Zhu Tian: Becoming a Sword Master from Martial Arts

Chapter 131 Ying Huanhuan and Ling Qingzhu meet
Daofeng.

The peaks shrouded in clouds and mist exude an ethereal and otherworldly Taoist charm, and have a transcendent and immortal style.

And today, outside the peaceful Dao Peak in the past, there is a handsome and noble scarlet divine bird, dragging its long fiery red feathers, flying around Dao Peak. As the scarlet divine bird dances in the sky, a holy and peaceful atmosphere lingers above Dao Peak.

As the divine bird soared into the sky, there were also the sacred and noble sounds of a phoenix, echoing in the endless peaks and forests. However, amidst the sounds of the phoenix, there was a faint clear and melodious sound of a piano.

On the small flat ground above the peak, a white four-horned deer was lying by the lake, sleeping peacefully with its eyes closed. On the deer, leaning on a small white-haired red ape was also sleeping peacefully.

Not far away, next to a small desk, there was a music stand with a fiery red guqin on it. On the guqin was a pattern of a divine bird spreading its wings. It looked quite similar to the divine bird flying outside Daofeng.

At this moment, ten slender fingers are constantly plucking the five amber strings of the guqin. It seems chaotic, but there is a special charm faintly revealed. As the strings are constantly plucking, crisp and pleasant sounds are constantly emitted between the vibrations of the strings, making people close their eyes unconsciously and enjoy it.

Ying Huanhuan looked at the young man sitting cross-legged in front of the fiery red guqin, and at his inexplicably charming face, with a bit of surprise in her eyes.

Even Ying Huanhuan did not expect that Lin Xuan's talent in playing the musical instrument would be so good. Or rather, in what aspect of talent did this ice block in front of him have that he was so fabulous?

In just one month, Lin Xuan not only mastered the art of playing the zither, but he could even be said to have mastered it. With the Tianhuang Harp in his hands, Ying Huanhuan felt as if she had completely come alive, as if that was not just a Tianhuang Harp, but a living divine bird, the Phoenix.

Thinking back, it took the girl a very long time, and only with the help of her father, did she get the recognition of Tian Huang Qin and was able to get close to Tian Huang Qin. But after practicing for so long, a full ten years, she still couldn't really get the recognition of Tian Huang Qin. But this guy, as soon as he came, he directly "stole" her Tian Huang Qin away.

Looking up at the Sky Phoenix Spirit flying through the clouds, Ying Huanhuan sneered as he recalled what Lin Xuan had said before, that he knew nothing about the art of playing the zither and had mediocre talent.

What made the girl even more angry was that she was so naive at the beginning that she actually believed what the other party said. After all, this guy's talent in kendo had already astonished the world. It was normal that his talent in the completely different art of playing the zither was a little bit worse. After all, playing the zither was too unpopular, and there were even fewer people with talent in this area.

"Wow!!"

With the sound of a clear phoenix cry, the soaring divine bird fell from the clouds and then dived into the fiery red guqin in front of the figure in white.

Lin Xuan gently stroked the strings of the zither with both hands, and his eyes slowly opened with a hint of aftertaste in them. His decision was indeed correct. The way of the zither was particularly compatible with his way of the sword, and the two complemented each other.

Moreover, perhaps because of the Suzaku bloodline in his body, this Tianhuang Harp is extremely compatible with Lin Xuan. There seems to be a special connection between the two. Every time he plays it, although Lin Xuan does not use any strength, there is a faint sense of Taoism permeating in the sound of the harp.

"Not bad, you are worthy of being taught by me. Your talent is, well, just passable. Your piano skills are already entry-level, but! There is one biggest problem with your piano playing!"

After Lin Xuan finished speaking, the girl, who had changed into a lively green dress, put her hands behind her back and commented in a serious manner, nodding slightly. When she spoke at the end, her tone suddenly became much heavier, and even her face became serious.

This made Ying Xiaoxiao, who had arrived earlier but had been listening quietly to the music, couldn't help but smile. However, what Ying Xiaoxiao didn't expect was that Lin Xuan actually believed the girl's obvious bluffing words.

Ying Xiaoxiao looked at Lin Xuan who stood up, and said seriously to the pretentious girl in green, bowing and clasping her hands.

"Please give me some advice, Miss Huanhuan!"

"Well, your attitude is good, but having an attitude is not enough. Practicing the piano is actually practicing your heart. The piano is love. Are you an ice cube? Can't you even laugh?"

Ying Huanhuan said pretentiously that, in fact, she didn't understand any of this. This was all based on what her mother taught her, and what she had read in some ancient books, and then she adapted it on the spot.

Compared to these, the girl just felt that this guy didn't smile all day long, which was a bit too boring, so she wanted to make him smile more.

"Lin Xuan is a human being, so he will naturally laugh. But why would he laugh if there is nothing to be happy about?"

Lin Xuan is not really an ice cube, nor is he a sword. His practicing of sword skills does not mean that he has turned into a sword.

However, sword practice requires concentration and seriousness, so after practicing for a long time, the character also becomes more focused and serious because of sword practice, and the feeling to the outside world is relatively less obvious.

Especially when he has reached Lin Xuan's level, he has gradually developed the feeling of not being happy with things, nor sad with himself, so unless it is something that can truly touch him from the bottom of his heart, he basically will not have too much expression.

As a time traveler, although Lin Xuan could not remember everything about everyone, he was very clear about many things in his heart, so his emotional fluctuations were not significant.

However, after hearing Ying Huanhuan's advice, Lin Xuan felt somewhat touched.

Especially the sentence, "The piano is love!" Practicing the piano is to practice the heart.

The Ice Lord before reincarnation was just like what Ying Huanhuan said, the kind of strong woman who belonged to ice. Therefore, Ying Huanhuan after reincarnation became so lively and smart. One suppressed all emotions in the deepest part, while the other expressed them all.

Practicing the piano is really training your mind!
Thinking of this, Lin Xuan subconsciously closed his eyes slightly, and a special wave was gradually released from Lin Xuan's body. Not long after, Lin Xuan opened his eyes, and there seemed to be a mysterious light flashing in his eyes. Then, he clasped his fists and said to Ying Huanhuan.

"Thank you Miss Huanhuan for your guidance. Lin Xuan is grateful for your guidance!"

Compared with before, her expression seemed more sincere and lively. Although she still looked a little dull, Ying Huanhuan nodded with satisfaction, pretending to be mysterious and nodded slightly.

"Well, not bad, not bad. Your comprehension is comparable to mine. If you work harder in the future, it will only be a matter of time before you catch up with me!"

"Cough cough!"

Looking at the girl's happy and complacent expression, Ying Xiaoxiao couldn't help but cough twice to indicate her presence. Then, when she saw Ying Huanhuan looking at her, she glared at the smiling girl before speaking to Lin Xuan with a serious face.

"Big Brother, the Palace Master of Taiqing Palace and Senior Sister Ling are already in the main hall. The headmaster sent me to invite Big Brother over." "Well, let's go!"

As Lin Xuan spoke, he put away the Tianhuang Harp in front of him and walked towards the Dao Zong Hall. Behind him, Ying Huanhuan walked side by side with her sister Ying Xiaoxiao. From time to time, there were waves of Yuanli coming out, as if they were saying something in a voice transmission.

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In the main hall, Ying Xuanzi and the Palace Master of Taiqing Palace sat opposite each other, and the top seat was vacant. At the position where the Palace Master of Taiqing Palace sat, Ling Qingzhu, who was wearing a plain long dress, sat quietly.

Ying Xuanzi looked at Ling Qingzhu in front of him, and his pupils couldn't help but shrink. It had only been a few months since his last competition with Ying Xiaoxiao, but he felt that Ling Qingzhu's aura seemed to become even more mysterious.

"I haven't seen you for a few months, and your nephew's strength has improved so much. It's true that a good teacher produces a good student!"

"Master Ying, you are overpraising me. Compared to your sect's Sword Master, Qingzhu is just an average talent!"

Ling Qingzhu's answer made the Palace Master of Taiqing Palace sigh again in his heart, but he responded politely with a smile on his face.

"Master Ying, you are too polite. Although Qingzhu is quite talented, Master Ying's two beloved daughters are even more talented than one. Their future achievements will surely be great!"

"Palace Master, you are too polite. Xiaoxiao's talent is not as good as my nephew's. As for Huanhuan, that girl is too playful. However, let's just go with the flow!"

Ying Xuanzi, who was originally smiling, couldn't help but waver in his eyes when he talked about Ying Huanhuan, causing Ling Qingzhu's eyes to move slightly.

At this moment, three figures appeared at the entrance of the hall, causing Ling Qingzhu to turn around and look over.

As soon as he stepped into the hall, Lin Xuan first clasped his fists towards Ying Xuanzi, and then saluted the Palace Master of Taiqing Palace very seriously.

"Greetings, Palace Master. I will always remember your teachings and support!"

"It's good that the Sword Saint has this intention. Besides, I just did it for the sake of convenience. It's all because the Sword Saint has a very good understanding that he was able to learn the Supreme Induction Technique."

Upon hearing this, the Palace Master of Taiqing Palace smiled a little more. It must be said that Lin Xuan's talent was something that anyone who saw it would be impressed. The Palace Master of Taiqing Palace even felt a special sense of relief in his heart that Lin Xuan was able to learn the Supreme Sensing Technique.

However, Ying Huanhuan, who was standing behind Lin Xuan and came in, immediately looked at Ling Qingzhu, and there was even some inexplicable hostility in her eyes.

Some time ago, the rumors about the relationship between the peerless evil sword saint and the young master of Taiqing Palace, the cold fairy Ling Qingzhu, were widely circulated, especially on Baichao Mountain. The master of Taiqing Palace always supported the Dao Sect who had the sword saint join, which made the voices even louder.

And now, to discuss such an important matter, Ling Qingzhu actually came in person with the Palace Master of Taiqing Palace, and Lin Xuan had taken the initiative to ask her to come along, which made people think more.

After all, Ying Huanhuan had never seen that guy pay attention to anyone. At least, he had never mentioned her name anywhere else.

When Ying Huanhuan looked at Ling Qingzhu, Ling Qingzhu also turned around and looked at Ying Huanhuan at the first moment, and there seemed to be some exploration in her eyes.

Ying Huanhuan was very curious about how special this girl was that the stinky guy mentioned her on his own initiative. At the same time, Ling Qingzhu was also curious about how special this girl was that the guy who was usually indifferent took the initiative to rescue her.

In fact, the two women had met last time, but there wasn't much that happened. The most was that Ying Huanhuan was a little hostile towards Ling Qingzhu because her sister was defeated by the other party.

But it will never be like today, where not only is there great hostility, but there is even a desire to understand the other party thoroughly, as if to understand an opponent.

The two gazes met in the air, and there seemed to be some light flickering faintly, which made Ying Xiaoxiao on the side smile bitterly. She knew that with this girl's concern for Lin Xuan, this kind of situation would definitely happen when she saw Ling Qingzhu.

Just as Ying Xiaoxiao was thinking about how to pull Ying Huanhuan away, Lin Xuan, who was standing in front of her, after greeting the Palace Master of Taiqing Palace, also set his gaze on Ling Qingzhu. Lin Xuan, who originally just wanted to nod, suddenly remembered what Ying Huanhuan had said before. After a pause, he spoke with a strange feeling of discomfort.

"Miss Ling, I haven't seen you for a few years. I hope you are doing well!"

As soon as Lin Xuan finished speaking, Ying Xiaoxiao, who was standing behind him, couldn't help but feel a jolt in her heart. She quickly looked at Ying Huanhuan next to her, only to see that the girl's face turned slightly cold, and then she forced a lost smile on her face, which made Ying Xiaoxiao feel distressed.

After hearing Lin Xuan's words, Ling Qingzhu shifted her attention away from Ying Huanhuan, who seemed to be no different, and looked at Lin Xuan with some surprise, and said in amazement.

"I didn't expect that Master Lin Xuan would become even more polite after not seeing him for several years."

Ling Qingzhu really didn't expect that Lin Xuan, whose temperament was even colder than hers, would actually take the initiative to say hello. Moreover, she also found that the expression on Lin Xuan's face seemed a little more lively than before.

"Lin Xuan is dull, but it's just that Miss Huanhuan taught him well!"

Hearing the calm voice, the corners of the girl's mouth couldn't help but rise up in an arc of joy, and Ling Qingzhu's gaze once again fell on Ying Huanhuan, and she couldn't help but look at her again.

Ling Qingzhu didn't believe that someone like Lin Xuan could have love between a man and a woman, but the look Ying Huanhuan gave him made her doubt.

Facing Ling Qingzhu's gaze, Ying Huanhuan looked back without showing any weakness, and even had a smug look on her face, as if she was showing off her victory.

Ying Xuanzi and the Palace Master of Taiqing Palace, who were sitting above, saw the actions of Ling Qingzhu and Ying Huanhuan and couldn't help but sigh secretly. After looking at each other, they saw a hint of helplessness in each other's eyes, shook their heads slightly, and seemed to be sighing.

(End of this chapter)