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Obsessed with martial arts, or more accurately, obsessed with swords, Jie Hui has only seen one person in his life, and that is the Tiandao Song Que.

Moreover, Lin Ye is only in his twenties, and maybe twenty years later he will be a master of the Tiandao Song Que level.

That's why Jie Hui expressed such enthusiasm to Lin Ye just now.

After hearing Jie Hui's words, Lin Ye couldn't help but feel something?

Could it be said that you enter the Tao with sound?

Thinking of the ensemble of Qu Yang and Liu Zhengfeng's qin and flute in the past, can Shi Qingxuan also have reached a very high level of understanding of Yindao just like them?

Thinking of this, Lin Ye couldn't help but agree. Anyway, it would take some time to understand this period of time.

Living in the deep forest garden in the castle, Lin Ye devoted himself to understanding the sword.

During the battle with Jie Hui at that time, Lin Ye did not have much understanding of his swordsmanship, but he had some understanding of Lang Fanyun's swordsmanship.

It is not so much a swordsmanship as a perception of the way of heaven. This is an understanding of the way of heaven in swordsmanship. Lang Fanyun's swordsmanship is the extremely passionate swordsmanship.

"I can't do the extreme love, the world is natural, but this is not a big deal." Sitting in the wooden house, the sword was placed flat on his legs, Lin Ye's eyes narrowed slightly.

Half a month later, on the green grass where Jie Hui and Lin Ye fought fiercely, Lin Ye stood alone, holding a sword in his hand, and the sunlight shone on his body as if it was covered with a layer of golden coat.

With a light breeze attacking, the sword in Lin Ye's hand suddenly moved.

It's like thunder and lightning, and it's like stormy waves.

The clouds in the sky suddenly dispersed at some point, and the sky was as bright as blue.

The sword in his hand returned to the sheath, and the green leaves on the treetops suddenly roared and fell.

A sound of footsteps came from a distance, and a figure appeared on the path, but it was Fang Yimin, the butler of Duzun Castle.

"Young Master, please go to the main hall." Fang Yimin said respectfully to Lin Ye.

The news that Lin Ye defeated Jie Hui on that day. Apart from Jie Hui, Lin Ye and Fan Caiqi, only Fang Yimin knew about Wei Zhenzhen.

However, this news was not revealed. Lin Ye had no opinion on this. He was just pursuing breakthroughs, but he had no idea about what was famous and what was happening.

When we arrived in the main hall, we saw that Wei Zhenzhen, Fan Caiqi and Jie Hui had all arrived, and there was a handsome young man beside Jie Hui.

After hearing Jie Hui's introduction, Lin Ye realized that this person was Jie Wenlong, who was married to the Song family.

"Master Shi has been waiting in the small building for a long time." Jie Hui said with a smile at Lin Ye.

If Jie Hui is not mentioned, Jie Wenlong, Fan Caiqi, Wei Zhenzhen and others think that they will be able to listen to Shi Qingxuan's flute sound, and their eyebrows are filled with excitement and excitement.

Seeing this scene, Lin Ye couldn't help but feel curious. How magical Shi Qingxuan's flute sound was, it could make these people look forward to it so much.

Follow Jie Hui and others around the main hall. Stepping onto a path leading to the side garden, the sides are covered with strange flowers and flowers, dazzling in the sun, and the green shade is pleasant.

The path is over, and the willows and flowers in front of you show another space. Under the arch of flowers and trees, a unique small building is quietly located in this elegant corner.

"Miss Qingxuan, everyone has arrived." Jie Hui only saw him heading towards the small corridor.

There was no one. I heard a moving voice full of magnetic force coming from the upper floor: "Master Jiebao, Qingxuan will play a song for everyone in the castle this time. I hope that the Master Jiebao will not disturb Qingxuan when he sent someone to Qingxuan's residence in the future."

Fan Caiqi, who was standing beside him, looked at Jie Wenlong with a strange look. It turned out that it was not that Duzun Castle was sincere enough to impress others, but Shi Qingxuan agreed to it because she felt bored.

Obviously, he didn't expect Shi Qingxuan to say this. Jie Hui and Jie Wenlong on the side couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

But for a moment I didn't know what to say.

Suddenly the sound of the flute sound came out, and the sound of the flute was extremely wonderful, with a sudden impermanence, as if it was a casual sound of cheering up. The breathing of notes and notes, and the turning between the musical phrases and phrases were revealed through the blending of the sound of the flute. Even if there was a break, the listening sound would only have the feeling of endless brocade and death. The fire man made it. The mortar had reached the realm of the flute that had reached the extreme of the beacon. As Xiao Yin suddenly became high and generous, and sometimes he became resentful, high to infinite, and low to infinite, and everyone was confused for a moment.

But the sound of the flute touched Lin Ye's ears, making Lin Ye tremble all over, and it seemed like a picture of it, a beautiful picture of green mountains and green waters appeared in his mind.

Suddenly, the sound of the flute suddenly changed, becoming graceful and sad. The sound of the flute is no longer limited by any known music or clichés, but is almost instinctively connected to all the touching fairy sounds and wonderful rhymes between heaven and earth, and leads you into her world of sorrow and mystery.

At this moment, it seemed that the mystery of heaven and earth had been integrated into her music.

Lin Ye's eyes, which were still open, were closed slightly like others at some point. At the same time, with a trembling trembling with his right hand, and bursts of uncontrollable sword sounds suddenly came out.

However, the sudden sound of the sword did not disturb the sound of the flute at all, but instead added a bit of golden spear to the sad and melodious sound of the flute.

The changing and rich sound of the flute is as loud and high as the place where it is heard faintly from the nine heavens; the low place is like a diving deep and untouchable.

The sound of the sword is also accompanied by the ups and downs of the sound of the flute, as if it is cooperating or disturbing, but it gives people an extremely compatible feeling from beginning to end.

Even Jie Hui and others kept closing their eyes to appreciate the sound of the flute, as if they had not noticed the sound of the sword in Lin Ye's hand.

Under the sound of this flute, everything became so empty and powerless. Lin Ye's imagination seemed to be infinitely extended with the sound of this flute, from coming to the world inexplicably, to practicing swordsmanship, to his spirit, his wishes, and his own way to constantly evolve and sublimate.

Memories came to my mind one after another, and the sound of the sword in my hand began to rise, and the sound of the sword and the sound of the flute seemed to be a fight between the masters.

Suddenly the sound of the flute stopped abruptly, and in the silence only the echo of the sword sound was left.

"This song by Shi Master is really touching." All the voices became silent, and Jie Hui slowly breathed and spoke.

Lin Ye, who was standing beside him, didn't say anything, but looked down at the sword in his hand, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. At this moment, Lin Ye understood what Jie Hui meant.

Shi Qingxuan's flute sound has approached Dao, and even Shi Qingxuan is even more serious than Qu Yang and Liu Zhengfeng in the past.

When Lin Ye listened to the sound of the flute this time, he was quite moved, and even felt a little touched in the spirit of the kendo.

"Who made the sound of the sword just now? Please see Qingxuan." After a while, Shi Qingxuan's voice came out in the small building.

When everyone heard Shi Qingxuan's words, they couldn't help but turn their eyes to Lin Ye, and Fan Caiqi and Wei Zhenzhen's eyes were even more envious.

Lin Ye stopped for a while, then climbed up the tower in the eyes of everyone.

After entering the small hall on this floor of the building, the layout is simple and elegant, full of feminine gentleness. The place Shi Qingxuan uses is of course the boudoir of some women with status in Duzun Castle.

"Please go upstairs, my son." At this time, Shi Qingxuan's faint words came from the second floor.

Lin Ye walked up and went up the second floor and saw a woman wearing a double-collared round neckline and blue printed women's clothing. She sat lightly in front of the windowsill and stared at herself faintly.

Her pretty face, with no trace of makeup, had some indescribable beauty, and naturally she was kind and charming. For her beautiful outline lines, ice-skinned skin, and beautiful appearance, any slight increase or decrease will destroy this moon-like appearance that can only come from the magical and magical appearance of heaven.

And the jade flute that played the sound of nature just now was placed in her arms, with a calm expression, just as the flute song just now had nothing to do with her. (To be continued)
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