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Tie Qingyi knew that with the sound of the zither in the courtyard, the two of them could be considered to have officially started their battle.

After the scholar's true skill with the zither was completely displayed in the zither music, which contained the clashing of metals, the sound waves were as powerful as a mountain torrent that had been left behind for thousands of years. They suddenly erupted like a torrential storm and surged like surging tides.

As for the zither music in the courtyard, the sound waves were gentle and melodious, devoid of any trace of ruthlessness or worldly energy. As the zither music moved up and down, slowly undulating, Tie Qingyi and the girl's spirit seemed to melt in the music as they listened with infatuation.

The beautiful music made them feel as if they were in a trance. An illusion appeared in their minds: the music of the scholars was like a tsunami, the evil spirits were crying at night, it was as if there was a vicious vulture in the sky that was choosing and devouring;

The old man's zither music was beautiful like a celestial's melody, light and graceful like a skylark. Although the vultures were evil, no matter how fierce their attacks were, they were always cleverly avoided by the larks. Occasionally, they would strike back with their claws and grab a few feathers of the vultures …

The scar faced youth sat down cross-legged and began to circulate his inner strength to control the zither music to resist the powerful sound waves.

Finally, the birds in the forest jumped up and flapped their wings into the night sky. A few unknown birds flew between the scribe and the courtyard. They seemed to collide into an invisible wall of air, wailing as they fell into the dust. Their wings flapped incessantly, but they struggled no longer to fly.

Li Yan looked pitifully at the scene, the girl's heart was filled with sympathy, her anxious little hand held onto Tie Qingyi tightly as she shook, crying out: "Aiyo, what a pitiful little bird! Great evildoer, what do we do? "

Tie Qingyi faintly smiled as she saw the two's competitive spirit. The purple aura on her face suddenly intensified as she suddenly opened her mouth and let out a long hiss that was like the great bell and the great rune of dragons and the nine heavens, resounding through Xing Han.

The scar-faced youth could barely hold on to his power to resist the sharp sound waves. Suddenly, he was shocked by Tie Qingyi's howl and rolled two times along the ground. He stood up shakily and placed his hands on his head as he cried out in pain.

The two sounds of the zither stopped abruptly, and the blue-robed scholar revealed a startled expression. He dismounted and slapped the youth on his back. With the help of his palm, the young man let out a long sigh of relief. He felt weak all over and fell to the ground, silently circulating his profound art to adjust his breathing.

The old man in the courtyard laughed heartily and said with a loud voice, "Mister Tie Qin's' Five Ghost Nights of Weeping 'is even stronger than before. This old man admires you. But since the hero has come here, in my opinion it would be better to call it quits so as not to make the Fang family laugh. "

The blue-robed scholar sneered. He only knew that Tie Qingyi was one of the people that Lin Shuangmu had secretly schemed against him, and was surprised that his opponent's power was so high, he did not know who was the real culprit, so he said: "A dignified first generation 'Zither Sage' is actually ambushing experts to deal with me. Victory is not good, you can see that your so-called Demon Subduing Zither can't do anything!" His gaze was like a flash of lightning, shooting towards the direction where Tie Qingyi's whistling sound came from.

Tie Qingyi restrained her power and strode out along with Li Yan over the stone bridge, saying in a clear voice: "Senior Lin, this junior has come to pay a visit, please forgive me!" Letting go of the young lady's hand, he bowed towards the blue-robed scholar and said, "Martial Arts Ledger Tie Qingyi greets Emei!"

The scholar coldly replied, "What kind of schemes and tricks do you guys have? Just use all of them. Why are you trying to be mysterious?"

Tie Qingyi smiled and said: "I heard that the zither music of my senior was filled with vitality and was able to control the enemy with music. This is the first time I have met someone with such cultivation. However, the senior's brows were tightly knitted, and his eyes were filled with a sense of hatred and worry. It seems like you must have been upset by some sad and dejected past. It must be due to the extremely miserable and cold dark charm of the zither music. But, Senior Lin's zither music is gentle, just like the warm spring sun, and the two of them are both equally matched. This junior couldn't help but shout out his feelings, "Please forgive me for being so rude, but this is not what Senior is thinking."

"Young master is right." The purple-robed elder walked out with a sincere expression and laughed: "Regardless of martial arts or zither arts, Mister Tie Qin can be considered a master of today's times, but his Mind's Eye is just too small. All those years of fighting and fighting have passed, why do you keep it in your heart? Even this young master could see the hatred in your eyes, could it be that you really want to fight to the death before you are willing to give up? "

Hearing Lin Shuangmu's words, Tie Qingyi and the young lady both guessed that this old man and Mister Tie Qin must have had a fight back then. It seemed that Mr. Tie Qin's skills were slightly inferior, and the grudges in their hearts were endless.

As Mr. Iron Zither listened to the two of them, he recalled that he had rashly visited without warning. Lin Shuangmu could not predict the foresight of his helper to deal with him, but he had always been arrogant and narrow-minded. Although he knew what was going on, he still coerced logic into his mouth as he said coldly, "A small fry in a hill, why do you need to testify yourself?"

He looked up at Lin Shuangmu and said, "You and I can't do this today. This old man didn't come this time for you. If you don't want to fight to the death in the future, it's easy. As long as you remove your title of 'Zither Saint', this old man will naturally not find trouble with you. "

It turned out that this elder was using the zither as his weapon and did not allow anyone else to have the title of zither. This was simply too overbearing and tyrannical, not shallow at all. Tie Qingyi had only heard of the name of the Sect Leader of the Emei Sect, Mao Zhen, and was well-known throughout the martial arts world.

During the period of Taiping and Rising of the Kingdom, smallpox was endemic in the Emei Mountain area. People called it pimples, and many children died and became disabled because of it.

Maozhen Zen teachers have created the "human pox vaccination method" with exquisite medical skills, using the skin of the pock as a vaccine to blow into the nostrils of the patients and vaccinate them. There are countless living people, and they are acclaimed as being born from thousands of families in the country, highly respected in the martial arts world, and thus doing good deeds. The Emei Faction has been publicly promoted as the first of the four sects.

Even the "Black Cloaked Sword God" Lin Yue, who had been blind all those years ago and had mentioned the name of Zen Master, sincerely praised, "What a great Buddhist True Saint!"

Tie Qingyi never thought that this Mister Tie Qin would be so arrogant. In terms of magnanimity, he was obviously from a large nameless sect. With a slight smile, he remained silent.

Li Yan, however, was used to using her feet to trample on the ground. She spoke up in a righteous tone and said, "You are such a unreasonable person, why are you not allowing others to use what you use?" Then why don't you kill everyone in this world who uses the zither? All that is left in this world is you, all alone, playing the zither of the wailing ghosts and howling wolves all day long.

Mister Tie Qin was furious when he heard this. This person had always been conceited and knowledgeable in his zither arts. In the past, he had known himself as Tie Qin Scholar and used his martial arts to merge with the sound of the zither.

Later on, he heard that the Three Saints' Lin Shuangmu was praised as the "Zither Saint" by those in the martial arts world. Naturally, he felt indignant in his heart, because thirty years ago, the two of them had competed against each other on the peak of the Yellow Mountain. Scholar Tie Qin's martial arts and zither arts were slightly inferior, so he had a grudge, and a grudge in his heart.

Besides, when Lin Shuangmu saw the anger on his face, he knew that this elder's heart was narrow-minded and would definitely take revenge. Since Li Yan was so sarcastic, Mr. Iron Zither would definitely not let it go, and he couldn't help but worry for the girl.

In the morning, he and Li Yan chatted for a while, and they were rather opportunistic. In his heart, he intended to protect them as he operated his martial arts to prevent Mr. Iron Zither from suddenly turning angry and embarrassed. Suddenly, he saw Tie Qingyi standing beside the girl with a composed expression. His mind stirred as he slowly stopped and took a few steps back, watching the situation unfold.

Mr. Tie Qin's face was extremely ugly as he angrily said, "This little girl's words are very sharp, it's annoying!" With a slight wave of his arm, the guqin in his hand suddenly changed from horizontal to vertical, smashing towards Li Yan.