The only demon supreme who has cultivated to reach the realm of creation in the "Fan Moon Scroll" for thousands of years, and the last page of the half fragment that has been handed down is all numbers!

The last four pages of the "Fan Yue Scroll" are one million words, and the last four pages are 'Moon Shadow Sword Technique', 'Innate Pulp Cleansing Pill', 'Jade Realm Treasure' and 'Mysterious Numbers'.

The first three are all priceless treasures that the world has spied on.

The Moon Shadow Sword Technique is fearless across the world, the Innate Purifying Pill can win the world, and the treasure of the Jade Realm is fascinated by countless masters!

Only this inexplicable number, I don't know what it means.

If it weren't for Lin Ling's lack of time at that time, he wouldn't have chosen this easy-to-remember number to memorize.

Now that he has been on the mountain for a year, although Lin Ling does not know the mystery of this string of numbers, when he knows the origin of this "Fan Yue Scroll", he often recalls this string of numbers, so as not to forget it.

Now that Su Wenjun mentioned this, Lin Ling thought of this possibility!

If you play these numbers as music? Is it possible?

Lin Ling's spirit instantly became excited, and even the previous weakness seemed to be swept away, and his voice also raised because of excitement: "Wen Jun!"

Su Wenjun was taken aback by Lin Ling's sudden excitement, and said in a daze: "What?!"

"You go back first, I'm going to Hu Lao's cultivation!" Lin Ling held the "Rain and Dew Pure Heart Song" in his hand, his eyes were full of infinite excitement, which seemed to be able to clear his heart.

"You!" Su Wenjun was locked up by the head of the house for half a month, and he was only able to go out today, he wanted to have a good chat with Lin Ling, but he was blocked by Lin Ling three times and five times, and he was angry for a while, and stomped his feet and said, "Cross the river and tear down the bridge!

In the valley where the seasons are like spring, a cluster of broken flowers fluttered away, Lin Ling took a leave of absence from Hu Lao, adjusted his state in the room, and did not even go to the afternoon waterfall cultivation.

The one who left his fist power under the swallowing fist drum last night was none other than this little-known outer disciple of the Cangji Sect, Lin Ling.

Recalling last night's experience, Lin Ling was overwhelmed with sighs, especially the last punch of the dragon elephant, as if the power of the earth-shaking waves was constantly shaking Lin Ling's internal organs, if it weren't for Lin Ling's hard cultivation in the past year, coupled with the peerless exercises of qi training and body training, he would inevitably die on the spot with the five internal organs bursting.

The punch of the dragon elephant seriously injured Lin Ling, but Lin Ling would never give up, and also left his strongest punch now, trembling fist!

One punch is nearly twenty trembling!

Lin Ling hated the person named Zhou Zhong's Cang Scar Sect, and he also had no good impression of the Cang Scar Sect's inner door.

But there is a master in Xiaoyao Valley, a senior brother, a second senior brother, Yin Xian and Hu Lao, they are also in the Cangji faction, it's okay to insult the new students, but you must not insult my Cangxian faction!

This also led to Lin Ling recovering from his injuries overnight with the health chapter.

Now that he had guessed the possibility of that mysterious number, Lin Ling decided to quietly experiment at night when no one was around. Since you are not sure, it is natural to adjust your physical and mental state to the best!

And on this day, Lin Ling also practiced "Song of Rain and Dew Pure Heart" to reach a more proficient level in the conversion of Gong Shangjiao's signs and numbers.

After a day of adjustment, Lin Ling's injuries improved extremely quickly, on the one hand, thanks to his unique physique of dual cultivation of qi and physical training, and on the other hand, because of the buff effect of "Rain and Dew Pure Heart Song", Lin Ling's internal injuries that were not too serious were alleviated.

The waterwheel tinkled and the moon shadow murmured, like flowing water in front of the window.

Lin Ling looked around, quietly closed the window and door tightly, and came to Feng Qin's desk.

The complex and huge number flew through Lin Ling's mind, Lin Ling frowned and cried out in his heart: "The five tones are only one to five, and the number of ten thousand words that I memorize is at most nine!

Lin Ling couldn't help but feel depressed when he looked at Feng Qin in front of him, and he thought that everything was ready, but he forgot to compare it carefully. Now that Su Wenjun should have fallen asleep, how should he play the numbers from six to nine?

The 10,000-word number resurfaced in his mind, Lin Ling suddenly opened his eyes, from the first number to the third hundredth number, there were indeed no numbers above five! Why don't you try the first three hundred notes first?

With a determination in his heart, Lin Ling pressed the strings with his hands, according to the memory in his mind, and gently stroked the piano to make the sound as low as possible.

At night, the valley is very quiet, making people sleep sweetly, and the faint sound of the piano has a strange tact.

Lin Ling, who was not yet familiar with the rhythm of music, disagreed, the source of this strange music was based on the thousand-year-old fragment in Lin Ling's mind, and it was only three days of the strange book "Fan Yue Scroll" that could be displayed in one jiazi.

Three hundred notes, but in the time of a stick of incense, Lin Ling finished playing intermittently.

The room was quiet again, Lin Ling calmed down, entered meditation and observed again.

The golden liquid in the body has disappeared, and the pale golden aura at the dantian runs slowly according to the trajectory of the Great Zhou Tian, constantly strengthening its muscles and tendons.

It's business as usual, it's no different.

Lin Ling was puzzled, was it because he didn't play it well? Or was this not the correct solution for this string of numbers?

One more time!

Exhaling deeply, Lin Ling pressed the strings with his hand and slowly played again.

With the first experience, this time the playing was obviously smoother than the first time, and the slow melody had a hint of distant etherealness, although Lin Ling couldn't tell if this was a piece or not, but this feeling was sad.

After the second performance, Lin Ling entered meditation again and observed it carefully.

Compared to the first time, Lin Ling actually made a discovery, but this almost imperceptible change made him confused.

His aura seems to be a little bit less, and he doesn't seem to have changed much, just a little bit less?

But he didn't use his spiritual power, where did this missing spiritual power go?

Lin Ling's gaze was once again locked on the Fengqin on the desk.

Again!

After nearly ten plays, Lin Ling couldn't help but sweat profusely, and his fingertips hurt.

And there is only one reason why he keeps trying: even if he practices the White Tiger Hammer Method, he has never been so tired in just two sticks of incense, and his spiritual power has been consumed by half!!

You must know that in order to block the punch of the dragon elephant last night, he only used half of the spiritual power in Lin Ling's body, and these three hundred notes, played ten times, actually required half of Lin Ling's spiritual power!

There must be a lot of mystery in this!

Lin Ling fought with it, and never looked back until he was exhausted.

This is Lin Ling's stubborn temper, and it is also what he often talks about, and he will never admit defeat.

After adjusting his state, Lin Ling stroked the piano again!

After the tactful turn, the rain fell on the plantains, gracefully fluttering, like a stunning woman, with bright eyes and smiling, but on that beautiful face, there was a mysterious veil hanging, which made people's hearts itch and unbearable, and they wanted to see the beauty.

As if hearing Lin Ling's heart, the woman slowly lifted her veil, and suddenly, the song came to an abrupt end......

300 notes, all played!

This time, he actually exhausted all the spiritual power in Lin Ling's body at one time!

Lin Ling gasped deeply, sweating profusely, and only the sound of heavy breathing remained in the silent room.

"What the hell is this!" Lin Ling ran out of spiritual power and couldn't play anymore, but there was some truth in distorting the method of unraveling this mysterious number, but only the first three hundred notes, Lin Ling could play, and there were still nearly ten thousand notes behind, how to answer.

Just when Lin Ling was bored, a crisp and pleasant girl's voice suddenly sounded in the originally quiet room.

"Fan Yue sees the master. ”