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Everyone understands that although Duanmu Ancestor is urging the eleventh Hu Ji, in fact, it is Jiang Yikang's life. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

If he blows again, Jiang Yikang will be repaired to fall and die.

In almost everyone's hearts, the same voice sounds: Don't blow anymore.

However, Jiang Yikang, who was standing there with his eyes slightly closed, barely opened his eyes after hearing Duanmu Old Ancestor's words, and said, "Right away." ”

As soon as these two words came out, Jiang Yikang's eyes opened suddenly, although his eyes were still full of exhaustion, but after exhaustion, he was firm and stubborn.

Jiang Yikang took a deep breath, spit out a true qi, and flew towards Hu Ji again.

The eleventh sounded again.

It's just that the sound is inaudible, almost silent.

As soon as eleven sounded, Jiang Yikang sprayed three mouthfuls of blood, and the land in front of him was stained with blood.

It's just that although Jiang Yikang is shaky, he is still standing there, like a flat boat in the waves, although it seems that it will be overturned by the waves at any time, it still rises and falls with the waves.

Duanmu Ancestor didn't expect that after the eleventh sound sounded, Jiang Yikang was still standing there, and he couldn't help but be stunned, but although he could stand, it was just that he was close to running out of oil.

However, the more tenacious Jiang Yikang was, the more Duanmu Ancestor hated Jiang Yikang to the core, and he said coldly: "Yes, there is the last one, the twelfth one." “

Everyone thought that Jiang Yikang was not able to blow the twelfth sound at all, not to mention blowing the beard, even if he spoke, it was estimated that he would be killed.

Who knows, Jiang Yikang smiled slightly and said, "What about the twelve?" Is there a total of eighteen sounds in this mustache? “

Hearing Jiang Yikang's words so arrogant, everyone shook their heads, and some people even thought that Jiang Yikang was already in a coma and didn't know what he was talking about.

And Duanmu Old Ancestor was also so angry that his face twisted into a ball, and he said, "Okay, okay, I'll see how you blow these eighteen sounds." “

I saw Jiang Yikang take a long breath and blow towards Hu Ji again, this breath, Jiang Yikang didn't blow too much, but after flying into Hu Ji, Hu Ji actually roared for a long time, and his voice rushed into the sky.

And after Jiang Yikang spit out this breath of true qi, instead of vomiting blood and falling to the ground as everyone imagined, he seemed to be more energetic.

Everyone was stunned, wondering if they had seen it wrong.

Because, after all, this is the twelfth tone, the same as the twelfth tone of the Duanmu Ancestor in the Jindan period.

An insurmountable height was unexpectedly completed by this middle-level young man who built the foundation.

Moreover, this young man still looked like he had stepped into a ghost gate just now, so why is he even more energetic now.

This twelfth sound, in the astonishment of everyone, flew melodiously into the sky.

It's just that just when the twelfth sound was not over, Jiang Yikang exhaled a breath of true breath again, and the thirteenth sound sounded leisurely.

This thirteenth sound together, not only others, but also Duanmu Ancestor was terrified, because blowing thirteen sounds was also his limit.

Even if it is him, blowing these thirteen hoops, most of them will be really angry. But looking at Jiang Yikang again, his face has returned to normal, his eyes have returned to brightness, and the injuries just now have been swept away.

Duanmu Old Ancestor was shocked, and now he took a closer look at Jiang Yikang's cultivation, that's right, it's just a mid-level foundation.

"What the hell is going on?" Duanmu Ancestor was terrified in his heart, but he couldn't know the answer at all.

At that moment, the fourteenth sound of the mustache sounded.

The voice is cultivated, sad and sad, like crying and complaining.

At this time, Jiang Yikang's whole body, like this beard, was full of sadness, which made people look like it, and for some reason, they couldn't help but feel heartache.

Jiang Yikang opened his mouth, and a true qi spit out again, at this time, Jiang Yikang spit out the true qi so easily, there was no effort at all, and after the true qi flew into the Hu Ji, Hu Ji had a melodious voice and flew straight to the sky.

At this point, it was already the fifteenth tone.

After the fifteenth sound, Jiang Yikang no longer had a trace of injury, and his cultivation was no longer a trace of weakness, and he looked energetic and imposing.

By now, all the people in the audience were dumbfounded, seeing Jiang Yikang blowing fifteen Hu Ji so easily, it actually made everyone have an illusion that this Hu Ji floating in the air was not a magic weapon at all, but an ordinary musical instrument.

It's just that this ordinary musical instrument, why does it make it difficult for everyone to blow just now, and some people even vomit blood and get injured?

No one can explain it clearly, no one can figure it out, even Duanmu Ancestor wonders if his magic weapon has been transferred and replaced with an ordinary musical instrument.

At this time, Jiang Yikang blew towards the sixteenth Hu Ji.

As soon as this sound came out, I saw that the beard floating in the sky suddenly flashed with a bright light, this light was extremely soft, like a treasure buried in the dust for a long time, and met its master.

Seeing the light of the Hu Ji, Duanmu Ancestor was shocked, because the predecessor who gave him the Hu Ji once said that this Hu Ji is a mysterious magic weapon, and there must be a shocking secret in it, and those who can understand this secret will definitely be recognized by Hu Ji.

And the sign of Hu Ji's approval is that it will shine.

It's just that for so many years, Duanmu Ancestor has tried his best, but he has not been able to get Hu Ji's approval, so he gradually forgot the words of his predecessor.

However, seeing the light flashing at this time had reminded him of these words again.

At this moment, the seventeenth sound of the mustache sounded again.

With the sound of these seventeen pipes, Hu Ji shined brightly, and after hovering in the air for several weeks, he actually flew in front of Jiang Yikang, beating up and down in front of Jiang Yikang, like a girl with a heartbeat, wanting to throw herself into the arms of her beloved man.

Duanmu Ancestor immediately felt that the mental connection between himself and Hu Ji had become nonexistent at this moment.

At this time, the thoughts of everyone present were completely confused, and no one could think normally.

At this time, outside the square, Duanmu Yaosi's personal guard, that is, the chubby old man sent by Duanmu Hu to find out Jiang Yikang's true identity, hurriedly walked into the square.

When he saw that Jiang Yikang was still standing in the square, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then walked quickly behind Duanmulong, and whispered a few words to Duanmulong, but Duanmulong, at this time, looked at Jiang Yikang with straight eyes, although he heard the old man's words, he didn't understand what the old man was talking about.

At this time, under the gaze of everyone, Jiang Yikang raised his hand and held the beard in front of him, and after Jiang Yikang held it, the light flashed three times before it slowly went out.

Jiang Yikang took the Hu Ji in his hand, slowly put it to his mouth, aimed his lips at the Hu Ji, and gently exhaled a breath of true qi.

This breath of true qi flew into the Hu Ji, and a mellow and faint sound flew out and dispersed into the sky.

This is the eighteenth sound of the beard.

Although there was only one sound, everyone sounded like a long song, some people heard the cold wind, some heard the frost, some heard the depression of the wilderness, and some heard the whimpering of the flowing water.

It's just that no matter what they heard, everyone's face showed desolation, thinking of the desolation of the world, and even some people involuntarily shed a tear from the corner of their mouth, sliding down their cheeks.

And as soon as the eighteenth Hu Ji sounded, Duanmu Old Ancestor immediately felt that his mental connection with Hu Ji had been completely severed.

It's just that even Duanmu Ancestor was infected by the last sound of the flute, and like everyone else, he looked at Jiang Yikang in a daze, and his heart was full of sadness.

Jiang Yikang slowly put the beard down from his mouth, and gently stroked the beard with one hand, the last beard just now also made Jiang Yikang think a lot.

He thought of Mengru who went to the underworld, and now he didn't know that he was suffering from the darkness, he thought of Yuanyuan, who was far away in the world, and couldn't see each other from thousands of miles, and thought of the bamboo tube rice in the Dark Calvary Forest, trapped in the Dark Calvary Forest, unable to get out, and thought of the demons in the Broken Star Sea, who were bullied......

All kinds of things came to my heart at once, and they all dispersed into the sky with the eighteenth sound of the beard.

Jiang Yikang glanced at Hu Ji, and sighed in his heart that he had inadvertently obtained another treasure.

It turned out that when Jiang Yikang blew the first eleven Hu Ji, he was indeed like everyone else, and he forcibly blew Hu Ji with his own vitality.

But the vitality used to blow the mustache once was extremely amazing, so this made Jiang Yikang vomit blood.

By the time of the eleventh sound, Jiang Yikang was already on the verge of collapse.

However, in order to forcibly blow the twelfth tone, Jiang Yikang still chose to insist. It just reflects the exhaustion of vitality, and Jiang Yikang had to inhale the vitality in order to blow the twelfth tone.

However, it was this breath that made Jiang Yikang feel that the vitality that he blew into Hu Ji at the eleventh sound actually dispersed to the sky along with Hu Ji's voice.

It's just that, after this vitality passed through the Hu Ji, it turned out to be even more refined.

This unintentional discovery suddenly made Jiang Yikang understand the trick. This Hu Ji is not a bottomless pit dedicated to absorbing vitality, but after blowing the Yuan Qi into the Hu Ji, the Hu Ji purifies the Yuan Qi and then emits it through the sound.

This is the reason why others are able to improve their cultivation after listening to Hu Ji's voice.

And if this vitality is absorbed by oneself, then what will increase is one's own cultivation.

Therefore, after the twelfth tone, Jiang Yikang did not lose any vitality at all, but with the help of Hu Ji, his cultivation was more refined, and faintly, Jiang Yikang's cultivation was actually a little loose.

This is also the reason why the more Jiang Yikang blows his beard, the more energetic he becomes.

Jiang Yikang was overjoyed in his heart, raised his hand, and hid the beard on his body.

At this time, everyone had just woken up from the sadness just now, as if they had a nightmare.

However, at this time, everyone's eyes looking at Jiang Yikang were full of awe.

And Duanmu Long, like others, had just woken up, he suddenly recalled what the chubby old man had just said in his ear, and hurriedly turned his head and asked the old man who had been standing behind him: "What did you just say?" “

The chubby old man hurriedly leaned over and said, "I have investigated clearly, the real Tian Feng is dead. "Everyone understands that although Duanmu Ancestor is urging the eleventh huji, in fact, it is Jiang Yikang's life.

If he blows again, Jiang Yikang will be repaired to fall and die.

In almost everyone's hearts, the same voice sounds: Don't blow anymore.

However, Jiang Yikang, who was standing there with his eyes slightly closed, barely opened his eyes after hearing Duanmu Old Ancestor's words, and said, "Right away." ”

As soon as these two words came out, Jiang Yikang's eyes opened suddenly, although his eyes were still full of exhaustion, but after exhaustion, he was firm and stubborn.

Jiang Yikang took a deep breath, spit out a true qi, and flew towards Hu Ji again.

The eleventh sounded again.

It's just that the sound is inaudible, almost silent.

As soon as eleven sounded, Jiang Yikang sprayed three mouthfuls of blood, and the land in front of him was stained with blood.

It's just that although Jiang Yikang is shaky, he is still standing there, like a flat boat in the waves, although it seems that it will be overturned by the waves at any time, it still rises and falls with the waves.

Duanmu Ancestor didn't expect that after the eleventh sound sounded, Jiang Yikang was still standing there, and he couldn't help but be stunned, but although he could stand, it was just that he was close to running out of oil.

However, the more tenacious Jiang Yikang was, the more Duanmu Ancestor hated Jiang Yikang to the core, and he said coldly: "Yes, there is the last one, the twelfth one." “

Everyone thought that Jiang Yikang was not able to blow the twelfth sound at all, not to mention blowing the beard, even if he spoke, it was estimated that he would be killed.

Who knows, Jiang Yikang smiled slightly and said, "What about the twelve?" Is there a total of eighteen sounds in this mustache? “

Hearing Jiang Yikang's words so arrogant, everyone shook their heads, and some people even thought that Jiang Yikang was already in a coma and didn't know what he was talking about.

And Duanmu Old Ancestor was also so angry that his face twisted into a ball, and he said, "Okay, okay, I'll see how you blow these eighteen sounds." “

I saw Jiang Yikang take a long breath and blow towards Hu Ji again, this breath, Jiang Yikang didn't blow too much, but after flying into Hu Ji, Hu Ji actually roared for a long time, and his voice rushed into the sky.

And after Jiang Yikang spit out this breath of true qi, instead of vomiting blood and falling to the ground as everyone imagined, he seemed to be more energetic.

Everyone was stunned, wondering if they had seen it wrong.

Because, after all, this is the twelfth tone, the same as the twelfth tone of the Duanmu Ancestor in the Jindan period.

An insurmountable height was unexpectedly completed by this middle-level young man who built the foundation.

Moreover, this young man still looked like he had stepped into a ghost gate just now, so why is he even more energetic now.

This twelfth sound, in the astonishment of everyone, flew melodiously into the sky.

It's just that just when the twelfth sound was not over, Jiang Yikang exhaled a breath of true breath again, and the thirteenth sound sounded leisurely.

This thirteenth sound together, not only others, but also Duanmu Ancestor was terrified, because blowing thirteen sounds was also his limit.

Even if it is him, blowing these thirteen hoops, most of them will be really angry. But looking at Jiang Yikang again, his face has returned to normal, his eyes have returned to brightness, and the injuries just now have been swept away.

Duanmu Old Ancestor was shocked, and now he took a closer look at Jiang Yikang's cultivation, that's right, it's just a mid-level foundation.

"What the hell is going on?" Duanmu Ancestor was terrified in his heart, but he couldn't know the answer at all.

At that moment, the fourteenth sound of the mustache sounded.

The voice is cultivated, sad and sad, like crying and complaining.

At this time, Jiang Yikang's whole body, like this beard, was full of sadness, which made people look like it, and for some reason, they couldn't help but feel heartache.

Jiang Yikang opened his mouth, and a true qi spit out again, at this time, Jiang Yikang spit out the true qi so easily, there was no effort at all, and after the true qi flew into the Hu Ji, Hu Ji had a melodious voice and flew straight to the sky.

At this point, it was already the fifteenth tone.

After the fifteenth sound, Jiang Yikang no longer had a trace of injury, and his cultivation was no longer a trace of weakness, and he looked energetic and imposing.

By now, all the people in the audience were dumbfounded, seeing Jiang Yikang blowing fifteen Hu Ji so easily, it actually made everyone have an illusion that this Hu Ji floating in the air was not a magic weapon at all, but an ordinary musical instrument.

It's just that this ordinary musical instrument, why does it make it difficult for everyone to blow just now, and some people even vomit blood and get injured?

No one can explain it clearly, no one can figure it out, even Duanmu Ancestor wonders if his magic weapon has been transferred and replaced with an ordinary musical instrument.

At this time, Jiang Yikang blew towards the sixteenth Hu Ji.

As soon as this sound came out, I saw that the beard floating in the sky suddenly flashed with a bright light, this light was extremely soft, like a treasure buried in the dust for a long time, and met its master.

Seeing the light of the Hu Ji, Duanmu Ancestor was shocked, because the predecessor who gave him the Hu Ji once said that this Hu Ji is a mysterious magic weapon, and there must be a shocking secret in it, and those who can understand this secret will definitely be recognized by Hu Ji.

And the sign of Hu Ji's approval is that it will shine.

It's just that for so many years, Duanmu Ancestor has tried his best, but he has not been able to get Hu Ji's approval, so he gradually forgot the words of his predecessor.

However, seeing the light flashing at this time had reminded him of these words again.

At this moment, the seventeenth sound of the mustache sounded again.

With the sound of these seventeen pipes, Hu Ji shined brightly, and after hovering in the air for several weeks, he actually flew in front of Jiang Yikang, beating up and down in front of Jiang Yikang, like a girl with a heartbeat, wanting to throw herself into the arms of her beloved man.

Duanmu Ancestor immediately felt that the mental connection between himself and Hu Ji had become nonexistent at this moment.

At this time, the thoughts of everyone present were completely confused, and no one could think normally.

At this time, outside the square, Duanmu Yaosi's personal guard, that is, the chubby old man sent by Duanmu Hu to find out Jiang Yikang's true identity, hurriedly walked into the square.

When he saw that Jiang Yikang was still standing in the square, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then walked quickly behind Duanmulong, and whispered a few words to Duanmulong, but Duanmulong, at this time, looked at Jiang Yikang with straight eyes, although he heard the old man's words, he didn't understand what the old man was talking about.

At this time, under the gaze of everyone, Jiang Yikang raised his hand and held the beard in front of him, and after Jiang Yikang held it, the light flashed three times before it slowly went out.

Jiang Yikang took the Hu Ji in his hand, slowly put it to his mouth, aimed his lips at the Hu Ji, and gently exhaled a breath of true qi.

This breath of true qi flew into the Hu Ji, and a mellow and faint sound flew out and dispersed into the sky.

This is the eighteenth sound of the beard.

Although there was only one sound, everyone sounded like a long song, some people heard the cold wind, some heard the frost, some heard the depression of the wilderness, and some heard the whimpering of the flowing water.

It's just that no matter what they heard, everyone's face showed desolation, thinking of the desolation of the world, and even some people involuntarily shed a tear from the corner of their mouth, sliding down their cheeks.

And as soon as the eighteenth Hu Ji sounded, Duanmu Old Ancestor immediately felt that his mental connection with Hu Ji had been completely severed.

It's just that even Duanmu Ancestor was infected by the last sound of the flute, and like everyone else, he looked at Jiang Yikang in a daze, and his heart was full of sadness.

Jiang Yikang slowly put the beard down from his mouth, and gently stroked the beard with one hand, the last beard just now also made Jiang Yikang think a lot.

He thought of Mengru who went to the underworld, and now he didn't know that he was suffering from the darkness, he thought of Yuanyuan, who was far away in the world, and couldn't see each other from thousands of miles, and thought of the bamboo tube rice in the Dark Calvary Forest, trapped in the Dark Calvary Forest, unable to get out, and thought of the demons in the Broken Star Sea, who were bullied......

All kinds of things came to my heart at once, and they all dispersed into the sky with the eighteenth sound of the beard.

Jiang Yikang glanced at Hu Ji, and sighed in his heart that he had inadvertently obtained another treasure.

It turned out that when Jiang Yikang blew the first eleven Hu Ji, he was indeed like everyone else, and he forcibly blew Hu Ji with his own vitality.

But the vitality used to blow the mustache once was extremely amazing, so this made Jiang Yikang vomit blood.

By the time of the eleventh sound, Jiang Yikang was already on the verge of collapse.

However, in order to forcibly blow the twelfth tone, Jiang Yikang still chose to insist. It just reflects the exhaustion of vitality, and Jiang Yikang had to inhale the vitality in order to blow the twelfth tone.

However, it was this breath that made Jiang Yikang feel that the vitality that he blew into Hu Ji at the eleventh sound actually dispersed to the sky along with Hu Ji's voice.

It's just that, after this vitality passed through the Hu Ji, it turned out to be even more refined.

This unintentional discovery suddenly made Jiang Yikang understand the trick. This Hu Ji is not a bottomless pit dedicated to absorbing vitality, but after blowing the Yuan Qi into the Hu Ji, the Hu Ji purifies the Yuan Qi and then emits it through the sound.

This is the reason why others are able to improve their cultivation after listening to Hu Ji's voice.

And if this vitality is absorbed by oneself, then what will increase is one's own cultivation.

Therefore, after the twelfth tone, Jiang Yikang did not lose any vitality at all, but with the help of Hu Ji, his cultivation was more refined, and faintly, Jiang Yikang's cultivation was actually a little loose.

This is also the reason why the more Jiang Yikang blows his beard, the more energetic he becomes.

Jiang Yikang was overjoyed in his heart, raised his hand, and hid the beard on his body.

At this time, everyone had just woken up from the sadness just now, as if they had a nightmare.

However, at this time, everyone's eyes looking at Jiang Yikang were full of awe.

And Duanmu Long, like others, had just woken up, he suddenly recalled what the chubby old man had just said in his ear, and hurriedly turned his head and asked the old man who had been standing behind him: "What did you just say?" “

The chubby old man hurriedly leaned over and said, "I have investigated clearly, the real Tian Feng is dead. “