A bright moon hung high, and it was late at night, and the four of Xia were arranged in a quiet courtyard, and the rooms with reading power were quite comfortable and wide.

Everyone had already slept, but Jiang Xia turned on the lamp in the room, and the dim candlelight illuminated the whole cabin. As soon as the palm of the hand was flipped, a glass vial appeared in the palm of the hand, and when the seal was opened, a faint fragrance came to the nose, which couldn't help but shock people's hearts.

"I don't know how much this thing can speed up my cultivation?" A faint smile crossed the corner of Xia's mouth, and the palm of his hand tilted, and a small turquoise pill fell into the palm of his hand. Clear eyes welled up with a little fanaticism, and the thumb and index finger caught the little green thing and gently put it in his mouth.

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The next day, Xia Xiaodong's brother and sister and Ruoxue had already gotten up, and when they saw that Jiang Xia had not shown up for a long time, they were confused, so they went into the house to check, only to see Jiang Xia sitting cross-legged on the bed and closing his eyes to practice, and a faint purple light appeared outside his body. After thinking about it, the three of them didn't dare to disturb, and they didn't know how long they had to wait, so they had to enjoy the beautiful scenery in the Fengyang Sect.

There are more disciples of the Feng Yang Sect than Yun Xuanmen, especially the ratio of men and women is relatively even, perhaps because Yun Qing is now in charge of the Feng Yang Sect. When he met Tong Zheng and the others from the Cloud City faction, the atmosphere couldn't help but be a little awkward.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and what Xia Xiaodong and the others didn't expect was that Jiang Xia also stayed in the house for three days. He never even came out to eat.

"Brother Xia, Xiaonan, nothing will happen to Jiang Xia inside, right?" Ruo Xue's face was a little anxious, just this morning, Yun Qing sent someone to inform Jiang Xia to go to the apse of the Feng Yang Sect, the people from the Yun Cheng Sect had already passed, and the three of them were waiting anxiously at the door of Jiang Xia's room.

Xia Xiaonan's red lips pursed lightly, and he said softly: "Wait a little longer! I don't think he will delay this battle." ”

"But,"

Before Ruoxue's words were finished, the door was opened with a "creak", and the three of them were immediately overjoyed, only to see that Jiang Xia was radiant and refreshed.

"Why are you all here?" said Natsu with a puzzled expression.

Ruoxue pouted dissatisfied, "What do you still say? Are you still going to play the piano for Master Feng Yang?"

Jiang Xia was stunned for a moment, and then said in surprise: "It's only been three days?"

Xia Xiaodong and Xia Xiaonan both shook their heads helplessly, Ruoxue even showed a look of disdain, if the three of them didn't come to remind him, this trip to Fengyangzong would be in vain.

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The backyard of the Fengyang Sect is located in a large hall with a wide and magnificent shore, which is relatively small in area compared to the front hall that receives guests, but it is not difficult to accommodate the thousands of disciples of the Fengyang Sect.

Directly above the main hall are two closed stone doors, and in front of them is a low table used to play the harp. Yun Qing, the elders and all the disciples looked at the stone gate with a respectful expression, that is, a few decades ago, the sect master of the Fengyang Sect was in retreat inside, and since then, this stone door has never been opened, Yun Xuan, Yun Cheng left the Fengyang Sect one after another to open a sect outside, but Yun Qing stayed. According to Feng Yang's instructions before the retreat, every other year, a disciple must come and play a song, and if he can impress him, he will open the stone gate to receive him.

At the beginning, Yun Qing and the three of them never thought that Feng Yang would be in retreat for decades, and none of the disciples who played for him could impress him, which made many people wonder if Feng Yang was inside?

On the right side of the stone gate of the main hall stood Yun Qing and several elders, and behind them stood Feng Qing and the elder's personal disciples. On the left side of the stone gate are Tong Zheng, Ling Lin and several other disciples of the Yuncheng faction. Further down are the brothers and sisters Jiang Xia, Ruoxue and Xia Xiaodong. When two groups of people stand together, they are naturally displeased, but on this occasion, everyone is well-behaved.

Yun Qing swept lightly towards the people in the main hall, his voice was soft but majestic: "I won't say more nonsense, Fengyang Sect, Yuncheng Sect, Yunxuanmen are already one family, now start playing for Fengyang Sect Ancestor Master!"

Yun Qing was straight to the point, the main hall immediately became quiet, and everyone's eyes swept back and forth on Jiang Xia, Ling Lin and a young man beside Feng Qing, Feng Yang Sect also has disciples who are qin masters, and there are more than those of Yun Xuanmen and Yun Cheng Sect, which is also the reason why Feng Yang is a seventh-order Tianqin master. The young man next to Feng Qing was the representative of the Feng Yang Sect, he was dressed in black clothes and had a slender figure, he was the personal disciple of the Great Elder, He Yang.

The representatives of the three parties, who came first was a question, Jiang Xia looked hesitant, raised his eyes and looked at Ling Lin not far away, and wanted to take the lead in playing. Before he stepped out, he saw He Yang walk to the middle of the main hall, first saluted Yun Qing, and then smiled at Ling Lin: "Hehe, Senior Sister Ling Lin, you are a guest, and you were originally going to give priority to the guests, but Senior Brother, I am anxious to get an axe in the class, so I ask Senior Sister for forgiveness." ”

"It's okay, Senior Brother He Yang has the attainments of a fifth-order grand qinist, so you should come first. Ling Lin smiled slightly and replied politely.

He Yang showed a modest smile, shook his head, and said, "Isn't Senior Sister Ling Lin also a fifth-order grand qinist?"

As soon as these words came out, the hall became a little noisy. Jiang Xia and Ruoxue were even more surprised in their hearts, they didn't expect He Yang and Ling Lin to be fifth-order violinists, just this point, the gap between Yunxuanmen and the Yuncheng faction was reflected, in terms of martial artists, the strongest in Yunxuanmen was level seven, while the Yuncheng faction was level ninth, and one was level four and the other was level five.

Then He Yang sat down at the low table in front of the stone door, and took out a dark brown lyre with a palm flip, and the sound of the piano was placed flat on the table. The main hall immediately became unusually quiet, and one by one they held their breath and looked at He Yang who was facing the stone gate.

From beginning to end, He Yang only said a few words to Ling Lin, and he didn't even glance at Jiang Xia with a straight eye, and he didn't say anything on the surface, and anyone with a clear eye knew his disdain for Jiang Xia or Yun Xuanmen. Ruoxue and Xia Xiaonan muttered dissatisfiedly. Jiang Xia did not express his dissatisfaction with this, the other party was a fifth-order violinist, so he was naturally arrogant.

Under the expectant gaze of thousands of people, He Yang confidently put his slender hands under the strings, and his ten fingers plucked back and forth, and the beautiful and graceful sound of the piano spread and conveyed it to everyone's ears. Everyone was shocked, and Yun Qing and several elders all threw a few praises.

Xia Xiaonan muttered dissatisfiedly, "What's the big deal." He still felt haunted by why Yang neglected Jiang Xia.

The melodious sound of the piano echoed above the main hall, and many people had closed their eyes to enjoy the feeling. Jiang Xia is the same, carefully feeling every subtle change in the sound of the other party's piano.

He Yang's fingers flicked faster and faster, wave after wave of momentum slumped and fell, and the disciples seemed to be washed into the air, soaring through the clouds and mist, becoming relaxed, and thousands of mountains and rivers appeared in their minds.

After finishing the song, everyone slowly opened their eyes, only to feel that the eyes and ears were refreshed, and the hall became extremely bright. When he was moved by He Yang's superb piano skills, everyone's eyes looked at the closed stone door.

Yun Qing and several elders all had solemn expressions on their faces, He Yang clenched his fists, stared at the stone gate with his eyes, and shouted softly: "Open, open, open." ”

"Open, open. The hearts of all the disciples of the Fengyang Sect were about to jump out, and Ling Lin of the Yuncheng Sect frowned slightly, and his eyes were filled with a little aftermath. Tong Zheng, Wang Zhao and the others were even more nervous, maybe no one present except for the people of the Fengyang Sect wanted to see the stone gate opened, after all, the purpose of Ling Lin and Jiang Xia coming here was for the Demon Spirit Five-Lear.

Minute after second passed, Shimen did not change in the slightest, the breath He Yang was holding back finally came out, his face instantly became gloomy, there was no doubt that he had failed. Lost, unwilling to be written on He Yang's face. The Great Elder's cloudy old eyes lifted and he sighed deeply.

Seeing He Yang retreat in frustration, Xia Xiaonan and Ruoxue were a little cautious about gloating. This kind of outcome is still expected by most people, and there have been too many failures over the past few decades, and none of them have succeeded.

Yun Qing said in a calm tone: "Juniors of the Cloud City Sect and Yun Xuanmen, you should also start!"

Comprehending Xia Xin's comprehension, he turned his head to Ling Lin, who was naturally beautiful, coupled with the strength of a fifth-order violinist, he had already been recognized by everyone.

Just as she was thinking about who would play the second time, Ling Lin took a step and walked to the middle. There were suddenly low cheers and cheers in the main hall, beauties are popular everywhere, not to mention a fifth-order pianist beauty. Because of Yun Qing and several elders, the disciples did not appear too active.

Bowing to Yun Qing, Ling Lin sat down at the low table lightly, exuding a light and elegant temperament between her gestures. With a flip of his hands, a white five-stringed instrument appeared in everyone's sight. The cheers and cheers fell silent and turned into gentle eyes. Tong Zheng's eyes couldn't hide his admiration. Xia's clear dark eyes deepened, and she was looking forward to what kind of music she would play.

Ling Lin's crystal clear jade hand lay flat on the strings, and his ten fingers fluctuated slightly, and the harmonious sound of the piano like a spring breeze was conveyed, which was much softer than He Yang's before.

Jiang Xia was stunned, and his keen ear power captured the small changes in the sound of the piano, and a trace of strangeness rose in his heart. If the sound of He Yangqin's piano gives people the feeling of imposing mountains and rivers, then Ling Lin is the breeze. One is rigid and one is soft, one is high and one is low, and they are two completely different levels.

The music played by a fifth-order grand pianist was absolutely gorgeous, and everyone quickly entered a state of enjoyment, and Ling Lin gave people a picture of a small field in a mountain village, with houses located, smoke curling, and two young boys and girls living together plainly but happily.

The whole piece is full of laughter. Some of the disciples in the main hall even showed knowing and joyful smiles, as if they were the men and women in the song.

Xia's body trembled, her fists clenched and relaxed, and a beautiful shadow hit her heart, she had a dream-like name, with a sweet voice, and she often shouted "Brother Xia" in her ear. Desolation and sadness welled up in his heart, and Ling Lin's songs no longer felt a trace of joy, some were just deep thoughts about Mengyu.

A moment later, Ling Lin had already finished, her white fingers were flat on the strings, and her beautiful eyes slowly opened, looking at the stone gate in front of her without blinking. The aftermath lingered, endlessly, and although it was still unfinished, everyone still looked at the stone gate.

"Open, open. Tong Zheng, Wang Zhao and other disciples of the Yuncheng Sect shouted in a deep voice. The hearts of the people who were optimistic about Ling Lin all rose to their throats.

Jiang Xia's eyes were slightly red, and Jun's eyebrows were furrowed. Xia Xiaonan and Ruoxue naturally didn't want to see the stone gate opened, otherwise Jiang Xia would have no chance.

Thousands of pairs of eyes seemed to be about to see through the stone gates, and the voices cheering for Ling Lin became louder and louder, but the two stone doors were still untouched, and the gap in the middle blocked all hope.

The sound became smaller and smaller, Ling Lin sighed softly, put away the white ukele and returned to the same place, her beautiful face could not hide the loss. The hall was even more regretful, the other party's piano skills were undoubted, and they were one point stronger than He Yang, and Rao was so unable to impress Feng Yang. A question once again struck everyone's hearts, Feng Yang was really behind that stone gate? Many people were already whispering and talking in low voices.

Yun Qing naturally listened to it in his ears, and said in a cold voice: "Only Yunxuanmen is left, let's start!"

Qi Shushu's gaze shifted to Jiang Xia, with no expectations, no optimism, and even a lot of disdain. He Yang sneered disdainfully, "I'll forget it, it's just a fourth-order violinist." ”

"That's right! Don't waste time. ”

"The two fifth-order violinists did not impress the ancestral master, and a fourth-order violinist was even more hopeless. ”

"I think it's better to wait until next year!" ......

A sentence of doubt and ridicule followed, Tong Zheng, Wang Zhao and others all looked at each other coldly. Although Yun Qing and several elders were displeased, they didn't say anything, perhaps in their opinion, He Yang and Ling Lin were just hopeful, while Jiang Xia, the fourth-order qinist, had no surname at all.

Xia Xiaonan frowned, and said softly: "Jiang Xia, we support you, don't listen to them." ”

"Yes, Jiangxia, we all support you. Xia Xiaodong and Ruoxue also gave him firm encouragement.

Jiang Xia's heart couldn't help but warm, and after nodding to the three of them, he walked to the stone gate under the disdainful gaze of countless people, and then sat down gently.

The disdain in He Yang's eyes was even worse, from the beginning, he had never looked at him squarely, and the disciples of the Fengyang Sect also had a lot of opinions on Jiang Xia, the real reason was that the disciples sent by Yunxuanmen every time were inferior to the Yuncheng Sect in terms of number and strength. After a long time, they naturally looked down on each other.

Xia took out the vermilion lyre, and placed his slender ten fingers flat on the strings, and the hall was quiet, but his eyes were still full of disdain.

Xia Xiaonan's beautiful eyes swelled with tenderness, and her red lips trembled slightly, "Brother Xia, come on." ”

Although the sound was like a mosquito, Jiang Xia was able to hear it clearly, his emaciated body was shocked, his heart was touched, he exhaled deeply, slowly closed Xia's eyes, and his fingers began to stir the strings.

The beautiful and soft movement came out, and Ling Lin's delicate body, which was in the Yuncheng faction, trembled fiercely, and her beautiful eyes welled up with great horror. Not only Ling Lin, but then everyone was taken aback.

With the soft sound of the piano and the beautiful movement, the music played by Jiang Xia turned out to be exactly the same as that played by Ling Lin.