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"Whose disciple are you, have you worshiped the master?" Qin Xian asked.

"I'm an orphan girl, temporarily studying at Qingya Academy." He Qingqing replied.

"It's your chance to learn this song." Qin Xian asked again, "What do you think is written in the song?"

"A piece of music is full of vicissitudes and changes. My realm is low and I dare not speak nonsense." He Qingqing said in a low voice.

The pavilion is full of qin masters, how could it be her turn to comment on the music.

Fairy Wang Shu couldn't help being nervous, this process is too familiar, first ask about her background, and then check her achievements.

She looked at the bamboo building where Miaoyan was, but saw that there was no one around the railing.

Where did Miaoyan go?

"It's okay, just say what's on your mind." Qin Xian smiled.

He Qingqing: "I just think it's a story about a person. He's been working hard all his life, but his life is full of ill-fated..."

"Well. What else?"

Encouraged by that gentle smile, He Qingqing boldly said:

"The night is long, but the brilliance is short. Long-cherished wishes are not fulfilled, ambitions are not fulfilled, and there is no place to die. Heroes are so far, why should they be heroes? It is better to be a mortal! I—"

Her voice suddenly raised, trembling slightly, "I'm not worth it for him!"

Several people in the pavilion were astonished.

Everyone listening to the piano by the pool was shocked.

The discussions and praises all stopped, and everyone stared at He Qingqing.

Qin Xian didn't think it was strange, and sighed softly:

"If there are no heroes in this world, it would be too lonely."

He looked up, the bright moon was bright and silent, the radiance was chilly, and the silver light was like snow:

"This song has three days and nights of wind and snow, let's call it "Song of Wind and Snow", how about it?"

Fairy Wang Shu forced a smile and said, "You have a very good name, very appropriate."

She looked at He Qingqing with a slightly cold gaze.

This little girl is about to ascend to the sky in one step by virtue of the wind and snow entering the battle, and she is powerless to stop and change.

Fairy Jiangyun also looked at He Qingqing, her eyes were full of scrutiny, but she didn't say a word, she didn't know what she was waiting for.

Qin Xian continued: "The younger generation of sound cultivators in this world, Shu Miaoyan has the deepest attainments and the most true inheritance of the Immortal Yin Sect. If you entered my sect a few years ago, you may not be as good as her now..."

Fairy Wang Shu's complexion turned pale.

If Master's words are spread, Miaoyan's hard-earned reputation will be damaged.

He Qingqing's heart beat violently, and her chest heaved.

She even heard her own slightly rapid and tense breathing.

Might not be as good as Miaoyan?

Before tonight, she wasn't even worthy of playing Miaoyan's tune.Could it be that after tonight, he could be compared with the fairies in the sky?

But I heard Qin Xian change the subject:

"Unfortunately, you have hatred in your heart, and you can't finish this song. You may be ashamed of others, but you are not ashamed of heaven and earth. The song is written about a true hero. When the song is over, it will return to nature and be in heaven and earth. Returning together, no love and no hate. You shouldn't hate, it's a pity."

He repeatedly said it was a pity, as if lamenting that a piece of fine jade had flaws.

He Qingqing was startled.

The heart that almost jumped out of the chest suddenly tightened.

She held the piano, her fingertips turned bloody, and her ten fingers were in pain:

"Shouldn't I hate?"

"Not only should you not, but you can't." Qin Xian said calmly: "If you want to learn my qin, you should abandon all resentment, are you willing?"

The cold wind blew the skirt, He Qingqing fell into an ice cave.

Looking at the booth again, the man's smile is still there.It turned out that it was not gentle, but indifferent.

If you can deduce the composer's mind from the sound of the piano, you can naturally hear the experience of the piano player.

Even though she was veiled as a piano player, she had already been seen through.

Every scar on the cheek and every wound on the body were clearly seen by the man's indifferent eyes.

She was extremely embarrassed for a moment, and felt that the bluestone under her feet split instantly, and her whole body sank into the deep pool.

"I..." She opened her mouth, but she couldn't make a sound, as if the ice-cold pool had covered her mouth and nose, making it suffocating.

She knew she should say yes.As long as you answer this sentence, your fate will be rewritten, and you will no longer have to be bullied.

Several people in the pavilion were also stunned, not knowing why the little girl hesitated.

With such a great opportunity, why is she hesitating.

Could it be that she was stupid and dull, and didn't guess the identity of Qin Xian?

From the poolside to the hillside, countless listeners were more nervous than He Qingqing.

Tonight will witness the rise of a genius, how can we not be excited?

She will throw away all the pain in the past and be completely reborn.

Qin Xian asked patiently for the second time: "Are you willing?"

He Qingqing turned her head and looked somewhere.

At some point, Song Qianji had left.

There was a crowd of people, and there were countless unfamiliar or familiar faces, but none of them were the ones she wanted to see.

Those classmates became kind and kind, and even applauded her, as if many things had never happened.

Is such a change of life really what she wants?

"I have never harmed anyone, I have never done evil, I have never questioned justice...Why can't I even hate? I am not a god." He Qingqing paused every word, "My hatred is hard to get rid of!"

She is used to bowing her head and whispering, her voice has never been so high and sharp.

"Presumptuous!" Wang Shu yelled angrily: "The Qin Immortal is here, how dare you be rude?!"

Although it has been speculated for a long time, when this title was really called out, it still shocked everyone.

One of the strongest men in the world, who doesn't admire him?

"I don't dare to be rude, I just want to ask, what did I do wrong?" He Qingqing trembled like a leaf falling in the wind, "Can you tell me?"

Qin Xian still smiled indifferently, but he didn't get angry at all, because these things were not worth his anger.

He said lightly: "The Dao leads to the sky, and God's will does not matter whether it is right or wrong."

He Qingqing laughed.

It turned out to be the case.

It turns out that this is the truth of the gods.

"I don't want to," she said softly.

After all, hold the piano and salute, the etiquette is comprehensive.

Turn around and run in the opposite direction from Tan Zhongting.

Raise your hand, the power fence falls, revealing your true face.

——A face with criss-cross scars, hideous and terrifying, with indistinguishable facial features!

The crowd was in an uproar, and there were bursts of gasps.

He Qingqing didn't change her face, she raised her face to the moonlight.

She didn't shed a single tear, and she didn't cry any more.

The crowd moved aside spontaneously and asked her to pass.

People had complex expressions, some were horrified by her appearance, some were puzzled, some regretted and sympathized with her, and some even gloated at her misfortune.

Someone actually rejected Qin Xian.She is either a fool or a lunatic.

"Brother Wenshu!" A voice shouted from the cliff beside the pool.

With a bang, Ziye Manjusri, dressed in black, jumped off the cliff and landed on the edge of the pool.

The rubble fell, and smoke and dust rose everywhere.

The students of Qingya Academy were a little startled, and hurriedly saluted the supervisor.

"Congratulations to Senior Supervisor for his breakthrough." They congratulated each other.

Such a young Nascent Soul Realm, who does not admire, who does not envy.

From then on, among the younger generation, no one can compete with Ziye Manjusri.

In the midst of everyone's attention, Ziye Manjusri remained silent and walked straight towards He Qingqing.

The young man in black stood in front of the disfigured girl in white skirt like a statue of a god.

"Thank you for playing this song tonight, it breaks my shackles."

Ziye Manjusri didn't make a loud voice, but everyone heard it.

"No thanks." He Qingqing said.

"I accept your kindness, and I have to repay it."

He Qingqing said two more words: "No need."

The Qingya students watched in shock, feeling that the scene in front of them was extremely unreal.

There has never been a time when Manjusri talked more in the middle of the night and others talked less.

"Follow me back to Qingya Academy. From now on, I will protect you and support you in your cultivation." Ziye Manjusri stretched out his hand.

He doesn't need to say more, he always promises money.

Surprised by others, they envied He Qingqing's good life and turned around.

Can make such a person owe a favor, bow her head and bend her waist, even if she doesn't become a disciple of Qin Xian, as long as she returns to Qingya Academy, she will be able to get the wind and the rain.

I don't even know how many female students who admire the superintendent will pinch their palms, smash their handkerchiefs, and make their red eyes jealous.

He Qingqing said: "You save my life, and I will help you break through. I, He Qingqing, and you, Ziye Manjusri, are already clean and have nothing to do with each other."

"Excuse me." He Qingqing passed the young man in black without taking another look.

She is not "the little girl brought back by Manjusri at midnight."

She has a name, she is He Qingqing.

Ziye Manjusri still stretched out his hand, with a dazed expression, as if puzzled.

This time, not only the students in Qingya, but also everyone's heart was stirred up.

He rejected Qin Xian and Ziye Manjusri successively, and rejected the strongest elder and the most outstanding genius in the cultivation world.

After being slapped twice in one night, what on earth was she trying to do?

There is such an extremely arrogant monk in the world who doesn't know the heights of the sky and the depths of the earth.

Where can I keep her, and dare to keep her?

He Qingqing didn't know and didn't care what other people thought. She just wanted to go to Song Yuan and say goodbye to that person.

Humans and ghosts are inseparable in the world, and the moonlight is icy cold.

The road ahead is boundless, whether it is life or death, and I will go alone in the future.

"Wait!" A shout came from the pool pavilion.

Compared with Wang Shu's young voice, this female voice is already old.

"Jiang Yun, have you thought it through?" Qin Xian suddenly said.

Fairy Jiangyun's eyes showed sadness: "Master, I don't have much time."

Qin Xian didn't say much, just nodded lightly: "Okay. It's up to you."

Fairy Jiangyun stepped out and walked up to He Qingqing:

"My name is Jiang Yun, and my natal qin is the 'Jiuxiao Huanpei'. The master of the Lotus Peak of the Xianyin Sect has 36 disciples, and he has not accepted any direct disciples. Would you like to be my apprentice?"

She has an old face, three thousand white hair, and stern eyes.But dignified and powerful, he is actually introducing himself.

He Qingqing looked at her and said in a daze, "I have hatred in my heart."

"I don't care about that, hate if you want, love if you want!" Jiang Yun took her hand, "If you learn from me, you will repay whoever treats you well, and you will repay whoever bullies you." Go get revenge!"

He Qingqing was shocked.

"Are you willing?" Jiang Yun asked.

He Qingqing nodded, her eyes were slightly red, and she choked up, "Master."

"Good apprentice." Jiang Yun laughed, her wrinkles stretched, and she said three good words in succession, "From now on, the young disciples of Xianyin Sect will have a senior sister!"

***

The bright moon travels through the clouds, illuminating the rugged mountain road.

Song Qianji opened the wine jar, and the rich fruity aroma drifted out with the night wind.

Zhen Shicheng does not lie to me, the wine is delicious.

Why don't you take a sip first.

One sip, two sips, three or four sips, Song Qianji raised his neck, gulping down Xiao Bantan.

The entrance is clear and moist, with a sweet aftertaste.

It's not like wine, it's like mellow fruit juice.

When he walked into the mountain pavilion, he suddenly felt that the sky was spinning, and he couldn't help but patted the pavilion pillars:

"This pavilion is too, too shaky."

The night breeze was cool, Song Qianji squinted his eyes.

There are already people in the pavilion, sitting and standing, like an old man, taking her granddaughter out to enjoy the shade.

The young girl was wearing a light yellow dress, and her eyes flickered, as if a young bird had just emerged from its nest, lively and nimble.

The old man leaned against the back of the chair with a sick look on his face.

"Excuse me, both of you, I'll leave as soon as I blow the air." Song Qianji greeted.

The girl in the yellow skirt turned her head to look at him and said in surprise, "Can you see us?"

Master's hidden phantom array can confuse the mind.

In the eyes of this person, there should be no one here.

Song Qianji thought to himself what the problem is, who wouldn't see these two big living people?

I just drank a little wine, and I'm not blind.

The girl asked the old man how to deal with this person with her eyes, but the old man was indifferent.

The girl didn't ask any more questions.

She knew that Master was not in a good mood today.

The news that the calligrapher appointed the leader of the calligraphy and painting test came out, and the master was full of joy, so he sent someone to find out the details of that Ji Chen.

The sage of calligraphy is so motivating and mobilizing the crowd, so the formation of doubts is purely boring, routine deceit;

Or have you found a good student to cover up the real goal?

If the latter, who is that person?where now

She had no way of knowing, and she was afraid that Master's depression would worsen, so she invited Master to come to the star-picking platform to enjoy the stars.

Huaweizong's Xingxingtai is located on a very high terrain. Through the night fog, you can see the panoramic view of the Wind and Smoke Valley.

Including the chess final, Li Ergou played against Zhao Lin.

Li Ergou's chess moves were taught by Wei Ping, and they are already well established.

Just look at Weiping.Wei Ping has not worshiped Shusheng as his teacher yet, and hoped that the master would see it and understand.

This game will determine the leader of the chess test.

The chess skills of the two were equal, and the fight was indistinguishable. Until nightfall, the winner was not determined yet.

Song Qianji followed the eyes of the two and saw someone playing chess in the valley, so he couldn't help watching the chess game quietly.

The three people in the pavilion watched the chess without saying a word, and the atmosphere was rather harmonious.

Until Song Qianji shouted: "Bai Zi is wrong!"

The girl glared at him angrily: "Hey, drunk!"

He turned a deaf ear to it, and waited for the black man to drop a piece, and then shouted:

"Ah, you are wrong too."

The girl said coldly: "Do you know how to play chess?"

Song Qianji hiccupped and said with a smile:

"I really understand!"