People walk on the piano and breathe.

The top of Buzhou Mountain is very bright, very purely bright, without any shadow. Shi Ji sat in the pure light, her body was a little crooked, and her hands were weakly placed on the strings, perhaps because she had no strength to let go, or maybe she was too lazy to move.

The moment the last note fell, she was completely deflated, and her spirit was exhausted for a thousand miles, but she didn't care at all. She was very tired, both mentally and physically. The smile on her face was very light, like the cloud beside her and the wind in her ears.

In other words, if you are restricted for thirteen years and become a stone needle for obedient babies overnight, it will come and go like the wind and jump out loud.

Shi Ji narrowed his eyes, and even didn't bother to move a finger, enjoying the moment of tranquility that had been exchanged for a hundred years of persistence. She melted into the light, and she seemed to have become a grain of dust, a grain of light dust, and a grain of light dust that was as light as the light.

She flew lightly, not a person, but a soul.

The white-clothed soul sitting in the entrance of the entrance moved away the Buzhou Mountain that was pressing on his heart. In an instant, the thoughts were clear. It can be said that a thought arises, a wish arises, a wish arises, a thought comes true, a thought comes true, a thought comes true, every thought comes true.

It turns out that carrying it and then putting it down will bring about a perfection.

The moment the soul realized, the body magnified the light, like a snow lotus blooming, and the lotus bloomed thirty-six petals. In an instant, the white soul took off the lotus and came out like a spotless white swan flying high. The snow lotus behind her spread, and the petals became a spell, and the thirty-six questions of Taichu.

The quiet and mysterious gate is like the quiet night, as if empty and empty, muddy, dark, no sky above, no earth below, the curse sound suddenly sounds, the gate shakes, the soul flying in the sky, the end is vast, there is light, hidden immortal music, attracting flying immortals!

In the dark gate, the bright soul enters the darkness. When I hear the fairy music, no, it is not the fairy music, it is the god music, it is her Pangu sacrifice. She followed the god music to the end, and a halo could be seen vaguely. She reached out and touched a mysterious invisible pass. The halo seemed to be within reach, but it was also unpredictable.

She understood that the invisible pass in front of her should be the location where the entrance is broken.

Shi Ji stood up as a knife and slashed at the pass.

"Bang!"

The pass was motionless, and Shiji was shocked back.

Shi Ji frowned, clenched his fists, and punched out, and the pass was buzzing. She fisted several times, only hearing the buzzing sound, but she did not have any inch of her ability.

Shiji pointed to an arrow, and stabbed it with lunges, bang bang bang bang... The arrow fingers were concentrated at one point, and it was still difficult to break.

Shi Ji recited the handwritten books, and the spells were released together, fire, lightning strike, electric sting, ice breaking... and launched a continuous attack.

When the soul was trying its best to break through the barrier, the outside world was changing.

There were already dark clouds above Buzhou Mountain, thick and black, rolling with its teeth and claws, as if the next moment, it would swallow Buzhou Mountain and the people on Buzhou Mountain in one bite.

"Boom..."

A deafening and dull roar came from the depths of the clouds, and then countless sharp electric snakes that could crush everything were released. The terrifying sky was pressing over everyone's heads, feeling very terrifying.

Some people are happy and others are worried, but more people are puzzled. It has clearly dispersed, but why is it coming again? The power of heaven and earth that is watching flowers in the fog is a little confused. The impermanence of the heavens today is puzzling!

The beautiful woman in plain clothes under the laurel tree trembled her fingers!

Houyi, who was beside the blood pool, clenched his fists nervously.

...

"aunt!"

December, who had been hiding behind Shiji, suddenly stood in front of Shiji, raised his head and stared at his angrily, as if a ferocious beast was inside. She stood up a little taller than Shiji, who was sitting with her body tilted.

The rabbit's ears were shaking very quickly, but she clenched her lips tightly, without any intention of retreating. Her aunt was very weak, and she wanted to protect her aunt!

Shi Ji felt like tears were running out of tears in an instant. Her little twelve grew up.

...

"Yue'er!"

At the highest point of the heaven, two of the three giants on the observatory called out the same name as the owner of the Wangyue Tower. They were so brave that they were so brave that the little dumpling that they had once held in their hands and were afraid of falling and melting in their mouths. They were really surprised and happy to think that the person who was protected by her was not me, and they felt even more uncomfortable in their hearts.

Another black-robed Taoist had a pair of eagles, Bodhi Tree, and Zhunti's marks. Zhunti had a great cause and effect with him in Zixiao Palace. She also had a hidden aura on her body. He could not tell who it was. She had a lot of aura on her body, and it was difficult to explore who it was.

But he had a feeling that this stone spirit who dared to question the power of all living beings in the world was definitely a big trouble.

Master Jin Xi Palace, who had the same feelings as him and had even secretly hated him, had a chilling curve on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were cold and scary.

The master of Wangyue Tower, who was beyond the world, called "Yue'er" and was so sad. Does her Yue'er still recognize her?... She missed it too much.

...

"Master!"

A slightly embarrassed voice came out.

"Master, I'm here!"

The boy ran to Shiji in one breath, pulled Decemberyue behind him, and patted his chest boldly and said, "Master, please rest assured that Xiao Shier should not be afraid, Brother Xuanyu is here!"

If he ignores his legs that are shaking a little too wide, his words are indeed very convincing.

...

Pangu Palace, the eleven ancestor witches, including Houyi, all opened their eyes widened.

"Master?"

This call of master is so scary. A great witch worships a stone spirit as his master? Eleven strong-willed ancestor witches are a little incompetent.

Xuan Ming was even more angry and turned his head to the enemy to become a disciple. She wanted to catch this idiot and stuff it into the witchmaking pond to create it again!

A strange atmosphere spread among the witches until they heard another sound: "Master Pinist!"

This time, it was not one person, but ten witches led by Kuafu saluted Shiji together, and then protected Shiji, Twelve, and Xuanyu in the middle. This was their original intention to go up the mountain.

"Pianoist?"

"She is that piranoist?"

The ancestor witches' eyes were absolutely popping out and they could fall to the ground and couldn't remember to pick them up. They were so shocked!

Lord Emperor was even more mixed in his heart. His son was really stupid. He was almost exhausted by someone's life. Now he is still preparing to fight against thunder for others!

After the shock, Houyi was in the best mood. Houyi was overjoyed and had to take care of other ancestor witches and forced himself to endure his emotions. His handsome face was a little distorted. He clenched his fists secretly. This was his sister he and his wife recognized, and he was also the descendant of his Yi's arrow.

When he thought of his wife, he showed longing on his face, and he hadn't been back for a long time.

...

"Pianoist?"

"Piano Master!"

All the most powerful people from all over the world recited this name, and the emperor nodded secretly. With this song, she deserved it.

"Pianoist?"

"The witch clan zither?"

The difference between the two words, but the three giants in the Heavenly Court have completely different concerns. The old man with black robe and hawk-eyed robe has a strange sense of fate.
Chapter completed!