Chapter 1293 Ratio of Rhythms

"Congratulations, you have also entered the late stage of the Yuan Infant!"

Seeing Huang Ailin's breakthrough in cultivation, Zhao Yan, who was sitting next to him to protect the Dharma, was the first to send his blessings.

Huang Ailin's phoenix eyes flowed, looked at Zhao Yan, and said with a smile, "Husband, this is all your credit!" You saved this life of mine! My cultivation is also yours, my physical body is also yours, and everything I have is yours! ”

Zhao Yan smiled slightly, took her hand and said, "Let's stop showing affection here, there are still many people watching!" ”

The two of them stood up with a smile, and first came to the Suyi Old Ancestor and the Xianyin Pavilion Lord Gong Yingxue, bowing slightly to the two of them to express their gratitude.

Although he was able to get the favor of the immortal tree to open the light, this was because of Zhao Yan's own ability, but after all, the immortal tree belonged to the immortal sound pavilion. After Huang Ailin's breakthrough in cultivation, first of all, I would like to thank Xianyin Pavilion for this opportunity.

Gong Yingxue received Zhao Yan's bow to herself, and thought of kneeling in front of Zhao Yan the day before yesterday and kowtowing to apologize, and her heart was a little balanced.

She smiled and said, "Two fellow Daoists, you don't need to be so polite, you can get the favor of the immortal tree, this is your luck and your ability, and it has nothing to do with us." ”

Zhao Yan smiled and said, "If it weren't for you to maintain this immortal tree all year round, there would not be this immortal tree blooming, so we still have to be grateful!" ”

"You're polite, Lord of the Ten Directions, you're too polite!"

The Suyi Old Ancestor laughed and said, "The next procedure is the competition from the Shenxiao Continent, sent by various sects!" Let's compete and compete to see who can win in the end! You can get a bottle of fairy tree sap! ”

Zhao Yan nodded and said, "I've heard it a long time ago, and I heard that every time the Xianyin Pavilion competes like this, it is a competition in terms of music and rhythm!" I don't know if this time it will be a competition in terms of music or a competition in battle? ”

"Our Xianyin Pavilion emphasizes the first in music, so we still compete in music! Otherwise, if you have a battle in battle, wouldn't you have to let you go, Lord of the Ten Directions! The old ancestor of the plain clothes said jokingly.

In fact, she admitted it with this sentence, everyone present, Zhao Yan's strength can be called the first!

However, at this time, Gong Yingxue, the main pavilion of the Xianyin Pavilion, said with a smile, "I have heard the legend of outsiders these days, it seems that the lord of the ten directions, you also want to participate in the competition in terms of music and rhythm?" ”

"Really?" The old ancestor of Suyi smiled, "Could it be that the Lord of the Ten Directions, Daoyou, also understands the rhythm of music?" ”

"I don't understand at all, that is, those Yin Ji in Tianyin City, I have to participate in their competition team! I really can't put it off! Zhao Yan casually snorted haha.

Suyi Old Ancestor and Gong Yingxue didn't take it too seriously, after all, this aspect of music and rhythm is relatively special, if it is not strong in combat, it can be victorious, even if the Lord of the Ten Directions can defeat the Nether Demon God, his attainments in music and rhythm cannot be too profound.

Both of them thought that Zhao Yan was just a kind of ticket nature, and they didn't say too much at the moment, but just invited Zhao Yan to go to a hall under this observation deck.

In this gorgeous hall, there are already a lot of female cultivators, these female cultivators from all over the Shenxiao Continent, all of them are some music lovers, many of them are delicate-looking, wearing gorgeous long skirts, at a glance, quite eye-catching.

And these female cultivators who were standing were each divided into different teams, obviously one after another competition teams, and among these teams, there were also a few from within the Xianyin Pavilion.

Gong Xueluo was the captain of one of the squads this time, and he and several female cultivators in the Immortal Sound Pavilion who were very specialized in music and rhythm, and everyone formed a team to compete for this bottle of fairy tree sap.

"This time, I deliberately created a new song, just to compete for the immortal tree sap of the Immortal Sound Pavilion this time!" Gong Xueluo looked at the small turquoise and dark bottle, and her eyes were full of greed.

As a young genius of the Immortal Sound Pavilion, of course he had used the sap of the Immortal Tree, but he didn't use much, just a few drops, and the effect had already impressed him, and it was hard to forget!

Even if he was the young pavilion master of the Immortal Sound Pavilion, he was not qualified to use the sap of the Immortal Tree on a large scale!

But if he won this bottle of immortal tree sap in this competition, then he would justifiably get a whole bottle, which was just right enough to be used for him to cultivate!

"I remember when I entered the Jindan stage, my cultivation was the first to enter the second layer of Jindan! But now, my cultivation has obviously been suppressed by them, they have all entered the late Yuan Infant stage, and I have only just entered the Yuan Infant Stage not long ago! ”

Gong Xueluo's qualifications are also quite excellent, and like Huang Ailin, they are all monks of the Heavenly Spirit Root!

It's just a pity that although his qualifications are excellent, he doesn't have many opportunities, and he puts a lot of thought into music, and his cultivation has slowed down!

He survived the Heavenly Tribulation and entered the Yuan Infant Stage some time before Zhao Yan left the customs, and among that batch of top geniuses, he was the last one to enter the Yuan Infant Stage, which made him feel that he had been thrown away by others!

Therefore, he composed a song with all his strength this time, hoping that in this competition for the opening of the immortal tree, he could obtain this bottle of immortal tree sap and use it for cultivation, so as to catch up with his cultivation as soon as possible.

"I heard that this time, the Lord of the Ten Directions also participated in the competition, and he united several famous musicians from Tianyin City......"

Gong Xueluo heard that many people were talking about this matter in her ears, and couldn't help but let out a sneer, "I don't care if he is Zhao Yan or the Lord of the Ten Directions, if it is about fighting, I may not be his opponent, but when it comes to music and rhythm, he is not worthy of lifting my shoes!" ”

His words were blurted out, and many people present heard it, because he was the young pavilion master of Xianyin Pavilion, everyone did not refute him, but many people's eyes were still a little disgusted by his words.

"These stupid!" Gong Xue said in a low voice angrily, "I heard that after the Lord of the Ten Directions defeated the Nether Demon God, these female monks were so envious and worshiped to death, and just now I saw that the Lord of the Ten Directions gave his cultivation opportunity to his own Dao companions!" These female monks worship the Lord of the Ten Directions even more, but they don't have to think about it, does the Lord of the Ten Directions know the rhythm of music? If you want to talk about music, I don't want him to be my apprentice! ”

Gong Xueluo spoke quite arrogantly, and no one dared to refute him, not only was his identity sensitive, but he did represent the authority in terms of music and rhythm!

But standing not far away, it happened to be those Yin Ji from Tianyin City, others could not refute, they couldn't pretend not to hear.

At that moment, the leader of them walked out and said loudly, "Young Pavilion Master, you can say that we don't know as much about music and rhythm as you, but you can't say that the Lord of the Ten Directions!" As far as I know, he is indeed a genius for music! ”

When Gong Xueluo heard this, she almost didn't spit out a mouthful of blood, and said angrily, "Nonsense, I don't believe it!" ”

(End of chapter)