Peerless God Emperor

"Solo." Zhong Ziya's status was noble, and he was also a Little Princess of a deity palace, so as a man, it was natural for him to give way, but as a solo player, he could display his personal elegance, so the current situation was more than suitable.    

"Then let's do it alone." Yan Qingyun lightly nodded her head, following that, she waved her slender jade hands, and a light purple zither appeared in the air.    

The surrounding crowd closed their eyes, their hearts feeling much more serene. Even before the sound of the zither melody rang out, it was as though their hearts had already been immersed within one's domain.    

Zhong Ziya took a glance at Yan Qingyun, and his eyes revealed a hint of astonishment. This Little Princess seemed to be even more extraordinary than he had imagined.    

Those who truly understood the zither only needed a single glance to see through their opponent's attainments.    

Han Ronger looked at the two people in front of him, then suddenly looked at Qin Xuan with a strange gaze and joked: "You don't have anything to say?    

After he said that, Shang Yang, Duan Ruoxi, Ximen Bingyue and the rest all looked at Qin Xuan with strange expressions.    

What relationship did this guy have with the Falling Goose Immortal Palace?    

He actually wanted her to personally play for him.    

"I have nothing else to say, so let's all focus on listening to the zither." Qin Xuan said as he looked at Han Ronger with an indifferent face. His tone was incredibly calm, as if to show that he had a clear conscience.    

"Hmph, concealing the truth!" Han Ronger glared at Qin Xuan, obviously not believing his lies at all.    

But at this moment, a soft and exquisite zither note suddenly resounded, sounding like a voice transmission from an empty valley. In an instant, it attracted everyone's attention.    

Many people turned to look at Yan Qingyun's direction, their eyes filled with surprise. Although they did not know much about the sound of zither, but they could feel that the sound of zither was not ordinary!    

"This sound of zither …" They were from an aristocratic family of the Zither Dao, so they naturally knew the art of music better than other people. Although it was only the start, it was perfect without any flaws, and there were very few people in the younger generation of the Zhong who could do this.    

As the number one zither player in the current generation in Zhong, Zhong Ziya naturally could do it too.    

After he gave Yan Qingyun a deep glance, Zhong Ziya also took out his zither. It was a set of cyan zither with an ancient style, as if there was a certain amount of time within it.    

He closed his eyes, and his pitch black hair fluttered in the wind. His green robe fluttered slightly, and the Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth in the air around him seemed to vibrate with a certain frequency, resonating with the sound of the zither.    

At this time, Zhong Ziya seemed to have entered a state of selflessness, her entire body was shining with a strange light, her charm was limitless.    

"Zither Heart!" Qin Xuan could not help but reveal a look of surprise in his eyes. This Zhong Ziya, actually had the Zither Heart!    

Two sound of zither s floated in the air. Regardless of whether it was their style, melody, or tempo, they were all completely different. However, when mixed together, it created a very beautiful mental state, without the slightest feeling of disharmony.    

Ximen Guyan looked at Zhong Ziya with appreciation in his eyes, and nodded: "This generation of Zhong has produced a good seedling, regardless of it it's technique or the concept it has, they are all very profound and do not have too many flaws, it's a good time for the future!"    

"That's right." Ling Luori also opened her mouth: "Even back then, at most you and I could only do what he did."    

Hearing the conversation between the two, Qin Xuan's heart was moved, even the Zither Demons and the zither saint had given such a high evaluation, it seemed that Zhong Ziya's attainments in the zither Dao was extremely strong.    

"Teacher, between him and me, who do you think is more talented?" Han Ronger suddenly asked Ling Luori.    

Ling Luori's eyes narrowed, and said without hesitation: "Of course it's you."    

"I think so too!" Han Ronger's face instantly bloomed into a brilliant smile, looking cute and moving.    

The sound of zither s were endless, two sound of zither s were mixed together, and were everywhere. When it entered the ears of the crowd, many people closed their eyes, quietly enjoying this moment of tranquility and beauty. Their faces could not help but reveal intoxicated expressions, even the powerful Saints had the same reactions.    

In fact, when they cultivated to the Saint Realm, their mental state was already as firm as a rock. Ordinary sound of zither s were unable to affect them at all, and furthermore, Zhong Ziya and Yan Qingyun were only playing it purely.    

As a result, no one deliberately resisted the sound of zither, but relaxed themselves, forgot all their worries and worries, and began to cater to and feel the sound of zither. At this moment, it was as if they were no longer powerful cultivators, but ordinary people.    

In the direction of the Falling Goose Immortal Palace, Yan Qingfeng gazed at the beautiful figure playing the zither in front of him. He could faintly sense that his own daughter was using the sound of zither to pour out her thoughts, which also fit her personality. Since she was young, she had always been reserved.    

It had been a long time since he had heard her play the zither, and she was still as beautiful as ever.    

Just as everyone was immersed in the state of consciousness created by the two sound of zither, Yan Qingyun suddenly raised her head and scanned a direction in front of her. Her gaze became firm, as if she had made a decision.    

Following that, the movement of her fingertips on the zither became even slower, and the sound of zither began to change direction. The tune was completely different from before, and the mental state it constructed also changed.    

The moment the sound of zither changed, the first one who discovered it was Zhong Ziya. His expression could not help but congeal as he looked at Yan Qingyun with surprise.    

What happened to her?    

However, Yan Qingyun did not look at Zhong Ziya. As if she had fallen into the midst of the sound of zither, her ten fingers gently strummed the zither string. At the very beginning, her sound of zither was as smooth and relaxed as flowing water, giving others a cheerful and joyful feeling.    

But now, the sound of zither had become extremely gentle, as if it was holding a hazy emotion within. It had a deep meaning, and needed the listener's heart to experience it.    

Many people seemed to understand Yan Qingyun's intention. She wanted to use a sound of zither to describe a story?    

Although the people present could sense that the sound of zither had changed, they did not open their eyes. They chose to continue listening and were a little anticipating what Yan Qingyun wanted to say.    

Gradually, scenes appeared in the crowd's minds, like bits and pieces of a normal person's life. Although they knew clearly that this was an illusion created by sound of zither, they still felt that it was real and did not reject it.    

In a small town, there was a thirteen or fourteen year old girl. The girl loved to play the zither, and would play on a small hill with the zither in her arms every day.    

One day, a boy the same age as a girl accidentally passed by the hillside. Hearing the zither music coming from the hillside, he couldn't help but be enchanted, and he was very curious, wanting to know who played such a beautiful sound of zither.    

Thus, he quietly went up the mountain. In order to not disturb the person playing the zither, he hid behind an old tree behind the hill and secretly observed the girl.    

However, the girl had her back to the ancient tree, so the boy could only see her back, but not her real appearance.    

It wasn't long before the girl left. When she went up the hill the next day, the boy was already waiting behind the ancient tree. He thought he could see the girl's face, but he didn't.    

The boy was a bit disappointed, but he still listened to the zither behind the ancient tree all day, only leaving after it was dark.    

Every day after that, the boy and the girl would go to the hillside, but they never met face to face, nor did they say a word.    

Unknowingly, five years had passed. At this time, the girl was already slender and graceful. Her long hair reached her waist, and the boy had also grown quite a bit. He had grown up to be a handsome youth with an extraordinary temperament and graceful bearing.    

Finally, the young man couldn't hold back the admiration in his heart and prepared to confess to the girl.    

That day, the girl went up the hill to play the zither as usual. The only difference was that an extraordinarily handsome young man walked out from behind an ancient tree. He revealed the love he had in his heart to her, hoping that she would accept it.    

However, to the disappointment of the youth, after the girl saw him appear, she remained silent for a moment before walking down the hill. That day was the earliest day since she had left for the past five years.    

After returning that day, the young man's heart was filled with grief and sleeplessness. However, he still went to the mountain slope early the next day. Even if he couldn't obtain the girl's love, he was willing to silently protect her.    

Unfortunately, he didn't see the girl that day.    

For the next three days, he went every day. He even stayed on the hillside, hoping to see the girl again.    

However, the girl seemed to have disappeared and never appeared again. There were no more sound of zither s on the hillside.    

The young man finally understood the girl's intentions. She didn't want to see him anymore.    

With a heavy heart of grief and sorrow, the youth left the small town. From then on, he roamed the world, and the four seas were his home. However, he did not return to the small town.    

However, what the youth didn't know was that five years ago, when he first listened to the zither behind the ancient tree, the girl already knew of his existence.    

Knowing that he was there, the girl covered her face with a veil the next day, not allowing him to see her appearance.    

The girl was extremely beautiful. She had a natural beauty that could topple nations, but her personality was very pure and reserved. She wanted the boy to listen to her play the zither, not because of her appearance, but because she truly liked the sound of the zither.    

During these five years, the boy would listen to the zither every day. The girl's understanding of him had become deeper and deeper. As time went by, feelings of adoration and adoration grew within her.    

The silence of that day was not a refusal, but a surprise for the boy.    

The next few days after she disappeared, the girl went to raise money to prepare her wedding dress. She hoped that when they met again, the young man would see her in her wedding dress playing the zither.    

Unfortunately, she did not see that day.    

After the young man left, the woman continued to play on the hillside every day, but she became more and more depressed. The sound of zither also became more and more sad.    

She knew that she had missed the most important person in her life, and missing it meant that she would never be able to return to the past.    

Months later, the girl was suffering from a serious illness. In the final moment of her life, there was an image that lingered in her mind.    

It was five years ago, when the boy had first heard her play behind a tree.