A beauty in yellow, with a lovely appearance and gentle demeanor, exudes noble air in every gesture without coming across as overbearing, earning genuine affection and respect.
Although no one knew her name, it was clear that she held the highest status among the disciples of the Qin Sect.
Just now, the woman in yellow played a long flute like the finishing touch of a dragon, pushing the entire piece to its climax and sending it to the clouds, showcasing her formidable skill—true beauty and strength combined.
Such a powerful disciple of the Qin Sect forcibly dragged Long Chen into commenting. At first, countless people felt jealous, but when Long Chen debated the scholars, his profound knowledge had already shocked everyone. Now, they no longer dared to underestimate Long Chen.
Think back, how noble was that woman in yellow? If Long Chen could humble himself to ask for his comments, he must know he has extraordinary qualities.
"All paths under heaven and earth are my teachers; the path of music and music will forever be my disciple!" A smile appeared at the corner of the woman's mouth.
When the woman in yellow said this, countless cultivators couldn't help but glance at those scholars, mocking expressions appearing at the corners of their mouths.
Look, the Qin Sect fairy has such a noble status and profound musical theory, yet she remains so humble. What about you? With even a little bit of ability, each one is so arrogant they're about to fly—they deserve to be slapped in the face.
Facing the countless mocking gazes from powerful figures, the scholars' faces turned grim. They were usually the ones they looked down upon, but now they were being looked down upon. This contrast made them furious, yet helpless.
"Alright then, I'll say whatever I have. The previous qin piece was flawless. It is the third part and climax of the famous guzheng piece 'A Thousand Mountains Reflected in Snow.' The melody is distant and majestic, combining strength and softness, grand and humble.
Legend has it that this piece was created by the great master Guang Ningzi in his youth, who traveled through the icy mountains of a thousand mountains, saw snow at dusk, and the peaks dotted with green, like a world among clouds—breathtakingly beautiful. Inspired to come, he casually played the zither and created this piece... As
soon as Long Chen began to speak, he pointed out the origins of the pieces played by the disciples of the Qin Sect, narrating them in a gentle manner like treasures. Everyone present, whether cultivators, Or were those scholars all shocked—Long Chen could even understand this?
You have to know, at Lingxiao Academy, Long Chen endured the pain of soul-torn pain every day to force all the ancient books into his mind in order to gain more knowledge.
Since Ziyan is a Joyful Cultivator, Long Chen naturally learned more about the Joy Dao. So he was especially dedicated to the Joyful Dao, learning a lot of knowledge and never expected to use it today.
This piece was created by Guangchengzi in his youth, full of masculine energy, perfectly matching his spirit of youthful success, soaring to the sky, full of pride, and heroic spirit.
Therefore, in the final syllable, there is a rare high note, reaching the pinnacle of mastery over music Dao techniques and breath. For countless music Dao practitioners, this high note is already an unattainable height. Long Chen looked at the woman in yellow and said, his voice tinged with admiration.
"Brother Long, you flatter me. I am unworthy of such praise. Please tell me what I have shortcomings!" The woman in yellow bowed once more and spoke with great humility.
"Then I won't hold back. Your final high note is a flaw—too much emphasis and almost like showing off technique. It doesn't fit the previous piece—ambiguous and mismatched." Long Chen said.
As soon as Long Chen said this, the faces of the powerful figures present changed. His words were far too harsh and harsh, not polite at all—even harsher than when he confronted those scholars, not giving them any face at all.
People looked at the woman in yellow. Her expression clearly changed, and Liao Yuhuang and the others also looked stunned. Long Chen's criticism was way too harsh. This was completely out of place, a complete denial of the woman in yellow.
"Do you even understand music? Such a beautiful piece, yet you say it doesn't fit or match? If it were neither right nor wrong, why was it so beautiful and beautiful? You're just making things up, talking nonsense. The plump scholar who had been silent for a long time now stood up and called out.
Faced with the chubby scholar's questioning, Long Chen smiled and clapped his hands, saying, "I didn't expect you to be able to speak human language. That's not easy—one sentence that gets to the heart of the matter. But we'll discuss this topic later. Let's talk about this fairy's performance first." Surprisingly
, Long Chen didn't retort to the plump scholar, and even praised him, though it didn't quite sound like a compliment.
"Please, Brother Long, enlighten me!" The woman in yellow said, her voice still gentle, but clearly defiant.
Long Chen looked at the woman in yellow, a smile appearing at the corner of his mouth as he said, "Maybe my words are a bit harsh, but since you have invited me so kindly, I can only tell the truth. Good medicine tastes bitter, honest advice is hard to hear—there's nothing I can do."
As for Ledao, since I'm not a Lexiu, I can only comment and analyze from the listener's perspective.
The early pieces are flawless; your inserts, though flawless in timing, rhythm, and entry points, are technically impeccable.
But a latecomer is a latecomer—leading the crowd straight to the skies. While it can deliver a powerful sensory impact, after that impact comes a sense of disconnect with reality. "
Brother Long, do you mean that the flute shouldn't lead the climax?" The woman in yellow asked.
Long Chen shook his head and said, "You still don't understand what I mean. As the saying goes, a tree that can be embraced grows from a tiny tip; a nine-story platform begins from a pile of earth; a journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step."
You never took part in the burden of piling earth at first, so how could you sing loudly atop the nine-story platform? The burden of others and the fruits of many, yet one person picks them. It has no beginning and an end, which goes against the natural order. "
Brother Long, are you saying my sister stole others' achievements and picked peaches?" The woman in yellow's expression changed, and finally a trace of anger appeared in her eyes.
Long Chen looked silently at the woman in yellow, and she looked back at him coldly, saying, "The three armies have their commanders, and all spirits have their leaders. Isn't the leader at the front, but behind them?" Long
Chen's words were a bit too much. Not to mention a woman, even a man couldn't bear such criticism. He was insulting the woman in yellow for pretending to be aloof and trying to show off on others' efforts. It was basically calling her despicable and shameless.
"Why aren't you talking?"
Seeing Long Chen just look at her without speaking, the woman in yellow couldn't help but say.
"Not even calling him Brother Long anymore?" Long Chen smiled helplessly.
"Then I hope you, Brother Long, will continue to guide us." The woman in yellow said coldly, clearly determined to have a clear confrontation with Long Chen today.
"You're angry." Long Chen looked at the woman in yellow and said meaningfully.
The woman in yellow felt a chill in her heart. For cultivators who enjoy the Dao, excessive emotional fluctuations are a major taboo. Cultivating pleasure means cultivating the mind. If she gets angry, it means her cultivation is too shallow.
And what made her angry was because Long Chen's words hurt her, and the reason for hurting her was something deep inside, or rather, something deep in her soul causing trouble.
If she didn't have such selfishness, Long Chen's words would have been fleeting to her, without causing the slightest disturbance. And Long Chen's single line, "You're angry," revealed so many issues.
"Brother Long, please enlighten us!"
After speaking, the woman in yellow actually handed the flute to Long Chen. Long Chen was stunned: I'm good at bragging, but I don't know how to play the flute, damn it.