Chapter 204: Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix

Chapter 204: Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix

The melodious and ethereal sound of the piano comes from the bamboo forests in the mountains, which is a familiar melody for everyone.

"The reeds look forward to the wind?"

Hearing the beginning of this piano piece, many elegant people who are proficient in musical rhythms shook their heads secretly. Although the sound of the piano is round and free, it lacks the power of a master, and it can barely be regarded as memorable. It is said to be a fairy music, but it can never afford it.

But as the melody gradually rose, the expressions on everyone's faces changed. They no longer looked like they were laughing at before, but instead they were extremely solemn, as if they were facing a great enemy.

The fairy sound of Niao Niao revolves around in their minds, making many swordsmen who are self-reliant and resolute involuntarily forget everything and concentrate on realizing the emotions of the piano player.

Suddenly, they seemed to see an ordinary hunter boy practicing swordsmanship and chasing his lover's long road.

I love my good wife but can’t find her. I am so sad and sad. I feel so sad when I hear it. I feel so heartbroken.

Among them, there is a main will throughout the song - those who block my wife will die without forgiveness!

The god blocks the god of killing the god, and the aura of the Buddha blocks the Buddha melts into the melody, cleansing the heaven and earth, dispersing the numerous white clouds above the autumn fantasy mountains, which shocked the birds and beasts to rush down the mountain, as if the scene before the disaster in heaven and earth.

The original sound was almost unpredictable and lingering and sad, but the player added a tough and domineering charm.

"I was wrong before! The way to practice is not to forget the feelings of the Supreme One, but to have a place in my heart that has never collapsed, brewing the moon and brewing, using it as the foundation of the Tao, be brave and diligent, and never return!"

"So, it turns out that's it... I gave up my family fortune, gave up my relatives, friends and lovers, and focused on seeking immortals and asking questions. Are they all wrong?"

Everyone kowtowed, couldn't stand up, and Li Shuqing, who was kneeling in front of many seekers, seemed to be no one around him. He murmured to himself, and the firmness in his eyes gradually became confusing, and no one could guess his current mood.

I seek the way of immortality but cannot be obtained, tossing and turning, wandering in front of many Taoist sects but cannot be allowed to enter. Such miserableness is so similar to the immortal who is looking for his wife to play music!

Dong!

A sharp sound of the piano cut through the sky and inserted into the rhythm of the reeds looking forward to the wind. The two blend and conflict and complement each other, just like the colorful phoenix seeking a colorful phoenix. The encounter between the green phoenix and the fire phoenix stimulates a wonderful charm.

The sound of the piano was filled with inexplicable surprise and throbbing.

The two songs are drunk together, and they are extremely exquisite. When the emotions are brewing to the peak, changes suddenly arise.

Buzz buzz buzz buzz...

The strings of the piano were broken, like a thunder thunder exploded on the ground, which sounded in the hearts of many people who held their breath and were dedicated to their worship.

"Give me some time! I will eventually make this day unable to cover my eyes, this place cannot bury my heart, and the gods, demons, monsters and immortals separated by you and me will disappear!"

A domineering proverb turned into a Buddhist verse, rising all over the sky, falling into the sky with all the people who had completely let go of their minds.

"Hahaha! I understand, I understand!"

The word "六" containing Chen Shaobai's perception was immersed in the sea of ​​consciousness. After a moment, Li Shuqing suddenly realized and roared to the sky with joy. The surging power of qi and blood around him communicated with the sword on his waist, and drew strands of spiritual energy from the sky and took it for himself.

A strange charm that was indescribable lingered around him. The double breakthrough of spirit and cultivation made Li Shuqing seem to have become ten years younger in an instant, like a sharp-eyed unsheathed sword.

The more powerful qi and blood and new magic power were slightly shaking and nourishing the knees. A quarter of an hour later, Li Shuqing stood up radiantly and bowed to the forest of Qiuhuanquan and bamboo: "If Shuqing asks for success, he will definitely work hard for his predecessors in the future!"

After saying that, he held the sword in his hand, tapped the ground lightly, and his figure suddenly passed through the crowd and left in a scattered manner.

"The gods are revealed!" The strong man Wang Kui's hands trembled, and he was so excited that he couldn't help himself.

Just now, he clearly heard someone whispering in his ears. Although he didn't hear it very clearly, he also understood that this was a great fortune and a great opportunity.

The world-famous great swordsman Li Shuqing all had some insights and seemed to have broken through the realm. Although he was not as good as others' eleven, he had a careful understanding and would definitely gain something when he realized it.

"Thank you for your kindness in enlightenment for your enlightenment! Wang Kui is unforgettable for not dying!"

Wang Kui couldn't learn the elegant appearance cultivated by the great family of Li Shuqing, but as a child of the world, he had his own way of expressing himself.

I saw him holding his sword with both hands, his head hitting heavily on the ground, making a muffled "thump" sound, making people's teeth sore.

"Kneel down with your head! This is to give your life to others!"

Those who understand the taste and meaning of this knock can't help but change their expressions.

As time goes by, more and more people feel something and prayed to the teacher's ceremony of bowing three times and nine times to the person who has never appeared.

...

What other ordinary people saw and heard was not expressed for the time being. They sat alone in the bamboo grove, and Chen Shaobai looked into the distance with a little confused.

The Yin Tong Bing Silk Qin, who had broken the main string, was in front of him. She was bored and didn't know what kind of crazy white fox, the purple pupil of Chen Shao's white hair suddenly jumped up and down like a chicken blood, and was extremely excited.

Others may not be able to hear it, but they can confirm the identity of the interlude just now.

Miaoyuqin! It is definitely Miaoyuqin!

"Xiao Miao was not erased by Ling Weizi. She still remembers me and Zi Tong, and she already knows that we are here!"

Although it only took a moment of contact, Chen Shaobai could read a lot of information from it.

From a moment of communication, Chen Shaobai could not help but put on his wings, ride the flying sword, meet his fiancée, and express his love.

“Huhhhh…”

After breathing heavily, using the Bing Xin Art, and silently pursuing the Xuan Buddha Achievement, Chen Shaobai could only barely calm down his excitement.

He knew that he could not alarm the enemy now.

The strength of the fifth level of the Ruguang Qi Quenching [Immortal Fog] realm and her more than a hundred years of accumulation are like a dangerous long sword hanging on Chen Shaobai's neck at all times. Even if he can explode the small universe and kill the old monster to the slag, once Ling Weizi is alarmed, even if he and Miao Yuqin want to be a pair of desperate mandarin ducks, it is impossible.

His best fate was to be caught and lit a soul lamp, torture for a hundred years, and die after exhaustion of life, his soul was scattered, and he would never be reincarnated and completely annihilated in this world.

He has long regarded Ling Weizi as his ultimate imaginary enemy. Not only does Chen Shaobai know the methods of Haotian Sect, but he is as insightful as watching the fire, but he is much more profound than other monks of his peers.

Soul alchemy! Physical alchemy! Origin of magic power!

If the techniques of the alchemy masters of Haotianmen pull out a layer of glossy skin and carefully observe the essence inside, they will find that they are actually much more magical than the behavior of demon figures.

Even if Chen Shaobai is not afraid of death, he cannot let his lover take this risk and go into exile with him.

Everything has to be discussed in the long run.

Chen Shaobai sat down again, calm down, and his expression was calm, and the obsession that was stagnant in his chest melted a lot.

"Meow?"

The little white fox rubbed around Chen Shaobai like a meatball, blinking his watery purple eyes, expressing his dissatisfaction and doubts.

"We can't go find Xiaomiao, at least now, the time has not come."

Chen Shaobai, who received his lover's reply, calmed down his anger and restlessness and could analyze things clearly and calmly.

“Meow…”

Zi Tong continued to act cute and coquettishly, and she was aggressive and would not give up until she achieved her goal.

Chen Shaobai knew the little white fox’s thoughts and didn’t need to think about it. He threw out a bottle of precious pills that can be used to strengthen the capital and cultivate the Yuan Dynasty: “Eat it! You are so soon growing into a little fat pig. If you can’t find a beautiful female fox in the future, don’t blame me!”

“Hmph…”

He opened the medicine bottle with a suffocation and swallowed the spiritual medicine whole. A trace of extremely humane contempt appeared on Zi Tong's round little face.

Although this elixir is delicious, it will be fucked if you eat too much. If it is not useful for cultivation, I won’t eat it even if I kill you! And... I am not a lily, so I don’t need to find a female fox!

Chen Shaobai held his breath and concentrated, and did not receive the contempt of Zi Tong at all. Now he is in a peaceful mood and has a clear idea. Although he has not reached the peak and perfect state, he is much better than in the previous days and even in the past few years.

Cultivation emphasizes the right time, place, and people. Today, they have occupied "harmony". Chen Shaobai feels that the improvement of cultivation is at the moment.

With a thought, eighteen talismans that had been erased from the brand appeared in front of Chen Shaobai's eyes, emitting a topaz color. When the breeze blew, it turned into a bloody color of Qinghong again.

It was just a few days ago that he took out some of the true spirits of the natal refining formations from Qiu Wanfa's "Zhutian Futu Road".

Under normal circumstances, each natal talisman takes a long time and a huge amount of resources to accumulate each cultivator before it can be barely condensed. If a cultivator in the [Da Zhen] realm gets these eighteen talismans, he will definitely collect them with great brilliance and wait for him to use as a backup saving to increase the chance of breakthrough.

But at this moment, Chen Shaobai didn't think so. He was extremely urgent in his demand for strength and used the fastest, best and most stable method to practice. Even though he knew that Old Monk Zang Xuan must have left something in "Xuan Buddha Kung Fu", he chose to practice without hesitation, let alone just eighteen natal talismans?

Before becoming a core disciple after many tests, Chen Shaobai could only obtain the first two methods of "Essence and Immortal Eyes" and "Earth Evil Vajra Body". It is already the limit to reach the peak of the true nature. If you want to condense your natal formation, you have to specifically consume contributions and apply for the secret ** inheritance.

Time is endless! Now he can no longer waste half of his time.

"The fire of Xuanyin karma is burned!"

Xiangzi flames sang around, refining and melting the eighteen natal formation talismans one by one, increasing and making up for themselves.

Chen Shaobai's magic power cultivation has increased rapidly...

Half a month passes by.

During these days, Chen Shaobai devoted himself to practicing and never contacted Miaoyuqin in any way, as if he had thrown the resonance of the piano music into the sky.

Hua Wuye, who is still wearing a big red robe, descends between the bamboo forests of Wuye.

The long-awaited opportunity has finally arrived. (To be continued.
Chapter completed!