Mu Zhanye smiled slightly and walked away. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Seeing her father walking away, Xin'er suddenly blushed and said with a smile: "Then you can pinch my nose and help me pour it." ”

Nangong Yiyuan just regarded her as a little girl, talking and laughing casually, and suddenly found that the afterglow of the sunset was reflected on her powder, flushed like a glow, and her wrinkled nose was indescribably cute and cute, so she couldn't help but smile slightly, only smiled, and swallowed the words that came to her mouth.

Mu Zhanye walked to the dense bamboo forest by the river, sat down on the bamboo leaves everywhere, took out the Yinshan ancient jade flute from his waist, played with it lightly between his fingers for a while, and put it to his lips to blow it.

The sound of the flute is clearer and higher, like a bright moon, and a vast breeze. Everyone was talking and laughing loudly around the bonfire, only Nangong Yi was overwhelmed when he heard the sound of the flute, and thought: "The flute is like a person, and the sound of the flute of the shepherd hero is so transcendent and outstanding." Then he slowly stepped forward and sat in the bamboo forest to listen.

The clouds of fire dispersed, and the twilight deepened. The vast sky and the thousands of miles of wasteland are connected. Bonfires and laughter in the wilderness. In the faint sound of the flute, a bright moon slowly rose from the top of the Feather Mountain.

The breeze is coming, and the moon shadow is faint. Nangong Yi sat cross-legged on the bamboo leaves all over the ground, bowed his head and closed his eyes to listen to the sound of the flute. Suddenly, the bamboo leaves on the ground rustled, and a unique fragrance came to the face.

Xin'er tiptoed to Nangong Yi and sat down cautiously. The moonlight shone on Nangong Yi Junxiu's handsome face, with thick eyelashes and a charming smile on the corner of his mouth.

Her heart was beating wildly, she couldn't hear her father's quiet and lonely flute at all, her ears were full of her own pounding heartbeat, pretending to listen to the flute, her eyes looked at Nangong Yi with dripping eyes, and thought: "Brother Nangong Yi looks as handsome as his father, no wonder that witch likes him." I wonder if he likes that witch or not?"

Seeing the heart-shaped blood crystal bead on Nangong Yi's neck, a sour feeling suddenly appeared in his little heart.

Mu Zhanye finished the song and said with a smile: "Does Brother Nangong Yi also like the flute?"

Nangong Yi opened his eyes and smiled embarrassedly: "It's just blowing nonsense, I don't know how many times worse than Mu Daxia." ”

Xin'er heard that he could also blow the flute, so she came to her senses and jumped up, and she was going to grab the coral flute of the herding field and let him play a song.

Nangong Yi smiled: "No, I'm used to blowing the green bamboo flute." ”

At that moment, he slashed a bamboo branch with a swing of his blade, and quickly cut it into a smooth and smooth one. The moist green bamboo flute smiled at Xin'er and put it to her lips to blow up.

The sound of the flute is low and melodious, a little less lonely than the herd war field, and a little more cheerful jumping, just like the yellow warbler in the forest and the waterfall in the mountain, which makes people feel refreshed and cool like washing. The song is not complicated, but Nangong Yi blows it freely, but it is varied, tactful and unpredictable, and often makes amazing sounds in unexpected places, and the high-pitched and low-pitched echoes are natural.

After the song was blown, there were bursts of applause and cheers outside the forest. It turned out that the heroes were also attracted by his bright and high-pitched flute sound, although they did not understand music theory, but the flute sound was joyful and joyful, especially in this difficult situation, it was more inspiring, and it was very popular.

Xin'er clapped her hands and smiled: "Daddy, you lost to Brother Nangong Yi! Nangong Yi hurriedly waved his hand and didn't dare.

Mu Zhanye had a strange look on his face, looked at Nangong Yi with blazing eyes, and said with a smile: "Brother Nangong Yi is really a genius of Quyin. Mu has a song, the tune is obscure, I wonder if Brother Nangong Yi can play it with me?"

As soon as Nangong Yi heard the difficult song, he was interested and nodded again and again. At the moment, the two of them sat facing each other, Mu Zhanye took out a piece of parchment from his arms, pressed it with a stone, and put it in front of Nangong Yi.

The parchment is full of tunes composed of ancient musical notes. Nangong Yi wandered around when he was young, and he once wandered with an old musician for a while, so he was no stranger to these notes, but at a glance, he let out a "huh" and looked up at Mu Zhanye in surprise.

Mu Zhanye smiled and said, "Brother Nangong Yi doesn't think this piece can be played?"

Nangong Yi Zhanyan said: "Since someone can write it, it must be able to play." ”

The two of them put the hole flute to their lips, nodded slightly, and blew it together.

As soon as the sound of the flute was played, it was like a cliff and a dangerous wave, high and steep, and it startled everyone when it landed. Xin'er often listened to her father play this tune, but every time she was halfway through, she suddenly stopped, and she was not surprised by this strange and difficult tune, and sat cross-legged and listened with great interest.

Although it is not harsh, it sounds like the whole body is thrown high by a huge wave, and before it falls, it is thrown higher by a higher wave, which makes people feel indescribably nervous and uncomfortable.

Suddenly, the sound of the flute turned sharply, poured for thousands of miles, and became a cliff waterfall and stormy waves. The bamboo forest rustles, and the bamboo leaves dance wildly in the wind.

The wind suddenly rose, the bamboo leaves all over the ground fluttered and flew, everyone closed their eyes and stretched out their hands to block the bamboo leaves, and suddenly felt that they were like being in the middle of the dangerous waves, and they were swayed by the waves that poured down, and the heroic who was slightly inferior suddenly sat down.

The sound of the flute sounded rapidly, the wind and rain were fierce, and the waves were monstrous. Suddenly, the sound of the flute turned around, such as nine consecutive links of the Yao River and eighteen plates of mountain roads. Every turn turns back abruptly in the most dangerous place, suddenly enlightened, like a rapids boat calmly ferrying in the winding and dangerous shoals. After each turn, the sound of the flute gets higher and higher, and gradually becomes the momentum of the first rising wave.

The wind was whistling in the ears of the heroes, and when they opened their eyes, the bamboo forest was dancing, the moonlight was dim, and the big river outside the forest was suddenly turbulent. The inner breath was surging, and I couldn't help but resist this dangerous sound, but the more I resisted, the more I felt that my body was overturned, and it was unspeakably uncomfortable.

The sound of the flute is at the highest point, suddenly like a mountain torrent erupting and surging flames, and they will explode together, and like a thousand miles of avalanche rivers flowing back to the sea, converging into the spring water of the Nu River. The sound of the flute is long and mighty, the long river is rushing, and there are hundreds of twists and turns. Listen to the surging waves, the stormy waves crack the shore, the rocks pierce the air, and the thousands of snow burst out, as if it has arrived at the Miao Miao Qiong Sea, thousands of miles of ocean.

Tsunami winds, monstrous waves, and storms became more and more terrifying. Suddenly, there was a loud bang, the wind and waves stopped, and everything came to a halt.

When everyone opened their eyes, Nangong Yi embarrassedly turned his hand and broke into two pieces, and said with a smile: "This bamboo is not strong." ”

Mu Zhanye jumped up, his face was full of joy, and he laughed and said, "Yes, extremely! The dawn breakthrough will definitely succeed!"

Everyone had never seen Mu Zhanye so ecstatic, and when they heard what he said, they were all surprised and delighted, and they all stood up.

Mu Zhanye patted Nangong Yi's shoulder and said with a smile: "Brother Nangong Yi, you are really an immortal genius sent by the heavens! Wuhuan City has been saved!"

Mu Zhanye has always been steady, and it is rare for him to have such a good reputation, Nangong is easily flattered, and just smiles. Seeing Xin'er's big eyes of surprise and joy, she was even more embarrassed.

Mu Zhanye played with the coral jade flute in his hand and said with a smile: "Brother Nangong Yi, this Yinshan ancient jade flute is not an ordinary Yinshan jade flute, but a shock given to Mu by the Qionghai Sea God. ”

The people were amazed when they heard this. During the Yuan Dynasty, all countries had artifacts, and the artifacts were divided into three types: one was the sacrificial artifact, called Tianbao, which was generally in charge of the gods in the country. The second is the beast control artifact, called the shock, which is generally controlled by the heavenly magic spirit. The third is the Doudou Holy Weapon, called the Battle Warrior, which is generally controlled by the Five Heavenly Venerables. Shocking and sealing are the same magic, but shocking is more difficult and magical than sealing, and most of the people who practice it are mainly shocking.

There are many artifacts in the five empires, and this is another matter. The magic of the Shock Artifact lies in the fact that it can shock alien beasts and even humans, and transform them into various things. Since this Yinshan Ancient Jade Flute is a Qionghai Shock, it is an artifact outside the five empires of Yuanyang, and there must also be a shocking beast.

Mu Zhanye said: "This Yinshan Ancient Jade Flute is not an ordinary beast, but the soul of the Yinshan Dragonbeast that was killed on the shore of Qionghai by the god of Yang four hundred years ago. ”

The crowd exclaimed, and they were amazed. The Silver Shan Dragonmon was one of the nine demonic beasts that appeared in Yuan Yang four hundred years ago, and when it appeared, it collapsed into eighteen cities, flooded the rivers, and the people of Li were displaced. Guang Wencheng fought with him for five days and nights before killing him, but he also consumed a lot of true yuan, and died of exhaustion in the subsequent duel with fierce beasts such as the Sky Devouring Dragon Beast.

Mu Zhanye said: "The Nine Great Seamasters of Qionghai quietly buried the Yinshan Dragonmon in the deep sea, cut off its Yinshan horns, and made this Yinshan ancient jade flute. and shook its soul with this silver mountain ancient jade flute. ”

Wu Bing said: "No wonder. The Silver Shan Dragonmon died in the stormy waves, and in order to unravel the shock, its soul must play a shocking song like a stormy wave. ”

The reason for this is the same as Huan Jifu's Blue Dragon Flame Whistle. When the green dragon was killed by Biyu Tianzun, he took its horns to make a shock, and when it was played, it made its soul to control the beasts.

Mu Zhanye nodded and said, "Exactly." This song was written by the Nine Seas Master who witnessed the god of Yang killing the Yinshan Dragonbeast with the help of his memories at that time. But no one has ever been able to play it. Even Mu Mou can't blow it out completely. So the shock was never resolved. ”

He looked at Nangong Yi and sighed: "I can't imagine that Brother Nangong Yi is extremely talented and can play the most difficult song in the world effortlessly. ”

Everyone looked at each other, and they had a little more sincere admiration for Nangong Yi in their hearts. Xin'er's eyes flashed, and she actually looked happy.

Mu Zhanye smiled and said: "Brother Nangong Yi has a strong talent for music and rhythm, and he has abundant true qi in his body, if you use this coral flute to play this blue sea tide song, you will definitely be able to control the beast and subdue the enemy!"

Everyone's eyes were staring at Nangong Yi in unison, with a mixture of admiration, expectation, and joy. Suddenly, a person's eyes crossed the top of Nangong Yi's head, looked at the Shocking Feather Mountain Cliff in a daze, and blurted out: "That, what is that!"

Everyone looked back, only to see that the feather mountain was more than two zhang high from the ground, and there was a narrow crack that was more than three feet wide and more than three feet high, and the moonlight was bright, and a few white words were faintly engraved on the edge of the crack: Peach Blossom Spring.

The gravel and dust on the ground accumulated, and I thought that this crack was originally blocked by the dense blockage of the rock, and it was cracked and ground by the sound of the sound of the ensemble of Shicai Mu Zhanye and Nangong Yi's flute, and it reappeared in the sky.

These three words are familiar. As if I've seen it somewhere. Nangong Yi frowned and thought bitterly. Yes, I saw these three words on "Wanli Yuan Lutu" last night. At that moment, he took out the "Wanli Yuan Yang Map" from his arms, turned to the page of Jingyu Mountain, and really saw "Four hundred miles to the north from here, it is called Jingyu Mountain." Two thousand miles from north to south, the west side is like being cut off by an axe, and it is suddenly broken. According to ancient records, it was split after Dayu ruled the water. It is too steep to climb. There is a peach blossom source hole in the east of it, and it is said that it is a punch hole for Dayu. It is more than five miles long, and it can be crossed by the heavenly wall......"

Nangong Yi was ecstatic in his heart, and raised his arms and shouted, "Let's go out!"

When everyone saw the gap, there was a faint sense of luck in their hearts, and they heard Nangong Yi shouting with joy, and they were overjoyed, and some heroes actually turned somersaults on the ground.

Everyone was suddenly silent, and Duan Yi laughed in a low voice: "His mother's, don't let the dog thief hear it." ”

The other laughed and said, "Tomorrow, the army of dog thieves will take a closer look, hey, how come these heroes are all gone, have they all grown wings and flown away?" Haha, at that time, we have already arrived in Wuhuan City to drink wine and eat meat." The crowd laughed.

At that moment, the heroes of the Cloud Empire cast the true qi of the illusion mirror, and set up a six-zhang high illusion enchantment in front of the cave of the Peach Blossom Spring. The crowd bypassed the magic mirror, jumped onto the peach blossom spring, and walked inward one after another.

Chapter Twenty-Six: Five Roulette Dragons

The cave was pitch black, damp, and smelled of moss. Mu Zhanye walked in the front, holding Xing Tianhuo's beam, and walked sideways inward. The air in the cave was thin, and if it was an ordinary fire, it would have been extinguished a long time ago, but the innocent fire was very strange, but it burned brighter and brighter.

Nangong Yi felt that the air was a little stuffy, and at the moment it was running true qi, the heat was swimming, and the boredom was slightly reduced. Everywhere my hand touched, the walls of the cave were covered with moss and extremely slippery. There was gravel beneath his feet, and he creaked with every step.

Xin'er is a little girl after all, and she is quite afraid of this dark and mysterious cave, although she follows behind her father, she often makes a sharp scream, and retreats backwards and hides in Nangong Yi's arms. Nangong had no choice but to take her hand and walk in.

Xin'er's little hand was tightly held by Nangong Yi, feeling his warm palm and good smell, her heart gradually calmed down, she was ashamed and happy, and her face was hot. I gradually forgot that this was in a strange and mysterious grotto, and just followed him step by step, hoping that this dark road would never end.

Suddenly heard Ding Dong Ding Dong's crisp and pleasant dripping sound, everyone was overjoyed, if there is water ahead, then there must indeed be a way out, and they turned around to deliver the message at the moment, and they all accelerated their pace.

The firelight was flickering, the light and darkness in the cave were uncertain, Nangong Yi thought to himself: "The world is really unpredictable, eight days ago, I was still a wandering wanderer in the Forgotten Immortal Mountain, and today I went with these heroes to save Yuanyang Peach Blossom Source City."