“If you hadn’t played the music then I wouldn’t have come here. If you hadn’t played the music to help me then I wouldn’t have broken through to the next Ling Qi layer. Teacher, thank you so much.” said Lin Feng honestly and wholeheartedly while smiling.
The teacher slightly nodded then smiled and said: “Alright, I am happy that I could help.”
Lin Feng had a warm smile on his face and said: “Teacher, last time, you said that you would teach me how to play the zither, can you teach me now?”
The teacher looked at Lin Feng and said: “Are you not afraid of wasting your cultivation time? Shouldn’t you be improving your cultivation level right now?”
“Improving my state of mind is part of cultivation training.” said Lin Feng while smiling. The teacher was pleasantly surprised and was nodding his head with a smile.
“Since you want to learn how to play the zither, I will teach you.” replied the teacher. “Whenever you have time, feel free to come here and I will teach you. Today, I just want you to listen. You must listen to others first before you can learn how to play for yourself.”
“Alright.” said Lin Feng. Listening to the zither helped him improve his cultivation and it was pleasant to listen to, there was no reason to refuse.
The teacher once again started playing the zither. Lin Feng and Meng Qing sat down next to each other under a peach tree and listened to him play.
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In Lin Feng’s room, a few people had gathered. Lin Feng, Liu Fei, Han Man and Po Jun.
Lin Feng looked at Han Man and Po Jun and said: “Are you guys sure?”
“Yes, Lin Feng, big brother, I am sure.” said Han Man while nodding his head. He was wearing a golden mask to cover the slave mark on his face.
These slave marks that were carved into their faces would most likely be there forever… but if they managed to reach a higher cultivation level then they would possibly be able to remove them. This is why Han Man and Po Jun were eager to become stronger as quickly as possible. Who could live with the shame of having such a mark on their face forever?
“Lin Feng, big brother, I’m sure too.” said Po Jun. They were both older than Lin Feng but they still called him “big brother” as a sign of respect. Lin Feng wasn’t going to contradict them either. They were both two years older than him, it wasn’t that large of a gap. It would be very different if they were much older than him.
“Alright, I will not try to prevent you from doing It.” said Lin Feng while looking solemn and nodding. He then looked at Liu Fei and said: “Fei Fei, sorry for bothering you, could you write the letter and give it to them please?”