Refining Genius Cultivation

Cheng Lin Palace was bathed in the beautiful sunset, and quietly stood within the Shangjing's imperial palace.

After an unknown period of time, as if a very long time had passed, or as if a moment had passed, everyone in the palace woke up from their stupor, and immediately looked unkindly at the mastermind, Fang Yunlong.

Fang Tianshui stood up and turned to scold Fang Yunlong, "Unfilial son, you actually howled like this in the palace, scaring His Majesty and the empress dowager.

With that, she kneeled down and begged for forgiveness, "Your Majesty, this is my son, Fang Yunlong. This subject has no means to help my son, so today I have offended Your Majesty, offending the empress dowager, the princes, and the envoys of the countries. Please punish me, Your Majesty."

Hearing his father's words, Fang Yunlong did not care about the dizziness he felt anymore and knelt down obediently, saying, "Your majesty, this is the first time this subject has heard such a heavenly sound.

"This commoner does not know how to express his feelings, so he could not help but applaud loudly, offending the Emperor. Please forgive me, Your Majesty."

Although Fang Yunlong kneeled down and begged for forgiveness, the officials still looked at Fang Yunlong unkindly. The minister who had caused his behavior to become ugly because of Fang Yunlong's loud shout certainly hated Fang Yunlong to the core.

Those ministers who were shaken to the point of vomiting blood by Fang Yunlong's side all hated him to the bone. However, because of the Right Prime Minister Tian Shui, none of them dared to speak out. For a moment, no one came out to criticize Fang Yunlong, requesting for punishment from the Emperor.

However, the royal family descendants who were sitting not far from Fang Yunlong did not care about all this. They were all shaken to the point that their Qi and blood also surged.

Other than those who were shrewd or had a good relationship with Fang Tianshui, all the other princes came forward and requested for the emperor to punish Fang Yunlong severely, so as to serve as an example. However, Fang Yunlong was puzzled by the fact that the De King sat there as steady as a mountain, and did not even ask for a punishment.

Seeing the dukes below arguing intensely about how to punish Fang Yunlong, the young Emperor's face sank and said: "Hmph, you are all descendants of the Imperial Family, how is it proper for you to be making such a ruckus in the Imperial Palace? Hurry up and sit down."

Seeing that the emperor was angry, the many dukes apologized one after another before sitting down, waiting quietly for the emperor's punishment on Fang Yunlong.

Looking at Fang Tianshui and Fang Yunlong who were kneeling on the ground, the Emperor said, "Today is the empress dowager's sixtieth birthday. Her Majesty, Hong Fu, has brought along such a heavenly voice that even I am intoxicated by it, not to mention Fang Yunlong, a commoner.

Upon hearing those words, he couldn't help but clap his hands in applause. It was within reason. However, the sound seems to be too loud, so you should pay more attention in the future, and not easily cause a ruckus in the palace.

Just as the emperor finished speaking, a smile appeared on the empress dowager's face. Her previous anger was gone as she said, "Your majesty's words are reasonable. This Dowager heard the zither music just now."

It's really unheard-of, it can be said to be the number one zither technique, looks like Fang Yunlong's cheers are reasonable, but in the future you have to pay attention, don't be so loud and noisy. "

Upon hearing the empress dowager's words, the Emperor said to Fang Tianshui, "Fang Yunlong is young and ignorant, but because of the incompetence of the godson of Fang Siniang, you will be punished to stay at home and meditate tomorrow. You should properly educate your children.

After hearing the Emperor's punishment, Fang Tianshui and Fang Yunlong hurriedly thanked him. However, Fang Yunlong was secretly laughing in his heart, thinking about what he had done, which was clearly to let his father think of a way to solve the current difficulties at home.

After this small interlude, Yimeng had already understood what was going on and laughed bitterly to herself. So he was actually not Cheng Yi, but the son of the right side of the Tang Dynasty, Tian Shui, Fang Yunlong.

After knowing about Fang Yunlong's background, Yimeng did not feel the slightest bit of joy, and even felt that it would be good if he was just Cheng Yi.

But at this moment, regardless of whether it was a coincidence that Fang Yunlong interrupted Wang Gong just now, or the fact that his plan was destroyed, Yimeng still decided to continue with his plan. Like an onion, his jade-like finger gently traced the surface of the jade zither.

"Ding" sounds came out as Yimeng played the last note of the Soul Stealing Melody. Don't think that after so long, Yimeng's final melody would be useless.

On the contrary, this last note was the most crucial part of the soul stealing technique. One must know that Soul Stealing was a song that Yimeng had to spend three years of effort to write under the guidance of the two great Innate Expert s who were proficient in music.

The song was able to devour souls and give birth to endless amounts of souls. It was like flowing water slowly growing larger and larger, especially the last note after the soul stealing melody stopped. The moment it appeared, it was like the clay figure had a soul.

It could be said that Yimeng relied on Spirit Stealing to see the highest realm of the sound, and became the number one in the sound rhythm of the entire Yuzhou.

As the final melody of the Soul Seizing Gate rang out, the crowd once again fell into a state of reverie. The beautiful sound of the zither from before seemed to resound in his ears, forming a clear stream.

It slowly flowed onto the heartstrings, and after the last note had been added to the stream, the entire stream became lively, as if it gave birth to life and infinite hope. It joyously surged about in the valley.

A faint tyrannical aura rose from the bottom of his heart, while another pure and elegant aura slowly descended from the top of his head. The two opposing auras slowly fused, forming a strange circle, spreading outwards from the inside.

At this moment, under the influence of the zither music, the foreign ministers' fear was slowly dispelled. The tyrannical aura in their hearts slowly increased as their elegant auras were forced back. They couldn't resist the tyrannical aura and their faces became distorted.

The anger at being assassinated, the vexation in his heart, and the feeling that Tang Dynasty was not that strong of a confidence, became more and more frequent. The tyrannical aura instantly reached its limit.

Wang Gong, who was trembling as he crawled on the ground, suddenly stood up with a blank look in his eyes. His eyes turned a strange red as he shouted, "Something big …"

"Alright!" It was still a deafening roar, and "Pah pah", it was still the applause that transmitted the language of the gods, but this time, the roar seemed to be even more powerful than last time, as the people around Fang Yunlong were once again shaken to the point of vomiting blood.

Blood trickled out of his eyes, nose, and ears, and he fainted. Fang Tianshui, who was the closest to Fang Yunlong, spat out a mouthful of blood from the impact.

Unprepared for the shock, the officials fell even further into a deep fantasy, and a few of them even fainted. Only the emperor, empress dowager, and the descendants of the royalty were unaffected.

Just as Fang Yunlong was shouting, he rushed to the stairs and lightly waved his hands. Fang Yunlong's earth-shaking roars turned into a soft whisper and resounded in the ears of the emperor, the empress dowager and the descendants of the imperial family. The envoys from the other countries were the worst off.

He was so shocked that he woke up from his fantasy, laid on the ground, and his entire body couldn't help but tremble. It was as if he could feel the anger of a god and he didn't dare to defy Tang Dynasty in the slightest. Wang Gong, who was standing on the hallway, was so shocked that blood flowed from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth. He collapsed to the ground and fainted.

In the instant that Fang Yunlong let out his second roar, Yimeng's heartstring snapped like a string under his beautiful fingers. It was unknown if it was broken by Fang Yunlong's loud shout or just that.

Lifting her head slightly, Yimeng saw Fang Yunlong standing in the middle of the crowd. She could vaguely see that Fang Yunlong's young face was flowing with a few lines of blood, and was filled with a haggard look.

Her body was tall and straight like a pine tree, but she slowly fell to the ground. Before she fell to the ground, her bright eyes seemed to pass through thousands of obstacles and came before him, watching him silently. At that moment, Yimeng felt a sharp heartache.