Chapter 887: Nine Songs and Three Phases

Nine songs and three phases, the first song is the sky wind song!

The second song, for the thunder of heaven!

The third song is the flute of mortal dust!

This mortal dust cloud flute, from the golden sky, slowly appeared in the wisps of white clouds, leisurely rising, into the mind, can make people relax, as if to sleep.

At the moment when Ling Hao first stepped on the 240th step, in the heaven and earth, there was such a flute sound, this flute sound was beautiful, not like a living soul could blow out, but the cloud was in the wind, and when it was penetrated by the wind, countless small holes appeared on the surface of the cloud and scattered out.

Merged with the wind song, forming a very beautiful music between heaven and earth, and the thunder at this time, like a drum, perfectly blended together.

This voice was obsessive, and the Thunder Emperor was immersed in the music and closed his eyes silently.

On the four pillars around the tower, the four gray-clothed men also listened to the music silently, their expressions showed melancholy and reminiscence, and as for the figure in the fog on the top floor of the tower, they let out a sigh when they heard this music.

Ling Haochu stood on the 240th step, motionless, he was also listening to the music formed by the wind, thunder, and clouds, and the music entered his heart, making his primordial spirit, his soul, seem to be surrounded by warmth, slowly nourished, and all the injuries inside and outside the body that came from the step, in this music, miraculously recovered as before.

In his body, the power of the Holy Gu after fusion was a little more, but it still didn't function, and it was silent.

For a long time, the light in Ling Haochu's eyes flashed, and under the music, he slowly raised his steps, walked forward, and fell step by step, Ling Haochu's expression was no longer hideous, but calm.

His eyes were not bloodshot, but calmly, and he walked out of that step.

The golden sky is the light, the black ground is the road" The thunder is the drum, the wind is the music, and the cloud flute accompanies it, surround this Linghaochu, so that his footsteps walk steadily on the steps, and he walked to the two hundred and fifty steps.

The moment his footsteps fell, in the music of the golden sky and the dark earth, "the wind and thunderclouds, immediately there was an extra strand of syllables, and the syllables, for the sound of rustling, were like rain falling from the nine heavens and hitting the ground.

The sound of the rain "in the middle of the world, and the clouds and flutes, make this music more beautiful, faint, as if all things want to recover, sprouting vitality."

At this time, the Thunder Emperor opened his eyes, he looked at Ling Haochu, and exhaled deeply, with his cultivation, with his identity, there would not be too much shock and horror in his expression, but now, his mind was because of the four songs of the nine caused by Ling Haochu, and there were waves.

"Ancient Road Great Heavenly Venerable...... You don't recognize his existence, but now, I don't know what you think...... Or, my disciple, Ling Haochu, who has soul blood, will he recognize your existence!" The Thunder Emperor's gaze crossed Ling Haochu, who was still walking on the steps, and landed on the high tower at the top of the ancient road, silently saying in his heart.

The top floor of the tower was as silent as ever, and the figure in the fog, after a sigh before, closed his eyes, as if immersed in the music, and his face covered by the fog seemed to have melancholy and reminiscence.

Ling Haochu paused slightly on the 250th step, and after hearing the sound of the rain, he immersed himself for a while and walked up again.

At the 260th step, Ling Hao first heard the sound of the sky, this sound is very mysterious, the sky is silent, but at this moment, there is a faint whisper, as if a soft chant, coming from the sky, and the heavenly wind song, the heavenly thunder sound, the dust cloud flute, and the music of all things moistening the rain, blending together.

The moment this song appeared, the little Holy Gu power that was fused under the pressure of this ancient path mountain in Ling Haochu's body slowly showed signs of operation from the silence.

It's just that its operation is very slow, I don't know how long it will take to complete a cycle in Ling Haochu's body, Ling Haochu is not anxious, he is now under the nine and five songs, the body is very warm inside and outside, and there seems to be infinite power.

In this existence, the drop of soul blood from the ancient ancestor in Ling Haochu's body also slowly showed signs of melting, and this soul blood was also the source of the previous Thunder Emperor's begging of the Ancient Dao Great Heavenly Venerable to make a move to revive the bloodline, but it was refused.

Ling Haochu walked forward silently, walking through the steps, and when his footsteps stepped on the two hundred and seventy steps, all the origins in Ling Haochu's body suddenly melted!

At this moment, Ling Haochu's body had no origin, but his eyes showed a silver light, and under that light, his eyes became silver!

It seems that there is no emotion at all, it is very cold, and even the black of its pupils has become silver! The moment the silver eyes appeared, from Ling Haochu's body, an indescribable aura emanated, and this breath was exactly what the Thunder Emperor felt in the cave realm back then, the kind of ethereal breath that was extinguished!

After this aura appeared, the Thunder Emperor's eyes showed complexity.

"In the nine songs and three phases, the silver eye is a common thing, the ancient ancestors can be transformed into nine songs, and the second phase of the three phases is also ...... for this purpose"

On the pillars around the tower, the four gray-clothed people withdrew their gazes to the sky one by one, and condensed on Ling Haochu's body again, they looked at the silver in Ling Haochu's eyes, and their eyes showed confusion, and the confusion revealed a void, as if they had been ingested!"

It seems that for such silver eyes, they have a strange absorption!

As for the misty figure in the tower, after being silent for a long time, a voice reverberated in the heavens and the earth.

"Nine Songs and Three Phases...... In you, there are five songs and two phases...... Come up, if you can go up the three hundred steps, I can awaken the soul blood for you, and summon you......"

The voice was still indifferent.

Ling Haochu stood on the 270th step, "he didn't respond to the indifferent voice, but raised his footsteps" and walked again, and when he stood on the 280th step, the power of the ancient clan in Ling Haochu's body suddenly melted.

As it melted, in addition to these five songs in heaven and earth, there was immediately another song, and this song, for the joy of the earth, the black earth, came out with a desolate funeral sound.

The funeral sound, I don't know how it swirled, but it came clearly from the earth, and the music of sorrow seemed to represent the death of the mourner.

blended with the sound of the day, it seemed to represent the life and death of the child, and merged with the sound of the wind and thunderstorm to form a swan song!

"Nine Songs and Three Phases...... I've heard of it too............... Now it seems that there is a ...... of six songs and two phases" Ling Haochu was silent, and he felt that the original cultivation in his body and the power of the ancient clan melted one after another, and disappeared in his body, but it was not lost, but deeply integrated with his body.

What can be sensed now is the new power that has emerged after the fusion of that wisp of Saint Gu, and this power is still operating, but it is still slow, and it may take years or even decades to operate a cycle.

He silently raised his steps, and with the coercion from the ancient Dao Mountain, he walked up the two hundred and eighty-first steps, and stepped forward step by step, when he stood on the two hundred and ninety steps, he obviously felt that the degree of operation in his body was slightly faster.

At the same time, he also felt the signs of the existence of the origin and the power of the ancient clan that had dissipated in his body, and these two forces existed within his primordial spirit and internal organs.

The "origin" that exists in the primordial gods, and what exists in the five internal organs is the power of the ancient race. They seemed to be fused, but they didn't seem to be fused, but there was a huge gap between them and Ling Haochu's previous state.

And at the moment when Ling Haochu stepped on the 290th step, among the six songs of heaven and earth, there was suddenly one more song, this song, outsiders can't hear it, only Ling Haochu can hear it, it's his own body, out of the sound.

This sound, if the body sound, is the sound that comes out every time he raises his head, every time he waves his arms, every time he lifts his feet, and even every breath, every time he expands and shrinks the pores of sweat on his skin!

These voices were very subtle, but at this moment, they merged with the sound of heaven and earth, condensed outside Ling Haochu's body, and turned into a wisp of light sound, bypassing it.

"Is this the seventh song...... Ling Haochu raised his head sharply, his eyes showed a majestic glow, staring at the tower on the top of the ancient road.

"Did you say that Ling couldn't walk three hundred steps......" Ling Haochu raised his steps, stepped forward, stepped over ten steps, and stood on top of the three hundred steps in one step.

The moment he stood here, he saw that on the four pillars outside the tower on the top of the mountain, the confusion and emptiness of the eyes of the two gray-clothed men were replaced by a cold light, as if they had regained their senses, and at the same time as the chill flashed in their eyes, their bodies suddenly shook, and they came out together, and the figures of the two overlapped in mid-air, and after turning into a person, they took a big stride and went straight to Ling Haochu like a lightning flash.

Instantly approaching, a punch blasted!

This punch contained a gray mist, and the mist revealed a huge shadow of a head, with a madness, a silent roar, and went straight to Ling Haochu!

The sound of banging immediately came out from Ling Haochu's body at this moment, and this sound, like a heartbeat, was the eighth song formed by Ling Haochu's internal organs at this moment!

Five visceral songs!

It is the contraction of the lungs, the beating of the heart, the vibration of the spleen, the trembling of the liver, and the tension of the kidneys.

After interlacing with his body voice, the fusion with the wind and clouds and thunderstorms, and the entanglement with the song of life and death of heaven and earth, the sound of eight songs broke out!

In the simultaneous whirlwind of these eight songs, the power of the ancient clan in Ling Haochu's body spread violently, instantly merging into Ling Haochu's body flesh and blood, and at the same time, the power of the origin in his Yuan Shen also moved, permeating all the meridians in Ling Haochu's body.

As these two forces dispersed, after condensing within the body, for the first time, with Ling Haochu's body as the center, they completely fused with each other, turning into a huge Saint Gu fusion force, in Ling Haochu's body, with an unimaginable degree, from the previous cycle that would take decades to complete, it sped up, and turned a cycle in an instant.

This power, which did not belong to the Holy and the ancient, turned into a low roar from Ling Haochu after completing the cycle!

"Get out of here!"