Peerless Divine Emperor

Qin Xuan looked at Zhong Ziya and never said a word in defense.

He knew that any words at this time seemed feeble.

Zhong Ziya thought that what he did was insulting the Zhong family's descendants and trampling on the Zhong family's majesty, so he thought so.

He didn't bother to explain anything.

After all, this is a world that respects strength. No matter how strong your reasoning is, if you don’t have enough strength to support it, you will still be criticized and criticized by others. And if you have the strength that makes everyone fear, even if you do something treasonous and unethical, others will still be criticized. They will only be surrounded by compliments, this is the truest human nature.

Zhong Ziya said that if the master did that, he would not say anything, but if he did it, he would seek justice.

Isn't this bullying the weak and fearing the strong?

"You're right. I really can't play. I know nothing. Although I became a disciple of my master, he never taught me any piano skills. He just let me understand the heart of the piano. Therefore, I have a heart for the piano, but I don’t know how to play it.”

Qin Xuan looked at Zhong Ziya and spoke slowly. Zhong Ziya's eyes were cold. Are you finally willing to admit it?

"However, I still insist on my idea that the heart of the piano has nothing to do with cultivation, but has to do with whether one has practiced playing skills, but only relates to whether one's heart is pure." Qin Xuan said.

This was what he said outside the teahouse that day. Even today in front of so many people, he still thinks so.

When Ximen Guyan and Ling Lueye heard Qin Xuan's words, they both nodded in unison. This was also the result of their discussion many years ago.

The heart of the piano lies only in one's heart.

The reason why there are so few people in the world who have the heart of the piano is because there are too few people who can have a dust-free heart. Among those who have the heart of the piano, most of them are in the imperial realm and the holy realm. It seems that the heart of the piano is pure. It seems to be related to realm, but it is not.

Compared with people in the Imperial Realm, Holy Realm and low realms, they have been practicing for much longer and have experienced many trials and tribulations in practice. Their hearts are stronger and will not be easily affected by external objects, so it is easier to have the heart of the piano. .

The descendants of the Zhong family and even the saints all agree with the former view.

"Since you still insist on your own ideas, you might as well put it into practice once and see who is wrong between you and me, and also take this opportunity to let the world see what kind of grace the tenth genius in the Nine Domains list has on the piano. !" Zhong Ziya said loudly, although his words were very calm, but there was a sense of contention.

He must save Mr. Zhong's face, even if it offends the piano demon.

"Follow what I did before?" Qin Xuan said.

"Okay." Zhong Ziya did not refuse this time, but agreed directly. Qin Xuan couldn't play, so this was the only way to make him lose.

"I'll bother you with the princess this time." Qin Xuan clasped his fists towards Yan Qingyun. Yan Qingyun shook her head indifferently and said softly: "Qingyun has no complaints about playing for Young Master Qin."

When Yan Qingfeng heard this, his heart felt cold. He couldn't control this girl anymore...

Yan Shuirou finally saw something at this time. She turned to look at Ling Tian aside, and said with a strange look: "Have you known this for a long time?"

"Yeah." Ling Tian said matter-of-factly.

"Why don't I know?" Yan Shuirou glared at him.

"You didn't ask me either." Ling Tian shrugged, with an innocent look on his face, as if it was not his fault.

"You..." Yan Shuirou stared straight at Ling Tian, ​​as if he was so angry that he was speechless, and said: "Just wait for me!"

However, Ling Tian still had a bright smile on his face. As long as he saw Qing Yun happy, he would be happy, and other things would not matter.

Qin Xuan suddenly thought of something, looked back at Duan Ruoxi, and said through a message: "Ruoxi, I want to take this opportunity to ask the little princess something. I have absolutely no other intention. Don't think too much about it."

"Yes, I know." Duan Ruoxi nodded obediently. In fact, she could understand many things even if Qin Xuan didn't say them.

"You go first or us first?" Qin Xuan looked at Zhong Ziya and asked.

"There is no need to separate them in order. You can play them at the same time to avoid unnecessary trouble due to order." Zhong Ziya said calmly.

A strange look flashed in Qin Xuan's eyes. After knowing Zhong Ziya's consideration, he said nothing more.

Generally speaking, the person who plays later can leave a deeper impression on the listener and will have some advantages, resulting in an unfair judgment.

Zhong Ziya chose to play at the same time to avoid such a situation. The two played at the same time, each doing his or her best. Whoever's music resonates more with the crowd will win the battle.

"Princess, do you have any other opinions?" Qin Xuan looked at Yan Qingyun again.

"I have no problem." Yan Qingyun shook her head. Qin was what she was good at. Even if her opponent was an Emperor-level figure, she had nothing to fear.

"Then let's get started!" Zhong Ziya waved his sleeves, and the sandalwood long harp lay across the void. Powerful spiritual energy fluctuations were emitted around the long harp, causing the space to faintly vibrate. Much larger.

Everyone in the Zhong family showed sharp eyes when they saw this, with a bit of fanaticism on their faces. Senior Brother Zhong, are you finally serious?

Ximen Guyan and Qin Sheng looked at Zhong Ziya, and they could feel that his aura had changed greatly. Compared with the first time he played, Zhong Ziya at this moment was extremely magnificent, without any cover up, completely Bloom your own light.

Obviously, Zhong Ziya had some reservations before, maybe because of Yan Qingyun's identity, he didn't want to show too much strength.

But at this moment, it was about the face of the Zhong family and his faith, so he would not give in.

"Princess, I will release my Qinxin consciousness and communicate with you later. I hope you will not resist." Qin Xuan looked at Yan Qingyun and said. If his Qinxin could communicate with Yan Qingyun, then they would know each other's thoughts, and he could also determine whether some of his previous guesses were correct.

Yan Qingyun hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "Okay."

Qin Xuan stood in the air, his eyes slowly closed, emptying all consciousness and thoughts in his mind, his heart was as still as water, as if he had merged with the surrounding world. He was no longer a person, but a world.

At this moment, countless eyes on the scene were all focused on the three figures in the void, and more on Qin Xuan.

Although Zhong Ziya was an emperor, and Yan Qingyun was the little princess of Luoyan Fairy Palace, with an extremely noble status, Qin Xuan had a legendary color on him. Since he won the first place in the Wilderness Competition, he has risen at an extremely astonishing speed, which shocked countless people.

People from the eight great divine palaces, each of them has people paying attention to Qin Xuan. These people either have grudges against Qin Xuan or are on good terms with him, and are now waiting for Qin Xuan's performance.

Chu Feng is one of them.

He came to the banquet this time hoping to fight with Qin Xuan, but he had no chance. However, it was worth the trip to see Qin Xuan compete with the emperor-level figures.

Mo Lishang, Bai Renhan, Yan Shuirou, Ling Tian and other people who are familiar with Qin Xuan all hope that he can shine brightly and continue his legendary journey.

No one noticed that in the central area of ​​the banquet, the old man Tianji was also staring at Qin Xuan. He had a guess a long time ago, and now he felt that the guess was not far from the truth.

Suddenly, there was a sound of piano, played by Zhong Ziya. The rhythm of the piano sound was fast and passionate from the beginning. Zhong Ziya's fingers brushed across the strings of the piano. In an instant, the infinite spiritual energy between heaven and earth rioted wildly, as if a terrifying storm was gathering and the power of the avenue was integrated into the storm, sweeping across the boundless sky.

The piano sound became more and more urgent, and the listener's heart could not help but follow the rhythm of the piano sound. The melody became faster and faster, like fighting on the battlefield, with soldiers facing each other and blood flowing like a river.

A picture appeared in the minds of the crowd. A person with strong cultivation stood in the void and casually slapped a palm print. The palm print fell from the sky and burst out with extremely terrifying power. With one palm, countless people below were buried and killed, leaving no bones.

This scene vividly reflects the cruelty and bloodiness of the martial arts world. In front of the real strong, all living beings are not worth mentioning and can be destroyed at will.

With strength, you can control everything.

Ximen Guyan also listened to the music, frowning slightly. It seemed that Zhong Ziya had deep resentment in his heart, so that the resentment in the music was so deep that he even passed this negative emotion to the listener, wanting to resonate with the listener and make the listener angry and unwilling.

Ximen Guyan was known as the Qin Demon, and his attainments in the art of Qin were unparalleled in the world. His state of mind had long reached a state of transcendence. Zhong Ziya's music naturally could not affect him, but other people did not have Ximen Guyan's skills. If they did not deliberately resist, they would be easily affected by the music.

At this time, many people in the crowd clenched their fists, their pupils flashed scarlet, and the aura around them rioted, as if they were looking for someone to fight.

Jian Chunqiu's face also changed a little. A ray of violent color shot out of his eyes, and the sword intent on his body was faintly uncontrollable, wanting to bloom and descend on the battlefield in his mind to kill.

"Chunqiu, don't get too immersed in it." A voice came into Jian Chunqiu's mind. This voice was very young, and it was the Sword Saint Juechen who spoke to remind him.

Jian Chunqiu's eyes suddenly showed a trace of clarity, and he walked out of that negative emotion. Although there was no change on his face, his heart was trembling slightly.

The sound of Zhong Ziya's piano was so powerful that just sitting there playing it could affect his emotions. If it weren't for the reminder of the fifth uncle, he would have been immersed in it.

It seems that Zhong Ziya is also a demon and should not be underestimated.

In fact, it was not only Jian Chunqiu who was affected by the emotions in the piano music, but also many people, including some talented Tianjiao people, who could not get rid of the piano music.

Old man Tianji looked at Zhong Ziya, and a deep and unfathomable meaning flashed in his eyes. Did he want everyone present to fall into the abyss of sin with this song?