Chapter 0811 - Spiritual Sound of the Descendants of the God of Music!
Wu Ming, who is rampant and not afraid of heaven and earth, did not expect to lose a handful of people on this mountain range today. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
Xiao Hei snickered heartlessly on the side.
Wu Ming glared at Xiao Hei, then looked at the girl and said, "In that case, I don't know what to call the girl?" ”
The girl rode the green bull beast leisurely, holding the jade flute in her hand
"Me? Hehe, my name is Lingyin. ”
Wu Ming nodded slowly, and said in a deep voice: "Lingyin, Lingyin, a very nice name, I have always been relatively straightforward, dare to ask, when you lifted the siege for me in Fuxi Mountain that day, what you played was the song of the bright moon and clear wind?" ”
Hearing this, the girl blinked, as if she was a little surprised.
"You, how do you know?"
In fact, Wu Ming was also tempted, and seeing the girl's reaction at this moment, he was able to be sure, it seems that his guess was correct.
"Since you can play the song of the bright moon and the breeze, then dare to ask, have you heard of the long song of a generation of music gods in ancient times?"
Lingyin looked at Wu Ming's gaze becoming more and more curious, and she was a little surprised, she looked Wu Ming up and down, but did not answer.
A smile appeared on the corner of Wu Ming's mouth, although his expression seemed natural and relaxed, in fact, he was quite excited in his heart.
It is certain that this girl must be inextricably linked to the legendary god of music.
Not to mention how capable this girl is, even the green bull beast she is riding under her crotch is definitely not easy to mess with.
An adult and at the peak of the strength of the green bull divine beast, Wu Ming relies on the realm of seven transformations of demon refining, I am afraid that there is no chance of winning, even if it is added to Xiao Hei, at most it will not exceed three percent of the chances of winning.
After a few breaths, Wu Ming said again: "Little sister, if I guess correctly, you should be the descendant or successor of the long song of the god of music." ”
"You are a very knowledgeable person, just based on the piece of music I played for you that day, you can even guess that I am the descendant of the long song of the god of music?"
"Hehehe, that's not an ordinary song, it can make the army of the Kuilu clan melt in an instant, in this world, there is only the breeze and bright moon song created by the long song of the god of music."
After listening to Wu Ming's words, Lingyin seemed to enjoy and be very proud.
"Hehe, that's right, I'm the descendant of the long song of the god of music."
"That's ......."
Wu Ming's gaze moved from Lingyin's body to the green ox under her crotch.
Lingyin looked at the green cow under his crotch.
"Hey, it seems that I really can't hide it from you, that's right, what I'm riding is the divine beast Qingniu."
Wu Ming knew that the pet beast of the music god Changge was the green bull beast, the music god long song had already fallen, or flew to another world, and the life span of the green cow god beast was very long, could it be that the green bull beast ridden by Lingyin in front of him was the pet beast of the original music god long song?
In this way, this green bull divine beast is seven or eight thousand years old.
"What are you thinking?"
Wu Ming came back to his senses, he looked at this mountain beam, and after a few breaths, he asked Lingyin: "Sister Lingyin, the place where this mountain beam is located is very dangerous, the south is the corpse field, and the north is the Honghuang Ancient Forest, why are you playing here alone?" ”
"Play? Hehe, how do you think I'm playing? ”
Wu Ming frowned slightly, and said with a smile: "I see my sister playing in the mountains and rivers, quite emotional, if she is not playing, then what is my sister doing?" ”
Lingyin jumped down from behind the green cow, she raised her head and said to Wu Ming, "Then why did you come here?" ”
Stunned by Lingyin's question, Wu Ming looked at the place where the corpse was paid.
There was nothing to hide, Wu Ming simply said honestly: "I'm going there."
。 Wu Ming stretched out his hand and pointed directly at the place where the Xuanguang rose to the sky in the corpse field.
Lingyin looked at Wu Ming's direction.
"Don't you think it's dangerous ...... there?"
"Of course it's dangerous, but I have to go." Wu Ming replied directly.
Lingyin looked at Wu Ming for a long time before he said: "Hehe, when I happened to see you on the top of Fuxi Mountain, I found that you were a very interesting person, it seems that it was really right to help you at the beginning." ”
Wu Ming said: "Okay, now it's your turn to tell me what you are here for." ”
Who knows, this time Lingyin didn't hesitate at all, and opened his mouth to say, "I'm doing the same thing as you." ”
"The same thing as me?"
"Well, like you, aren't you going to deal with the Kui Clan? I am staying here to prevent the Kuilu clan from touching the land behind me, and to guard the grave of the ancestor. ”
The grave of the patriarch?
Could it be that the long song of the god of music did not fly to another world, but fell?
Wu Ming was slightly shocked in his heart.
"You mean, the tomb of Leshen's predecessors is under this mountain beam?"
Lingyin nodded.
"Then you're here to protect her grave? Just cruising back and forth on this mountain beam? ”
Lingyin nodded again and said: "Well, not only me, but all the descendants of the god of music have guarded this land for generations, but unfortunately, thousands of years have passed, and I am the only one left after the inheritance." Speaking of this, Lingyin's tone and expression seemed a little depressed.
"Since I have a fate today, can my sister take me to the grave of the god of music to worship, to tell the truth, I Wu Ming has never admired a few people in my life, and the long song of the god of music is the last one."
"You ......, do you really want to go?"
Wu Ming said firmly: "Well, I really want to go." ”
"Alright then, you come with me."
Then, Lingyin jumped on the back of the green bull beast and led Wu Ming down a path down the mountain beam, Wu Ming found that this path was obviously a person who walked around a lot, so it was not difficult to judge that what Lingyin said had a high degree of credibility.
At the foot of the mountain beam, there is a quiet courtyard.
A very simple small thatched hut, a clean yard, surrounded by some jujube trees, and fenced, is simply a paradise-like scene.
There is a small stream not far in front of the courtyard gate, and the clear water makes a roaring sound, which is fresh and pleasant.
On the way back, Wu Ming asked Lingyin, looking at her age, that is, fourteen or fifteen years old, why did she say that she was the only descendant of the god of music?
Does this mean that she has no parents? Don't you have any other siblings?
In this regard, Lingyin's answer was very simple, she either smiled and passed, or nodded casually to deal with the past, and did not say much to Wu Ming.
Wu Ming can guess from Lingyin's expression at that time, Lingyin is also a person with a story, I'm afraid her story is not so beautiful, since this is the case, Wu Ming doesn't have to ask what happened.
Under the leadership of Lingyin, they came to the back of the small courtyard, and sure enough, it was a cemetery with dozens of graves of all sizes, Wu Ming took a look, there were not hundreds, but there must be as many as seventy or eighty.