It was another morning where she could meditate properly. Yun Sheng had no choice but to walk out of her room after being played by the flute.
"Di Hong Song." Yun Sheng was not a fool. Since Yuan Bupo had to play the flute every day, she might as well let him play the last three chapters of the Di Hong Song.
Yun Canglang had only taught Yun Sheng the first three chapters of the Di Hong Song.
Yun Canglang and Yuan Shahua had only pledged their lives to each other. Yuan Shahua was cautious and did not dare to teach Yun Canglang the last three chapters of the Yuan family.
Yuan Bupo was put in a difficult position when he heard that Yun Sheng wanted to listen to the last few chapters of the Di Hong Song.
He scratched his head and stole a glance at Yun Sheng. In the morning, Yun Sheng looked as if she had brought morning dew. She was exceptionally beautiful.
"The Di Hong Song can't be taught to outsiders, unless … unless you're from the Di Hong City." Yuan Bupo stuttered when he said the short sentence. He was tactful enough.
If the same words came out from the night fox's mouth, it would definitely sound different. That fox would definitely say in a domineering manner, "You can listen to it, but you have to be my woman."
Yun Sheng pursed her lips and turned to leave.
She was really not interested in the Di Hong City.
Yuan Bupo thought that she was angry, so he stopped her in a hurry. His face that was as handsome as a woman's had a layer of red glow that resembled the morning glow.
"I'm afraid of you. I'll boast. However, this is the only time." Yuan Bupo was able to show a cold face to other women. However, when facing Yunsheng, he was unable to harden his heart.
"Just this once." Yun Sheng said slyly.
Yuan Bupo would never have thought that Yun Sheng's memory was extraordinary. The Di Hong Song, which was difficult for others to understand and memorize in one go, was difficult for her. She only needed to listen to it once to memorize it.
Yuan Bupo really started playing the Di Hong Song.
This was a famous ancient song. Every chapter was different, and the effects it produced were also very different.
In the inn, Xuan Meimei's expression changed when she heard the flute music.
When she arrived at the courtyard, she saw Yuan Bupo standing beside Yun Sheng. He was looking at Yun Sheng affectionately, and she was the only one in his eyes.
Yun Sheng, on the other hand, was lazily sitting on a stone table, listening to the sound of the flute.
Brother Bupo actually played the last three chapters of the Imperial Hong Pavilion to an outsider?
I must tell father about this matter. If the people outside of Grand Emperor City learn the Di Hong Song, only death awaits them!
Yun Sheng, don't be complacent. When I find the Water of Life, it will be the time of your death.
Xuan Meimei stomped her feet and ran away.
After Yun Sheng heard the last three chapters of the Di Hong Song, she hurriedly sent Yuan Bupo away. She closed her door and recorded the fourth to sixth chapters of the Di Hong Song.
Yun Sheng always had an inexplicable sense of familiarity with the Di Hong Song.
It was as if the Di Hong Song and the techniques passed down in the Yan Family naturally complemented each other.
With Yun Sheng's current cultivation, the Jade Marrow Technique had broken through to the fourth level with the techniques passed down in her family. Shennong's eyes were at the third level, and Trillium Hand was at the third level. Her summoner level was at the wizard level, and her sorcerer level was at the master level. This kind of progress was very shocking.
Part of it was due to luck, but a bigger part of it was due to Yun Sheng's hard work and the accumulation of her two lifetimes.
Recently, she realized that the speed of her progress in teaching the techniques at home had slowed down.
Thinking about it, she had reached the bottleneck.
If she continued like this, she was afraid that she would not be able to reach the supreme level of Shennong's ancestor, the Yan Emperor.
Ever since she learned how to meditate, she rarely slept. Whenever she had time, she would go to the Royal Magic Academy and use the magic tower to comprehend magic.
However, she realized that there were too many masters in the Wuji Continent. If she did not have the summoning magic beasts and Tycoon Gold, she would have died a few times.
Therefore, ever since she realized that the Di Hong Song might be able to help her achieve a breakthrough in her techniques, Yun Sheng had never slacked off.
Legend had it that the Di Hong Song had nine chapters. Today, Yuan Bupo played the fourth, fifth, and sixth chapters of the Di Hong Song. As for the seventh, eighth, and ninth chapters, it was said that only people from the Di Hong City who entered the legendary Emperor's Tomb had the chance to obtain them.
Even the governor of the Di Hong City, Xuan Sitian, only obtained two chapters of the Di Hong Song by luck when he entered the Emperor's Tomb.
Yun Sheng looked through the chapters that she obtained and realized that she was not familiar with music theory.
She could not ask Yuan Bupo directly. After thinking about it, she could only come up with one method, which was to ask Ye Beiming.
Ye Beiming was cultivating when he suddenly felt something strange in his heart. Then, he smiled.
The resonance between Yunsheng and Ye Beiming's Dharma soul was quite interesting.
In a sense, it was like a modern internet communication tool.
Their thoughts were like the internet, and their resonance was like QQ online.
Usually, if Yun Sheng was not willing, even if Ye Beiming contacted her a million times, she would just go into hiding.
However, the moment Yun Sheng contacted Ye Beiming, he would immediately jump up and down.
Ye Beiming was dissatisfied with this situation, but he could not do anything to Yun Sheng. Just like what Cheng Bai said, Yun Sheng was his destined nemesis.
"Little wild cat, you've thought of me."
"Ye Beiming, I obtained the last three chapters of the Di Hong Song, but there are some problems with the music. Can you help me take a look?" Yun Sheng had not seen Ye Beiming for a long time. In her mind, Ye Beiming's devilish face appeared.
After not seeing him for a long time, Ye Beiming seemed to have become … well, even better looking.
Yeah, Yun Sheng noticed that this fox had changed. He was wearing a training suit, and there was sweat on his forehead.
The Ye Beiming that Yun Sheng knew was a nosy prince. The first time they met, he was sleeping on a tree.
She had never seen him cultivating. Every time they met, he would hug and hug her. If he could sit, he would never stand. If he could lie down, he would never sit.
But today, he was actually cultivating?
His sweat soaked his clothes and made them stick to his body, outlining his firm but not too exaggerated muscles. His waist was narrow, his legs were long, and his buttocks were perky. He gave off an aura that made people want to commit a crime.
Yun Sheng only felt her face turn red. She almost stopped resonating with Ye Beiming's thoughts.
Perhaps Ye Beiming noticed Yun Sheng's strange behavior, so he lowered his voice and chuckled. There was a hint of pride in his voice.
Suddenly, he thought of something and frowned. "The last few chapters of the Di Hong Song should be a secret. How did you get your hands on it? Don't tell me that you're also a master thief while you're a master doctor. "
"What nonsense are you talking about? Yuan Bupo bragged to me. I memorized it all in one go." In front of Ye Beiming, Yun Sheng did not need to hide anything. Due to the Spiritual Resonance, Yun Sheng always had a feeling that Ye Beiming could see through her at any time.
Yuan Bupo, from the Yuan family of Grand Emperor City.
"Yuan Bupo? A man? "Ye Beiming lowered his voice.
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