Chapter 325: The Bell Is Out, The Musical Instrument Lost Sound (Part 3!)

The love sword, as the name suggests, is a love sword.

According to historical records, the Guqin was given to his wife by a man at the end, and he embedded the Zhongqing Sword under the Guqin for self-defense.

The Zhongqing sword is one of the famous swords in the legend. Although it is not as famous as the top ten famous swords in ancient times, its reputation is still widely spread.

This is a special sword for girls. The love sword is as light as water, and it is made of cold pool water and black ice iron.

The attribute of the sword is water, and it is said that it is only the slightest bit of innate spiritual weapon.

It is said that the Guqin and the Zhongqing Sword are one, and it was recorded as Zhongjianqing by later generations.

Tang Yinxuan pouted unconsciously as she recalled the information about Hao Zhong Guqin and Zhong Ai Jian.

She took out the love sword from below, and gently pulled it out.

"Wow!"

The sound of the sword coming out of its sheath was like flowing water, very pleasant to hear.

The whole sword, except for the position of the blade, is all red, which looks very beautiful.

The sword is very light, but extremely sharp, like water flowing on it.

Tang Yinxuan waved lightly, like the turbulence of water. She only knew a little bit about swordsmanship, not proficient in it.

She looked at the position below the bell, and as she expected, there was a sword technique underneath.

This is the love of swordsmanship.

"A bell at the level of a congenital spiritual tool, and a sword of love close to congenital!"

Tang Yinxuan stroked gently, her face full of affection.

But thinking of the meaning it represented, his face changed slightly.

"If you accept it, you will accept it, no matter what it means!"

She smiled softly, put the bell back into the piano case very lovingly, looked at the bright moonlight outside, Tang Yinxuan went back to bed in a good mood, and began to rest.

In the early morning of the next day, the entire Jiufeng Mountain was bustling with fairy sounds, and the surrounding birds were flying in the sky.

In addition to the sound of music, the entire Jiufeng Mountain is named after various birds.

Thousands of birds danced to the music this morning.

The sonorous metallic sound is like the music of gurgling water, the sound of the wind supporting the willows, and the sound of Feifei's magic.

This is the early morning of Tianyinmen, all disciples have to practice musical instruments and practice.

Especially today, the entire Jiufeng Mountain is filled with various voices.

The selection of the Holy Son ended yesterday, but today, the selection of the Holy Maiden will begin.

Tang Yinxuan took the bell and came to the courtyard as usual, she gently wiped the place where the piano was placed.

The carillon was placed on it, and the surrounding sounds did not disturb her mood.

Tang Yinxuan stared at the bell and guqin in front of her with bright eyes, and slowly placed her slender and white fingers on it.

"bell!"

A note sounded, and at this moment, the note sounded like a thunderbolt within a kilometer radius.

"What's going on, why did the guqin I played suddenly lose its sound?"

"It's strange, what happened, the sound of the note just now made all other sounds disappear!"

"What's the situation, what's wrong, why is there no sound from my erhu!"

At this moment, there was a sudden uproar from the surroundings, and the surprised voices of Tianyinmen disciples came from all directions.

Tang Yinxuan was slightly taken aback, staring at the bell under her with wide eyes, a faint wry smile appeared on her face, she slowly put it away, and returned to the room.

But at this moment, on the main peak of Jiufeng Mountain, a woman suddenly opened her eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in her eyes.

"What sound? Could it be Tianyinqin?"

"It's not like it's not like!"

The woman stood up slowly, closed her eyes and listened quietly, but after hearing no more sound, she sat down with a hint of doubt.

"Yesterday Fan Tianhua became the Holy Son, today I don't know who the Holy Maiden will end up with!"

"Does it need to be said? It is definitely Senior Sister Hu. Senior Sister Hu has a half-step innate cultivation, has a seventh-level Guqin and Guchaqin, and is absolutely outstanding among the female disciples!"

"That's hard to say, Tang Yinxuan, Fang Jiuhua, Ouyang Yan and the others have all reached the half-step innate realm, and they also have great competitiveness!"

"I think Senior Sister Hu's chances of winning are at least 80%. Strength is one aspect, and there is influence. There are many people who support Senior Sister Hu now, and Senior Sister Hu has two half-step innate subordinates, one of whom is the twentieth existence of Tianjiao Shaojie!"

When the sun had already risen, the disciples of Tianyinmen walked towards the location of the martial arts field one after another.

All the disciples were talking while walking, and they didn't pay too much attention to the loss of sound of the instrument that happened this morning.

Tang Yinxuan carried two guqins on her back and walked slowly towards the martial arts arena. Some disciples around greeted her respectfully.

There were also some disciples who glanced indifferently.

The Tianyinmen Martial Arts Field is located in the center of Jiufeng Mountain. There are not many disciples in the entire Tianyinmen Sect, and the younger generation is only more than a thousand people.

They have a supernatural temperament, handsome and beautiful appearance, and the appearance of Tianyinmen disciples is very outstanding.

But even here, Tang Yinxuan, who had a demeanor and a delicate face, still overwhelmed everyone.

One by one the disciples came to the Martial Arts Arena, they stood neatly around and waited.

The arrival of Tang Yinxuan attracted the attention of many people.

Besides her, there are several women who are particularly dazzling.

"Senior Sister Hu is here!"

At this moment, a voice came from the surroundings. Everyone looked around and saw a young woman with a charming figure and a charming figure walking towards her gracefully.

She was dressed in black, like a fairy in the dark night, her every move attracted the attention of all the boys present.

Many young disciples couldn't help swallowing a mouthful of spit.

She is a rare disciple of Tianyin Sect who cultivates Feifei's magic sound.

Behind the young woman followed two young men, following behind her with a full face of arrogance, looking around, even though they were surrounded by outstanding disciples of the Tianyin Sect, they still carried a trace of arrogance.

"Hey, look, Senior Sister Hu didn't seem to bring her ancient temple qin, but brought another guqin."

"Really, it looks a bit ordinary, but with Senior Sister Hu's strength, even if she uses an ordinary guqin, others are no match for her!"

"The Holy Son has arrived!"

At this moment, Shengzi, who was dressed in a luxurious Tianyinmen costume, walked over with his head slightly raised, followed by more than a dozen disciples respectfully behind him.

The Holy Son was expressionless, appearing very cold and arrogant, cold and extraordinary.

"Son!"

The crowd around shouted respectfully towards the Son.

Shengzi nodded lightly, and went directly to a chair under the stage to sit down.

This is a chair that only the senior officials of Tianyinmen are qualified to sit on, and the Holy Son naturally has this qualification.

Soon, the elders, deputy head, and head of Tianyinmen walked towards this side.