During this period of time, Qin Xuan often practiced cross-legged practice on the cliff, often tempered his body under the rapids of waterfalls, and lived a very fulfilling life.
This day was the day that Old Man Yunshan agreed to send Huo'er to the Ninth Master Uncle to practice. Qin Xuan arrived there very early.
Huo'er was personally taken to Old Man Yunshan's cave by Mo Fei.
Old Yunshan looked at Qin Xuan and Huo'er and said solemnly: "I'll tell you in advance that whether to accept it or not depends on her own opinion. I won't speak up."
Qin Xuan nodded. He naturally understood that accepting a disciple was all about fate.
If the fate has not come, even if Huo'er is forcibly returned to Uncle Ninth Master, I'm afraid he won't be able to learn anything.
Huo'er was also calm. She didn't care that much. As long as she could be with Qin Xuan, nothing else mattered.
Seeing that both of them were looking more broadly, Old Man Yunshan nodded appreciatively and said, "Then let's go now."
I saw him wave his big hand, and a surging and gentle force escaped from his hand and entangled them.
Immediately, they felt like the world was spinning, as if they were flying in the air, moving very fast, and without spending any real energy.
"This is a Yuanfu Realm powerhouse who can lead people away so easily. If there was only one of them, the speed would probably be even more terrifying!" Qin Xuan's heart raced. This was the first time he had felt so close.
The strength to reach the Yuanfu realm.
"Qin Xuan, do you know what is the biggest difference between Yuanfu Realm and Kaiyuan Realm?" Fen Lao suddenly said.
Qin Xuan looked startled, thought for a moment, and then said: "The Kaiyuan realm is to open the acupoints in the whole body to become Kaiyuan, and the amount of True Yuan that can be accommodated is greatly increased, while the Yuanfu realm is to break the Yuan Dan and condense the Yuanfu.
, it seems to also increase the amount of true energy, right?"
"What you are talking about is only the most superficial thing." Mr. Fen said slowly, paused, and then said: "Opening the Yuan Mansion in the Yuan Mansion Realm is to communicate the will of heaven and earth, and use the will of heaven and earth to help oneself open the Yuan Mansion. That is to say
, by the time we reach the Yuanfu realm, there is already a trace of the will of heaven in it."
"The will of heaven is ethereal and elusive, so many people in the Yuanfu realm are only average in strength."
"But some people are very outstanding. One of the important points is their understanding of the will of heaven. Of course, it is also related to the number of their Yuanfu."
Qin Xuan seemed to have some realization after listening to Fen Lao's words, as if he understood it, but he didn't quite understand the specific meaning.
It felt like there was a thin layer of white paper blocking his thinking. As long as he broke through it, he would suddenly become enlightened.
While Qin Xuan and Fen Lao were communicating secretly, the figures of the three of them were moving very fast, like a ray of light streaking across the sky, disappearing in an instant.
"arrive."
Suddenly, the voice of Old Man Yunshan came to Qin Xuan's ears. He opened his eyes and saw a sea of flowers in front of him, with all kinds of flowers in full bloom, extremely brilliant.
Wisps of attractive floral fragrance wafted out from the sea of flowers and reached the noses of the three of them. They felt refreshed and their bodies seemed to become much lighter.
"Is this the training cave of Uncle Ninth Master? It's so unique. She practices in the sea of flowers. It seems that she is also an expert outside the world." Qin Xuan secretly exclaimed.
Old Yunshan looked at Qin Xuan and Huo'er, and said calmly: "Come with me, and remember not to talk later. This ninth uncle has a very weird temper."
Qin Xuan and Huo'er both looked stunned, but they soon seemed to have figured it out and looked at each other, smiling.
No wonder Old Man Yunshan and Uncle Ninth Master had such romantic pasts. When two weirdos get together, sparks will inevitably fly...
Qin Xuan and Huo'er followed Old Man Yunshan into the sea of flowers. They saw Old Man Yunshan leading the way. As they were walking, a strong wind suddenly blew in front of them.
At that moment, countless flowers fell to the ground, and then floated up with the wind. The scene was extremely spectacular.
When Old Yunshan saw this scene, he smiled bitterly in his heart and murmured: "It seems you still refuse to forgive me."
What Qin Xuan and Huo'er didn't expect was that the flowers all over the sky suddenly bloomed crazily at this moment, and rays of light spread all over the earth, as dazzling as fairy lights, making it impossible to look directly at them.
After the light bloomed, the life of the flower seemed to have come to an end, and it began to wither and wither at a rapid speed, falling feebly to the ground, which made people feel a little disappointed.
"Master." Qin Xuan called Old Yunshan, not knowing why.
But I saw him waving his hand and slowly raising it. A stream of pure white true energy surged towards the withered flowers. There seemed to be a trace of life mixed in the energy.
Wrapped in the energy with the breath of life, those withered flowers seemed to be rejuvenated, began to grow again, and took root in the earth again.
For a time, the alternation of life and death was staged in space.
The flowers bloomed with fairy light in the air, and then withered and fell off. However, those fallen flowers grew back and were full of vitality under the true energy of Old Man Yunshan.
Qin Xuan finally understood what Master Ninth Master meant. She wanted to express that her heart was dead, just like the withered flower that once bloomed wildly with beauty.
However, it was fleeting and soon faded away.
But Old Man Yunshan reborn those flowers, perhaps because he wanted Uncle Ninth Master's frozen heart to melt and move her with his sincerity.
Thinking of this, Qin Xuan looked at the old man Yunshan. Looking at the old man who was not very tall, he felt a little heartache in his heart.
I'm afraid Master has not been happy these past few years. He is practicing alone, but his beloved is not far away. How can this not be a torture for him?
"come in."
A slightly soft voice floated from the depths of the sea of flowers, causing a look of joy to appear on Old Yunshan's face.
He turned around excitedly, looked at Qin Xuan and Huo'er, and said, "Let's go!"
Later, Qin Xuan and Huo'er were wrapped in a burst of true energy, and their bodies were out of control again, and they were forcibly dragged away by the old man Yunshan.
Qin Xuan felt a little dumbfounded in his heart. Why does this master act like a child sometimes? Even if he is eager to see his ninth uncle, there is no need to be so anxious, right?
Soon, the three of them arrived at the end of the sea of flowers, and bursts of melodious music came from their ears. The music was gentle and gentle, like the sound of nature, soothing the mind.
The three of them walked forward, looking forward, and found a winding stream flowing down from a high place not far away, like an upright white silk thread.
Qin Xuan's eyes moved down and he discovered that there was a figure in plain clothes playing the piano at the lower reaches of the stream.
The warrior's eyesight is so amazing, and with the help of blue pupils, Qin Xuan's eyesight is even more amazing, and he can clearly see everything over there.
I saw the plain figure with lowered eyebrows and free hands, playing slowly, with her eyes slightly closed, as if immersed in the melodious sound of the piano. This scene has quite an artistic conception.
Qin Xuan looked at the old man Yunshan again, but was surprised to find that he sat down cross-legged, with his eyes closed, as if he was listening to the sound of the piano.
"Huo'er, let's listen carefully to the sound of the piano. It may help our mood." Qin Xuan said to Huo'er.
Then Qin Xuan and Huo'er also sat on the ground, closing their eyes and listening to the continuous sound of the piano.
One person will be drunk after drinking, and everyone will be drunk and I will be sober. These are the two extremes of drinking.
One person plays the piano for a long time, and three or two people listen, but this is also the beauty of the sound of the piano.
Qin Xuan closed his eyes and did not use any real energy, but just felt the sound of the piano carefully with his heart.
At first, Qin Xuan didn't understand the meaning of the sound of the piano. Later, as the rhythm of the sound of the piano became faster and faster, as clear and crisp as jade beads falling on a plate, he gradually came to understand it.
The sound of the piano seems to be telling a story, the story of a couple of lovers.
The sound of the piano began when they fell in love. They experienced many waves of torture along the way, but gained unprecedented happiness. At that time, the rhythm of the piano was the fastest.
Listening to the sound of the piano, Qin Xuan seemed to have every pore in his body beating with joy, as if he was excited by enjoying this wonderful music.
At this moment, he forgot about the world and everything around him. The only thing that accompanied him was the constant sound of the piano.
Suddenly, Qin Xuan's heart trembled suddenly, and there were waves of sword whistles in his ears.
The roar was like a tiger or a dragon, roaring to heaven and earth, shaking the sky.
Who is dancing the sword?
But Qin Xuan did not open his eyes. If he had opened his eyes, it would probably be difficult to understand the artistic conception that he finally realized.
At this moment, the sound of the piano is floating between heaven and earth, melodious and clear, as clear as the cry of an oriole, as loud as the spring water, and as sonorous as the sword and gun. The sound of the piano is constantly changing, telling stories one after another, which makes people feel filled with emotions.
The whistling sound of the sword seemed to harmonize with the sound of the piano. Based on the sound of the sword heard in his ears, Qin Xuan judged that the man dancing the sword should be in his youth, heroic and unparalleled.
The artistic conception contained in the sword sounds is so far-reaching, and each sword sound is as sweet as the roar of a dragon. It makes people feel a faint sense of masculinity, inspiring people, and even makes them want to dance with the sword.
After a long time, the sound of the piano gradually weakened, as if the player had no intention of playing. The tune was full of sadness and melancholy, making the listener feel a little lost.
The sound of the sword was no longer as majestic and upright as before, but it was hesitant to speak, and there was a sense of suffering in it.
Finally, the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, the sword was sheathed and no longer danced, and the world returned to tranquility.
However, even though the sword falls at the end of the song, the meaning is still there, and Qin Xuan has not yet come out of that artistic conception.
At a certain moment, Qin Xuan felt that his body was showing signs of breakthrough, and he shouted angrily in his heart, as the mad flow of true energy continued to rush into the stars on the star map.
Only a soft sound was heard, the stars shattered, and the light on the star map became a little stronger.
Qin Xuan opened his eyes suddenly, sparks of excitement flashing in his eyes.
I didn't expect that just by hearing the sound of the piano and the roar of the sword once, I would break through. It just happened naturally.
But he knew in his heart that it was the sound of the piano that made him forget everything around him, and he did not consciously think of practicing.
He simply felt the artistic conception, lived with it, let nature take its course, and unknowingly broke through.