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The consumption of vitality is a big drawback, even if Lin Yi's cultivation recovery speed is ten times that of ordinary cultivators, it still can't completely make up for the vitality consumed.

Actually, this has a lot to do with the fact that he hasn't broken through the martial arts yet.

If he breaks through the martial arts, Lin Yi's cultivation speed and vitality recovery speed will be doubled.

But in the past half a year, no matter how hard Lin Yi cultivated, even if he used up all the Yuan Qi Crystals in the rosette space, he could only barely break through to the peak of the ninth-order martial artist.

There is only one step away from breaking through the martial arts, but this step is difficult to compare to the sky!

Fortunately, after more than half a year of cultivation, his comprehension of the realm protection color has reached a higher level, Bai Muya and Yun Qingshan and other powers, the mist around Lin Yi that he saw was the realm protection color that Lin Yi had comprehended.

If Lin Yi didn't want to expose his realm, no one would be able to spy on his true realm.

Lin Yi ate a Qi Replenishing Pill, and the vigorous vitality essence burst out in his body, and Lin Yi accelerated the speed of the vitality of his whole body.

At this point, it's exactly twenty breaths.

However, what Lin Yi didn't expect was that the magic circle did not flicker, and he was not teleported to the thirty-second killing array.

A peach blossom forest appeared in front of him.

The fragrance of flowers in the peach forest is fragrant, the peach blossoms are splendid, and the bees and butterflies are flying and circling in the peach forest, which is a good picture of the bees and butterflies making spring.

At the end of the peach grove is a thatched hut in which a young man in a blue shirt sits.

The manhood is magnificent, and the appearance is extraordinary.

In front of him was a lyre, and his hands were resting on the strings.

Lin Yi was surprised, because he found that the qin in front of the man turned out to be his Jiaowei qin.

The young man raised his head and smiled at Lin Yi, his smile was gentle and peaceful, not at all like Lin Yi who was about to be killed.

"Zheng!"

The man stroked the strings, and a clear sound resounded through the peach forest, and the peach blossoms flew all over the sky, gradually fascinating his eyes.

……

"It's finally the thirty-first one. Master Bodhi was full of emotion.

"Master, what is there that you don't understand about this thirty-first formation?" Yun Qingshan asked curiously on the side.

The Martial City Lord, the Dragon Feather King, Leng Yanhou, Qin Wangyue and the others all pricked up their ears and listened attentively.

Master Bodhi looked at the Heavenly Ladder Mountain entrenched in front of him, and said with some sadness: "Starting from the thirty-first formation to the fortieth formation, this path is called the path of genius burial. Throughout the ages, how many famous Terran monks have been hated on this road. ”

"I see, no wonder it's been twenty-five breaths, and the lights are still on, so there is still such a saying. "The main road of Wucheng City.

Qin Wangyue suddenly asked, "Master, seeing that you are so sad, could it be that your friend once drank hatred in thirty-one years?"

Master Bodhi nodded, and said with a sad face: "An old friend, five hundred years ago, was drinking and hating in the thirty-first year, at that time, he was a qin idiot who was well-known in the entire Xichuan cultivation world, and his surname was Ji Dan and a Yao character. ”

"Ah, it turned out to be Ji Yao?" Qin Wangyue exclaimed in surprise and smacked his tongue: "When I was young, I once found a sheet music, and when I practiced, I was shocked by the person who wrote the score, and the author of the score was Mr. Ji Yao. ”

Master Bodhi nodded and said, "That's right, my old friend, as early as five hundred years ago, can be called the first musician among the young generation of monks, and his attainments in the art of the piano are unsurpassed in the world. It's a pity that in the end, it's still in the middle of the hate. ”

"The path of genius burial is really powerful. Unexpectedly, five hundred years ago, the first musician of the young monks in the world was strangled, I wonder if Lin Yi can break through this hurdle?" said the Dragon Feather King.

Everyone's eyes looked again, projecting the bright lights in the magic circle.

The lights of the thirty-first killing array were still on, but the lights of the thirty-second killing array were not on.

……

The sky is full of peach blossoms, flying like rain.

Enveloping Lin Yi, Lin Yi secretly praised in his heart, the blue-shirted monk in the thatched hut had superb piano skills.

In the peach blossom rain, Lin Yi couldn't dodge at all, even if he used "Nine Dragon Steps" to the extreme, he couldn't dodge.

Because it was peach blossom rain, there was no martial arts body to avoid the invasion of rain.

However, Lin Yi did not sit still at all, which aroused the fighting spirit in his heart.

He inserted the Ziyang Sword into the rosette space and took out the Black King Kong.

Hold the bow in your left hand and stroke the string with your right hand.

Lin Yi's fingers moved slightly.

"Zheng~"

The bowstring made a melodious, soft sound.

Like the spring breeze blowing green grass, like spring light caressing the earth.

Suddenly, the peach blossom rain that fell all over the sky suddenly stopped in the air.

As if they had souls, they turned around and fell back on the peach branches.

In the blink of an eye, the peach blossom rain in the sky disappeared.

The young monk in the thatched hut was obviously startled, he raised his head, smiled at Lin Yi, and played quickly on the strings with both hands.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng!"

The peach blossoms left the branches and fell to the ground.

The peach blossoms that fell to the ground rolled into a ball one after another, and in the blink of an eye, a cavalry composed of peach blossoms appeared in front of Lin Yi.

Pink horses, pink cavalry, pink knives and guns, pink armor, pink bridles.

"Zheng!"

A rapid piano sound resounded through the peach forest.

The two front hooves of the war horse herd suddenly raised, as if there were countless neighing sounds, the front hooves fell to the ground, and dozens of war horses rushed towards Lin Yi frantically!

Looking at the pink war horse rushing madly, and looking at the pink and vivid warriors on the horse, Lin Yi was amazed in his heart.

"Turning the trees full of peach blossoms, turning horses and cavalry, this kind of piano art, even in Yunxiao City 10,000 years ago, is an amazing move. ”

Lin Yi began to feel a trace of admiration for the blue-shirted monk in the thatched hut.

Looking at the group of war horses that were getting closer and closer, Lin Yi hooked his fingers on the bowstring three times.

"Zheng Zheng Zheng~"

The wind flew out of the bowstring, turning into three wisps of wind around the beam, gently blowing in the pink horses, and all the horses began to fall apart.

Slowly, the warriors on the war horses were slowly dismembered, and then the war horses slowly expanded, and quietly, all the warriors and war horses turned into peach blossoms flying in the sky again.

One after another, they fell back into the branches.

Soon, the horses disappeared, and the soldiers disappeared without a trace.

The peach blossoms on the tree are still bright, and not even a single petal is left on the ground.

In the thatched shed, the blue-shirted young man let out a soft sigh, he raised his head, looked at Lin Yi silently for a moment, stood up silently, and walked out of the thatched shed.

came to Lin Yi's side, hugged his fist at Lin Yi, bowed, and was convinced.

Lin Yi didn't dare to hold it up at all, he also hugged his fists, bowed, and returned the salute.

Although he didn't know whose soul the blue-shirted monk on the opposite side was, Lin Yi was very sure that the blue-shirted monk was definitely famous during his lifetime.

In the blink of an eye, the blue-shirted monk vanished.

Lin Yi found that the peach forest also disappeared, and the magic circle beside him flickered, and Lin Yi was teleported to the thirty-second killing array.

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