At the end of the song, the satisfaction ball flew overwhelmingly, and the eyes of every audience member at the scene were filled with tears, the spirits, there are very few who have not experienced life and death, even the wives and daughters of those high-level spirits who are most closely protected, it is inevitable that they will often face the death of their loved ones, this song evokes the deepest sentimentality in their hearts.

"I'm going to invite him to my palace and sing. Madame Emerald rubbed her red eyes, among all the domain masters, only she and the Ice Fairy were females, but the Ice Fairy was a frozen face, and there was no trace of emotional change, but Madame Emerald was different, she was known for her gentleness and affection in the entire spirit world, and she didn't know how many dead roosters had fallen down.

In the third round, a Zongmen Gui began to chant this whimpering song repeatedly, and the satisfaction ball kept falling like snowflakes, which was related to the reason for the pronunciation of the spirit's speech, this song was not as good as Zheng Fang's original song, and the audience gradually became dissatisfied, and they began to be restless in their seats, expecting to hear Zheng Fang's singing as soon as possible.

"You'll have to sing another song later, is there anything else?" Zanchen quietly reminded Zheng Fang, he had seen that the audience's satisfaction ball was starting to be tempered, and they wanted to leave it to Zheng Fang, but they also wanted Zheng Fang to bring them a different song.

This is the ability, one of your songs can impress the audience, not necessarily the second song still satisfies them, Zheng Fang pondered, this song can't have complicated lyrics, whether it is used in the human world or the underworld, the audience can't understand it, and once the translation passes, the taste of the song has completely changed, and he must find a song without words.

As he thought about it, there seemed to be a blazing bonfire in front of him, a robe of black flowers on a white background fluttering fiercely, "Ahh

That's it, the sacrificial song of the Diyuan tribe, that is the praise and publicity of life, there is nothing more than this song to mobilize the emotions of the audience, especially the beating of the drums, so that these spirits who only know babbling can understand what is called rhythm! Zheng Fang was a spirit, and instantly selected his third round of songs.

Not only will it wash your brain, but it will also kidnap your limbs and see how many spirits will beat to his song.

This song is not sung by one person? There are not only male voices but also female voices? I will go! What else can't be done by a great power of the four realms? If Zheng Fang is willing, it is a matter of minutes to make a symphony alone.

Regardless of Zheng Fang's choice of the third round of songs there, the entire hairpin Gui energy is still continuing, for the convergence of the third round of audiences, all the sect Gui has also taken out their own housekeeping skills, a sect Gui has changed a living person, and created a living spirit out of thin air, not only able to communicate with people, but even practiced on the spot.

This move stumped several sect leaders, and it was much more powerful than Zheng Fang's glass ball. Zheng Fang was also nervous, you must know that even if he has the ability to be powerful in the Five Realms or above, it is impossible to create a person out of thin air like Nuwa. Otherwise, as long as you open a factory in this world, what do you have to do with the male and female?

After carefully investigating the spiritual power created by this spiritual man, Zheng Fang sensed the signs of the spiritual power escaping, and secretly concluded in his heart that this kid was still playing the trick of spiritual power creation, but how could this spiritual power creation be able to speak and cultivate?

It wasn't until another clever sect Gui also created a spirit man who could talk and cultivate, that Zheng Fang suddenly realized that this kid had actually added one of his own clones in the process of creating a spirit man. These guys have fought hard for this crown, you must know that creating a clone will also lead to a decline in their own realm.

It's like magic, a thing is seen through, and it's not mysterious, calligraphy, painting, carving, these were originally extremely clever abilities, why have they become dispensable chicken ribs in the ability of this hairpin, the key is that these things are created, and they will be seen at a glance, so that the laurels of the sect can slowly use their spiritual power to continue to study there.

Even those abilities that require some skills, because the results are obvious, the smart Gui of the sect can completely push it back, just like the foreign beast mask torn out of the white animal skin, it can't be like the Gui of the sect, tear it out in two or three times, just tear it a few more, and in the end, it will be a similar foreign beast mask.

Singing and dancing is different, after singing and dancing, there will be no more, you have to imitate, first of all, you have to remember all the details, and secondly, those pronunciations and exhalations, the shape of every joint of the body, you have to concave it, you can't make mistakes, this difficulty is greater than others, so the hairpin Gui can go to the end, it will always be a song and dance competition, which sect Gui will not learn a few songs before the competition.

Finally it was Zheng Fang's turn to play again, the first two rounds of Zheng Fang's satisfaction was not much, and he definitely couldn't get into the top three, but there was still a lot of inventory in the audience's hands, if this last song could be played, Zheng Fang would undoubtedly take the crown properly, but if the audience didn't feel his song, it would not be a laurel thing, and I am afraid that the laurel would not have his share.

The strange thing is that as soon as Zheng Fang came on the stage, he began to repeat the abilities of Gui of other sects, creating people, singing, dancing, painting with mud, and pinching people with mud...... One moment he looked like a wizard of an ancient tribe, and the other he looked like a babbling spirit child, but when the satisfaction ball was thrown one after another, he was suddenly a little confused.

I haven't sung my own songs yet, what are the special and brilliant things about these imitations, and where does such a great charm come from so that the audience who has become rational can throw the satisfaction ball in their hands one by one?

If it weren't for the powerful spiritual power at the peak of his four realms, he noticed that the mouth of a domain master was slightly open and closed, Zheng Fang would probably really have a great deviation in his cognition, what a shady scene! This is the real shady scene, it turns out that labor and management are the culprits of this shady scene, but ...... Why do these domain masters want their subordinates to throw the satisfaction ball to themselves?

After a little contemplation, Zheng Fang immediately understood, even if Zhao Buying, who broke up with him, he would also throw the satisfaction ball to himself, because the spirit world needed such an organization against the Bixiao Palace, and he Zheng Fang was recognized by all parties as the most qualified person to take on this organization precisely because he was carrying the mansion master token, not only Zheng Fang needed it, but other forces also needed it!

When he figured this out, he immediately understood what the old ancestor had been doing, although the old ancestor repeatedly emphasized to him the importance of the hairpin laurel test, but all the efforts were just to ensure that he participated, as for whether to win the laurel or not, the old ancestor was actually not nervous, and his training for Zheng Fang was more like a passing motion.

Relatively speaking, the pressure on Ni Sheng is obviously greater, after all, Zheng Fang only has four realms, even if he goes to the five realms, he can't control the behavior of those who are more powerful than the five realms, Zheng Fang won the laurel, but it is just a stage for the five realms to negotiate with each other, how to sing on this stage, I'm afraid it depends on the eight sect masters of Ni Sheng behind.

When it came to singing, Zheng Fang was already covered with a full ball of satisfaction and won the laurel indisputably, but he still wanted to give everyone the song he heard in the Abyss tribe, whether it was the whimper of the ghost or the cry of the human being, it represented the call of life, and the creatures that could make this call should not perish.

The fingers of his hands flicked slightly, and a drum sound came out of thin air, which seemed sparse and messy at first, and gradually, the drum sound became dense and with a strong sense of rhythm, just listening to the vibrating drum sound, some of the spirits in the audience were already dancing unconsciously, ready to move.

"Ah!" like a cry from the depths of the earth, the majestic male voice began to sing, at first unassumingly, with a sense of suffocation of being buried, but as the rhythm continued to roll up the soil, the deep sound became stronger and higher-pitched, and when the drums suddenly rang out in unison, at a higher decibel level, all the audience could not help but take a deep breath.

It was the ease of breaking through the earth, it was the admiration of the origin of life, and then the female voices joined in, they were like the grass that had just sprouted, like the breeze blowing through the earth, welcoming the life that bloomed from the soil.

"Ahh......h The life that broke out of the ground felt this new world, there was confusion, confusion, and fear, but more than that, it was curiosity, excitement, trembling out of nowhere, and indescribable ease.

The drums became denser, the rhythm became stronger and stronger, life rushed from all directions, they sang and danced, they sang to their heart's content, one by one, they opened their arms and leaped high into the sky, as if they wanted to break gravity and soar into the universe. At this point, the singing has reached **, and the male and female voices are intertwined, constantly climbing to the top.

All the spectators stood up, they should be to the beat of the drum, swing their bodies, face the sky, feel the wave after wave of energy released to the sky, feel the miracle of life created one after another.

Zheng Fang sang highly, his eyes flashed the robe with black flowers on a white background, it rose high in the wind, fluttered in the air, stretched and curled, as if it had a life and danced in the sky, but then, the robe suddenly slipped down, and a slender palm stretched out from the robe, with a fatalistic power, gently patted down.

The singing stopped abruptly, the whole hall was silent, people stood there, stunned to look at Zheng Fang who had finished singing, for a moment, they seemed to have the illusion that they were not in this hall, but went to some unknown place that everyone cherished in their hearts.

"I gotta say, it's the best song I've listened to in thousands of years. Yingxing stood up and said lightly.

"I admit it, you Star Picking Sect has produced a good singer!" Yun Lisuo, nicknamed the old rabbit man, winked at Yingxing.