Zither Young Master
Editor: JayC
A sound of a zither suddenly resounded out, it was like a scene of lofty mountains and flowing water, causing one to be refreshed in spirit.
Duan Ling Tian glanced over, he saw the Dark Roc had its wings opened wide and its back was like flat ground, a young man in white robes inlaid with silver sat there cross-legged, and was plucking his zither in concentration…
Every time his hand descended, a beautiful tone would arise.
It was like a clear sound that rose up in empty gorge, and ceaselessly curled up to linger in the air.
The young man was around the age of 26 or 27, with a graceful bearing and extraordinary disposition.
"Seventh level Nascent Soul Stage at the age of 26 or 27?" When Duan Ling Tian saw the young man’s appearance clearly, his heart shook.