Qin Qin: Master, I've Understood

"What small goal?"

Qin Qin looked at Chu Feng and subconsciously asked him a question.

Chu Feng smiled and said, "For example, when your senior brother returns, break through to the True Fate Realm and give them a big surprise."

"May I?"

It would be a lie to say that Qin Qin wasn't envious as she watched her senior and second senior brothers spar these past few days.

However, given her talent and comprehension, it would be difficult for her to catch up with her two senior brothers.

"Of course, you just need to try a little harder."

Chu Feng paused for a moment. "Your current spells and methods of combat are far too limited. Apart from your heterochromatic eyes, you don't have many ways to fight."

Qin Qin's eyes lit up upon hearing this. "Master, are you going to teach me a new cultivation technique?"

Chu Feng shook his head and started to bluff. "I just want to help you open up your mind about cultivation."

To become a powerful figure, a single technique is not enough; throughout history, every top expert has employed countless methods.

Most importantly, their methods and the techniques they practice complement each other, achieving a synergistic effect greater than the sum of its parts.

The reason your cultivation is so slow is that you've been here with me for several months and have only just broken through to a minor realm.

Firstly, the techniques you practiced before weren't strong enough; secondly, you haven't fully realized your potential.

"What should this disciple do?"

Qin Qin looked on with anticipation. She had recently noticed that her cultivation speed was indeed somewhat slower compared to her two senior brothers.

Chu Feng asked, "What do you like to do most in your spare time?"

Without hesitation, Qin Qin said, "Play the zither."

Chu Feng said, "From now on, besides cultivating, you will use the zither for spiritual practice. Infuse your divine consciousness into the music, connect with heaven and earth through the music, and comprehend the Great Dao of Nature through the music."

"Is... is this okay?"

Qin Qin can be considered a master of the zither, after all, her Zither Dream Technique has immersed many people in beautiful dreams.

Please wait a moment.

As Chu Feng spoke, he went to the side courtyard and took out an ancient zither, a treasure left behind by a senior from the Miscellaneous Dao Institute.

My cheap teacher had boasted to me about how amazing this instrument was.

Chu Feng simply assumed his master was bluffing and didn't remember the origin of the zither.

But when Qin Qin saw the ancient zither, she froze on the spot. If she wasn't mistaken, this... this zither was a sacred object, said to belong to the Zither Saint. How could it be in her master's hands?

"Master, where did you get this zither?"

Chu Feng smiled and said, "This zither belonged to an elder of our Miscellaneous Dao Institute. It's been gathering dust in the treasure vault for a while now. I used to take it out and play a tune from time to time."

"..."

Qin Qin looked shocked; she was tired of saying the word "envy."

"Let's go, Master will take you to a nice place to play the zither."

Seeing his disciple's shocked expression, Chu Feng quickly brought him back to reality.

"Good."

Qin Qin was very curious and puzzled as to why her master needed to choose a place to play the zither.

Soon the two arrived at the waterfall on the back mountain.

Looking down from here, the view is incredibly breathtaking; someone with a fear of heights would probably feel their legs go weak at this point.

Chu Feng sat by the cliff and began to pluck the strings of his zither in front of the waterfall.

As a man who was proficient in all the arts, he slowly closed his eyes.

The moment his hands touched the strings, he became completely immersed in the music.

Thump... thump... thump...

High Mountains and Flowing Water, the Qin Yin of a zither; the babbling brook.

As soon as the music began, all was silent; it seemed as if only the melodious sound of the zither remained in this world.

Qin Qin was completely stunned. She knew that her master understood the zither.

But I never expected my master's zither skills to be so terrifying.

This scene before me is something that only appears when a true master of the koto plays.

After a brief moment of shock, Qin Qin sat cross-legged, closed her eyes, and focused on the music, trying to glean some insight from it.

The next second, Qin Qin was shocked to find that even though she had closed her eyes, she could still see her master playing the zither.

Unlike the world she saw with her naked eye, she heard the sound of a piano.

The master's music had merged into the heavens and earth, and the sound of the stream and the wind rippled with the music.

It seemed that as long as the master stopped what he was doing, the waterfall would freeze and the wind would dissipate.

Is this Master's true power?

What is Master trying to tell me?

As she listened to the music, she also tried to understand what kind of cultivation method her master wanted to impart to her through this piece.

The song ended.

The lingering melody resonated, attracting hundreds of birds to sing, and fish in the water kept leaping out of the surface, as if asking Chu Feng to play another song.

Chu Feng removed his hands from the zither and stretched.

This "High Mountains and Flowing Water" is indeed a famous piece from a past life. After the song ended, I felt completely relaxed.

He turned his gaze to Qin Qin, who was still in meditation. He decided not to disturb her and quietly waited for her to wake up.

After a long while.

Qin Qin suddenly opened her eyes and said with a joyful expression, "Master, I understand."

Wow, so fast!

Chu Feng paused for a moment. It seemed his persuasion had worked. He wondered what the little girl had figured out.

He said in a serious tone, "Not bad, it wasn't in vain that I specially instructed you."

Qin Qin's lips curved slightly upward, revealing two Qianqian dimples.

"Thank you, Master, for pointing out the direction of my cultivation."

"Then I won't disturb your cultivation any longer."

After finishing his sentence, Chu Feng returned to his villa, clutching his guqin.

Qin Qin returned to her courtyard and found her zither. These days, she had rarely played the zither because she was focused on cultivation.

It's fine when I'm with my master and senior brothers, but when I'm alone, I always feel a strange sense of loneliness.

It was precisely because of this sense of loneliness that her cultivation was hindered, preventing her from reaching the state of clear mind and insight.

She first played a tune on the zither to express her emotions before beginning her daily practice.

After that day.

Melodious zither music often drifted from the Miscellaneous Dao Institute.

Sometimes the music expresses the speaker's inner turmoil, sometimes it vents their hatred, and of course, there are also moments of joy.

Listening to the music, Chu Feng murmured, "I never thought I'd become a tree hollow one day. Qin'er, that little girl, suffered so much in the past."

The sound of the zither continued that night as Qin Qin played and practiced her skills.

She tried to integrate her divine sense into the music, just like her master had done, in order to temper her divine sense, and she also tried to use the music as a weapon.

Thump!

As the music began, a smooth cut was made in a stone the size of a bowl on the ground.

Qin Qin continued plucking the strings.

After a long while, Qin Qin felt that the things that had been weighing on her heart had been swept away.

She slowly removed her blindfold, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and then a slight smile appeared on her lips.

You've achieved perfect insight!