After the Great Emperor let out a sigh, there was no other sound. Once again, he plucked the strings and played the sorrowful divine song.
The music lingered in the air, still filled with endless sorrow. It was enough to make one sink into it and be unable to extricate themselves. Ye Futian's soul could feel the sorrow, but he gradually sensed an artistic conception within it. It was the artistic conception of guqin music that he had been searching for all this time.
He was a person who was good at the guqin, and the music was born from the heart. Behind every kind of music, there was a story, a kind of artistic conception. He immersed himself in it because he wanted to feel and discover the artistic conception contained in the Divine Requiem.
What had Shenyin the Great experienced to create such a sorrowful divine song? Even though it was lost, it was still remembered by later generations and listed among the divine songs.
As the sound of the guqin spread, Ye Futian seemed to see many blurry images. These images did not seem very clear and were faintly discernible. They seemed to be illusory. It was like a story that was formed from countless images. It was like a video, playing in Ye Futian's mind.
Ye Futian did not deliberately do anything, but continued to immerse himself in the music. He already knew that he was perceiving the artistic conception, and he should be able to see how the Divine Requiem was born soon.
The images gradually became clear, and with the sound of the guqin, Ye Futian's consciousness seemed to enter another time and space. It was as if he no longer had his own consciousness and had completely entered the artistic conception.
As the images became clearer, Ye Futian saw two silhouettes. One of them was as elegant as a scholar and was extraordinarily handsome. The other was a woman. She was beautiful, bright, and had an exceptionally sweet smile. She had an extremely beautiful face.
Although this scholar was very young, he could vaguely see the appearance of Shenyin the Great when he was young. At that time, he was not so dignified, nor did he have a strong aura. He was more like an untainted and elegant young man, giving people a very beautiful feeling.
In these images, Ye Futian saw the two of them learning music together and entering a clan. It seemed that they were very powerful people, masters of music. The two of them learned music together and gradually became acquainted with each other and fell in love with each other.
Within the sect, there was a patch of peach trees that was exceptionally beautiful. The ground was filled with peach blossoms, it was like a scene from a dream. They were playing together, composing music. This scene was exceptionally beautiful, like a golden couple. Their teachers were also exceptionally good to them, giving them pointers in their cultivation, witnessing their growth and their love for each other.
The images kept changing. They moved very quickly and flipped rapidly. The two of them experienced many things together. They fell in love, fell in love, parted, parted, suffered setbacks, and reunited. They experienced many, many things. In some of the images, the two of them even experienced many major changes. Ye Futian saw the white-robed scholar continue to grow. He saw him massacre an entire clan for the sake of a woman. He killed everyone in the world with a guqin song and buried countless corpses. Amidst the piles of corpses, he left with the woman.
There were many similar images. In their growth, there were too many stories. Gradually, both of them cultivated to a very high level. Their musical attainments became stronger and stronger, and their status became higher and higher. However, every few years, they would return to the clan where they had cultivated, return to the peach blossoms, and play together. They would also bring a pot of wine, visit their teacher, drink a cup with him, and watch the peach blossoms fall.
Among the countless images, this scene was the most common. It was as if it was the most important thing in his life. No matter what level of cultivation he had reached, no matter how many hardships he had experienced, he would go back.
Finally, the world changed. It became heavy and oppressive. The scholar in white was no longer the scholar in white of the past, but an existence whose name shook the world. Countless people wanted to enter his sect to cultivate. He had reached the top and become a supreme existence.
In that era, cultivation seemed to be easier, and there were many supreme existences.
In the years when the world changed, he experienced many battles, but there were very few images of these battles. Most of them were still images of him and the woman he loved together. Until one day, in those images, he seemed to see a battle of gods.
In that battle, the heavens fell and the earth cracked. The world was broken, and the Heavenly Path collapsed. The entire world began to collapse and shatter. The Great Path collapsed, and everything was about to be destroyed. It was a disaster, a disaster for the entire world.
The scholar in white did not seem to have participated in the battle before. It was not until the clan he had been in was destroyed, the peach blossoms turned into scorched earth, and the teacher he had respected the most also died that he finally joined the battle out of anger.
However, this battle was exchanged for the death of the woman he loved. He was extremely grieved, so he forged a white ancient coffin for her. However, inside the coffin, the woman turned into a zither, wishing to forever accompany him, accompanying him in battle.
So, with the help of this guqin, he composed a shocking divine song, the Divine Sorrow Song.
When the Divine Sorrow Song was played, all worlds mourned.
But in the end, it was still unable to change fate. The Heavenly Path collapsed, the world was broken, and Shenyin the Great almost died in battle. Before he died, he integrated his life into the guqin and turned it into a guqin spirit. In this way, the two of them seemed to be able to be together forever, and they were buried in the white coffin.
When all these images disappeared, Ye Futian finally understood where the guqin came from. This guqin turned out to be the incarnation of two supreme cultivators: Shenyin the Great and his beloved woman. He finally understood why the Dragon Turtle was pulling an ancient coffin and moving forward in the void. He also finally understood why the Dragon Turtle made such a sorrowful cry.
Everything was because of that guqin.
The teacher said that they were looking for a way home. However, the Heavenly Path had collapsed, and the old world had been destroyed. How could they find a way home?
Ye Futian could not help but think of the peach blossom forest, of the teacher of Shenyin the Great, of the happy times when Shenyin the Great and his beloved woman learned the guqin together in the peach blossom forest, and of the beautiful times when he and his teacher drank, chatted, and played the guqin together.
Even though he had reached the top, his original intentions did not change. He would still go back often and do the same thing. He was indeed a man of love and nature. Perhaps it was because of this that he was able to prove the supreme way and become the Great Emperor. He was the first person in music in the past.
Ye Futian naturally knew where the home that the Dragon Turtle was looking for was. It was the peach blossom forest. This was the obsession of Shenyin the Great. He wanted to take his beloved woman back with him, back to the peach blossom forest.
However, this seemed to be an unreachable dream, a dream that was destined to be unfulfilled. The world before the collapse of the Heavenly Path and the world today were no longer the same!
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