On this day, Qin Di returned to Xianyin Sect and met Ao Ying.

Ao Ying looked very happy and stepped forward and shouted sweetly: "Uncle Master, your skills are progressing fast enough. In just a few years, why did you suddenly jump from the initial level of the Nascent Soul to the third level of the Nascent Soul? Have you eaten some elixir?"

Qin Di smiled and said, "How is it, has your mother started to go into seclusion? Have you ever encountered any problems?"

Ao Ying said: "Everything goes well. I don't know where my father got the news. He has sent heavy troops to protect him. Even the offerings that my mother had been deprived of was restored, saying that she could restore her status as a princess after she advanced to Hedao."

"Is this news true? Will it be fake?"

"No. Our dragon clan is not that tiny, and you have to count what you say. Otherwise, you will be a reptile for the rest of your life and will not be able to ascend to heaven and become a dragon!"

"Who, your father is already an earth immortal. When will he ascend to the spiritual realm? The nine peaks of Lingshan Mountain are falling one after another. If he doesn't leave at this time, he will not be able to leave in the future!"

"Uncle Master, this is not like this. I heard from my father that after the Lingshan Mountain fell, the road to ascension was not completely cut off, but the road to ascension became even more difficult. Before this, even the ancestor Hedao might climb from Lingshan to the spiritual world. After the Lingshan Mountain collapsed, people could only ascend in one path in the sun! If they could not cultivate the peak of the Earth Immortal, they would not be able to ascend in the sun."

"Ah? So that's it! I thought I could never ascend to the spiritual world again."

"My father also said that the difficulty of ascending in the sun is ten times higher than climbing the Spirit Mountain. The powerful spirits in the spiritual world limit the ascension of cultivators in this way, which not only reduces the number of cultivators in the spiritual world, but also protects this world. Otherwise, too many people escape and take away a lot of spiritual energy, and this place becomes increasingly barren, lacks spiritual energy, and it will soon be no longer possible."

Qin Di said: "If there is no reasonable cycle of heaven, this world will sooner or later decline."

Ao Ying smiled sweetly: "Uncle Master, I don't understand this. If you can meet my father, you may be able to communicate with him."

"Hehe, I'm just a little Nascent Soul monk. How can I be seen by the Earth Immortal Ancestor?"

Ao Ying didn't say much, but took out some Yunmeng flowers from her sleeve and said, "Uncle Master, this is the Yunmeng flowers you want. I helped you pick eight flowers. I wonder if they are enough?"

Qin Di hurriedly said, "Enough is enough! These Yunmeng flowers are enough to refine the Eight Furnace Dao Pills, but I can't find so many dream bird eggs!"

"Uncle Master, how good are your piano skills? How about we go to Xianyin Palace to discuss?"

"Okay, where is the Xianyin Palace?"

"I'll take you there."

Xianyin Hall is a circular palace with eight-level sound insulation array arranged inside to prevent the palace from being destroyed by Xianyin.

Qin Di looked around and found that the entire hall was like a circular volleyball hall. The people who were competing in the middle played in an empty place, with many rows of seats next to them for the audience to appreciate. In order to prevent those people from being injured by Xianyin, the eighth-level formation was isolated most of the seats outside, and there were very few seats left in the formation.

People sitting outside the formation can also hear musical notes, but because they are separated by the formation, the threat of musical notes is greatly reduced. If you feel that you have high skills, you can also listen in the formation.

In addition, the Xianyin Sect also arranged several old men with deep skills to inspect the Xianyin Hall from time to time. When they found that someone could not stand it, they threw them out.

At this moment, thousands of people sat in the Xianyin Hall, all of whom were cultivators from the Xianyin Sect. They came here not for entertainment, but for learning and understanding the Xianyin and improving their own cultivation. If you listen to the music here, your skills will naturally increase. The higher the skill of the person playing, the greater the gains of those who listen to the Xianyin. Therefore, these people are like moths flying into the fire, staying in the hall and refusing to leave, and even scrambling to sit in the formation.

However, any disciple who was thrown out by the old man in charge of rescue will no longer be allowed to sit in the front row.

Ao Ying walked into the hall, said a few words to the person who managed the Xianyin Hall, then turned around and said, "Uncle Master, wait for another cup of tea and we can go up. How about let me play first?"

"Okay! How do you know the outcome of this kind of competition?"

"Here, it depends on those listeners. These people found the Xianyin Hall in the identity token. After clicking in, they will have the identities of both parties. Whoever you like will click behind the name of that person. Finally, you see that there are no two pillars on the left side of the hall. That pillar will emit a red light, and there is a name at the top of the pillar. Whoever wins will win will have a longer light column."

"Understood."

After waiting for a while, Ao Ying went up to perform first, winning a large number of cheers. It can be seen that the little princess of the dragon clan is very popular and her musical sound is not low. In the end, the luminous part of the pillar under her name is eight feet high.

Qin Di felt a little strange. According to the number of people cheering, it should be nine feet and five inches without nine feet and nine inches, but it is only eight feet.

However, after a closer look, he found that not only young people were present, but also several late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators with advanced cultivation in the front row. Perhaps the scores of these people can determine the final result.

This was the first time he faced such a performance, and he felt a little excited, but when it came to his head, he was a little hesitant: "Which piano should I use to play it? The second-grade Phoenix Piano of the Immortal Level is obviously not able to be taken out. The remaining ones are a seventh-level treasure zither and a fifth-level treasure zither. The seventh-level treasure zither is obviously more powerful, but I don't know if these people can bear it."

However, after thinking, "Ao Ying uses the sixth-level treasure zither when playing, so I will use the fifth-level treasure zither."

He walked to the center of the hall, placed the fifth-level fir zither treasure zither on the table, then sat down slowly, and first played a song of Ei Nai. Ei Nai, also known as the fisherman's song, and the boatman's horn reappeared in the song, showing the scene of the boatman's labor.

After playing, many people below shook their heads.

"Who is this person? He doesn't play well! He is not as good as me! His fingering is still lacking and his artistic conception is not far-reaching enough. How can he compete with Ao Ying at such a level?"

After Qin Di played the song, he looked up and found that the light column was only three feet high!

"Wow, it's just three feet tall, which is too embarrassing! No, I have to use my real skills!"

Ao Ying also shook his head not far away: "Uncle Master, you can't do this. You need to put in more effort!"

Qin Di's fingers gently, and the sound of the piano immediately became lingering. Before he knew it, he used the skill of "cold wind and cold rain" to play a song "Rain Lin Ling".

As a result, a few tunes were played. Except for a few old men in the late stage of the Nascent Soul stage, the rest of the people in the hall couldn't sit still. They slid down from the chairs and fell to the ground "plop"!

The people in charge of the caregiver were in a hurry and hurriedly threw those people out. However, there were too many people falling down and they couldn't get busy. After a while, even the people in charge of the rescue were shaking.

A monk in the late stage of Nascent Soul felt dazed. When he looked back, he even saw a large number of people outside the formation. He couldn't help but be surprised and shouted loudly: "Stop! Stop quickly! Can't play anymore!"

When Qin Di heard this, he hurriedly stopped the Qinyin. Looking around, he found that only a dozen breaths had taken place. Half of thousands of people in the hall fell down, and the rest were sitting stupidly. Even Ao Ying showed a sad expression, obviously under the control of Qinyin.

The same piano and the same performance have such a big difference. It seems that the musical sound is not the decisive factor. What really works is the understanding of the piano music and whether the artistic conception is expressed.
Chapter completed!