the three people moved quickly, like a ray of light passing through the sky, and disappeared in a flash.

"We are here."

Suddenly, the voice of Elder Yunshan came to Qin Xuan's ears. He opened his eyes and saw a sea of ​​flowers in front of him. Flowers of various colors were blooming, extremely brilliant.

A wisp of tempting flower fragrance floated out from the sea of ​​flowers and entered the noses of the three people. They felt refreshed and their bodies seemed to become much lighter.

"Is this the cave where Uncle Nine practices? It is so unique. She practices in the sea of ​​flowers. It seems that she is also a hermit." Qin Xuan was secretly amazed.

Elder Yunshan looked at Qin Xuan and Huo'er, and said lightly: "Come with me. Remember not to speak later. Uncle Nine has a very strange temper."

Qin Xuan and Huo'er were both stunned, but soon seemed to figure something out. They looked at each other and smiled.

No wonder Elder Yunshan and Uncle Nine had such a romantic past. When two strange people are together, it is inevitable that sparks will fly...

Qin Xuan and Huo'er followed Elder Yunshan into the sea of ​​flowers. Elder Yunshan led the way in front. Suddenly, a strong wind blew in front of them.

At that moment, countless flowers fell to the ground, and then floated up with the wind. The scene was extremely spectacular.

When Elder Yunshan saw this scene, he smiled bitterly in his heart and murmured, "It seems that you still don't want to forgive me."

What Qin Xuan and Huo'er didn't expect was that the flowers in the sky suddenly bloomed wildly at this moment, and rays of light spread all over the earth, as dazzling as fairy light, making it impossible to look directly at them.

After the light bloomed, the life of the flowers seemed to have come to an end. They began to wither and die at a rapid speed, falling powerlessly on the ground, which made people feel a little disappointed.

"Master." Qin Xuan called Elder Yunshan, not knowing why.

But he waved his hand and slowly raised it. A pure white tide of true energy surged towards the withered flowers. The energy seemed to be mixed with a breath of life.

Wrapped in the energy with the breath of life, the withered flowers seemed to be rejuvenated, began to grow again, and took root in the earth again.

For a time, the space was alternating between life and death.

The flowers bloomed with fairy light in the air, then withered and fell off, while those fallen flowers grew again under the true energy of Elder Yunshan and rejuvenated.

Qin Xuan finally understood Uncle Nine's intention. She wanted to express that her heart was dead, just like the withered flowers, which had bloomed wildly and beautifully.

However, it was fleeting and soon withered.

But Elder Yunshan made those flowers reborn, perhaps to melt Uncle Nine's frozen heart and move her with his sincerity.

Thinking of this, Qin Xuan looked at Elder Yunshan. Looking at the old man who was not very tall, he felt a little heartache in his heart.

Master must have not been happy these years. He practices alone, but his beloved is not far away. Isn't this a torment for him?

"Come in."

A slightly gentle voice floated from the depths of the sea of ​​flowers, which made the old man Yunshan look happy.

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

Then Qin Xuan and Huo'er were wrapped in a stream of true energy, and their bodies were out of control again. They were directly dragged away by the old man Yunshan.

Qin Xuan was a little amused. Why is this master sometimes like a child? Even if he is eager to see Uncle Nine, he doesn't need to be so anxious, right?

Soon, the three of them came to the end of the sea of ​​flowers, and bursts of melodious piano sounds came to their ears. The piano sounds were gentle and beautiful, like the sound of nature, calming people's minds.

The three walked forward, looking forward, and found that there was a winding stream flowing down from a height not far away, like a vertical white silk thread.

Qin Xuan looked down and found that there was a plain-clothed figure playing the piano downstream of the stream.

The vision of a warrior is amazing, and Qin Xuan has blue pupils to help him, so his vision is even more amazing, and he can see everything over there clearly.

The plain figure lowered his eyebrows and played slowly, his eyes slightly closed, as if immersed in the melodious piano sound. This scene is quite artistic.

Qin Xuan looked at the old man Yunshan again, but was surprised to find that he actually sat down cross-legged, also with his eyes closed, as if listening to the piano quietly.

"Huo'er, let's listen to the piano carefully, maybe it will help our mood." Qin Xuan said to Huo'er.

Then Qin Xuan and Huo'er also sat on the ground, closed their eyes and listened to the continuous piano sound.

One person drinks and gets drunk, everyone is drunk and I am the only one awake, these are the two extremes of drinking.

One person plays the piano for a long time, three or two people listen, but this is also the beauty of the piano sound.

Qin Xuan closed his eyes, without using any of his true energy, but just carefully felt the sound of the piano.

At first, Qin Xuan didn't understand what the piano sound meant. Later, as the rhythm of the piano sound became faster and faster, as crisp as jade beads falling on a plate, he gradually felt it.

The piano sound seemed to be telling a story, the story of a pair of lovers.

The piano sound started when they began to fall in love. They experienced many waves of torture in the middle, but they got unprecedented happiness. At that time, the rhythm of the piano sound was the fastest.

Listening to the piano sound, Qin Xuan seemed to be beating with joy in every pore of his body, as if he was excited because of enjoying this wonderful music.

At this moment, he forgot the world and everything around him. The only thing that accompanied him was the continuous piano sound.

Suddenly, Qin Xuan's heart trembled violently, and bursts of sword whistling sounded in his ears.

The whistling sound was like a tiger and a dragon, roaring the world and shaking the sky.

Who is dancing with a sword?

But Qin Xuan did not open his eyes. If he had opened his eyes, it would have been difficult to comprehend the artistic conception that he had finally realized.

At this moment, the sound of the piano floated between heaven and earth, melodious and graceful, as clear as the cry of an oriole, as loud as a spring, and as clanging as a sword and a gun. The sound of the piano kept changing, telling stories one after another, making people feel deeply moved.

And the whistling of the sword seemed to be in harmony with the sound of the piano. Based on the sound of the sword he heard in his ears, Qin Xuan judged that the sword dancer should be in his youth, full of heroic spirit and unparalleled elegance.

The artistic conception contained in the sword sounds was so vast, and each sword seemed to be as pleasant as the roar of a dragon, faintly making people feel a masculine aura, inspiring people, and even wanting to dance with a sword.

After a long time, the sound of the piano gradually weakened, as if the player had no intention of playing. The melody was full of sadness and melancholy, which made the listener feel a little lost.

The sound of the sword was not as righteous as before, but it was a bit hesitant, with a sword meaning that was difficult to express.

Finally, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, the sword was sheathed, no longer dancing, and the world returned to tranquility.

However, even though the song ended and the sword fell, the meaning was still there, and Qin Xuan had not yet walked out of that artistic conception.

At a certain moment, Qin Xuan felt that his body had actually shown signs of a breakthrough. He shouted in his heart, and the true essence rushed into the stars on the star map.

Only a slight sound was heard, the stars shattered, and the light on the star map became stronger.

Qin Xuan suddenly opened his eyes, with sparks of excitement flashing in his eyes.

I didn't expect that just listening to the sound of the piano and the sword whistling once would actually break through the realm. It was simply a matter of course.

But he knew in his heart that it was the sound of the piano that made him forget everything around him, and he didn't deliberately think about practicing.

He just simply felt the artistic conception in it, and he was inspired, letting it go, and he broke through the realm unknowingly.