The next morning, the three were awakened by a flock of birds, and when they opened their eyes almost simultaneously, they found a flock of geese-like flying birds hovering overhead.

"Gah-"

"Gah-"

"Gah-"

The birds circled over the heads of the crowd and let out panicked cries.

"Mr. Ye, look, what danger does this flock of birds seem to be in?" Miss Mu first cried out with anxious sympathy for the sake of the twilight violinist.

"Indeed, they should have encountered some danger!" Ye Xianglun got up and looked, and found that their cries were getting more and more miserable, as if a catastrophe was coming.

"No, Mr. Ye, please look!" Just as Ye Xianglun was about to manipulate the note disc to find out, Ye Chen pointed to the blue sky directly above the bird and shouted.

"Ga ————"

With a long wail, the three of them looked up at the same time, and found that an object was falling rapidly from the sky above the flock of geese, and when the falling object was near, everyone realized that the falling object was their own kind.

"This ......"

Just when everyone was shocked, the three of them found that among the flying geese hovering above them, two sturdy flying geese quickly flew out and rushed straight towards the falling object, and when the flying geese and the falling object approached, the two flying geese went up head-on, grabbed the wings of the falling geese, thereby slowing down the falling trend of the falling geese.

"Quack—"

"Quack—"

"Quack—"

At the same time, the group of flying geese, which had been hovering above the heads of the three people, slowly hovered in the sky, forming a flying carpet and stepped forward to respond, and with the assistance of a group of flying geese, the geese slowly put the injured flying goose on the ground.

"Quack-"

"Quack-"

"Quack-"

After the geese landed, they seemed to be shocked by the existence of Ye Xianglun and the other three, and let out hostile alarm calls.

"Mr. Ye, give me a guqin to use!" Just when Ye Xianglun realized that he had disturbed the life of the flying geese, and was considering whether to evacuate, Miss Mu said.

Ye Xianglun gave the guqin to Miss Mu.

"Zheng Zheng—"

"Zheng Zheng—"

"Zheng Zheng—"

Starting with the guqin, a soft tune came out from under Miss Mu's fingers, Ye Xianglun suddenly realized this time, Miss Mu is a twilight pianist, and its sound is enough to heal the injured flying geese.

"Quack—"

At first, the geese were still flapping their wings to show hostility, but when they heard the soft sound of the piano under Miss Mu's fingers, the throbbing geese began to lose their original irritability, and their calls had become softer.

"Zheng Zheng—"

"Zheng Zheng—"

The soft note energy was slowly injected into the injured flying goose, and after only the treatment of the tea kung fu, the originally injured and dying flying goose actually staggered to his feet.

The strings continued to be played, and the flock of geese seemed to have lost their initial hostility, making a good call, and after another cup of tea, the injured geese had recovered as before, and even flapped their wings for a test flight.

"Quack—"

"Quack—"

"Quack—"

Seeing the recovery of their companions, the flock of geese flew affectionately to the three of them.

"Ga ————"

In the cheerful atmosphere, a terrible howl suddenly sounded again in the sky, and the geese immediately flew back to their original height in a vigilant formation, Ye Xianglun and the others knew that there should be another companion falling, so they got up and watched.

"Mr. Ye, you go and find out what danger is happening in the sky above, and we can't do it one by one below!" After Miss Mu heard the miserable cry of the wild goose, her heart softened again, and she begged Ye Xianglun to say.

"You wait here, Ye will come when he goes!" Miss Mu begged, and Ye Xianglun could only happily obey.

The strings were plucked, a bright disc of notes poured out on the ground, and the geese sensed the abnormal energy fluctuations and let out a chirp that did not know whether it was happy or worried.

Under the control of Ye Xianglun's ten fingers, the note disc climbed rapidly, quickly crossing the height of the wild goose flock and soaring straight into the clouds. Due to the humidity brought by the mountains, the clouds here appeared to be extremely low, and Ye Xianglun broke through the clouds without much effort.

Beyond the clouds, the field of vision that came into Ye Xianglun's eyes was extraordinarily broad, and against the background of the clear blue sky, the first thing that Ye Xianglun realized was that the mountain not far ahead seemed to be unable to see the top of the end.

Ye Xianglun deliberately approached the mountain, and when the note disc under his feet was close to the rock wall of the mountain, he looked up, and the mountain of the mountain went straight into the sky like a solid wall, and the top of the mountain could not be seen at a glance.

The strings continued to play, Ye Xianglun controlled the note disc to continue to climb, and after a full cup of tea, he had clearly sensed that the air above was getting thinner and thinner, and the weak air pressure in the air made the blood vessels in his whole body involuntarily expand.

"Ga ————"

"Ga ————"

Just when Ye Xianglun's breathing became short, a familiar sound of geese chirping came into his ears. Ye Xianglun raised his eyes, and there were thousands of geese circling not far from the sky above, and the geese kept flapping their wings, like a dark cloud hanging over Ye Xianglun's head.

"This ......"

Ye Xianglun looked at the scene in front of him in surprise, and as the note disc continued to climb, the scene in front of him became clearer and clearer.

It turns out that the place where this group of geese hovers is the place where the stratosphere and troposphere meet in the atmosphere, and this is precisely the top of the mountain.

Although the place where the geese hovered was less than 100 meters high from the top of the mountain, it seemed extremely difficult to break through this barrier, and flocks of strong geese were constantly trying, but when they broke through the barrier, they immediately wilted like frosted eggplants, and had to retreat under the command of the leader of the wild goose group.

"Is this barrier really that powerful?"

Looking at the posture of the wild goose team, Ye Xianglun tried to cut into the stratosphere in disbelief, the strings were plucked, and when his body just probed into the stratosphere, an extremely cold low temperature immediately dispelled all his thoughts.

"This extremely low temperature is definitely not something that human beings can carry, let alone the geese who like temperature and hate cold!"

A sigh made Ye Xianglun immediately retreat to the troposphere and look far away, only to see that there were still wild geese trying to sprint among the geese, and some of the slightly self-aware geese could still retreat in time, among which there were some pretentious geese who were still sprinting to the death, only some lucky geese broke through the top of the end and drove into Xishu, and more geese were still circling in the wild goose team.

"Quack ————"

Even though only a handful of them were able to break through the barrier, the geese were still trying.

"Ga ————"

A few geese that just broke out of the barrier, one of them was still flapping its wings and rushing, but when it was close to the top of the mountain, this giant goose seemed to have encountered a cold snap, and under the fluttering body, the whole body of this huge goose was stiff, and with this mournful roar, it fell straight like a falling object.

The geese seemed to know that the giant goose was hopeless, and let it fall straight to the ground without the slightest mercy.

Seeing this scene, Ye Xianglun seemed to see the path of the cultivators, aren't the note cultivators just like this group of geese, cruel but eager to rush to them!