The more Qiong Huang looked at the pure and flawless young man in front of him, the more valuable he felt. As Ling Feng said, he was ready for everything, so when everything came, he would be so calm.
If such a person is not worthy of Qiong Huang, who else can?
"I promise you!" Qiong Huang also let out a hearty laugh and agreed to Ling Feng's request with relief.
"Really? That's great!" Ling Feng picked up Qiong Huang and felt ecstatic.
"That's not right! Boy, don't you know how to communicate with souls?" Qiong Huang was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that what Ling Feng had just said to him was all said in the soul, and he suddenly started to act like an old naughty boy.
temper.
Ling Feng smiled awkwardly and quickly excused himself: "Senior, I just learned it."
"Okay, let's try it."
Qionghuang asked Lingfeng to play boldly, without worrying about how to express his voice, because what his heart wanted was what Qionghuang played.
However, Ling Feng saw that the Qionghuang was so big and long that it was impossible to lift it, let alone play it.
"Senior, this instrument is too big, how do you play it?" Ling Feng asked with some confusion.
"Oops! I forgot that you are not a member of the Giant Spirit Clan. It doesn't matter. This Qionghuang is a wish-fulfilling device. As long as you recite a few words of 'big and small' silently in your heart, it will become bigger and smaller at will. All the spiritual weapons in Linghai are
It's a wishful device." Qiong Huang explained to Ling Feng bit by bit and sighed, he couldn't change Ling Feng, all he had was patience.
Ling Feng nodded and thought silently in his heart. Sure enough, this Qionghuang had become the size of his hand. Ling Feng held it in his hand, and it was very light.
This is right.
Everyone was stunned when they saw that Ling Feng could control Qiong Huang at will, but what happened in the next second made their jaws drop even more.
I saw Ling Feng raising his hand, holding the weapon at shoulder level, and standing firm on his feet. As soon as his lips touched the Qiong Huang, he heard a melodious and crisp sound coming from it.
What's going on? It actually made a sound, and it's so familiar!
This tune, this melody...
"It's "Invitation to Heaven"!"
Wang Lei was shocked when he heard this. How could Ling Feng play "Invitation to the Sky"?
But what Wang Lei didn't know was that Ling Feng didn't know what "Invitation to the Sky" was, and he just kept blowing air into the blowing hole. The sounds of these music were all produced by Qiong Huang himself.
Qiong Huang also had his own selfish motives in it, because Ling Feng's experience was too similar to the lyrics in Yaotian Yin.
"It's amazing! It actually makes a sound!"
"This is a great thing! Qiong Huang has a successor!"
Listening to everyone talking and praising Ling Feng, Wang Lei also felt something. He sighed for a while and sang in harmony with the music played by Ling Feng:
"I invite you to drink in the sky, the stars are still on their way.
The mad singing must be serious, and the drunken writing is leisurely.
Hesitating at the end of the world, I feel sorry for our generation. I have been going to justice for thousands of years and want to be romantic.
Yunpeng's literary spirit will never be restored, and Wu Baocai will never give up.
The king obeys the law, the wise man devotes his whole heart to Xili, and he abides by the Tao and competes with the ancients.
Counting admonitions will open the way for you, but you can't compete with a chicken for food.
The light of the sword dims the edge of the ancient prison, and the unexplained wind and rain are also at a loss.
At that time, the two and three sons of Jingcheng lived together for the next year of Longtai Sheng."
"Ouch!"
Wang Lei looked up to the sky and sighed, his emotions reaching a climax:
"Why would you sacrifice your life to ask for help from a poor man? If you don't know the middle way, the green blood will stain the remaining red."
Traveling through the world should be satisfying, why is it so sad?
Only pain and silence make people miserable."
After Wang Lei finished singing, the music played by Qiong Huang also dispersed, leaving only the excited people in the audience.
Everyone looked at Wang Lei and Ling Feng. One had a peerless voice and the other had superb musical skills. They were a perfect match.
"That's great! Ling Feng! How did you do it?" Wang Lei couldn't hold back his excitement. He walked to Ling Feng and held Ling Feng in his arms.
Originally, he was also looking forward to Ling Feng being able to play the heavenly sound in Qionghuang, but he really didn't expect that Ling Feng actually succeeded.
"Hahaha!" After a loud laugh, Wang Lei gradually regained his composure. Ling Feng is indeed a musical prodigy. If he enters the Tao through music in the future, there is no telling what level of attainment he will reach.
Ling Feng was about to speak when Qiong Huang's voice sounded in his mind, reminding him: "There is no need to highlight my role. If I didn't recognize you, you wouldn't be able to play complete music. Don't belittle yourself."
Ling Feng felt a hint of warmth in his heart, and after receiving a bit of comfort, he nodded slightly, with a contented smile on his face.
"This Qionghuang is truly a sacred instrument. I have a close relationship with it, and I played it without knowing it." Ling Feng held the Qionghuang in his hand and said to Wang Lei.
At this moment, Wang Lei's whole bones were numb. The music just now was as harmonious and clear as the breeze, as if he was massaging himself. His whole soul was washed, and his soul was placed in a pure place, enjoying it. of quietness.
"That sounds great, Ling Feng, let me tell you you can do it! I have to tell the chief of the clan about this. If he agrees, this Qionghuang will be yours!" Wang Lei was obviously a little too excited and was already a little nervous. Feeling relaxed, whatever comes to mind comes out.
"Brother Lei, you must not do it. This is your giant spirit clan's heirloom treasure, how can I monopolize it?" Ling Feng felt guilty and flatly refused.
Originally, Qiong Huang listened to Wang Lei's words and agreed very much. Unexpectedly, Ling Feng actually disagreed. Qiong Huang was very dissatisfied with Ling Feng's attitude and immediately refuted: "You can take it if he tells you to take it. So much nonsense!”
"It stands to reason that although Qionghuang is the sacred weapon of the Giant Spirit Clan, there is still a need to give in. As long as you have the ability, you can completely control Qionghuang. Do you understand?"
Ling Feng heard Qiong Huang's accusation and understood that Qiong Huang was a little angry. He thought he looked down on Qiong Huang, but in fact it was not the case. It was Ling Feng who felt he was not worthy of Qiong Huang.
"Senior, I really can't bear such a precious spiritual weapon. It's not that I reject senior, but I also need to pass my level before I can truly control Qiong Huang!" Ling Feng sighed and said to Qiong Huang Explaining.
Qiong Huang heard Ling Feng's true thoughts and smiled sincerely. He was indeed a boy who could communicate with her soul. He didn't make any mistakes!
"Okay! During these days, you have to come to me and come over all the time. I have been sleeping and lonely for so many years, and I can't stand it when no one talks to me!"
After hearing Qiong Huang's words, Ling Feng nodded vigorously and agreed: "It's a deal!"
At this time, many people came to Ling Feng and kept urging him: "If the patriarch knows about this matter, he will definitely be very happy. Brother Ling Feng, go and have a look."
"That's right! It's you who played this Qionghuang. If you weren't the one to use it, who would be?"
Everyone's eyes were focused on Ling Feng's expression, and Wang Lei was also very anxious. Seeing that he couldn't refuse, Ling Feng made up his mind and nodded heavily: "Okay!"