Zither and Sword Harmonization

Dao Peak, Nameless Lake.

More than half a month had passed since that competition, but even after half a month, that competition was still being talked about by many Dao Sect disciples.

In the Dao Sect, for a long time before, Ying Xiaoxiao was called the number one person of the Dao Sect. In the hearts of many Dao Sect disciples, whether it was strength or talent, Ying Xiaoxiao was the first, and belonged to the most outstanding disciple of the Dao Sect.

Not long ago, after the Sword Saint joined the Dao Sect, although Ying Xiaoxiao was not the first, in fact, there was no difference from the first, after all, no one would compare a genius with a god.

However, in that competition, Ying Huanhuan, who had not been paid too much attention in terms of strength and talent, showed extremely amazing talent and combat power. Under the same strength, the strength she displayed almost defeated Ling Qingzhu, who had previously overwhelmed Ying Xiaoxiao.

Of course, compared to Ying Huanhuan, the amazing strength shown by Ling Qingzhu, the confrontation between the two women, attracted more attention from countless Dao Sect disciples.

And Ying Huanhuan did not have the slightest intention to refute this, as for Lin Xuan, he never cared about the opinions of the outside world.

On Dao Peak, Ying Huanhuan looked at the pair of calm eyes that made her feel flustered, and couldn't help but lower her head slightly, as if she was bowing her head to admit her mistake, but in her eyes, there seemed to be a trace of cunning flashing.

Lin Xuan slowly moved his gaze to the sword in Ying Huanhuan's hand, and then said softly.

"You have unparalleled talent, no need to waste it on the Sword Dao."

With that, Lin Xuan turned and walked towards the desk. From the day after the competition, Ying Huanhuan asked Lin Xuan to teach her swordsmanship. Every day, Lin Xuan would first learn the Zither Skill, and after learning it, he would teach Ying Huanhuan swordsmanship.

However, unlike Lin Xuan's daily progress in the Zither Skill, Ying Huanhuan had been practicing the sword for half a month, and so far, there was no progress at all, almost no different from her first day of practicing the sword.

Lin Xuan didn't know what Ying Huanhuan's talent in the Sword Dao was, after all, there were many late bloomers who seemed to have no effect in the early stage, but as a result, they had a sudden enlightenment and made rapid progress.

But compared to the Ice Master's talent in other aspects, Lin Xuan still felt that she didn't need to waste her time on cultivating the Sword Dao.

Carefully raising her head, looking at Lin Xuan's back, Ying Huanhuan couldn't help but smile, chasing after Lin Xuan with a cheerful expression, and asked with a sweet smile.

"Lin Xuan, are you angry?"

Lin Xuan, this was what Ying Huanhuan had been calling Lin Xuan for the past half month. He didn't know who she had learned it from. At least, in Lin Xuan's memory, very few people called him that. Who was the last one?

However, Lin Xuan never cared about this kind of thing. A name was just for people to call him. Ying Huanhuan could call him whatever she liked.

After hearing Ying Huanhuan's words, Lin Xuan couldn't help but pause, turned his head slightly, stared at the girl with the big flashing eyes, and then shook his head slightly, but when Ying Huanhuan saw Lin Xuan's movements, she laughed out loud.

"I found out for the first time that you can actually tell lies. Are you afraid that I'll be unhappy, so you deliberately said that?"

Lin Xuan, who was about to lift his foot, turned his head again and looked at Ying Huanhuan, then shook his head very seriously, and said softly.

"I'm not angry, I just think that since you don't like practicing the sword, there's no need to waste your time on it."

Ying Huanhuan carefully stared at the expression on Lin Xuan's face, the smile on her face gradually faded, she put her hands behind her back, leaned forward, with a bit of pitiful expression, flashing a pair of seemingly talking, agile eyes, and said softly.

"Okay, I was wrong, actually I also think the Sword Dao is quite interesting, but I don't like practicing Swordplay so stiffly, how about we change the way?"

Stiff?

In Lin Xuan's eyes, when he heard this word, something seemed to flash through his mind. Since he started practicing Swordplay, he had been used to it for so many years.

Therefore, when practicing the Zither Skill during this period, Lin Xuan also practiced hard like practicing the sword. With hard work, the progress was naturally very obvious.

But as the Zither Skill continued to improve, Lin Xuan could clearly feel that his zither was somewhat inferior to Ying Huanhuan's. Before, Lin Xuan had been racking his brains, and even the sentence that Ying Huanhuan had taught him, 'The zither is emotion', was repeatedly savored, but he never understood its meaning.

However, the word that Ying Huanhuan blurted out just now made Lin Xuan feel like he was seeing the sun after the clouds had cleared. The problem that had been bothering him had all the answers at this moment.

Swords are also divided into soft swords and hard swords, and even the most standard sword has toughness, not that stiff sword.

Having practiced the Sword for so many years, Lin Xuan was increasingly able to understand that the world of the Sword Dao was endless. You might think you know a lot, but perhaps it's just a drop in the ocean. However, just when you think the Sword Dao is that vast ocean, little do you know that beyond the ocean, there is even a boundless starry sky.

The habit left from practicing the Sword for many years made Lin Xuan subconsciously use the way of practicing the Sword when practicing the Zither, so there was more than enough strength in the Zither music, but not enough gentleness.

Zither and Sword, one gentle and one strong, the Zither is the inner aspect of the Sword, using emotion to control the Sword, the Sword is the outer aspect of the Zither, using the Sword to protect emotion. The Sword needs to be stained with blood, it is cold, but the human heart must not be too cold, otherwise, it will become a slave to the Sword.

Therefore, when he first started practicing the Zither, Lin Xuan felt that his Sword Dao was also touched by the growth of his Zither Skill.

Ying Huanhuan stared at Lin Xuan in a daze, feeling the mysterious fluctuations on his body, her eyes flashing with strange brilliance, especially when she looked at his face, which had softened a lot, and his lively eyes, which were narrowed into curved slits.

Coming back to his senses, Lin Xuan's eyes, which were calm with a hint of gentleness, turned to look at Ying Huanhuan, a slight smile on his face, and he said softly.

"How do you want to practice the Sword?"

"Can I really choose?"

The girl's face was full of smiles, making Lin Xuan feel a little at a loss. He didn't understand why Ying Huanhuan was so happy, but his intuition told him that it seemed to be related to him.

After hesitating for a moment, Lin Xuan nodded slightly and replied softly.

"Before, when practicing the Zither, Miss Huanhuan also let me choose, so when practicing the Sword, Miss Huanhuan will naturally choose."

"Okay, you entered the Zither with the Sword, so when you practiced the Zither, it was the same as practicing the Sword. I entered the Sword with the Zither, so when I practice the Sword, I need someone to play the Zither for me."

A hint of smugness flashed in Ying Huanhuan's eyes, like a cunning little fox who had coaxed a naive and simple white rabbit, but Lin Xuan only hesitated for a moment when he heard the words, and then nodded.

"Okay, you practice the Sword, I'll practice the Zither!"

As Lin Xuan spoke, he stepped again and walked towards the Zither stand next to the desk. Ying Huanhuan followed with a smile, kneeling down beside the desk, taking out a box of new tea, helping Lin Xuan brew it, and explaining with a smile.

"To thank you for patiently teaching me the Sword these days, this girl has specially brought my father's treasured good tea, how is it? Lin Xuan, am I good to you?"

Lin Xuan's movements of placing the Heavenly Phoenix Zither paused slightly, and after glancing at Ying Huanhuan, he continued to fiddle with the Heavenly Phoenix Zither in front of him, and responded softly.

"No need to do this, whether it's wine or tea, although interesting, Lin Xuan is just a foolish person, who has never been able to distinguish between good and bad, no need to waste it like this."

"It's okay, my father doesn't understand either, are you ready? Then I'm going to start!"

The girl wrinkled her nose slightly, and then said indifferently, however, just yesterday, Ying Xuanzi was still questioning Chen Zhen and others, tracking down the whereabouts of his box of good tea.

Lin Xuan habitually picked up the teacup, took a sip gently, and nodded slightly. This time, when his hands touched the strings, the expression on Lin Xuan's face also softened a lot.

After Ying Huanhuan stood still in the open space, she took out a Spirit Sword from the Universe Bag. In the next moment, the aura on her body became a little different, and there was a rare hint of sharpness and coldness.

Lin Xuan frowned slightly. Ying Huanhuan's aura was comparable to his state when he had practiced the Sword for more than a year. At that time, he had not yet comprehended the Sword Heart, but he had already taken the first step.

But before, Ying Huanhuan's Swordplay, which couldn't even be considered clumsy...

However, those distracting thoughts only existed for a moment in Lin Xuan's heart before disappearing.

Looking at Ying Huanhuan holding the long Sword, the aura on Lin Xuan's body also changed. In the next moment, his hands plucked the strings, and a melodious Zither music sounded.

Under Lin Xuan's Zither music, Ying Huanhuan, who had been unusually jerky before, had already begun to dance smoothly with the long Sword in her hand. The long Sword danced with a gentle and agile aura, like a Sword dance matching the Zither, complementing each other.

Even, as time went by, the long Sword danced by Ying Huanhuan and the Zither music gradually merged together. The arc drawn by the long Sword in the air was like a musical note, and the Zither music also carried a bit of the sharpness of Swordplay.

It seemed that in the next moment, the Zither music would turn into sharp Swords, and fall crisply.

By the nameless lake, Fu Zhu and Zhu Yan, who were lying peacefully on the ground, were startled by the sharpness in the Zither music, and ran directly from their old nest by the lake, hiding in the distance, looking at the man and woman playing the Zither and dancing with Swords with suspicion.

However, after gradually adapting to Lin Xuan's spiritual zither music, the sharp aura on the long sword in Ying Huanhuan's hand gradually softened, and she actually began to guide Lin Xuan's zither music, transforming it from sharp to gentle and melodious.

Above Dao Peak, the melodious zither music sometimes transformed into a biting cold wind, sharp, cold, and all-pervasive, and sometimes into a gentle spring breeze, light, agile, yet silently nourishing.

Just then, a stream of light flew rapidly towards Dao Peak, but before it could get close, Ying Xiaoxiao's pupils shrank involuntarily as she sensed the powerful energy fluctuations contained in the zither music.

Fortunately, at this time, the zither music seemed to sense Ying Xiaoxiao's approach and gradually calmed down, allowing Ying Xiaoxiao to approach safely.

Ying Huanhuan, who was happily practicing her Swordplay, felt a little unsatisfied when she saw Lin Xuan stop. It was the first time the girl felt that practicing Swordplay was such an interesting thing, especially when accompanied by Lin Xuan's zither music. Ying Huanhuan only felt that when the Sword in her hand was swung, it was not Sword Qi, but waves of sound.

However, after sensing her sister's approach, Ying Huanhuan's eyes also became resentful, causing Ying Xiaoxiao, who had just landed, to be puzzled.

After glancing strangely at Ying Huanhuan, whose expression was very strange, Ying Xiaoxiao looked at Lin Xuan, cupped her fists and said.

"Greetings, Eldest Brother!"

"Miss Ying, is there something Sect Leader needs?"

Lin Xuan said softly. During his time in Dao Sect, basically no one came here to disturb Lin Xuan's cultivation, unless they had something to look for him, and almost every time, it was Ying Xiaoxiao who came to find him.

"Actually, I'm here mainly to find Huanhuan."

Ying Xiaoxiao replied softly, saying that, she turned her head and exchanged a glance with Ying Huanhuan, looking at the girl with a few surprised expressions in her eyes, Ying Xiaoxiao could not help but secretly shake her head.

"Have you forgotten that our Dao Sect disciples have to go out on missions every once in a while!"

Dao Sect, such a large super sect, in addition to the magnificent mountain gate of the ancestral court, also manages many 'industries', such as some dynasties under its command, and some resource points.

And these places, from time to time need to send disciples to regularly patrol, one is to show Dao Sect's attention, the other is to prevent dissent, in addition, if you encounter some trouble, but also to go to help.

These things, naturally, it is impossible to send the elders of Dao Sect and these older generation of people to go, the experts of Life and Death Profound Realm, how can they be so easily dispatched?

Naturally, these things fell on the disciples of Dao Sect, which can be regarded as a kind of experience, but, in general, the core disciples rarely go out, one is to let them cultivate in peace, the other is to fear that these core disciples will be plotted against.

However, generally, if there are more important things, these core disciples will be dispatched. The people of Dao Sect are not unaware of the principle that jade is not a tool if it is not cut.

"Ah? Oh, right, what's the matter this time?"

Ying Huanhuan's face flushed slightly. During this time, she had almost forgotten these things. Ying Xiaoxiao couldn't help but glare at the girl when she heard this. During this time, she was in Dao Peak every day, and only returned to Heaven Hall at night. How could she remember these things?

"Recently, there has been a situation in Blood Rock Land. It seems that monsters are causing trouble, but it is extremely chaotic there. It is the junction of major super sects, and our Dao Sect's deterrent power is not strong. Senior Sister Yuan Fang, who is in charge of the Nirvana Crystal Mine there, is worried that people from Yuan Gate may be secretly playing tricks, so she sent a message back to the sect for help."