1784: C1784 The Melodious Sound of the Flute

C1784 The Melodious Sound of the Flute

Using a day's time, Ye Feng spent his time in his room studying the profound force he had comprehended from the convergence table.

When he arrived at the courtyard, the morning air was exceptionally good. Ye Feng sat in the pavilion and tasted the tea. He watched the fish swimming in the pond, enjoying this rare peace.

At this moment, a melodious flute tune drifted over from the space. It was accompanied by the gentle breeze of the flute, sometimes big and sometimes small.

Ye Feng's eyes flashed. If he listened carefully, he could feel the elegance of the flute. It sounded as if it could cleanse one's soul.

Although the sound was not loud, it still made Ye Feng feel like he was immersed in it.

"Who is the owner of this flute? Why is it that it has such a high level of musical attainment?"

Ye Feng couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The sound of the flute had made him very relaxed, making him feel more at ease.

Furthermore, the sound of the flute seemed to contain an invisible attraction, causing Ye Feng to raise his foot involuntarily. He followed the direction of the sound of the flute.

He walked out of the courtyard and kept following the sound of the flute. The golden Celestial Gate was very big, and he walked for an hour.

Ye Feng arrived at a relatively remote courtyard in the inner part of the sect. This courtyard seemed very quiet, and it didn't seem like it was very big.

However, one could see from the open door of the courtyard that this courtyard was quite unique. The scenery was beautiful, and coupled with the pleasant sound of the flute, it added a certain charm to this courtyard.

Ye Feng didn't enter the courtyard rashly. He just stood outside the courtyard and enjoyed the beautiful sound of the flute. The sound of the flute was melodious, as if it could enter the deepest part of his soul.

"Since you are here, why don't you come in and have a seat?"

At a certain moment, such a sound was heard from the courtyard. Ye Feng's eyes sparkled.

He could tell that the owner of this voice was a middle-aged man. His deep and magnetic voice carried an ethereal feeling.

The other party had noticed Ye Feng's arrival a long time ago. Ye Feng did not need to reject the invitation.

He slowly walked into the courtyard and entered it. Ye Feng felt as if his body was wrapped by an extremely mysterious aura.

This aura seemed to be born from the heaven and earth, but it was not as fierce as the force of the heaven and earth. However, this seemingly gentle aura made Ye Feng feel an unusual movement.

It was as if after being wrapped by this aura, some sort of power within his body was about to be dug out.

The fragrance of flowers permeated the air in this courtyard. The vegetation was lush and lush, and lotus roots and lotuses bloomed in the pond. It was like a paradise.

The sound of the flute came from a pavilion in the middle of the pond. There was a middle-aged man in white sitting there.

The middle-aged man had a handsome face and long hair that draped over his shoulders. He looked like a man with sharp eyebrows and starry eyes. If he was a little younger... He was actually a handsome man that was rarely seen.

At this moment, he was holding a jade flute and playing it slowly. The sound coming from the jade flute gathered into a beautiful rhythm.

The sound wave seemed to have turned into a material substance, like ripples of water, drifting in the air.

Ye Feng looked over. Although he couldn't feel any aura being released from this middle-aged man's body, he knew that this man must be a very powerful existence.

Ye Feng stepped out of the pavilion, bowed to the middle-aged man and said, "Junior Ye Feng greets senior."

Hearing Ye Feng's words, the middle-aged man slowly stopped playing the flute. He put away the jade flute and looked at Ye Feng. A smile appeared on his refined face and said, "Since it is fate that we know each other, come in and have a drink with me."

This middle-aged man may not be even fifty years old, but he called himself me. Obviously, his true age was not just his appearance.

Ye Feng lifted his body and walked into the pavilion, sitting opposite the middle-aged man.

Not long after, someone from maid filled a pot of wine. The middle-aged man poured a cup for Ye Feng and then filled the cup in front of him.

He raised his cup to Ye Feng and smiled, "Come, let's drink together."

Ye Feng was stunned. He didn't expect the middle-aged man to ask him to drink with him.

Ye Feng didn't hesitate to drink the wine with the middle-aged man. When the wine entered his intestines, a hot feeling spread out from Ye Feng's body, instantly making him feel that the wine wasn't ordinary.

"This wine was personally brewed by me. There are a total of 81 pots. You are in luck."

The middle-aged man smiled and said. Immediately after, he gazed into the distance and after a long time, he said, "To be able to find my flute sounds, it's not easy for someone your age."

After saying that, the middle-aged man turned around and looked at Ye Feng. Under such a gaze, he felt like he was naked and had no secrets.

The other party was able to see through him with just a glance. This feeling was very bad, but for some reason, Ye Feng couldn't resist the gaze of the other party.

In front of the other party, he felt so tiny and useless.

"I have comprehended the Power of the Heavens and Earth to the peak of Late Soul realm, not bad!"

The middle-aged man suddenly spoke. Before Ye Feng could unleash the Force of Heaven and Earth, this man had actually seen through the realm of his Force of Heaven and Earth.

This was something that not even an ordinary Martial King Expert could do. It was imaginable how powerful this middle-aged man was.

"It's just some lucky chances. It's not worth mentioning."

Ye Feng spoke humbly to him, guessing the identity of this middle-aged man in his heart.

He could clearly feel that the strength of this middle-aged man was above that of the white-bearded Elder, the slovenly Elder.

"The cultivation of the Comprehension is not something that can be done by luck alone. Most of the time, it requires the innate talent of the Comprehension user."

The middle-aged man kept staring at Ye Feng. His eyes seemed to have some kind of magical power.

"I will play another tune for you. Listen carefully. Remember, throw out all the distracting thoughts in your mind and try your best to put yourself in a vacuum state."

The middle-aged man said, and then he took out a flute. This flute was fundamentally different from the previous one.

This flute was made of bamboo, and it looked like it had some ancient aura.

Ye Feng's eyes sparkled. He nodded at this middle-aged man. He knew that this man wouldn't harm him with his current strength.

If the man wanted to kill him, he could easily kill him with a flick of his finger. There was no need to waste so much effort.

Thus, when the other party's flute tune sounded, Ye Feng followed the other party's instructions and closed his eyes to feel the rhythm of the flute tune.

He tried his best to throw away the distracting thoughts in his heart. Not long after, Ye Feng entered a vacuum state.

The sound of the flute was as gentle as water, penetrating deep into Ye Feng's mind. Ye Feng listened attentively, trying his best to grasp the rhythm of the flute's tune.

This rhythm seemed ordinary, but in fact, it seemed to contain an indescribable pattern. Ye Feng could not explain it clearly for the time being, but he could feel that the sound of the flute was communicating with his heart.

As he listened more deeply, he felt that the force of the heaven and earth contained in his body was involuntarily activated.

The force of heaven and earth turned into a force that kept swimming within the peak body, making his entire body become extremely lively.

The sound of the flute was melodious, and the sound waves were constantly drifting within the space. Such a beautiful sound contained the ability to communicate with the most primitive source of energy in the world.

Through the Comprehension, Ye Feng gradually found a special rhythm in the rhythm of the flute.

This rhythm was surprisingly similar to the frequency of the energy of heaven and earth circulating in his body. Just as Ye Feng felt that he was about to find the core of the flute, the song ended.

This caused the state Ye Feng had just found to instantly stop. He slowly opened his eyes, and a look of longing appeared on his face.1

"How is it? Did you find anything?"

The middle-aged man's gaze was gentle as he asked.

"I did, but it was too short, and it was only a tiny bit."

Ye Feng nodded at the middle-aged man and told him his true feelings.

"That means you don't have enough Comprehension."

The middle-aged man said with a smile. After that, he waved his hand at Ye Feng and said, "Go. This was the end of the day. If you are interested, you can come back tomorrow. The prerequisite is that you must drink with me. "

Ye Feng was startled for a moment, then he immediately nodded his head. Just now, he had found a trace of mystery in the sound of the flute. It was the Dao of Nature, and the middle-aged man was helping him.

How could Ye Feng let go of such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

"Then this junior will take his leave."

Ye Feng cupped his hands towards the middle-aged man and left the courtyard.

"Father, are you ready to accept another disciple?"

Not long after Ye Feng left, a gentle voice came from outside the pavilion.

It was a clear and melodious voice. It was like the sound of flowing water, giving people a very refreshing feeling.

After that, a beautiful figure appeared in the pavilion. It was a young girl in her early twenties.

This young girl was wearing a light yellow long dress, which perfectly outlined her exquisite curves. Her skin was as white as snow, and it could be broken by a slight breeze.

Her face was delicate and her intelligent eyes were as clear as autumn water. Her entire person looked like a painting, giving people a pleasing and pleasing feeling.

"Son, why did you come here instead of cultivating?"

The middle-aged man looked at the beautiful girl who had appeared in his pavilion and said with a smile. There was a hint of pampering in his expression.

"I was attracted by your flute music, so I came to take a look."

The beautiful girl pursed her lips and smiled. "Who is that person? Her father actually played for him alone. He's the first person in so many years to enjoy this kind of treatment. My daughter is very curious about his identity"

"He's the same as you, the one who found the flute is the fated one"

The middle-aged man said. His ancient eyes looked into the distance as if he was thinking about something.

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