Method

When the fiery restlessness in his body gradually calmed down and Xia Ping 'an completely refined it, his body and mind regained their coolness. Only then did Xia Ping' an slowly open his eyes.

In front of him was a small bamboo house. Xia Ping 'an was sitting on a bamboo mat in the house. There were two elegant and quiet landscape paintings hanging in the house.

The sound of the zither drifted into his ears. It was like the sound of a stream in a valley, like thousands of jade beads falling on a jade plate. Just listening to it made one's heart calm down completely.

Xia Pingan lifted the curtain of the room and walked out. He saw Elder Jing, who was dressed in a green robe, sitting cross-legged at a table. He was playing the zither with a calm expression.