After Chen Kuang bought the piano, he did not repair it.
In fact, he was attracted by the fact that the piano had no strings.
...I definitely don't want Xi Mengquan to empty our family's savings, ahem, absolutely not.
At this moment, the zither in Chen Kuang's hand still had no strings, but every time he played it, the sound of the zither came out from his fingertips, and invisible waves spread with it, carrying a mysterious meaning.
But at this moment, in the music score played by Chen Kuang, only the three notes of Jiao, Zheng and Yu could make sounds.
Only two notes remain, silent.
As a result, the music he plays now is totally out of tune, like the result of a child plucking the strings randomly, and can even be described as "hoarse and unbearable to listen to."
Every time Chen Kuang played the talisman, the corresponding characters would faintly light up on his palms, but only the character "羽" was stable, while the lights of "角" and "征" were relatively weak and intermittent.
This is what he has achieved in the past five years.
Starting from the character "羽", Chen Kuang originally wanted to teach it to Xi Mengquan first, and then let him figure it out on his own, so that it would be easier for him to learn from him.
Who knows...this character "羽" is too profound for Xi Mengquan at this moment.
He knows nothing at all!
Chen Kuang was also helpless and could only teach Xi Mengquan while figuring it out on his own.
As a result, after five years, he directly integrated all the music theories taught by Professor Xi Mengquan, and derived "Jiao" and "Zheng" from the character "Yu".
Chen Kuang began to suspect that he would be able to collect all five tones in two years.
This Xi Mengquan is really useless!
It depends on him alone!
Chen Kuang sighed.
Over the years, his understanding of the way of "time and space" has also reached a higher level. He feels that if he asks the heaven and earth now and chooses "time and space" as his way, he can immediately be promoted to a master.
However, Chen Kuang was not willing to do so.
Moreover, whenever he had such an idea, it would even trigger a "sudden impulse".
He vaguely felt that if he really used "time and space" as his way and went all the way up, something extremely dangerous would happen.
Considering what he had seen through the Scar in the Sky before, Chen Kuang felt that he had better not act rashly.
After a long time, Chen Kuang suddenly heard the sound of construction work and stopped what he was doing.
He squinted his eyes and looked into the distance, where a Taoist temple was under construction on the mountainside.
Xi Mengquan explained quietly, "A few days ago, in order to raise the one hundred taels of gold for your zither purchase, I sold that mountain."
All the land deeds near the village are in Xi Mengquan's hands, including that small hill.
Chen Kuang pretended not to hear his subtle accusation and asked, "Sold it to a cultivator?"
Xi Mengquan nodded: "I saw that the person opposite me had a pure aura and was a peaceful casual cultivator, so I agreed."
Chen Kuang was not surprised.
Although this place looks remote, for Chen Kuang, who has the magical power of mapping mountains and rivers, the scene before him is very different.
Not far from the top of the mountain is a small dragon vein where spiritual energy gathers, making it a very suitable place for spiritual practice.
It’s not surprising that someone likes it.
Chen Kuang acquiesced and continued to immerse himself in his own spiritual journey, spending his days playing the piano.
However, after a few days, the other side came to the door on their own initiative.
“Knock, knock, knock.”
There were three knocks on the door, neither hurried nor slow.
Seeing that no one in the house was paying attention, the Taoist nun wearing a white gauze hat at the door hesitated for a moment and said softly:
"Is the owner of the house in? I have been listening to the music of the zither for many days and have gained some insights. I am yearning for it. I wonder if I could sit down and discuss it with you?"
Chen Kuang stopped playing, came out of that mysterious state, and looked down at the door from the roof.
A breeze blew by, lifting the white gauze on the Taoist nun's hat, revealing a beautiful face.
The Taoist nun was about thirty years old, with black hair and fair skin. She wore a sword at her waist and held a whisk in her hand. She was wearing a feathered robe that fluttered in the wind. The soft fabric stuck to her body, outlining her graceful curves.
Her face was as charming as a fox fairy, but her eyes were clear and serious, showing that she was a serious practitioner of Taoism.
However, his cultivation level was a bit low, only the first level, and his aura was unstable, so he must have just broken through not long ago.
You can vaguely see that she is actually a little nervous under her serious expression.
Chen Kuang had never seen her appearance, but she had a good attitude and was a rare beauty, so he said lightly:
"If you want to visit, you must first tell me your name."
The Taoist nun's eyes lit up with joy, and she bowed and said:
"Separate cultivator Lü Zhexuan, Taoist name Qingpingzi, nice to meet you, Senior."
(End of this chapter)
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