Gongsun Changqin and Xiu Ling went to the piano, and only then did they arrive at the mouth of the Spiral Bird Valley, and it was already foggy. The fog was filled with green powdery particles, which were poisons condensed by miasma, but fortunately, the cultivators had taken the fire dew and were not invaded, but they were just blinded by the fog.

Suddenly, a large flock of mezzani birds rushed towards Gongsun Changqin from the fog. Gongsun Changqin flicked his sleeves and called the piano to play three or two times to go to the group in front of him, but he did not reach the group of birds to go forward one after another, and finally although all of them were expelled, it also took a lot of effort. When I looked left and right, the spiritual cultivator was gone.

At that time, Xiu Ling saw the birds attacking and stroked the qin to drive away, and wanted to help, but the birds were hit and attacked her. When this group of birds was exhausted, she had already entered the maze of the stone forest, and she couldn't find Gongsun Changqin again.

Xiu Ling put Luo Xia Bu on and walked around the stone forest, trying to find the exit, while waiting for Gongsun Changqin to come and find her.

In the valley, only the melody birds chirped from time to time, and the fog gradually deepened, and they could only move forward by stroking the qin and resisting the wind from time to time. She groped all the way, and wrote on the boulder with a carving knife all the way.

The score is the melody of the melody when the melody bird chirps, so written hundreds of times, she can not only recite the rhythm of the birdsong, but also record her own journey, and Fuxi's unique symbol is also the code of the qinmen.

After carving this way hundreds of times, the cultivator was surprised to find that there was no repetition and no exit. How big this Spiral Bird Valley is is has never been calculated.

After carving a few more lines of melody, there was a sudden movement ahead, as if someone was driving birds. Xiu Ling's heart moved, and it was expected that it must be Gongsun Changqin, chasing towards the sound of the sound like a wind.

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Sure enough, a flock of mezzanine birds gathered in the air, surrounded by a huge bird's nest, struggling to rush towards the center of the circle, chirping like a flock of pianos.

The whirlwind bird is a colorful bird, with a vermilion beak and a yellow-necked indigotail, and at this time there are birds in the flock of birds constantly falling and flying out, like a hundred flowers splashing. On the ground, a person jumped out of the flock of birds, flying with colorful feathers all over his body, shaking off in all directions. When it was clean, it was Song Liancheng.

The spiritual cultivator went to his side, pulled out the remnant sword from his waist, formed the soul, and stood on the surface of the piano and waved it non-stop. When Song Liancheng saw that it was her, he was surprised: "Why are you here?" ”

This question, the two of them actually spoke in unison.

Xiu Ling said: "I passed through here on the way to Beijing with the princess and Xia Zun,—— this matter is a long story. Just now in the maze, I chiseled all the rhythm of the chirping birds in the stone forest, and I will take you to see it when I get out of danger! ”

Song Liancheng was stunned for a moment, then waved the seven strings again, and after a few rounds, he flicked the birds out and said: "The flock of birds is inexhaustible, we need to get rid of them as soon as possible and find a way out." ”

So the two chose a breakthrough and struggled to drive the birds. The two pianos played in unison, and another group of melody birds were blasted out of the flock. Taking advantage of the fact that there was no successor to fill this void, Song Liancheng dragged the cultivator, and the two of them rushed out of the encirclement and ran towards the stone forest.

Song Liancheng and Xiu Ling rode the spirit rhino together, Xiu Ling galloped with the royal qin, and Song Liancheng resisted the pursuit after the break.

Suddenly, a figure flashed horizontally behind the flock of birds, because in the blink of an eye, there was a flock of birds blocking the view, and Song Liancheng did not notice it. The man dodged behind the boulder and summoned a shikuangqin to play.

At this time, the flock of birds was rushing in front of Song Liancheng and fluttering, and Song Liancheng was walking at a gallop, and it was impossible to hear the man's movements.

Just as he was concentrating on the situation in front of him, the mezzanine birds stopped chirping in an instant, and in a moment, four or five of the leading birds sang in unison, and then all the birds echoed in unison. Suddenly, the entire sky seemed to be chanting the mantra of thousands of birds.

The sound of singing was breathtaking, and it shook people's hearts and lungs for a while, and their hearts and galls were broken. Song Liancheng turned around to look at the spirit cultivator, but he was caught off guard by her bombardment and fell off the Lingxi Qin.

I saw Xiu Ling jumping off the piano with an expressionless face, raising her arms, and the Lingxi Qin had shrunk and fell into her arms.

In an instant, she was catering to the birds and playing the melody they were singing. Wisps of emerald green spiritual power flowed out from the tips of her ten fingers, quickly attracting the dust in the poisonous miasma, which melted together into gray-green smoke.

The air was filled with the deterioration and corrosion of the spirit element, bathing the whirling birds, and becoming their food. The birds were extremely excited, and launched an even more fierce attack on Song Liancheng, setting off gusts of wind in the flutter, and releasing bursts of poisonous miasma when they chirped.

Song Liancheng was unable to resist for a while, and shouted at the cultivator: "Spirit girl, stop!" ”

At this time, the birds were surging, and his chest was violently struck, and he stumbled, inhaled a few mouthfuls of poisonous gas, leaned back, and stepped into the damp grass behind him.

He felt his feet sink suddenly, and when he looked down, the haystack was sinking, and the mud in the ground was suddenly rising, slowly submerging his calves and soaking his knees. Song Liancheng saw that he was stuck in the swamp, and shouted again, telling Xiu Ling to stop.

However, the cultivators were still playing strange qin songs, and their eyes were full of gray-green poisonous mist.

Song Liancheng calculated the speed of sinking, summoned the treasure qin to wipe the moon, and vigorously played the "Pure Heart Mantra", trying to awaken the consciousness of the spiritual cultivator, but to no avail.

Seeing that the whirling birds were only circling and chanting in the sky at this time, and there was no tendency to attack, he thought to himself: "It seems that only by letting these birds stop calling can we control the subsidence." But the spirit girl is enchanted and is controlling these birds, and if you want to get out, you can only kill her......"

The quagmire had already reached Song Liancheng's waist, and the sinking speed was accelerating.

Song Liancheng's brows were furrowed, and when he was hesitating, the cultivator suddenly struggled. Her hands trembled and she tried desperately to control herself, her throat let out a hoarse muffled grunt, as if she wanted to scream but couldn't speak, leaving two lines of dark green tears in her eyes.

Seeing this, Song Liancheng immediately retracted the idea of killing her, and played more and more vigorously, while shouting her name again and again.

Xiu Ling finally broke through the shackles of the demons in his heart, grabbed the strings with both hands, and struggled to tear off the seven strings. Suddenly, the whirlwind birds were shaken to the ground by a loud roar, and the dead died, the wounded, and flew away.

When he came back to his senses, Xiu Ling saw Song Liancheng who was deep in the quagmire at a glance, his whole body was no longer visible, only his shoulders and head remained, but fortunately, due to the strange bird spell, the speed at which the swamp engulfed him slowed down a lot.

She looked around, saw the broken strings, her heart moved, and quickly unloaded the seven strings one by one, tied one end to Song Liancheng's body, and tied the other end to the green qi, and then beat the green qi into the boulder to fix it, and then pulled the strings to the swamp to catch people.

Xiu Ling crouched on the ground and stretched out his hand, "I couldn't help it just now." - Don't worry, this string is very strong, and the master will tie it to me. ”

Song Liancheng felt ashamed, smiled slightly, and said, "It's okay," and then took her hand and dragged the strings upward.

Not to be outdone, there are still more than a dozen melange birds, and they have flown to peck at the strings, and when they see how they keep pecking, they go to peck at the spiritual rules. Song Liancheng could only drive it away single-handedly, but he couldn't catch up. The cultivator said bitterly: "Quick, come up!" "I was pecked several times.

Song Liancheng pulled the strings and tried to play them, knowing that they were ice silk strings, so he urged the spirit element in his body to inject the force into the strings. The strings suddenly flowed with blue light, and suddenly they picked him up, pulling him up on the spot, and the two rolled aside.

Seeing that he was saved, Xiu Ling collapsed to the ground, panting and laughing: "Your Highness is really a precious body!" ”

Song Liancheng sneered, sat up hurriedly, got up after two breaths, walked to her and said "offended", and then squatted down to check her injuries.

But she didn't say a word, just bit her lip and endured the pain, her whole body was already soaked in cold sweat, but she forced a miserable little white face to smile at him and said, "I'm fine." ”

Song Liancheng couldn't help but be stunned, and said in his heart: "With such an injury, if it is in the army, a general with perseverance is just so patient, and in front of him is a weak woman gritting her teeth to bear it." I couldn't help but secretly admire, and I felt more and more ashamed when I thought that my dignified man had just been saved by this weak woman.