Taiping Inn

At this time, the woman had stopped playing the zither and started talking about music theory.

Several children were listening carefully to the woman's teaching, and they were completely unaware of Li Xuandu outside the window.

The woman who was lecturing paused slightly, looked up and glanced out the window, and soon retracted her gaze and continued to teach music theory.

Li Xuandu was about to turn around and leave when he suddenly found that it was snowing.

The sky, which was originally clear, had become dim at some point, like a piece of white paper with some ink seeping in, showing a dark dark blue color, which made people feel gloomy.

Li Xuandu, who was originally planning to leave, suddenly heard the woman in the house say: "Since it's snowing, why not wait until the snow stops before leaving."

To Li Xuandu's surprise, the woman's appearance seemed ugly, but her voice was gentle and moving, which was very inconsistent.

Li Xuandu did not refuse, but did not go into the zither house, and still stood in the corridor outside the zither house.

The woman did not force it and continued to explain music theory to the children.

Li Xuandu put his hands behind his back and closed his eyes. Not long after, the sound of the zither sounded in the zither house, elegant and sad. After playing for a while, the sound of the zither suddenly rose, getting higher and higher, and the sound was extremely sharp, making people feel sad.

Suddenly, the sound of the zither suddenly rose several tones again, and with a "clang" sound, it seemed that a string was broken.

Li Xuandu opened his eyes and turned to look into the zither house.

The woman was looking at the zither in front of her, and sure enough, a string was broken. She stared at the broken string in a daze and sighed softly: "Okay, let's stop here for today's class."

The children in the zither house suddenly burst into cheers, said goodbye to the teacher and left the zither house with laughter. When passing by Li Xuandu, they did not forget to turn their heads to look at him.

Li Xuandu smiled in return.

After all the children ran away, Li Xuandu turned around and walked into the zither house and asked, "Miss, why did you keep me here? I wonder what you have to say?"

The woman put the guqin in front of her aside, stood up and bowed, and said, "This young man doesn't seem to be an ordinary person."

Li Xuandu pretended to be surprised and said, "I'm not a young man, just an accountant. I don't know what the young man means by that?"

The woman smiled and said calmly, "Since the young man doesn't want to tell the truth, then forget it."

Li Xuandu frowned slightly, thinking that he shouldn't go out today. First, the middle-aged scholar with lame legs, and now this strange woman who is proficient in music, it seems that they are all hiding their true colors, and they seem to have seen through his details, making him a little uncomfortable.

The woman saw Li Xuandu's puzzled expression, hesitated for a moment, and said, "The young man has a sword energy that is not released, and it is fierce and terrifying. How can he be a mere accountant."

Li Xuandu was startled and subconsciously looked inside his body.

At first glance, it seemed nothing serious, but with Li Xuandu's careful observation, he immediately saw many clues, which really scared Li Xuandu.

At some point, a black mist seemed to be lingering in the lower Dantian Qi Sea in the body, and thunder was faint in the mist and flashed away.

In the way of Qi training, the lower Dantian is the most basic and simplest place. As long as you step into the Qi Control Realm, you can open the lower Dantian Qi Sea to store Qi. After reaching the third realm of entering the room, you can open the big circle in the body. You don't need to deliberately operate the Qi. The Qi in the Qi Sea in the body can circulate and flow endlessly. If there is something wrong with the Qi Sea, there will be pain, so Li Xuandu usually doesn't deliberately look inside the Qi Sea. People often say that it is dark under the lamp, and Li Xuandu has this problem.

Li Xuandu was doing two things at once. He kept his eyes and ears open while looking inward at his Dantian. As soon as his consciousness entered his Dantian, his Qi Sea expanded rapidly like an ocean until it was as big as the sea of ​​heaven. However, his consciousness was just the opposite. As his Qi Sea expanded, it shrank rapidly and became as small as a needle tip. In a flash, it disappeared into the ocean without a trace.

It was not until this moment that Li Xuandu could really see the scene in his Qi Sea.

In the depths of his Qi Sea, a black "giant tree" took root, connecting the sky and the earth. Thunder was flowing on it, and on the trunk of the "giant tree", there were many black mists like vines.

This "giant tree" was the "anti-heavenly calamity" sword energy that resided in the "human world". It had taken root in his body at some point and had grown to this point. The black mist entangled in it was the sword intent of the "Thirteen Swords of Taiyin". Originally, because Li Xuandu had only practiced the "Thirteen Swords of Taiyin" for a short time, the sword intent of the "Thirteen Swords of Taiyin" could not "live alone", but he did not expect that because he repeatedly used the "human world", the "anti-heavenly tribulation" had already taken root in his body, and at this time, the "Thirteen Swords of Taiyin" depended on the "anti-heavenly tribulation" to live.

The two depended on each other, causing Li Xuandu to lose his sword energy unintentionally, but he himself was unaware of it.

Li Xuandu withdrew his inner vision and understood why the middle-aged scholar with disabled legs stopped talking to him and specifically mentioned his senior brother Situ Xuance. The Qingluan Guard who came later also kept staring at him. At that time, he thought that person was a little too sensitive and suspicious, but now it seems that he should be more like facing a great enemy.

It's like someone put a note behind Li Xuandu, everyone can see it, but Li Xuandu himself can't see it, which gave rise to many incidents that shouldn't have happened.

Of course, there is also the woman in front of him. Even if Li Xuan has sword energy flowing, he will not be able to see it without sufficient cultivation. Since she can see through it, it means that this woman is not just an ordinary zither player.

After figuring this out, Li Xuandu bowed to the woman and said sincerely: "I didn't realize that something went wrong in my practice. Thank you for your words of enlightenment, otherwise I would have caused trouble without knowing it."

The woman shook her head and said: "Sir, you don't have to thank me. I thought you were here to cause trouble for me, so I tried to test you."

Li Xuandu smiled bitterly and said nothing.

The woman sat back next to the guqin, replaced the broken strings, tuned the strings, and played again.

At first, the rhythm was the same as the song she had just played, but later it became higher and higher. This time, the strings did not break again. It was obvious that the player's mentality was more peaceful than before, so the guqin rhythm was as easy as walking on a flat ground, lifting a heavy weight with ease, and it turned up effortlessly.

This piece of music was sometimes passionate and sometimes gentle and elegant. Although Li Xuandu did not understand music theory, he felt that the tune played by the girl in front of him was peaceful and upright. It made people feel the beauty of the piano sound, but not the sadness and resentment just now.

After playing for a long time, the piano sound gradually slowed down, as if the piano sound was constantly going away from dozens of feet away, and then to hundreds of feet away, and finally it was so faint that it could not be heard anymore.

When the piano sound seemed to stop, there were one or two very low and very thin flute sounds coming from the sky.

After a while, the flute sound gradually became louder, just the opposite of the piano sound that was gradually going away. The flute sound was getting closer and closer, first a hundred feet away, and then dozens of feet away.

The piano sound was high-pitched, and the flute sound was low. When it was extremely low, after a few circles, it became low again. Although it was very low and thin, each syllable was still clearly audible.

Gradually, pearls and jade jumped occasionally in the bass, and the complex sound gradually increased. First, it is like flowers competing for beauty and clusters of flowers, and then it is like the withered flowers falling in spring, and then you can hear the sound of rain, a desolate and murderous scene, the drizzle is continuous, intermittent, and finally everything is silent.