At the end of the song, the two Demon Emperors landed behind the String Emperor, their hearts filled with emotion. They had not been like this for a long time.
After the String Emperor left the mountain, they had wanted to follow him, but the String Emperor had asked them to stay on Taixuan Mountain.
His fingers were still gently resting on the strings. The String Emperor looked up slightly at Ye Futian in front of him and asked, "Which of the six famous songs do you like best?"
"The Flight of the Phoenix Pair," Ye Futian responded.
"Why?" the String Emperor asked again.
"I think that the sound of the guqin is the continuation of emotions, reflecting the sadness and joy of the player, sorrow and happiness. Only with deep emotions can the sound of the guqin have a soul. The Flight of the Phoenix Pair contains the deepest emotional conception," Ye Futian said. "So I think that of the six famous songs, the Flight of the Phoenix Pair is the best."
The String Emperor's eyes paused on him, then slowly moved away to look at the guqin under his hands. He whispered, "The String Pavilion is abandoned here, and there is no point in guarding the pavilion for me. If you like anything in the future, you can take it directly. There is no need to ask anyone else, including these famous guqin."
Ye Futian was a little stunned when he heard this. The String Emperor was planning to give the String Pavilion to him.
When he first sneaked into Taixuan Tavern, his original intention was to go to Taixuan Mountain and cultivate there for a while. But everything that happened after that went surprisingly well. The House Master of Taixuan sent him up the mountain, and Uncle Lan brought him to the String Pavilion.
Now, the String Emperor was giving him everything in the String Pavilion.
He did not know what to feel in his heart, and he did not feel that kind of excitement.
He looked at the String Emperor. Just a few words, and he was giving the String Pavilion to him?
Perhaps the House Master of Taixuan had something to do with this.
Sure enough, he was thinking too much. Someone like the String Emperor would not care about the little tricks of the House Master, let alone make things difficult for him.
"Thank you, elder." Ye Futian bowed. Although he was not excited, he did not refuse.
The two Demon Emperors looked deeply at Ye Futian. This guy had not been at Taixuan Mountain for long, but he had stolen a lot of things, and now he had a String Pavilion. If the disciples of Taixuan Mountain knew what he had gained these days, they would not be so friendly to Ye Futian!
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At the end of year 10,030 of the Divine Prefecture Calendar, on this day, the usually quiet Taixuan Mountain suddenly became lively. In addition to the disciples who had returned from outside, the four direct disciples of Lord Taixuan had also come to Taixuan Mountain, and they had brought many of their disciples with them.
Today, Lord Taixuan would give a lecture.
Everyone had gathered in front of Taixuan Palace. Although Taixuan Mountain did not accept disciples as widely as other sects, there were still nearly a thousand cultivators in front of Taixuan Palace.
Cultivators from the Guqin Valley, the Sword Abyss, and the other sects were all present. The area outside the Holy Zhi Palace was bustling with activity.
Ye Futian also came here quietly. He came with little phoenix. Although he had seen many big figures, including top figures, and he had been taught by the Divine Elephant Emperor personally, it was the first time he had heard such a method of teaching. It should be of some help to his own cultivation.
Aside from most disciples of the Saint Plane, a few Renhuang level cultivators were also present, sitting in the front seats.
Ye Futian also saw many familiar faces. He knew most of the disciples of Sword Abyss, and some of them smiled and nodded at him when they saw him.
"Shen Jing." At this time, a voice came. Ye Futian turned his eyes and saw a group of people coming towards him, led by Wan Shouyi and Princess Luoyue. Deng Hu, who had fought in the Realm of Ruin, was also next to Luoyue. Obviously, the people of the City Lord's Office had also arrived.
Ye Futian smiled and nodded at the group.
"How has your cultivation been?" Wan Shouyi asked with a smile.
"Not bad," Ye Futian replied. "It's just that I still have some doubts when cultivating swordsmanship. If there is a chance, I would like to ask for your guidance."
"Okay, you are good at guqin. If you have any questions about swordsmanship, I may be able to give you a few pointers," Wan Shouyi nodded and said. His words were modest and confident.
"Okay." Ye Futian nodded.
"Brother Shen Jing." At this time, another voice came. Ma Yi and his sister from Taixuan Tavern also came over. Ma Yi had some thoughts about Princess Luoyue, and when he saw Wan Shouyi and Luoyue together, his expression changed slightly.
"Sister Luoyue," Ma Yi shouted.
"Brother," Luoyue replied.
"I didn't expect to see you here again. The last time we were together was at Taixuan Tavern," Ma Yi said with a smile. "Shen Jing, after Master sent you to Taixuan Mountain last time, we haven't seen each other. How have you been cultivating at String Pavilion?"
"Very well," Ye Futian said with a smile.
"The treatment you receive as a guqin master makes me a little jealous. Cultivate hard," Ma Yi said. Then he turned to speak to Luoyue. Unknowingly, he also stood beside Luoyue, and they walked forward together.
Ye Futian saw this scene and smiled secretly. His heart was as clear as a mirror.
But Ma Yi was afraid that he would not be able to compete. Of course, these things were not what he needed to care about.
"Shen Jing." Another voice came, and Ye Futian showed a strange look. Since when was he so popular at Taixuan Mountain?
This time, it was Li Zhiyin and Chen Yu from Guqin Valley. Li Zhiyin had played the Flight of the Phoenix Pair at String Pavilion last time, and she was somewhat skilled.
Ye Futian still smiled and nodded.
"How is your cultivation at String Pavilion? Which of the Six Famous Songs have you mastered?" Li Zhiyin asked.
"The Six Famous Songs are broad and profound. I am afraid that I have only scratched the surface. I still need to practice hard," Ye Futian said.
"The Six Famous Songs are not simple songs. It is not easy to focus on one of them. If you want to be greedy and learn all of them, I am afraid that it will be difficult to master all six. With these conditions, choose one song and work hard on your cultivation. Maybe you will have a chance to achieve something," Li Zhiyin said to Ye Futian.
"Zhiyin is right, but with Shen Jing's environment, if I were here, I would probably want to learn all of them," Chen Yu said with a smile. Li Zhiyin agreed. If she cultivated in String Pavilion, she would probably be the same. She would want to learn all of the Six Famous Songs.
But how difficult would it be?
"Okay, Shen Jing will remember." Ye Futian nodded with a smile. The other did not say much, and the people of Guqin Valley walked past him.
Ye Futian smiled bitterly. No one would come looking for him now, right?
"I couldn't tell, but you are quite popular on Taixuan Mountain," Little Phoenix whispered next to him. Ye Futian rolled his eyes at him.
"However, although they are polite to you, I can still feel a little bit of their attitude," Little Phoenix said gloatingly. "They are the guardians of String Pavilion."
Ye Futian naturally understood this. He had entered Taixuan Mountain as a musician, and he had always been low-key, humble, and polite. Therefore, although the disciples of Taixuan Mountain were very polite to him, they did not really respect him and did not treat him as an equal.
But Ye Futian did not think much of this. After all, this was the ending he wanted, and it was his own doing.
Otherwise, how could he cultivate in peace?
"Mr. First and Mr. Second are here."
At this moment, there was a cry of surprise. Many people instantly made way for them. Seeing two figures coming together, everyone bowed and said, "Greetings, Mr. First and Mr. Second."
The two people who had appeared were the Taixuan Hierophant and the City Lord of Taixuan City.
The Taixuan Hierophant strode forward, his bearing transcendent, and he had a powerful majesty about him. He raised his hand and said, "Today, Master is preaching the Way. There is no need to bow to us. We, like you, have come to listen to Master discuss the Way."
"Yes." Everyone rose, but their eyes were still very respectful. What kind of person was Mr. First? His strength was incredible, and it was said that he had reached the level of Lord Taixuan. In the Higher Heavens Realm, he was a top existence.
Of course, exactly how strong he was, no one knew.
Not long after, String Emperor and the House Master of Taixuan also came, but they did not come at the same time. They came one after the other, with String Emperor in front and the House Master of Taixuan behind.
Most people did not care, but there were a few who understood.
String Emperor walked to the front and bowed to the Taixuan Hierophant and the City Lord of Taixuan City. "Big brother, second brother."
"When did brothers become so polite? Sit," the Taixuan Hierophant said with a smile. String Emperor nodded and sat down on the side. The House Master of Taixuan did not say anything and just sat down next to him. The four personal disciples sat in the front.
At this time, a figure slowly walked out of the palace. In an instant, everyone, including the Taixuan Hierophant and the other three, stood up and bowed. "Greetings, Lord Taixuan."
Everyone's movements were uniform, and their eyes showed respect from the bottom of their hearts.
Lord Taixuan was willing to preach the Way to everyone, and this in itself was worthy of their respect.
After all, in front of such a top figure, the Saint Plane was no different from an ant.
Moreover, Lord Taixuan would not accept any more disciples, and he had nothing to ask for.
He preached the Way only for the sake of preaching, and nothing else.
"Sit." Lord Taixuan looked at everyone, and suddenly everyone sat down. Lord Taixuan also sat on the futon in the front.
Although Ye Futian had cultivated on Taixuan Mountain for a long time, this was the first time he had seen Lord Taixuan. He had white hair, a white beard, and was dressed in a Taoist robe. He had an ethereal air about him, as if he was not a mortal, but a real immortal.
Lord Taixuan waved his hand forward, and in an instant, a character floated in the void before everyone's eyes: the Way.
This character was bold and powerful, as if it had been carved by a brush. Lord Taixuan asked, "What do you see?"
"A character."
"The Way," everyone replied.
"Is that all?" Lord Taixuan asked again. Everyone looked at the character with a blank expression. They did not understand.
They only saw a single character. Could it be that there was something mysterious about this character?
Many people released their divine spirits and sensed it carefully, but they saw that the character was floating there without any unusual aura.
Thus, the vast space was extraordinarily quiet.
"Today, we will only talk about this character," Lord Taixuan said. "Can no one see anything else?"
Everyone was still silent. No one could answer Lord Taixuan's question.
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