A month has passed, and a young man in white can still be seen sitting cross-legged under this boulder.
He is Xuan Mu. In the past month, he has been wasting a jade slip every day, constantly imprinting these words and notes on the jade slip. But he has never succeeded, but he still perseveres in imprinting.
Now, he was looking at the only three brand-new jade stones left in the storage ring. He gritted his teeth and took out a jade stone again. This time, he did not blindly imprint those words. Instead, he imprinted this huge stone on the
Inside the jade slip, all the words were imprinted on it according to the pattern on the boulder, and then the musical notes were also imprinted on the jade slip.
After the process was completed, he opened his eyes and stared blankly at the jade slip in front of him. He did not speak. Instead, his eyes showed contemplation. Then, he injected a spiritual power into the jade slip and saw
The jade slips glowed with a strange light, and at the same time, the words on the boulder also glowed.
Then, I saw the jade slip flying out of Xuanmu's right hand, quickly entering the boulder, and turning into a musical note. Then, a crack appeared on the boulder, and streaks of white light emerged from the crack. Xuanmu
After thinking for a moment, he quickly stepped towards the crack.
As he stepped into the crack, he felt a white light glowing in front of his eyes, and he actually passed through a huge boulder.
What came into view was a high mountain. There were some strange flowers on the high mountain. The flowers were like trumpets, glowing with purple light. But a rustling sound could be heard coming from the flowers.
Xuan Mu looked like he was thinking, and then moved his eyes away from the flowers. Then he saw a mountain with piles of huge rocks, and a waterfall flowing down from the mountain. He jumped hard, but suddenly found that there was no way to do it.
Flying up, it seems as if there is an invisible pressure hanging in the sky.
"Why is this? It seemed that I could fly easily in the elementary secret realm, but I can't fly here?" Xuanmu was confused, and then walked forward. He wanted to see what was going on here.
It was strange. But at this moment, I heard an extremely strange sound.
The sound was different from the sound made by the flowers. Xuanmu took a closer look, and then, with a decisive look in his eyes, he sat down cross-legged. He kept staring at the flowing spring in front of him.
Flying waterfall, as if listening attentively.
Huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh-huh... This is the weird sound Xuanmu heard. The sound did not have a great impact on Xuanmu, but Xuanmu obviously felt the rhythm of this sound at this time.
The sound of the waterfall aroused extreme curiosity.
Xuanmu already knew very well what kind of place this trial place was. The strangest thing inside was the sounds. However, these sounds were all for the disciples to learn in the trial place. He kept capturing this wonderful sound.
And the beautiful sound kept recalling the wonder of this sound over and over again in my mind.
Then, he took out the Yulan Qin from the storage ring and placed the Yulan Qin on his knees. He followed the rhythm of the waterfall and started playing.
Seven days passed after this playing. During these seven days, he finally became familiar with the sound of the waterfall. Then, he began to listen carefully to the sound of the flowing spring, following the sound of the flowing spring in his heart.
Sound, grasping the rhythm of the sound of the flowing spring.
This time, it took him half a month to master the rhythm of the flowing spring. However, obviously there was no better effect. He tried to inject spiritual power into playing the music of the waterfall.
As soon as the sound of the piano sounded, Xuanmu immediately felt a sense of coldness.
He frowned, and then continued to play. Immediately, he saw a cyan light rushing out from the strings, and the light turned into a cyan waterfall. After he finished playing the entire song, the cyan light burst out from the strings.
The waterfall is actually dozens of feet big.
When the sound of his piano stopped, the waterfall quickly dissipated in mid-air. Xuanmu stared blankly at the empty space in front of him. After the shock in his heart rose, he could not calm down for a long time.
When he was about to try to play the sound of the flowing spring again, he found that all the spiritual power in his body had been exhausted. He quickly took out a bottle of Peiyuan Pill from the storage ring and put the bottle of Peiyuan Pill into it.
Pour out seven pills and swallow them into your belly.
Then, he began to refine them. Three hours later, he finally finished refining the seven Yuan-Pui Yuan Pills. However, it was obvious that the spiritual power in his body had not been fully restored.
He frowned and took out another bottle from the storage ring. The bottle contained the Good Fortune Pill. This time he no longer poured out a little, but poured the entire bottle of Good Fortune Pill into his belly. Then he poured the whole bottle of Good Fortune Pill into his belly.
Close your eyes again and start refining.
It wasn't until the next morning that he slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were full of exhaustion. He stretched out the five fingers of his hands, ready to play again. At this moment, he saw that
Strings of strange flowers kept squirming.
Just after the flower squirmed rapidly, he actually saw that the flower had grown to more than an inch in length at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then, bursts of trumpet sounds came from the flower.
"Is this a sound again? Could it be a tune?" Xuanmu said to himself, closing his eyes slightly, and listened quietly. The song was not very long, and it stopped after almost two seconds. Xuanmu listened to himself
He opened his eyes.
When he looked at the strange flowers again, he saw that each flower had quickly withered. Xuanmu frowned, not understanding what was going on. He just listened once,
It is impossible to capture the rhythm of the music played by this flower.
So he looked at it with an annoyed look, and finally sighed helplessly: "This flower is really weird, but I can only wait for it to bloom again. I wonder if it will be in a year or when?"
He thought for a moment, and then simply sat down cross-legged here. He was bound to win the music played by this strange flower.
One day later, the spiritual power in Xuanmu's body gradually recovered. He began to try to use his spiritual power to practice Liuquan's music. As soon as Liuquan's music came out, Xuanmu's ears immediately stood up, and his eyes showed a look of surprise.
, after this flowing spring was infused with spiritual power, the sound was quite strange. After listening to it himself, he actually felt refreshed.
It seems to be exactly the opposite of the magic sound in the primary secret realm. Listening to the magic sound in the primary secret realm will give you a heart-wrenching feeling, and you may even have a splitting headache.
"Could this be the sound of Dao? As the saying goes, the devil is one foot high and the Dao is ten feet high? Is that so?" At this moment, Xuanmu murmured to himself as his eyes seemed to be enlightened.
He did not continue to think, but continued to play. After finishing the song, he felt that his whole body's spirit immediately improved a lot. Not only did he feel refreshed, but his whole body seemed to be useless.
The power is average.
After the song ended, it also consumed a lot of spiritual energy in Xuanmu's body. He poured a whole bottle of good fortune pills into his mouth, and then he meditated and the day passed.
The next day, Xuanmu opened his eyes again. He was going to try overlapping the waterfall music and the flowing spring music to see what the effect would be. Because when he heard this sound, he would sometimes hear the flowing spring music.
When the sound sounded, the waterfall also made a strange sound at the same time.
He tried to fuse two different pieces of music. This fusion was much more difficult than the initial separate playing. Not only did the sounds have to be fused, but the rhythm would also change when the sounds were fused. The changes would be noticeable if you are not careful.
If you listen, you won't find it at all.
Many times, what he imitates is not similar at all, and the reason why it is different is because of the difference in rhythm.
However, he still practiced happily. Another half month passed, and he finally saw groups of flower bones growing on the purple vines again.
This made him even more happy. He looked at the blossoming flowers and said to himself: "This flower is really strange. I originally expected it to grow once a year. Unexpectedly, it grew again in half a month."
, this is also my good luck. If I were an ordinary disciple, how could I stop here just in time when the flowers are singing?"
After he finished chanting, he looked at his hands. At this time, layers of thick calluses had grown on his hands. The calluses were extremely scary, and there were many wounds on them made by the strings.
"It's been a long time since I used my spiritual power to play...! Haha..." He smiled and slowly raised his hands, and then layers of green light appeared on his hands. His fingers touched the piano.
On the string, there was a buzzing sound, and a faint green light spread out from the string, and then continued to flow on this string. Then, the middle finger of his right hand quickly fell on the string,
At the same time, the little finger of the right hand lightly hooked on the Shaoshang string. Immediately, the sound of flowing springs and waterfalls came from the strings, just like the sound of real flowing springs and waterfalls.
When Xuanmu heard this voice, his whole body trembled, and he clearly felt a chill rushing into his heart. However, he also felt an extremely clear feeling. His whole appearance changed, he was full of energy, and his hands were on the strings.
The speed of teasing became faster and faster.
At the same time as the sound of the piano sounded, a green light rushed out, and the green light began to rotate in mid-air. It rotated like a pool of spring water, and then you saw the spring water rushing forward from the center.
Create a waterfall that is tens of feet long. The power of this waterfall is more powerful than Shen Lan's ice blade.
Nowadays, Xuanmu can still defeat Shen Lan without using the blood spiritual power on the Killing Sword. Not to mention defeating the opponent, if he wants to put Shen Lan to death, it is not a problem.
Xuanmu closed his hands while playing the piano, and when the sound of the piano suddenly stopped, the waterfall in front of him suddenly collapsed, turning into water droplets all over the sky and falling to the ground.