Che Dongyang and the guards under his command stared at the sky and did not come back to their senses for a long time.
After a long time, Che Dongyang came back to his senses and bowed to Lu Yiping, “Dongyang thanks Lord Lu for the grace of saving him.” In his eyes, the awe was even greater.
Previously, although he had heard about the incident in Heavenly Tablet Town, but after all, he did not see it with his own eyes. Now that he saw Lu Yiping’s thunder punishment blast Pan Hongping and others with his own eyes, his heart was shocked.
“It’s just a matter of raising your hand.” Lu Yiping said, “Where is the treasure map, let me see.”
Che Dongyang hurriedly took out the treasure map of the Zither Saint Palace and gave it to Lu Yiping.
Lu Yiping took the treasure map and looked at it. The treasure map was made of the skin of some divine beast, not big, only two palm-sized, and the treasure map only had a zither drawn on it!
There was nothing else. And the zither was stringless.
The Dragon Horned Golden Bull was stunned, and Huang Jiu was even more dumbfounded.
Surprisingly, only a zither was drawn and stringless, what is this?
“Could it be that the missing strings had to be renewed to make it work?” The Dragon Horned Golden Bull shook its head.Che Dongyang said, “I have also searched for countless zither masters, but none of them could renew the strings.”
“Couldn’t renew the string?” The Dragon Horned Golden Bull frowned.
Lu Yiping looked as normal and said, “This string, naturally, cannot be renewed with an able pen.”
“Can’t use a pen?” Huang Jiu shook her head, “I don’t understand.”
At this time, Lu Yiping took a shot in the void, only to see a sound note was born from the void, and then the birth converged and finally formed five strings.
These five strings, divided into five different colors.
Water, fire, wood, gold, earth, five kinds of power, in the five strings constantly flowing, living, and breathing to each other.
When the five strings condensed, Lu Yiping clicked on the treasure map, and the five strings fell onto the stringless zither in the treasure map.
The treasure map glowed brightly when the five strings were integrated into the stringless zither.
An aura from the heaven and earth flood beast diffused. Che Dongyang, Huang Jiu, and the others were startled.
Obviously, the skin of the treasure map was made of the skin of the flood beast.
But soon, the aura converged, that zither light flowing unceasingly, five strings constantly suffused with red, yellow, white, blue, green five-color light. Ṝ𝐀Ꞑ𝔬ᛒΕŝ
As the light became more and more prevalent, the zither began to ring out on its own.
The five strings resounded with five musical notes. These notes condensed in mid-air and finally condensed into a diagram.
This miraculous scene made the crowd look at it in wonder.
“This is the Nine Heavens.” Che Dongyang said as he looked at the diagram condensed by these five elemental musical notes.
The crowd’s eyes fell on the point in the center of the diagram where the five elements coalesced at the core.
“It’s the Zither domain!”
“The location of the treasure of the Zither Saint Palace is in the Zither domain, Hidden God Valley?” Che Dongyang judged.
After a while, the diagram dispersed from its own shape. The five strings of the treasure map also slowly dissipated.
Che Dongyang said to Lu Yiping, “Your lord’s zither dao has reached the point of turning decay into magic, today Dongyang can see such a supreme zither dao. It is really a blessing in this life!”
Just now, Lu Yiping gathered five strings and then integrated them into the treasure map of the zither, which seemed easy, but in fact, was more difficult than ascending to heaven.
The Dragon Horned Golden Bull laughed, “The zither, chess, calligraphy and painting, medicine and beast control, my lord learned them all in his spare time, not specializing in them, what my lord is really good at is actually alchemy and formations.”
Che Dongyang and others were surprised, and this is not a specialty?
Could it be that Lu Yiping’s alchemy and formation techniques were even higher than the zither dao?
“Since we know the location of the treasure, let’s get ready and head to the zither domain later.” Lu Yiping said.
In fact, there was nothing to prepare, and a few moments later, Lu Yiping and the others set off for the Zither domain.
Che Dongyang didn’t bring more people, just two personal guards, these two, who were absolutely loyal to him and were not weak, both were at the peak of the late Heavenly God stage.
The Zither domain, although not as big as the Taixu domain, is also one of the great domains of the Nine Heavens.
The Zither domain was relatively special among the Nine Heavens domains. Because the Zither & Painting Sect is located in the Zither domain!
Influenced by the Zither & Painting Sect, there were countless sects in the Zither domain that cultivated with the zither dao, large and small.
Therefore, once you enter the Zither domain, you pass through countless cities and pools, and there were zithers almost everywhere.
In the cities and pools, there were disciples comparing zither everywhere. Along the way, the sound of the zither was dazzling.
“Further ahead, there is the Hidden God Valley.” On the third day, Che Dongyang pointed ahead and said.
Just then, suddenly, he stopped, with a shocked face, only to see a figure in the open space not far ahead of him, somehow!
The other party was wearing the Zither & Painting Sect’s zither robe, with his hands behind his back, and was facing Lu Yiping, the Dragon Horned Golden Bull, and the others.
From the other party’s back, it should be a middle-aged man of 40 or 50 years old.
Obviously, the other party was waiting for them specifically.
The middle-aged man turned around, fair-skinned like a scholar, and his gaze fell on Lu Yiping, “I am Liu Ruisheng of the Zither and Painting Sect, I have been waiting for Master Lu here for a long time.”
When Che Dongyang heard this, his face was shocked, “You are Painting Saint Liu Rusheng!”
Painting Saint Liu Rusheng!
The master of the two of them, the Zither God, Fu Zhuo, and the Qin Mojue!
He was also the supreme master of the Warring Heavens Era.
Before the retired Zither God, Fu Zhuo was named Zither God by the people of the Nine Heavens, and as his master, Liu Ruisheng’s Zither Dao was much higher than Fu Zhuo’s. However, Liu Ruisheng’s strongest point was not the Zither Dao, but the Painting Dao!
Liu Ruisheng was revered as the painting saint, and his painting dao was so high that it had reached a point that was difficult for the world to understand.
When he heard Che Dongyang say that the person in front of him was the Painting Saint Liu Ruisheng, he was even more shocked. She was in the Phoenix Divine Clan, and she heard many old ancestors of the Phoenix Divine Clan talk about the many incredible and legendary deeds of the Painting Saint Liu Ruisheng.
Liu Ruisheng looked at Che Dongyang and Huang Jiu and said to Lu Yiping, “Yes, I am Painting Saint Liu Ruisheng, the master of Fu Zhuo and Qin Mojue.”
Lu Yiping’s face was as usual, “You are here to take revenge for Fu Zhuo and Qin Mojue?”
Liu Ruisheng shook his head, “Yes and no.” His eyes were heated, “I heard from the disciples of the Zither & Painting Sect that you had said that there are ten levels of Zither Immortals, and there are Zither Emperors and Zither Ancestors above the Zither Immortals, I would like to spar with Mr. Lu on the zither dao.”
Lu Yiping said, “The zither dao is not necessary.” Just when Liu Ruisheng thought that Lu Liping was going to refuse, Lu Yiping added, “Since you are called the Painting Saint, I think your painting dao is even higher, let’s compare painting dao.”
“Compare painting dao? Are you sure?” Liu Ruisheng looked at Lu Yiping and said, “Since I joined the Zither & Painting Sect, I have never lost a single battle in the painting dao.”
He said it plainly, but with incomparable confidence.
Never had a single defeat! It meant that no one in the Nine Heavens could beat him in the painting dao.
The Dragon Horned Golden Bull laughed, “Never had a single defeat, that’s because the ones you met are all crooked.”
“Make your move.” Lu Yiping said blandly.
Liu Ruisheng gazed at Lu Yiping and smiled, “Since Master Lu is so confident, then I will ask Master Lu for a lesson on the way of painting.” Speaking of this, a brush was taken out.
With a thick nib like an arm, this pen had a polished body with a warm jade-like luster.
It was the treasure of the Zither & Painting Sect, the ancient divine weapon, the Yin Yang Pen!
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