I have to say that dreams are really an experience that everyone will have to go through, and it can be said to be a very fantastic place.

And many times, in real life, things or things that cannot be done can often be realized in other ways in dreams.

Just like some parts of the human body, under the protection of the body, you usually don't feel its existence, one day a knife pierces your body, and you are in pain, only to know that it is also a part of your body.

Man will only see his soul in the moment before death.

In reality, people always worry too much, confused by all kinds of material fame and fortune, and can't devote themselves to it, perhaps, only in the illusory dream, it is possible to feel their own heart.

In reality, death cannot be repeated, but in the dream of virtual reality, people in the middle can boldly experience, touch life again and again, and feel its existence.

Then you will understand how to deal with life......

And now, Gao Zhi, accompanied by the sound of the guzheng, began to dream and experienced a series of "life and death" battles.

A strong energy fluctuation exploded in an instant, sweeping Gao Zhi's body like a storm.

Even where he was, there seemed to be a galaxy-like light falling from the sky in mid-air, cutting off everything around him.

....?

Just outside, Cai Yan's fingers moved almost at the same time.

A string of cold and murderous kite sounds floated from her fingers, and every simple note was as moving as the low whimper of a war drum, and it was magnificently resounding throughout the audience.

A cyan light burst from the phantom behind Cai Yan.

The phantom burst out and shot straight at Gao Zhi, and before he even had time to react, the blue light had already entered Gao Zhi's body.

A faint smoky light, rendered, released like a whirlpool, filled every corner of the entire hall.

As the most terrifying thing about vocal music, that is the irresistible spread of xìng.

No qi gang can block the jīng divine fluctuations transmitted by the rhythm, and it will only have an effect if it is carried hard by relying on its own jīng divine power.

The sound pattern is fictitious, in mid-air crossed into the shape of a rice character drifting towards the direction of Gaozhi, the rhythm of the sound pattern, extremely wonderful floating in the air, as if not forced, changing direction at any time, but the speed is almost fleeting.

Around the phantom, correspondingly, a layer of rhythm like water ripples appeared, and the dark cyan flowers in the air were significantly reduced.

The most bizarre thing is that there was a little more emotional fluctuation in the phantom's big indifferent eyes, and a faint sadness appeared on its flawless face.

And the next moment, the phantom moved forward in the float, as if pushed by the wind, and came to Gao Zhi's body.

The long hair of the dark blue sè was windless and automatic, stirring up behind the phantom, forming a huge circular barrier, and the invisible air flow centered on her body, unexpectedly forming a huge whirlpool, full of cool aura.

In the next moment, the cyan phantom in the void also shattered at the same time.

The faint rippling rhyme, like an old wine, has a long aftertaste, and the sound of the zither is lingering with the aftersound, rippling in the middle of the decade.

Immediately afterwards, Cai Yan bit her shell teeth and red lips, and the cyan light all over her body was sheng, and the clear and textured sound of the zither rolled out with her hands on the strings of the zither, making a light sound like a wind moan.

The clear eyes of the light ink sè are sparkling, and the body is like a frightening flood between light movements, graceful like a swimming dragon, Rong Yao Qiu Ju, and Huamao Spring Pine.

It seems to be like a light cloud covering the moon, and fluttering like the snow of the wind. Looking at it from afar, it is as bright as the sun rising in the morning glow. Forced to observe it, it is like a hibiscus out of the waves. The face is so moving that no one can take their eyes off it at first sight.

The contagious power generated by the sound of the zither and the singing permeated Gao Zhi's mind in an all-round form, like a projection.

In an instant, Gao Zhi only felt as if his jīng divine power had come to another world, and all the previous feelings around him had disappeared.

All he could feel was the faint aura.

A huge silver light rose up, and in an instant, two rays of light shot straight into Gao Zhi's heart from his eyes in the void, and Gao Zhi could clearly feel as if there was something more in his brain

At this moment, from the outside, the light rising from Gao Zhi's body is rǔ white sè.

In Gao Zhi's consciousness, the soft white light and the domineering silver light mixed together in an instant, intertwining with each other and rising, and the majestic aura gradually disappeared.

At this moment, the sound of big beads and small beads falling on the jade plate was inserted in time, and the clean sound like a silver bottle breaking at a glance penetrated into the music, which suddenly made this zhengqu feel a little more solemn.

At the same time, the deep, long, and delicate sound of the zither seems to envelop sorrow.

....

I have to say that after this piece of guzheng was played, Lu Lingqi, who looked at it directly, was dumbfounded.

After a long time, seeing Gao Zhi standing motionless in place, under the urging of Lu Lingqi's small eyes, the young man in green shirt couldn't help but take two steps forward and asked, "Are you okay?" ”

Gao Zhi stood in place and did not respond to his words.

After a while, when the guzheng song gradually came to an end, Gao Zhi suddenly opened his eyes, and two clear cold lights came out of his black eyes.

However, at this time, his eyes were no longer as clear as before, and what was shown in his eyes was a cold killing light.

Suddenly, there was a clear whistle, and his right hand called to the sky: "Shadow Spear!" ”

As if he was doing magic, there was a phantom of a spear as black as ink jade in his hand, and a looming snake shadow was encircled around the body of the spear.

The spear as deep as black jade was not reflective, it was as crystal clear as if it had been carved from ivory, and the sound made when it occasionally swayed the void was full of sonorous metallic aura.

The man in the green shirt swallowed in his throat, but the breath made his skin tremble, even tremble.

A cold, murderous aura pressed against his throat, as if he had sensed the hot blood in his body about to gush out.

Gao Zhi suddenly raised his arm, and the shadow of the dark spear slowly moved.

In the void, the dark spear drew an arc, brushing ripples, splashing in mid-air to form a strange pattern, like a great river.

In this process, Gao Zhi's eyes became brighter and brighter, his eyes became more and more sharp, and the bones of his whole body continued to make a tooth-aching crackling sound, although his body did not swell, but under the effect of that energy, the spear phantom in Gao Zhi's hand seemed to be undergoing a qualitative change.