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Chapter 18 There is indeed such a song

Tianpeng's mouth opened so wide that it could almost fit several eggs.

What did he see, the birth of an artifact?

However, not long after, the light dissipated, the vision disappeared, and everything returned to calm.

Tianpeng couldn't help but rush forward and hugged the cauldron tightly, but he didn't feel anything magical about the thing in his arms.

Did I see it wrong?

Tianpeng jumped up and down, checking constantly, but no matter how much he injected spiritual power, Iron Cauldron did not respond at all.

"It must be that the divine thing has concealed itself and restrained its own aura. When I get stronger, I may be able to see the difference."

Tianpeng finally came to the conclusion, how could such an astonishing vision be produced by a mortal thing.

"It looks okay, but I wonder if it will be useful?"

Ji Mo looked at the plain iron tripod in front of him, and he didn't dare to confirm whether it was the legendary seismometer. As for whether it was useful, he would have to verify it to know.

Ji Mo moved the iron tripod outside the house and threw it into the vegetable patch, then ignored it.

Tianpeng was dumbfounded. Who would throw the artifact into the yard? The owner is too nervous, isn't he afraid of being missed by thieves?

He immediately moved a chicken coop and settled next to the iron tripod, keeping an eye on it at all times.

Outside, there was already a commotion.

Countless people saw the brilliant sun-like light reaching into the nine heavens, causing the heaven and earth to change color.

"Something incredible has appeared in this world, but unfortunately its aura is obscured, so it's impossible to deduce its specific location."

Countless powerful people have thought about it, but they can only look forward and sigh.

However, there are also many greedy people who follow the general direction of the light, hoping that the blind cat will encounter a dead mouse. Maybe they will be lucky and the treasure will take the initiative to claim its owner.

On the top of a high mountain in the Tongtian Mountains, an old Taoist slowly opened his eyes. Thunder and lightning were flying in his pupils, and the divine light was blazing. A Tai Chi Yin Yang Bagua chart slowly rose behind itself.

He twirled his fingers, kept calculating, and finally caught a ray of energy in the dark.

"The place where the White Emperor sleeps!"

The old Taoist's expression became extremely complicated, he sighed, and then slowly closed his eyes.

From the ancient tomb in the primeval forest, the gloomy voice of the Jiuyou Ancestor came: "This is the breath of the treasure, but it's a pity that my true body, ancestor, can't get out! That idiot Tian Xiong is really useless, and he didn't even send blood.

Food, it seems that if you don’t give him some color, he might forget that he is a dog.”

"ah……"

In the Tianlang Gang, Tian Xiong screamed, his whole body felt as if he had been cut into pieces by a thousand knives, and the severe pain hit his soul, making him worse than death.

He begged for mercy: "Ancestor, please spare my life. I will bring you blood food right now."

Only then did the ancestor of Jiuyou withdraw his magical power, and his voice rang in Tian Xiong's mind: "There is a treasure within ten thousand miles, find it."

Tian Xiong agreed and quickly arranged for all his men to go out.

A few days later, the earthquake struck again.

Ji Mo rushed out of the house immediately, wanting to see if the "seismograph" responded.

As a result, he was disappointed.

"What a piece of junk."

Ji Mo kicked the iron tripod over, cursed and returned to the house.

This time, I lost a lot of blood. I spent so much effort to forge a useless thing and wasted so much iron.

Tianpeng on the side did not dare to breathe, for fear that it would harm Chi Yu.

As expected, if you want to hang around your master, you have to be useful, otherwise even the artifact will be despised.

Then, he was surprised to find.

The iron tripod that had been kicked over stood up on its own and returned to its original position, motionless.

"Could it be that the weapon spirit has already been produced?"

Tianpeng was a little afraid and quickly moved the chicken coop away, never daring to get too close to the iron tripod.

Not long after, the spiritual energy from the surrounding world floated in, slowly poured into the cauldron and disappeared.

Inside the tripod, the lines of the Heavenly Stems and Earthly Branches became increasingly clear.

As a result, Tianpeng hid further, and then became sad. As a result, there was quite a bottomless pit in the house, and the spiritual energy was not enough.

But he could only admit it, how could he dare to compete with Tieding.

Ji Mo had no idea how much trouble he had caused just because he wanted to build a "seismograph" on a whim.

Fortunately, the Tai Chi Phaseless Formation concealed the secret, otherwise countless masters would have come to seize the treasure.

With the arrival of the new January, Baishou Town becomes even more lively.

The day when Wen Xi plays the piano to make friends is coming soon, and those young talents who want to be like a dragon and a phoenix flock to Baishou Town like flies.

Of course, there are some piano friends who have simple intentions and just come to meet friends, but they are only a minority.

Li Xiao has been forgetting sleep and food these days. His hair, which was already few, has fallen out a lot, and he looks even more haggard.

During these days, he hardly rested, and his mind was filled with the song "Flowing Water" played by Ji Mo.

Unfortunately, because of the distance that day, I couldn't hear clearly. No matter how hard I thought about it, I could only recall half of the remaining score.

Even so, he still plays and sings every day, addicted to it and unable to extricate himself.

"If I could get the complete score, I would have no regrets even if I died."

Li Xiao has used all his strength, but unfortunately he still can't find any news about the expert.

The price he offered even attracted a powerful person in the Spiritual Emperor Realm, but it was all in vain. The expert took a surprised look and never appeared again.

The disciple couldn't stand it anymore and persuaded him: "Teacher, there is no master in the world. I think this piece of music was composed by the teacher out of inspiration."

Li Xiao is a master of music and the pinnacle of music. As long as he acquiesces, this piece of music belongs to him.

"Shut up, how can we ordinary people write the sounds of nature?"

Li Xiao shouted, he has noble moral character and would not do such plagiarism.

Despite this, many people still question the existence of the song "Flowing Water", and some people with ulterior motives even believe that Li Xiao received the benefits and helped carry the sedan chair.

This kind of thing has not never happened. There are often wealthy young men with backgrounds who take mediocre works and use the words of some masters to praise them.

Li Xiao's attitude at this time was exactly the same as those of those masters, which was to create momentum for others.

And it happened to be the time when Wen Xi was playing chess to meet friends, so this speculation is very convincing.

"Let's just say, whatever sounds of nature there are, they are all fake and nonsense."

"I can't believe that even a person like Master Li Xiao would give up for three buckets of rice and do such a disgraceful thing."

"Haha, who in the world would have trouble with money?"

There are more and more doubts, and many people have been misled into thinking that Li Xiao is paid to do things.

Li Xiao, who was originally highly respected by the world, gradually lost his reputation.

The disciple couldn't bear the teacher's humiliation, so he knelt down and persuaded Li Xiao to give up.

"The whole world is turbid, but I am only pure. Just like that song, people should be like mountains and flowing water, clear and at ease, unfazed by favors and humiliations!" Li Xiao still goes his own way.

Everyone is disappointed with Li Xiao's performance. For the sake of money, do you even care about your face?

At the same time, I am also curious about who it is and what price they paid to make Li Xiao behave like this.

"Master Li Xiao is right, there is indeed such a piece of music."

When everyone was questioning, someone made such a voice.


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