Obsessed with martial arts, or more precisely, obsessed with swords, this kind of person Xie Hui has only seen one person in his life, and that is the Heavenly Sword Song Que.

Moreover, Lin Ye is only in his twenties now, maybe twenty years later, he will be a Heavenly Sword Song Que level grandmaster master.

That's why Xie Hui showed such enthusiasm for Lin Ye.

Listening to Jianhui's words, Lin Ye couldn't help but feel a little interested and insightful?

Is it said that the Tao is entered by sound?

Thinking of the ensemble of Qu Yang and Liu Zhengfeng in the past laughing and arrogant, could it be said that Shi Qingxuan's understanding of the sound path has reached a high level like them?

Thinking of this, Lin Ye couldn't help but agree, anyway, he also needed a while to comprehend this period of time.

Living in the deep forest garden in the castle of independence, Lin Ye concentrates on the sword.

In the battle with Xie Hui at that time, Lin Ye didn't have much understanding of his own swordsmanship, but he had some understanding of the swordsmanship of the waves.

It is not so much the way of the sword as the perception of the way of heaven, this is the perception of the way of heaven in the swordsmanship, and the way of the sword of the waves is the way of the sword of extreme love.

"Extreme affection, heaven and earth are natural, I can't do it, but it's okay." Sitting in the wooden house, the sword was flat on his legs, and Lin Ye's eyes narrowed slightly.

Half a month later, on the green grass where Xie Hui and Lin Ye fought fiercely, Lin Ye stood there alone, holding a sword in his hand, and the sunlight reflected on his body as if he had been plated with a layer of golden coat.

With a light breeze, suddenly the sword in Lin Ye's hand moved.

Like thunder and lightning, and like stormy waves.

The clouds in the sky suddenly dispersed at some point, and the sky was as blue as a wash. The dazzling blue.

The sword in his hand was sheathed, and the green leaves on the treetops suddenly spun and fell.

There was a sound of footsteps in the distance, and I saw a figure appear in the small road, but it was Fang Yimin, the butler of Duzun Castle.

"Childe, the castle lord invites Childe to the main hall." Fang Yimin said respectfully towards Lin Ye.

The news of Lin Ye's defeat on the same day. In addition to Xie Hui and Lin Ye, Fan Caiqi and Wei Zhenzhen, only Fang Yimin knows.

This news has not come out, Lin Ye does not have any opinion on this, he is just pursuing a breakthrough, but he has no idea what is famous or not.

When I arrived in the main hall, I saw that Wei Zhenzhen, Fan Caiqi and Xie Hui had all arrived, and there was a handsome young man beside Xie Hui.

Listen to Xie Hui's introduction. Lin Ye knew that this person was Xie Wenlong, who was married to the Song valve.

"Everyone Shi has been waiting in the small building for a long time." Xie Hui looked at Lin Ye and said with a smile.

Not to mention Xie Hui, it was Xie Wenlong and Fan Caiqi, Wei Zhenzhen and the others thought that they were about to be able to listen to Shi Qingxuan's flute, and their eyebrows were mixed with excitement and excitement.

Seeing this scene, Lin Ye couldn't help but be a little curious in his heart, how amazing this Shi Qingxuan's flute sound was, and it could make these people look forward to it so much.

followed Xie Hui and the others around the main hall. Embark on a path that leads to the side garden, lined with exotic flowers and flowers, dazzling in the sun, and the greenery is pleasant.

The trail is over, and the willows and flowers in front of it reveal another space, under the arch of flowers and trees, a chic small building is quietly located in this elegant corner.

"Miss Qingxuan, everyone has already arrived." I only saw Hui facing the small corridor.

I don't see anyone. I only heard a moving voice full of magnetic power coming from upstairs: "Lord Xie Castle, this time Qing Xuan played a song for everyone in the castle, I hope that in the future, Lord Xie Bao will not disturb Qing Xuan when he sends people to Qing Xuan's residence." ”

Hearing this, Fan Caiqi on the side glanced at Xie Wenlong with strange eyes. It turned out that it was not that the sincerity of Duzun Fort was enough to impress others, but that Shi Qingxuan was bored and agreed.

Obviously, he didn't expect Shi Qingxuan to say this, and Xie Hui and Xie Wenlong on the side couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

For a moment, I didn't know what to say.

Suddenly, the sound of the flute started, and the sound of the flute was wonderful, frustrating and impermanent, as if it was a sound that came casually. The breathing of the notes and the inflections between the phrases are explained through the blending of the flute sounds. Even if there is a break, there will only be a lingering feeling of endless delay and death. Its fire is a master. It has reached the peak of the Xiaodao realm. As Xiao Yin suddenly became high and generous, and suddenly resentful and low-□, as high as infinite, and as low as infinite, everyone was stupid for a while.

And the sound of this flute entered Lin Ye's ears, but it made Lin Ye tremble, and a picture scroll seemed to appear in his mind, a beautiful picture of green mountains and green waters.

Suddenly, the sound of the flute suddenly turned, becoming graceful and sad, this flute is no longer limited by any known music or clichés, but almost instinctively connected to all the touching fairy sounds in the heaven and earth, and magically leads you into the world of music that she mourns.

At this moment, it was as if the mysteries of heaven and earth had been integrated into her music.

Lin Ye's eyes, which were still open, closed them slightly like everyone else, and at the same time, his right hand trembled, and a burst of irrepressible sword roars suddenly came out.

However, the abrupt sound of the sword did not disturb the sound of the flute at all, but made the mournful sound of the flute even more powerful.

The changing and rich sound of the flute, high-pitched and high-spirited, as if it was nine days away, faintly heard; If you sink into the abyssal sea, you will not be able to touch it.

And the sound of the sword is also accompanied by the ups and downs of this flute sound, as if it is cooperating, and as if it is disturbing, but it gives people an incomparably compatible feeling from beginning to end.

Even Xie Hui and the others kept their eyes closed to appreciate this Xiao Yin, as if they didn't notice the addition of the sword sound in Lin Ye's hand at all......

Under this Xiao Yin, all the qi qi became so empty and weak, and Lin Ye's imagination seemed to follow the infinite extension of this Xiao Yin, from coming to the world inexplicably, to practicing swordsmanship by himself, to his own spirit, his own wishes, and his own Tao continued to evolve and sublimate.

One after another memories came to mind, and the sound of the sword in the same hand also began to rise, and the sound of the sword and the sound of the flute seemed to be a master's move.

Suddenly, the sound of the flute stopped abruptly, and in the silence only the echo of the sword sound remained.

"Shi Dajia's song is really touching." All the voices fell silent, and Xie Hui slowly let out a sigh and spoke.

Lin Ye on the side didn't speak, just lowered his head and looked at the sword in his hand, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but show a faint smile, at this moment Lin Ye understood what Xie Hui meant at the beginning.

Shi Qingxuan's Xiao Yin is already close to the Dao, and even for this Dao, Shi Qingxuan is even more than Qu Yang and Liu Zhengfeng in the past.

And listening to the sound of the flute this time, Lin Ye also felt a lot, and even felt a little bit in the spirit of swordsmanship.

"Who sent the sword sound just now, please see Qing Xuan." After a while, Shi Qingxuan's voice came out in the small building.

Hearing Shi Qingxuan's words, everyone couldn't help but turn their eyes to Lin Ye's body, and the eyes of Fan Caiqi and Wei Zhenzhen were full of envy.

Lin Ye stopped for a moment, and then climbed upstairs in the eyes of everyone.

Entering the small hall on this floor of the building, the layout is simple and elegant, full of feminine gentleness, and the place that Shi Qingxuan used was of course some women's boudoirs with status in the Duzun Castle.

"Childe, please go upstairs." At this time, Shi Qingxuan's faint words came from the second floor.

Lin Ye walked up, and on the second floor, he saw a woman wearing a double-placket round neck and blue printed women's clothes, sitting lightly and chic in front of the windowsill, staring at herself lightly.

Beautiful, without a little bit of fat powder, the pretty face hangs with some indescribable poignant beauty, and it is naturally graceful and moving. For her sword-like contour lines and ice-skinned, fairy-like appearance, any slight increase or decrease will destroy the moon-like flower that can only come from heaven.

And the jade flute that had just played the sound like a heavenly sound rested in her arms, looking calm, as if the flute just now had nothing to do with her. (To be continued)