As the sound of the big cymbal continued to echo in the secret room, the faster it went, the more harsh the sound became.
If you listen to it for a long time, you will feel upset. This is Xuanmu who has already cultivated to the lower level of Nascent Soul. If you are an ordinary mortal, you will immediately feel dizzy when this sound is heard.
It felt like his head exploded and he died.
The damage caused by this sound to the human body is extraordinary. This is just a sound attack, and no magic has been added.
If spiritual power is added and turned into a sound attack spell, its power will probably be stronger, at least not something that a high-level beast elixir spirit beast can resist.
Xuanmu was still sitting cross-legged in the secret room as if nothing had happened. You could see a layer of faint green light surrounding his body. This green light was the spiritual power of the body protector.
With the injection of spiritual power, the damage suffered by Xuanmu outside his body is also reduced.
Two days later, Xuanmu's face turned pale, and the faint green light outside his body gradually disappeared. His lips kept trembling along with the vibrato in the air, making a vibrato that was incomprehensible.
.
In the entire secret room, it was impossible to tell which sound was the vibrato and which sound was the sound of the big cymbals striking each other. It could be said that the vibrato that remained in the air had completely covered up the sound of the big cymbals.
Lived.
Xuanmu trembled all over, as if he could no longer withstand it. His body trembled, and he suddenly stood up. He was holding a red ancient sword in his hand, and there were two blood-colored crystals on this ancient sword.
. I saw him swipe the killing sword across the air, and the sword fell on the iron chain.
Golden light burst out from the iron chain, and the buzzing sound became even more intense. The material of the iron chain was indeed good, but it could not be compared with the material of the killing sword in Xuanmu's hand.
With the killing sword drawn, a crack quickly appeared on the iron chain.
Xuanmu looked at this scene without any hesitation, and then slashed with his sword.
The sword fell squarely on the iron chain, and it was still on the crack. The big cymbal immediately fell from mid-air to the ground, and a buzzing sound was heard. This sound was better than thousands of previous hits.
The sound that comes out.
Xuanmu only felt that his whole body was being squeezed by a huge force. He was about to put away the killing sword in his hand, but he felt dizzy, his chest felt tight, and his eyes went dark. In this secret room,
Fainted.
When Xuanmu opened his eyes again, two days had passed. He opened his eyes and saw that the big cymbal was still in the secret room, knowing that this was still the second floor. Just when he was about to stand up, his
A strange feeling arose in his heart, and he grabbed the killing sword in his hand.
Just when he grabbed the Killing Sword, the scene around him had changed rapidly. There were no longer eight white walls around him, but there were landscapes painted on the walls. This landscape painting was quite wonderful. But seeing the landscape
Constantly changing.
As the landscape in the painting continues to change, you can actually hear the subtle sound of running water. The sound of running water flows slowly, and Xuanmu actually has a feeling of lingering.
He didn't know what the test on this level was. He thought it was a test of his body's ability to resist the sound attack. So he still sat cross-legged in these three levels. As time passed, it had been three hours.
Xuanmu suddenly felt that his blood flowed faster and faster with the sound of water, which made Xuanmu a little puzzled. As the blood flow in his body accelerated, the sound of water also seemed to become faster.
His eyes were slightly misty, and he stared curiously at the landscape paintings on the eight walls. The landscape paintings seemed to be gradually changing.
There are mountains and water in the painting. There are also flowers, plants and trees, but no people. But in Xuanmu's feeling, there are not only flowers, plants, trees and mountains and rivers in the landscape painting, but also people. Who is there? That is himself, because at this time he
I feel like I'm already in that dreamy landscape.
Everything seemed so wonderful. Xuan Mu just entered and had no intention of getting out of this landscape painting.
The blood in his body flowed faster, and he felt more refreshed. This feeling was indescribable, but it was truly rooted in his heart. It was a very passionate and intoxicating feeling.
Time gradually passed for seven days. During these seven days, Xuanmu was immersed in the wonderful sounds of the mountains and flowing water, and lingered in the beautiful scenery of flowers, plants and trees. He could not extricate himself, nor could he extricate himself. As the seven days passed, his current
The feeling is completely different from when I came here seven days ago.
He was suddenly extremely curious about the landscape in the painting, and he seemed to have a particularly familiar feeling. The more the mountain looked, the more it looked like the snow peaks of the Kunlun School, and the more the water sounded, the more it looked like the Kunlun Snow Peak Mountain.
The sound of running water after melting snow.
That particularly familiar feeling made him fall into it, unable to extricate himself. He kept searching in the mountains and rivers, trying to find that feeling that was more familiar than familiar.
A feeling that is more familiar than familiar? What is that? It can only be described in two words - real.
In this landscape painting, it is impossible to find a real feeling. It is absolutely impossible. However, no matter how many black trees there are, he has forgotten that he is in this landscape painting, following the sound of water,
He kept walking, and he didn't know where he was going.
In fact, he was still sitting cross-legged on the third floor.
At this moment, Jiang Zhao had broken through the mechanism on the seventh floor and flew down from the seventh floor smoothly. Seeing Jiang Zhao's appearance, senior brother Huang who was sitting cross-legged showed a smile and said: "Junior Brother Jiang,
But please let me wait for you, senior brother."
"Senior Brother Huang, I'm really sorry. Junior brother, we are stupid and it took us a long time to break the mechanism on the seventh floor." Jiang Zhao also smiled warmly and said.
"I wonder when Junior Sister Wei will come out." Senior Brother Huang looked at the tower and sighed.
"Senior Brother Huang, do you mean to wait for Junior Sister Wei to come out?" Jiang Zhao asked doubtfully.
"Yes, we are all from the same sect. As for that boy Xuanmu, we don't have to wait for him." Senior Brother Huang said calmly.
"Senior Brother Huang's words make sense." Jiang Zhao heard this and slowly sat down cross-legged beside him. The two middle-aged men behind him also sat down cross-legged upon seeing this.
At this moment, Li Mo and the three people on the seventh floor were all frowning. There was also a stone table placed in front of these three people. The stone table looked quite strange.
"This stone table? What on earth could it be?" Shen Lan asked with melancholy in her eyes.
"This building should be on the seventh floor. Could it be that this building is really just a place of trial without any treasures?" This was Shen Cong's doubtful question.
Li Mo stared at the stone table with a thoughtful expression on her face, only to hear her murmuring to herself: "This strange rune can actually make a sound. Could it be related to this sound?"
While muttering to herself, she took out the cyan lyre she carried on her back and began to play the melody of the sound.
Half a month passed in the blink of an eye, and Xuanmu was already lost in the landscape painting. Although his body was still sitting cross-legged, motionless, his Yuanying was already in a fugue. At this moment, his Yuanying was in a state of wandering.
Keep searching in the mountains and rivers.
What he was looking for was that familiar scent, that of a woman. He was most familiar with that scent. More than ten years ago, it was that woman's scent that had accompanied him for more than ten years, and in the past ten years, he had also been with him.
The woman's breath was always there.
That was Yan Xiaomei. He looked at the mountains in the sky and the water in the mountains. He had forgotten everything. There was only one thing worth doing, and that was to find Yan Xiaomei.
His mind wandered very quickly, but he found that the landscape had no end. Suddenly a bright light flashed in his mind. The light was very weird, causing his Yuanying to stop moving forward. His Yuanying was in that landscape.
It stopped in the middle.
At this moment, his originally cautious character made him stop his unremitting pursuit. He suddenly sat down cross-legged in that landscape. He seemed to remember that during this long, long time, he had done nothing.
, but keep looking for that woman.
People? Where is there anyone here? His Nascent Soul looked around, but was shocked to find that not only were there no people here, there were not even any animals.
Xuanmu's body sitting cross-legged suddenly trembled at this moment, and he felt trembling all over. His Yuanying quickly returned to his body at this time. He looked around coldly, and there were still eight landscape paintings hanging on the wall.
He frowned, stood up, and walked towards one of the landscape paintings.
When he came to the landscape painting, he didn't say anything. He grabbed it with his right hand and wanted to grab the landscape painting in his hand. However, when his hands touched the landscape painting, the landscape painting actually disappeared into the white wall at this time.
No trace.
"Holy crap, this is actually an illusion..." Xuanmu cursed bitterly.
As soon as his scolding voice fell, the scene in front of him changed again. In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the fourth floor of the tower. On this fourth floor, he first saw Xuanmu hanging all over the roof.
There are bells on it, which make a buzzing sound in the wind.
Then I saw streaks of colorful light coming from the bell. These colorful lights were extremely strange and looked quite dazzling.
Xuanmu glanced at the bells hanging on the roof with vigilance. Without saying a word, he took out the killing sword from the storage ring, and then slashed at the bells hanging on the top with one sword.
go.
When the sword fell, only a bell fell to the ground with the sound, and then disappeared on the ground.
Just as Xuanmu was astonished, the bell appeared on the roof again, still shaking uneasily, and there was a "dang-ding" sound coming from the bell.
"This bell is indeed a bit weird. What is he training for?" Xuanmu murmured, curious about this strange bell.