The Guqin Valley was one of the relics of the Holy Zhi Palace and one of the most famous.
Other than Liu Kuangsheng's fame, it was also because no one in the Guqin Valley had been able to truly touch his guqin and gain his approval.
This showed what kind of person Liu Kuangsheng was. Like his name, he lived a wild life. Even after death, none of the geniuses of the Holy Zhi Palace were worthy of his attention.
The entrance to the Guqin Valley was a stone cave. Many people had come here at the moment. The person at the front was Ye Futian. He held the guqin with both hands and the music was still playing. If it were to stop, it would very likely break the resonance between him and the Guqin Valley.
He could feel that the Guqin Valley contained a very powerful Will of the Guqin Way.
Ye Futian stepped through the stone door and entered the Guqin Valley. The arched stone door was a different world. It suddenly opened up, as if it was a small world of its own.
The green space was filled with jagged rocks, mountains, and springs. It was full of life. The world seemed to be filled with an invisible force. It was the beating of musical notes, dancing along with his music.
Behind Ye Futian, many people walked out of the Guqin Valley. Unlike Ye Futian, they all felt a sense of pressure. It was an omnipresent pressure from the Guqin Valley. It was as if the will of the guqin music had invaded them, making them feel extremely uncomfortable. It was as if they were about to go crazy.
"Leave and wait outside," Ye Wuchen said softly. Hua Jieyu, Yu Sheng, and the others all nodded and left. Xu Que, Zhong Li, and many others also came and retreated outside the Guqin Garden. Only Lian Yuqing followed. He also held the guqin in his hands and played, but the music seemed to be everywhere, constantly drilling into his mind.
In the past, even those who did not cultivate the guqin would come to the Guqin Valley to temper their spiritual will. But to him, this place had other meanings. But no matter who it was, no one had ever walked to the guqin in the Guqin Valley.
Lian Yuqing raised his head and looked into the distance. On a high ground, the surroundings were elegant. On a smooth boulder, there was a guqin placed quietly. At that moment, the strings of the guqin were beating on their own. The music filled the air and resonated with the guqin in Ye Futian's hand.
Lian Yuqing watched Ye Futian walk step by step to the guqin with his own eyes.
This guqin became famous because of Liu Kuangsheng. It was known as the famous guqin of the Barren State, Soul Shocker.
Lian Yuqing's guqin was calm, just like his state of mind. He had always wanted to feel just how arrogant Liu Kuangsheng's Magic Guqin was, but it was a pity that he had never been able to get his hands on it. At that moment, the newcomer who had taken first place in the Holy Zhi Palace's battles walked before the soul-stirring guqin and sat down cross-legged.
He was somewhat jealous of Ye Futian.
At that moment, Ye Futian stopped playing and looked at the guqin in his hands. This was the guqin he had obtained from the ancient city of Loulan in the Ancient Barren World. Back then, it had not been willing to follow him. Now, it seemed that he would not be able to use it in the future. However, keeping it by his side was also a kind of remembrance.
Since he had already come this far, he could naturally foresee everything that was about to happen. The musical note had drawn him here, which was a form of acknowledgement, as well as a form of inheritance.
He sat on the ground and stared at the guqin in front of him. There were words carved on the side of the guqin, Jinghun. That must be the name of the guqin.
He extended his hands and gently stroked the strings. In an instant, the strings moved and Ye Futian's fingers danced along with the strings. Musical notes appeared in the surroundings and floated into Ye Futian's mind.
Ye Futian closed his eyes and immersed himself in it, quietly feeling the musical notes that floated into his mind. He memorized every single one of them and branded them in his mind.
There was also an image in his mind. It was a scene of a middle-aged man sitting there, playing the guqin with both hands. He was the previous owner of the Soul Guqin.
As Ye Futian listened to the music, he felt that the Soul Guqin seemed to contain a strand of Guqin Spirit. It was this Guqin Spirit that resonated with him and set up a Guqin Sound Barrier around the Guqin Valley, sealing the guqin here. If it were not for him playing the Ukiyo Song, there would have been no way for anyone to set foot here.
The feeling that the music in his mind gave Ye Futian was one of madness. He had never learned such a wild guqin before.
The World of the World and the Chaotic Nation that he learned back then were both spectacular and tragic. However, at that moment, there was only one word for the guqin in his mind: madness.
It was as if it had become its own entity and was already at the grandmaster level.
At that moment, Lian Yuqing was still struggling outside the barrier set up by the guqin. He wanted to set foot where Ye Futian was, but he found that his will was gradually getting lost. If he really tried to force his way in, his will would probably collapse.
Finally, Lian Yuqing stopped. He looked at Ye Futian and sighed, then turned and left.
He would remember everything that had happened in the sparring session and use it to motivate himself. When he returned, he would train his state of mind and his way of the guqin.
Ye Futian did not leave the Guqin Valley for several days. Yu Sheng, Hua Jieyu, and the others waited outside for a few days.
At that moment, the sparring session had ended. After Ye Futian left, the real battle began. The geniuses clashed fiercely with each other, and even those at the top of the Law Rank had fought. However, the battle that Ye Futian had walked out of was still the most shocking battle of this year's sparring session.
On the last day of the 1006th year of the Divine Prefecture Calendar, many disciples of the Holy Zhi Palace had already left the palace to go home.
Those who did not leave were still busy cultivating. In the area of the Law Battle Platform, the new Law Rank had already appeared on the stone wall of the Law Rank. After the sparring session ended every year, there would be many changes to the Law Rank. However, this year, there was only one person who had changed the most.
Many people had gathered before the Law Rank. Zhuge Xing, Xiang Zhiqin, Yun Feng, and the others were all there, staring at the new Law Rank.
Ye Futian's name was on the list.
Tenth on the Law Rank.
It was a miracle in the Holy Zhi Palace to be able to make it to tenth as a Grade Eight Noble.
Of course, no one dared to question this ranking. With the talent that Ye Futian had displayed during the sparring session, he had the potential to be first on the Law Rank. Moreover, he was outstanding in both sorcery and martial arts. In the end, he had defeated Lian Yuqing with his way of the guqin.
If not for the fact that his plane and his own abilities were still lacking, he might not have been in the top ten.
Other than that, Yu Sheng's name had also appeared on the Law Rank, although it was only at the back.
However, two of the future top three names on the Law Rank seemed to have appeared on the Law Rank at that moment.
Many people remembered Ye Futian's name.
There were also many people cultivating everywhere in the relic. Outside the Guqin Valley, people would occasionally look over.
At that moment, Hua Jieyu was still waiting outside the stone gate of the Guqin Valley. Today was the last day of the year, but that guy was still cultivating inside.
At that moment, a handsome figure walked out of the Guqin Valley. He had a smile on his face as he looked at the people waiting outside the valley.
A smile appeared on Hua Jieyu's face. She walked up and glared at him. She asked gently, "How's your cultivation?"
"There's a senior's inheritance in the Guqin Valley. I've obtained a few very exquisite guqin songs, as well as the senior's guqin." Ye Futian smiled and said, "Does one day of not seeing each other feel like three years?"
Hua Jieyu looked at him coquettishly. This guy was really thick-skinned.
"I thought you weren't coming out," Hua Jieyu said softly.
"How could that be? I still have to celebrate the new year with my wife," Ye Futian said with a smile. He then looked at Ye Wuchen and said, "Wuchen, call Chenyu. Let's find a place to sit."
"Okay, where do we meet?" Ye Wuchen asked.
"Let's go to that mountain top. That's the highest place in this area. The scenery should be good." Ye Futian pointed at a mountain.
Ye Wuchen nodded and turned to leave.
"Yu Sheng, I'll have Little Condor bring Qingxuan over. Let's go there directly," Ye Futian said with a smile.
Yu Sheng nodded, and the group headed towards the mountain.
At the top of the mountain, one could see the scenery of this area. Looking at the many relics below, Ye Futian smiled and said, "I've cultivated for half a year in the Law Power Area, and it can support me for a while longer. There must be other places like the Guqin Valley in these relics. It seems like I can cultivate in the Palace for the next few years."
After the sparring session, he believed that no one would find fault with him anymore.
He came to the Palace to cultivate and raise his plane.
"How many more years do I have to cultivate here?" Yi Xiaoshi gritted his teeth. He couldn't take it anymore.
"Seventh Brother, if you keep being so lazy, I'll have to have a good chat with Second Sister," Ye Futian said with a smile.
"Why would I be afraid?" Yi Xiaoshi looked at Ye Futian with disdain, but he seemed to be lacking in confidence.
"Yuan Zhan, why don't you go back to Taihang Mountain?" Ye Futian asked Yuan Zhan.
"The old man told me to follow you," Yuan Zhan said as he looked into the distance.
"You don't have to follow me all the time." Ye Futian rubbed his forehead. These demonic beasts can't be so stubborn.
Soon, Ye Wuchen, Liu Chenyu, Black Wind Condor, Yi Qingxuan, and Loulan Xue arrived. Ye Futian looked at Liu Chenyu and said with a smile, "Chenyu, you've become prettier again. It seems that my Wuchen has taken good care of you."
Liu Chenyu would naturally cultivate in the Palace as well. As her plane increased, her aura became even more outstanding.
"Who is Shui Yunsheng? Why have I heard rumors about her in the Sword Palace?" Liu Chenyu looked at Ye Futian and asked seriously.
Ye Futian blinked. Looking at the graceful figure, he said, "I was wrong."
This woman was too cruel.
"It's the end of the year. You guys should stop bickering." Yi Qingxuan walked up with a smile.
"Qingxuan is right." Ye Futian nodded. "Why do I feel like something is missing, like roast meat or something?"
Ye Futian looked at Black Wind Condor. Black Wind Condor jumped up and shouted pitifully, "Boss, what do you want me to do? I'll do it right away."
Black Wind Condor had learned to speak human language now.
You guys can talk, but don't get any ideas about me … It's scary.
"Want some wine?" A voice was heard. Ye Futian turned and saw Zui Qianchou walking over with Xu Que, holding a wine pot.
"Sure." Ye Futian smiled and nodded. Wine was the best time to have it.
"Looks like I'll have to pity my wine." Zui Qianchou seemed to be a little sad. He then took out many wine cups from his storage ring. There were gold and jade cups, and there was a dazzling array of them. Ye Futian was dumbfounded. This guy is really picky.
The group sat together and Zui Qianchou poured wine for everyone. He smiled and said, "I've lived for so many years, but I've never celebrated the New Year with anyone other than my master. For fate, let's have a drink."
Xu Que smiled. Life was really interesting. He had thought that he was a loner, but after coming to the Holy Zhi Palace, he realized that Zui Qianchou and Ye Wuchen were quite interesting.
Ye Futian and Yu Sheng seemed to be very interesting as well.
Perhaps it really was fate.
"For fate." Ye Futian smiled and the group raised their cups and drank together.
"The sparring session a few days ago was really satisfying. How many years do you think it will take for us to conquer the Law Rank of the Holy Zhi Palace?" Xu Que said with a smile. He could foresee that most of the top names on the Law Rank would be here in the future.
"Three years," Zui Qianchou said.
"Three years?" Ye Futian looked at the scenery of the Holy Zhi Palace and said, "I've never thought about conquering the Law Rank."
Zui Qianchou and Xu Que were stunned. They looked at him and then smiled.
Indeed, some people's goals were not even on the Law Rank. For Ye Futian, the Law Rank did not mean much to him.
"Then, what about the Barren Sky Ranking and the Barren State?" Xu Que looked at Ye Futian.
Ye Futian's eyes were still looking into the distance. The Barren Sky Ranking and the Barren State?
A smile appeared on his face and he did not reply.
However, when Xu Que recalled this scene many years later, he would understand the meaning behind his smile.
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