Yuyang Zhenren waved his hand, and his voice was thick: "Listen well, the world's high-level exercises are all spiritual energy envoys, and the spiritual power is divided into different colors and radiant radiation, green, green, blue, red, and yellow correspond to the five attributes of gold, wood, water, fire, and earth." This major is a long sword, and there is also a corresponding swordsmanship. Yesterday, I saw you compete, it should be close to golden cyan, although it is not the most lethal red color in this sect's exercises, but it is also fierce and tenacious. Other sects rarely practice swordsmanship, and naturally have their own strengths, in short, the release of aura is these five attributes. ”

Yuyang Zhenren called Ma Le to the seat, and his right palm hung above Ma Le's head.

A majestic breath, to the yang, slowly seeped in from the heavenly spirit cover, traveled all over the limbs and the whole body, and then gathered in the lower abdomen dantian.

"Bring out the aura and bring it to the top of your right palm. ”

Ma Le did as he was told.

The next moment, the air seemed to be half frozen, and Yuyang Zhenren stared at Ma Le's right palm in amazement.

The seven-colored keys reflect the sunlight and float brightly on the right palm of Ma Le, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple, and the seven-colored keys vibrate in turn, emitting seven different scales, and the sound of the piano is ethereal like heaven.

Ma Le looks at this like the colorful piano keys of a children's toy, and these seven scales are do, muck, mi, fa, shudder, la, and west. Well, what is a piano, what is a scale, and when I think about it, it may be the memory brought by that strange soul, and my heart is clear, but I can't talk about this strange thing.

"What is this doing?" the head of the door did not close his mouth half-open, the dialect replaced the official language, and the white beard trembled on the chin.

"The disciple doesn't know, please teach the master. Ma Le forced his composure.

Yuyang Zhenren has passed the age of ancient times, and after being shocked, he thinks calmly, and has studied swordsmanship all his life to learn the exercises, and those who have impure aura color have naturally seen it, most of them are mediocre people. It is unheard of to have a seven-colored voice like this, accompanied by an ethereal sound. Many colors mean miscellaneous, miscellaneous and can't specialize, maybe it's just a mediocre talent. sighed lightly at the moment, but Ma Le is my three generations of disciples, decent and diligent, and I can't bear to explain it to him.

He took out a blue glowing pill from his sleeve pocket and said, "This is the Returning Spirit Pill, you can put it away, you can restore the depleted spiritual energy." Ma Le, you are gifted, and the deity doesn't know what exercises to teach, so you are allowed to temporarily stay in the Gongfa Pavilion, there are many exercises in this sect, and I believe that there are always a few suitable for practice, and I hope to continue to practice diligently and grow into the pillars of the sect. ”

For the rest of the day, Ma Le lived in the Gongfa Pavilion, practicing thousands of exercises one by one, but he could not release his aura, and there was no breakthrough in his swordsmanship.

In his spare time, he read geographical history books and chatted to get by. Legend has it that in ancient times, human beings were surrounded by Guangdang Mountain, the peaks of Guangdang Mountain are stacked, the ditches and beams are staggered, it is difficult to distinguish the direction when the wind blows, and the spiritual energy in the mountain gathers many demons, often harming the world. The Central Plains Immortal Dao Tibetan Tianzun is compassionate and can't bear the pain of human beings being bullied by demons, and sacrifices the power of the wilderness, willing to suffer the danger of falling, and seals the demons and Guangdang Mountain with his own strength. Since then, the human beings of the Central Plains have lived and worked in peace and contentment, and gradually evolved into the Five Kingdoms. Due to population growth, the five countries plundered each other's resources, and disputes continued.

The Zhenyang Sect of the Huaxia State is located in the Central Plains and borders the four countries, and each country has a sect as a reserve of force. They are the Tianya faction of Yingzhou in the east, the Sun and Moon faction of the Stan State in the west, the Shura faction of Luzon in the south, and the Xuanwu faction of Mumba in the north. It's a pity that the ancient method of cultivating immortals has not been inherited, and no one has ever become an immortal and attained the Tao, and only the tenth-order spiritual qi who has reached the peak realm is called a real person.

Ma Le is particularly concerned about the northern war situation where the master is located, the northern Mumba country bordering his country is ruled by barbarians, and the living conditions are poor, so that the people who practice aura greatly exceed the Central Plains, and most of them are yellow earth aura, with excellent physical defense, and occasionally there are warlocks who practice blue aura, which can drive wind, frost, ice and snow, and the power is huge. As a result, the power of the Xuanwu faction in the barbarian tribe has increased day by day, and a large number of outer disciples have been sent to the army to participate in the war.

Half a year has passed, it is the end of autumn, the sycamore leaves outside the window are withering, and the cold wind is sweeping down the yellow sand.

The people in the sect seem to have forgotten the existence of this senior brother, only Xinyi often sends some food to visit, and without chatting a few words, the junior sister ran away with a flushed face, and before the change, Ma Le definitely couldn't understand why the senior sister was so shy. With the digestion and absorption of the otherworldly soul in the brain, Ma Le's personality, thinking, and behavior become more and more like the otherworldly soul. Although I understand my sister's intentions, I just haven't shown my aura and my future is bleak, so I really don't dare to consider the love of my children before the moon.

Qin Hao's news came from time to time with the official mansion. The master was appointed by the imperial court as the head of the general army, mainly to find that those with the best qualifications in the army taught martial arts and cultivated aura, and secondly, to prevent the barbarian Xuanwu sect from sneaking up on those with advanced aura to participate in the war. The Chinese people are located in the land of fish and rice in the Central Plains, a rich land, and their open-minded and comfortable character makes it so that only one or two of the people in the army can practice aura, and they are weak and have insufficient combat power.

I heard that the sect has concentrated resources to cultivate Zhang Zifei, and his aura has reached the third order, and the Longyang swordsmanship has also been learned, and he will soon go down the mountain to hone it. I happened to see Uncle Fu Chun's smiling appearance, and I wanted to hate in my heart, but I couldn't be ruthless, and I was at a loss.

It is customary to clean the master's room every few days, and the bed is cold to the touch. Ma Le saw things and thought about people, so he wanted to dry the bedding, maybe the master would come back before the New Year.

When I picked up the pillow, I felt that it was unusually heavy, and inserted one hand into the inside of the pillow, and took out a heavy and exquisite paper book. Take a cursory look at it, the penmanship is smooth, and I know that it is the master's authentic handwriting, and the text copied in it is slightly different from the current one, but Ma Le knows it all, and knows that it is the memory of the soul of the other world that has played a role.

Closing the page and looking at it again, the smooth cover reads "1000 Popular Songs".

The opening preface made Ma Le's eyes dumbfounded:

Since the beginning of winter and spring, I often hear the singing of immortals in my dreams, the tune is pleasant to the ear, and accompanied by the rhythmic sound of drumming, I wake up to the aftermath of the beam, and I unconsciously hum the melody of the dream when practicing the sword.

One night, curiosity arises, and the song is searching. Walking to a closed alley, jade paving, flower paper as a wall, and singing voices came from each portal on both sides. I wanted to see through the glass window on the door, but I didn't expect my body to enter through the door.

The singing in the house burst out and was exciting, the immortals were dressed strangely, and the men and women sat in rows regardless of priority, talking about the affairs of the fairy kingdom or the private affairs of their children. A huge mirage on the wall interprets the life of the immortals, and the fairy world is wonderful. Most of the male fairies swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog, and drank the sparkling rice wine in the glass cup, and the female fairies talked and laughed, and the warblers and swallows were charming and moving.

The immortals take turns singing, holding round-headed vertical ritual vessels made of gold and silver, and the lyrics are simple but profound. The emotions are simple and natural, but they are catchy, as if they conform to the will of heaven in the dark, and every word is beautiful, and every sentence is proverbial. There are other words and phrases that cannot be explained, which should be the emotions of fairy things, which mortals cannot know.

Fortunately, I have the ability to never forget, and I flashed according to the lyrics below the mirage, and when I woke up, I copied them down and collected them into a book. Every time I hummed, I was refreshed and refreshed, and my original stagnant cultivation was also refined. But it is a pity that there is no rhythm and no tune can be recorded.

Ma Le was secretly amused, isn't this the singing room in the memory of another world, took the book and went outside the house to study it carefully, and the memory in his brain also worked, and most of the songs he looked through and could sing. A sixteen-year-old boy, a seven-year-old apprentice to learn swords, in addition to learning a few articles on weekdays, he is practicing martial arts and practicing swords, where have you ever felt this beautiful song?

I opened another article at the moment, and I liked it very much after humming it in a low voice. The lyrics are a little similar to my mood, so I sang loudly:

"Sometimes I feel like a little bird

I want to fly, but I can't fly high

Maybe one day I'll perch on a branch

But it became the target of hunters

I flew into the sky

only to find that I had no one to rely on

Every time it's the dead of night

I couldn't sleep all the time

I doubt so

Only my tomorrow has not gotten better

What the future holds

Who knows

Whether happiness is just a legend

I'll never find it

I'm a little bird

I want to fly, I want to fly

But he can't fly high

I searched and searched

Looking for a warm embrace

Such a request

It's not too high

。。。。。。 “

Through this song, Ma Le directly expressed his heart, and the previous depression and confusion dissipated. Looking up, the blue sky is vast, the blue is like washing, and a few smoke waves are nothing!

When I calmed down, I suddenly noticed that the surrounding spiritual energy was surging like a tide, and there was a buzz in the dantian. Ma Le's heart moved at will, and he was surprised to find that he could look inside the dantian.

The dantian is a pitch black nothingness, red, orange, yellow, green, blue, purple seven color piano keys tinkling, turning into seven colors of aura, around a ball, the outer circle of various colors of aura mixed, like a small sun emitting dazzling white light, slowly turning.

Ma Le was excited, his right palm trembled and slowly raised it in front of him, the colorful aura in the dantian quickly wound and rotated, the peripheral light shone, and the aura instantly traveled all over the body, and finally the whole palm was white.

In the next few days, Ma Le immersed himself in it, sometimes studying the aura and sometimes singing loudly among the forests and springs of Diqiu Mountain. Ma Le has also tried many songs, but there has never been a breakthrough of the first time, and the aura is only steadily rising.

"Senior brother!" Xinyi saw Ma Le from afar, called out, and ran to Ma Le with a sweet smile.

The colorful glow of dusk bloomed on the top of the Diqiu Mountains, and the orange-red afterglow was reflected on the face of the little sister who could blow the bullet, the red lips were lightly opened, and the dimples appeared, so it was not charming.

"Senior brother, you're singing again! I'm done practicing today, teach me to sing a song." ”

"Okay, can you sing the little orangutan?"

。。。。。。

A few days later, the imperial court reported again.

The advance army of the master was stationed in the border Jizhou City, and three days ago it was attacked by the enemy, and the enemy army entered the city overnight. Qin Hao disappeared after taking the head of the opponent's general among the ten thousand armies. The barbarians were furious and ordered the slaughter of the city, and the city was full of blood and corpses, which was unbearable.

In the council hall of the Songyang faction, Yuyang Zhenren was located in the first seat with a pale face, and said in a deep voice: "This faction is rooted in the Huaxia country, and it is interdependent with the imperial court, and there is no long-term stable environment, how can we talk about development? “

"Head, Hongxiu asked to go down the mountain and slaughter him. "The only woman among the uncles, Yin Hongxiu, and her sister just married into a merchant in Jizhou City a few years ago, and she gritted her teeth at this time and was full of murderous spirit.

"Don't be impulsive. The head pondered for a moment and said, "It must be that the Xuanwu faction disregarded the agreement of the rivers and lakes and privately sent the aura master to control the battle situation." Lu Fuchun, Hu Tie, Jiang Diquan, the three of you, gather all the outer disciples to join the battle, if you encounter a strong enemy, you will definitely kill him without leaving a piece of armor!"

arranged again: "Yin Hongxiu took Zhang Zifei, Guo Zaiyu, and Wei Hua to find Qin Hao's whereabouts. The other inner disciples stepped up their practice and were ready to go to war at any time. “

Ma Le hurriedly came out and said: "Master, Ma Le has followed his master since he was a child, and he is like father and son. Now that he is missing, the disciples are anxious, and I implore Uncle Yin and all the junior disciples to go together. “

Second uncle Lu Fuchun rushed in front of the head of the house in a strange way: "People who don't even have aura don't go, so that their uncles and nephews will be distracted to take care of them, and increase the risk." “

Ma Le, who said this, had an evil fire in his heart, and looked coldly at Lu Fuchun, who was short and fat.