Chapter 341: No. 3 on the Spirit Sword Ranking, Feiyun Sword
Yun Yang frowned, shook his head and said, "No, she didn't come to see me. Her whereabouts are uncertain, and the guards are not allowed to follow her, so I can't find her whereabouts..."
"Oh, you, don't give up just because that little girl rejected you when we were in Zhongzhou. I quite like that girl's character and she looks good. The most important thing is her identity! Prince Rong is really
Pamper her to no end."
Seeing the change in Yun Yang's face, Mrs. Yun said again: "I don't even tell you how important Master Li is. You also know how many noble disciples in Zhongzhou want to marry her. You also know the current situation of Yunhou Mansion.
Everyone knows that you are good at everything, but you have too much self-esteem and cannot tolerate being looked down upon or disobeyed by others."
"Yang'er, listen to your grandma!" Mrs. Yunhou said, tugging at Yun Yang's sleeve.
"Yun Yang, it's not your turn to decide on your own life-long affairs. You must put the overall situation first!"
At this time, Marquis Yun also spoke.
"The overall situation is the most important thing..."
Yun Yang pursed his lips, nodded and said, "Grandma, father and mother, I understand."
"What are you doing? I was just having a heart-to-heart talk with my grandson, and you went online!"
The old lady glanced at Marquis Yun, patted Yun Yang's hand and said: "My grandson, go prepare the show, grandma wants to watch it!"
"yes..."
Yun Yang bowed again and retreated.
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"You haven't found where that girl is?" Seeing Yun Yang go down, the old lady looked at Yun Hou and asked.
"No, she has the false precept given to her by Prince Rong. As long as she wants to hide it, even I can't sense her location." Marquis Yun shook his head.
"Well, this little girl is as excited as a monkey. I hope she comes to Yunzhou this time just to play." Mrs. Yun nodded and said.
Just as he was talking, Yun Yang had already led the disciples from Lingyin Pavilion onto the stage.
However, what was different from the others this time was that Yun Yang also changed into a white shirt, held a guqin, and walked in front of everyone.
"Huh? Isn't this Prince Yun Yang? Is he going to perform on stage in person?"
"Yes, this is the first time I see Prince Yun Yang playing the piano!"
When everyone saw Yun Yang, they all started talking.
Dozens of disciples were sitting cross-legged on the stage, with the guqin on their knees. Before they could play the qin, their hearts calmed down.
All the guests also stopped talking and did not dare to make any more noise.
"Zheng!"
Yun Yang took the lead and struck the strings with his palm, solemn and quiet.
This is a piece called Sitting Alone in the Forest. Of course, it is also a new song from Lingyin Pavilion that has never been performed in front of anyone!
Behind Yun Hou, Yu Xuanji's eyes were full of worship and admiration. She looked at Yun Yang's back and played lightly with her fingers. After less than half of the song, the vision was triggered.
Everyone just felt a gust of wind carrying the fragrance of bamboo leaves blowing down from the top of the hall and sweeping across the entire hall.
Then, green bamboo shadows grew and flourished in front of the performer. Then more and more bamboos became a bamboo forest, covering nearly half of the hall under the bamboo shadows.
Vision, bamboo shadow and breeze!
Everyone closed their eyes and listened, enjoying the rare silence.
The spiritual thoughts in the sea of mind, visible to the naked eye, increased rapidly.
As soon as the song fell, the spiritual consciousness actually increased by 15% in a short period of time! It was even more powerful than the Magic Music Studio just now!
The guests all stood up and clasped their hands in unison, and even the powerful Dharma masters under the cloud screen in the north couldn't help nodding in praise.
"Not bad, not bad. I didn't expect Master Yun to have such attainments in music. Marquis Yun, there is someone who will succeed him!" Xin Mao praised.
"That's right, this vision is better than the previous two programs in terms of the effect of increasing spiritual thoughts and the scale of the vision. It is the best one played today! It's a pity that it can only increase the effect temporarily, otherwise it would be
It’s really amazing!” Yue Qiong, the leader of the Qingtian Sect, also touched his palms and praised without hesitation.
"Yang'er is a very filial child. For his mother's birthday, he played the piano specially." Mrs. Yunhou was also very pleased.
Mrs. Yun's face was filled with a smile. Although this song didn't touch her very much, she did put her heart into it.
"Let them come up and receive the reward!"
Yun Yang led a group of disciples from Lingyin Pavilion to the cloud screen and stood aside with their hands folded.
"Yu Xuanji, a disciple of the Lingyin Pavilion, together with the disciples of the Lingyin Pavilion, wish the old lady happiness and good health." Yu Xuanji held the guqin and knelt down with all the disciples.
"Xuanji, I know you. You are the new generation of piano master in Lingyin Pavilion. You are not bad. Your piano skills are really wonderful."
Mrs. Yun held her hands up, thinking for a moment, then a light flashed in her hands, and several thread-like objects were sent to Yu Xuanji.
"These are seven strings, taken from the tails of dragon and lion beasts. They are the best strings for the guqin. Today, I will give them to you."
"Dragon Lion Beast's tail!"
Yu Xuanji was overjoyed, stepped forward to thank her again, and accepted the strings. For a guqin player, they always say that it is as important as life, and the strings are the soul of the qin. The strings made by dragons, lions, and beasts are no worse than those on the ground.
Grade material. The value of this thing, a distant spiritual weapon, how could Yu Xuanji not be happy.
"The rest will be rewarded, just two million spirit coins!"
"Thank you, old lady, for the gift!"
All the disciples of the Listening Pavilion retired with satisfaction, but the old lady called Yun Yang to stop.
"My grandson's reward will definitely be good."
"Grandma, my grandson doesn't need anything. I just want to fulfill my filial piety to grandma this time. I don't dare to ask for a reward." Yun Yang quickly declined.
"No, it's up to you whether you want it or not. I have the final say whether you want it or not. In this way, you have always admired your grandfather. I should have passed on this Feiyun Sword to you a long time ago."
After saying that, Mrs. Yun flashed her hand, and a thin and delicate sword blade emerged. It was as thin as a cicada's wing and sparkling brightly. There were a few wisps of white clouds floating on the clear sword body, which was very beautiful.
The famous sword Feiyun!
It ranks third in the list of ancient weapon-forging spiritual swords. Because it is sharp and sharp, it is slightly inferior to the first Thunder Sword and the second Burning Gold Sword, so it is ranked third. But even so, Feiyun
The sword has a lightness and ethereal quality that the first two do not have, and it is also a top-quality spiritual weapon!
It is the weapon that a condensed swordsman dreams of.
The sword of the previous generation of Marquis Yun, that is, Yun Yang's grandfather, was kept in the collection of Mrs. Yun after the death of Marquis Yun. Even the current Marquis Yun has not seen it a few times.
Moreover, the materials for this sword are extremely rare and difficult to find, and the weapon map has been lost long ago, making it impossible to copy a second Feiyun Sword.
"Grandma, really, did you really pass it on to me?"
Although Yun Yang has always been calm, at this moment, he was very excited and his arms were trembling.
"When did grandma ever joke with you? You are the hope of the Yun family. This sword should have been yours."
"Thank you grandma!"
Yun Yang then hurried forward, raised his hands above his head, and took down the Feiyun Sword. Looking at the extremely exquisite blade of Feiyun Sword, Yun Yang took a few deep breaths, and then took out a scabbard.
Put away the Feiyun Sword.
"Oh, Prince Yun Yang's swordsmanship is already powerful, but now with this Feiyun Sword, it is even more powerful!"
"Yes, it seems that the old lady really likes his grandson.'
"This martial arts competition is destined to be a performance by Prince Yun Yang alone!"
The guests were all envious of the Feiyun Sword presented to them by the old lady.
Ling Tian, who was in the last row, also frowned. He didn't expect that the Yunhou Mansion actually had such a top-quality sword in its collection!
But after doing this, he was also curious, what would Mrs. Yun give her after his performance?