"Whew!"

Mo Yiming flew out upside down at a very fast speed, and the moment he rushed out of the cave, he was startled by the surrounding monks who all retreated.

Lei Xiao seemed to have been prepared before, he had already prepared to deal with it in front of this cave, he knew Mo Yiming's character very well, and at the moment when Mo Yiming flew out, he grabbed Mo Yiming, but even so, this strong inverted flying force took him and Mo Yiming's body out at the same time.

At the same time as flying upside down, Mo Yiming's arm was cut with a deep wound, and blood flowed straight down.

Drunk Meiyan, Xie Wuchang, and Zhang Xiaopang saw this scene, and they couldn't help but worry to the extreme.

At the same time as Lei Xiao and Mo Yiming fell, Lei Xiao pointed to the red tassel spear in his hand and slammed it into the top of the Ten Thousand Sword Peak, and after the bodies of the two of them swung twice in the air, they jumped back to the stone ladder.

Lei Xiao still had palpitations, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and said, "I knew that with your character, you would forcibly seize the Immortal Flute." ”

Mo Yiming also took a deep breath, and didn't seem to have the energy to feel the pain coming from his arm, and said, "I have a very strange feeling, that Changsheng flute seems to be calling to me. ”

Lei Xiao was worried, and hurriedly said: "The weapons here are all extremely strange, each one seems to have a sense of dementorship, you must not let it lose your mind." That's why you lost your life for it, and you can't take any more risks. ”

Zui Meiyan, Zhang Xiaopang, and Xie Wuchang rushed together, first glanced at Mo Yiming and Lei Xiao left and right, and said with concern: "It's okay." ”

Lei Xiao nodded and said, "It's nothing, it's just that with his stubborn temper, he still has to try, you can persuade him." ”

"Yes, Yiming, every weapon here has to be recognized by the Lord, since you can't recognize the Lord, don't force it. Without that flute, there are others. ”

Xie Wuchang said, pointing to a sharp sword that emitted red light not far away, and continued: "It's not bad for you to look at that sword, why don't you try that sword, will you recognize you as the master." ”

Zhang Xiaopang said: "You can't try again, if you die, I'll show off what I will do in the future." ”

As soon as Zhang Xiaopang's words fell, he was suddenly slapped by Drunken Meiyan and said fiercely: "You dead fat man, can you speak, no one treats you as a dumb person if you can't speak." ”

The few monks who watched Mo Yiming fly out upside down also looked surprised at this moment, and couldn't help but gasp. The moment Mo Yiming flew out upside down before, they also pinched a cold sweat for it. They thought that Mo Yiming would be like the one who forgot his worries, his body was broken in two, and he fell into the abyss.

Fortunately, the thunder appeared in time.

"It seems that even Mo Yiming, who is a weird cultivator, can't get that immortal flute." One of the monks had not yet come to his senses, and his voice trembled slightly.

The other monk looked surprised, his eyes fixed on Mo Yiming's body, and he muttered, "This immortal flute really has his peculiarities. ”

And at Mo Yiming's place, he smiled lightly at Lei Xiao and the others, his inner choice was still the same, and the feeling of blood boiling still existed, and said: "I can feel that the flute of the long life makes my blood boil." ”

Mo Yiming's words made De Lei Xiao and the others stunned, knowing what he meant by this.

"It's too dangerous, don't try it." Zhang Xiaopang, Xie Wuchang and Zui Meiyan persuaded at the same time.

But Lei Xiao didn't speak, he looked at Mo Yiming with concern, and said, "Since it has been decided, then we will wait for you outside the cave, and if you are shocked out again, we will catch you outside." But you have to promise me that if the blood in your body is no longer churning, then you will give up the desire to seize the Flute of Immortality. ”

When he seized the red tassel spear before, Lei Xiao also had a feeling of blood boiling, and he vaguely felt that it seemed that Mo Yiming could really take the immortal flute.

But in other words, since Mo Yiming has decided, no matter how he persuades him, it can only be to no avail.

That immortal flute is not an ordinary thing, and Lei Xiao also knows the rarity of this thing, but since Mo Yiming insists on doing so, let him try again.

Lei Xiao's words made Zui Meiyan and the others stunned, and they blamed Lei Xiao for not only not persuading each other, but also cheering Mo Yiming like this.

Mo Yiming turned around and continued to walk towards the cave, and after a few breaths, he came to the front of the cave, his eyes fell on the cave, and he seemed to see the location of the long flute.

"This ...... What is he trying to do, don't die? ”

"Do you want to try?"

"I was lucky last time, but this time, maybe not so lucky!"

The moment Mo Yiming came to the cave, everyone showed an incredible look. When there was a lot of discussion, they all felt that Mo Yiming was beyond his strength.

Mo Yiming didn't pay attention to it, but stepped into the cave with one foot in the midst of many strange eyes.

Feeling the sound and breath of the wind at this moment, Mo Yiming felt so familiar. And this time when he entered, when he didn't take a step closer, Mo Yiming's heart seemed to be stirred, and his expression was excited, which made him involuntarily continue to walk forward.

This time, Mo Yiming was not as hasty as the last time, and without any thought, he took the liberty of seizing the Immortal Flute.

"This flute is said to have been left in ancient times, I don't know if it came from the hand of that master, but since others can make it recognize the master, then I think, I can too!"

With a deep groan in his heart, Mo Yiming's eyes showed a strong longing. In his Baichuan bag of Doudou, he never spoke, he could feel the excitement and excitement in Mo Yiming's heart, this feeling resonated with his heart, making him speechless.

"I think it's probably my way is wrong, the pillar of light that emits it, the strange totem, and the pattern inside the totem, what is it!"

Although Mo Yiming's mind was roaring, there were some gaps that made him think for a short time, but even if he was thinking, he didn't stop moving forward.

He could clearly feel the boiling of blood in his body, and he could also feel that the flute seemed to resonate with him, as if the flute had a summoning to him. This feeling was strong and clear, but Mo Yiming couldn't put it into words.

But he was sure that this summoning was not as bewildering as Lei Xiao had said, and he was sure that it was a real summoning power.

This made Mo Yiming even feel in a trance that he seemed to have a certain connection with this Changsheng flute.

Since Doudou appeared, strange changes have taken place along the way, making him suspicious of his life experience. It's just that this suspicion can't be answered at the moment. He may not know from their mouths until he finds his parents. However, now it is clear to him that his cultivation does not allow him to go to his parents.

After a while, he came to the place where the Immortal Flute was, and this time he was not busy reaching out to grab the Immortal Flute, although he could also feel the resistance, but this time his gaze was condensed on the totem under this pillar of light.

Mo Yiming vaguely felt that whether this immortal flute could be seized or not seemed to have something to do with this totem on the ground.

Mo Yiming frowned slightly, even though he still had that strong sense of longing in his heart, he had to be patient and calm enough this time.

His gaze was fixed on this totem, and he could even recognize what was on it. Mo Yiming circled around this totem. While thinking, Mo Yiming had a sense of déjà vu.

"How does this totem look so familiar, and have you seen it there?"

Mo Yiming searched for the thoughts in his mind as much as he could, and at a certain moment, he suddenly gasped, and his eyes showed an incredible look.

"This totem is the totem on the West Peak Test Tablet!"

Mo Yiming felt an inexplicable excitement, although he didn't know what it meant, but in an instant, he found something different.

"But in the middle of this totem, it seems to be a little different, it seems to be two words......"

Mo Yiming walked in and took a look, he knew very well that as long as he didn't reach out to grab this immortal flute, then he wouldn't be shocked and flew out.

Although that resistance still existed, it was not enough to make Mo Yiming go backwards, just to warn him.

Mo Yiming squatted down, his five fingers had the blood flowing from the wound, and he touched the totem along the font, and guessed these two words as much as possible.

In an instant, Mo Yiming's eyes showed an incredible look again, his face trembled a little, and he couldn't help but widen his eyes, and said tremblingly: "This ...... It's the word 'Taiyue'! ”

Mo Yiming was no stranger to the word Taiyue, and he remembered that there was a spell on the strange bamboo slip, called the art of Taiyue. Now this Taiyue totem seems to have an inevitable connection with the bamboo slips.

But what surprised him even more was that the moment the blood on his fingertips touched the word Taiyue, the blood that originally had only a trace of blood, as if it had a source, turned into a stream of blood, and flowed along the appearance of the Taiyue totem, towards the various concave places of the totem!