Mental element magic was different from other types of magic. First, one had to strengthen their own mental strength. Then, they could use special methods to affect the opponent's mental strength in all aspects. If elemental magic was used to destroy the opponent's physical body, then mental element magic was used to destroy the opponent's soul. Using the Instrumental Sound to train one's own mental strength, then using the Instrumental Sound to release one's own mental strength, and using the different characteristics of the zither to produce different mental waves to attack or support. This was the mystery of zither magic.
In the quiet bamboo forest, broad, deep, and relaxing music reverberated continuously. The six-year-old Ye Yinzhu, aside from cultivating fighting energy, also learned how to play the zither. His pure heart made it so that no matter what he did, he would not have any distracting thoughts. The Green Water was played over and over again. The passing of time seemed to have nothing to do with him. His entire body was completely immersed in the mystery of the zither.
Affected by the Instrumental Sound, all kinds of small animals began to gather in the bamboo forest. Although they only dared to watch from afar, they were clearly beginning to be intoxicated by Ye Yinzhu's zither music.
"Hey, who are you?"
When Qin Shang returned to the front of the bamboo house with the bamboo strips containing the food, he suddenly let out a low cry. The Instrumental Sound suddenly stopped. Opening her eyes, Yinzhu curiously followed Qin Shang's gaze.
She didn't know when, but there was a little boy squatting five meters away from Ye Yinzhu. He was sitting there in a daze, watching Ye Yinzhu play the zither. This little boy looked about the same age as Yinzhu. He was far less handsome than Yinzhu, but the lines on his face gave off a strong feeling. He was just a child! The most surprising thing was that he had a head of purple hair. It looked very special. Among humans, hair of this color was very rare.
Hearing Qin Shang's voice, the little boy woke up with a start. His originally dull eyes revealed a strong hostility. He stared at Qin Shang, clenching his fists and pursing his lips, but he did not say a word.
Yinzhu ran to Qin Shang excitedly, took the bamboo strip, and said with a smile, "Grandpa Qin, look, my Instrumental Sound attracted someone."
As he spoke, he took out a freshly peeled bamboo shoot and handed it to the purple-haired boy. "Hello, this is on me."
The purple-haired boy's gaze moved from Qin Shang to Yinzhu's face, which was filled with a childlike smile. His expression gradually changed, and he slowly relaxed his clenched fists. He took the bamboo shoot from Yinzhu's hand and nodded at him. Before Qin Shang could ask any more questions, he suddenly turned around and ran. In the blink of an eye, he had already disappeared into the bamboo forest.
Looking at the purple-haired boy's disappearing figure, Qin Shang could not help but frown. Could it be that the Bamboo Sect's Maze Formation had lost its effect? It seemed that the little boy was very hostile towards him, but why did he relax when he saw Yinzhu? Could it be that he was really attracted by Yinzhu's Instrumental Sound? He was only a sorcerer, so he could not catch up to him even if he wanted to, so he could only let the little boy go.
Playing the guqin during the day, and cultivating fighting energy with Qin Shang's Instrumental Sound at night. This was Ye Yinzhu's simple life. However, ever since the purple-haired boy appeared, his simple life became a little more colorful.
Every morning, when Yinzhu started playing the guqin, the purple-haired boy would quietly appear and sit at the side, quietly listening to him play. With such an audience, the process of Yinzhu repairing the guqin did not seem so lonely.
Ever since the purple-haired boy first appeared, he had never said a word to anyone. When only Yinzhu was around, he looked very calm. However, whenever Qin Shang was around, or Yinzhu's parents or grandfather came to visit, the purple-haired boy would immediately leave.
Ye Chong had secretly followed the purple-haired boy, wanting to see where he came from. However, he only found that the purple-haired boy also lived in the Azure Sea, less than 2,000 meters away from where Yinzhu repaired the guqin. He looked no different from any other child. The bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest were his food. The lonely and arrogant purple-haired boy gradually gained everyone's approval. After all, he would not talk to Yinzhu, so it would not affect Yinzhu's cultivation of the Pure Heart of the Zither. Therefore, Qin Shang and Yinzhu's family also accepted his existence. When Yinzhu was free, she would often talk to him, give him her clothes to wear, and give him food from her parents to eat. The purple-haired boy only accepted it silently, still not saying a word. However, the way he looked at Yinzhu became more and more gentle.
Spring passed and autumn came. In the blink of an eye, another 10 years had passed. The handsome child had grown into a handsome young man. Yinzhu's appearance was similar to Ye Chong's father, but she had also inherited her mother's gentleness. At 16 years old, he was already about 1.8 meters tall, with a well-proportioned body. He wore white robes all year round, and with his long black hair, he was a handsome young man no matter how one looked at him.
"Little Zi, Little Zi, where are you?"
Ye Yinzhu, dressed in a long white robe, shouted as she walked forward. The clear and melodious voice reverberated in the bamboo forest, like the sound of a zither, spiralling and elegant.
Yinzhu called for a long time, but there was no response. She stopped and muttered, "Where did Little Zi go? Why is he nowhere to be seen? "
His eyes brightened, and a smile appeared on his face. "Got it."
As he spoke, he sat cross-legged on the ground. Silver light flashed on the middle finger of his left hand, and immediately, a guqin appeared in front of him. The body of the guqin was thick and round. It was made of paulownia wood, yellow in color, with a chestnut-colored lacquer, and a broken snake belly. Clam emblem. Round Dragon Pond. Oval Phoenix Marsh. Dragon Pond Na sound rumbled. Goose feet, made of red agate.
When he looked at the zither, his soft and clear eyes suddenly became a little more infatuated. "'Yang Guan Three Folds', I want this neutral and peaceful Jiu Xiao Huan Pei Qin to play. I don't believe that you won't come out."
His eight fingers gently stroked the strings, and immediately, a sad and lingering Instrumental Sound floated out. This was a song that represented parting. Once the Instrumental Sound played, Yinzhu was completely immersed in the mood of the Instrumental Sound.
A dark red light slowly circled around his body, forming circles of sound waves that drifted in all directions. There were no large animals in the Azure Sea, but at this moment, all the birds and small animals were converging in the direction of Yinzhu at an extremely fast speed. For a moment, the mournful cries of all kinds of animals rang out, and the surroundings of Yinzhu gradually became lively.
Yang Guan Triad was named after the song was repeated three times. The meaning of the song was filled with reluctance to part with friends. The Instrumental Sound was filled with reluctance to part. In Yinzhu's mind, he kept recalling his life in the Azure Sea for the past 16 years. He couldn't help but reveal a faint sadness in his eyes, making his elegant temperament feel a little melancholy.
The song Yang Guan Triad ended in a soul-stirring atmosphere. Yinzhu pressed his hands on the strings, causing the lingering sound to dissipate completely. He said sorrowfully, "Sorry, my friends, I really have to go. But I will definitely come back to see you. I don't want to leave either, but both grandpas said that I must go out and see the outside world. This song is my farewell to all of you. "
A tall figure, unknowingly appeared behind Yinzhu. After listening to Yinzhu's words, the expression on his face couldn't help but stiffen a little. He subconsciously raised his right hand and grabbed Yinzhu's shoulder.
Yinzhu seemed to have already known that he was behind her. She lowered her head and said, "Little Zi, I have to go."
The figure flashed, and the tall figure had already appeared in front of Yinzhu. Among ordinary people, Yinzhu, who reached a height of 1.8 meters at the age of 16, was not short. But compared with the person in front of her, she was still a head shorter. His purple hair was a little messy, and his tall and strong body seemed to be full of explosive power. His chiseled face gave people a feeling of toughness like steel, and a pair of deep purple eyes were as bright as stars. His broad shoulders seemed to be able to bear everything.
Ye Yinzhu grew up, and so did Little Zi. Ten years had passed, and his body developed so fast that Ye Yinzhu's family was amazed. He was more than two meters tall, and looked much more mature than Ye Yinzhu. He didn't have the childlike light in Yinzhu's eyes, but gave people a very deep feeling.
Both hands grabbed Yinzhu's shoulder at the same time, and Little Zi's eyes were full of doubt and inquiry.
Feeling the heat of Little Zi's hands, Yinzhu looked up at him and said sadly, "I really have to go. I'm not practicing the zither, I came specially to say goodbye to you. My two grandpas said that my Pure Heart of Zither has been cultivated to the ninth grade, and is about to enter the realm of Sword Courage of Zither. I don't need to be isolated from the outside world anymore. They let me go to school, and by the way, learn the knowledge of the outside world and adapt to the outside world. So, I have to go, now. Little Zi, what is the outside world like? I have never been out, but grandpas said that in order to let me better experience everything in the outside world, they will not send me out. "
The doubt in Little Zi's eyes gradually disappeared, and he slowly nodded and let go of Yinzhu's hands, "I will go with you."
"Really? That's great. "
Yinzhu was overjoyed, and jumped up like a child. But he soon realized that something was wrong, and looked at Little Zi strangely, "You, you can talk?"
Yes, this was the first time that Little Zi spoke in ten years since he came to Blue Sky Sea. Before this, almost everyone thought he was mute. But now, he spoke. The low and deep voice sounded very depressing, but this voice stopped in the ears of Yinzhu, but it became a sense of security.
Little Zi patted Yinzhu's shoulder and said, "Let's go."
As he spoke, he had already walked in the direction of the outside of Blue Sky Sea.
Ye Yinzhu, who was a little scared because he was going to travel alone, was now full of excitement. For ten years, he was with Little Zi almost every day. Although Little Zi never spoke, the two just exchanged glances. Little Zi had been his listener for ten years, and he had regarded Little Zi as one of the most trustworthy people and his best friend. At this time, with Little Zi's company, the unknown outside world did not seem so terrible.
With a cheer, Yinzhu had caught up with Little Zi in a flash, and together they walked towards the outside world.
"Little Zi, what is your original name?"
As they walked, Yinzhu asked curiously. In addition to playing the guqin and learning things of Bamboo Sect, he was a blank sheet of paper for the outside world. People's childhood was carefree, and now Yinzhu was like this. Before leaving Blue Sky Sea, he had almost forgotten about leaving his family. With Little Zi's company, the panic in his heart was no longer, and what was left was only curiosity and excitement. After all, this was the first time he had left Blue Sky Sea.
"You can call me Zi."
"Oh, Zi, where are you from? I heard from Grandpa that you are not from Blue Sky Sea. Grandpa Qin said that you have no malice towards me, but just like my music, so you have been staying here, right? "
Zi's answer was very simple, just a nod.
Perhaps because Yinzhu was too excited, she was particularly talkative today, asking questions all the way. But Zi rarely spoke, more than nodding or shaking his head. It was not until they entered Luna City that Yinzhu finally stopped.
"Wow, is this a city? It looks so big and beautiful. "
Looking at the huge walls of Luna City and the endless stream of people, Yinzhu was indescribably excited, and quickly ran in the direction of the city gate.
"Blue Sky Sea is the most beautiful place."
Looking at Yinzhu running in front, Zi shook his head gently.
Almost everything in Luna City was something Yinzhu had never seen before. In order to cultivate the Pure Heart of Zither, he had never left Blue Sky Sea for 16 years. Now, under the influence of curiosity and excitement, he felt that his eyes were not enough to take in everything.
"Where are you going to study?"
It was rare for Purple to ask Yinzhu.
Yinzhu said subconsciously, "Grandpa Qin asked me to go to the Magic Guild in Luna City to get something first. He also gave me a map, saying that if I follow the directions on the map, I can find the school and give his letter to the dean."
Zi reached out his hand and said, "Map."
Yinzhu trusted Zi very much, and it was a feeling from the bottom of her heart. Without hesitation, she took out a special sheepskin map and handed it to Zi.
Zi unfolded the map and found that it was a complete map of Longqinus. There was a red line on it, starting from Luna City and ending at another place. There was a line of small words at the end, which read: Milan Magic and Military Academy.
Zi frowned and said, "You are going to the Milanese Empire. Your grandpa and the others are really at ease."
Yinzhu had no idea about regions. She asked curiously, "Milanese Empire? Is it very far? "
Zi nodded and said, "To go to Milan, you have to go through the Kingdom of Bosnia-Herzegovina. Arcadia is at the southernmost part of the continent, and Milan is in the north. If you go further north, you will reach the Far North Wilderness."
When Zi mentioned the Far North Wilderness, his pupils contracted a little, but soon returned to normal. However, Yinzhu still noticed it.
"Zi, don't be afraid. Even if it is a little far, you have me. I will protect you."
While saying that, Yinzhu patted his chest childishly.
Zi was stunned. "You?"
Yinzhu nodded seriously. "Yes! I will protect you. Grandpa Qin said that I am already a qualified magician. "
Looking at Yinzhu, who was a head shorter than him, a faint smile appeared on Zi's face, causing the rigid lines on his face to look much gentler.
"Wow, Zi, you are smiling. That is rare. I don't think I have seen you smile before."
Yinzhu stared at Zi as if she had discovered a new continent.
Zi said helplessly, "Alright, let's go to the Magic Guild first."
Fortunately, the Magic Guild was a famous place in Luna City. Zi asked a random person on the side of the road, and then led Yinzhu to the place.
Although more than ten years had passed, the Magic Guild in Luna City was still so quiet. There was not even a guard at the door. Yinzhu and Zi walked along the road, and soon arrived at the door of the guild hall. Before they entered the room, they could already hear the sounds of arguing inside.
There were nine people in the hall, divided into two groups. On one side, Diarra was the leader. Behind him were Pirlo and another fire magician. On the other side, six people were also magicians, wearing magician robes of different colors. Judging from the color of their robes, there was a blue magician, two green magicians, and the other three were yellow advanced magicians.
Diarra said angrily, "Luffite, don't go too far. Don't forget that you also walked out of here."
The one called Luffite was the blue rank archmage. He looked to be in his fifties or sixties and wasn't tall, but he had an overbearing aura. The flame symbol on his chest indicated that he was a fire archmage. His hands were behind his back, and he had an arrogant expression on his face as he said disdainfully, "That's right, I walked out from here. Until now, I am still glad that I made the decision to leave here. Look at yourself. Does this still look like the headquarters of a country's Magic Guild? There are only the three of you. It has been so many years, and you still haven't broken through the cyan level. I am afraid you haven't even reached high cyan level. Diarra, don't be stubborn. Come with us to Bo Peng. With the Bo Peng royal family's thirst for magicians, you will be put in an important position. "
"Praise Faran, Ruffitte. How can you call yourself an Arcadian? Have you forgotten your roots?"
Diarra's voice was trembling. Once upon a time, Luffite was the most promising magician in Arcadia. But now, he came to Arcadia on behalf of another country.
Luffite sneered, "It seems that your stubbornness hasn't changed. Don't you have a president who never shows his face? Call him out. If he can beat me, we will leave immediately. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude. "
Diarra was furious, "Luffite, don't forget that this is Arcadia, not your Bo Peng. What can you do if you are rude?"
As he said that, he couldn't help but feel sad. Had the current Arcadia really reached the point where anyone could bully them?
Luffite said coldly, "This time, we are here on behalf of Bo Peng to negotiate with the Arcadia royal family. With my identity as a messenger, even if I kill you, I am afraid the Arcadia royal family won't dare to do anything. Could it be that your so-called president is a tortoise who hides in his shell? Doesn't he dare to accept the challenge? "
"Grandpa Qin is not a tortoise. I accept your challenge on his behalf."
Just as Diarra was about to explode in anger, a clear and melodious voice came from outside the door. It was Ye Yinzhu.
The sudden voice immediately attracted the attention of all the magicians in the hall. The handsome Yinzhu and the tall and tough Purple had walked in.
Purple just stood beside Yinzhu. At this time, he seemed to have returned to the way he was in the Blue Sky Sea. He didn't say a word.
Yinzhu glared at Luffite. Ever since he was born, the only people he had contact with were his family, Purple, and Qin Shang. Qin Shang's care and guidance were meticulous, and he had spent the longest time with Qin Shang. In Yinzhu's heart, Qin Shang was already like his family. Although he didn't quite understand what a tortoise was, he knew that it wasn't something good.
Luffite looked at Yinzhu with some surprise. This handsome young man in a white robe was eye-catching as soon as he walked in. Especially his clear black eyes, it was easy to leave a deep impression on people.
"Did I hear that right? You want to challenge me?"
Yinzhu nodded seriously and said, "Grandpa Qin is not here, so I accept your challenge on his behalf."
"Young man, you are?"
Diarra asked Yinzhu.
Yinzhu looked at Diarra and smiled gently, but he didn't reply. Instead, he sat down on the ground. He didn't understand any pleasantries. Right now, there was only anger towards Luffite in his heart. He didn't want to waste any time.
Under the surprised gazes of the crowd, the brownish-red Spring Thunder Zither had already appeared on his legs.
The Spring Thunder Zither was thirty-nine inches long, seven inches wide at the shoulder, and four and a half inches wide at the tail. It was painted brownish-red, and the snake belly was broken. On the back of the zither, the words "Spring Thunder" were engraved above the Dragon Pond. The thirteen insignias below the strings were inlaid with white jade. It was one of the five famous zithers of the Zither Faction, and its sound was pure and gentle. For a Divine Musician, a musical instrument was his magic staff.
"I'm going to start."
Yinzhu's left hand hovered over the body of the zither, and his right hand lightly plucked the strings, producing a deep and vigorous hum. A dark red light drifted out, and Yinzhu's gaze was already focused on the zither. In that instant, the indignation on his face completely disappeared, and an elegant aristocratic aura silently appeared with a sense of neutrality and calmness. Unfortunately, when the six magicians in front of him saw the dark red light emitted from his body, they didn't notice the change in his expression at all.
What did dark red magic power mean? It was only the lowest red level. Even if it was high red level, it was just an ordinary magician, not even at the level of an intermediate magician. On the other hand, Luffite and the other five were at least advanced magicians. Moreover, this handsome young man in front of them seemed to be a Divine Musician. Looking at the light emitted from Yinzhu's body, they couldn't help but laugh.
"Ah, it's you. Praise Faran. "
Diarra's eyes widened in surprise. When he saw Yinzhu's eight fingers, he immediately understood who this child in front of him was. However, before he could stop him, the Instrumental Sound had already started.
When Yinzhu poured his spirit into the zither, he had already forgotten everything in the outside world, or rather, ignored everything in the outside world. His heart and the strings of the zither had fused together. At this moment, his mind was only filled with the mysteries of fingers and strings, sound and mind, form and spirit, virtue and art, which Qin Shang had once told him about. He murmured, "The essence of music should be the subtlety of mind."
In an instant, the guild hall lit up. The light came from two places. One was the silver magic hexagram in the middle of the hall, and the other was the seven strings of the Spring Thunder Zither on Yinzhu's knees. In an instant, the silver light bloomed. Yinzhu's voice seemed to contain an infinite amount of magic power. The scornful eyes instantly froze, and a string of deep and lingering Instrumental Sound spread out. Along with the dark red light, it instantly sprinkled across the entire hall.
The tune was a little sad, but it was more solemn. It was the song that Yinzhu had used to bid farewell to his animal friends in the bamboo forest, "Yang Guan San Dui". With a different state of mind and a different zither, the Instrumental Sound produced a completely different effect. At this moment, the sadness lessened slightly, and the solemnity increased. In an instant, the hearts of the people present were filled with a heavy feeling. Even the magical elements in the air were affected, becoming sluggish and solidified.
Luffitte furrowed his brows. He was surprised to find that the Instrumental Sound had actually caused his state of mind to become a little flustered. Even his own emotions seemed to have been stirred up. Shocked, he thought to himself, It seems that this young divine musician is not as simple as he thought. Unfortunately, he did not turn back to look at his companions. If that was the case, perhaps he would have paid more attention to Yinzhu in front of him. At this moment, the two green mages were already in a daze. Their faces even maintained the same expression of laughter from before. As for the three yellow mages, their eyes were even more blurred. Their bodies were swaying uncontrollably, and it was obvious that they had lost control of their own bodies.
Spirit element Mages also had another nickname, and that was, Mage Killer. How could it be easy to chant in front of a Mental element mage?
Luffitte's chanting came to an abrupt stop after only the first note. He was shocked to find that as soon as he opened his mouth, his voice was actually interrupted by that strange Instrumental Sound. Magic chanting was to communicate with the magical elements in the air through a special intonation, and use one's own magical power as a guide to activate the power of heaven and earth. But at this moment, let alone communicate with the magical elements, he could not even complete a complete chant. Even Luffitte, who had extremely strong mental strength, could not help but feel a little panicked.
Yinzhu completely ignored everything that was happening in the outside world. The "Yang Guan Triad" was played three times, each stack heavier than the one before. When the three stacks overlapped, that was the peak of the song. At this moment, the first stack had already ended. Yinzhu's hands were like illusions on the strings. Suddenly, the rhythm of the Instrumental Sound suddenly sped up, and the feeling of stagnation in the air became stronger and stronger. Apart from the blue mage Luffitte, who was still able to maintain his consciousness, the two green beginner mages and the three yellow mages had completely lost their perception of the outside world. They were completely engrossed in the Instrumental Sound. Even Diarra and the other two mages who were standing at the side were affected to varying degrees. The only one who was completely unaffected was Purple, who was standing behind Yinzhu.
Actually, Yinzhu, who had reached the ninth grade of the Zither Heart of Crimson, was already equivalent to an advanced yellow mage. It was only because the Zither Heart of Crimson was always red before it broke through that she was mistaken by her opponents. After spending sixteen years in the Zither Sea, how could his strength be simple? Not to mention mages of the same level, once he played the Instrumental Sound, anyone within the third level would be affected. Furthermore, the opponents were not on guard, so even the green mages who were of a higher level than him were affected.
The dark red light became stronger and stronger, and the magical elements in the air seemed to be constantly moving with the Instrumental Sound. That low and sorrowful Instrumental Sound was now filled with murderous intent. As a Zither Mage, the Zither Magic that he was using was an all-out attack. Only Yinzhu could single-handedly challenge six opponents who were of a higher level than him.
Luffitte only felt that the Instrumental Sound was affecting him more and more. He had a bad feeling in his heart. However, he was a blue mage after all, and his strength was three levels higher than Yinzhu's, around the seventh or eighth level. That was why he could still stabilize his mental strength. He bit the tip of his tongue and forced himself to stay awake under the effect of the pain. Then, he waved his right hand, and a magic wand appeared in his hand out of thin air. With a flick of his wrist, a fireball the size of a bowl flew towards Yinzhu.
Any mage could instantly cast a magic that was three levels lower than their own level. For example, a green mage could instantly cast a red magic. If they couldn't chant, then they would instantly kill them. At this moment, Luffitte's eyes were full of murderous intent. Until now, he still hadn't paid enough attention to this "red" mage in front of him.
The bowl-sized fireball was orange in color. Being able to cast an orange magic in a panic, Luffitte could be considered tyrannical. Soon, the orange fireball was in front of Yinzhu.
Diarra wanted to stop it. As a green mage, he was also sober at this time, but with his strength, it was too late for him to cast a magic at this time. He couldn't help but exclaim.
Zi quietly clenched his fists. At this moment, Yinzhu suddenly raised his head. His bright eyes revealed a trace of a strange light. His eight fingers didn't stop playing the guqin. However, a faint yellow light had already filled his hands. The sound of the guqin amplified almost instantly. With a hum, a yellow-red light wave floated out with a distant hum and struck the orange fireball.
With a soft bang, the orange fireball turned into spots of light and disappeared.
Yinzhu's left hand suddenly changed. In an instant, he grabbed the seven strings and pulled them back by an inch. His right hand was still playing, forming the wonderful sound of "Yang Guan San Li". Then, he loosened his left hand. Suddenly, seven yellow and red mixed lights floated out. There was no sound of breaking through the air. There was only the deep and vigorous Instrumental Sound. The whole Spring Thunder Zither made a pleasant sound of light thunder.
The speed of the yellow and red lights was as fast as the speed of sound. The light flashed, and the "Yang Guan San Li" also stopped at this moment.
The six magicians from the Kingdom of Borneo all stood there in shock, including Rufite. Everyone was motionless. Diarra and the two magicians behind him woke up the moment the music stopped. Purple, who was standing behind Yinzhu, was just as shocked as the other magicians from the Kingdom of Borneo. However, his eyes were fixed on Yinzhu because he was the only one who could see where the seven yellow and red light waves had gone.
With a flash of silver light, the Spring Thunder Zither had been put back into the space ring. Yinzhu patted the dust off his body and stood up. He said to himself in annoyance, "I still can't continue playing the zither at the same time as the seven sound waves. No wonder Grandpa Qin said that I still have a long way to go."
"What … what happened to them?"
Diarra asked anxiously.
"They're dead."
Yinzhu said calmly. "Grandpa Qin said that all enemies who see my sound blades must die. That man in blue is very powerful. I can't beat him, so I can only use sound blades. "
Diarra looked at Ruffitt and the other five mages in shock. He saw that all six of them had a line of blood on their necks. Ruffitt's magic staff was broken into two pieces and fell to the ground. His eyes were wide open. He couldn't believe what he had just seen, even when he died. …
"That's not right. You need to infuse your Battle Aura into the sound wave the moment you play the zither. Only then can you form a sound blade. You were too fast. Look, this is the 160th string you've broken. "
"You were too slow this time. My fighting energy didn't fuse with the sound waves, so it didn't have any power."
"Grandpa Qin, when will I be considered successful?"
"When? Only when you can continuously release and control the sound blades as you wish while playing the guqin can it be considered a success. You are still far from that level. Keep practicing. Remember, you have to point your fingers downward … "
…
"Which one of you is Grandpa Diarra?"
Yinzhu didn't seem to be affected by the death of six people. She didn't even look at Ruffitt and the other mages who were still standing there.
In fact, Ruffitt was very strong. He was just too careless when he saw that Yinzhu was only a Red-level mage. He didn't even have time to release his magic pet or magic scroll before he was killed by Yinzhu under the influence of the Instrumental Sound.
Diarra's voice was trembling. He looked at Yinzhu's clear black eyes and couldn't help but feel a little scared. "I … I am. Your Grandpa Qin asked me to give you this. "
As he spoke, he took out a Red-level mage badge from his pocket and handed it to Yinzhu.
Yinzhu took the badge excitedly. It was a red six-pointed star badge with a zither carved on it. Faint magic waves flowed around the badge.
"This is what Grandpa Qin asked you to give me! I'll be going now. Thank you, Grandpa Diarra. "
After saying that, Yinzhu pulled Purple's hand and walked out.
"Ah! Praise Faran. Wait a minute. "
Diarra hurriedly stopped Yinzhu.
Yinzhu turned around and asked curiously, "Is there anything else?"
Diarra murmured, "Your Grandpa Qin asked me to give you a mage badge yesterday and send someone to send you to Milan and teach you some common knowledge on the continent."
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