Peerless Divine Emperor

The Purple Emperor looked at Qin Zhu through the light curtain and said, "Qian Qin taught a good disciple. Your attainments in the art of playing the qin are unmatched among your peers in Xuanyue Island."

The crowd looked at him in a strange light. The Purple Emperor only said that Qian Qin Gudi taught a good disciple, but he seemed to have deliberately forgotten another closer relationship between Master Tingzhu and Qian Qin Gudi, that of father and son.

Is there a hidden meaning in this sentence?

"Senior, you are too kind. I have a lot to learn. Compared with my adoptive father, I am still far behind." Qin Zhu replied humbly. When he mentioned Qian Qin Gudi, his eyes seemed to show a trace of respect.

The Purple Emperor smiled when he heard this, and waved his hand, saying, "I'll talk to you in detail later. There's still one person who hasn't played yet. Do you want to go and rest first, or listen to the last song there?"

"I'm not tired, so I'll listen to this song here, and I can also take this opportunity to learn other people's piano skills." Qin Zhu said with a smile, and this sentence made the admiration in the eyes of the people on the stairs even stronger.

Tingzhu is not only gifted, but also extremely humble and studious. Even the Purple Emperor just said that in terms of piano skills, no one in Xuanyue Island can match him.

Who else does he need to learn from?

Who else is qualified to teach him?

Hearing Qin Zhu's words, the Purple Emperor looked at him deeply, then looked at the maid under the light curtain and said, "Xiyue, continue."

Xiyue nodded lightly, and she controlled the formation with her mind. The next moment, an extremely dazzling light lit up in the last room.

And the person in that room was Qin Xuan.

Even though there was still one person who hadn't played yet, no one in the crowd at Huaqing Palace was interested in continuing to listen.

Tingzhu Gongzi's piece was already the pinnacle of Xuanyue Island's Qin Dao. What other Qin music could compare to it?

They came here just to listen to Zhu Gongzi's Qin, and now they were satisfied.

At this time, Chu Yun was sitting in one direction of the stairs, looking at Tingzhu Gongzi in the light curtain. He suddenly thought of someone, wondering if he had played.

In his opinion, both of them were very outstanding. One had extraordinary combat power and an extremely arrogant personality, and the other had an extraordinary temperament and unparalleled Qin skills.

Chu Yun couldn't help but have an idea at this moment. If Qin Xuan and Tingzhu Gongzi had a battle, who would win?

He didn't think about who would win in the Qin skills competition between the two. The result was too obvious. Tingzhu Gongzi would win.

But if it was a competition of martial arts strength, perhaps it would be a 50-50 split.

After all, Qin Xuan was likely to come from a big force. After training to this point, judging from the strength he had shown before, he was also very powerful.

In the room, Qin Xuan was still immersed in sadness. Because of the formation, he did not hear the sound of Master Tingzhu's piano, and he did not know that the person playing in front of him was Master Tingzhu.

Taking a deep breath, Qin Xuan raised his hands, and released a powerful rule power in his palms. The brilliant light shone out, and the spiritual energy in the space gathered frantically, turning into a spiritual long piano, floating in front of him.

Before this, he had never played it himself. Even if he had a heart for the piano, it would be difficult to start without any playing experience.

He had not planned to participate in this piano meeting, but he thought of the song of hero's tears that his master played when he saved him before, and he immediately changed his mind.

As a disciple of the Qin Demon, if he could not play the piano, then he would be a bad disciple.

With this thought, Qin Xuan's eyes were filled with determination. Without any hesitation, he put his ten fingers on the strings and plucked them according to his heart.

The strings of the zither trembled, and a hint of zither sound came out. However, when everyone in Huaqing Palace heard the zither sound, their expressions suddenly froze there, and their expressions seemed extremely strange.

Is this... zither sound?

Even the usually calm and natural Zidi frowned after hearing this sound. He was wondering if there was something wrong with the zither?

Otherwise, how could such a sound be made?

In the Nishang Palace, Qinzhu was outside the room, and the zither sound was not blocked by the formation, so he could be said to hear it most clearly.

At this moment, his expression also looked a little strange. With years of experience in immersing himself in the zither, he could conclude that this person could not play the zither at all.

The sound that came out could not even be called zither sound. Almost no notes were in tune, and there was no musical beauty at all, let alone rendering the artistic conception of the zither sound.

Others could not put themselves into the zither sound at all, so how could they feel the artistic conception of the zither sound?

He smiled. Someone actually pretended to be a zither cultivator. Although he saved ten sea spirit stones, wouldn't he feel embarrassed and ashamed?

But Qin Xuan in the room had no idea how the people outside felt. He was completely immersed in his own world at the moment. The scene at the banquet kept flashing in his mind. The master stood in front of him at the critical moment and blocked the palm of Emperor Ling for him. He would never forget that scene.

As the picture in his mind turned, Qin Xuan's fingers kept flying on the strings of the zither. He didn't know what the seven laws of zither music were, let alone the rhythm of zither music. At this moment, he just wanted to vent his emotions.

In Huaqing Palace, many people showed disgust and anger on their faces, as if they were humiliated.

"Who is so shameless? In order to save ten sea spirit stones, he pretended to be a zither cultivator. It's really disappointing!" Some people even cursed, as if they couldn't bear it anymore and couldn't control their anger.

It would be fine if this person came out first, but he chose to play after Master Tingzhu. In their opinion, this was a blasphemy to Master Tingzhu!

How could Tingzhu Gongzi, who is so elegant, play on the same stage with such a shameless person?

A wave of anger spread among the crowd.

Chu Yun was also very annoyed, just like most people. What kind of thing was this person playing?

He felt that he could play a hundred times better than this person...

This was simply unbearable!

However, no one noticed that Zidi's eyes gradually changed. In that alternative "piano sound", he seemed to hear some special taste.

That was extreme anger and hatred.

Zidi looked at the room that was lit on the light curtain. He could vaguely see a figure inside. He wondered what kind of change had happened to make this person have such a monstrous anger?

To be able to come here to participate in the piano meeting, he must not be very old. It seems that the person inside has a story.

"It's okay." Zidi said.

The next moment, Qin Xuan heard the voice of the Purple Emperor and could not help but withdraw from that emotion. At this moment, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and there was a strange red glow in his eyes, as if there was a strong killing intent.

Just now, he almost couldn't control his emotions.

Even though Qin Xuan had strong self-control, some emotions were simply uncontrollable.

Fortunately, the voice of the Purple Emperor pulled him out of his emotions in time, otherwise, I don't know what would happen.

At this moment, on the stairs around Huaqing Palace, the vast crowd looked at the Purple Emperor. Did the Purple Emperor finally couldn't stand it when he called for a stop just now?

Indeed, the voice was too harsh and didn't deserve to appear here at all.

Xiyue's beautiful eyes below looked at the Purple Emperor, as if waiting for the Purple Emperor to announce the end of the piano meeting.

However, the next sentence of the Purple Emperor stunned everyone in the audience.

"I want to see you. Can you come out and see me?"

When the voice fell, the eyes of the people in Huaqing Palace were all frozen in the air, and their faces were full of astonishment and confusion. They even thought they were hallucinating. The Purple Emperor wanted to see the person who played the piano?

What did he think?

Qin Zhu in Nishang Palace heard the words of the Purple Emperor, and his eyes couldn't help but reveal a strange color, as if he didn't understand the Purple Emperor's thoughts.

The Purple Emperor wanted to see him, definitely not because of his piano skills, so what was the reason?

Qin Zhu's heart suddenly became curious.

Not only other people, but even Qin Xuan himself, did not expect this result.

He just took this opportunity to experience the feeling of playing, and never thought that he could get the recognition of the Purple Emperor.

But fate seemed to be playing a joke on him. The Purple Emperor actually wanted to see him.

In this way, he had the opportunity to contact the top figures in Xuanyue Island, which was much faster than he thought.

The door of the room where Qin Xuan was located opened automatically, and then, an unparalleled figure stepped out from it. Although his steps were slow, every step he took seemed to have a majestic momentum rushing out and pressing forward.

Even though there was a light curtain between them, the people on the stairs seemed to be able to feel the momentum released by Qin Xuan. When they saw Qin Xuan's figure clearly, many people's hearts trembled suddenly, and an unbelievable look flashed in their eyes. Was it him?

They had never thought that the proud figure who was so strong and powerful outside the door of Ziyunxuan before would appear in their sight again in such a posture.

This time, it was more impressive than the last time.

"This..." Chu Yun's expression froze when he saw Qin Xuan's figure. He felt that the world was so wonderful.

After meeting this person, his world seemed to be full of drama. Many things that he had never dared to think of before were happening one by one in front of him.

He was just thinking about who would be better in a battle between this person and Tingzhu Gongzi, and now the two stood together.

However, it was not because of martial arts, but the way of zither.

Qin Zhu turned slightly and looked in the direction of Qin Xuan. When he saw Qin Xuan, his expression changed a little, but soon he calmed down. He smiled at Qin Xuan.

But Qin Xuan just glanced at Qin Zhu and then looked away, which made Qin Zhu's face a little stiff. He had never been treated so coldly.

The people in Huaqing Palace saw this scene through the light curtain, and the anger in their hearts was even more uncontrollable. They stared at Qin Xuan like swords. This person was too arrogant. He didn't even look at his identity. He put on airs in front of Master Tingzhu?

Is he qualified?

The Purple Emperor's eyes fell on Qin Xuan. As expected, this person was very young, only at the eighth level of the Yuanhuang realm.

"Can you take off your mask?" A voice came out of the Purple Emperor's mouth.

"If the senior wants to see me, I will take off the mask when we meet alone later, but at this moment, I don't want to take it off." Qin Xuan's lips moved and he also uttered a voice.

When the crowd heard this, their hearts twitched violently.

This guy actually dared to reject the Purple Emperor in public. Is he crazy?