Chapter 134, I heard the flute again, goodbye Hao Ying
Tang Bai returned to the cave, looked at the handwriting on the stone wall, lost his mind for a while, remembered Liu Yemei's words, couldn't help but sigh lightly, and laughed self-deprecatingly: "How can Yan Feifei's little girl like me, she has always wanted to accept me as a little brother, Senior Sister Liu is so strange, it must be so." After speaking, the kitchen knife was already in his hand, his feet stepped on the ground, leaped up, and between the waves, he engraved on the stone wall the nine big characters of 'Tang Bai of the Great Yanzong came here', and after carving, he laughed to himself. After laughing, he said secretly: "Yan Feifei will laugh when she sees it, she will definitely laugh, I haven't seen her for a few years, I really miss her." β
After coming out of the cave, Tang Bai couldn't help but let out a clear whistle, and the sound echoed in the canyon for a while, only to feel that the depression in his heart was gone, and there was no reason for a burst of relaxation.
Although he thinks that he is a cold and ruthless character, many things have become shackles to his soul and cannot be freed.
Now, knowing that the old friend is well, he feels that the world is free, and he relaxes, and then his body moves, and he leaps all the way along the river, and lets go of himself, until it is dark, the sun sets, the bright moon rises at the foot of the East Mountain, and disappears in the clouds, at this time it is the time when the sun and the moon are contending, and I see a stream through the gravel, through the grass, trickling, the water rhyme is pleasant, and then disappear in the jungle, and is pulled by the beautiful scenery in front of me for a while, so I stopped, and found a small cave at the stone cliff by the stream to spend the night.
After chanting and meditating, time passed silently, and in the blink of an eye it was already the middle of the night, and suddenly there was a flute sound in the distance, faintly, listening carefully, but not very clearly.
Tang Bai opened his eyes, and his eyes flashed with lightning, like autumn and winter frost.
The sound of the flute, and the sound of the flute.
He came out of the cave, jumped lightly, and was already standing on top of the tree, and listened carefully, only to feel that the sound of the flute was like a thin wave, coming from the southeast, and he did not hesitate, and galloped away in the moonlight.
The sound of the flute is getting clearer and clearer, sometimes urgent and sometimes slow, sometimes high and sometimes low, extremely weird; when the flute sound enters the ear, I feel that there is something in the center of the eyebrows that wants to drill out, and the body and mind are uncontrollable.
Tang Bai couldn't help but be horrified in his heart, the center of his eyebrows was where the Heavenly Palace was located and the place where his soul lived, and today, he couldn't resist the sound of the flute! He had no choice but to close his ears, but the anger in his heart was even worse, and his murderous intent had risen.
Looking back on that year, when he first entered the mountain range, Yan Feifei ran away, Jin Buchang became a mystery about the cause of death, Gongsun Bufan died under the sound of this flute, Hao Ying could not be spared, if it wasn't for Liu Yemei's wits in a hurry, she jumped into the river with her, drifted with the waves, and escaped by water, I am afraid that I will also lose my life in this flute.
Tang Bai had long remembered this flute sound.
At this time, the sound of the flute started again, thinking that it was harming people's lives again, and it fell on his ears, but it was a cycle of cause and effect, and he had already decided to kill each other.
Tang Bai didn't dare to be careless, after all, there was a dragon and a crouching tiger among the monks, and if he was not careful, he would lose his life. If carelessness falls into the hands of the other party, it may be difficult to control life and death.
By the darkness of the night, Tang Bai walked cautiously and slowly in the direction he had identified, approaching cautiously, and in a blur, he saw a black shadow leaping in the forest, extremely fast, like a ghost ghost, sometimes standing on the trees and rocks, sometimes hidden in the branches of the ancient trees, changing in all directions, pretending to be a ghost.
Tang Bai Zhenyuan gathered but did not disperse, carefully controlled the sound of his heartbeat, restrained his killing intent, held the kitchen knife tightly, and hid it on a big tree hugged by several people; there was a huge rock several feet high standing next to it, covering the bright moonlight, it was an excellent hiding place; as long as the other party was close to him, he was surprised, even if it was a Jindan monk, Tang Bai was confident that he would be cut under the knife.
At this time, he felt like a hunter, a wolf, quietly waiting for his prey.
Sure enough, a moment later, the black shadow flew straight towards the big tree he was hiding, getting closer and closer to Tang Bai, and when the two were only three feet, Tang Bai jumped up, his body was like electricity, and the kitchen knife in his hand was merciless, and he slashed straight towards the other party with a move of 'Dao Dividing Yin and Yang'.
The black shadow was taken aback, and hurriedly blocked the bone flute in his hand, and his body retreated again and again.
I don't want Tang Bai's knife technique to change weirdly, he changed a small arc in the air, from a straight split to a horizontal slash, avoiding the bone flute, the knife light is like electricity, extremely fast, in a flash, the black shadow screamed, fell to the ground softly, his body was separated, blood sprayed out, splashed on the grass and trees, and the human head rolled into the thorns.
Tang Bai didn't move for a while, but in his mind, he kept thinking about the sword technique he had just made; at that time, because it was the relationship between the knife, the ghost made the god change the chopping to cutting, and he didn't want to be able to control the sword move of 'Dao Dividing Yin and Yang', separating Yin and Yang, and no longer forcibly absorbing the true yuan and turning it into a sword.
This surprised him very much, and then his heart moved, and he said secretly: "Isn't there just two changes in sword moves?"
After thinking about it carefully, I only felt that the sword move was called 'Tao Dividing Yin and Yang', and the meaning was profound.
"Yin and Yang are two different laws, and they tolerate each other in opposition, the reason why this is so is because the two are part of the Tao, just like the branches of a big tree, so there is Tao Wuji, Wuji gives birth to Taiji, Taiji Yin and Yang said, and Tai is big, extremely end, Tai Chi means endless, so how can Yin and Yang be stuck in change? Said: Yi Sheng Tai Chi, Tai Chi Sheng Eryi; the so-called two Yi, also refers to the Yin and Yang Liangyi; at the beginning, the stone wall inheritance, but a virtual shadow with a sword, maybe just one of the many sword moves, their own Hu painting scoop, stereotyped do not know how to be flexible, but also think that they have the true essence, complacent, really ridiculous. β
Thinking of this, I can't help but split out again, will be successively intermodulated, the knife is horizontal, indomitable, the ancient wood not far away is split into two halves, in the knife mang, the knife light heel follows, the ancient wood is cut into several pieces, and then whirl back, do not want to be more powerful than before, surprise, when facing the enemy, there are two more points of chance of winning.
Tang Bai nodded with satisfaction, thinking that there must be countless changes in the "Dao Divide Yin and Yang", but the timing is not allowed, and it is not suitable to continue to comprehend here.
He walked to the side of the black shadow, and saw that this person was slender and long, with black clothes and black trousers, and his head was gone, and his face was unknown; the blood flowed all over the ground, and the bloody atmosphere was extremely thick, and in this dark night, it happened to be surrounded by barren forests and ancient trees, which looked eerie and terrifying.
But Tang Bai killed people not one or two, he was not afraid of this scene, his eyes were all attracted by the flute in the hands of the corpse, he took it into his hand, only felt that the body was cold, and then looked at its shape, the color was milky white, one foot long, shorter than the ordinary flute, there were six holes drilled, like a bone system, and there was a blood-colored rune engraved on it, bright and dazzling, such as blood flowing slowly, strange and demonic.
Tang Bai did not hesitate to include it in the purple gold ring, and then searched the black shadow body, the harvest was a lot, there were five jade bottles, there were millions of silver tickets in the money bag, seven or eight talismans, an egg-sized night pearl, and an old animal skin, through the moonlight, I saw that it was written on the soul devouring song, and then it was a dense number of notes, he was about to study deeply, there was a slight footstep in the distance, he put the animal skin into the purple gold ring, kicked the corpse into the thorns, and then the body moved, and jumped back to the big tree, lurking stillγ
A figure leaped in from a distance, extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it was the place where the battle had just begun.
Tang Bai took a closer look through the moonlight, and saw that the person who came was dressed in white, handsome and extraordinary, holding a long sword, chic and natural, and his face was very familiar; he couldn't help but be surprised, this person turned out to be Hao Ying, who he hadn't seen for several years, and his appearance was as impressive as when he first saw him; yesterday he was still talking about him with Liu Yemei, and decided that he couldn't escape the magic sound, and both of them sighed; they didn't want to appear in front of their eyes at this moment.
After Hao Ying landed, he pulled out his long sword, looked around vigilantly, and soon saw the ancient wood that had been split into four pieces by Tang Bai, and then said loudly: "I don't know which senior is here, why don't you come out and see it." β
Tang Bai was unmoved, he always felt that Hao Ying was a little weird, not to mention how he escaped from the magic sound of the Requiem at the beginning, even if he appeared here at this moment, it was too much of a coincidence;
Hao Ying saw that no one answered, and no longer spoke, and carefully probed, and soon, he found the body of the man in black, his face showed a look of astonishment, anger, and horror, although he instantly regained his calm, but how to escape Tang Bai's eyes;
Tang Bai stepped lightly on the branch of the big tree, leaped up, and followed behind.
Hao Ying fled all the way, as fast as lightning, and was very familiar with the surrounding environment, very vigilant, if it weren't for Tang Bai's eyes that could see night as day, he would definitely be slipped away.
But the more this is the case, the more suspicious Tang Bai is about him.
The night passed in a blink of an eye, the sky was dim, Hao Ying kept leaping, Tang Bai followed carefully, and in the blink of an eye he traveled to an inconspicuous small valley.
There is a thick layer of white mist in the small valley, gathering but not dispersing, silent, thinking that it is a common miasma in the jungle; ordinary people in the rivers and lakes will inevitably die if they enter it, but Hao Ying did not hesitate to burrow into the miasma.
Tang Bai was not afraid of the miasma, but he didn't know if there was danger inside, and he waited quietly outside the valley for half an hour, but he didn't see Hao Ying come out; he was about to break into it, but he saw a figure in the distance coming from the wind; if he looked closely, it was a tall Taoist, dressed in a green shirt and Taoist uniform, holding a Taoist bun, with two eyebrows into the temples, his eyes fell into the cold light, his nose was like an eagle's hook, his lips were extremely thin, and a strong bloody aura emanated from his body, which was the Taoist who fought with Xu Xiaosan that day.
Tang Bai secretly screamed badly, turned around and fled, but the Taoist also saw him and recognized him, only to hear him laugh and say: "There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door to hell for you to break into." When you meet my Blood Dao person, you are also doomed. After saying that, he threw it away, and a blood-red net came straight towards him.
Nets, usually used to catch fish, Tang Bai is not a fish, so he does not want to be caught in the net, he runs away quickly, because he knows that he is not an opponent.
But the speed needs to be compared, the snail thinks that the turtle's speed is fast, that is because it is very slow, Tang Bai feels that his speed is fast, that is his best effort.
The strength can be compared, just like now, the blood dao man pointed casually, the air around him seemed to be frozen, Tang Bai was like a quagmire, no matter how he struggled, he was finally covered by the big net.
The net kept shrinking, so that he couldn't move a bit.
I don't know what material this net is refined, it seems to be soft, but it is extremely tough, the more Tang Bai struggles, the more the red rope keeps tightening, as if it wants to be strangled into his body, he feels like a brown child, tightly wrapped.
Tang Bai secretly operated the mental method of "Nine Changes from the Fire", and a firelight suddenly came out of his body, knowing that he could not burn the net cover, but it was the plank road that was clearly repaired, and the secret Chen Cang secretly burned the note that Xu Xiaosan gave him.
The Blood Dao Man walked over, grabbed the net cover in his hand casually, and said with a smile: "Boy, you come here, you are a catastrophe, don't struggle, the Dao Master will help you transcend later." After speaking, he slapped Tang Bai continuously, and a stream of innate true yuan went straight into Tang Bai's sea of qi, sealed the true yuan of his body, and then carried Tang Bai into the valley.