When the jade flute is played, the music is repeated.

It resounded in the wind and smoke city, and spread in the world on the water.

In the thick fog, he was alone, he didn't know where he was, he only knew that he was still in the small boat, and the two water ghosts didn't know where to disappear after hearing the music.

But he knew that the water spirits were in the dark, he was in the light, and he could not see them, but they could see him.

He continued to blow the flute, and as long as the music was interrupted slightly, the trap on the water ghost that the old man of his Xuan Realm Method had arranged might be confused, and then all the previous secret layouts would be wasted.

The eyes of the water ghosts emit a pale green glow, because their bodies are covered with aquatic plants, so their bodies also emit a more or less algae green light. In this way, they can only hide under the water, secretly waiting for their time.

The flute filled his eardrums, and he could fall into the abyss alone if he was distracted.

The water ghost turned out to be soundless, I don't know when, it was in harmony with the sound of this flute, the old man was simply harming him, this time at the same time attracted many water ghosts, left, right, front and back, so that he could not distinguish the direction, and the smoky water surface was glowing with green glow. There was also a crimson color, which was the dilated pupils of the water spirit.

The sound of the flute stopped abruptly, and the mixed sounds of these water ghosts disturbed his mind, and the formation cracked a gap, extending from the opening, and all the layouts were finally broken.

The old man didn't know what he was doing in this hellish place, and now the crisis had come, and he was at a loss.

The old man looked at him with a calm face, thinking that he was sure!

He is not chaotic in the face of danger, he is not shocked when he is in danger, he used to be a wind and a broken career, he survived countless thoughts, and finally mixed up with the position of the young owner of Wuzhuang.

But now, it was as if he had taken off all his disguises.

The old man looked at him, his face growing more and more frightened, and gradually showing panic.

He was like a baby, relying on nothing, afraid of confusion, afraid of the unknown.

This is a test about the master of the Xuanjie Method.

Only by passing the life and death barrier can he get the key. But what does that key mean to the ruler of the world?

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More than five years ago, the second son and his servant Zhou Yuan packed up their bags from the Tilting Mansion and prepared to travel the mountains and rivers and the world.

Passing through here, it is said that this place is the life and death of all people, and many people are buried here, but even so, there are still many people who do not believe in evil and do not follow the right path, but want to break through this ghost gate.

Before the baby son poured water and left, Chen Daifa told him to explain the details, telling him to remember that he should wear this close-fitting jade pendant on his chest and not expose it to the shadows.

"Great!"

As the saying goes, newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, and Chen Daifa has no way not to worry.

In the past, he and his father went through the twists and turns of the days and nights of water transportation, which is the case, encountering pirates, breaking the sea risk, these are all without a problem, besides, with the jade pendant handed down by the ancestors for eighteen generations to ward off evil spirits, it should be fine.

At the foot of Mount Meru, the sky is full of stars.

In the blink of an eye, Fengyan City was almost unable to hold on, and the person who saved his fate had not yet arrived, still drinking and having fun at the foot of Mount Meru.

The ground is full of weeping flowers, all traces of bellflowers, and the long green thin branches dance softly in the wind. And the purple unbloomed smile, the shy and lowered face is the most affectionate, drunk with the moonlight, soaked people's minds, in his eyes, is a lamp.

"Let's go, master." Zhou Yuan said in a low voice, that

The thief's head twisted his black eyebrows, which had been very flat, and became extraordinarily distorted. The night was long, gloomy, and the cool breeze made his thin limbs tremble, and a strong wind hit behind him, almost blowing him off the cliff, and the black smoke covered the heavy clouds and the full moon like a jade plate. He tugged at the withered, thin root, stared at the black pressure, and gritted his teeth.

"Of course, right now," replied Dumpling, "...... That's it. ”

Shui Ran sat up slowly and straightened up, and got up unhurriedly. From his expression, there was no trace of panic. I didn't realize that Zhou Yuan was struggling on the verge of life and death.

Zhou Yuan fluttered twice and rebounded to the ground.

Shui Ran covered his mouth and smiled, lit the candle, and arrived in Fengyan City with his entourage personal servant Zhou Yuan.

There are many high-rise buildings here, and every house is brightly lit, illuminating a picture of the appearance of a water town in the south of the Yangtze River. It's not as scary as the legend says.

I don't know when, Pour Shui suddenly heard a flute sound.

The flute was hoarse and weak, it was obvious that it had been playing for a long time, and the person who played the flute had no strength to breathe.

"Hurry up, it's dangerous!"

The smoky inner circle was a very different scene from the brightly lit exterior, and the water spirits made terrible noises, hoarse like those of dying cicadas, but buzzed all ears.

The sound of the flute came into the pouring heart, he closed his eyes and recuperated, and a string of notes was conjured into a string of charms on the palm of his hand.

Soon, he learned the cause and effect.

"This son, he reacted quite quickly!" The old man appeared again and spoke aside. Zero Long Literature Network

Tilting Dairan grabbed a life-saving straw, and his throat was already painful from lack of water.

Searching for a glimmer of light, he threw the jade flute towards Dump Shui Ran, who quickly and quickly took the jade flute and stood on a high place and played it.

The flute is not played as high-pitched and bright as ordinary people, but is low and graceful.

He finally got out, but he was accidentally scratched by the claws of a water ghost, and the blood flowed.

Pour Shui Ran continued to hold the piccolo, never stopping.

I was not disturbed by the outside world, I closed my eyes and listened, and if there were thousands of rivers rushing out of my heart, sometimes they would turn into the Milky Way...... Branching into a creek that gradually dries up.

It is unpredictable, and even the old man cannot figure it out.

The sound of the flute vibrating seems to bounce back to every corner, spreading out like ripples, forming a net that the evil cannot escape, this is the real formation, he has already led the formation in his heart, carved the layout, where the flute blows, is where he telepathizes, carefully feel the extremely subtle changes in the movement of each thing, and even their direction.

The flute sound continued, and every string of spells that conjured up surrounded the water ghosts, and the water poured down the piccolo, and his eyes opened, and the old man took advantage of this gap to call out and give this group of water ghosts a heavy blow. The sparks exploded, and in an instant, they dispersed into a brilliant fireworks. The water ghosts were blown to pieces in the exposure of the river, and they disappeared.

"God-man! Wonderful! The old man exclaimed.

So, Tilt Dairan was robbed of the limelight by a hairy boy.

He looks silly, but he doesn't look stupid. At that time, the pouring water was extremely green, a natural stupid melon, loved to laugh, and always stared at some novel things, along with beautiful women.

"Test the ......," the old man said.

However, for the wind that was attached to the descent, he was not happy.

The three of them sat by the bridge, comfortably baking a bonfire, because of the veil they were wearing, Shui Ran and Zhou Yuan did not recognize each other, but they thought that this person had seen it somewhere, and only later recalled that the eyes, those eyes were very similar.

Pour water and return the jade flute to its original owner.

The bonfire burst into sparks, reflecting their smiles. And Zhou Yuan was already stunned, and from time to time he looked at where an ugly-looking water ghost would emerge on the water.

"You and I are destined, how about teaching you sword qi spells?" The old man straightened his short beard and said.

"Sword Qi? Spell? Shui Ran curiously spread his hand on his lap and asked.

"Uh-huh." The old man looked into his eyes meaningfully.

"What is sword qi?" Poured water and got up in a chic manner, and threw a sentence.

The moonlit night is vast.

He turned his head, "I've only heard of swordsmanship, swordsmanship, and I don't have any sword energy, and I've also heard of miasma and anger, but I haven't heard of any sword energy." ”

"This spell is even more ridiculous, and it makes people scratch their heads." He has always been outspoken, which is what the old man appreciates most about this young man, who is simple and transparent, and decisive.

"I saved people just because I saw it, so I took action, but it wasn't fate as the old man said." Pour water and make your intentions clear.

"Uh-huh." This man really didn't believe it, so the old man also broke off the idea of teaching him the relevant spells.

"Let's go, Zhou Yuan!" Poured water shouted.

Zhou Yuan followed him with a fart.

The two of them had to doubt that Zhou Yuan could survive until now, and they didn't know if it was because of his great ability or because Zhou Yuan's life was too hard.

Zhou Yuan is a coward, just a scene, dozens of water ghosts looked at him with eyes like copper bells, and their hands were covered with green algae, which almost scared his guts, fortunately, no water ghosts climbed ashore, otherwise he would have died a long time ago.

In fact, for so many years, Zhou Yuan has always been by the side of the second young master, and he has seen many winds and waves, small fuss and dangers, etc., he has long been invincible, but when he really faces the actual situation, fear and fear still linger.

This is the most essential difference between him and Dumping Ran!

It wasn't until later that Shui Ran really understood the meaning of sword qi, its true meaning.

And has been attached to the wind of the end of the five or six years, only to give the piccolo to him, said that at that time with you fate, but the word fate has always been perverse, can't say, many things will be repeated in the end, this is the inseparable fate between us, five years ago, you rescued me, pulled me back from the edge of the ghost gate, in the future, I will also be replaced by my body to save each other, this jade flute is a token, a token between you and me, one day, it will return to you.

When there is such a stubborn person who entrusts a jade flute to the palm of his hand, the wind is not frightened, and the person is determined.

"Alright! I can't imagine that after so many years, there is such a person who ...... "poured water" and felt incredible. He didn't remember what happened back then, and he threw the jade flute and water ghost out of the clouds.

Feng Xuanya said: "I can't think of it, in your eyes...... Still can't tolerate the word fate. ”

"I don't believe in fate in the first place, and I don't believe in karma." Pour a smile and clarify the original meaning.

"Even so, it still belongs to you, and at that time, when it passes through your hands, when you play it, it is inseparable from your heart." Feng Duanya said sincerely. Besides, he didn't want to be in the company of a spiritual creature that was not in touch with his soul at all times, which was a burden and a sorrow.

"Since you want to stuff it to me, then I will reluctantly accept it and keep it with me for the time being, and you can come and pick it up at any time when you want." The pouring of water is the same as then, the words are straightforward, to the point, frank and fiery.

Feng Duanya nodded in satisfaction, finally getting rid of something that didn't belong to it in the first place.