With the successful passage of the challenge on the third floor of Qingyun Pavilion, the crowd in the square is looking forward to the next higher-level challenge.

"The competition on each floor has an immersive feeling, which is very rewarding. ”

"The third layer passed, and I don't know who will challenge the fourth layer and who will guard the pavilion. ”

"All in all, every one of them was exciting, and the next challenges will not disappoint everyone. ”

......

At this time, the deacon of the Yudao Sect walked to the high platform, carefully glanced at the list in his hand, and then announced loudly: "The fourth layer challenge of Qingyun Pavilion begins. The next challenger is Guigu Chan from the Heavenly Ghost Sect. The pavilion keeper guarding the fourth floor of Qingyun Pavilion is Dong Hongyan, the peak master of Huang Yufeng of Yudao Gate. ”

The crowd in the square burst into activity.

"Dong Hongyan, the peak master of Huang Yufeng, heard that she is a peerless beauty who is proficient in music and rhythm and is known as the first talented woman in Yudaomen. ”

"In the Northern Regions, this peak master of Yellow Feather Peak is a legendary-level figure. The five strings are colorful, and the loud tone is a compliment to her. ”

"There are often beautiful women, but talented women are not often. A talented beauty is naturally a gentleman. ”

"The Heavenly Ghost Sect's Guigu Chan is a young hero who has emerged in recent years, and the title of True Ghost Fangs shows the power of his means. ”

"This comparison is very interesting. The strong ghost cultivator is against the talented Confucian female cultivator. ”

......

Guigu Zhan's expression didn't change in the slightest when he heard his name being pronounced, and his bone-like hands were crossed over his chest.

The white bone skeleton man lying on his shoulder suddenly raised his head, stretched out a bone finger and lightly clapped Guigu Zhan's shoulder.

Guigu Chan said indifferently: "It's my turn." ”

As a fellow disciple, Xu Yang stood beside Guigu Zhan.

Xu Yang said with concern: "Senior Brother Guigu Zhan, I wish you success in your challenge. ”

Guigu Chan nodded and said, "Passing the challenge of the fourth layer of this Qingyun Pavilion is my goal. ”

The dark scales squatting on Xu Yang's shoulder stretched out a dragon toe to praise, and the white bone skeleton man lying on Guigu Zhan's back also stretched out a thumbs up to praise it.

Guigu Chan walked out of the crowd and came to the gate of Qingyun Pavilion. After saying hello to the deacon of the Yudao Gate, his figure flashed, leaving only an afterimage in place, and he disappeared into the gate like a ghost.

......

The psychic stone realm on the square reflected the situation in the fourth layer of Qingyun Pavilion.

On the martial arts arena on the fourth floor, there was a man and a woman, two people standing opposite each other.

On the left is a young man with a white skeleton lying on his back. The boy's skin was smooth, and his bare cheeks and arms shone with a faint bluish glow. There is a strange aura all over the body.

On the right, a woman in a goose yellow dress. The woman is delicate and dignified, and she looks like she is about twenty years old. A light breeze passed by, and she couldn't help but quietly stir the hem of her clothes. The placket is clear, like a golden chrysanthemum blooming quietly. There is no fragrance but there is incense, and there is no sound but there is a sound.

The two stood facing each other, giving people a sharp contrast, one cold and ghostly, the other warm and virtuous.

In the crowd watching in the square, there were people talking.

"Tsk, this Huang Yufeng's peak master Dong Hongyan is really born with a red face, don't tell me what kind of talented woman she is. The beauty alone is beautiful, don't want it. ”

"Temperament, the key is temperament. ”

"Look at the Guigu Chan on the other side, no, no. ”

"It's not a bad match, it's a bad scenery. ”

"Oh, what are you all looking at? It's a fight, not a beauty pageant. Having said that, this Dong Hongyan is a beauty pageant, and it must be the level of an oiran. ”

......

The fourth floor of Qingyun Pavilion.

"Heavenly Ghost Sect disciple Guigu Zhan, come to challenge the fourth layer of Qingyun Pavilion. Guigu Chan said in a flat tone.

"Yudaomen Huang Yufeng Dong Hongyan, accept your challenge. The woman in the yellow dress said.

A bell rang, and the incense was lit.

The white bone skeleton man lying on Guigu Zhan's shoulder turned into a white aura, climbed along his shoulder, and wrapped around his right arm.

Click.

Guigu Zhan's right arm and right hand have an extra pair of white bone armor on the surface. The strange thing is that this arm armor has been fused with its body, as if it had grown like this, without a sense of abruptness.

Guigu Chan moved five fingers as sharp as a blade, brushing, extremely dexterous.

The woman in the yellow dress on the opposite side looked at her, "It's the ghost Dao's bone control technique, it's really a ghost cultivator." ”

"It's coming. Guigu Chan let out a soft snort, and a pale gray ghost aura set off on the soles of his feet, leaving only an afterimage in the void, and he arrived in front of Dong Hongyan.

Without stopping for a moment, the five fingers of his right hand pierced out.

"Ghost Escape—Bone Claw Fang!"

Snort.

The sharp bone fingers were like fangs that tore through the void, leaving five white scratches. The seemingly simple grasp has faintly torn the void.

The woman in the yellow dress on the opposite side had a cold gaze, and her figure was as soft as a golden chrysanthemum in the autumn wind, but she was extremely fast, and she greeted her, right

The hand reached out, and at the same time the five fingers flicked dexterously.

On her five fingertips, a number of green filaments of light flashed, like strings, and as soon as she made a move, there was a rapid sound of horns.

"The Art of Five Tones - Jiaoyin Wood Language!"

The two moves touched, splashing clusters of sparks, as if the blades of the war.

In a short time, the two sides were engaged in dozens of rounds. And the woman in the yellow dress has the upper hand. There were more subtle scratches on the surface of the skeleton on Guigu Zhan's right arm, and there were small green arc jumps on the surface of the scratches.

Guigu Chan hurriedly calculated in his heart: "My bone control technique is different from the bone control technique of ordinary ghost path monks, the outer bone armor transformed by the human soul clone can raise the power of my body to the level of magic weapon, even the body cultivation of the same level is not as good as mine." And the peak master on the other side made even more magical moves, using soul power to transform into a rhythm and interfere with my every shot. And the attribute of her move is wood, and my bone control technique is earth, wood and earth, and she has taken advantage of the attributes. If this continues, the bone armor of my soul clone will be damaged, and I don't know if I can hold on to a stick of incense. ”

At this moment, the left hand of the woman in the yellow dress that had not been used also moved, and the five fingers of her left hand pinched out the magic trick, and golden filaments of light drilled out.

"The Art of Five Tones - The Sword of Shang Yin!"

The golden filament of light condensed in an instant, turning into a pale golden short sword of light.

Whoosh –

The woman in the yellow dress popped out with her left hand, and three golden lightsabers flew out.

Guigu Chan was already a little declining, and the two of them were fighting in person, and his figure flashed suddenly, and he was able to dodge the two golden lightsabers in it.

Thorn -

Guigu Zhan's left shoulder was rubbed by a golden lightsaber, and a cut was lifted on the clothes on the surface of his body, and an extra wound appeared on the flesh underneath.

I don't know if it's because Guigu Chan doesn't feel pain, or because of his super endurance, his movements are not a little messy, and his right hand attacks a claw.

The woman in the yellow dress on the opposite side lost the opportunity to continue the attack, and was forced to dodge and block the grasp with the "horn sound" technique in her right hand.

While!

The two are separated.

The flesh and blood wound on Guigu Zhan's shoulder actually healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Next, the two fought even more inseparably.

The woman in the yellow dress defends with the "Horn Sound Technique" of her right hand and attacks with the "Shang Yin Technique" of her left hand, although she can't use it at the same time, but when she uses it staggered, it is without any gaps, as if she is a perfect horn Shang Sound Rhythm.

After a long time, Guigu Zhan's shoulders, chest, arms and other places left traces of "Shangyin Golden Sword".

However, Guigu Zhan's physical body recovery power was super strong, and the wound healed quickly before it could flow bright red. It's just that the clothes are torn and a little embarrassed, but there is no intention of losing.

To the surprise of the woman in the yellow dress, as time passed, Guigu Chan seemed to hear the rhythm of her rhythm technique, and could even predict her attack trajectory in advance without being injured again.

The tide of battle has become balanced.

At this time, the two collided with each other, and the figures separated.

The woman in the yellow dress was stunned for a moment, and quickly calculated in her heart: "This Guigu Chan not only attacks fiercely, but the recovery power of the physical body is even rarer. At first, I was able to use the technique of rhythm to suppress him, but now he seems to be able to hear the inner fluctuations of my technique. My technique of sound rhythm is not understood by anyone in the entire Feather Dao Sect, unless the soul power is much higher than mine, it can be forcibly and directly suppressed with soul power. And Guigu Zhan's cultivation and soul power level are almost the same as mine, how can he be my bosom friend as a ghost cultivator? Probably just a coincidence. ”

The woman in the yellow dress glanced at the incense burned next to her to keep time, and half of it had already been burned, and she was a little anxious: "Qingyun Pavilion is the façade of Yudao Gate, how can you allow others to step on it at will." It seems that in order to defeat this Guigu Chan in a single stick of incense, he must show some real skills. ”

The woman in the yellow dress said loudly: "Guigu Zhan, your willpower is admirable. I don't know if you can withstand the five-string sound of the master of this peak next. ”

When the words fell, the woman in the yellow dress flipped her hands, a colorful light rolled, and a wooden five-stringed yaoqin appeared in her arms. The surface of the five-stringed yaoqin is engraved with the shape of a phoenix, revealing a simple fragrance.

The next moment, the figure of the woman in the yellow dress swayed and hung in the air.

The skirt is like a chrysanthemum, the hands are brushing the qin, and the yaoqin comes out with the five tones of "Gongshang Jiao Zhengyu".

The five tones are mysterious, the ups and downs are staggered, suddenly like the spring breeze playing willows, suddenly like the summer rain splashing clear waves, suddenly like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, suddenly like the winter snow covering the grass.

The powerful Soul of Sound then spread out like a tide.

Miraculously, this five-string sound actually passed through the constraints of Qingyun Pavilion and came to the square, and continued to spread outward, the seven peaks of the Yudao Gate could hear it, and the world could hear it.

The crowd in the square changed from noisy exclamation at the beginning to silence later, and they were intoxicated.

The beauty of rhythm is something that no one can resist.

Unexpectedly, all the stringed instruments within a radius of a hundred miles of Yudaomen followed the sound of the five strings of this song and played with themselves.

Ten thousand music played in unison, its sound was heavenly, and the power of music turned into a huge river of sound entrenched on Qingyun Pavilion

Empty, gradually appeared the appearance of the colorful phoenix.

In the fourth floor of Qingyun Pavilion.

The ten jade fingers of the woman in the yellow dress flicked like flowing water, and with the singing of the five strings, the breath of her body was raised from the first layer of the Daoming Realm to the second layer of the Daoming Realm.

At this moment, the fingers of the woman in the yellow dress plucked the strings stopped.

Miraculously, the five strings on the five-stringed yaoqin jumped on their own, but without making a sound, or no one could hear the hidden rhythm in it.

The heavens are silent, and the sound is loud.

Impressively!

The colorful phoenix law phase in the sky above Qingyun Pavilion spread its wings and came to the fourth layer of space.

Howling –

A phoenix groaned, and the colorful light filaments in the sky cut down. Each filament of light is sharper than the sword intent, like an array of rhythm.

"Piano Skills - Colorful Phoenix!"

......

Just when the woman in the yellow dress launched the Yaoqin technique, Guigu Chan also made a move.

The five tones were in his ears, and Guigu Zhan's originally cold and expressionless face showed a long-lost smile.

In the past few years, Guigu Chan has laughed a limited number of times, not because he is cold in his heart, but because no one understands him.

He looks like a ghost, but his heart is human.

But in the eyes of others, Guigu Chan is an authentic ghost cultivator, a ghost.

There is no soulmate, so it is lonely. Because of loneliness, so cold.

Maybe every day, the skeleton lying on his back, just sleeping with him, he doesn't seem alone.

The highest level of loneliness is not to be alone.

Guigu Zhan's strongest move is the technique of three lives and returning together performed by the clone of his three spirits of heaven, earth and man. With the technique of returning three lives together, he turned into a hundred-zhang skeleton man, opened a different space, took out the ghost blade golden bone, and cut down the ghosts in the world.

But somehow, at this time, Guigu Chan didn't want to perform the technique of three lives and return together, he didn't want to use the ghost blade golden bone to slash at the woman in the yellow dress who could play the yaoqin on the opposite side.

At this moment, in Guigu Zhan's state of mind, the sound of the five strings is like a gentle wind, rippling waves, the sound is so beautiful, and the girl who plays the yaoqin is so beautiful......

Guigu Zhan's consciousness was even in a brief trance.

When he was a child, he was just an ordinary, only a child with pseudo-spiritual roots, as the sect leader of the Guigu family, he should have been respected, but he was despised.

"He's a piece of shit. ”

"How can the clan of the Guigu family have such a garbage child. ”

"It really made the Zong family lose face. ”

"Let him see the stables. ”

His ears were filled with the taunts of his family every day.

But he was just a child, a child with a pure heart.

By the river, he could hear the small joy of the tinkling of spring water.

Under the eaves, he could hear the little sadness of the summer rain falling.

In the woodland, he could hear the melancholy of the withered yellow leaves in the autumn wind.

Outside the grass house, he could hear the small mood of the snowfall in winter.

And this time, he heard the rhythm emanating from the five-stringed yaoqin in the hand of the woman in the yellow dress opposite. A song of colorful phoenixes is affection, in the girl's heart.

......

There is a blue light spinning out on the surface of Guigu Chan's body, swishing.

The three skeletons of the three spirits of heaven, earth and man fell in front of him in a blink of an eye.

A body is lazy, stretched, and loves to sleep.

A corpse with a scar on its forehead is capable of fighting.

A body with a golden necklace around its neck is beautiful.

Guigu Zhan's right hand flipped, and there was an extra fist-sized Tao Xun in his palm, but it was just a mortal thing without aura. It was given to him by his mother on his fifth birthday.

Catering to the five-string sound played by the woman in the yellow dress opposite, Guigu Chan blew Xunlai.

Wind and snow, high mountains and flowing water.

The rhythm is in harmony, and its meaning is in harmony. It's a song, it's affectionate.

And the three skeletons, dancing to the sound of the music. Although he looks clumsy, his steps are all above the rhythm.

......

In mid-air, the woman in the yellow dress who was concentrating on playing the five-stringed yaoqin looked startled.

Her original state of mind set off waves. Unstable mood, unstable soul power, unsteady fingers.

While!

One of the strings of the five-stringed is broken.

The behemoth piano technique, the colorful phoenix, came to an abrupt end and turned into the colorful colors of the day, like fireworks.

Ah!

The figure of a woman in a yellow dress fell from the sky.

Guigu Zhan's figure turned into a phantom.

The next moment, he appeared in front of the woman in the yellow dress, wrapped his hands, and held the woman in the yellow dress firmly in his arms.

"Girl, you are so beautiful. Guigu Chan smiled.

The woman in the yellow dress blushed, "I, my name is Dong Hongyan." ”

On this day, Guigu Chan remembered this girl named Dong Hongyan.

He and she are bosom friends.