Lingxu, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

The melodious and graceful sound of the zither slowly drifted from the high platform on the first floor.

The zither music was as clear as a spring, as soft as a drizzle, and as gentle as a spring breeze.

The movements of the crowd, who were waiting for their drinks, paused slightly.

This ethereal sound made people unable to resist closing their eyes and carefully experiencing it.

It made people want to put down all the burdens in their hearts, just to enjoy a moment of tranquility.

When the piece ended, everyone was still immersed in it for a long time.

Everyone flashed to the stairs and looked down.

They were slightly stunned to find that the woman sitting in front of the zither on the stage was wearing a blue pleated skirt with团花纹菱锦 patterns.

Her face was covered with a light blue veil, and although she wore a light makeup, her eyes were extremely pure.

Especially her pair of white jade hands were still slightly red.

Ye Feng whispered, "Isn't this the woman who sells osmanthus cake? Why would she come to a brothel to perform?"

Zhong Lin frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, and whispered, "Perhaps there is some hardship in her family."

Li Guanqi just glanced at her and didn't say much.

He couldn't possibly manage all the suffering in the world. Some people are just trying their best to live every day.

"Waiter."

The servant who had been waiting on the side bowed and said, "Young Master, what are your orders?"

Li Guanqi waved his hand and took out a tael of silver, a hundred taels.

Not much, but definitely not little.

"Get some tea for the girl playing the zither downstairs."

The waiter took the silver and bowed, "Thank you, sir, I'll tell her."

Li Guanqi waved his hand and whispered, "That's not necessary, bring the wine up quickly."

The waiter quickly bowed and retreated, responding, "Yes, sir, I'll go and hurry them."

The wine and dishes were served, and everyone began to feast.

However, at this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Knock, knock, knock.

Li Guanqi frowned and found that the woman was actually standing outside the door.

With a wave of his hand, he opened the door. The woman first gave everyone a Wanfu salute outside the door, and then stepped into the room.

Seeing that the few people did not have any beauties accompanying them, her brows relaxed slightly.

The woman's voice was still as gentle and lively as before, but it lacked a trace of enthusiasm.

She was not embarrassed to see them here again.

Her lips parted slightly and she whispered, "My name is Song Zhi'ang, and I have come to offer a cup of tea to express my gratitude."

After speaking, the woman picked up the teapot on the table next to her and poured a cup of tea for each of them.

Song Zhi'ang was about to leave after offering the tea, when Zhong Lin frowned slightly.

He picked up his wine glass and whispered, "You only come up to offer tea for a hundred taels of silver? Aren't you going to play a song?"

Li Guanqi turned his head and glanced at Zhong Lin calmly.

Zhong Lin immediately realized that he had said something wrong after seeing this. He raised his head and finished the wine, and waved his hand at Song Zhi'ang.

The woman stood there, clenching her skirt with both hands, and said softly with her head lowered.

"I can, but I have to pay extra."

Song Zhi'ang's voice was very small, but she was very firm about paying separately.

Li Guanqi no longer had any interest at this time, and even if he let her play the zither now, it would taste different.

A tael of silver flew towards the woman, and Li Guanqi whispered, "Take it, after all, the restaurant won't take a cut of this hundred taels."

"Forget about playing the zither. Next time, if the girl is happy and wants to play a song, I can listen to it again."

Song Zhi'ang looked at the silver ingot in her hand, and the eyes under the veil instantly turned red.

Her lips trembled slightly, but she just took two deep glances at Li Guanqi, bowed, and exited the room.

Li Guanqi, who had completely lost his interest, turned to look at Zhong Lin and said calmly.

"Don't use the identity of an immortal to despise anyone. I'm here just to listen to music and drink."

"Everyone is born equal, but for various reasons, some people are born rich and have no worries about food and clothing, while others are born poor but have burning souls."

After saying that, disappointment was evident in Li Guanqi's eyes…

Although Ye Feng also came from a good background, Ye Feng never had any airs, including his interactions with Lin Dong.

Zhong Lin's expression changed one after another, and his eyes were also a little complicated.

The few people walked out of Qingxiao Tower in silence, but when they were about to fly out of the city on their swords.

They saw Song Zhi'ang, who was thinly dressed, carrying bags of herbs with joy on her face, walking back against the cold wind.

This scene completely touched Li Guanqi's heart, reminding him of that snowy night, he was also like this.

It's just that he wasn't as lucky as Song Zhi'ang back then and met a young man who was willing to give him silver.

The other three people all had different thoughts. Ye Feng was a little curious looking at Li Guanqi, who had a complicated expression.

Lin Dong looked left at Zhong Lin and then right at Li Guanqi, wanting to say something, but he never said it.

Early the next morning, everyone was called up early by the elders of the sect.

Qin Xian instructed Senior Brother Wu Bing to take everyone to Tianyu Mountain to register their sect identities.

Wu Bing was wearing a cyan embroidered robe with a cyan jade belt and a patterned gold crown today.

His face was as white as jade, his eyebrows were like swords, and his body was burly and full of masculinity.

Wu Bing looked at the ten people in front of him and said with a light smile, "Everyone, junior brothers and sisters, follow me."

Buzz!!

Whoosh!

Wu Bing's figure turned into a fiery red streamer and leaped into the sky.

The rest of the people followed him on their swords.

Li Guanqi's heart trembled. In his perception, Senior Brother Wu Bing gave him a very dangerous feeling!

That feeling made his whole body stand on end!

"So strong!"

Li Guanqi whispered, "Sword Spirit, if it's him, is he qualified to become a heroic soul in the Hundred Heroes Illusion?"

The Sword Spirit's voice slowly sounded in his mind: "It's very possible, but he hasn't reached it yet, but his potential is great."

Li Guanqi nodded silently. Anyone who could be said that by the Sword Spirit was definitely one in a million.

Soon everyone followed Wu Bing to Tianyu Mountain. Tianyu Mountain was bustling with people, and countless sect disciples flew in on their swords.

The three platforms that originally looked very large now seemed a little crowded.

Going straight to the third platform mountain, Wu Bing first turned his head to look at Li Guanqi and said.

"Junior Brother Li, you take them here and wait for a while. I'll go and register the sect identity first and then come back to take you over."

Li Guanqi smiled and nodded softly, "Don't worry, Senior Brother, we'll wait here."

Wu Bing turned around and left, Li Guanqi turned around and whispered, "Let's wait here for a while."

However, just as Wu Bing had just left, three groups of people walked towards them!

Li Guanqi narrowed his eyes and murmured in his heart, "Seven String Sect, Azure Dragon Island, Purple Cloud Pavilion."

The leading disciples of the three major sects naturally saw Li Guanqi as well, and everyone's eyes looked at him with hatred.

At this time, the leader of the Purple Cloud Pavilion turned around and left with his disciples.

The disciples of the Seven String Sect and Azure Dragon Island walked towards them!