The crowd gasped.
"Teacher Han, isn't that the world's most famous zither master?
The 'Ancient Lost Sound' is also one of the most famous zither masters in the world! "
Li Siming frowned. "Rumor has it that his zither skills have reached the pinnacle of perfection. He has the title of 'Zither Saint'!
This Miss Yun is going to lose for sure. I've heard her zither skills before, but they are far from this level!
You must have been planning this just now! "
Kim Sung-gye was sitting beside him. Even though Hu Xinyue made fun of him, he was thick-skinned and did not take it to heart. His eyes only moved between Hu Xinyue and Yun Yan.
Hearing this, he laughed. "Just now I wanted to win with chess. Xu Xian's moves are lousy, and together with yours, it's two lousy moves. I don't have to worry about not winning!
But I have seen Miss Yun's chess skills, tsk tsk. "
Teacher Han laughed. "Since Miss Yun knows this old man's name, you should admit defeat as soon as possible!"
Yun Yan said, "There is no hurry to admit defeat, but this little girl is curious.
Ten thousand taels of silver is naturally a lot to ordinary people, but to Teacher Han, it is just a matter of playing a few zither tunes. Why did you leave your old home and travel thousands of miles to get it? "
In the golden age, there was never a lack of rich and noble families. Since Teacher Han was praised as the 'Zither Saint', the value of a tune must be very high. Otherwise, he would not have been able to obtain such a famous zither like the 'Ancient Lost Sound'.
Teacher Han stroked his beard and laughed. "I heard that the immortal poet is here, so I dare not come to pay my respects. But I heard that although you are a genius, you do not know the way of the zither, which is a bit lacking in elegance.
The ancients said, 'If there is a mistake, Zhou Lang will take care of it.' This is the epitome of elegance.
I came here to recommend myself, to take you as my disciple and teach you the way of the zither, to emulate the wise. "
Everyone now understood that Teacher Han came with the intention of taking Xu Xian as his disciple.
"I heard that many rich young masters wanted to be his disciple, but he refused. Now, he actually came from thousands of miles away to recommend himself!"
"How can those rich young masters compare to Xu Xian!"
Kim Sung-gye licked his lips and said, "This old man has a good plan. He's determined to tie himself to Xu Xian. Does he want to follow him and be passed down through the ages?"
Although Master Han's reputation was resounding, it was limited to the Way of the Zither. In the end, he could not compare to Xu Xian, who came from a scholarly background.
No matter how elegant the sound of the zither was, it could not be passed down to the later generations. This Teacher Han was close to the ears, not because he wanted to be the number one in the world, but because of his reputation.
Teacher Han walked past Yun Yan and called out to Xu Xian, who was on the grandstand, "Xu Tanhua, what do you think? If I can do it, I will admit defeat and step down."
Xu Xian smiled and shook his head. The word 'reputation' was really tempting. Some people came to defeat him, while others wanted to take him as their disciple. In the end, they always wanted to suppress him.
However, this was not surprising. Based on the poems he had copied, they were better than Li Du's. It would definitely be passed down to the later generations. If the later generations were like the modern times, he would also have a place in the primary school textbooks. He would be a great poet, thinker, revolutionary and so on.
Yun Yan said, "If my husband wants to learn the zither, I can teach it.
Why don't Teacher Han see this little girl's zither before coming to a conclusion? "
Teacher Han was stunned. He originally wanted to subdue the enemy without a fight, but he did not expect them to be so ignorant of the current situation.
He earnestly persuaded, "Miss Yun, why do you have to be like this?
Once the sound of the zither is played, the public will judge and the winner will be decided. "
Yun Yan did not respond to him. In this short period of time, her zither had already been retrieved. She opened the zither case and took out a zither.
Teacher Han glanced at the zither and did not think much of it.
But as if he thought of something, he focused his attention and suddenly his eyes widened. "Tong Zi Combination Essence, Green Beautiful Zither!
You … where did you get it? "
As he spoke, he moved closer. His eyes, which were as calm as water when he saw a peerless beauty like Yun Yan, suddenly exploded with a flash of light.
His previous demeanor had completely disappeared. He was like a child who saw a toy and could not help but want to hold it in his hands.
Yun Yan glanced at him and he came back to his senses. He took a step back and lightly coughed twice, dispelling the awkwardness.
"I wonder how much Miss Yun would have to pay for this zither?
This old man is willing to pay ten thousand taels of silver! "
The crowd saw the elegant and graceful Teacher Han suddenly change into a different person. After whispering to each other, they realized that the zither Yun Yan took out was the legendary Green Beautiful Zither.
Li Siming sighed. "Hanwen really dotes on this Miss Yun to be able to find such a famous zither for her."
Kim Sung-gye said, "That's strange. My family once sent people to search the world. This Green Beautiful Zither has long been lost. Where did Xu Xian get it?"
Xu Xian asked Hu Xinyue, who was beside him, "Did you give this to Yan 'er?" Although he did not know how to play the zither, he had heard of the name Green Beautiful Zither.
But the story between Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wenjun had increased the value of this zither by a lot.
Hu Xinyue said lightly, "Following a useless man, of course I have to think of a way."
Yun Yan's eyes were slightly smiling. She gently stroked the zither. "This zither cannot be sold."
This was not only a famous zither, it also contained a soul that loved to play the zither.
These days, Yun Yan's zither skills had gained the approval of the zither charms. Not only did they play music for her, but they also served her tea and served her like a maid.
Yun Yan saw his anxious look and smiled. "How about this, since we are going to play the zither, let's use the zither as a bet. What do you think, Master?" A light laugh came from the zither. Ordinary people could not hear it, but it was the laughter of the charms.
Master Han frowned and thought for a while. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "Fine!"
He refused to believe that a woman who was not even twenty years old could surpass him in zither skills. He had studied this for his whole life.
This time, even if he could not take Xu Xian as his disciple, he would still gain a lot from this Green Beautiful Zither.
Yun Yan sat in front of the zither and lightly played the strings. With a slight pluck, a clear sound came from the zither.
No matter how others felt, she felt a trace of abnormality, as if something was wrong.
She had studied the zither for ten years and played it countless times, but this was the first time she felt like this.
As the sound of the zither trembled, it was as if her own heartstrings rang with it.
It was as if there was a zither in her heart that had been sealed for a long time and began to play again.
As the zither moved, so did the heart.
Looking up, there was only heaven and earth, and all sounds were silent!
In Yun Yan's body, the internal breath that Xu Xian had transferred to her, the spiritual energy that she had cultivated, suddenly trembled. Following the sound of the zither, it traveled to her fingertips, to every meridian in her body, and to her soul.
Her body shone with a bright light that ordinary people couldn't see. It was like a rainbow, rippling layer after layer, containing the sound of nature that reached the pinnacle of the Great Music Hope Sound.
The sound of the zither was no longer any kind of music. At first, it seemed calm and gentle. In a trance, he saw the little girl who was born with a luxurious life and lived an ignorant childhood as the daughter of the prefectural magistrate.
Then it gradually became lighter. It was like a swing, the sweetness and shyness of a young girl's first awakening of love.
But this sound didn't last for long. It suddenly changed, falling from the peak to the abyss, filled with indescribable terror and pain.
Passion and resistance, helplessness and persistence, all of it was expressed in the sound of the zither.
What spread for a long time was the loneliness of drifting on the lake. She once thought that she had met the right person and only wanted to be free. But in the blink of an eye, she saw the cold reality.
Until she saw a glimmer of light in the darkness, giving her hope and rest.
Then that light tore apart all the darkness and warmed her life. She wanted to fly forward and completely merge into that light, but she heard that familiar voice again. "Enough!"
Yun Yan's mind stirred. She regained her composure and blushed. "Husband, why are you here?"
Xu Xian was holding her from behind. Those words were not an illusion, but he whispered them into her ear.
Xu Xian wiped the tears from her cheeks. "Let's go back!"
…
The sound of Yun Yan's zither gradually rose. At first, Teacher Han was able to maintain his calm, but his expression became increasingly ugly. He didn't expect that this young woman's zither would be so exquisite.
But as Yun Yan's body shined with brilliance, Teacher Han gradually became immersed in the wonderful sound of the zither. Like the other listeners, he became intoxicated, following the ups and downs of the zither, feeling sorrow and joy.
This was not the sound of the zither, but the rhythm of the zither was her entire life.
Hu Xinyue's expression suddenly changed. "Training qi to soul!
Hurry and stop her! "
Needless to say, Xu Xian had already stood up.
After Yun Yan reached the Foundation Establishment stage, her spiritual power had stagnated. She didn't expect that at this moment, she would suddenly enter the realm of 'training qi to soul'. Only by reaching this step could she be considered to have truly entered the path of cultivation. But the first step of training qi to soul was to cultivate a 'Yin Soul'.
The Yin Soul was not like the Yang Soul. It could not withstand the sunlight, otherwise it would turn into ashes.
At this moment, it was almost noon. Yun Yan's heart was immersed in the zither and she couldn't control herself. If her Yin Soul accidentally came out, then her soul would fly away and scatter.
Stepping forward, he hugged her from behind and slowly infused the power of the Sun Spirit into her, helping her to calm the restlessness of the spiritual power in her body. Full of tenderness, he whispered in her ear, "Enough!"
Although the sound of the zither had stopped, the strange rhythm still reverberated in the field. Many people were still immersed in the rhythm.
Xu Xian loudly said, "Let's stop here for today!"
The crowd regained their senses. The judges looked at each other in dismay, still feeling that the sound of the zither was inconceivable. This competition didn't need to be judged.
Xu Xian helped Yun Yan pack up the green zither and cupped his hands towards Teacher Han. "Teacher Han, it seems that you still can't be my master!"
Teacher Han's heart was filled with bitterness. He didn't expect this little girl to have such skill in the zither. This time, he really suffered a double loss.
That 'Immemorial Lost Sound' was like his lifeblood, how could he give it up?
Seeing Xu Xian leave with Yun Yan, he still felt a bit lucky.
Yun Yan suddenly turned around, startling him. "Hehe, I'll leave the Immemorial Lost Sound with you. When I want it, I'll come and get it from you!"