After becoming a Taoist partner with my senior sister, my master changed

Within the ruins.

"It seems I was overthinking it..."

Qiu felt a sense of loss, but then he sorted out his thoughts, "This phantom should be a test of inheritance set by the owner of this ruin. If I pass the test, I may be able to find the core that controls this ruin."

Thinking of this, she immediately sat down cross-legged, concentrating her mind and regulating her breathing, drawing on the power of the medicine to restore her consciousness, while listening carefully, concentrating on the never-ending piano music, trying to find the key to breaking the test.

In a moment, Qiu's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he had grasped the key from the sound of the piano, and immediately took out a long piano from the storage space.

"The master of this relic's musical attainments are surprisingly comparable to Sister Lou... Qing's. There's even a faint resonance between his techniques and mine."

Qiu's fingertips lightly stroked the strings of the zither, and with the sound of "clang", the melodious sound of the zither spread out, interweaving with the sound of the phantom, and there was a faint sense of an ensemble.

"The test here should be the rhythm of music."

She took a deep breath, calmed herself, placed her fingertips on the strings, and began to follow the rhythm of the shadow's music and play against it.

"Zhengzhengzheng..."

The two streams of piano sounds intertwined and merged. At first, Qiu's fingering was sometimes sluggish and he made occasional mistakes, which made the coordination with the phantom's piano sounds a bit awkward.

But before long, she gradually caught up with the rhythm, her fingertips became more agile, the piano music became smoother, and she coordinated more and more tacitly with the melody of the phantom.

At the same time, accompanied by the sound of the piano, she felt her mind gradually sinking into an indescribable state of emptiness and clarity. Everything around her became blurred, only the strings at her fingertips and the melody in her ears became clearer and clearer.

After an unknown amount of time, Qiu suddenly came to her senses, only to find that the shadow playing the piano had disappeared without a trace, and she was the only one left around, her fingertips still quietly resting on the long piano, and the lingering sound was still there.

"Law...Law?!"

While playing this time, she actually vaguely understood the laws of music!

You know, being able to touch the laws at the Nascent Soul stage means that one has such comprehension that one is already at the top level among geniuses.

However, despite her relatively mediocre qualifications, she has actually touched the edge of the law at this moment. Even though this feeling is still vague, there is a world of difference between "existence" and "non-existence".

"I think I've passed the test."

Qiu looked at the various five elements objects placed in the original position of the phantom, and his heart was filled with joy. He quickly put them into the storage space.

But this joy didn't last long, and worry soon surged in my heart: "What a pity, I still can't find any trace of the young master..."

She pursed her lips, suppressed the worries in her heart, and expanded her consciousness around her again.

After a moment, she stopped and stared into the distance.

There, the blurry figure appeared again, sitting quietly on the ground, holding a yellowed ancient book in his hand.

"This space is actually blocked... Is he determined to have me inherit his legacy?" Qiu frowned slightly, thinking secretly as he came to the figure.

"Senior, I have more important things to do right now and I really can't afford to delay."

She bowed deeply to the figure and said earnestly, "Could you please let me go first? Once I've dealt with this urgent matter, I'll definitely come back to inherit your legacy. If you're unwilling to wait, I can find someone else."

The figure did not respond, but just flipped the ancient book in his hand with his fingertips.

A moment later, a resounding voice suddenly rang out, echoing throughout the space: "Music is not the sound of silk or bamboo, but the rhythm of the breathing of heaven and earth..."

"..."

A hint of hesitation flashed across Qiu's eyes, but soon, that hesitation was replaced by determination.

She no longer hesitated and ran straight into the distance, rushing all the way to the end of the blocked space.

"boom!"

The roars continued to sound. Qiu tried his best to bombard the barrier, but found that the barrier did not move at all.

After a moment, she stopped and looked at the indestructible barrier with a pale face, a deep sense of powerlessness welling up in her heart.

"The primordial mystical Qi stirred and formed patterns, which gave rise to the thirty-six sounds of nature. These condensed into the five principal notes of Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, and Yu, corresponding to the rotation of the Five Elements..."

The loud voice kept echoing in his ears. Qiu glanced helplessly at the figure that had quietly followed him not far away. In the end, he stopped the meaningless collision, sat cross-legged on the ground, and slowly closed his eyes.

"The Gong tone carries all things with great virtue, its sound rumbling like the surging earth veins; the Shang tone is solemn and condensed into gold, its clang like autumn frost breaking at dawn..."

As the sermon went on, Qiu's initial anxiety gradually subsided, and before he knew it, he calmed down again and fell into that mysterious state of emptiness and clarity.

The previously vague understanding of the way of music now gradually became clearer, like a jade disk with the dust wiped off.

But for some reason, there always seemed to be a thin membrane between her and the law of music.

Yet, for some reason, a thin membrane always seemed to separate her from the laws of musicality. No matter how hard she concentrated, the true meaning of the laws remained hazy and unclear, as if they were so close yet she couldn't grasp their core. This left her with an inexplicable sense of stagnation.

“So it is said that the great sound is silent. This does not mean annihilation. Rather, it means that heaven and earth are constantly playing the profound sound of the great way. Only the deaf cannot hear it.”

The loud voice suddenly stopped and silence returned to the surroundings.

After a while, Qiu came out of his contemplation and slowly opened his eyes, only to see that the place where the figure had been was empty, with only a yellowed ancient book lying there quietly.

"Why waste your time on me?"

Qiu sighed softly, picked up the ancient book, and whispered, "But don't worry, senior. After I find you and you go out, I will definitely pass on your inheritance when I have the chance..."

Before she finished speaking, she had already turned to the first page, but was slightly startled when she saw the handwriting on it clearly.

She had helped Qingshu organize many ancient books in the past and was very familiar with the patterns and ink marks on these old items.

Although the paper of this ancient book was yellowed and brittle, revealing a sense of age, she could tell at a glance that there was something wrong with the handwriting on it.

The paper is old, but the words are new.

However, before she saw Lin Chuan in person, all this was just her wishful thinking.

She couldn't let her mind rest on her laurels just based on this discovery. She had to prepare for the worst and continue searching inch by inch for Lin Chuan's whereabouts.

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