Chapter 124: The Future



To be honest, she didn't know what to make of the word "talent", and she didn't know whether she had the talent to learn the piano.

"That's natural. There are many people with different talents in the world. Some people are not good at cultivation, but are proficient in alchemy, talismans, weapons and formations. Some people are not good at singing and dancing, but are proficient in poetry and prose. Some people think they are useless, but in fact they just haven't discovered their own strengths."

Jiang Zhige sighed slightly as he spoke. Being good at something and liking something are two different things. Mo Ziyan might have talents in other areas, but she might not be good at the Yaoqin that she likes.

Mo Ziyan seemed to understand and wanted to ask something else, but she saw Jiang Zhige walking towards the stage in mid-air.

"Girl, I'll play a song for you. If you can understand some of its essence, you'll be considered talented."

Jiang Zhige landed on the stage with his hands behind his back and walked straight towards the lyre played by the woman in purple skirt.

The woman in purple dress was not surprised or angry. Instead, she stood up, bowed gracefully, and left the stage.

This year's Fengyun Conference was hosted by Tianyun Pavilion. As the Pavilion Master of Tianyun Pavilion, Jiang Zhige only needed to send a message to the elder in charge of Qilujian to let Fairy Qingyu leave.

"Fuck!! Who is this person? How dare he chase away my Fairy Qingyu?!"

"Be careful with your words. This person is flying in the air. He must be at least at the Yuanhai realm. Be careful with your words."

"What do you mean by careful words? There is no such musician in Qilujian. He went on stage without permission. Fengyunhui is jointly managed by the three sects. This person is courting death by disrupting the order."

"That's right. This year, the Fengyun Conference will still be hosted by Tianyun Pavilion. The Pavilion Master of Tianyun Pavilion is a powerful person in the Transcendent Realm. He can destroy the Yuanhai Realm with a wave of his hand."

Outside the stage there was a chorus of curses and calls for Jiang Zhige to step down.

Jiang Zhige did not explain. He lifted his shirt and sat down, with his hands, as white as a woman's, gently placed on the strings of the zither.

The ring finger lightly plays a starting tune, just like stirring up ripples on the calm water.

The next piano sound followed, neither fast nor slow, the melody was graceful and pleasant, gradually making people deeply immersed in it.

The Yaoqin has seven strings: Gong, Shang, Jiao, Hui, Yu, Wen and Wu. It sounds monotonous and ordinary, but when Jiang Zhige plays it continuously, it seems like he is describing a beautiful love story, which touches people's hearts and stirs their imagination.

There was no more shouting outside the stage, and everyone was immersed in it, listening quietly to the music.

Gradually, the piano sounds became more and more ups and downs, making people's mood fluctuate as well, as if witnessing a touching love story with their own eyes.

When the song was finished, the sound was like lingering in the air, and everyone was unable to get out of the mood for a while.

Jiang Zhige did not interrupt, walked to Mo Ziyan's side and asked, "How is it?"

Mo Ziyan, who was still immersed in the sound of the piano, suddenly woke up and quickly replied: "That... It sounds good, very artistic, and it feels like being by the side of the master."

"Girl, it seems you don't have the talent to learn the piano."

Looking at Mo Ziyan's slurred speech, Jiang Zhige shook his head, turned and left.

Although he was wearing a mask, it was inevitable that he would attract attention this time, so it would be better for him to leave as soon as possible.

Having no talent means having no chance to learn the piano, but Mo Ziyan, who originally yearned for music, did not feel too sad, just a little regretful.

Jiang Zhige was right, everyone has something they are good at. She is not good at playing the piano, but maybe she would be good at instruments like the pipa or the flute.

Mo Ziyan quickly followed Jiang Zhige and asked curiously, "Master, this is the first time I know you can play the piano. Does the piece you played just now have a name?"

"mandarin duck."

"Disperse."

After saying the word "mandarin duck", Jiang Zhige paused for a moment before answering with the word "scattered".

"Mandarin ducks, scatter, mandarin ducks scatter?"

Mo Ziyan couldn't help but wonder, she could tell it was a song praising love, so why was it titled Yuanyang San?

Jiang Zhige looked reminiscent and did not answer.

It means that the love in the heart of a mandarin duck is revealed after all the makeup is gone, and the innocence is revealed. He still remembers the poem to this day.

Mo Ziyan became even more curious when she saw this. It seemed to be the first time she saw Jiang Zhige show such an expression.

I didn’t think much about it before, but now I think about it, Jiang Zhige has lived for more than a hundred years, and he must have encountered many situations in his life.

Jiang Zhige is serious and cold by nature, but it is impossible that he has been like this since birth.

Mo Ziyan quietly took Jiang Zhige's arm and asked with a smile: "Master, you are usually busy practicing, so you must be playing the piano for some special reason, right?"

She didn't know how many unhappy things Jiang Zhige had experienced in the past, nor how much sadness and separation he had experienced, but at least she could be with Jiang Zhige today.

From now on, no matter how long the earth lasts, no matter how the seas run dry or the rocks crumble, Mo Ziyan wants to stay by Jiang Zhige's side, to learn more about his past and to witness more of his future.

Jiang Zhige took a deep breath and said softly, "There is indeed a reason. I know someone who loves music. If I can meet her again, let her teach you to play the piano."

He probably never expected that because of his sadness, Mo Ziyan would say something similar to a confession to him.

Mo Ziyan was about to ask more questions when Jiang Zhige suddenly frowned and stopped.

He could sense that an extremely strong aura appeared in the Fengyun Mountains, strong enough to threaten the three sects on his own.

"Boy, this is a master, you'd better be careful, otherwise I won't be sure to save you."

Jiang Zhige was even more solemn, and immediately released his spiritual sense to inspect the entire Fengyun Mountain Range.

How could a being that Tiansha could call a master actually appear in the small Fengyun Mountains?

The three ancient ferocious beasts had made Tiansha feel difficult on that day. Now Tiansha said that there was no one he was sure of dealing with, and it would at least be a fairy master in the Xuan realm.

Ask about the mysterious realm, ask for the nine heavens, the mind can understand the mysteries, and is the most respected among the immortals.

In the world outside the three major divine domains, the powerful people in the Questioning Profound Realm who can use the power of space are usually called Realm Masters, who maintain the peace of the world.

Even Jiang Zhige, who had been traveling outside for decades, had never witnessed a powerful human being in the Profound Realm.

Now that the other party has appeared in the Fengyun Mountains, he seems to be releasing his aura intentionally to test him. As the head of the Tianyun Pavilion, Jiang Zhige must at least find out the other party's origins and purpose, not to mention driving away this person who can threaten the peace of Donglin Province.

Mo Ziyan was quite puzzled and couldn't help asking, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, Zi Yan, go for a walk by yourself first, I'll come find you later."

Jiang Zhige touched Mo Ziyan's head symbolically and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Mo Ziyan stood there in a daze, seemingly unable to react.

When she came to her senses, she looked around hurriedly, only to find that Jiang Zhige had disappeared.


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