Chaos Heavenly Emperor Art

Chapter 2594 Little Wushan! (3 more)
"You should agree to the Second Palace Master..."

Ye Chuyan shook her head, remained silent for a moment, and then continued: "However, since you choose to stay, I will also be responsible for you. I am a Miaoyin wizard, and I don't have much to teach you. How about that?" , starting tomorrow, every day at this time, I will be here to play a song for you, if you want to come, come here. If you don’t want to come, it doesn’t matter.”

Ling Feng looked up at Ye Chuyan, and recalled that when Ye Chuyan played just now, his state of mind was unprecedentedly peaceful, which washed away his hostility and murderous aura, and brought him back to the most authentic state for a while.

Like, like, a baby.

Ye Chuyan's piano sound seemed to have an invisible magic power, as if it was soothing his broken heart.

"I will come, thank you elder."

Ling Feng bowed to Ye Chuyan, "If there is nothing else, this disciple will leave first."

"Go."

Ye Chuyan flicked her sleeves lightly, indicating that Ling Feng could step back.

After Ling Feng exited the hall, Ye Keren looked at Ye Chuyan in a daze, "Auntie, is there anything special about your piano sound just now? Why can't I hear anything?"

"It's just some ordinary tunes."

Ye Chuyan smiled lightly, and gently stroked the back of Ye Keren's head, "Okay, you can go down and rest too."

Ye Keren pouted her lips, but Ye Chuyan didn't want to say more, so she left the hall angrily.

"Girl, I hope you never have to understand it!"

Ye Chuyan shook her head and sighed. The tunes she played could only be understood by those who had a lot of ill-fated lives and suffered many traumatic injuries.

Ye Keren's journey from childhood to adulthood can be said to be a smooth one, so naturally he doesn't understand the artistic conception in the sound of the piano.

……

Since then, a month has passed in the blink of an eye.

In addition to practicing light witchcraft every day, Ling Feng did not stop practicing Yuanli and Asura's magic power.

At dusk, they will go to Tianyin Hall to listen to the music played by Ye Chuyan.

Ye Chuyan spoke very little, and basically left after playing the piece, so after a month, the two of them actually spoke no more than ten sentences.

But Ling Feng really benefited a lot from Ye Chuyan's piano sound.

Rather than listening to Ye Chuyan play, in other words, Ling Feng got a rare peace when listening to Ye Chuyan play.

This is something that he has hardly obtained in the past few years since he set foot in martial arts.

It seemed that only when he heard Ye Chuyan playing, could he find this absolute tranquility.

It was a kind of baptism from the depths of the soul, a kind of flushing.

After a month, Ling Feng felt as if he had been reborn.

Even, the origin of his spirit has doubled in size compared to before.

If it is said that he tempered his soul in the past, he used a method that was close to torture and self-mutilation, and he suffered a lot.

Although he has been improved rapidly, in fact, the source of the soul is already riddled with holes and full of hidden wounds.

And in this month, Ye Chuyan's piano sound repaired the wounds of his soul, which allowed him to make great progress and make further progress.

After going through the four calamities of life and death, Ling Feng had already been promoted to the level of "Colorful Battle Soul", and under the influence of Ye Chuyan Qinyin, his Seven-Color Battle Soul had more than doubled in concentration.

Ling Feng never knew that sometimes, cultivation can be enjoyed in this way.

"Elder, thank you!"

For the first time, Ye Chuyan didn't leave directly after playing the piece this time.

Ling Feng glanced at Ye Chuyan, got up slowly, and bowed to her.

Although Ye Chuyan didn't teach him anything, this month has taught him a lot.

"Thank you for what I did, anyway, I also want to play music every day."

Ye Chuyan's expression was calm, and the expression on his face was as indifferent as water.

Ling Feng smiled awkwardly, Ye Chuyan did say very little, and he was not a person who would talk when he had nothing to say.

However, Ye Chuyan did not leave directly today, maybe if there is something, she should tell herself.

Sure enough, Ye Chuyan took out a piece of jade from her bosom.

"this is for you."

Ye Chuyan sent the jade bi to Ling Feng, and said slowly: "In the north of Mingguang City, there is a sacred mountain called Xiaowu Mountain. There are some ancient inheritances left by the ancient witches. At that time, the eight major witches, It is not completely separated, the inheritance in Xiaowushan, besides the light witchcraft, also has other departments, all collateral."

Ye Chuyan glanced at Ling Feng, and said lightly, "There, it suits you."

Ling Feng spread the jade bi in his palm, looked it over carefully, "So, this is it?"

"Wu Lingbi."

Ye Chuyan said slowly: "This is what is necessary to enter Xiaowu Mountain. You can only enter the mountain with this bib in your hand. In addition, this object cannot be included in the Naling Ring, so you need to pay attention."

"Shouldn't it be included in the Naling Ring?"

Ling Feng blinked, no wonder Ye Chuyan took this thing out of his bosom, no wonder there was still a faint lingering fragrance on it.

cough cough...

Ling Feng withdrew his distracting thoughts, put Wu Lingbi away, and bowed to Ye Chuyan, "Thank you, elder!"

"You don't have to thank me."

Ye Chuyan's eyes were as calm as water, "As I am, I am not qualified to distribute this bi. This Wu Ling Bi was entrusted to you by the second palace master."

"Second Palace Master...he..."

Ling Feng's eyelids twitched slightly, he didn't expect that he refused his offer, and he was willing to leave such an opportunity to himself.

"Little Wu Mountain is only opened every hundred years. Except for the [-] Wuling Bis scattered outside, the other [-] Wu Lingbis are all in charge of the eight major Wu Clans. In our Mingguang Hall, there are only ten places in total."

Ye Chuyan glanced at Ling Feng, "This is a very good opportunity for you, if you can bring back a ninth-level witchcraft in Xiaowu Mountain, no matter what department it is, I will promote you Be a true disciple!"

"The disciple will definitely fulfill his mission, and will definitely bring back a ninth-level witchcraft!"

A trace of excitement flashed in Ling Feng's eyes. If he made great contributions to the Mingguang Palace and the Temple of the Witch God during this trip, will it be far behind?

And it's not just for the Temple of the Witch God. In the Little Wu Mountain, since there are witchcraft from the ancient witch clan, they are all treasures!
With my own chaotic body, it is a bit wasteful to only practice light witchcraft. This trip to Xiaowu Mountain will definitely yield huge gains!

"In addition, Keren is also one of the ten disciples who won Wu Lingbi this time. You are stronger than her, and you are more prudent in your actions. I hope you can take good care of that girl for me, and don't let her suffer any harm."

Ye Chuyan asked one more question, and it could be seen that she really cared about her little niece very much.

"Don't worry, Elder, this disciple will definitely take good care of Senior Sister Ye!"

Ling Feng nodded in agreement, although Ye Keren had been fighting wits and courage with him in the past month, trying to fix himself every day, but it was a pity that at best it would only bring him a little trouble.

With Ling Feng's broad-mindedness, he wouldn't be able to tolerate a crazy girl.

"That's fine."

After Ye Chuyan finished speaking, she didn't stay any longer, picked up the guqin on the table, and left.

In the huge hall, Ling Feng was the only one left, squinting his eyes, and muttered to himself: "What about the trip to Xiaowu Mountain? After recuperating for a month, I can finally have something exciting! I hope this trip won't let me down. It's good to be disappointed!"

(End of this chapter)