Sword Venerable Ling Tian

The fireworks were easy to cool, this song was originally a song with an abyss within it, the song was sad and beautiful, the moment Ling Tian's zither music was released, it instantly stirred up everyone's hearts.    

    

The Crown Prince, who had raised this question, was especially lost in the music. His eyes were glazed over.    

    

Inside the palace, although the expressions of Cui Yan and the people from the Manager Li had changed, they were still able to maintain their composure. However, Li Qingcheng's expression changed greatly as traces of sorrow surfaced on his face.    

    

Outside the hall, all the Guard s had different expressions, but none of them escaped the effects of Ling Tian's zither.    

    

Li An who was drawing forced himself to escape from the sound of Ling Tian's zither, using the Yuan Qi to shut off his own hearing, so that he could concentrate on drawing.    

    

As for Cui Chenxiang, who was standing in the center of the palace, he was immediately surrounded by the sound of the zither.    

    

She stretched out her graceful and long body, looking like a peony flower that was blooming on a dilapidated city wall. The fragrant wind was gentle and warm, filling the hall that was already being blown by the light rain and cool wind.    

    

In the air above the great hall, the wind gradually picked up as a gigantic city Shadow slowly emerged, and a pink flower bud appeared in the air above the great hall at the same time.    

    

By being able to do so easily, it became a phenomenon.    

    

No one knew when Ling Tian's zither music stopped.    

    

Only after the sound had lingered around them for a long time did they finally recover from their infatuation.    

    

At this time, the phenomenon in the hall had disappeared, and Ling Tian had already retracted his zither, but Cui Chenxiang was still kneeling inside the hall, her entire body shivering, and she was unable to stand up.    

    

In the entire Main Palace, Cui Chenxiang was even more immersed in things than the crown prince.    

    

She didn't know what kind of dance she had danced. From start to finish, she had danced along with her heart. Even now, she still couldn't extricate herself from her emotions.    

    

As a Martial Cultivator, Cui Chenxiang had lost herself ?    

    

"Agarwood!"    

    

Above the great hall, the Crown Princess flew downwards. With a tender shout, she shook the entire great hall, and then, abruptly slammed her palm on Cui Chenxiang's back, dispersing the remaining sound lingering around her body. Only then did Cui Chenxiang wake up.    

    

"Chen Xiang, you're so obsessed ?"    

    

Crown Princess helped Cui Chenxiang up, but the latter was already paralyzed and could not stand on her own for a moment.    

    

But on Cui Chenxiang's face, there was still a smile, and she said weakly: "Crown Princess, that tune, it was really nice to listen to ?"    

    

"You idiot ?"    

    

Cui Guoer shook her head helplessly, and got the maid to help Cui Chenxiang to sit down.    

    

And at this time, Li An who had his hearing turned off, was also done drawing.    

    

Ling Tian took a glance and realised that what Li An had drawn was pretty much what he had imagined. It was a scene of someone looking at the city walls in the distance.    

    

The painting technique was quite good. It was vivid and lifelike. The layout was also very good and had a good mood.    

    

The so called painting can communicate with the gods, the word can manifest the meaning.    

    

When people saw this painting, it would affect their minds, but they had not reached the Spirit Realm yet.    

    

Needless to say, it was on par with Ling Tian's zither music and Cui Chenxiang's Shocking Rainbow.    

    

However, Li An stood there with the brush, and did not complete the question even after a long time.    

    

In the end, Li An shook his head and sighed as he left the table.    

    

"Why?"    

    

Manager Li looked at Li An who had retreated and asked with a frown.    

    

"Foster father, your child's heart is in chaos! He had no idea where the Crown Prince's essence was and what he was referring to. "Therefore, I am unable to complete the question ?"    

    

Li An was also extremely vexed.    

    

His drawing had almost been completed, but he was still a little bit short of being able to communicate with his spirit.    

    

He knew that even if he dropped the question, it would still not work.    

    

But then again, when Ling Tian's and Cui Chenxiang's performance stirred the strange phenomena in the heaven and earth, he had already lost his will to win.    

    

The Crown Prince got down from the throne and stood in front of the table. He looked at it and nodded.    

    

"Needless to say, Li An's painting does indeed live up to its reputation. No wonder you can be seen working in all the big poetry societies in Chang An."    

    

The Crown Prince thought for a while and continued, "That's right. Your painting is missing something."    

    

As he spoke, the Crown Prince picked up the brush from the table and stood up to draw the spirit ink on the paper once more.    

    

The crowd looked at each other in dismay. They didn't expect the crown prince to step down himself.    

    

But although they were surprised, Ling Tian and the rest still surrounded him.    

    

After looking for a moment, Ling Tian's heart shivered.    

    

This crown prince was definitely not a mortal!    

    

Ling Tian thought in his heart.    

    

Although the crown prince looked ordinary, his cultivation was also average.    

    

However, the carefree manner in which he was strolling in the streets and the imposing aura he exuded, showed the arrogance and sharpness concealed beneath the ordinary appearance of the crown prince.    

    

With just a few strokes from the Crown Prince, the painting started to shine. The crowd could even feel the wind blowing and the rain falling. They couldn't even tell if it was the rain inside the painting or outside the hall!    

    

This painting had actually become a god!    

    

Ling Tian focused, and shockingly discovered that the crown prince had first added a tree that was swaying in the wind to the wall painted on, then a Military general dressed in mottled Battle armor sat down cross-legged underneath the tree, looking at the wall in the distance. On his knees was a zither, as if he was sighing deeply.    

    

But at this time, the Crown Prince glanced at Ling Tian, and the latter immediately understood what was going on.    

    

The crown prince's brush flew as he finished sketching out the zither. Then, he used a faint red ink to draw an illusory image of a dancing beauty on the distant city wall ?    

    

The moment the brush landed, the entire hall was illuminated by the dense glow of the painting.    

    

They could see the smoke and the cool breeze on the city wall, they could see the beautiful figure dancing, the Military general playing the zither, they could even hear the long sigh in the wind, and the endless zither music ?    

    

"Just a bit more. How am I going to answer this question?"    

    

However, the Crown Prince seemed to have stopped right at the end.    

    

"Your Highness, I'll try ?"    

    

Just then, Ling Tian walked forward, picked up a brush, dipped it in spirit ink, and started writing.    

    

"Ling Tian, you dare!"    

    

Manager Li and Li An were anxious. He and the crown prince had created this painting together, if it was released, the reputation of the painting would definitely go up, how could they allow Ling Tian to destroy it like this?    

    

They refused to believe that Ling Tian was an expert in painting!    

    

This was simply nonsense!    

    

Even the Crown Princess and Cui Chenxiang frowned.    

    

It was true that Ling Tian's zither arts were superb, but his calligraphy was ?    

    

Amongst everyone here, Li Qingcheng was probably the calmest. Perhaps others did not know, but he did know that Ling Tian's poem and calligraphy made Chen Xuanling feel impressed.    

    

The crown prince was the same, the moment Ling Tian started writing, he knew that Ling Tian was not messing around, and with a wave of his hand, he sealed Manager Li's mouth.    

    

Ling Tian abandoned his spirit and immediately wrote in the concept of words.    

    

Rain was pouring down, and the old valley was covered with deep vegetation.    

    

I have heard that you are still guarding the lonely city.    

    

The sound of the zither from the outskirts of the city gradually sank into the flames.    

    

It was us.