CHAPTER 639: CHAPTER 638: A SONG OF THE GREAT PATH

Who is Suan Sansheng, that he managed to obtain such an object and even bring it before Lin Hao at this moment!

Yet at this moment, Suan Sansheng was also looking at Lin Hao!

Clearly, Suan Sansheng knew that Lin Hao would recognize this ancient zither.

The zither of Marquis of Wind, the four characters on it are ancient Earth’s mosquitoes.

A person like Suan Sansheng, surely had already investigated and knew that this item was related to Earth.

Now bringing it out, it’s unclear what intentions he harbors.

"Hurry up, don’t delay the time, we’re all waiting to hear your great piece, we really want to see how good your song can be today."

Li Ge, seeing the looks exchanged between Lin Hao and Suan Sansheng while they dawdled, immediately understood that Lin Hao didn’t know how to play the zither!

This is a great opportunity, he must make Lin Hao lose face in front of so many people, especially in front of Annie!

"Hurry up, to be honest, I’m also very eager to hear how good your music is." Suan Sansheng saw the meaning in Lin Hao’s eyes, but he did not plan to speak; instead, he followed with urging Lin Hao.

Lin Hao also no longer brought it up; after all, there would be other chances to ask.

But why would this zither of Fei Lian from the Marquis of Wind appear in the Upper Realm, and why is there only a zither with no person?

One must know that for many years, ever since Earth’s people started practicing again, nearly no Earthling in the Upper Realm Plane has managed to cultivate to the level of Emperor, and if there were any, they never showed themselves.

Lin Hao’s mind was heavy, and quietly, he struck a string.

"Ding!!!"

The sound of the zither was lingering, filled with the power of a great path, Lin Hao’s eyes brightened, feeling the extraordinariness of this zither.

This is not just a simple zither, but a magic artifact!

A magic artifact activated by the true Qi of Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism!

Could it be, that millennia ago, the mythological powers of ancient Huaxia on Earth were directly cultivating True Qi, directly entering into Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism, rather than any Upper Realm, Divine World, or Eternal Life Realm?

Lin Hao was excited, pondering.

"If you can’t do it, don’t waste everyone’s time, just admit defeat honestly, and perform a strip dance for us right here."

Li Ge watched Lin Hao not knowing what he was doing and started urging again.

Lin Hao glanced at Li Ge, the corners of his mouth slightly lifted.

This ancient zither, he wasn’t very skilled at, but after all, it was just music, which wasn’t too difficult for him.

Then, Lin Hao’s hands moved in unison, the strings sighed.

A music resembling the sacred tunes of Heavenly Immortals smoothly flowed among the crowd.

As the music started, everyone’s eyes brightened.

It felt grand, yet powerful.

Although the first few tones were not played well, someone like Li Ge wouldn’t notice.

After a brief discordance, Lin Hao grasped the essence within it and began to play.

The music was leisurely and very pleasing to the ears.

As soon as the ancient zither sounded, the whole universe seemed to quiet down.

Within the sound of the zither was a tone of the great path, other than the originally beautiful musical melody, this sound of the path had even more allure for one to immerse in it.

Borrow another five hundred years from the heaven!

This is also considered an old song on Earth.

But, Lin Hao likes it!

How many cultivators, for longevity, defied heaven and cultivated for enlightenment.

How many cultivators spent their whole lives, sacrificing countless things, only to reach the peak of longevity, yet unable to breakthrough the cultivation barriers, ultimately unable to defy Plane Law and succumbing to death.

For countless cultivators who fell midway, this song, simply sings out their mindset, their ultimate cry!

"Along the fluctuating mountains and rivers, the gentle curves!

Releasing horses into the heart of Huaxia, loving both the North Country and Jiangnan.

Facing the icy blades and snowy swords! Accompanied by the affectionate storm!

Cherishing the golden years bestowed upon me by the heavens.

Living with integrity and bravery, unafraid of hardship,

Year after year, the passion remains unchanged!

...

For this song, as a cultivator of two lifetimes, Lin Hao also had his insights. He sang slowly, the melody flowing. As soon as he began, everyone on the Gobi was immersed in the heroic rhythm of the music.

Although the common language of the Upper Realm greatly differs from Earth’s, fortunately, the differences aren’t too grand. Lin Hao, after tweaking a bit, managed to preserve the original flavor in his singing.

Before even half the song was sung, people in the trading caravan stopped their tasks, turning around and looking in this direction.

Although they were tradespeople, they were first and foremost cultivators.

Who doesn’t want to Ascend to God?

Who doesn’t want to pursue eternal life?

But, there isn’t enough time.

These people, either lacking in talent or for some other reasons, are destined not to become a Supreme Emperor, to ascend to the Divine World in this lifetime.

Not becoming an Emperor, a cultivator in the Upper Realm Plane, could at most live for only five hundred years.

Five hundred years is too brief, given the immense population of the Upper Realm Plane, the number of cultivators ascending to the Divine World each year is extremely small.

Gradually, everyone was captivated by Lin Hao’s singing, and they couldn’t help but walk over, slowly forming a large circle around him.

"Watch the resounding iron hooves! Traversing thousands of miles of rivers and mountains!

I stand at the forefront of the winds and waves, grasping the rotation of the sun and moon!

Wishing for a peaceful and blissful human world.

I really want to live another five hundred years!"

Lin Hao sang with increasing enthusiasm, his hands moving as if flying, and Marquis of Wind’s Zither was played almost divinely, the sounds of the Great Path emanating through the strings immersed everyone in the music.

They seemed to hear something profound from the singing and the zither music.

As the song ended, everything was quiet.

Only the sound of the zither and Lin Hao’s singing echoed between neighboring Bald Mountain.

The lingering sound surrounds the heavens, resounding for a long time!

With a severe and shocked face, Shen Fei was astonished.

He seemed to comprehend something from the zither music played by Lin Hao, the sounds carrying cultivation techniques, cultivation insights.

Without time to think further, he threw his cup aside and immediately sat cross-legged, leveraging the profound meaning from the zither music to start cultivating!

Then, around the trading caravan, other experts heard the extraordinary zither music. They were tremendously shocked; the music seemed to stimulate the Primordial Qi within their bodies, letting them grasp the essence of cultivation.

Following suit, one after another, the experts from the trading house began sitting cross-legged, using that profound and mystical state to start cultivating.

However, those with lesser cultivation and poorer aptitude only felt their spirits lifted by the zither music, their blood boiling with the song, just looking admiringly at Lin Hao.

They had never heard such a style, such passionately boundless song!

"Another five hundred years from heaven?" Shen Fei’s cheeks trembled, lost in the music unable to extricate himself.

Annie looked up in admiration, her cheeks flushed, gazing at Lin Hao, eyes sparkling with countless tiny stars!

So mystical, so beautiful!

To think there exists such heart-stirring music in the world, such passionately boundless voice of a Great Emperor!

Indeed, it was the voice of a Great Emperor!

Only an Emperor could sing out such music!

"Thump!"

Li Ge foolishly watched Lin Hao, as if struck by lightning, eventually sitting down on the ground, completely unaware even as his rear scraped against stones.