Chapter nine hundred and twenty eight the sound of the flute in the smoke
She recorded everything Feng Feiyun once said verbatim.
It can be seen that this sentence has indeed had a profound impact on her over the years, so much so that she has forgotten the fear of death.
Feng Feiyun never felt that he had any success.
He is a loser when it comes to relationships. In terms of cultivation, he is not as smooth as others. In terms of work, he is also remarkable, both good and evil. Even though he broke the curse of the half-demon, it still did not make him feel like a loser. A feeling of pride.
But the female disciple in front of him made him truly feel that he was not a disaster, at least he had done something right.
"The Shenjin Dynasty is still a little too small to give full play to your talent. Do you want to accept a more severe test and compete with the best talents in the world?" Feng Feiyun said.
Shi Lan said: "Master wants to take me out of here."
Feng Feiyun nodded.
Shi Lan knelt down on one knee, her beautiful eyes sparkling with tears, and said: "Since the year when she was seven years old, Shi Lan has had no relatives. My sister told me that as long as I am alive, there is hope. Master is here." It brought me hope when I was in despair. From then on, Shi Lan regarded Master as her closest person. Shi Lan still remembers what he said at that time, no matter where Master goes, Shi Lan will follow him."
"Master said, you can't follow me where I want to go. Unless one day your cultivation is strong enough to defeat the most powerful person in the world, and you can break the void of this world with your power, then you can come to me. That world of mine, and my world is thousands of times wider than this world, and by that time, you will no longer be able to find me."
"At that time, Shi Lan wanted to cry, but she didn't cry because she firmly believed in her heart that even if it was a hundred or a thousand years later, Shi Lan would still be able to find the master. Whatever the master wanted Shi Lan to do, Shi Lan would be able to do it. It can definitely be done.”
"Now...I have done it. From now on, Shi Lan will always be by Master's side."
Her eyes were crystal clear and her pupils were dark, staring at Feng Feiyun with sparkling light.
In her childhood, when she was seven years old, Feng Feiyun left a deep mark on her heart, and she would never forget that man, a god-like man.
In the distance, Mao Wugui and Ximen Chuixiao were also staring at the master and apprentice here, both of them in a daze.
"I suddenly had the urge to take on a disciple."
"I suddenly have the urge to take on a female apprentice."
One person and one turtle said almost simultaneously.
The difference is that there is an additional word "female" in what Ximen said while playing the flute.
Maowugui stared at Ximen playing the flute, shook his head and sighed, "Another beast."
Ximen played the flute and immediately became a little dissatisfied and said: "It's great to have a female apprentice. She can also help me write music scores, wash clothes, serve tea, deliver water, wipe my sweat when I'm tired, undress me when I'm tired, and rub my back after bathing." , help me play the flute when I sleep at night..."
"Beast." The sleeping Shengguo murmured in his sleep.
"Tch, where are you thinking? I fall asleep even more deeply when I hear the sound of the flute at night." Ximen said while playing the flute.
A burst of flute sound drifted from the misty river surface.
The sound of the flute was elegant and ethereal, carrying an unfathomable artistic conception. The originally gentle river surface became flatter, as flat as a blue mirror.
In the river water, green and white spiritual flowers grow automatically, as well as patches of jade-green duckweed, emitting a quiet breath, benefiting people's body and mind.
Above the sky, it's like the portal to the fairy world is opened, light rains down, and the shrine is shadowed.
The sound of the flute attracts countless birds, which sing "quacking" and fly around the island, just like a scene of birds making a pilgrimage.
The sound of the flute has affected the rules of heaven and earth, turning this place into a holy land like a fairyland, purifying people's souls.
"Bang, bang."
Two soft sounds came from Feng Feiyun's body, and the two bones turned into phoenix bones.
Shi Lan's body flickered, a phoenix bone was born in her body, and in the sound of the flute, she actually entered a mysterious and mysterious realm, and the "Immortal Demonic Art" automatically started to operate, and she began to die for the fifth time.
The Blood Dragon, Ximen Blowing the Flute, Thatch Turtle, and Shengshiguo all realized a lot in the sound of the flute. When they entered the mysterious realm, their cultivation levels skyrocketed and they broke through the bottleneck. It was as if someone was giving them enlightenment.
This kind of realization and this mysterious realm are beyond their control. It's like they suddenly arrived in the fairy world, breathing fairy energy and condensing their own cultivation.
Feng Feiyun has also improved a lot. Originally there were only 108 phoenix bones in his body, but now it has increased to 144. Although this improvement is based on his previous accumulation, the help of the flute is not trivial. It is like having a The Holy Spirit was preaching to him.
When the sound of a flute fell, it was still reverberating between heaven and earth for a long time.
Feng Feiyun also woke up from that mysterious state. Before he had time to check the state he had reached, he immediately stood up, his eyes shot out bright brilliance, looking for it in the smoke waves.
He turned his body more than ten times in a row and checked dozens of directions.
"Come out, I know it's you."
Feng Feiyun unfolded his reincarnation at a rapid speed, and with a movement of his body, he flew close to the water surface and flew into the mist, causing circles of fine ripples.
He looked around, his eyes blazing, and shouted: "Come out. Since you are here, why don't you come out."
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The blood dragon has also gained a lot. It has been directly promoted from the third level of feathering to the peak of the fourth level of feathering, almost reaching the realm of the Great Demon King.
This is not the sound of a flute, it is simply the sound of a fairy.
"Does Feng Feiyun know the owner of Xiaoyin?" The blood dragon felt incredible.
Although it is a Jiao King, it still feels very unhappy. It was as if it was listening to a sermon from a saint just now, and its cultivation has improved by leaps and bounds, as if someone was giving it an initiation.
On the small island, Ximen played the flute and his face was filled with tears. He knelt on the ground and knelt down to worship, "Holy Master, please accept me as your disciple."
Mao Wugui glanced at him and said, "You don't claim to be the best in the world in flute music."
"With my meager skills, I'm not even worthy of carrying the Holy Master's shoes. Being the best in the world is just bragging. I'm sure it was a flute saint who was preaching to me just now. She wanted to broadcast me on demand, or she wanted to see that I have extraordinary qualifications. Accept me as your disciple." Ximen played the flute very enthusiastically and continued to kneel down on the bank.
The fog is thick and level.
Feng Feiyun found a bamboo raft on a river. When he landed on the bamboo raft, he could still smell the fine incense. The surrounding water was densely covered with spiritual flowers and fairy grass.
These vegetations that do not belong to this world all grow from the space between heaven and earth following the sound of the holy flute.
There are bamboo stools, tea tables, bamboo poles, and purple sand teacups on the bamboo raft. The water above the teacups is still warm and there is a faint smoke.
She just left.
Feng Feiyun looked at the surrounding clusters of fairy grass, red flowers, white flowers, cyan flowers... blooming all over the water, creating a sea of flowers on the water, but also blocking his sight.
"I know you are nearby and you must be looking at me. Are you blaming me for not protecting my beauty, or are you really unwilling to see me?"
The sound of Feng Feiyun echoed on the water for a long time, reaching into the mountains and startling the birds in the mountains.
But her voice still didn't come back.
The reason why Xiaoxiang left that night was because she knew that Feng Feiyun loved Nangong Hongyan, and she and Nangong Hongyan were sisters, so she finally chose to quit.
After she left, Feng Feiyun also chased her, but was a step too late.
Feng Feiyun could conclude that it must be her who was playing the flute on the bamboo raft just now, but she was no longer willing to see him.
Feng Feiyun stood on the bamboo raft, raised his head and looked towards the shore, and happened to see the huge statue in the distance. It was the statue of Nangong Hongyan, or to be precise, the statue of Goddess Taiwei, which stood on the Jin Dynasty. By the river, high into the sky.
"You brought me here on purpose, right? You did it on purpose. You wanted to tell me that the person I love is Nangong Hongyan and to stop me from looking for you. Since you don't want to show up, then forget it. I just want to tell you that I have found a way to resurrect Hongyan, so you don’t have to worry about her."
Feng Feiyun said this deliberately, trying to lure her out.
But it was still quiet everywhere, with only the sound of water flowing and a faint sound of wind.
Feng Feiyun finally left in disappointment, because he knew that when a woman becomes stubborn, it is possible to avoid you not only for a while, but also for a lifetime.
When Feng Feiyun left, a beautiful shadow stood on the bamboo raft and sat down again. He held a flute in his jade-white hands and stared at the water patterns in the water with his beautiful eyes, so quiet. Like a painting.
"So what if we meet, it's just to increase worries."
The bamboo raft drifted in the water and disappeared into the clouds and smoke.
Feng Feiyun returned to the small island in the middle of the Jin River, and everyone stared at him with strange eyes.
"You don't really know the music master just now, do you?" the blood dragon said cautiously.
Ximen played the flute and said solemnly: "Master of music, I can be sure that he is definitely a reclusive sage of the flute. He entered Taoism through music and achieved the level of the Holy Spirit. This kind of person has been rare in ancient times. Oh my God, here is the ancient ancestor." In our reincarnation place, there is actually a Flute Saint living in seclusion. If this news reaches the Piao Miao Divine Dynasty, it will definitely shock all races of mankind."
"It's not that exaggerated. In the history of the human race, it is rare that two or three holy spirits appear at the same time. Could it be that the human race has ushered in another prosperous age?"
The blood dragon feels a little unconvinced. After all, in its view, if the human race can give birth to a holy spirit in an era, it can already control a clan, so that the human race will not be oppressed by other races. If two or three holy spirits appear at the same time, it is simply a prosperity. prosperous times.
Ximen played the flute and shook his head excitedly, saying: "The Holy Spirit, who enters the Tao through music, has only been heard in legends and cannot be seen in reality. The power he possesses is beyond the understanding of ordinary people like you. Why did we hear her flute just now?" By listening to music, you can reach the profound realm of cultivation and advance by leaps and bounds. This is because she uses music to penetrate the laws of heaven and earth, construct the world of the Holy Spirit, and directly instill her understanding into our bodies. Whoever has a higher talent will understand more. The more you get, the more you get. This method is simply not available to other Holy Spirits."
"The reason why music is called music is because it can resonate in people's hearts, purify people's souls, and improve people's ability to communicate with nature and the way of heaven. Can other holy spirits do this?"
Ximen played the flute very enthusiastically, and he actually passed by the legendary music saint. Before, he had only seen it in myths and ancient books.