This rhythm is much more profound and mysterious than Yinxue Moon. Compared with Yinxue Moon’s rhythm, Bai Ye, a person who does not understand the method of music, can be divided into good or bad sounds, but this rhythm is completely out of the category of the method of music.

It is more like a representative, representing words, murderous aura, artistic conception, and a kind of sublimation.

The master can convey his emotions to everyone as he pleases with his own piano sound.

Bai Ye was a little shaky, but the sound and blood moon were like a person who was fine.

This rhythm seems to be only aimed at me?

Bai Ye snorted secretly. Although he was a senior, he could not bully others like this.

He closed his eyes, released his soul, felt the great trend of heaven and earth, built the mystery of the great trend, and bloomed around him.

A mysterious and domineering momentum spread out, and it actually competed with this rhythm.

“Huh?”

A faint and surprising sound rang out in the mysterious rhythm, and the high-pitched rhythm gradually faded and eventually turned into calm.

The wind stops and the leaves fall.

Yinxueyue seemed to notice something, and hurriedly bowed to the door and said respectfully: "Teacher, the person has already brought it."

"Come in."

A sound came out, and the sound seemed a little weak.

Bai Ye was suspicious and walked in with Yinxueyue.

The manor is extremely elegant, with lotus ponds, pavilions and rockery, full of artistic conception.

A man in white was sitting by the lotus pond. The man was thin, pale and had a sick look. In front of him was a guqin. The guqin was mottled and the strings were old, as if it was a while ago.

Seeing the two of them coming, the man smoothed the strings and looked up at Bai Ye.

"You are Bai Ye."

"Students have met the teacher." Bai Ye clasped his fists.

"Yes." The man nodded and said, "My name is Yan Feng, and he is the lecturer of the music soul master of the discipline college. Just call me Teacher Yan."

"Yes, Teacher Yan..."

"I already know what happened to you and Xiao Zhenjiang brothers." Yan Feng hung his hands on the strings, gently plucking them, but he didn't touch the strings, and continued, "It's a bit ruthless, but if it were Xiao Zhenjiang, he would have killed you, so this is understandable. It's a pity that my Hidden Dragon Courtyard has lost two more geniuses, which is a pity."

"The Zanglong Academy is so chaotic, the strong occupy resources, and the weak have nowhere to gain a foothold. If they continue, only more geniuses will wither." Bai Yetan said.

"You are right, but you may not know that it is not just my Zanglong Academy, but many sects are like this. If the weak cannot break through the blockade of the strong, how can they become a strong person? I think after the leader of the Juehun Sect takes over, it will also evolve into a sect that preys on the weak, right?" Yan Feng said calmly.

Bai Ye's heart beat, but he quickly felt relieved.

"Have you investigated me?"

"Xiao Jianfei was deposed, and the matter was neither big nor small. You came in through the back door, so how could you not attract attention?" Yan Feng said calmly: "Investigating you is something that must be done, otherwise the origin will be unknown, so how can the college tolerate it?"

Bai Ye didn't make any noise.

"You don't have to worry. With your strength, you are already qualified to enter Zanglong Academy. I approve you to become a formal disciple of Zanglong Academy."

"Is the teacher asking me to come here just to tell me about this?" Bai Ye asked.

"No, please come here because you want you to taste my new song." Yan Feng said with a smile.

"Ping the music? I don't understand the rhythm." Bai Ye shook his head.

"It's not that you can only listen to music by understanding the rhythm. As long as you have a quiet heart, anyone can listen to it." Yan Feng looked at Yin Xueyue, then looked at Bai Ye, and smiled.

Bai Ye took a breath, sat on a stone beside him, nodded and said, "Since the teacher invites you, Bai Ye will not be pretentious. If you can't taste it, please don't blame Bai Ye for not understanding the appreciation."

“Just as you like.”

After saying this, press your ten fingers on the strings.

"Blood Moon, you can taste it too."

"Yes, teacher."

The two of them calm down and listen.

Bang!

The strings were fluctuated, and the graceful and pleasant sounds dispersed. The tone was cheerful and the rhythm was relaxed. All the people who heard them were relaxed, and they felt comfortable and peaceful, and were intoxicated.

clang!

Suddenly, the tone suddenly changed.

A dull rhythm penetrated Bai Ye's ears.

Bai Ye frowned and suddenly opened his eyes.

Yan Feng closed his eyes and his slender fingers kept waving the strings. The fingertips seemed to have murderous aura, which was transmitted into the rhythm as the strings fluctuated.

Bai Ye felt blood rushing in his body, and his quiet heavenly soul was mobilized.

Is this the terrible thing about the musical soul?

He closed his eyes again and listened to the solemn sound.

It was like desert yellow sand, with dry bones everywhere, and hundreds of thousands of troops on both sides. They drew out their battle knives, roared on horseback, and charged each other.

Each soldier's eyes were red and his face was ferocious, and he vowed to put the other party to death.

Bai Ye seemed to be standing in the center of these two angry troops, receiving their murderous intentions.

What a killing song!

Buzz!

At this time, the tone changes again!

lonely!

Dead silence!

Bai Ye looked around and the scene of war suddenly disappeared, replaced by a terrible silence!

The ground was covered with corpses, blood stained the earth red, the sky was dark, the west wind was bleak, as if the world had come to an end.

"The universe and the cycle of reincarnation are all in one thought."

Bai Ye couldn't help but murmur, and suddenly, his throat became sweet and he spit out a mouthful of blood. A crack appeared in the silent Zhentianlong Mansion in his body.

The tone gradually weakened.

It's over.

But Bai Ye still closed his eyes and listened carefully. Even if there were blood stains on the corner of his mouth, it did not affect him.

The song is over.

People seem to be immersed in the ups and downs of piano music for a long time, and they are unable to extricate themselves.

Yin Xueyue opened her eyes, pondered for a moment, and whispered: "The teacher's voice is much higher. This song is full of hope, killing and rebirth. The calmness of the early stage is like the tranquility before the storm. The explosion and killing in the middle stage give people an unprecedented depression, making people in despair, and the final end seems to sublimate this despair. This is a song of death."

Yan Feng nodded and smiled, "Your attainment in music is indeed extraordinary, good, good... The three general ideas that this song contains are indeed like this. It is amazing that you can lock in the meaning of this song so quickly."

"The teacher is too rewarded." Yin Xueyue looked at Bai Ye, but saw that he was still closing his eyes and not speaking a word. He was about to make a sound, but was stopped by Yan Feng.

"etc."

The sound and blood moon were confused and sat quietly.

But a bright light emerged from Bai Ye’s head and went straight into the sky. Then the soul energy bloomed from his body, and in the blink of an eye the entire manor filled the entire manor.

"Breakthrough?"

Yinxueyue's bright eyes contracted slightly.

"Um?"

Yan Feng opened his eyes, and a strange light flashed at his pupil, but it soon disappeared.

"Impermanence!"

At this time, Bai Ye suddenly said something.

Yan Feng stared at him.

"The sound of the piano is impermanent, the world is impermanent, the great way is impermanent, and all things are impermanent." Bai Ye opened his eyes and said lightly.

"What do you mean."

"What do you think I mean is what. Impermanence is invisible, and invisible is unintentional." Bai Ye said.

"Is this what you hear in the sound of my piano?" Yan Feng laughed.

Bai Ye shook his head, but said, "Yes."

"Impermanence? A song of impermanence, unintentional and invisible?" Yin Xueyue murmured, lowered her head and thought for a while, then stood up and bowed to Bai Ye.

"Please allow me to call you Senior Brother Bai in the future."

"Sister Yin, what do you mean?" Bai Ye was slightly surprised.

"What I hear only exists on the surface, but you can hear it deeply. I am not as good as you. Your future musical method will be above me." Yin Xueyue said.

"Whether it is high or low, it doesn't matter whether it is high or low. You started earlier than me and were my senior sister. Why bother with the strength of the artistic realm?" Bai Ye said with a smile.

Yin Xueyue was stunned and nodded: "You are right, I am pretentious."

"I played the song today very happily. Bai Ye, your understanding of music is beyond my expectations, but I know you are not interested in the way of music. If you have time, you can come and listen to my class. I will teach in the fighting arena for five days a month."

Yan Feng laughed.

"Yes, Teacher Yan." Bai Ye stood up and clasped his fists. At this time, he suddenly thought of something and asked: "The people from the Holy Academy tomorrow come to challenge. What do the teacher thinks about this matter?"

"The Tibetan Dragon Courtyard is not the Tibetan Dragon Courtyard for me alone, but the Tibetan Dragon Courtyard for everyone. Whether it is powerful or not depends not on me, but on you." Yan Feng said, and suddenly coughed violently, and his face turned paler.

"Is the teacher okay?"

"It's okay... it's okay, it's just some old diseases, just rest for a moment. You... go down first." Yan Feng said weakly.

Bai Ye heard the sound, hugged his fists and retreated.

"Teacher, are you okay?" Yin Xueyue supported the shaking Yan Feng.

Yan Feng waved his hand and shouted, "I'm fine, don't worry."

He looked at the direction of Bai Ye leaving, and gradually made a sound, and a trace of light appeared in his dim eyes.

"I finally waited for him for so many years."

"Who? Bai Ye?"

"Yes, it's him."

"Why is the teacher so sure?"

"Because there is that sword hanging around his waist." Yan Feng smiled.

....

A song of the wind makes Bai Ye suddenly enlightened. It turns out that all things in the world can realize the truth. Whether meditation, enlightenment of swords or listening to music is a kind of improvement of human realm.

The residence is abandoned, and Bai Ye is basically practicing in the forest now. Of course, Long Yue is there, but she is surprisingly quiet during this period and will disturb Bai Ye in the future.

After resting overnight, when the next day, Bai Ye opened his eyes and felt an unexpected sublimation. His eyes were extremely vivid, and a faint halo was overflowing with his skin. Even Long Yue under the big tree over there couldn't help but open his eyes and glanced at him.

Bai Ye exhaled, dragged his soft sword, sat cross-legged on the big stone, and began to practice the "Nine Soul Sword Technique".

"Hurry up, hurry up, it's about to start."

At this time, noise came from outside the forest.

Bai Ye has a very strong sense now, and the movements within a radius of 1,000 meters cannot escape his ears.

"It seems that there is fun to watch, do you want to go and see." Long Yue, who was bored, immediately became energetic and ran over and grabbed Bai Ye's arm and said.

"It should be the people from the Holy Academy."

Bai Ye nodded: "Go and have a look."

Outside the Zanglong Courtyard, there is an extremely open land. This place is usually used to set up a recruitment site for recruiting students, but today, a large number of souls have gathered here.

These souls were all wearing robes with kirin patterns, each of whom was arrogant and arrogant. They lined up in front of the gate of the Zanglong Courtyard, and in front of them were ten men and women.

These ten men and women are all extraordinary in temperament. Just the soul energy emitted from their bodies can be concluded that these ten people are strong people above the fifth level of the Qi Soul Realm.

These ten people are the contestants used by the Holy Academy to challenge the Tibetan Dragon Academy!

When Bai Ye and Long Yue arrived in front of the gate, more than a thousand people had gathered here. In addition to the students from both colleges, there were also a large number of soul-wrights who came to hear the news.

"I didn't expect that the Holy Academy would actually attack the Zanglong Academy this time."

"I don't know if the Zanglong Academy can withstand the masters of the Holy Academy!"

"I think... Xuan, during this period, the people in the Holy Academy were very rampant. After they wiped out the Juehun Sect for the dynasty, they absorbed a group of powerful disciples from the Juehun Sect. Their strength increased greatly, so they began to challenge everywhere. They used the reason that their disciples had interrogated, abolished the cultivation of powerful disciples of each academies one by one, so that the strength of these academies was greatly reduced. Then they sincerely invited all the students of those academies to transfer to the Holy Academy. Now the number of people in the Holy Academy has exceeded 50,000. If this continues, it will dominate the dynasty and even become the first soul cultivation force in our Daxia Dynasty!!"

One person said jokingly, and the words fell, which caused a lot of exclamations around him.

Bai Ye also heard this and his brows frowned. He looked at the ten people. Among the ten people, there were a few familiar faces.

Zhang Qinghong and Bai Zhixin were also there. Seeing that she was in peace, Bai Ye breathed a sigh of relief.

But in addition to them, there is also a familiar figure.

Ye Qian!

She is here too!

Bai Ye no longer had much hatred for Bai Zhixin. The two of them had some conflicts before, but when the Juehun Sect was in danger, Bai Zhixin dared to stand up for Bai Ye to compete with the Potian Army head-on, and he understood that this sister's mind was actually very simple.

However, Bai Zhixin's behavior seemed a little strange. She looked around from time to time, and there was still worry flashing in her eyes.

Bai Ye was suspicious and suddenly was shocked.

Chen Canghai?

Why didn’t you see Chen Canghai?

The second-ranked existence in the Dragon and Tiger List of Juehun Sect, and his strength is beyond doubt. Why is he not here at this time now? There is absolutely no reason to abandon him or not, unless he deliberately does not come.

"Yue'er, can you help me?"

Bai Ye turned his head and exclaimed.

"What's wrong?" Long Yue was a little uncomfortable with Bai Ye's name, but she still responded.

"Help me find someone named Chen Canghai to the Holy Dao Academy to see if he is still in the academy." Bai Ye said.

"I won't go, there will be a fun place here soon, I don't want to go."

"Ten pots of high-quality Drunken Immortal Wine!" Bai Ye exclaimed.

"You..." Long Yue's silver teeth chewed slightly, and her little face that was shattered was flushed again. She stomped her feet and hummed, "Twenty pots."

"Trade!" Bai Ye said with some pain.

But I don’t know that I have taken a big advantage. Twenty pots of Drunken Immortal Wine can drive an unfathomable soul. If I have to say this, I don’t know how many people can shock me.

The sound fell and the dragon and moon disappeared instantly.

"The vice president is here!"

At this moment, someone shouted.
Chapter completed!