At the sparring session, everyone's eyes fell on Ye Futian and Lian Yuqing.
Ye Futian answered. He knew a thing or two.
He was good at the guqin too?
Moreover, was he really going to have a duel with Lian Yuqing?
That would be too arrogant. Lian Yuqing was different from those he fought before. He was a Grade One Noble, close to the pinnacle of the Noble Plane, and ranked fifth on the Law Rank.
Just as everyone thought, the higher one's plane in cultivation, the deeper one's comprehension in various aspects would naturally be. It was just that Ye Futian, an anomaly, had surpassed both the Tianxing Pavilion and Xiang Zhiqin.
However, Lian Yuqing was a Grade One Noble, ranked fifth on the Law Rank. His understanding of planes was definitely above Ye Futian's.
How could Ye Futian compete with Lian Yuqing in the art of guqin?
That was a joke.
It was true that Ye Futian's display of talent had caught everyone's attention. He lived up to his reputation of being the number one in the battles of the Holy Zhi Palace. The Holy Zhi Palace would have been his to rule in five years' time, and his name on the Law Rank would have been extremely prominent. But now, he was so aggressive. If he were to really fight with Lian Yuqing, would he not be humiliating himself?
Of course, there were people in the crowd who knew that Ye Futian was good at the guqin, such as Zhuge Xing. Zhuge Mingyue was Ye Futian's second sister. He naturally knew where Ye Futian came from and how Zhuge Mingyue returned to her family. It was because of the guqin song on Sky Mountain.
He knew, but many of the disciples of the Holy Zhi Palace had been cultivating in the Holy Zhi Palace for the past few years, so they naturally did not know about a nobody like Ye Futian. If Ye Futian had not entered the Holy Zhi Palace, they would not have even known of his existence.
However, Zhuge Xing was curious. Even if Ye Futian had obtained the Ukiyo Song's score from the two emperors, could he really play it? What could Ye Futian use to compete with Lian Yuqing?
At that moment, Lian Yuqing stared at Ye Futian. A thing or two?
"So, you want to try?"
Lian Yuqing asked calmly. He felt that something was off. Ye Futian wanted to compete with him in the art of guqin?
He remembered that day on the Law Battle Platform, Ye Futian had said that he would ask him to listen to a song if he had the chance.
Was that the sparring session today?
He wanted to hear if Ye Futian's art of guqin was as outstanding as his martial arts and sorcery. Even if it was, so what?
"Please advise me, Senior Brother."
Lian Yuqing's eyes were fixed on the figure on the Zhonggong Battle Platform. His tone was the same as what Ye Futian had said to the students of Tianxing Pavilion and Xiang Zhiqin. It was calm, but full of confidence.
Lian Yuqing did not know where Ye Futian's confidence came from, but it did not matter where it came from. That was because he would soon learn that while cultivators needed to have confidence in themselves, they also needed to know where they stood.
"You're a newcomer to the Law Rank, so I shouldn't have the right to personally teach you. However, since you want to practice the Way of the Guqin, I'll gladly oblige." Lian Yuqing replied and walked towards the Zhonggong Battle Platform. He landed on it right away and stood opposite of Ye Futian.
Both of them landed on the Zhonggong Battle Platform. In a battle of the Way of the Zither, the winner would naturally be decided by the zither.
Ye Futian wanted to verify his method of sparring, so he naturally could not do it in a direct battle. What would a direct battle between a Grade One Noble and a Grade Eight Noble be? It was completely meaningless.
"How do you want to prove it?" Lian Yuqing looked at Ye Futian and asked.
Ye Futian sat cross-legged, and a guqin appeared in front of him. He stroked the strings with both hands, and his aura suddenly changed. At this moment, he was calm and peaceful, as if he had become one with the surroundings and the guqin in front of him.
"As you wish, Senior Brother."
Then, he plucked the strings of the guqin. The moment the sound of the guqin rang out, it brought everyone into a certain mood. It was quiet and peaceful, like a quiet night, where all worries were cast aside and only the sound of the guqin accompanied them.
This song seemed to be able to cleanse one's soul and relax one's whole body. There was not the slightest hint of the previous tit-for-tat atmosphere.
At this moment, everyone felt as if they weren't at the Nine Palaces Dao Discussion, but they were listening to a tranquil tune under the moonlight.
The song was very simple, but it was able to bring people of their level into a state of tranquility. One could see the level of attainment of guqin music.
Ye Futian's level of skill in the Way of the Guqin was clearly not as he had claimed. He only knew a little, but he was definitely a master.
Looking at the quiet and handsome young man, it was as if he had become a different person. There was no longer any of the sharpness from before. They seemed to have seen another side of Ye Futian.
Lian Yuqing understood what Ye Futian meant. He also sat cross-legged and took out his guqin directly in front of Ye Futian. The sound of the guqin rang out, and the artistic conception perfectly matched with Ye Futian's music. It was as if they were inseparable, and the sounds of the guqin harmonized with each other.
"Amazing." Many people secretly praised. Lian Yuqing's ability to match Ye Futian's music with the guqin was a display of his extraordinary attainment in the Way of the Guqin.
While it was easy to get started in the Way of the Guqin, it was very difficult to influence others with artistic conception. It was even more difficult to fit the artistic conception into someone else's music.
They seemed to be using their own ways to fight and discuss the Way of the Way.
Ye Futian's music gradually entered the artistic conception, becoming more and more intense. It was as if a painting was slowly unfolding before everyone's eyes. He was not affected by Lian Yuqing's music at all and continued playing. The painting that everyone saw seemed to be a young man learning from a master and learning how to play the guqin. Ye Futian's simple music melded perfectly into one piece under his fingers. It was as if they were a single entity.
As the painting unfolded, the music gradually began to play as well. The song of the Rainbow-Feathered Garment was played, and everyone seemed to see a scene in the palace. The young man was playing the song to liven things up, but it seemed like he was fighting with someone.
Lian Yuqing was still playing, and the style of his guqin kept changing. When Ye Futian changed, he changed as well. He followed Ye Futian's rhythm, fitting the music into the artistic conception.
When Ye Futian played the Rainbow-Feathered Garment, he played a dance piece, and the two complemented each other.
Lian Yuqing's playing did not affect Ye Futian's music at all. The artistic conception of the music was always under his control. One song of the World was high-spirited and high-spirited, while the other was a song of chaos. It was extremely tragic, as if he was playing with tears of blood. As the artistic conception of the music grew stronger, everyone gradually became completely immersed in the artistic conception of the music.
Many people's expressions changed as they looked at Ye Futian. He was able to perfectly integrate many simple and unsophisticated pieces into one piece, and even put his own emotions into it, describing the artistic conception and the picture. Did he really know a thing or two about the Way of the Way?
However, what Lian Yuqing was doing seemed to be even more extraordinary. No matter what artistic conception Ye Futian was playing, he was able to follow Ye Futian's steps closely, matching the artistic conception with Ye Futian's playing. There was never a hint of disorder, which showed how good Lian Yuqing was at the Way of the Guqin. He must have been proficient in countless pieces, which was why he could be so calm and at ease.
Both of them were using different ways to express their expertise in the Way of the Guqin.
"He's using the Guqin to express his life's experiences." Many listened quietly and looked at Ye Futian in shock. The ups and downs of life were like a pot of fine wine, all contained in the song.
One could feel from the music that Ye Futian's experiences had changed him from a young and frivolous man to a reserved and confident man. His state of mind seemed to have changed bit by bit with the music, but that purity seemed to have never been put down.
When the song of Elegance reached its climax, everyone's emotions seemed to be burning along with his music. Rays of light emanated from the statue and landed on Ye Futian's body. It was as if they were resonating with each other.
However, Lian Yuqing still matched it with a song. His robe that reached the ground billowed in the wind, making him look like a legendary figure.
"Lian Yuqing is indeed a Musical Sorcerer ranked fifth on the Law Rank. He's still able to match the artistic conception of the music. While Ye Futian's Way of the Guqin is also at the level of a master, like the sound of a newborn baby, Lian Yuqing's skills are superior," many people thought. Ye Futian had asked Lian Yuqing to teach him how to play the Guqin.
Ye Futian paused at that moment and smiled. "Senior Brother Lian's Way of the Guqin is indeed extraordinary. No wonder you're ranked fifth on the Law Rank."
"You're not bad yourself," Lian Yuqing said.
"For the next song, I don't need you to play something that matches me. As long as you're able to play something close to it, I'll admit that I'm wrong," Ye Futian said.
"If you can't, then I'll admit that I'm wrong," Lian Yuqing replied forcefully. There was no way he would lose in the Way of the Guqin.
"I came across this song by chance. Please enlighten me," Ye Futian said. He then lowered his head and plucked the strings with both hands. In an instant, another artistic conception was born, one that was completely different from the one before. This time, Ye Futian did not seem to be playing his own life. He was playing someone else's life as a third party.
Lian Yuqing's expression was calm. He then plucked the strings of his guqin and played the song in the same way. However, the expressions of many around him changed. They had heard this song on the day of the Holy Zhi Palace battle.
The person who had played back then was Bai Luli.
Not only that, but there were also a few people from the Holy Sage Pavilion who had heard of it, such as Hua Fan.
Ye Futian was able to play this song?
The sound of the Guqin lingered, and everyone was quickly immersed in the powerful artistic conception. Even the statues around them glowed, as if they were affected by the music.
Lian Yuqing's expression soon changed. This song seemed to be different from the others.
Gradually, he felt that it was getting difficult. The song seemed to be affecting him.
Those who were good at the Guqin naturally knew how to appreciate music. When Ye Futian played, Lian Yuqing's artistic conception was affected. It was as if no other song could match that song. At the very least, none of the songs he had played were qualified.
Lian Yuqing's fingers quickly plucked the strings, and the music slowed down, supporting it with his superb skills.
However, when the scroll was unfurled, it was magnificent. The artistic conception revealed by the music was the heart of the entire world, the heart of an emperor.
The eight statues were all affected. They glowed with dazzling light, which fell on Ye Futian. Spiritual Qi danced around them, and all the Spiritual Qi on the Zhonggong Battle Platform pulsed with the rhythm of the music.
Lian Yuqing's expression changed completely, but he did not stop. The tune continued to change, and extraordinary music continued to permeate the air. However, even with his skills, he was still unable to overpower the tune. He was eroded again and again. The Emperor's Tune was not to be blasphemed by other tunes.
An even stronger artistic conception was born. On the Zhonggong Battle Platform, the wind blew. The eight statues glowed with dazzling light, surrounding Ye Futian. The light grew to five meters, six meters, and continued to rise.
Countless pairs of eyes stared at Ye Futian's figure as he played the guqin. Their hearts trembled violently. They seemed to have fallen into that artistic conception. That guqin song was telling of a magnificent epic legend.
It was telling of the Divine Prefecture, the history of the world, the people in troubled times, and who would rise and fall.
As the music continued, the artistic conception grew stronger and stronger. The eight statues glowed brightly, and there was even a terrifying aura sweeping in from afar. The weather changed, and endless Spiritual Qi fell. Ye Futian still sat cross-legged, immersed in the music, and looked incredibly elegant.
Many people looked at him in a daze.
Clang!
A crisp sound was heard, and Lian Yuqing's music was finally drowned out, coming to an abrupt end.
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