A bright light flashed in Qinwu's eyes, and then his palms trembled, and the Changqin behind him turned into a ray of light and fell in front of him, with a faint charm flowing in it.
"This is..." Many people's pupils shrank suddenly, and they looked at the Changqin in Qin Wu's hands in shock. The Changqin at this time seemed to be a little different from before. It was more spiritual and its aura was more powerful.
Xiao Yulin looked at this scene, with a look of thinking in his beautiful eyes, as if he suddenly thought of something, and said: "I once heard the master say that there is a magical power that can give the magic weapon spirituality, so that the magic weapon can communicate with the martial arts soul.
, exert the most powerful power."
When everyone heard this, their hearts trembled slightly. Being connected to the magic weapon is equivalent to the soul merging into the magic weapon without any gaps. In this way, the power of the magic weapon can indeed be brought into full play.
A sharp look flashed in Ao Kun's eyes. Although the magical power practiced by Qin Wushuang does not seem to be very lethal, he knows how powerful the long harp in Qin Wushuang's hands is. It is indeed extremely difficult to reach the point where the human and the harp become one.
deal with.
"Let's begin." The light and shadow said calmly.
Qin Wushuang nodded slightly, and the long harp in his hand suddenly burst into light, and streaks of light visible to the naked eye continued to spread outward, undulating up and down like waves.
Strings of piano sounds resounded between heaven and earth, with rhythms that were sometimes fast and sometimes slow. There were different charms in the piano sounds. Sometimes they were sonorous and sharp, like swords fighting against each other, and sometimes they were as clear and sweet as spring water, striking people's hearts and leaving them with endless aftertaste.
Qin Wushuang slowly closed his eyes, as if intoxicated by the sound of the piano. His slender fingers gently rippled the strings, as if stroking the closest lover. Along with the speed of his finger movement, the rhythm of the piano music
Changes also occurred.
However, the next moment, an unexpected scene happened.
Qin Wushuang's eyes were still closed, but his figure quietly retreated and separated from Changqin. Changqin, without Qin Wushuang's control, was still playing the music, and the rhythm was getting faster and faster.
"How can this be?"
When the crowd saw this shocking scene, their hearts could not help but beat wildly. Is this the realm where the human and the piano are one? Even if the human and the piano are separated, they can still play the piano sound, as if there are a pair of invisible hands playing in the void.
It's like plucking the strings.
Tai Long looked at Qin Wushuang in astonishment. He didn't know what to say. He had never seen a person playing the music even if he was separated from the piano. Moreover, Qin Wushuang clearly didn't move at all, it was just the Changqin playing by itself.
.
"Well, your understanding is good, let's continue." The light and shadow nodded slightly, but his tone was still extremely calm, even though Qin Wushuang had already exerted his magical power.
When Qin Wushuang heard this, a strange color flashed in his eyes. He didn't expect that the light and shadow had such a high vision. Could it be that he couldn't get praise from him?
"That's all." Qin Wushuang whispered in his heart. His temperament suddenly changed greatly. It was different from the past. He was no longer so gentle and approachable. Instead, a sharp and domineering aura was released, revealing an extremely powerful personality.
Strong pressure.
"Boom, boom, boom...!"
Qin Wushuang's body rose into the air, his expression as calm as before, but his palms continued to tremble, blasting out a series of palm prints into the void in front of him. The attack was extremely fierce and the power of the palms was terrifying. At the same time, Chang Qin seemed to have been touched by something.
The strings were plucked involuntarily.
In an instant, wisps of terrifying sound waves filled the air, also releasing a sharp meaning. Like an invisible sharp blade, it made a cutting-like popping sound in the air, shaking everyone's eardrums.
Palm prints blasted out one after another, erupting with extremely powerful brilliance, and the long harp seemed to have its own soul, spinning crazily, and terrifying sound waves filled the air and swept through the void.
At this moment, many people with weak cultivation couldn't help but cover their ears, hoping to avoid the attack of the piano sound. However, the piano sound seemed to be everywhere, penetrating into the body from the pores, and everyone's souls were trembling.
Unstoppable.
In the void, Qin Wushuang looked proud and magnificent, like a peerless king. With a single thought, he could make Chang Qin move at will and control the fate of thousands of people.
"Damn it!" Tai Long groaned, and seemed to be affected by the sound of the piano. A strong aura erupted from his body, and the armor of the earth condensed on the surface of his body, which barely blocked the sound of the piano.
But the vast majority of people couldn't bear the terrifying power contained in the music. They were all shaken to the point where their souls trembled, their orifices bleed, and their whole body's true energy seemed to have collapsed, and they were in unbearable pain.
A giant beast appeared faintly behind Qi Luo, blocking the sound of the piano, and his face looked extremely solemn. The magical power that Qin Wushuang realized was so weird that he could fight many people at the same time. Anyone who was weaker than him would be overwhelmed by the power of the sound of the piano.
kill.
Guangying finally looked at Qin Wushuang with a strange look in his eyes, and said slowly: "The Tianxin magical power you have learned is very good, and your own talent is also quite good. It is also a high-grade Xuan-level talent."
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of everyone present were slightly different. For example, Ao Kun and other Zhanlong Sect disciples were all smiles. No matter how powerful Ren Qin Wushuang was, he was still on the same level as the top geniuses of their Zhanlong Sect.
On the contrary, the disciples of Xuanyan Valley had sad faces. They thought that the light and shadow praised Qin Wushuang, proving that Qin Wushuang's talent was better than Ao Kun, but they did not expect that they were on the same level.
When Qin Wushuang heard Guangying's words, a hint of sadness flashed deep in her eyes, but it was fleeting. She quickly returned to her previous demeanor, respectfully clasped her fists at Guangying and said, "Thank you, senior, for your rating."
After saying that, Qin Wushuang's figure flashed and landed next to Ao Kun. He was so cool and unrestrained. Next, he only needed to wait for the holy pool to open.
"I didn't expect you to be on the same level as me." Ao Kun said lightly. Qin Wushuang had the same rating as him, but he was actually happy in his heart. After all, both of them were top figures. The same rating just explained the light and shadow.
Fair and very high-minded.
With the two top geniuses Ao Kun and Qin Wushuang testing the waters, many people not only did not settle down, but were extremely uneasy. Those with Xuan-level talents and above were eligible to enter the holy pool. This test seemed simple, but in fact it was extremely difficult.
Even Ao Kun and Qin Wushuang are only at the top level of Xuan level. Can they really reach Xuan level?
Of course, these thoughts only exist in the minds of people with relatively ordinary talents. They can also see that the light and shadow are extremely fair, leaving no trace of mercy at all, and there is absolutely no possibility of opportunism.
Naturally, the top figures from the remaining five major cities came forward to show off their magical powers.
Cen Xie of Xuanzhou City uses an extremely powerful poison technique that can turn the surrounding space into a world of poisonous barriers. Anyone who enters this world of poisonous barriers will be corroded by the poisonous gas and turn into a puddle in an instant.
The sludge is extremely terrifying.
Wan Cheng's eldest son, Wan Wudao, exerted astonishing thunder power. His whole body was bathed in endless thunder, his eyes were like lightning, and with a random strike, he had thunder-like speed and destructive power, revealing his supreme power.
The artistic conception of Yue Cheng Yue Qingzhu Sword enters a mysterious realm, and the power of the artistic conception creates a world of sword energy. With one sword slashed out, thousands of swords roared together, just like howling wind and thunder, and mountains and rivers collapsing.
Qingzhou Chengyue Bin also practiced swordsmanship, but he was different from Yue Qingzhu. His sword was light and ethereal, so fast that it was unpredictable. The naked eye could not catch its trajectory. It seemed to blend into the void, making it difficult to guard against.
Xiao Yulin in Piaoxue City realized the magical power of the Holy Dream, a place shrouded in thoughts, where everyone will enter her dream, silently, and can transform into extremely real pictures, allowing people to enter the illusion without realizing themselves.
Surprisingly, the talent ratings of the five people who walked out after that were surprisingly similar to Ao Kun and Qin Wushuang, and they were all at the top of the Xuan level.
At this point, the top geniuses in the seven major cities have been recognized by the light and shadow, and they only need to wait for the holy pool to open. However, the rest of the people are not so calm, and feel extremely uneasy in their hearts.
For a moment, the atmosphere seemed extremely depressing, and no one had the desire to step forward. They seemed to be waiting for others to step out.
"It seems that the high-grade Xuan-level talent will be the highest talent, and no one can surpass it." Someone whispered.
Others also nodded slightly, seeming to agree with this view. No one here can defeat those top figures.
Even the extremely arrogant demon youth from before was only a draw with Ao Kun. At that time, Ao Kun had not yet used the magical power he had sensed. Of course, they did not think that he could defeat Ao Kun. At most, he could only defeat Ao Kun.
Just a tie.
After a while, a man finally came out. He had his hands clasped together, his face was peaceful, and he was muttering something. He was the Buddha from Nakhon Yin Temple.
"Amitabha, this junior has come to ask for advice." The Buddha bowed slightly towards the light and shadow and said.
The light and shadow glanced at the Buddha in surprise and said, "He is actually a monk with hair. What is your Dharma name?"
"The little monk cannot give the Dharma name." The Buddha bowed and said with his hands clasped together, his expression looking extremely pious.
"No, can't we let it go?" A meaningful look flashed in Guangying's eyes, his eyes stayed on the Buddha for a few seconds, and then he said: "You start."
"Yes." Buhuo Buddha responded respectfully. He sat cross-legged and slowly closed his eyes, as if he wanted to meditate and practice Taoism. There was no sign of any supernatural power.
"What is he doing?" Many people looked puzzled and didn't understand what he was doing. There was no real energy fluctuation on his body, and it didn't look like he was using magical powers at all.
Not long after, Bu Bu's body gradually became brighter. Wisps of Buddhist light bloomed from his body, and spiritual energy surged around him, as if he was infected.
After that, I saw the light of Buddhism getting stronger and stronger, reaching the top of Bu Bu's head. The three flowers on the top appeared, exuding a sacred aura, and the divine light fell down, shining on Bu Bu's body. The golden light was brilliant, like an immortal statue.