bullyxtreme Chapter 223 Burden
Chapter 223 Burden
After Dongjun left, Zhang Liang began his retreat and practice, integrating the insights he gained from traveling in the city during this period. No one dared to disturb him at this moment.
It's not that no one wants to visit, but since Zhang Liang set up the bewitching array in the room, anyone who approaches will be immediately sucked into the array and unconsciously choose to retreat. Of course, there are also people who try to force their way in, but they all know that in other places before, anyone who forced his way in was regarded as hostile by Zhang Liang and was dealt with on the spot. Now, of course, no one dares to take risks easily.
Yan Chunjun, who had originally planned to mobilize troops to surround Zhang Liang, also disappeared at this moment. Perhaps he was afraid, or perhaps he was dissuaded by others. In short, Zhang Liang remained in seclusion for three whole days.
Similarly, Feiyan also stayed in seclusion for three days, during which neither of them showed up. Zhang Liang was fine, at least people knew he was in the hotel, but Feiyan's disappearance at this time made Yan Dan anxious. He was not worried about Feiyan's safety, but about the possible problems with his plan.
For Yan Dan, Feiyan is indeed a protective barrier that can deter some forces and stabilize the Yin-Yang family. If the Yin-Yang family sends a cunning and experienced person to explore the secrets of the Blue Dragon Seven Stars in Yan State, it will be a big trouble for Yan Dan.
While Yan Dan was still worried about Feiyan's possible mishap, Zhang Liang had quietly left the inn and appeared in the city without any sound, and no one noticed his whereabouts.
It was night time, the city was brightly lit, Zhang Liang was walking in the night, passing through the busy streets, blending in with the crowd, but no one could see him. This was the result of him using the power of heaven and earth, guiding the energy of heaven and earth within a certain range, interfering with the vision of ordinary people, and this was also one of the gains of Zhang Liang's three-day retreat.
"If I want you to see, you can see. If I don't want you to see, there will be nothing in front of you!"
“This is the real urban myth!”
A smile appeared on Zhang Liang's lips. Even though he was only in the middle stage of Tongxuan cultivation, he could already perform some "urban myth" level methods in this world. He just hadn't condensed his primordial spirit yet.
"Little guy, what do you think, should we go and settle accounts with Yan Chunjun first, or should we go and visit Yan State's Feixue Pavilion first?" Zhang Liang chuckled and teased the little golden monkey on his shoulder, looking relaxed and at ease.
"Squeak!" The little golden monkey waved his little paws and called out loudly.
"Haha, you still remember that Yanchunjun is yours. You have a good memory!" Zhang Liang couldn't help but smile.
However, Zhang Liang continued to walk aimlessly, so that passers-by could not see or hear him, enjoying the feeling of being detached from the world, as if he was the only one who was awake. He did not deliberately chase after Yan Chunjun.
If the powerful minister Ji Wuye in Han still had some strength, with powerful subordinates and good martial arts, then Yan Chunjun of Yan relied entirely on the trust of the King of Yan to hold power, and he himself was an incompetent person. If he had not foolishly provoked Zhang Liang many times, Zhang Liang would not even bother to kill him and dirty his hands.
Of course, it’s good to use it as a spice during your cultivation journey.
As he walked, Zhang Liang's mind was calm, more like an urban practitioner who was detached from the world, with a rather independent demeanor.
Suddenly, a few flute sounds came to my ears, elegant and lively, beautiful and ethereal, as if they came from the sky, untainted by the mundane world, yet faintly carrying a hint of sadness. Listening carefully, one's heart was filled with sorrow, and one almost shed tears.
"It's a good song, but it's too sad and loses its beauty!"
Zhang Liang couldn't help but smile. Originally, Zhang Liang was proficient in music, and later, with Nongyu by his side, he devoted himself to studying it in case she had any problems with her practice, so he studied the way of music a little more.
There are thousands of ways to the same destination. With Zhang Liang's level, if he goes back to study the way of rhythm, although it is not as pure and profound as swordsmanship, he can easily get started.
However, Zhang Liang usually just used it as a diversion, occasionally playing with Nong Yu to add fun. But Zhang Liang's musical attainments have surpassed the level of most people in the world.
"I haven't played for a long time, but I feel like playing today!"
Zhang Liang smiled, and the long sword at his waist was instantly unsheathed. The crisp sound of the sword blended into the flute music at the right time, as if the sword sound was the accompaniment of the flute music.
Then, Zhang Liang plucked the sword strings lightly, using the long sword as an instrument, and the sound of the sword naturally merged into the flute music. The flute music was elegant and unworldly, but a little sad, while Zhang Liang's sword music was elegant and high-spirited, with a sense of freedom and transcendence, as if it was detached from the world, but also as if it was playing in the world, revealing a bit of tranquility.
To ordinary people, the two pieces played together without any sense of disobedience, as if they were made for each other. However, in fact, Zhang Liang and the flute player discussed philosophy and made friends through music, and had several exchanges.
Finally, the song ends.
Zhang Liang sighed softly: "The one who can play such a spiritual, extraordinary and somewhat sad song must be the Snow Girl. She is also a woman with an unfortunate fate. She was born in troubled times, and her peerless beauty has become a burden to her!"