Chapter 335
The Shy Qin
The matter in the Funiu Mountains had come to an end, but Zhou Sheng did not immediately return home with Yao Taifeng. Instead, they toured the Qinling Mountains together and visited various famous opera houses to listen to Qinqiang opera.
Both of them are passionate about opera. After each performance, they would exchange their thoughts and insights. Of course, they would sometimes disagree, so they would set up a competition to see who was better in singing, reciting, acting, and fighting.
Unbeknownst to them, the two incorporated the majestic, profound, desolate, and tragic spirit of Qinqiang opera into their own singing styles, and both benefited greatly from it.
Of course, because they are a man and a woman alone, and they are in their youth, sometimes a perfectly good exchange of opera techniques can suddenly change its flavor, turning from one kind of exchange into another.
But regardless of the method, Zhou Sheng won more often than he lost.
After another sparring session, Zhou Sheng was thoroughly satisfied, while Feng Dajia was exhausted and limp as a rag doll, already fast asleep.
He sat up cross-legged, his broad, sturdy back covered in red marks from his fingernails.
It should be noted that even without activating the zombie technique, he had already unlocked the secrets of his physical body. If he stood still and let ordinary people slash him with swords, it would be difficult to leave even a single red mark.
This demonstrates the intensity of the competition.
Zhou Sheng silently circulated his inner energy to regulate his breathing, and a faint golden light of Buddhist magic emanated from his body, while a pure and clear Zen-like quality naturally arose between his brows and eyes.
Beside him stood a stunningly beautiful woman with flawless skin and an alluring figure, yet he remained as serene and composed as an old monk in meditation.
Immediately afterwards, the red marks left by his fingernails disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the Buddha's light spread across his entire body like gold foil, conveying not only an indestructible sense but also an indescribable vitality.
The Medicine Buddha's Lapis Lazuli Golden Body!
Since acquiring this inheritance, Zhou Sheng has been constantly studying and practicing it, seizing every spare moment to cultivate, and the results have naturally been quite remarkable.
The fact that he was able to fight so fiercely and powerfully is also largely due to the Golden Body.
I wonder if Master Cibei knew that Zhou Sheng was using the Yaofo Temple's secret techniques for such a thing, would he be so angry that he would pick up his staff and come to subdue the demon?
After cultivating for about an hour, Zhou Sheng dispersed his golden body, summoned the Pure Yang Divine Sword, gently stroked the blade, and carefully pondered and comprehended its pure sword intent.
The essence of swordsmanship lies in the word "comprehension".
Since the old man of Niushan said that this sword is the most profound sword manual in the world, containing the sword way of Lu Zu, then Zhou Sheng will never slack off.
Although there has been little progress, if one day is not enough, then a month; if a month is not enough, then a year; if a year is not enough, then a lifetime.
Once he sets his mind on something, he will dedicate himself to completing it without regard to the cost.
After this realization, countless hours had passed.
Until a hand quietly climbed onto Zhou Sheng's skin, he felt a soft, hot body hugging him from behind, with fragrant hair falling on his shoulders.
A voice whispered in his ear, clear and articulate, yet subtly seductive.
"Is a sword as good-looking as me?"
Zhou Sheng suddenly opened his eyes, and without hesitation drove away the Pure Yang Divine Sword that was reluctant to part with him, and turned around to draw the curtains by the bed.
A beauty as fine as jade, a sword as sharp as a rainbow.
What he didn't notice was that just when everything was going smoothly and in full swing, a beautiful and ethereal figure, dressed in flowing white robes like a fairy, suddenly appeared.
"Teacher, Xiao Feng, I'm finally fully awake—"
The sound stopped abruptly, and Jinse's clear, glassy eyes rippled violently as she stared blankly at the clothes scattered on the floor and the extremely shameful scene inside the thin gauze bed curtains.
In an instant, her snow-white skin seemed to be burned, and her pure white soul seemed to have undergone a tremendous shock.
Jinse was a spirit of the guqin, with an elegant and refined appearance, like the pure white snow of spring. Even though she had been to brothels, she had only heard the sound of the guqin and had never witnessed such a thing with her own eyes.
An unprecedented shock and impact left her standing there like a statue. Despite feeling extremely ashamed, she couldn't help but keep her gaze fixed on the spot.
A slight ripple suddenly appeared in the clear and tranquil lake of my heart.
For some reason, images began to pop into her mind uncontrollably.
That was when she was about to be corroded and dissolved in the dragon's stomach, Zhou Sheng descended like a god, picked her up by the waist, and then, wielding a knife in one hand, fought his way out of the predicament. That was in the Immortal Stone Cave, when Zhou Sheng closed his eyes and, to save her life, used his fingers as a brush to open up the meridians throughout her body. As his fingertips traveled through all the vital points, the strange tingling sensation made her involuntarily tense up.
Jinse stared blankly at the absurd scene before her, and suddenly felt that tingling sensation spreading from the picture.
She was jolted awake by a soft exclamation.
Who's there?
Boom!
Jinse felt as if struck by lightning, and almost instinctively flew back into the guqin, never daring to transform into human form again.
……
A moment later, Zhou Sheng and Yao Tai Feng, who were already dressed, examined the Jiao Wei Guqin.
"Jinse, are you awake?"
The guqin is silent, like an ancient object sealed for thousands of years.
"Is he still awake? But why does this guqin seem... to have changed color?"
Zhou Sheng looked at the guqin with a strange expression and found that the originally gray-black guqin had turned somewhat reddish-brown.
Yao Taifeng reached out and touched it, specifically choosing the scorched tail.
The guqin remained motionless, but with a smile in her eyes, she rubbed her fingertips and said, "Why is it so hot? Was this guqin just heated by a fire?"
As she spoke, she reached out and casually flicked the strings a few times.
The music was no longer as ethereal as before, and was even somewhat out of tune.
Now they both knew what had just happened.
Zhou Sheng's lips twitched, feeling extremely uneasy. It was absurd that he, as the master, was so embarrassed and even ashamed in front of his own natal magic weapon.
Yao Tai Feng glared at him fiercely.
Zhou Sheng glared back without holding back.
The meaning is obvious: who would have thought that Jinse, who had been asleep for many days, would wake up at this very moment and stumble upon the scene?
Besides, he was originally practicing swordsmanship when someone challenged him to a duel.
Yao Tai Feng reached out and pinched his waist, then said, "You go out first, Jinse and I need to talk alone."
Zhou Sheng coughed, said nothing, and fled the room as if escaping.
The bright moon hung high outside, and the night was cool and still, which finally gave him a slight sense of relief.
This whole thing is really embarrassing.
However, it was also his fault. He was too immersed and engrossed in his work that he didn't even notice his natal magic weapon awakening. Now, upon careful reflection, he suddenly realized something was amiss.
It seems like Jinse woke up a quarter of an hour ago.
Then why didn't she speak or leave?
Instead, they stood there and stared for a long time?
Snapped!
Just as he was pondering this, the door suddenly opened, and Yao Taifeng came out, angrily shoving the guqin into Zhou Sheng's hands.
The strings trembled slightly.
"This girl is impossible to communicate with; she's determined not to come out and see me!"
"Go and coax your own instrument!" (End of Chapter)