C9 Qin Shi Tian

The sudden voice startled Jiang Xia. With Jiang Xia's hearing, he could catch the voice even if it was just a little bit more than 100 meters away. However, the voice was clearly not far from him. Jiang Xia couldn't help but be shocked.

"Who are you?"

"Hehe, don't worry, little guy. I mean no harm. I just want to chat with you." The old man's voice sounded quite gentle, making Jiang Xia unable to show any intentions of rejecting it.

"Oh, but you haven't told me who you are." Although Jiang Xia didn't refuse, he was already on his guard.

The old man was slightly surprised. He smiled and said, "My name is Wu Tian, 75 years old this year. I'm a zither master, and I come from the imperial city. Haha. Such detail shows my sincerity!"

"So it's an old grandpa!" Okay, my name is Jiang Xia, I'm ten years old today, and I'm a Level 2 Warrior. A hint of pride flashed across Jiang Xia's face.

"Haha, a Level 2 martial artist. Not bad, not bad at all. Compared to those children of those big families, he's no weaker." Wu Tian's eyes revealed a hint of admiration.

Then, he grinned and said, "That's right, old grandpa. You said you come from the imperial capital, and you're also a zither master. Then, your status must be very noble, right?"

"I don't dare to be noble. You just have to treat me like an ordinary person."

"Oh, then what do you want to talk about?" Jiang Xia's lifeless gray eyes stared straight ahead.

"Jiang Xia, it's like this. I saw the scene of you fighting with those kids today, and I feel that your talent is superb and your hearing is exceptional. If you could be properly groomed, you would definitely become a great zither player in the future."

"Great Zither Master?" Jiang Xia was shocked.

"That's right. As long as you agree, I'm willing to teach you everything I've learned in my life." Wu Tian said solemnly.

"Wait, wait, wait." Jiang Xia was confused and quickly interrupted, "Old grandpa, you saw my appearance too. I can't see with my eyes, no matter what the zither looks like, I've never seen it before. Such a noble zither artist like you should find a normal person."

Wu Tian's eyes flashed a hint of pain, and he sighed helplessly, "Since half of my body is buried this year, I can't find a suitable successor with my zither skills. Meeting you today is the arrangement of the heavens, so be it! Since you are unwilling, then this old man will not disturb you. "

After saying that, he turned around and left. Jiang Xia's heart was kind to begin with, but when he heard about the other person's plight, he already felt upset, "Old grandpa, if you find me blind, I'll be happy to learn to play from you."

"Really?" Wu Tian was instantly happy and quickly turned around.

"En!" Jiang Xia nodded seriously. He had already made up his mind. Regardless of whether or not he could become a zither master, it would be good to give this desolate old man some comfort.

"Alright, alright. Good child, you go back first. Wait for me here at this time tomorrow night." The old man's voice sounded excited.

Jiang Xia had a bitter face, "Old grandpa, how about you teach me today! I'm not sleepy tonight. "

"Hur hur, alright." The old man looked around and continued, "Child, you will alarm your parents here. If you are not afraid, how about you follow me to that broken temple at the end of the village?"

"En, sure!" He knew about that broken temple, and he had even played there with Mengyu before.

The old man became more and more satisfied. He led Jiang Xia in the direction of the village entrance.

About a moment later, Jiang Xia found himself walking into a spacious room. The smell of corruption filled the air and Jiang Xia couldn't help but frown. But based on this, he knew that this was indeed the temple at the end of the village.

"Child, come here." Wu Tian picked Jiang Xia up and placed him on the altar before the stone statue in the temple.

"Old grandpa, you can start teaching me now. I still need to hurry back before daybreak." Jiang Xia felt as if he was completing a mission and leaving early.

Wu Tian saw through Jiang Xia's thoughts at a glance and shook his head, "Child, you didn't learn from me just because you like to play the zither right?"

"Eh, this one." Jiang Xia was a bit hesitant.

Wu Tian didn't even bat an eyelid as he asked softly, "Why don't you tell me your opinion about the zither arts first?"

Jiang Xia fell into deep thought, then his heart brightened as he told Xie Xuan, "The zither master is useless. Although he is noble, it is still difficult to defend against a warrior's swift blade."

"Who told you that?" Wu Tian's expression was somewhat gloomy and his tone was also quite displeased.

"Is what my father said wrong?" Jiang Xia was a bit confused.

"Hmph, superficial, simply superficial." Wu Tian cursed coldly. Suddenly, with a gentle push of one hand, a sharp sound of the zither scared Jiang Xia to the point that he jumped up. The next thing he heard was "Peng!" A loud sound rang out, as if something heavy had fallen on the ground.

"B-old grandpa, what dropped?"

"The head of the stone statue." Wu Tian said snappily.

"The stone … stone statue's head?" Jiang Xia was so shocked that his "eyes" opened wide and he was at a loss for words, "I-I heard from Mengyu that the head of that stone statue is half a meter thick! You, did you just cut it off with your zither? "

"That's right, I will help you reacquaint yourself with the zither arts. You must remember that not only is the zither master the best artist in the world, but he is also the most elegant martial artist." Wu Tian said very seriously.

Jiang Xia was suddenly interested, "The most elegant fighter?"

"The so-called most elegant martial artist is because zither masters can use the sound of the zither to kill people, and they can use the sound of the zither to fight. There are even some even more powerful zither masters that can destroy the mountains and rivers." Deep fanaticism gushed out from Wu Tian's eyes.

"Is the zither master that powerful?" As long as it's linked to strength and fighter, Jiang Xia would get more excited, "Old grandpa, tell me in detail! I will learn it carefully. "

Wu Tian's expression finally eased up. If it was someone else who said the words just now, he would have been enraged by now, so he sighed lightly and said: "Zither masters are divided into nine stages, from the first to the third stage is the zither master. This kind of zither master is like what your father said; noble but not comparable to a warrior's swift blade. The next four to six steps were for the Great Zither Master. This kind of zither master was undoubtedly noble and powerful, relying on his powerful Lyre Skill to kill people without them noticing. This is the Heavenly Lyre Master, this is an absolute powerhouse, to become a Heavenly Lyre Master one must have one's own strength and profound strength. "

"Why?" Jiang Xia troubled his head and memorized it carefully, trying his best to understand it completely.

However, you should also know that not everyone can become a Zither Master. Even if it's a Martial Emperor or even a Martial Sovereign cultivator, without talent, they would not be able to play a good zither. "

Jiang Xia nodded as if he understood something, and then asked, "What about the other Ninth Stage zither player? What is that? "

Wu Tian's face was flushed with excitement, "There's another one called the Divine Lyre Master, which is also the highest realm of the Zither Master. Until now, there has only been one Divine Lyre Master in this world."

"Who is it?"

"Shen Nong, these are people from thousands of years ago. Especially his two treasures, Shen Nong's Five-String Lyre and Shen Nong's Seven-String Zither. They are treasures that countless zither masters have gone crazy for." Wu Tian's chest heaved up and down as his breathing quickened.

Wu Tian's words were filled with excitement, but Jiang Xia was completely confused. He now had a rough understanding of the zither master, "Old grandpa, then what rank of a zither master are you?"

"Heh heh, I'm a sixth level great zither-player." A proud look flashed past Wu Tian's eyes, but it then turned into a hint of disappointment, "My wish in this life is to take in a disciple who has inherited my zither arts and break through to the Seventh Stage of Heavenly Lyre Master."

"Old grandpa, you will definitely be able to do it." Jiang Xia encouraged on the side.

Wu Tian shook his head, and said with a bitter tone: "Child, you don't know how difficult it is for a zither master to grow, and even in our entire Lanfeng Empire, there has only been one Heavenly Lyre Master of the seventh step, and I am already old, so I can only entrust this last hope to you."

"Me?" Jiang Xia was slightly surprised for a moment, but when he felt the other party's sincere feelings, he secretly made up his mind: Okay, then I will become a Heavenly Lyre Master.

The newborn calf was not afraid of tigers and tigers, although the young mind was tender, it did not fear the unknown difficulties. After hearing Wu Tian's explanation about the zither master, the original concept had changed, but what had never changed was the strong heart. Whether it was a martial artist or a zither master, in Jiang Xia's eyes, it was a bargaining chip to protect his beloved.

After a moment, Wu Tian's heart calmed down a lot. He did not know when a vermillion Five-String Lyre appeared in his hand, "Child, first feel what the zither looks like."

"Oh?" Before he could recover from his shock, a heavy object appeared in Jiang Xia's hand. A thick sensation came from the tip of his fingers as Jiang Xia's small hands gently moved around the vermilion zither.

Thump." Jiang Xia was so shocked by the distant and trembling sound that he immediately retracted his hand. After a few tries, the interest in the zither gradually increased. It unexpectedly placed the zither on its lap, and its meaty little fingers moved back and forth on the zither strings. The broken temple reverberated with a burst of unpleasant sounds that could not be heard.

Wu Tian frowned like two dead silkworms as he cursed the brat. Luckily, this was a run-down temple, if it was in the village, people would suspect that there was a "ghost" outside.

However, he also wanted Jiang Xia to feel the beauty of the zither first. It was bad to hear, but he didn't interrupt him.

Jiang Xia took Wu Tian's tolerance as a tacit acknowledgement. He became more and more daring as he played louder and louder. His ten fingers moved back and forth and even his eyes were closed. Those who didn't know what was going on might think that Wu Tian was enjoying his beautiful zither music.

Even Wu Tian couldn't help but cover his ears as he cursed in his heart more than a hundred times. Was he f * cking playing the zither? It was torture.

"Enough." Wu Tian snatched the zither from Jiang Xia and glared at him angrily.

"Old grandpa, I haven't played enough yet." Jiang Xia looked pitiful.

Wu Tian almost yelled out, Jiang Xia could even feel the opponent's saliva, "You, you, damn brat, I'll let you have a good taste of the zither, who let you play it, do you know that I'm so scared of you that all the hairs on my body are standing up, are you playing the zither? Even the voice of a lone soul would be better than yours. "

"Oh, old grandpa, I thought you didn't say it at the beginning. I thought it was to tacitly approve of my zither music!"

"You." Wu Tian was so angry that he almost vomited blood. With a haggard heart, he said, "Alright, it's almost dawn. Tonight, I'll teach you how to play the zither."

"Is it dawn so soon?" Jiang Xia jumped down from the altar, but he didn't seem to be done with it. He walked to the door and said: "Old grandpa, I will come back tonight. You don't need to look for me, I know the way."

"Un, go, go!" Wu Tian was completely impressed with the other party.

Jiang Xia smiled politely and ran in the direction of his home. At the same time, a smile bloomed in his heart, "Being a zither master is too awesome."

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