Zhu Tian: Becoming a Sword Master from Martial Arts

Chapter 130 Ying Huanhuan found a solution, Ling Qingzhu was misunderstood

"Boom! Boom!"

The melodious and light piano music, accompanied by the quiet mountain breeze, shuttled through the woods, creating ripples in the lake. The blooming lotus flowers swayed gently, creating quite a peaceful scene.

On the small open space in front of the lake, a girl in a light blue dress knelt in front of a guqin, her ten fingers gently plucking the strings. The pleasant sound of the guqin, like a clear spring, kept echoing between the mountains and forests.

In front of the desk nearby, a figure with his upper body wrapped in layers of white cloth and a faint bloody look could be seen. He sat cross-legged on the desk with his eyes closed, but with a faint smile on his face, as if he was immersed in the melodious piano music like clear spring water.

"Boom!!!"

After the song ended, the girl's green jade fingers lightly pressed the strings of the zither. Looking at the faint smile on the young man's face, Ying Huanhuan's mouth corners curved up in an arc, and she said quite complacently.

"How's it going? My piano skills are pretty good, right? Hehe, you are the first man besides my father who has had the honor of hearing me play the piano. This is my way of repaying you for saving my life!"

"Miss Ying's piano skills are superb, like the flowing water of a spring, or the returning clouds, with both the tranquility of rippling blue waves and the gentleness of a mountain breeze. I admire you!"

Lin Xuan slowly opened his eyes, and the green lake was reflected in his dark eyes. Faintly, there seemed to be vitality brewing in his eyes.

Half a month has passed since the Hundred Dynasties War, and Lin Xuan has been sleeping for a full half a month, only waking up today.

After all, the space of the ancient battlefield is a fragment of the heaven and earth. To use an analogy that is not very appropriate, it is like a small plane fetus. Of course, its function is limited to the ancient battlefield. At the same time, its power is much weaker than that of the plane fetus, and it also puts a great burden on the body.

Compared to the power of the Embryo of the Plane that is enough to crush the Ancestral Realm, the power of this mere fragment of the Ancient Battlefield is undoubtedly much weaker. If it were not for the power of the four sacred beasts, it would probably be only around the Wheel-Turning Realm.

In the ancient battlefield, the most powerful force is actually the power of rules of the four sacred beasts and the four evil beasts. If it is fully erupted, it will be stronger than the Seven Kings Palace itself.

But that is the power of an entire space, and most of it is used to maintain the stability of the space itself and protect the bloodline inheritance within it. What can be mobilized is, at most, the power of an ordinary reincarnation realm. But it cannot be mobilized casually, and the controller's body needs to be able to withstand enormous pressure.

Normally, with the strength of a minor success in the Life Profound Realm, one can at most bully some strong men who have just entered the Death Profound Realm. With the help of the power of space, one can easily kill them. If one wants to exert the strength of the Grand Elder of the Yuan Sect, one must use all means.

Because of Lin Xuan's special physique, the sword bones in the sword body are indeed very resistant to pressure. At the same time, Lin Xuan himself has a certain understanding of the Wheel of Changes Realm and even the Reincarnation Realm, so he can maximize the power as much as possible.

With the help of the power of the Devouring Ancestral Talisman and the Dark Ancestral Talisman, he was able to barely fight against the strong man in the Samsara Realm. If it weren't for the power of the heavenly thunder that gradually made Zhou Tong sober up, he would have been defeated long ago.

The sword that finally defeated Zhou Tong, including the half-sword that forced back the Seven Kings Palace, was already the limit of Lin Xuan's sublimation. If it weren't for Lin Xuan's attainments in the true meaning of Nirvana, which was second only to the Holy Spirit of Fire in the ancient times, the sacred beast Suzaku, his physical body would have collapsed long ago!

As for the sword that saved Zhou Tong, it was pure luck. Lin Xuan still had a clear understanding of his own strength.

It was precisely because that battle was fought so hard that Lin Xuan lay in bed for half a month before waking up. After all, it was not only the pressure on his physical body, but also his mental strength, plus the weakness deep in his soul.

After hearing Lin Xuan's praise, Ying Huanhuan couldn't help but smile a little, and her beautiful eyes were slightly curved. However, the next moment, the girl frowned in dissatisfaction, pouted her lips and said.

"Tsk, you're not sincere at all. My sister's last name is Ying too. Who knows if you're praising me or my sister?"

Looking at the coquettish and angry expression on that lively face, Lin Xuan was slightly startled and stood there in a daze. There seemed to be some special fluctuations flickering in his eyes.

In Lin Xuan's perception, the icy aura coming from the girl's body seemed to become clearer and clearer. However, in the brief contact, Lin Xuan could feel a lively and agile spirit from the girl that was completely different from the icy coldness and indifference.

It was as if the girl in front of him and himself were two completely opposite people, but two completely different people, yet Lin Xuan felt that they were the same person!

Two sides in one body!
Not only Ying Huan...the Ice Lord, but also the previous Lord of Life and Death.

Lin Xuan's strength was still very weak at that time. Although he claimed to have some understanding at that time, it seems now that he has not even entered the door, so he was unable to perceive much.

But some time ago, Lin Xuan had communicated with Yan and had some understanding of the Lord of Life and Death. The eldest sister among the eight ancient masters was actually a very generous but strict person in her heart. Unlike the free and easy Lord of Devouring, the Lord of Life and Death even once controlled the occupation of the entire Tianxuan Continent. She was a heroic woman who was vigorous, decisive, and wise.

Um, although I heard from Yan that the Lord of Life and Death seemed a little different when facing a certain junior brother.

But she was completely different from the Jiang Yinyin that Lin Xuan knew, but she was equally kind and generous.

Reincarnation, reincarnation seems to be more than just life and death...

When Ying Huanhuan saw that Lin Xuan didn't even reply to her after hearing what she said, she couldn't help but pout. Looking at that annoying icy face, she snorted lightly, put away the guqin in front of her, and prepared to get up and leave.

This light snort actually woke Lin Xuan up. When he saw that Ying Huanhuan seemed to be about to leave, his heart moved slightly and he spoke quickly.

"Yes... Miss Huanhuan, Lin Xuan was wrong. Miss Huanhuan's piano skills are the best that Lin Xuan has ever seen in his life!"

"That's pretty much it!"

Ying Huanhuan muttered softly, and a smile appeared on her face, but the next second, it was forcibly retracted. She snorted and said indifferently.

"Forget it, you are not sincere. I don't want you. Besides, if you are too attentive to me for no reason, you are either a traitor or a thief. If you suddenly change your mind, who knows if you have something to ask of me?"

"Miss Huanhuan is really amazing. Lin Xuan does have a favor to ask."

Under Ying Huanhuan's gaze, Lin Xuan did not hide anything. He stood up, clasped his fists, and spoke softly.

"Lin Xuan wants to learn the art of playing the zither. I wonder if the young lady can teach him?"

Lin Xuan wasn't interested in many things, except swords. Originally, he only thought wine was interesting. But after listening to Ying Huanhuan playing the guqin today, he felt that the guqin was also an interesting thing.

Sword heart and piano soul, from Ying Huanhuan's piano music, Lin Xuan could even feel a sense of touch from the sword, not only because the person playing the piano was the Ice Lord, but also from the piano music itself.

"You want to learn Qin from me?" After hearing Lin Xuan's words, Ying Huanhuan was obviously stunned for a moment. Qin Dao is a very unpopular art, and it is not like other spiritual treasures. One must practice Qin Dao hard before having the opportunity to practice related martial arts. Therefore, generally speaking, basically no one would suddenly switch to practicing Qin Dao, as the cost would be too high.

However, if it was Lin Xuan, with his talent, there shouldn't be any problem, right? Ying Huanhuan didn't think there was anything in the world that could stump this cold-faced guy.

"But I don't want to accept any apprentices. Besides, I'm still young. Being called teacher makes me feel old."

Looking at the guy who didn't say anything but just stood there with a serious and sincere look on his face, Ying Huanhuan kept cursing in his heart. After gritting his teeth, he finally spoke.

"How about this, you call me Senior Sister and I'll teach you, how about that?"

"Senior sister!"

Lin Xuan did not hesitate at all. This was no less than an offer of instruction. Not to mention senior sister, if Ying Huanhuan was willing, he would have no problem calling her teacher. After all, he really knew nothing about the art of zither.

"fool!"

Hearing that answer without hesitation, Ying Huanhuan's beautiful eyes couldn't help but widen. She felt angry and quickly waved her hands and said.

"Forget it, you are our Dao Sect's eldest senior brother. If my sister knew about this, I would be scolded again. Since you want to learn, I will be merciful and teach you!"

The eldest brother of Dao Sect, this is Lin Xuan’s special identity in Dao Sect. After all, Lin Xuan joined Dao Sect to seek the Tao, so he is naturally a disciple. However, his strength is so great that even Ying Xuanzi is very polite to him.

Eventually, he became the current special eldest brother. In name, he is the eldest eldest brother, but in fact, his status in Dao Sect is extremely special. Even the masters of the four halls are extremely polite to him.

"Thank you Miss Huanhuan for your advice!"

Ying Huanhuan took out her emerald green guqin from her Qiankun bag again, and walked to the desk in front of Lin Xuan with the guqin in her arms.

However, just as she approached, Ying Huanhuan smelled a faint aroma of wine. Looking down, she saw something shaped like a teapot on the table, with two cups next to it.

"Are you still drinking?"

"Lin Xuan is not interested in much. Wine is one, and now there is another one, the zither."

At the end, Lin Xuan added a sentence, which made Ying Huanhuan's originally bad expression ease a little.

Listening to the calm tone that seemed to be stating a fact, and then staring at Lin Xuan's face that was calm and matter-of-fact, Ying Huanhuan's expression gradually became stern, and she snorted.

"Your injury hasn't healed yet, so you're not allowed to drink. You're not allowed to argue. This is necessary for piano practice. You're not allowed to drink while practicing. Do you hear me? If you want to drink, then drink tea! Here, that's it!"

Lin Xuan looked at the cup in front of him, hesitated for a moment, and chose to put it away. Although he felt that the wine should not affect his piano practice, after all, his sword practice had never been affected, and sometimes it would even often affect him.

But after all, it was Ying Huanhuan who said it. As a beginner who knows nothing, we still have to maintain enough respect.

After seeing Lin Xuan's actions, Ying Huanhuan's lips slowly curled up into a smile. She felt like she had found a way to deal with this guy.

"Very good. Next, I will teach you to identify the five tones: Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, and Yu. Come..."

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Taiqing Realm, Taiqing Palace.

Ling Qingzhu, wearing a plain long dress, sat upright on the green lotus with her eyes closed, as if she was practicing. However, from the turbulent aura around her, one could feel that Ling Qingzhu's heart seemed a little confused.

All of this started when she heard the news of the Hundred Dynasties War. Ling Qingzhu could never have imagined that that man would leave her behind so quickly. His growth rate had completely surpassed Ling Qingzhu's understanding of evildoers.

Although that was due to the peculiarities of the ancient battlefield, Ling Qingzhu still felt extremely shocked. Not long ago, she still regarded the other party as her opponent and the goal she was pursuing, but it has only been a short time.

Even if we put aside the peculiarities of the ancient battlefield, that man's swordsmanship was enough to amaze even the strong ones in the Wheel-Turning Realm. His strength at the minor success stage of the Profound Life Realm seemed only slightly higher than her peak stage of the Nirvana Realm, but based on Ling Qingzhu's understanding of that man, she was afraid that even herself, whose strength was not inferior to his, would not be able to take even one sword strike from him.

"Qingzhu, are you still thinking about him?"

The figure of the Palace Master of Taiqing Palace appeared quietly behind Ling Qingzhu at some point, but strangely, Ling Qingzhu did not feel surprised at all, but just asked back.

"Master, I heard that on that day, that person took the initiative to rescue Master Ying's daughter?"

Upon hearing this, the Palace Master of Taiqing Palace frowned slightly, and had a bad feeling in her heart. However, looking at Ling Qingzhu's arrogant and cold face, knowing the latter's stubborn and strong character, the Palace Master of Taiqing Palace could only sigh inwardly, nodded and explained softly.

"Yes, it was the Sword Saint who took the initiative to rescue Master Ying's daughter from the Yuan Sect's Grand Elder that day. Perhaps he couldn't stand the Yuan Sect's actions."

Ling Qingzhu shook her head slightly. She knew that man very well. His heart, like his sword, was very cold. So, the Ying Huanhuan, or Yuanmen, whom he rescued, must have some special secret.

"Dao Sect Master Ying sent an invitation, saying that he wanted to exchange ideas again. Last time, Master Ying went in person. This time, I plan to take you and Su Rou and a few other disciples to Dao Sect."

The Palace Master of Taiqing Palace hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to speak, but he did not explain that Ling Qingzhu was invited by Lin Xuan himself. Originally, Ying Xuanzi and the others just wanted the Palace Master of Taiqing Palace to find an excuse to go to Dao Sect to discuss important matters.

After all, judging from the current situation, the Palace Master of Taiqing Palace was worried that if she told the truth, her disciple would think too much about it and get deeper and deeper into trouble.

However, Ling Qingzhu, whose mind was on Ying Huanhuan, didn't notice any of this and just nodded in response.

"Master, Qingzhu knows!"

(End of this chapter)