Chapter 667: Apprentice? You better not waste his talent!

"It turns out that the girl is a disciple of Leshan!"

Taoist Xuanqing was relieved when he heard this. Leshan is one of the best cultivation sects in Daxia. Unlike most of the cultivators, they are musicians and do not seem to be the lackeys of the Prime Minister's Mansion. However, he still did not dare to be careless and said:
"They are my family, they are not here to burn incense!"

He is Wang Ping'an's master, so it is not outrageous to say that Liu Dongzhu's family is their family.

"So that's it!"

Feng Yanrong nodded, not caring too much. It was very common for cultivators to marry and have children. Many of their brothers and sisters in Leshan had practiced hard but to no avail. They probably knew that their path of cultivation had come to an end, so they would leave Leshan, get married and have children to carry on their family line. Liu Dongzhu and Taoist Xuanqing were not of the same age, so they thought she was his daughter-in-law or granddaughter-in-law. She did not care too much and said:

"This time I came..."

Just when Feng Yanrong was about to alert the enemy and tell Taoist Xuanqing the purpose of her coming here in detail to see if it was as she guessed, that the paper figures of Zhu Xing's guards who had gone on a killing spree outside Liangshui Town not long ago were secretly controlled by Taoist Xuanqing.

Before she could finish her words, a one or two-year-old child who had originally run over from the Taoist temple hall ran up to her and suddenly took from her waist - no, to be precise, snatched a jade flute.

“Stop!”, “Stop!”, “Stop!”

Three different shouts were heard, coming from Feng Yanrong, Taoist Xuanqing and Liu Dongzhu. Wang Lin, who had originally followed, was persuaded to go back by Liu Dongzhu. Apart from Feng Yanrong who stopped her mount from attacking Wang Ping'an who had suddenly snatched her things, Taoist Xuanqing and Liu Dongzhu shouted at Wang Ping'an.

"Ping An, how could you steal someone else's things? Return the things to this sister!"

Liu Dongzhu shouted hurriedly, knowing that her own Ping'an might not understand what she said, so she stretched out her hand, ready to take the jade flute from Wang Ping'an's hand, but she saw Wang Ping'an dodged her palm, and just as he had distanced himself from her, he suddenly started to play the flute. The sound was sad, as if a loved one had passed away, and there was a conflict of tears.

For some reason, Liu Dongzhu felt that the sound of the flute played by his own Ping'an was very familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere.

“How could it be?”, “How could it be?”

Taoist Master Xuanqing and Feng Yanrong exclaimed in unison and looked up at Wang Ping'an, who was playing and playing the jade flute. The sound of the flute brought people to tears. Their faces were full of horror. However, compared to Feng Yanrong, Taoist Master Xuanqing was much better, because he had seen the extraordinary power of Wang Ping'an.

And not just once!
It’s not too outrageous that Wang Ping’an can play the jade flute!

At this time.

Finally he understood why Wang Ping'an had snatched the jade flute from Feng Yanrong's waist. It was obvious that this boy's innate Taoist body had played a role. Not long ago, he had secretly learned funeral music at Le Wenmao's funeral. No wonder this little bastard jumped off his chair and ran to the side of the opera troupe at that time.

It turned out that he was curious about funeral music and ran over to learn it secretly!

To say it's outrageous... Compared to this kid who relied on his innate Taoist body to secretly learn magic spells and was able to cast them unconsciously, now he secretly learned funeral music, which is a very common thing.

"Madam, don't stop this child. Just let him finish playing this sad song!"

Feng Yanrong saw Liu Dongzhu trying to snatch the jade flute from Wang Pingan, and quickly spoke to stop him. Then she looked at Wang Pingan with a fiery face, as if she saw an unparalleled beauty - no, it should be said that she saw an unparalleled handsome man. She suppressed the restlessness in her heart and said:
"Master, I wonder who this child is to you?"

"Funeral music?" When Liu Dongzhu heard Feng Yanrong's words, she subconsciously stopped trying to snatch Wang Pingan's jade flute. When Wang Pingan blew the jade flute, she felt very sad listening to the sound of the flute. She didn't want to snatch the jade flute and wanted to let Wang Pingan play it. But she also knew that the jade flute belonged to Feng Yanrong, and she could tell at a glance that it was very precious.

She was afraid that her family's Ping'an would dirty or even damage it, and her family could not afford to compensate, so she planned to continue to snatch Wang Ping'an's jade flute and return it to Feng Yanrong.

If her son Ping'an liked the jade flute, she could not afford it. But she was willing to buy an ordinary flute for her son Ping'an to play with.

How to know.

Feng Yanrong actually stopped her from snatching the jade flute played by her son Ping'an. It seemed that this fairy-like girl was knowledgeable and knew how powerful her son Ping'an was. She could hear the extraordinary sound of the flute played by her son Ping'an.

It's not just a casual boast!

She was very happy, but she didn't have to be happy for too long, because she never expected that Ping An in her family would play funeral music.

"How can this child play mourning music? No one has ever taught him. Could it be that he learned it secretly at his uncle's funeral?"

Liu Dongzhu fell into speculation.

"Dongzhu, Ping'an must have just learned it secretly. You don't know that at Le Wenmao's funeral, this kid stood next to the opera troupe for a long time. I originally thought that this kid was just curious, but now it seems that this kid might have been learning it secretly!"

Taoist Xuanqing snorted, but if you look closely, you can still see the joy in his eyes that is hard to conceal. Then he replied to Feng Yanrong: "Feng Daoyou, this child is my disciple!"

How could he not see from the way Feng Yanrong looked at his Jia Ping'an with a fiery face that Feng Yanrong had wanted to take him in as a disciple ever since his Jia Ping'an played the funeral music? Even if she did not have the ability or qualifications to do so at the moment, she could take in a disciple on behalf of her master and bring his Jia Ping'an back to Leshan.

Even though he was not a musician, he could clearly hear the unusualness of the funeral music played by Wang Ping'an on the jade flute. Given Feng Yanrong's identity, she was from Leshan and was most likely a serious musician. She would definitely be able to hear the power of the funeral music played by Wang Ping'an.

It's normal to have a love for talent!

At first.

He knew that his Ping An was a congenital Taoist body, so didn't he have the idea of ​​taking him as his disciple?
"So he is Daoyou's apprentice!"

The fiery look on Feng Yanrong's face subsided a little, but it didn't disappear completely. As Taoist Xuanqing guessed, she was attracted by the talent, but she didn't think of accepting him as a disciple herself. She wanted to bring him to Leshan to see which elder would like him and give him a better opportunity for development. But she didn't expect that the child would actually have a master. She said:
"I don't know what your name is, and which immortal mountain do you practice in?"

Stealing someone else's disciple is very rude and would easily make people laugh if it got out. However, with Wang Ping'an's talent, she was a serious musician, so how could she not hear it? The power of the funeral music played by Wang Ping'an showed that Wang Ping'an was extremely talented.

Not to mention that Wang Ping'an was only a one or two-year-old child who was still ignorant. Even a five or six-year-old child, under the guidance of a famous teacher, might not be able to play a mere funeral song to such a level.

Even she had the conflict of wanting to cry over the death of a loved one!
A talented person like Wang Ping'an was born to be a musician. Practicing with Taoist Master Xuanqing was a complete waste of talent. She could not and would not allow such a talented musician to be wasted and lost among the crowd. Even if she was laughed at, she would bring Wang Ping'an to Leshan to practice.

(End of this chapter)