Since Xiao Muyang stepped into the palace, he has not come out again. No one knows what happened inside.
During this period, Pei Miaoyin came once, but she only stood outside the hall. She heard bursts of piano music coming from the hall, accompanied by the sound of attacks, and she vaguely guessed what was going on inside.
After staying for a while, she left.
Time flew by quickly, and without realizing it, Xiao Muyang had been in the palace for five days. During these five days, he had been practicing Qinyin Spiritual Art and made rapid progress.
In the palace, a figure in white was sitting on the ground, with a long harp on his knees. Xiao Muyang lowered his head to play the harp, playing the strings with his long fingers, and then a familiar harp sound floated out, which was Beauty's Tears.
However, if anyone here has listened to the original song "Tears of Beauty", they will be surprised to find that Xiao Muyang's "Tears of Beauty" has an indescribable feeling compared to before.
It seems that there is something more in the sound of the piano.
Pei Tian was standing in front of Xiao Muyang, with calm eyes. He pointed his finger forward, and an invisible finger shot towards Xiao Muyang in front of him.
Feeling the force coming from his fingers, Xiao Muyang did not raise his head, but a sharp look flashed in his eyes. He saw his ten fingers plucking the strings, and the notes shot out from the piano sounds. They were extremely sharp, like sword energy, and the momentum was astonishing.
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"Chi chi..." Several sword energy notes passed through Zhi Jin, Zhi Jin shattered the notes, and Zhi Jin was also blocked by the notes.
Seeing this scene, Pei Tianzheng suddenly showed a smile of relief on his face, and praised Xiao Muyang: "Your kid's understanding is simply extraordinary. In just five days, he has already mastered the trick of Qinyin attack. Keep practicing.
Over time, the power will become stronger."
Xiao Muyang also had a smile on his face. He also felt his own progress. Perhaps because he had practiced the piano since he was a child, he had a natural familiarity with the spiritual arts of piano music, so he was able to get a first glimpse of the method in a short period of time.
"When I step into the spirit wheel realm, my strength should be stronger. When I fight Ye Chen, I will be able to defeat him easily." Xiao Muyang thought in his heart.
Last time in the phantom formation, he did not personally fight Ye Chen, but judging from the fight between Ye Chen and Mu Feng, Ye Chen's strength should still be higher than Chai Hua's.
Although he is now confident of defeating Ye Chen, it still takes some effort.
"Uncle Pei, it's time for me to leave." Xiao Muyang stood up and said to Pei Tianzheng.
"I know that the hunting war will be held in three days. I wish you good luck." Pei Tianzheng nodded gently, and Xiao Muyang showed a look of surprise on his face. He did not expect that Uncle Pei would be so pure about the hunting war.
Seeming to see the doubts in Xiao Muyang's heart, Pei Tianzheng smiled and said: "Although Tianyinfang is just a piano workshop, it still has some say in Tiancang City. Besides, the hunting battle is one of the two major competitions in Tiancang City. I
Naturally I will pay attention.”
"One of the two major competitions in Tiancang City?" Xiao Muyang's eyes revealed a hint of curiosity, and he couldn't help but ask: "What is the other competition?"
"The Canglan Competition is held at the end of every year. It's too early to talk about it now. You will know it when the time comes." Pei Tianzheng said with a smile.
"Understood." Xiao Muyang nodded. This year has only been more than three months, and it is still a long time before the end of the year. It is indeed a bit early.
Then Xiao Muyang walked out of the palace and saw a beautiful figure standing there waiting, her slender fingers wrapped around the black hair falling from Xiang's shoulders, like a girl next door, showing a somewhat innocent look.
"Wonderful sound." Xiao Muyang shouted to the beautiful figure, with a bright smile on his face.
When Pei Miaoyin saw Xiao Muyang coming, she stared at him curiously and asked, "Where are you now?"
"What?" Xiao Muyang looked stunned, not understanding what she was referring to.
"Qinyin Spiritual Art, aren't you practicing this in there?" Pei Miaoyin reminded.
"You have guessed this, it's amazing." Xiao Muyang glanced at Pei Miaoyin with admiration, and then pretended to be mysterious and said: "Guess where I am now."
"..." Pei Miaoyin looked at Xiao Muyang speechlessly, and said with a puffed face: "I can't guess."
"Don't worry, you can take your time and guess." Xiao Muyang said with a rather playful expression, and then left coolly.
Seeing Xiao Muyang leaving, Pei Miaoyin had a vague hunch in her heart. She immediately walked into the palace, looked at Pei Tianzheng and asked: "Father, how is Xiao Muyang's understanding?"
"You can be called a monster." Pei Tianzheng responded, with a serious look on his face, and said solemnly: "As a father, I have read countless people, and I have met many people who are good at music. However,
He is definitely one of the most talented people I have ever seen."
Even though Pei Miaoyin was mentally prepared, her delicate body still couldn't help but tremble after hearing these words.
She knew how high her father's vision was. Even she, in his eyes, only had a fair talent and could never be called a genius.
However, his father's evaluation of Xiao Muyang was that he was the most talented person in Qin Dao.
From this we can see how much his father appreciates Xiao Muyang.
But she can accept it. After all, Xiao Muyang created her own beauty tears. Based on this alone, she is far inferior to him.
"By the way, I have accepted him as a disciple. From now on, he will be your senior brother. Remember to call him." Pei Tianzheng suddenly said to Pei Miaoyin.
"Disciple? Senior brother?" Pei Miaoyin's thoughts were a little messy, and the amount of information was a bit large.
In the main hall, has father accepted Xiao Muyang as his disciple?
Wait, why senior brother?
"If I remember correctly, he should be only fifteen years old this year. In terms of age, I am older than him. Why is he senior to me?" Pei Miaoyin looked at Pei Tianzheng reluctantly, as if seeking justice for himself.
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"Of course seniority is determined by the strength of Qin Dao. Do you think you are stronger than him?" Pei Tianzheng glanced at her lightly, causing Pei Miaoyin's expression to freeze immediately, unable to speak a word.
Having said that, why did she feel despised...or despised by her own father?
This is simply...
"I'm not happy that you don't care about your daughter's feelings when you have a disciple." Pei Miaoyin snorted and was about to leave.
"Go." Pei Tianzheng said casually, as if he didn't care at all about Pei Miaoyin leaving.
Originally, Pei Miaoyin still had a glimmer of hope in her heart, thinking that her father would call her to stop her. At this moment, that glimmer of hope was completely shattered.
"Oh, it's so difficult for me!" Pei Miaoyin complained endlessly in her heart. Not only would she have to call someone younger than herself as her senior brother in the future, but her status in Tianyinfang would also be shaken. Is there anyone worse than her?