1709: C1709 What is the zither path

C1709 What is the zither path

After that, the old woman and the others left, leaving Xiao Chen and Murong Li behind. Murong Li looked at Xiao Chen and snorted, "Is there anything that you do not know?"

Her third brother admitted that he was no match for a strong martial artist.

The way of the sword was extraordinary. Fourth Brother was not a match for him.

There was no need to talk about zither arts. Their chess skills were even more powerful now. It was as though Xiao Chen was omnipotent in front of her. There was no one in the world that she could not think of.

Murong Li was even a little envious.

To Murong Li's question, Xiao Chen smiled, "This is the difference between a genius and a fool."

"Scram!"

Murong Li sat there, as she said unhappily.

Xiao Chen was not angry.

"Alright, have you finished the task I left for you?" Hearing that, Murong Li nodded, arrogance filling his eyes.

"Of course."

As she spoke, she sat in front of the zither, eager to give it a try.

Seeing her like that, Xiao Chen could not bear to dissuade her. Thus, he took a test of a few zither songs. Murong Li had talked quite well all along. Xiao Chen nodded to himself. It seemed that she had really put in a lot of hard work.

"Very good." Xiao Chen praised him.

Murong Li snorted: "That's only natural, this princess is extremely intelligent and knows what she's doing without a teacher."

Xiao Chen smiled.

"Now that you're proficient in zither arts, I'll teach you how to fight with the zither music."

These words caused Murong Li's eyes to flicker.

Xiao Chen sat there and pricked up his ears, afraid that he would miss that phrase of his. Xiao Chen's eyes flashed as the morning light of the zither appeared on his body. Xiao Chen sat in front of the zither with his fingers on the zither.

The zither rang with sounds. There was a flow of immortal energy, a hidden melody, and a great Dao that connected it with the zither. Xiao Chen's every zither note carried a terrifying pressure, causing Murong Li to feel suppressed.

Murong Li seemed to be surrounded by an endless pressure.

The feeling almost suffocated her.

This feeling was too powerful.

"What do you feel?" Xiao Chen placed his hand on the zither string and the zither music stopped. He looked at Murong Li, who took a deep breath.

"This pressure … this is the pressure of the Sage Dao."

Xiao Chen nodded.

"That's right, it's the pressure of the sage realm. Although fiddling with the zither can improve one's mental state, using it well can also kill people. " Xiao Chen's words were very firm.

This excited Murong Li even more.

The zither music can kill.

Just thinking about it made him feel terrified.

"Therefore, the zither arts are also known as the zither arts. There are countless zither masters in the world, and the zither arts are even more terrifying." So, the zither arts are also known as the zither arts, and there are countless zither masters in the world.

At this moment, Xiao Chen paused.

He didn't speak too quickly, he gave Murong Li more time to digest his words, and continued to speak: "Your power needs an absolute balance, a little more, and it won't be able to endure. If it's too little, it won't erupt with power, and won't be enough to fight.

Also, you can't let others know that your zither notes can kill people, so you need to bring you and the zither into a fused state, just like sword cultivation. Sword and man are one, and the zither is the same.

Murong Li's face turned serious.

It sounded easy, but it would be difficult to do.

"Do you understand?"

Xiao Chen asked, and Murong Li nodded.

"That's good. What you need to do now is to use the power of the zither to destroy the fake mountain in front of you. You cannot use your power, you need to use the power of the zither."

"Alright."

Murong Li turned around and started to practice.

However, the process was not very smooth because there were many difficulties involved. She listened to Xiao Chen's words verbatim and remembered them. However, the difference between what she saw and what she did was too great.

As soon as he touched it, the zither strings broke.

Murong Li took a deep breath, and continued playing the zither. The sound of the zither resonated through the air, and gradually, immortal energy circulated around her body, fusing into the zither.

Buzz! Buzz!

The zither music was melodious, but soon after, a booming sound rang out.

The zither shattered.

"If you have too much strength, try controlling it again." This time, Xiao Chen reminded him from the side. His patience was very good, because he originally walked over step by step like this as well.

Murong Li was just walking on his path.

Back then, his teacher had been very patient with him, and he would have treated Murong Li the same way.

In one day, Murong Li destroyed more than twenty guqin.

Xiao Chen could not help but laugh.

"It's fine, take it slow. This isn't something that can be done overnight. Let's end it here for today. We'll continue tomorrow." As he spoke, Xiao Chen stood up and Murong Li pulled on the corner of Xiao Chen's clothes.

Xiao Chen lowered his eyes.

Murong pursed his lips and said, "Show me once."

The voice was pleading, but also like an order.

Xiao Chen smiled, "Understood."

Then, he sat on the guqin as immortal light was flowing around him. With a casual wave of his finger, the sound of a zither was released, although he could not see it, Murong Li could clearly feel a terrifying power erupting in front of her.

BOOM!

The fake mountain instantly exploded into fine powder.

Suddenly, without any warning, it exploded.1

Xiao Chen got up and smiled at Murong Li, "Your Highness, have you learnt it yet?"

Murong Li glared at Xiao Chen and turned around to return to his room.

Xiao Chen smiled as he returned to his room.

The next morning, Xiao Chen pushed open the door and saw a beautiful figure sitting before the zither, practicing. She was incredibly serious, but she was still unable to control herself well.

Xiao Chen could not help but fall into a trance.

He suddenly felt that Murong Li was very similar to him. Although she was born in the Imperial Family, dressed in luxurious clothing, and a noble princess, he was not happy, and her siblings did not like her, looking down on her. Her mother and brother were also killed, but in order to live, she had to pay for her strong life.

Xiao Chen felt some heartache for her.

Because she looked just like herself when she was a teenager.

Xiao Chen did not go over and just watched quietly. Murong Li's finger was cut open and blood flowed out.

Murong Li stopped and let her bandage him up.

"Princess, you have a body of gold. Even if you're cultivating, you shouldn't go all out like this. Look at how you've made yourself. This old servant feels so much heartache just by looking at you." As he spoke, he bandaged Murong Li's wounds.

Blood was dripping out of the gauze.

But Murong Li did not feel any pain, because she was not worthy.

With mufei gone, who would she act coquettishly with?

To whom?

No one could do it, so she had hidden all the grievances and pain in her heart and absorbed them all by herself.

However, looking at the old lady's pained expression, Murong Li's eyes could not help but flicker. She felt that she was pained too, and couldn't help but blush as tears dripped down.

"Thank you, Granny."

Murong Li said with a trembling voice.

The old woman let out a sigh as well. She too felt sorry for the ninth princess.

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