Why do you always want to be my Taoist partner?

The sound of the piano continued without any pause.

But Jiang Li finally saw her raise her head, and her eyes fell on Jiang Li without any hesitation. Her pupils were pure black, very beautiful eyes, not charming, nor arrogant, but just a little cold.

The sound of the piano gradually faded, and Jiang Li saw her hands leave the strings.

"Do you think my playing is awful?"

Lingyin spoke.

Her voice seemed to have a unique magic, as if it was far away and untouchable, but it also seemed to be whispering in your ear. Now that Lingyin began to question him, Jiang Li naturally began to fight back. The smile on his face was somewhat flattering and innocent. "The sound of the piano by Fairy Lingyin is lingering and plaintive. Perhaps it's just because I'm a rough person and can't really tell whether it's good or bad. If I've offended you before, I apologize to you here."

"What did you hear from my piano?"

"Desolate, lonely, painful, manic, angry... and a little bit of nothingness?" After Jiang Che said these words, he suddenly realized that something was wrong, because at this moment Wen Liqing looked at him with a slightly strange look in his eyes, and even the female disciple behind Lingyin looked at him with a strange expression.

Jiang Che was stunned, "Why are you looking at me?"

"I... just think the sound of the piano is a bit harsh." Wen Liqing hesitated for a moment and spoke.

"Is there any difference?" Jiang Li turned his head and looked at Ling Yin in front of him.

"I have a different opinion on what you said earlier." Ling Yin's voice really sounded as if she was lying next to his ear. Jiang Li looked respectful at this moment. "You have my say. I am all ears."

"You said before that my piano playing makes people feel painful?"

"Yes."

"Is pain a bad thing?" Lingyin asked.

"Why not?"

"Wen Liqing doesn't want me to play the piano here because I played it here once several decades ago, and many of the disciples' sword hearts were broken, right?"

"Yes." Wen Liqing nodded slightly.

"Then Xu Qiu Sheng is also a disciple from your Sword Sect, right?" Ling Yin asked.

This was a little complicated, and Jiang Li was a little confused. Soon, Wen Liqing explained for him, "That day, Senior Lingyin played the piano in the Sword Sect. Ninety percent of the disciples in the Sword Sect had their souls broken to varying degrees. However, there were also two or three disciples who forcibly used sword intent to resist the torment of the piano sound, and thus their sword intent reached a higher level. Xu Qiu Sheng was a cultivator who suddenly realized the sword power in the Silence and Rumor that day. Later, he left the Sword Sect to practice on his own, and now he is considered to be quite famous in the Five Realms."

Jiang Li's eyes were a little surprised.

"It's true that the Lonely Ballad I played just now makes people feel painful, but it's precisely because of the pain that they want to struggle. Cultivation has always been like this, just like rowing against the current, if you don't move forward, you will move backward. If you are already satisfied with your own cultivation, it is not enough to just want to increase your cultivation. Pain will make a person's desire become stronger. Either you struggle in pain, or you succumb to pain and stop resisting."

"Their Dao hearts were broken because they surrendered. They clearly had the opportunity to use sword power to resist the emotions conveyed by the piano music, but they gave up struggling just to feel better. Maybe to them, I am wrong, but to the cultivators who comprehended the truth from the piano music, I am right. What do you think?"

Lingyin's voice was quiet and ethereal. Jiang Li thought about it carefully and said, "No."

"What's wrong?"

"You're like a 30-year-old man beating up a bunch of 5-year-old kids with fists as big as sandbags, and you're saying it's to teach them to resist. Isn't that a joke?"

"The important thing is not to resist." Lingyin's voice was very soft, but there was no anger at all. Instead, it was full of slow elegance and gentleness. "It's about learning to have the courage to resist."

Oh my god, I met a debate master!

"That kid is innocent. He didn't want to be beaten for no reason. Fairy Lingyin, would you want someone you can't beat to beat you up?"

"The loss of being beaten up is just a few months of stagnation in cultivation, but if you learn the courage to resist, it will make your future cultivation smooth. Even so, do you still think I am wrong?"

"Is the courage to resist something that we are born with?" Jiang Li looked at the other person seriously.

Ling Yin was startled and could not answer for a while. When she could not answer, it was Jiang Li's turn. "Those who had the courage to resist after hearing your music this time will also choose to resist when they encounter other painful things next time, because their past circumstances have determined the choices they will make. Those who were hurt by your music and whose hearts were broken may have had some courage to resist, but because they were frustrated by you this time, no matter how hard they struggled, they could not successfully resist, and they may lose the courage they originally had."

"For most ordinary people, they never lack hope, but what they fear is the despair that comes after being filled with hope. Can't Fairy Lingyin guarantee that this piano music won't be the last straw that breaks the camel's back for one of the disciples?"

"Then according to your theory, even if I hadn't played the piano this time, the people who were supposed to be crushed would still have been crushed."

"Then why is it you who decides their fate?" Jiang Li looked directly into the other person's eyes, not giving him a chance to think or hesitate, "Speak!"

What matters in a debate is winning, not who is right or wrong.

"All living beings have their own destiny. My playing the piano here today is also a part of their destiny."

“But you can choose not to play the piano.”

"I want to play, can't I?"

"You want to play it, but I don't want to hear it, so you can't."

"Has anyone ever said I can't play the piano?"

"This is the Sword Sect. At least the simplest rule is that you cannot play the piano when the owner of another house doesn't want you to play the piano in his house."

"Are you a disciple of the Sword Sect?" Lingyin glanced at him.

The jade token of the Xuantian Dao Sect of Zhongzhou hanging on Jiang Li's waist was dazzling.

"I'm not." Jiang Li answered frankly.

"What does that have to do with you?" Lingyin's voice returned to calm.

"Because the Sword Sect leader wanted to tell you to stop playing just now." Jiang Li blinked innocently, "But you have ears but you pretended not to hear."

Lingyin was about to refute Jiang Li, but suddenly realized that she seemed to be confused.

Was the first thing they discussed whether or not they could play the piano in other people's homes?

Jiang Li knew that she would not be able to refute this in a short time, so he took advantage of the situation and said, "How about this, Fairy Lingyin, let's make a bet on whether the Sword Sect has more than 20% of its disciples. I hope you can continue to play the Ji Jue Yao just now. If you do... I will kowtow to you and apologize immediately."

Of course Lingyin couldn't possibly bet with him, but once Jiang Li said this, the point of their argument became fixed here. It seemed that no matter what Lingyin said, nothing made sense. Her beautiful eyes, which were as calm as a well, now showed a hint of anger.

"I won't bet with you."

"It turns out that Fairy Lingyin is self-aware." For some reason, Jiang Li suddenly felt a little uneasy.

All of Jiang Xiaoli's past experiences have taught him a lesson: don't provoke women easily.

Ling Yin looked at Jiang Li seriously for two seconds, then lowered her eyebrows and said softly, "It's my fault."

Jiang Li felt that something was wrong.

Wen Liqing was about to speak when Lingyin's fingertips began to pluck the strings again. However, Wen Liqing and the disciple behind her looked very surprised at this moment, because her fingertips were clearly jumping on the strings, but they did not hear any sound.

Instead, Jiang Li's ears began to be lingering with the sound of a piano. The sound was not unpleasant, but his vision gradually became blurred. Then, the picture in front of him began to distort and change. The sound of the piano seemed to disappear gradually, and there was a familiar voice in his ears calling his name all the time.

"Jiang Li..."

"Jiang Li..."

"Jiang Li..."

Everything in front of Jiang Li had completely changed. Standing in front of him was Ling Wei in pajamas. Her eyes were red, her hair was disheveled, her eye bags were dark, and one hand was hidden behind her back. She was slowly approaching him. Jiang Li was speechless and unable to move. He watched Ling Wei stab the fruit knife in her hand straight into his lower abdomen.

He felt no pain anymore.

But at this moment, his heart suddenly became extremely empty. He seemed to be able to feel the tears falling from his eyes, but he was like a wooden man, unable to speak. He could only watch the blood dripping slowly and the tears on the cheek of the girl opposite him.

"You think this illusion can..."

He gradually became speechless because Ling Wei's crying reached his ears.

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"What did you do to him?" Wen Liqing slowly drew the sword from behind.

She could see that Jiang Li was standing there like a wooden man, but tears kept falling from the corners of his eyes. Ling Yin looked up and replied calmly, "I just used the music to draw out his obsession. It didn't hurt him at all."

Lingyin's piano playing contained the power of her soul. At this moment, she had wrapped his soul with the power of her soul, and thus was able to glimpse into his obsession, see some of his memories, and the scenes he was currently seeing.

"Stop." Wen Liqing's voice was cold.

Lingyin actually stopped playing the piano, and Jiang Li in front of her slowly opened his eyes. He stared at Lingyin in front of him, and Lingyin slowly spoke, "The obsession that has been trapping you... is that the only woman you are sure you love deeply doesn't love you anymore."

The moment she finished speaking, Jiang Li had already appeared in front of her, grabbing the xylophone in front of her, with blazing Black Phoenix flames burning in his hands. The Black Phoenix flames began to burn the xylophone, but Ling Yin, who was sitting cross-legged, did not tremble at all. Instead, the disciple behind her had widened his eyes with an anxious look on his face, "Master, Master... Nine Nether Harp! Nine Nether Harp!"

But Lingyin still sat there without moving at all. She did not stop Jiang Li. Seeing that the Jiuyou Qin, which she had spent a hundred years collecting all the precious materials in the world to finally make, was now burning in Jiang Li's hands, the corners of her lips curled up.

"Even if you burn this piano, the facts won't change at all, poor kid. It's been so long, are you still stuck in your obsession and afraid to face it?"

The Jiuyouqin in Jiang Li's hand had turned into a pile of dead wood. He put the dead wood down, stared at Lingyin in front of him, and moved his lips slightly, "You are right, you win."

Lingyin's eyes were calm, but there seemed to be a hint of smile in the corners of her eyes, "You were the one who provoked me first."

"I will compensate you for this piano later." Jiang Li turned around, no longer looking at Ling Yin, and left in a hurry.

Lingyin watched him leave quietly, but the girl behind her was crying anxiously, "Master, why did you let him burn the Nine Nether Harp like this?"

Lingyin stood up and walked towards her room, seemingly not prepared to answer her apprentice's question. Seeing that her apprentice was in tears out of heartache, she reached out and gently rubbed her head.

"It's not difficult to make a violin. We can make another one by finding some more materials."

"But a soulmate is hard to find in this world."

Her eyes looked again in the direction where Jiang Li left, as if she was thinking about something.

Chapter 344: Chapter Gambling

"what happened to you?"

"Don't make any noise."

"I've known you for so many years, but it's rare to see you lose control like this."

"If you keep arguing, you'll commit suicide."

Jiang Li responded to the Dark Moon Immortal in his head. It was clear that the Dark Moon Immortal's tone was not sarcastic, but rather concerned. Unfortunately, Jiang Li's response was too cold. The Dark Moon Immortal did not have the habit of responding to a cold reception. She stopped talking and left Jiang Li sitting alone under the tree in a daze.

His head was constantly repeating the words Lingyin had just said: The obsession that traps you is that the only person you deeply love no longer loves you.

It was clear that what had trapped him in the past was guilt, a guilt that could never be repaid. He had been trying hard to deceive himself, thinking that he could let himself go by just lying. But the truth was always in front of him. Ling Wei no longer loved him. Ling Wei was completely disappointed in him. That was why Ling Wei dragged him to death with her. This was Ling Wei's revenge on him.

When Wen Liqing walked here, Jiang Li was still sitting under the tree in a daze. The sunlight shone through the fallen leaves onto his face, with light and shadow interweaving. She came to Jiang Li's side, as if she wanted to say something, but she didn't dare to speak out to disturb him.

"I just need to rest for a while." Jiang Li said softly.

Wen Liqing nodded softly and sat down next to him.

Neither of them spoke. The wind blew gently. Wen Liqing didn't remember how long it had been before she heard Jiang Li say, "You said before that you only felt her piano sounded harsh?"

Wen Liqing hummed, "It's not just me. Many disciples of the Sword Sect feel that the sound of the zither is harsh, but inexplicably disturbing, as if it has an inexplicable penetrating power on the soul. And those emotions you just mentioned... I have never felt them."

"Are you... feeling better?"

"It's okay." Jiang Li stood up. "It's just some sad memories. It's all in the past."

"Where are you going?"

"I'm going to go talk to her." Jiang Li said calmly. Wen Liqing wanted to follow him, but Jiang Li turned back and looked at her. "I can go alone. You go back and rest first. I'll come to see you later."

Wen Liqing had no choice but to bite her lip and responded obediently. Jiang Li once again walked towards Lingjian Mountain where Lingyin lived.

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"Where is your master?" Jiang Li looked at the woman in purple dress in front of him.

This girl who looked slightly younger than him should be Lingyin's disciple. She was also here to participate in the Five Realms Competition. Her cultivation was at the ninth level of the Fusion Realm. Jiang Li could tell that at a glance.

"Master is resting in the house."

"The piano I just burned is worth how much?" Jiang Li asked softly.

It would have been fine if he didn't mention this. As soon as he mentioned the woman in purple skirt, she thought of the burnt Jiuyou Qin. Normally, when she wanted to play two songs with the Jiuyou Qin, she had to ask her master to be happy before she dared to mention it. But who would have thought that the person in front of her would burn the Jiuyou Qin when they met for the first time. This was... too much!

“The Nine Nether Harp was made from spiritual materials from heaven and earth that my master had been searching for for a hundred years. The cost alone is more than tens of millions of spirit stones, not to mention that the wood of the Nine Nether Harp has long been imbued with my master’s spiritual charm, and the music it plucks can naturally resonate with the rules of heaven and earth. It is a truly priceless treasure, and you, you actually burned it like this…” Ji Tongtong couldn’t stop her tears from falling when she thought of this.

Master changes his zither every hundred years. This zither has been used for more than ninety years. When it was replaced next time, it should have been passed down to me. But it was suddenly burned. Who wouldn't be heartbroken?

"It was your master's zither that was burned. Why are you crying? Your master didn't even cry."

"Master is going to pass this zither to me in the future..." Ji Tongtong's crying voice reached Jiang Li's ears. Jiang Li looked at her aggrieved look and suddenly wanted to laugh.

But he held back.

"Let me ask you a question. What can you sense from your master's piano playing?" Jiang Li asked curiously.

Ji Tongtong didn't want to answer Jiang Li at all. He wiped his tears and looked at Jiang Li staring at him. Finally, he answered reluctantly, "Angry."

"Only anger?"

"Master's Lonely Song sounds different to everyone. I only hear anger in it..."

Jiang Li nodded, understanding. He hesitated for a moment, "Can you give me a rough estimate of the price of the Jiuyou Qin?"