After becoming a master, he was cheated by the master

Shen Yao smiled when he heard his sour words, "What are you angry about again?"

Rong Jingsheng pursed his lips, as if he was aggrieved, but the words he spoke were still full of tea, "I know that I am not as good at pleasing the master as my senior brother, so I should ask the master what he has done just now, and study hard."

"Don't be poor." Shen Yao had long been accustomed to his habit of selling tea, "Did you just go out and do bad things?"

"I didn't do anything bad, I just gave them a little punishment." It just made it harder for them to make further progress in their cultivation. Rong Jingsheng smiled and said, "I always remember the master's instructions. I am very measured."

"...eat." How could he be so obedient? The blackening value had just increased a little. Shen Yao took a chopstick of food, and Rong Jingsheng poured himself a glass of wine and drank it slowly. After a while, When people were almost here, Zhang Yunzheng's voice rang out, "Thank you for coming all the way to participate in the trial. We plan to make the trial to punish the leader of the Lian Yue Sect the finale. We hope that all the guests and hosts will enjoy the banquet."

"Okay, okay." Someone agreed, and Zhang Yunzheng nodded to indicate that everyone could help themselves.

The banquet should naturally have music, but the music in the world of cultivators is different from that in the mortal world where people are invited to sing and dance. The main thing is that music cultivators do their own thing. To put it bluntly, it was a kind of competition. At this moment, a woman stood up, holding a guqin. Her body was as delicate as a willow branch. She walked to the middle of the field and smiled shyly. She put the guqin on the stage and pressed her bare hands on the strings. Her voice was soft and sweet. He said, "Mei Yinyin, the eldest disciple of the Miaoyin Sect, started this song to show off his ugliness and try to attract others."

"Miaoyin Sect? What sect is it?" Shen Yao asked in a low voice. I had never heard of it before I died.

When Rong Jingsheng saw Shen Yao coming over to ask questions, he was happy to answer her questions and smiled, "The Miaoyin Sect has emerged in the past few years. The main method of cultivation is music cultivation, the attack method is also rhythm, and the main weapons are various musical instruments. This eldest disciple should be at the Nascent Soul stage."

Mei Yinyin was worthy of being the eldest disciple. The notes came out, tinkling and tinkling like spring water. It was really nice to listen to. When the song ended, she stood up gracefully and received countless compliments. She pursed her lips shyly and said, "Thank you all. Since ancient times, music has been cultivated. It’s just a duet, I wonder if Yinyin can invite people in the audience to play a duet with Yinyin?”

Playing against each other is a competition. Shen Yao had some bad premonitions in his heart. When he met Mei Yinyin's eyes, the sense of crisis reached its peak. As expected, Mei Yinyin slowly said, "I heard that Chen Xianzun is very good at music. I wonder if Yinyin has any Are you qualified to invite Shen Xianzun to play a duet with me?"

Shen Yao: "..."

As soon as these words were said, everyone was in an uproar. Let's not mention whether Shen Yao was good at music or not. Even if she was good at it, it is now well known that she has no spiritual power. Whether she can pluck the strings is still a question. Wouldn't it be embarrassing to do it?

Mei Yinyin looked at Shen Yao, with a hint of hostility in her eyes. She was jealous of Shen Yao, going crazy with jealousy. Rong Jingsheng once rescued her on a desert island, and she had already fallen in love with him at that time. However, she chased him for a long time but could not get any sympathy from him. Until some time ago, she learned that Shen Yao After hearing the news about Yao's resurrection, she realized that Rong Jingsheng's heart had always been Shen Yao. The intimate discussion between the two just now made her almost miss the wrong note of jealousy.

She just wants to challenge Shen Yao, so what if she doesn't talk about martial arts? She just wants to make Rong Jingsheng realize that the person he likes is just a loser now and is not worthy of him at all. Even those two disciples were ordered by her to have a strange yin and yang energy. Yes, but Rong Jingsheng had to protect her.

Shen Yao quickly searched for the system in his head, "System, cheat for me. Thank you."

[There is no problem with your piano skills, but you have to deal with your spiritual power yourself, host. ] The system said with some frustration, [The last time I borrowed spiritual power privately, my mentor discovered it and confiscated it for a month. 】

The next second, Rong Jingsheng held Shen Yao's hand. As the fingers of the two intertwined, the warm heat spread from Rong Jingsheng's palm to Shen Yao. Rong Jingsheng smiled and said, "Master, this is your Spiritual power. Don’t worry, it doesn’t matter.”

Mei Yinyin's eyes turned red when she saw this, and everyone was shocked when this scene happened. Rong Jingsheng actually treated his master like this... Master-disciple love is really taboo.

"Well, let's compete." Shen Yao was blessed with buffs and gained confidence. He walked up and the system gave Shen Yao the piano skill buff. Someone with good intentions had already borrowed the piano and placed it in the field. Mei Yinyin's expression had a hint of gloom, "Shen Xianzun, please."

"Then I won't be polite." Shen Yao was not polite. He pressed his fingers on the strings and fiddled with them a few times, and the sound started to sound. The buff given by the system was indeed very useful. Mei Yinyin was stunned for a long time.

"Ah, Chen Xianzun's piano skills are indeed better than Mei Yinyin's." Someone whispered below, "Speaking of which, it turns out that he can really transmit spiritual power."

"No, it's just that a duel is a battle. How much spiritual power can Rong Jingsheng have to support the battle? Mei Yinyin is not weak either. Just now they only had a few seconds to transfer their spirits."

"Just watch, hey."

Mei Yinyin calmed down the shock in her heart, and suddenly thought that Shen Yao's current spiritual power came from Rong Jingsheng, and her heart felt even more sour. Sitting on the stool, plucking the strings was the sound blade attack.

"You really don't have martial ethics, I didn't even hit her just now!" Shen Yao complained to the system, while moving his finger, the sound blade hit her, back and forth.

"Hey, it's really an audio-visual feast." Someone below was enjoying the battle between the two and chatting with a smile. "Both of them are extremely good at music, which is a blessing for us."

I want to see how much spiritual power you have.

Mei Yinyin glanced at Rong Jingsheng inadvertently, and found that he was looking straight at Shen Yao, his eyes full of concentration, and a little dissatisfied in his heart. He plucked the strings faster and faster, but Shen Yao blocked them one by one. It was effortless. On the contrary, looking at her, she was now sweating profusely. She still looked as beautiful as before, but she looked like a slightly crazy woman.

"Bang——" The sound of the strings breaking.

Mei Yinyin stared blankly at the broken strings in front of her, her expression blank. Shen Yao also stopped playing the piano, stood up and said, "You... must have lost."

"This is not fair." Mei Yinyin's eyes were red, "He borrowed your spiritual power... This is not fair."

"This is not good. Before you challenged Shen Xianzun, you knew that she had no spiritual power. It was you who started this unfair competition." Someone couldn't see it and said, "With the help of spiritual power, in the later stage of Shen Xianzun's heyday, if If I compete with you then, I'm afraid you'll die in the first blow."

"...Really." Rong Jingsheng's voice was calm. Looking at Mei Yinyin's expression, which was slumped on the ground, she looked extremely cold. She turned to Shen Yao and said, "Master, you..."

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