Nine Stars Killer Novel - Chapter 682
Chapter 682 Withered Wood Chan
Under everyone’s gaze, this disciple of the Zhong Clan, known as the Qin Immortal, walked out, holding a zither in his hand. Every step he took, he would emit the rhythm of music. Ye Feng frowned slightly. This person was a formidable opponent.
“Junior Zhong Lei, greetings, seniors!”
The Zhong Clan didn’t dare to act rashly when they gathered all the experts in Fire City. They put on an appearance of subduing people with virtue. After Zhong Lei entered the arena, he first bowed to Old Master Guo, and then to the surroundings.
“This time, Ye Feng is in danger. Not only is this Zhong Lei skilled in zither, but he is also skilled in painting and calligraphy.”
A disciple of the Tang Clan said to himself. This time, almost no one from the Tang Clan was optimistic about Ye Feng. Now, he only hoped that Ye Feng would lose a few rounds less.
If they were able to draw 2-2, that would be the best outcome. Neither side had to pay the other a bet to lose.
“I’m making a fool of myself!”
Zhong Lei sat down and placed the zither on the prepared table. With a wave of his hand, a faint zither sound appeared. The sound was powerful and penetrating. Once the zither sound came out, one could hear it from a hundred miles away.
A melodious zither sound appeared, bringing everyone into the beautiful zither music. Ye Feng stood at the side, and he was also recalling it carefully. Zhong Lei’s zither sound was very tactful, very crisp, and even smoother. He had put in a lot of effort at a glance.
Sometimes it was like an oriole leaving a valley, sometimes it was like a swallow returning to its nest. The sound of the zither attracted countless people present, and they were all infected by this song.
This song was very ordinary. Almost everyone in Qinli Middle Continent could play it, but there were only a few people who could reach Zhong Lei’s level.
The simpler the repertoire, the more powerful it would be. This was the art, the more magical it would be, the more classic it would be.
When the last tune was completed, the surroundings were still silent. Many people were unwilling to withdraw from this scene. The song just now made them endless memories, and even forgot to return.
“Good, good, good. To be able to bounce Wen Qingtian to such a level is unprecedented.”
Old Master Guo clapped his hands first. Ever since ancient times, martial artists had wanted to ask the heavens and find the path to immortality. This question was something that all martial artists had thought of. That was why they created this song. At this moment, it was perfectly performed by Zhong Lei, and everyone’s voices were heard.
Everyone in the Tang Clan had extremely ugly expressions. Zhong Lei’s song was almost invincible, and there was probably no second person in the entire Fire City. It was almost impossible for Ye Feng to defeat him.
However, the competition was not over yet. No one could predict what kind of music Ye Feng would be able to play. Everyone was looking forward to it.
“Ye Feng, it’s your turn now!”
The agreement drawn up by the two of them had Ye Feng’s name on it, so Old Master Guo said to Ye Feng at this time.
“I can’t play the zither, can I learn a stick of incense time first!”
To tell the truth, Ye Feng could not play the zither. Although he knew the music, it was another matter whether he could play it or not.
“I pu!”
Those genius disciples who were drinking wine spat out another mouthful of wine. They even spat out another mouthful of wine from afar. Then, the surroundings burst into laughter. Ye Feng actually did not understand the zither. He even dared to bet that this was suicidal.
“This …”
Old Master Guo was in a dilemma. Since he was competing in zither-playing, of course, Ye Feng would not be able to play it now. Furthermore, Ye Feng proposed to learn a stick of incense time.
“Old Master Guo, Ye Feng doesn’t know how to play the zither. He can face it calmly. He even offered to learn a stick of incense first. As an elder, we should support him.”
Tang Tian had risked his life. He didn’t want this old face anymore. No matter what, he could only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor. However, everyone knew that learning Zhong Lei’s skill in an incense stick of time was undoubtedly a fantasy.
In fact, Ye Feng naturally knew how to play the zither. Although he wasn’t good at it, he also knew it. It was only because he didn’t know the techniques of the Divine Martial Continent.
Ye Feng had touched nineteen strings before, but now there were twenty-six strings placed in front of him. Ye Feng had to familiarize himself with them.
“Yes, Ye Feng is very honest. We might as well give him a chance. What do you think?”
Old Master Guo looked at the other notaries and asked.
“Of course we have no objections!”
The other notaries came from several large merchants in Fire City. Of course, they were willing to give this favor to Old Master Guo. It was impossible for them to learn excellent chess skills in an incense stick of time. They just didn’t want to make things difficult for Old Master Guo.
There were also quite a few people who were unwilling to be hostile to the Tang Clan, and it didn’t hurt to waste an incense stick of time.
However, to the Zhong Clan, it didn’t matter at all. On the contrary, they felt that it was better. They could see how Ye Feng made a fool of himself. Now, the Zhong Clan wished that the slower time passed, the better. This way, they could humiliate the Tang Clan even more. Therefore, they were the first to stand out and agree.
“Kid, don’t blame our Zhong Clan for not giving you a chance. We can afford to give you an incense stick of time.”
Everyone could tell that the Zhong Clan had purposely said this, but there was nothing they could do about it. Who told Ye Feng to wait?
Ye Feng ignored the mocking gazes from the surroundings as well as the sounds of disdain as he looked at Tang Yan.
“Senior Sister Tang, do you know how to play the zither?”
A bitter smile appeared on Ye Feng’s face. Right now, apart from Wang Ziao and Tong Shen, the other Tang Clan disciples were almost unknown to him. Even if they knew each other, Ye Feng would not believe him. He could only look at Tang Yan. At the very least, Tang Yan would not lie to him.
“I understand!”
Tang Yan also had a helpless expression on her face. This Ye Feng really did not know the heavens and the earth. He did not know anything. To actually place such a big bet with someone, she really did not know what the Patriarch was thinking.
“Senior apprentice-sister, please give me a few pointers!”
Ye Feng made a gesture of invitation and asked Tang Yan to guide him in his zither skills.
Tang Yan could not blame Ye Feng. She had to hurry up and let Ye Feng learn how to play the zither. Only then would she have a chance to turn the tables. She could only stand up and come to the zither that had been placed in front of her.
“This zither is called Ziqing. It has twenty-six strings. It is divided into high and low notes. The other five strings are dubbed. It depends on your comprehension.”
Normally, high school bass is twenty-one notes, and the last five strings are dubbed. How to operate it depends on the mood of the zither player at that time.
This was the most difficult part, so the nineteen strings were relatively simple. Ye Feng did not dare to be careless with the twenty-six strings, so he asked Tang Yan to give him some pointers.
Although Tang Yan’s zither skills weren’t as good as Zhong Lei’s, her theoretical knowledge was very rich. She didn’t hesitate to release all of her zither skills. She had the intention that haste made waste. She was telling Ye Feng that what you could comprehend was as much as what you could comprehend.
Ye Feng’s divine sense was so great that he had already reached the fourth level of the Divine Martial Realm. This amount of information was not difficult for him at all. He even hoped that Tang Yan would speak faster.
A stick of incense was equivalent to fifteen minutes. Soon, it passed. Tang Yan only talked about a few superficial things. As for the essence, it was up to Ye Feng to comprehend it himself.
“Time’s up!”
At this time, it was the Zhong Clan’s turn to call a halt. Although Ye Feng had to learn a stick of incense first, the principle couldn’t be changed. A stick of incense was a stick of incense, not even a little more.
Ye Feng’s face was filled with intent, as if he hadn’t had enough fun yet.
“Everything is up to you. The most important thing in playing the zither is your state of mind. You have to play with your heart before you can play a good tune!”
As for what song to play, there was no requirement, but she had to be careful. Tang Yan knew that Ye Feng would lose without a doubt, so she encouraged Ye Feng to cheer him on. Even if he lost the match, he should not lose together with others. After all, there were still three rounds left.
“Thank you, Senior Sister!”
Ye Feng bowed respectfully and expressed his sincere gratitude.
“Ye Feng, you can start now!”
Elder Guo announced. What Ye Feng had just absorbed was all theoretical knowledge. He did not personally operate it. He slowly sat down and placed his hands on the strings of the zither.
Dang!
A crisp and melodious zither sound appeared, and Ye Feng played the first melody.
Just when everyone thought that Ye Feng also knew how to play Wen Qingtian, no one had ever heard of the music Ye Feng played before. This first note that was filled with passion made everyone feel as if they were rushing to the battlefield.
[Withered Wood Chan]
This was a song that Ye Feng borrowed from his previous life, not from Qinli Middle Continent. The song was smooth and melodious. At the beginning, it was like a galloping horse, but now it became a small bridge and flowing water. The two artistic conception alternated back and forth.
The sound of the zither echoed on Cangzhao Twilight’s path, but it was like a clear spring that washed away the dirt and dust of the hearts of the passers-by. Gradually, the hearts of the people around them felt as if they were one with the beautiful zither music.
“Form Condensation and Release of Heart, Unite with Myriad Transformations!”
This was the union of heaven and man. Ye Feng fused all of his emotions into the zither technique. The tune slowly moved, with the intention of transcending the mortal world. He descended from Emei Peak to the west and waved the Myriad Gorges Pine.
Many people began to be infatuated. Twenty-six strings seemed to be alive in Ye Feng’s hands. At the beginning, Ye Feng was still very unfamiliar. As the tune gradually faded away, it slowly penetrated into the music. Especially the five strings, Ye Feng displayed them vividly.
The so-called zither originated from the heart, and the heart felt something. Ye Feng was not playing the zither now, but playing the heart. Everything was from the heart.
As dead wood and stone go, as cold ash and dead fire go, only then will there be less corresponding points.
The Withered Wood Chan did not simply remain silent. Instead, it meant that the Withered Wood would still flourish in the spring. Instead, it would resume its lively and wonderful self-use by stopping delusions, and it would be at ease.
Ye Feng’s Withered Wood Chan released its divine essence, allowing everyone to understand the four words’ Great Enlightenment ‘, allowing them to stop their desires and restore their lively self-nature.
The zither music was divided into beating and plucking strings. Ye Feng added a new technique to it. It was known as striking strings. He fused his mental state into it and perfectly fused the three techniques together.
As soon as the song fell, everyone felt a sense of melancholy. They were actually unable to extricate themselves from this state of mind.
Furthermore, with the help of this state of mind, they actually broke through in public. Furthermore, there was more than one person. Four or five of them broke through their shackles and escaped from their state of mind.
Many people’s cultivation had been delayed because of their mental state. They had created a cage for themselves and were unable to break through. Now, they had found a vent from Ye Feng’s zither music. Or rather, they had seen another side of themselves, so it was only natural for them to break through.
More and more people comprehended another layer from Ye Feng’s zither music. Although there was no breakthrough, the harvest was very great and had a great impact on their own realms.
“Good, good, good!”
Old Master Guo had lived for thousands of years, but he had never seen anything before. A trace of shock actually appeared on his face today.