Fortune Shrine

Chapter 13 The Qin Girl Has No Dreams

"It is said that Taixuan Xianzun, the patriarch of my Taixuan sect, is a great supernatural being who roams the world. Ten thousand years ago, he was seriously injured for some reason and came to this world."

"Afterwards, he founded Taixuanzong, but due to his serious injuries, he fell shortly after."

"However, before he fell, he sealed all the knowledge he had learned in his life, as well as countless magical weapons, immortal weapons, and panacea in the Taixuan Palace, and passed down a word that whoever can comprehend the twelve tidal arts will be able to open the Taixuan Palace. Can be the master of Taixuan Palace."

The young man in blue nodded slightly, as if he was no stranger to this legend.

"Thousands of years have passed. However, let alone comprehend the twelve levels of Tidal Jue, no one can comprehend even the eleven levels. Even if it is the ten levels, in the entire history of Taixuanzong, one hand can count them."

The old man's voice was a little emotional.

"I thought it was just a legend, but I didn't expect that that day, the mysterious imprint left on the third mural by Taixuan Xianzun disappeared, exactly the same as when you and Ji Wuxian comprehended the Ten Tidal Art .”

"The difference is that there are many more mysterious marks on the first mural, but only one on the third mural."

The young man in blue was slightly startled when he heard this, "Old Ancestor, you mean that only one person can comprehend the Twelve Stage Tidal Art?"

The old man nodded slightly, and said: "If the rumors are true, then the Supreme Profound Immortal is obviously selecting a successor, and naturally there is only one master of the Supreme Profound Palace."

The face of the young man in blue changed slightly, and there was a trace of unwillingness in his eyes.

"The matter is very important, and this matter can only be investigated in secret." The old man looked serious, and then asked, "How is Ji Wuxian, do you think it is possible for her?"

"Back to the ancestor, Ji Wuxian is no different from usual, and she has to study the second mural every day, so it is unlikely to be her." The blue-clothed youth said.

The old man nodded, but did not speak, his deep eyes looked at the starry sky again.

The next day, the news of the cultivation base test had spread throughout the outer sect, and all the disciples were immersed in a fanatical cultivation atmosphere.

Fang Yi is no exception.

But today he had a new understanding of Xingyun swordsmanship, so he went out directly.

The place where he and Fatty lived was not big, not suitable for sword practice, and he didn't want to disturb Fatty either.

Came to a piece of open grass, here is a corner of Qingyun Peak, usually few people come, let alone this juncture, everyone is practicing desperately, trying to get a good result in the test five days later.

Fang Yi was so happy that he began to practice, the sword in his hand was like a silver snake.

The first form of the Xingyun Sword Art, "Xingyun Liushui", is not difficult to comprehend. It requires that the sword moves as smoothly as flowing water, without the slightest pause.

Fang Yi has almost practiced this form in the past few days. As for the second form "Dark Clouds", he also has a little insight.

With a flick of his long sword, the shadows of the sword all over the sky were like billowing black clouds, under the edge of the sword, everything was shrouded in it, making it suffocating.

"Zheng!"

Suddenly, a melodious sound of the piano sounded, like a stream of clear springs flowing slowly, and like spring returning to the earth and everything reviving.

"yeah!"

Fang Yi was immersed in the sound of the piano, stopped practicing, and couldn't help but look for the sound of the piano.

In the distance, a bamboo house appeared in front of it, and a beautiful figure sat in front of the bamboo house. She was wearing a pink dress, and she plucked the strings with ten fingers. Her graceful figure was the same as the sound of her piano. Touching.

This is a stunning woman, her beauty is breathtaking, but behind this beauty, there is a trace of paleness, which makes her look extremely weak.

"Bastard! Back off for me."

Suddenly, a cold drink sounded.

A young man in black stood in front of Fang Yi, looking at him with cold eyes.

The sound of the piano also stopped abruptly at this time.

"Ah Jiu, don't be rude!" A clear and pleasant voice sounded, and it was the stunning woman who spoke.

The black-clothed youth named Ah Jiu gave Fang Yi a hard look, then stepped aside.

Fang Yi also came back to his senses at this time, quickly hugged his fist, and expressed a little apology: "I don't intend to offend, but I was attracted by the sound of the piano. If there is any offense, I hope you will forgive me."

"Master, you are serious. It is the sound of Wumeng's piano that disturbs you." The stunning woman smiled lightly, like a hundred flowers blooming.

"The girl was joking, how can such a beautiful piano sound be called disturbing." Fang Yi smiled slightly.

"Is it possible that the young master is proficient in rhythm?"

Fang Yi smiled embarrassingly, and quickly waved his hands and said, "I'm a rough person, and I don't know anything about rhythm, but I can tell the difference between good and bad sounds."

While Fang Yi was talking, he couldn't help but think of an ancient song that he liked very much in his previous life, HITA's "Caiwei".

"There is a piece of music here, I think the girl will like it."

After thinking about it, Fang Yi decided to let this song appear in this world.

Immediately after coming to a broken stone, the long sword flew, and the song "Caiwei" appeared on the broken stone.

"When the snow is about to come, I boil another pot of wine, and the loneliness will last for a long time."

"On a cold night, on the other side of the mountain, the clouds came out of the Xiu, beside the small fire, that ballad was written inadvertently."

"..."

At first, the stunning woman was expressionless, but as the whole song appeared, a hint of excitement appeared on her beautiful face.

"It's a good song. Young master still can't understand the rhythm. Once this song comes out, Wumeng will feel ashamed."

Fang Yi said with a faint smile: "It's true that I don't understand the rhythm. I just got it by chance. I'll give this piece to the girl as an apology!"

"Thank you, my lord. If you accept the song Wumeng, you won't dare to make an apology." The stunning woman stood up and bowed slightly to Fang Yi.

Fang Yi also hurriedly returned the gift, and then retreated.

In fact, Fang Yi was full of curiosity about the stunning woman. Qingyun Peak, one of the three peaks of the outer sect, and all the disciples on this peak were outer sect disciples, but he had never seen or heard of this woman.

He believes that other disciples must not know about it, otherwise, such a woman with a peerless beauty would have spread the word in the outer sect long ago.

If it didn't spread, it could only mean that no one knew about it.

In other words, very few people know.

Isn't she an outer disciple?Then how could it appear in Qingyun Peak?

Fang Yi was puzzled, but he didn't ask too much. Everyone has their own secrets.

At night, the melodious sound of the piano sounded in the bamboo house. If Fang Yi was here, he would definitely be able to hear that this was the song Caiwei.

Outside the bamboo house, Ah Jiu held the sword in his chest, guarding it like a statue.

Suddenly, a white shadow descended from the sky, Ah Jiu seemed to have gotten used to this scene, and bowed slightly to the white shadow.

"I've seen Miss!"

"How is Second Miss today?" A cold voice sounded.

"Second Miss is in good condition, but an outer disciple came here unintentionally today and left a piece of music, Second Miss seems to like it very much."

Bai Ying slowly walked out from the darkness, and the faint fire light in the bamboo house illuminated her face.

If Fang Yi were here, he would be very surprised, because this face was exactly the same as the stunning woman he saw during the day, but the brows were more cold.

PS: HITA's "Caiwei" is a very nice song, let me borrow it again, and recommend everyone to listen to it by the way, it is very good.

(End of this chapter)