Meet the Gentleman

Chapter 604 Whose Harp Has Fifty Strings?

East China Sea.

It has been surging for eternity, rolling and surging.

Since the day it was formed, there has never been a moment of silence, but today it is quiet. It is like a mirror, spread out to the east of the world...

At this time, not only the East China Sea was quiet, but the noisy Qincheng was also quiet.

It seemed that the world was quiet.

In Qin City, whether it was the Qin players or the literati, they all stood still like wooden carvings or clay sculptures, staring at the white-clothed figure on the East China Sea in shock.

He sat there cross-legged in mid-air, as if he were sitting on a mirror.

He exudes an aura of extreme tranquility.

At this moment, even the ordinary people in Qin City deeply felt the "silence" of canonization, so quiet that the heaven and earth seemed to be still.

It was eerily quiet.

They could not hear the sound of the wind, the noise, the raging waves, or even the sound of their heartbeats.

All was quiet.

Although the Qin Master of the Jiude Hall had already guessed that it was the power of "Silence" that calmed the raging tide, they had never imagined that the "Silence" in Fengsheng would be so terrifying.

Maybe this is the ultimate quietness?
It’s not that there aren’t any Qin Kings in Qin City who have achieved the status of Qin Master by virtue of “tranquility”, but none of the Qin Kings who have achieved the status of Qin Master by virtue of “tranquility” have ever experienced such a shocking phenomenon as canonization.

The rolling East China Sea is as still as a mirror.

It was terribly quiet.

At this time, even the King of the Five Tone Palace was extremely shocked, because they simply couldn't do it. This might not be something that could be done by human power...

Perhaps only the Master of Qin can do this.

What kind of state of existence is the "tranquility" that the saints realize?

Could it be that the canonized Qin has already been sanctified?

Perhaps this is the only explanation.

as time goes by.

Not only are the wind, waves, and people calm, but even people's thoughts are calm.

The world seemed to be at a standstill.

Everyone in Qin City was motionless, truly transformed into statues, without even blinking. The leaves that had been blown down by the sea breeze and were floating in the air were now still in the air.

The world stood still.

But at this moment, Feng Qingyan closed his eyes and was listening to something carefully.

In the still world.

However, he could vaguely hear a faint sound of piano that seemed to come from a different time and space.

“This piano sound…”

Feng Qingyan listened attentively.

This ray of music was very ethereal, looming, and no one knew where it came from, making it impossible to tell. If the world had not been still, he would not have been able to hear it...

"This is not an illusion, but real piano music..."

Feng Qingyan was a little surprised.

After a moment, he gradually realized that only if he caught this ray of piano sound could he prove himself the master of piano.

just.

The sound of the piano was very ethereal, somewhat unreal and unreal, and no one knew where it came from.

It really seems to travel through time and space.

But how do we capture this sound of the piano?

Feng Qingyan listened and pondered, secretly surprised in his heart: "This piano sound seems to have a breath of life..."

A very strange feeling.

It seems that only the sound of the piano played by Qin Jun can contain the faint breath of life.

The sound of the piano is so ethereal that it is impossible to capture it, let alone comprehend it.

gradually.

The sound of the piano became more and more real, and the breath of life it contained became stronger and stronger.

It seemed to be not far away.

In front of him, or behind him, to his left, or to his right.

"The sound of life is right here..."

Feng Qingyan said softly, as if the sound of the piano was right beside his ears.

He didn't think about it anymore and felt it with his heart.

He seemed to hear the ethereal sound of the piano transform into a living being...

"What kind of piano sound is this?"

Feng Qingyan was puzzled. The more he listened attentively, the more he discovered the beauty of the piano music, as if the piano music was in his heart, dancing like an elf.

Heaven and earth stand still.

He also calmed his mind and spirit, and gradually merged into the music of life.

At some point, the sound of the piano became low and distant, ethereal and seemed to disappear.

“Is this a realm of silent joy?”

Feng Qingyan murmured.

Hope for sound.

The state of utmost tranquility.

At this time, Feng Qingyan did not play, but pale white notes emerged from between his fingers, dancing like little elves, floating on the calm East China Sea.

These notes are very faint, carrying a faint breath of life.

As time goes by.

The notes are evolving, and the breath of life they contain is becoming stronger and stronger.

finally.

These faint notes evolved into faint birds, as if born from the void, including orioles, thrushes, tits, cuckoos, larks...

As more and more notes were produced, more and more birds appeared.

Circling over the East China Sea.

tweet.

At this moment, the still world seemed to come alive.

The people of Qin City saw countless birds flying over the East China Sea, some large, some small, some gorgeous, some colorful...

Every bird's chirping is a note of a piano.

Transformed into piano music.

When everyone was stunned again, they saw countless birds paying homage, just like a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix.

The gentleman of the zither.

Hundreds of birds come to pay homage!

"A hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix?"

"A hundred birds come to pay homage?"

The zither players in Zither City were able to move, and they were all shocked.

Although they already knew that Fengsheng would definitely be able to become the King of Qin at this moment, they were still shocked by the hundreds of birds coming to pay homage to them.

Not every zither player can have hundreds of birds come to pay homage to him when he attains the title of Zither Master!
And having hundreds of birds come to pay homage is the highest honor.

At this time, even the Qin Master of the Nine Virtues Palace and the Qin King of the Five Tones Palace seemed envious. After all, when they became Qin Masters, there was no such a large-scale flock of birds, not even a hundred birds paying homage to the phoenix...

"Haha, all the birds are paying homage to the phoenix ...!"

In a courtyard, Zi Yaqin laughed so hard that his body was shaking slightly. Although, when he became the Master of Qin, it was not like hundreds of birds came to pay homage, but he was happy for Feng Qingyan.

Perhaps the arrival of hundreds of birds is the greatest honor for a person to flatten the East China Sea.

"Ahhh-"

"Big Brother achieved the title of Zither Master by using the skill of Hundred Birds Paying Homage to the Phoenix!"

"Big Brother is so terrifying!"

At this moment, the zither players of Fengming Zither Society were extremely excited.

From today on, the Fengming Qin Society of Zangshan Academy will be worthy of its reputation...

"One day hundreds of birds will come to pay homage, and one song will make the world famous."

Mu Yu looked at Feng Qingyan and said calmly.

I couldn’t help but be happy!

At this time in the East China Sea, there were countless beautiful birds. Their singing turned into a beautiful piano piece, which made everyone feel happy and pleasant, as if they had taken magic medicine.

Feng Qingyan also opened his eyes and stood up.

But at this moment, an ancient legend appeared in his mind:

There was once a man in the world with extraordinary fighting power. His weapon was a zither. When he was happy, the sky would be clear and the earth would be bright. When he was sad, the sun and the moon would be dark. His zither had fifty strings. Every time a string was plucked, the power doubled. When all fifty strings played together, all things withered and the world returned to chaos...

This zither is called the Prince's Long Zither.

He looked at the cliffs below Qin City, closed his eyes for a moment, and said softly, "I understand."

When he finished speaking, the East China Sea returned to its original state with a "boom".

The waves are raging!

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(End of this chapter)