When Yan Junlin heard that Mu Yun accepted the bet, a proud smile appeared on his face, and he muttered something.
It didn't last for a moment, but the rays of light flickered in the jade tower, and something seemed to be dancing.
Mu Yun couldn't help but feel vigilant, and for a moment he saw colorful rays of light overflowing from the tower and circling around the tower.
Under the mutual radiance, it was clear that they were seven butterflies of different colors. Their whole bodies radiated a soft and lustrous light, and their antennae, legs and wings were all clearly visible. It was difficult to tell whether they were real or not.
The seven-colored butterflies circled the tower for several weeks, and then flew to the southwest in unison, but they only flew three feet before they hovered in the air one after another. Although their wings were still trying to flap, their bodies seemed to be affected by an invisible force.
It is difficult to break away from the bondage.
Yan Junlin sat down cross-legged, placed the jade pagoda on his right hand, and rested his fingers on the void between the jade pagoda and the colorful butterfly, just in line with the top of the pagoda and the body of the butterfly.
Upon seeing this, Mu Yun suddenly realized that it seemed that the Wu Xian Heart Sound was not Wu Xian, but the use of invisible strings, which was similar to the lost Qiushui Divine Sword.
With a plan in mind, Mu Yun said directly to Mei Xiaoyun: "Miss Mei, please take shelter in the cave temporarily to avoid being hurt by fish in the pond."
Mei Xiaoyun shook her head and smiled and said: "Thank you for your concern, Young Master Mu, but this little girl has long wanted to experience the power of the Lingqin. Since I have this opportunity tonight, I just want to fight alongside you."
After saying that, Mei Xiaoyun knelt down and sat down, moving her hands flatly in front of her body, as if there was really a Yao Qin standing there.
Mu Yun was a little confused when he saw this, and then he heard the melodious music of the piano. Then he saw Mei Xiaoyun smiling at him, her eyes clearly full of confidence.
This time, not only Mu Yun was amazed, but Yan Junlin also showed admiration. He nodded slowly and said, "Very good. This is a fair fight. Even if the two donors end up in hell, they will have no regrets."
Mu Yun knew that this battle was not a trivial matter, so he sat on the ground as well, silently using the Divine Art of Light to clear his mind and focus on getting rid of selfish distractions.
The Guangming Shenjue and the Qianling Heart Method are two of the Kunlun Sect’s two untold secrets. They adhere to the essence of Taoism’s absolute sage and abandoned wisdom, and coincide with the Buddhist theory of knowing one’s mind and seeing one’s nature.
The Three Thousand Worlds are complex and complicated, and heresy and delusion are especially prevalent. People's hearts will inevitably be disturbed after all, making it difficult to distinguish between true and false.
Only by enlightenment and self-examination, finding the true self from within the heart, and becoming one with the Supreme Path, can one become a real person, achieve perfection, and not be deceived by myths and evil obstacles.
The Qianling Heart Method converts the Qiantian spiritual energy for one's own use. It is the living water at the source of spiritual practice. It can also purify the six senses and help practitioners pursue their true self.
The Divine Art of Light is exactly the art of pursuing the true self. If you don't use this as a foothold, no matter how deep your skill is, it will only be like floating on the river, and it will be difficult to see the true truth in the end.
Mu Yun had previously practiced the Qianling Heart Technique but didn't know where he was going, and he practiced the Bright God Technique but didn't know where he was going. He lacked the level of enlightenment that connects the two, so he failed to practice both.
Fortunately, it suddenly dawned on him. Faced with the famous Wu Xin Xin Yin, Mu Yun decided to use it to verify his understanding.
The three people in the field each took a corner. Yan Junlin pressed his fingertips lightly, and then suddenly let go. An inexplicable and sudden syllable crackled from the void. Although it sounded like the sound of a piano, it was completely different from ordinary piano sounds.
Mu Yun suddenly had the illusion that the sound was coming from the mouth of a colorful butterfly. It was a neighing sound full of unwillingness and despair. It made people's hair stand on end, and endless sadness suddenly arose in their hearts.
Fortunately, the illusion only lasted for a moment, and the butterfly could not make a sound after all. Mu Yun was smiling bitterly when he saw Mei Xiaoyun looking over with concern, so he nodded to her, indicating that he was not affected by the sound of the piano.
A sneer flashed across the corner of Yan Junlin's mouth, his left hand pressed the strings and he lightly closed them, and his right hand played a few more intermittent syllables.
Although he was used to the weird timbre, Mu Yun still frowned secretly after hearing it, because there was no melody in the jumbled syllables. Instead, it was like an owl's cry in the dark night, exuding inexplicable desolation.
If this was purely about music appreciation, Mu Yun would probably have avoided it long ago, but when it came to the outcome of a bet, he not only had to be patient, but also had to be extra vigilant.
After all, since Yan Junlin dares to gamble with the sound of the piano, he must have extraordinary methods, and Mu Yun must not take it lightly.
There were still intermittent sounds under Yan Junlin's finger. After the shrill owl's cry, it seemed to blend into the cry of jackdaws, and then suddenly the barking of an evil dog was heard.
There was no trace of vitality in the varying tones, and the occasional sudden noises diffused the desolation, and even the cold moonlight seemed to be completely blocked.
Mu Yun listened to the music and felt like he was walking alone in a dark wasteland. He couldn't see the road under his feet or the target in front of him. He just walked forward in numbness, one step at a time.
A sudden bark reached his ears, and Mu Yun reluctantly moved his dry eyes, only to see a pair of green canine eyes staring at him with a fierce light.
In the darkness, the appearance of the vicious dog could not be clearly seen, and all one could hear was its muffled and muffled neighing, as if it was about to choose someone to devour at any moment.
Mu Yun instinctively sensed the danger, but did not stop moving forward. The evil dog's eyes became even more ferocious, and it opened its mouth to let out a series of barks. The white canine teeth were stained with blood, and the smelly saliva was accompanied by dripping blood.
, it keeps dripping down, which is really heart-stopping.
Although Mu Yun wanted to stop when he saw this, his body refused to obey him at all and he continued to approach the vicious dog step by step.
The appearance of the vicious dog gradually became clearer, and Mu Yun felt chills all over his body. It turned out that it was not a vicious dog at all, it was clearly another Mu Yun!
His already numb thoughts fell into chaos in an instant. In panic, he looked carefully and saw a corpse lying at the feet of another Mu Yun.
Even though the corpse was bitten beyond recognition, judging from the familiar attire, she was Yushan who had just suffered a misfortune!
Mu Yun suddenly stirred up his spirit and suddenly broke into a cold sweat. The body-protecting function of the Divine Art of Light was naturally activated, and the illusion in front of him collapsed and shattered.
Opposite him was Yan Junlin, who was still playing the piano with his eyes closed. The originally extremely cold and scattered sound had turned into a strange and inexplicable eerie melody, which made people shudder.
Mu Yun secretly screamed that it was dangerous, and was about to remind Mei Xiaoyun to be more careful. Unexpectedly, he looked everywhere and saw that there was no sign of Mei Xiaoyun. Where was Mei Xiaoyun?
Mu Yun was horrified and subconsciously looked towards Yan Junlin, but the moment he turned his head, endless darkness swallowed everything up again.
Amidst the ferocious neighing sound, the green canine eyes were suddenly in front of me, and the sharp teeth exuding the pungent smell of blood were already biting Mu Yun's throat!
In an instant, a burst of severe pain hit his body, and Mu Yun almost fainted on the spot. Fortunately, this time he was not as mentally restrained as before. Mu Yun consciously had a clear mind, and gathered a lot of force under his palm to kill the "evil dog"
Killed.
At the moment of misunderstanding, the appearance of the "evil dog" is clearly visible, but he is not another Mu Yun, but Mei Xiaoyun, who has disappeared inexplicably!