The Immortal Way is Fierce

Chapter 203 Relatives
Zhang Jingyuan felt like he was flying over numerous undercurrents, hills, and rivers, and flying further and further towards the bottom of Lingbao Lake.

I don't know how long it took, but Zhang Jingyuan and Master Ji Feng finally plunged into the river bed under the control of this pulling force.

Just when Zhang Jingyuan thought that all he could see was some rocky soil, he suddenly discovered that there was a cave under the river bed.

Under the river bed, there is a magnificent and antique hall, and the faint sound of the piano comes from this hall.

However, before Zhang Jingyuan could see clearly what the hall looked like, the traction force unquestionably sucked him into the hall.

Entering the main hall, white gauze filled the entire hall. Zhang Jingyuan could only vaguely see a graceful body gently playing the piano.

"Your distinguished guest, please wait a moment. After the queen has finished playing, she will naturally invite you to meet her."

A clear and sweet female voice suddenly appeared in Zhang Jingyuan's ears. He turned his head and looked towards the place where the voice came from, only to see a bottle-shaped magic weapon emitting a faint fluorescent light, facing him.

There is no doubt that this sound came from this bottle-shaped magic weapon.

And if he feels right, there is a high chance that this bottle-shaped magic weapon is still a heaven-level magic weapon.

Although it stands to reason that earth-level magic weapons can give birth to weapon spirits, after all, he was a Dao Lord in his previous life, and he even had several spiritual treasures. The difference between earth-level magic weapons, heaven-level magic weapons, and weapon spirits, he can still Perceived.

Because most of the earth-level magic weapon spirits can clearly feel that although they have spiritual intelligence, it is not too much. To a certain extent, it is basically the same as the IQ of a child under seven years old. In terms of behavior and speech, , which is probably the case.

In addition, the aura exuded by heaven-level magic weapons and earth-level magic weapons is also very different.

It seemed that Zhang Jingyuan did not show an expression of surprise or even panic as she thought, and the bottle-shaped magic weapon couldn't help but say "Eh".

But when Zhang Jingyuan looked at her again, she ran away like flying.

Zhang Jingyuan smiled slightly and felt at ease as he came. He sat down cross-legged and listened carefully to the sound of the piano.

I don’t know how long it took, the song ended, and the white gauze curtain in front of me was slowly opened. A woman in white clothes, pure and pure, not like a mortal, sat behind a guqin, looking at Zhang Jingyuan with a smile on her lips. .

Just between the frown and smile, the noble look on his body was naturally revealed, as if he was a fairy coming out of the Moon Palace!

The heaven and earth became clean, and there was a holy flavor.

"I've seen Miss Qin. The sound of the piano really lingered around for three days, leaving endless aftertaste."

Zhang Jingyuan saluted the woman and smiled.

Hearing this, a trace of surprise flashed in the woman's eyes, and then she turned her eyes and couldn't help but smile: "You are really a smart person, you can guess it's me. What's even more difficult is, now that you've guessed it's me, how can you still So elegant, graceful and elegant, with the demeanor of a gentleman."

"The girl is so impressed. In this Lingbao Lake, apart from the girl, I really can't think of anyone who can directly bring my soul here, let alone who can play such a beautiful piano sound." , naturally I can’t think of anyone who can use a heavenly magic weapon to be a maid.”

As he spoke, Zhang Jingyuan smiled at the bottle-shaped magic weapon standing next to the woman in white.

The bottle-shaped magic weapon immediately shyly hid behind the woman in white, but still stretched out the mouth of the bottle and quietly looked at Zhang Jingyuan.

Well, that's right, the woman in white in front of her is obviously Wanxing Ziweiqin.

If it weren't for this piano, Zhang Jingyuan really couldn't imagine who in this Lingbao Lake could do what he just said. Moreover, he could still faintly feel the aura emanating from the woman in white. Silk, half a year ago, when Lingbao Lake opened, the coercion emanated from the Ten Thousand Star Ziwei Qin.

In addition, he can be sure that this Ten Thousand Star Ziwei Qin is definitely not as simple as the so-called heaven-level magic weapon. It has been promoted to a psychic treasure.

Even seeing that he is so agile, handsome, and looks like a real person, he must be considered the best among the psychic treasures.

What he just couldn't figure out was why this Ten Thousand Star Ziwei Qin pulled his soul here?
He didn't seem to have done anything, right?

A thought flashed across his mind, and Zhang Jingyuan winked at Master Ji Feng next to him.

He had just heard Master Ji Feng say that he wanted to seduce him with the Ten Thousand Stars Ziwei Qin. Now that the Ten Thousand Stars Ziwei Qin was in front of him, it was time for Master Ji Feng to show off his charm.

Feeling the strong malice coming from Zhang Jingyuan, Master Ji Feng suddenly had the urge to faint.

At that time, he was just trying to show his loyalty and have a good time. How could he have thought that he would actually appear in front of Wanxing Ziwei Qin?

And he didn't realize the seriousness of the problem just now, until Zhang Jingyuan revealed the identity of Wanxing Ziweiqin and said that the bottle next to it was actually a heaven-level magic weapon.

Only then did he realize that he seemed to be in danger. "In this case, I was rude and brought you here without your permission. This is my fault. I apologize to you."

As she spoke, the woman in white knelt down and saluted Zhang Jingyuan.

Zhang Jingyuan accepted the gift with a smile, but his mind was racing, thinking about why the Ten Thousand Star Ziwei Qin led his soul to this place.

At this moment, the woman in white looked directly at Zhang Jingyuan, her eyes were complicated, including confusion, regret, and nostalgia, but mostly she was excited to see him again after a long absence.

Obviously, the woman in white didn't intend to sell anything.

After about five breaths, she slowly said: "Xiao Langjun, you are probably a little curious. Why did I invite Xiao Langjun to come here to talk about it? It's because I saw it. When I left it, I didn't know how many people there were. Era, I have never stopped thinking about it, but I also know that the possibility of seeing it is too small."

"So, when he just came in, I noticed him. After thinking about it for a long time, I took the liberty to ask him to explain my feelings of missing you."

As soon as the woman in white said these words, Zhang Jingyuan couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly, as if he had some realization. He seemed to have noticed something.

And he really didn't expect that he had been under the surveillance of Wanxing Ziweiqin for the past six months.

However, before he could speak, the sacred sycamore tree suddenly emerged from above his head. The branches and leaves on the crown of the tree swayed gently, exuding joyful mood swings.

Under Zhang Jingyuan's eight years of care, the sacred sycamore tree has become very different from before. Especially compared with the previous situation, when it was bare and didn't even have a few leaves, the sacred sycamore tree at this time can already be regarded as, The branches are flourishing.

The sacred sycamore tree now has almost fifty or sixty leaves.

As soon as the sycamore sacred tree appeared, the woman in white could not help but burst into tears, and her slender body could not help but tremble slightly.

She staggered and walked to Zhang Jingyuan with great difficulty, wanting to gently touch the branches and leaves of the sacred sycamore tree, but unfortunately, her palm went straight through the sacred sycamore tree without touching any of it.

As if she didn't expect this to happen, the woman in white suddenly burst into tears. The tears poured down like a bursting dam in an instant, almost covering her entire face.

"It's happy to see you."

Seeing this, he didn't know what to think. Zhang Jingyuan gently wiped away the tears from the eyes of the woman in white with his fingers, and said softly with great gentleness.

The woman in white was stunned for a moment, then actually hugged Zhang Jingyuan into her arms, and then continued to cry. She looked like a little girl who had been abducted for many years and finally found her parents.

The woman in white was crying while explaining to Zhang Jingyuan why she was like this and what kind of relationship she had with the Wutong Sacred Tree.

After listening for a while, Zhang Jingyuan finally understood what kind of relationship the Ten Thousand Star Ziwei Qin had with the Indus Sacred Tree.

According to the woman in white, she was the first piano in the world of cultivation. After being made by a certain great master, she stayed with him until his death. She was also seriously injured and dilapidated.

Then she fell asleep for an unknown number of epochs before she was picked up by the ancestor of Longxiang Taoist Temple.

As for her relationship with the Wutong Sacred Tree, Zhang Jingyuan's joke just now, "A blind cat meets a dead mouse," was really right.

The Ten Thousand Stars Lagerstroemia Qin was once part of the Indus Sacred Tree. To be precise, the Great Master cut off a branch of the Indus Sacred Tree and then made the Ten Thousand Stars Lagerstroemia Qin.

In this way, the Ten Thousand Star Ziwei Qin and the Indus Sacred Tree are not the relationship between children and parents.

I don't know how long it took, but the woman in white stopped crying, looked at Zhang Jingyuan with some embarrassment, and whispered softly: "These things have been buried in my heart for too long, and no one can tell them. Now I meet Xiao Langjun." , I couldn’t bear it for a while.”

"What is this? Now I am it, it is me, we are indistinguishable from each other." Zhang Jingyuan said with a smile.

At this moment, he has become one with the Divine Indus Tree. From a certain perspective, he is the Divine Indus Tree, and the Divine Indus Tree is him.

But deep down in his heart, Zhang Jingyuan still had some unavoidable worries. After all, if the woman in white wanted to keep the sacred sycamore tree here and accompany her, then he would be in trouble.

After all, let alone the fact that his wood-type Heavenly Spiritual Root was brought by the Indus Divine Tree, just saying that Zhang Meifeng still needs to rely on the Indus Divine Tree to heal her injuries, it is doomed that he cannot leave the Indus Divine Tree here.

At this moment, he suddenly experienced what Master Ji Feng felt when he faced him.

Go ahead, if you feel unwilling to do so, but don’t go along, because your strength won’t allow it.

(End of this chapter)