Everyone hurriedly followed Buran's gaze, and everyone's heartbeats were beating fast.

Especially the female nuns who finally won the lottery this time were extremely nervous.

Lord Bu Ran belongs to all of them. Do you think you belong to someone this time?

A series of eyes were looking in the same direction at the same time, and the person being watched was also very stressed.

Ling Yunbai felt that he was really promising today. This was the first time that he had received so much attention.

When everyone saw clearly that the person Bu Ran was looking at was Ling Yun Bai, some were happy and some were disappointed.

The ones who are happy are naturally those female cultivators. It doesn't matter if their Taoist Bu Ran doesn't like them, as long as he doesn't like other people.

The ones who were disappointed were naturally Ling Ze and some male cultivators who were optimistic about Feng Wan and Bu Ran.

Ling Ze sighed silently, and then thought about it.

Forget it, he'd better stop struggling. Even if Buran has feelings for Wanwan, Wanwan won't agree to get married, and that won't be good for Buran either.

Buran withdrew his gaze from Ling Yunbai. Well, although his talent was not particularly high, his personality was quite to his liking.

[Buran, do you want to accept Ling Yunbai? 】

Ling Yunbai's words against Ding Ke were widely circulated on the gossip list. As a lion who loved to watch the excitement, he naturally grasped them all.

Due to his talkative nature, he relayed everything to Bu Ran immediately.

【Look again.】

Tyrant Lion understands the resentful owner of his family, and if he looks at it again, it means he is almost done.

The unstained white jade hands began to pluck the strings, and the people below quickly took their seats.

While waiting for Feng Wan outside the Nine Desolate Secret Realm, Ximeng listened to Bu Ran playing the piano many times.

But it’s a different experience every time I listen to it, and I really feel like I just can’t get enough of it.

There was a piano placed on the low table in front of Feng Wan and the other nine people, for them to learn together.

Apart from refining alchemy, Feng Wan also practiced swordsmanship and spells. She had never touched such an elegant object as the piano before.

Young ladies in the mortal world need to be proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but female cultivators in the world of cultivation do not have to be so.

As long as the fist is hard enough.

But since she was given such a good opportunity to study, Feng Wan naturally took it seriously, and she didn't feel overwhelmed by her many skills.

And the sound of the piano is not just for appreciation. For Buran, his piano is as powerful as his worldly sword.

Feng Wan's fingers were long and slender, very suitable for playing the piano. He pressed the strings and recalled Fu Ran's actions just now and began to adjust the strings.

The sound of sizzling and clicking sounded in his ears, and Feng Wan frowned subconsciously.

It seems that Buran is relaxed and beautiful when she is in tune, but why does it turn into noise when it comes to her?

Others also noticed the situation on Feng Wan's side, and they all put down their qins and looked over.

You must know that Feng Wan can learn everything with ease, well and quickly. This is the first time that she can't learn it.

Although other people don't play well, they don't make such unpleasant sounds.

Ding Ke's lips curled up, finally meeting Feng Wan who couldn't do it.

Being stared at by so many pairs of eyes, Feng Wan remained calm and continued to adjust the strings under his fingers.

Buran didn't even notice it from the corner of his eye and continued to play the piano.

Many people present have a background in playing the piano and can learn quickly.

And the first step of tuning Fengwan has not been completed yet, so the rest will naturally not be able to keep up.

Everyone else can already play beautiful melodies, but Feng Wan is still making crackling sounds.

Ling Ze was a little anxious and couldn't help but send a message to Bu Ranfa's spiritual consciousness.

[Buran Daojun, Huanwan didn’t follow her, can you wait for her? 】

Everyone has areas where they are not good at, and they should be patient and help.

【No need.】

Ling Ze wanted to say something else, but it was useless for him to say what Bu Ran had decided.

Since he can't say anything, he can only let Peak Master Zongzheng do it.

Just when Ling Ze was thinking about whether it would be good to make a report, Bu Ran let everyone practice freely, and then others had already arrived beside Feng Wan.

Ling Ze was relieved, there was no need to notify Peak Master Zongzheng for the time being.

The female nuns who came to listen today are not here to learn. They are more here to admire the beauty of the prosperous age.

Buran Daojun's appearance and temperament are really becoming more and more fairy-like, but what is the situation now? Is he really attracted to Feng Wan?

If Taoist Bu Ran is destined to marry, then they agree that his partner is Feng Wan.

After all, looking at the entire Tianyuan Sect, only Taojun Feng Wan and Ximeng are worthy of Taoist Buran.

"Finger lightly and they won't worry about you."

Bu Ran stared at Feng Wan's fingers and joked.

"yes."

According to what Bu Ran said, the sound produced by the strings was indeed softer this time.

"Don't be too light either, they're not that fragile."

Bu Ran stared at Feng Wan's fingers and said another sentence.

Because Bu Ran was alone instructing Feng Wan, others came over curiously.

"yes."

Feng Wan did as he was told again, and well, it was a little better again.

"The tuning angle is wrong, please point it upward."

"It's too high, go down a little bit."

…

There are quite a few people who give you pointers, but they are all vague and do not tell you how far you should go.

Even people who know Qin can't understand the meaning of Bu Ran, let alone Feng Wan who doesn't know Qin well.

But that's it, Feng Wan didn't complain at all, but kept groping in the direction given by Bu Ran.

Ling Ze wanted to help Feng Wan get some practical advice, but he was afraid that if he talked too much, he would stop teaching him.

Daojun Ximeng has a more delicate mind, but he has different opinions from Ling Ze.

Bu Ran was not teasing her, but letting her figure it out on her own.

If someone else hands you over, it will not be as profound as what you can learn by yourself.

And if you understand it yourself, there will be more room for improvement.

Bu Ran seems to be an unreliable master, but the disciples he taught are all outstanding.

Bu Ran gave Feng Wan a few more instructions, raised his hand to straighten his sleeves, and planned to return to the teaching platform.

"Buran Daojun, wait a minute, you played too fast just now, and there are some things I don't understand. Can you teach me?"

Ding Ke blushed slightly and spoke cautiously.

But she was actually very sure in her heart that Taoist Buran would definitely agree.

After all, with so many people watching, he would not refuse for the sake of his own reputation.

But she thought wrong. Is Bu Ran the kind of person who cares about this?

Bu Ran didn't even look at Ding Ke and went straight back to the teaching desk.

"cannot."

Of course, before going back, I left behind such two simple words.

Ding Ke was stunned for a moment, but when she realized what she was doing, she was so humiliated that she almost burst into tears.

Ding Ke looked up and looked around, feeling like everyone was laughing at her.

In fact, she was too sensitive and thought too much. Anyone who knows Buran knows that it is normal for him to refuse.

After all, they are not Feng Wan.

Not to mention Feng Wan's own excellence, just for one thing, Taoist Buran would have to give her a special treatment alone.

According to the protective character of Peak Master Zongzheng, if Bu Ran failed to teach him well, he would definitely cause trouble.

Babies, here I come, keep asking for food!

(End of chapter)


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