Chapter 660: The Dao Heart Is Shaken

Ximen Guyan looked at Yan Qing, with a hint of expectation in his eyes. People from that place should be good at playing the zither, right?

"Let's start." Yan Qing glanced at Qin Xuan, then lowered his head.

Qin Xuan looked at Yan Qing, and his expression could not help but be stunned. From the side, this guy really looked like a woman, with skin as white as cream, so handsome.

Yan Qing's fingers gently plucked the strings of the zither. At first, he only plucked a few strings. The intermittent sound of the zither sounded, as if plucking people's heartstrings, making everyone's heart slightly touched.

"What a profound zither skill!" Ximen Bingyue's beautiful eyes flashed with surprise, and she looked at Yan Qing in surprise. If she didn't have a very delicate control of the zither sound, she would never be able to do this.

Ximen Guyan nodded in appreciation, and his eyes couldn't help but close. There are not many zither sounds in the world that he can appreciate, and this song is one of them.

Qin Xuan exhaled lightly, and the Soul-Destroying Sword appeared in his hand. His white shirt fluttered, his footsteps moved lightly, and his figure fluttered like a gust of wind. The sword in his hand danced to the sound of the piano. This scene looked extremely beautiful.

"Swoosh!"

The sound of sword energy cut through the void, and sword lights crisscrossed the air, extremely gorgeous. A white-clothed figure kept flashing and jumping in the space, and every move revealed a peerless style, as if reaching a special rhythm, touching people's heartstrings.

Xuanyuan Potian and Jian looked at the two people in front of them, looked at each other, and saw the shock in each other's eyes. If these two people were not of different genders, they would really be a pair made in heaven.

The sound of the piano became more and more urgent, like a clanging sound, and everyone seemed to have come to a battlefield. The roar of monsters resounded through the world, and the dust filled the sky. Endless killing intent permeated the void and enveloped the entire world.

On both sides of the space, two super-powerful legions faced each other, their swords drawn, and the killing intent soared straight into the sky.

Suddenly, the two legions charged forward at the same time as if they had agreed. In an instant, countless monster mounts trampled the void, shouts resounded through the sky, and armored warriors held spears and killed forward. The terrifying fighting spirit swept the world and oppressed everything.

For a time, blood was everywhere, piercing the eyes.

Everyone seemed to be on the scene, truly feeling the solemn and murderous atmosphere of the battlefield, their hearts trembled wildly, and sweat came out faintly on their foreheads, showing their inner tension at the moment.

Qin Xuan also entered that artistic conception, not only that, he really integrated into it and became one of the warriors.

He was wearing armor and holding a spear, and violent and powerful attacks were constantly released. Wherever he passed, all the enemies fell, and blood soaked his armor, and his handsome face looked a little fierce because it was covered with blood.

Long hair turned blood-red, the spear pierced through the void, piercing the enemy's head. Qin Xuan was like an undefeated god of war, walking in the void, with great momentum, killing gods and killing Buddhas!

At some point, the sound of the piano suddenly slowed down, like a gurgling mountain spring, warming people's hearts and soothing people's irritable emotions.

Qin Xuan's expression suddenly condensed, looking forward, only to see that all the enemies disappeared, only he was alone between heaven and earth, and the space fell into silence.

"What is this piano sound." Qin Xuan looked up at the sky, and a trace of confusion flashed in his bloodshot pupils. He had killed countless enemies and would soon be able to kill all the enemies. Why didn't the piano sound continue?

In the outside world, Qin Xuan stood in place with the Soul-Destroying Sword in his hand. His body seemed to be solidified, his eyes were closed, his brows were slightly wrinkled, and he seemed to be struggling with something.

"Kill, keep killing the world. You are talented and powerful. You are destined to become a general who commands thousands of troops. Why do you want to stop?" A loud voice appeared in the depths of Qin Xuan's mind, strong and domineering, but that voice was Qin Xuan's own.

Almost at the same time, another voice sounded: "Don't forget your original intention of practicing, which is to reach the peak of martial arts and fulfill the wishes of Elder Fen and those predecessors. Are you going to give up?"

Qin Xuan frowned even deeper. The two voices kept echoing in his ears, shaking his mind. He fell into a state of confusion and didn't know who to listen to.

Yan Qing raised his head and glanced at Qin Xuan, with a flash of surprise in his eyes. He had played many songs before, but none of them worked for Qin Xuan, but only this one made Qin Xuan fall into it.

Others also noticed Qin Xuan's abnormality, and they all opened their eyes and looked at Qin Xuan, with a bit of surprise in their eyes.

This song can summon their inner demons and shake their Dao hearts, but it does not have much effect on them. With Qin Xuan's strong Dao heart, he should have passed it easily, but he did not resist it. What happened?

Suddenly, Yan Qing's fingers gently pressed on the strings, and the strings stopped vibrating instantly, the sound of the piano stopped, and the artistic conception was broken.

The voice in Qin Xuan's mind finally disappeared. He slowly opened his eyes and saw that everyone was looking at him. He couldn't help but reveal a bitter smile. He knew he failed.

"Qin Xuan, what did you encounter just now?" Ximen Bingyue asked first.

"Nothing, two different voices sounded in my mind and shook my Dao heart." Qin Xuan said helplessly. He believed that his Dao heart was stable, but this time he was defeated very thoroughly, which also made him realize that his Dao heart was not as firm as it seemed.

At this time, Ximen Guyan opened his eyes, looked at Qin Xuan, and said, "Come with me, and the others continue to do their own things."

Everyone nodded, Xuanyuan Potian and Jian still went to challenge the pavilion, while Ximen Bingyue pulled Yan Qing along, ready to discuss and exchange zither skills together.

From the sound of the piano played by Yan Qing just now, it is obvious that his attainments in the art of playing the piano are higher than hers, which shocked her.

Qin Xuan followed Ximen Guyan to the depths of the inner courtyard. The environment here is quiet and fragrant, with many rockery trees standing in a forest, just like a paradise.

Suddenly, Ximen Guyan paused, turned to look at Qin Xuan, and asked: "Do you know why I brought you here?"

"Disciple doesn't know." Qin Xuan shook his head ashamedly.

"Since you don't know, then you can practice here in silence. I will come to ask you in a few days when you know and when you can learn the sound of the piano again."

After Ximen Guyan said this, his figure disappeared directly from the spot, like a gust of wind, and left as soon as he said he would.

Qin Xuan was stunned and stood there in a daze. It took a long time for him to react, and a bitter smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He felt more and more that Ximen Guyan was weird. Not only did he act weird, but he also taught his disciples in the same way. It was impossible to guess his thoughts.

Qin Xuan glanced around, his figure flashed, and he landed on the top of a rockery, sitting cross-legged. Since his master wanted him to meditate here, he must have a purpose, so he just did as he was told.