After a hundred breaths, everything has settled...
A beauty in a red dress stands tall in Taichung, holding a bright kitchen knife in her jade hand. The knife's body is covered with seven-color colored glaze. Ten feet away in front of the beauty, a three-foot golden ax is suspended in the air. The golden ax is full of pits and several gaps.
Golden divine energy burst out. The ax body was still trembling, making bursts of whining sounds.
"Bitian Fengshen, come on stage to compete with me!" The beauty in the red dress turned her head and glanced at the middle couch, shouting in a coquettish voice.
"Ahem! Goddess, Bi Tian only challenges position 15, not you!" The handsome middle-aged man in white robes had a pale face. He looked at the menacing beauty in red dress as if he were a god of death.
"Really? I seem to have heard you say that you wanted to challenge the beauty in the red dress with a kitchen knife attached to her waist. Isn't that me?"
"No, no, no! Xiaosheng has changed his mind! Sit down, sit down!" The middle-aged man in white robe waved his hands repeatedly and looked at the Buddha with a pleading look.
"Amitabha! Mother, since Bi Tian Fengshen has decided to give up challenging you, then count you as the winner. Go back!" Tian Buddha shook his head and smiled.
The beauty in the red dress snorted, put the kitchen knife in her waist, walked to the middle of the competition platform, and shouted outside with her hands on her hips: "Who wants to challenge me? Who wants to challenge me? Who else dares to challenge me~?!
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The voice was loud and loud, like the roar of a lion from the east of the river. The roar echoed in the Selection Valley and did not dissipate for a long time.
Tianjiu bared his teeth, his teeth ached for a while, and when he saw the beauty in the red dress, he seemed to want to yell, so he hurriedly wailed and sent a message: "Sister, I beg you! Come down quickly! Not only did you scare away the challenger, but you might also be able to
It will scare away your old man. When I see you like this, I will vomit blood!"
"Really? It doesn't matter! This is how my old sister conquered the old man back then. However, if the old man runs away, he will run away, as long as you don't run away!" The beauty in the red dress replied with a bad smile, and walked out of the competition stage carrying the blood-stained axe.
, and even walked up to Tianjiu and threw it on the jade ground with a clang.
"Hey, sister, next time you want to be more impressive, don't keep akimbo like a lion roaring, it will scare people to death!" Tianjiu grinned.
"Shut up! My surname is so virtuous! The ax is here, use it to please your mother-in-law!"
"Hehe! Thank you, thank you! It's just that you were too cruel. This ax is too broken, and I have to spend a lot of money to refine it." Tianjiu collected the ax with a sneer on his face.
"That's your business. I've shed blood and sweat for you to pick up girls, but you're so wordy that I can't kill you!" The beauty in the red dress took out a kitchen knife, pulled out a bunch of sword flowers, and hummed fiercely. Everyone was surprised.
In his eyes, he turned around and drifted towards seat No. 11.
The blood-robed young man sitting in the third seat had a serious face. His men fell down one after another. The situation changed drastically. He seemed to feel that there was a big invisible hand holding his neck tightly. And this
The big hand clearly comes from the first position.
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Most of an hour passed in tension. Although no one dared to mess with the beauty in the red dress, challenges to other important positions came one after another.
Phoenix, who was in the twelfth position, was challenged by Master Tonghui. Phoenix, who had just advanced to the Nine Nirvana Body, cleanly cut off Master Tonghui's arm and easily won the victory. This shocked the entire audience and no one looked at her more.
One glance.
Princess Lan Ling, who is in the fourteenth position, has been challenged three times. However, her killing power is fierce, magic weapons emerge in endlessly, and there is also a strange jasper scimitar, which should belong to ancient magic weapons. Its power is beyond everyone's expectation.
The opponent was defeated on the spot.
Although Dongchanzi was not protected by the 39th-ranked divine weapon, the Sky Axe, he was blessed by the Octagonal Dragon. After a bloody battle with three powerful divine beings, he actually escaped the fate of being eliminated.
The twentieth-ranked Three Spirit God also relies on half a divine whip and a divine dragon throne to securely hold the last position.
After dozens of breaths of calm, a round-faced monk stood at the bottom of the middle couch. He bowed and held the hand, and said loudly: "Amitabha! Heavenly Buddha, I have decided to challenge!"
Buddha Tian examined the great monk for three or five seconds and replied with a smile: "Master Le Yu, you have always been interested in music and indifferent to the throne of God. Why did you suddenly change your original intention today and come to snatch the throne of God?"
"Amitabha! Heavenly Buddha, you really don't care about the throne, but you do care about the piano!" The great monk raised his hand and pointed at the seven-color piano in the hand of the man in the snow robe.
"Tian Yin Qin, the 36th Divine Weapon in the Divine Weapon Book, not only has a beautiful sound, but its strings can kill people. One string can withstand the power of ten dragons, and the seven strings can sing, and thousands of dragons can reach the sky. It is indeed a good treasure. But this
The benefactor of the snow robe is also a happy person, and his obsession with this way is not inferior to yours. He was once your fellow disciple, why should he win over others' love?"
"If Leshen is still a member of my Buddhist family, Le Yu will definitely not compete with him. But he betrayed Buddhism and is still living under the mountain? He has been unruly for thousands of years and has lost his morals. He is not worthy of possessing the Tianyin Shenqin!"
"Oh~! That's right!" Lord Tianfo sighed and shook his head.
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On the competition stage, there is a monk and a Confucian facing each other, each holding a qin, sitting cross-legged in the east and west directions. In front of the monk is a golden nine-string qin, and the divine energy flows on the strings, just like nine dragons lying on the qin.
In front of the man in the snow robe is a lyre. On one side of the instrument, seven colorful peacock feathers are dazzling. It is the peacock seven-feather lute.
"Leshen, why don't you use Tianyin Qin?" Le Yu asked coldly.
"Haha! Junior brother, although Tianyin is good, it can't compare with Qiyu." Leshen shook his head and said with a smile.
"As agreed, if you lose, you must hand over the Tianyin Qin!"
"No problem! It's a pity that junior brother is in a bad mood and confused, so he is doomed to fail."
"Arrogant and arrogant! If you are still a Buddhist master, Le Yu knows that you are difficult to defeat, but you are full of evil? The evil has already been defeated in your bones, how can you be brave? Okay, let's decide the outcome in one song. If you lose, you will never die.
Get down the mountain and don’t come back!”
"Master, what if you lose?" Leshen smiled.
"Me?" Le Yu was stunned.
"If the God of Music wins, there is no need for you to hand over the treasure. From now on, you can play the piano with the God of Music!" Yun Danfeng, the God of Music, said softly, and gently plucked the strings.
A Sanskrit sound was like a sharp arrow, piercing the sky, and the originally noisy selection field suddenly fell silent. The Heavenly Buddha, who had been chanting softly with his eyes closed, quietly stopped speaking.
The God of Music did not hesitate at all, and gently touched the strings with his hands. While the music was in a daze, the low notes of the piano slowly floated in, like a cloud blowing over the mountains, rivers, grasslands, and the gods.
In the heart. On the grassland, the fairy wind is blowing, the green grass is lush, there are herds of cattle and sheep, and in the distance, there are shepherd boys singing softly...
Just when the gods were listening, their minds submerged in the incomparable beauty, suddenly, the sound of the piano arose, like thousands of horses galloping, gold and armor clashing, and there was a faint sound of earth-shattering killings in space and time;
The blood spread, not reaching the mountains, not the rivers, not the grasslands, not the cattle, sheep and shepherd boys. Blood rain spread all over the sky in the hearts of the gods...
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The sound of the piano lingered for a hundred breaths, and the gods were still immersed in self-fear and shock. On the jade futon on the base, there were even people with tears streaming down their faces and unable to make a sound.
"Amitabha! Master Leshen, this song can be said to shock the world and weep ghosts and gods. What song is it for?" Lord Tianfo nodded and hummed, taking the lead in asking.
"Huitian Buddha, this is 'killing'!" Leshen replied loudly.
"Killing? Well, the music was melodious and beautiful in the early stage, and the divine soldiers in the later stage were fierce and murderous. It was a bloody storm. Killing, indeed, killing the world! Amitabha!" Tianfozu nodded repeatedly.
"Buddha Tian is right when he says it. Killing destroys harmony and beauty. Be careful and guard against it!"
"Amitabha! Master Leshen, can you enter my Buddha again?" Lord Tian Buddha asked with some earnestness.
"Hui Tian Buddha, the Buddha is in the heart, the Buddha is in the hands, not on the head, not on the mouth!" As the God of Music answered, several faint clouds appeared from behind his back, like a dazzling sun rising into the sky, illuminating the heart of a wise man.
Heavenly Buddha's eyes flashed with brilliant colors. After a few breaths, he smiled and closed his eyes.
In the competition stage, Le Yu stood up solemnly and bowed deeply to the God of Music: "Master, Le Yu is convinced that he lost. Your music is not only filled with melody, but also full of murderous intent. Le Yu cannot make any mistakes, otherwise he will be shattered to pieces.
.This piano really surpasses Tianyin.”
"That's right! This harp is called the Peacock Seven Feathers. It was stroked by King Ming. The harp contains Sanskrit sounds. This harp is not a killing weapon, but it can drive away ghosts and demons. It is not an armor, but it can ward off monsters. The God of Music has obtained this harp.
, it will take thousands of years to become a divine song for the enjoyment of all living beings."
Before Le God's voice fell, Le Yu bowed again: "Thank you, Master, for your teaching!"
"Let's get off, don't hinder the competition between the gods!" Leshen waved his hand, walked off the competition stage, and returned to his seat gracefully. (To be continued.)