Among the major caves in the world, the architectural style of Qinxin Palace may not be considered very gorgeous or grand, but it is definitely unique.
Perhaps because most of the disciples in the temple are proficient in one or two musical instruments, in the courtyard in front of each building, a wide pavilion with exquisite shape and hollows on all sides will be built, dedicated to the disciples' instrumental music practice and performance.
These pavilions are collectively called "Tingqin Pavilion" by Feng Wuya.
At this moment, in a pavilion at the back of the main hall, a man and a woman were sitting opposite each other. It can be said that the man was handsome and the woman was beautiful. They were both dressed in snow-white. Each had a guqin placed on the low table in front of them.
The two of them waved their arms together, and their fingers kept sweeping over the strings. The movements were sometimes violent, sometimes slow, and the clear and melodious sounds of the piano were intertwined, or as light as the tinkling of a mountain spring, or as passionate as a battle on the battlefield, or as gentle as the spring breeze. Face, or violent as the earth cracks and the sky collapses.
The two people's piano sounds sometimes complement each other like flowers blooming side by side, and sometimes they are fighting each other like dragons and tigers fighting each other. The music styles are ever-changing and they can do whatever they want. No one can completely overpower the other. Both of them are so proficient in piano skills that they have reached the pinnacle. For a moment, they can't tell who is better. Listening to it, it makes people feel intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves.
In the distance, on the horizon, a woman in a red dress holds a jade flute, standing in the air, her eyes staring closely at the wonderful ensemble of men and women in the pavilion, her eyes showing a bit of jealousy and a bit of resentment in the admiration, and she bites her lower lip lightly. , the expression on his face is indescribably complicated.
"Senior Sister He, since you like to listen so much."
Just when her expression was uncertain, a clear and sweet female voice suddenly came from behind her, "Why don't you go down and have a good listen?"
The woman in the red dress turned around when she heard the sound, and what she saw was a beautiful woman with snow-white skin, red lips and white teeth, holding a guqin under her arm, and wearing an exquisite aqua blue dress.
"It turns out to be Junior Sister Cui."
Recognizing that the person was Cui Yuying, the most famous Soul Realm master in Qinxin Palace, her face became more and more gloomy, a trace of disgust flashed in her eyes unconsciously, the corners of her mouth raised slightly, and she sneered, "You Didn’t you just go into seclusion not long ago? Are you coming out of seclusion so soon? After all, he is a genius disciple, but his understanding is different."
"Master's piano skills conquer the heaven and earth, conquer the mysteries of the sun and the moon, and every note contains the supreme truth."
Cui Yuying smiled faintly, as if he couldn't hear her sarcasm, "Just a moment of listening, and you will be able to understand the way of heaven a little more. This is an opportunity that many people can't ask for, and how can it be compared to a mere retreat?"
"Yes, Master's piano music can always make people feel something. Especially this ensemble, it makes me, sister, astonished."
The woman in the red dress, whom Cui Yuying called "Senior Sister He", covered her lips with her bare hands and said with a smile, "I just thought that the person I was playing against with Master must be Junior Sister Cui, who is known as the second best piano player in the piano skills hall, but how did I expect that she would come here?" At first glance, it turned out to be this yellow-haired girl who had only just started working. What a surprise."
"Sister He, my master would rather play against Junior Sister Li than play the flute with you."
Cui Yuying's pretty face sank, her eyes showed a cold light, her jade hands clenched her fists tightly, her expression was no longer calm, it was obvious that she had been hit in a painful spot, "How can you be better than me?"
"Junior Sister Cui, why should I be upset?"
Seeing her breaking through the defense, Senior Sister He seemed quite proud and couldn't help but giggled, "Sister, am I feeling unfair for you?"
"Senior Sister He, I know how jealous you are of me."
Cui Yuying, who seemed about to get angry, suddenly turned pale and sighed softly, "But now is not the time for you and me to criticize each other."
"Jealous?"
Senior Sister He's expression changed, and she said in a sharp voice, "Joke, what do you have that deserves my hatred?"
It turns out that this Senior Sister He is one of the two great generals in the Qinxin Palace, He Qingping, the "Chaotic Heart Sword".
Even though she retorted so fiercely, she knew deep down in her heart that what Cui Yuying said was true.
As the eldest disciple of Feng Wuya and the first soul phase master in Tianyinya, before Cui Yuying appeared, He Qingping was ranked at the bottom of the rankings, but she was still the pride of Qinxin Palace.
She also once thought that she would always be Master's favorite disciple.
However, the rapid rise of "Little Qin Fairy" Cui Yuying caused her status to plummet instantly.
Regardless of her appearance, temperament, cultivation talent, or musical aptitude, this Junior Sister Cui can directly press her to the ground and rub her.
What's even more annoying is that the other person is about a thousand years younger than her.
Cui Yuying has been in the industry for less than a thousand years, and she has been making great progress all the way. She has rushed to the twelfth position in the Dianjiang Review. She is only one step away from the top ten. She is a perfect daughter of heaven. After such a comparison, she immediately gives up. He Qingping, who ranked last in the review, was even more miserable.
The admiration of younger generations, the admiration of peers, the favor of master...
All the glory and praise left her and were transferred to Cui Yuying. How could the arrogant He Qingping endure this?
Holding a grudge is an understatement.
She has long regarded Cui Yuying as a thorn in her side and a thorn in her flesh. She wishes she could eat his flesh and drink his blood. Even in her dreams, she wants to pick up a sword and stab this overly outstanding junior sister seventeen or eighteen times.
"Senior Sister He, every time you and I get entangled here, we will get more entangled."
Cui Yuying sighed again, stretched out her slender hand, and pointed at Feng Wuya and Feng Wuya who were concentrating on playing in the distance, "Master's love for Junior Sister Li will become even deeper. If this continues, our two souls will be in the same state. He will be trampled under the feet of a new saint."
"Now you understand how I feel?"
He Qingping sneered, but did not continue to reply, "After all, what do you think?"
"Why don't you put the rivalry between you and me aside for now?"
A stern look flashed in Cui Yuying's eyes, "No matter what, we must deal with this threat before Junior Sister Li advances to the Soul Phase Realm."
"You want to attack her?"
He Qingping's complexion changed and she exclaimed, "Are you kidding me? Did you forget the fate lock?"
"I'm not a fool, how could I possibly murder my fellow junior sister?"
Cui Yuying glanced at her with disdain, "There are many ways to deal with someone, but force is just the worst."
"how do you want to do it?"
He Qingping's expression was uncertain, and she was silent for a long time before she slowly spoke.
"The reason why Junior Sister Li is favored by Master is simply because she is young and beautiful, gentle and simple, and as clean as a blank sheet of paper."
Cui Yuying lowered her head to look at Li Yiru playing the piano, with a fierce look in her eyes, "If she is no longer pure..."
"Do you want to..."
He Qingping's expression suddenly changed, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes as he looked at her.
"As far as I know, there are several junior brothers in the palace who have a good impression of Junior Sister Li."
Cui Yuying didn't seem to notice her mood, and just said to herself, "If senior sister is willing to contribute some of the 'Chaosinzui' you carefully brewed, and then I will host a banquet for junior sister Li and these junior brothers, you and I will join hands , why worry about not being able to match up a pair of beautiful gods?"
"You, how do you know that Luanxinzui..."
Hearing these three words, He Qingping's pretty face suddenly changed. After exclaiming, she seemed to have noticed her gaffe, and immediately changed her words, "I don't know what you are talking about."
"If you don't want others to know, you have to do nothing."
Cui Yuying sneered and said, "You have devoted more than thirty years to brewing drunkenness, and you have tried to sneak it into Master's wine glass several times. Do you really think I don't know about it?"
"That's nonsense!"
He Qingping's face became increasingly ugly, and she gritted her teeth and said word by word, "Why don't you make something out of nothing!"
What a terrible woman!
He is so cruel to his fellow disciples!
I'm afraid she has even planted spies in my family!
She denied it, but her heart was already filled with turmoil. She suddenly felt awkward that her every move was under surveillance, and she was even more frightened by Cui Yuying's viciousness and cruelty.
Obviously, He Qingping is also one of Feng Wuya's many admirers, and the so-called drunkenness is an aphrodisiac wine she brewed after more than thirty years of hard work after being unwilling to get what she wanted. The reason is to be able to finally get married with Master and fly together.
It's a pity that although she tried to mix her drunkenness into Feng Wuya's drinks several times, things always went wrong inexplicably, and she never succeeded.
"Whether it's something made out of nothing, you know in your heart."
Cui Yuying shook her head and said, "I'm just asking you, are you willing to do it together?"
"Just one drop at a time. If you put too much, you may die."
He Qingping's face changed again and again, and she was fighting with heaven and man in her heart for a long time. Suddenly she took out an exquisite jade bottle from her arms, threw it towards Cui Yuying, and said stiffly, "Remember, this matter is all about You handle it all by yourself and it has nothing to do with me!”
"boom!"
Unexpectedly, just when she turned around and was about to leave, there was suddenly an earth-shaking loud noise behind her. Her head was buzzing, her eardrums were bulging, and the ground under her feet was cracked and shaking, as if she was experiencing A magnitude 12 earthquake is normal.
Both women were startled and turned to look in the direction of the sound, with a look of disbelief on their faces.
The main hall, the tallest and most majestic in the entire Qinxin Hall, collapsed completely. Rubbles of all sizes were scattered in all directions and rolled to the ground. The place you saw was dilapidated and in a mess.
Amid the dust and smoke, a slender figure stood proudly on top of the ruins, with a straight waist and a black cloth covering his face, completely covering his appearance. Only two eyes were exposed, and there was a fierce fighting spirit in his eyes. , glaring fiercely at the location where Feng Wuya and Li Yiru were.
As soon as his eyes came into contact with this person, Feng Wuya felt his heart beat suddenly, and an unprecedented sense of uneasiness suddenly surged into his heart.
At this moment, the other person's thin figure actually looked so tall and majestic. An unimaginable sense of oppression rushed over him, almost suffocating him.
