Peerless God Emperor

Currently, there were already five people entering and the doors were closed. Unless the person inside came out, no one else was allowed to enter.    

At this time, Qin Xuan stood outside of a huge palace, his eyes looking straight ahead. Floating above the palace was a handful of spirit beast s, and even though they looked a bit illusory, there was still the spiraling sound of a zither coming from within, pleasing to the heart, as if they could forget all their troubles while immersed in the sound of the zither.    

The melodious sound of the zither resonated in the air. The spirit energy of the heaven and earth began to gather in this direction, causing the spirit energy around the palace to be extremely dense. It was several times denser than in other places.    

On the plaque of the palace gate was carved a large word: Zither.    

Qin Xuan arrived outside the Zither Hall.    

The reason for choosing the Zither Hall was very simple. Although Qin Xuan had taken Ximen Baiyan as his master, he had not been able to learn the zither arts from him and knew nothing about the zither dao. He felt a bit regretful that if he could obtain some insights from the Zither Hall, then this trip would not have been in vain.    

As for the Sword Heart Hall and the Immortal Temple, although he was interested in them, he wanted to enter the Zither Hall to take a look.    

The instant Qin Xuan stepped into the Zither Hall, a surge of power immediately rushed into his mind. His expression couldn't help but tremble, and he felt his mind become absent-minded. When he opened his eyes again, he found himself in another world.    

"Where is this place?" Qin Xuan's eyes revealed a strange light as he looked around at the scene around him with suspicion.    

"This is my zither world. Welcome to this place!" As if he knew what Qin Xuan was thinking, a hearty laugh sounded out between heaven and earth.    

Qin Xuan subconsciously raised his head, only to see a figure slowly appearing in the sky. It was a young man with a crown on his head, wearing a light green robe that fluttered in the wind.    

Just by standing there, he naturally revealed a sense of elegance, as though he was an exiled immortal. With a single glance, one could feel the unique charm on his body.    

"Such a cool character."    

Qin Xuan stared at the green robed figure in the sky as he silently praised him in his heart.    

"Junior Qin Xuan, how should I address senior?" Qin Xuan said as he cupped his hands towards the green-robed man. Even though the other party looked very young, to the point where he looked similar to him, he was definitely a terrifying existence.    

"Senior?" The azure-robed man was stunned, but he quickly waved his hand. "I won't do this. I'll use the zither as proof of my dao, you can just call me the zither. There's no need to be too restrained in front of me."    

"You can do that?" Qin Xuan blinked his eyes, and revealed a strange expression. No matter what, he was still a great character, he did not have any airs of arrogance.    

"You chose to join my Zither Hall, is it because you are interested in the zither technique?" The zither looked at Qin Xuan with interest and said.    

"Exactly." Qin Xuan nodded.    

"Since that's the case, first listen to me play a song." The Zither did not wait for Qin Xuan's reply and grabbed at the air with its long palm. Endless amounts of spirit energy gathered in one place, turned into a set of zither and landed in front of.    

When Qin Xuan saw this scene, he couldn't help but recall the scene when Master played the zither. It actually looked very similar to this moment.    

Master was a saint's cultivation, who knew what realm the zither had reached.    

If he had a Main Hall on the ninth floor of the Heavenly Imperial Palace, then he should also be an existence of Saint Stage.    

The space suddenly became extremely quiet, all the sound in the world calmed down, and even the sound of the wind had disappeared, leaving only Qin Xuan's weak breathing.    

Qin Xuan calmly looked at the figure in the sky, waiting for him to play.    

A moment later, the melodious sound of a zither drifted out from the void. The sound of zither was beautiful and pleasant to the ears, moving one's soul, as if it was narrating a story from the world.    

Qin Xuan closed his eyes as he listened to the sound of zither, and inside his mind appeared many scenes. The youth was born poor, born with a natural love of the zither, and had sold himself in the streets to survive, but he had been rejected and humiliated by others time and time again, and even had one of his arms cut off. However, he did not give up, play the zither with one arm, and created countless unique zither songs.    

This was a shocking experience. He had personally witnessed an ordinary impoverished youth gradually becoming a peerless character in this world, as if he was in a similar situation. However, wasn't this also a miserable story?    

Perhaps, no one in this world would remember that there was once a young man who loved the zither.    

The world was full of history, and people were warm and cold. Only those who had experienced it for themselves would know.    

The zither music suddenly stopped, but Qin Xuan did not immediately open her eyes, as though she was still immersed in the sound of zither s.    

After a long while, Qin Xuan finally opened his eyes and looked at the guqin in the air and asked: "Qin, is the teenager among the sound of zither still alive?"    

Zither looked at him calmly, saying, "You already have the answer in your heart, there's no need to ask me."    

Qin Xuan immediately understood in his heart, that the teenager within the sound of zither was the guqin herself.    

Thinking about the miserable life experiences of the teenager within the sound of zither, the gaze that Qin Xuan looked at him contained a sense of admiration. Even though he had experienced the pain of being unable to comprehend, the humiliation of being swept out of the door, the pain of losing an arm, he was still able to remain true to himself.    

Such a peerless character was naturally worthy of his sincere respect and respect.    

Also, for Zither to be able to establish a main hall on the ninth floor of the Heavenly Imperial Palace, it wasn't hard to guess that his strength must be extremely terrifying. After all, having experienced such miserable hardships, he had long since looked down on everything and had no desire.    

"The zither music that I played described the suffering I experienced before when I tried to corroborate the Dao. It may have been difficult, but without this experience, I wouldn't have reached my current state. Thus, whenever someone steps into the Zither Hall, the first song I played would be this one."    

That experience was an unforgettable pain to him, but now, it was an extremely precious treasure in his life.    

Qin Xuan glanced at the zither, as though he had achieved a higher level of mental state.    

All of the grief and hatred he had felt in the past vanished, replaced by nothing more. All that remained was his own insights.    

However, Qin Xuan's brows soon furrowed, the zither played a song on him, and then told him the meaning behind his words.    

He had come to the Zither Hall to learn the zither technique, and what the Zither told him did not seem to have anything to do with the zither technique.    

The zither seemed to have guessed what Qin Xuan was thinking, and laughed: "If you want to learn the zither technique, it is actually very simple, but with a pure and flawless Zither Heart, it is as difficult as ascending to heaven. I give you a chance, will you choose the former or the latter?"