"Tss

"Tss

Ling Xingchen's performance attracted the attention of the pair of blue phoenixes, and his eyes were like lightning, as if they wanted to see him through. Then, they looked at each other affectionately, gentle eyes, rippling spring and autumn waves, and chirping happily.

"The tide of the spring river is even with the sea, and the bright moon on the sea is born together.

Thousands of miles with the waves, where is the spring river without moonlight......

Who first saw the moon on the riverside, and when did the river moon shine at the beginning of the year.

Life has been infinite from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is only similar every year......

The white clouds are gone, and the green maple is not worried.

Who's house is Bian Zhouzi tonight, where is the Acacia Mingyue Building......"

Ling Xingchen is immersed in the mysterious artistic conception of the creation at the moment, the tone is frustrating, the words are round, sonorous and powerful, like a chant, if whispering, such as a shallow singing, the magnetic voice spreads, the clothes dance, the hands dance, the deep and vibrant, casual and profound, interpreting this eternal swan song.

“...... In the middle of the night in the other world, she cherishes a beautiful woman, and smiles comforts Bing's heart.

Thinking through the sky and the stormy moon, reading the four fields of the cloth moves all souls.

The sword in one hand is shattered, and the heart returns against the sun, moon and stars.

If the emperor and queen earth hinder me, I will be a floating dust under my feet. ”

At all times, Ling Xingchen puts his parents and Yue'er first. As a hot-blooded man, the blood and pride at this moment erupted from his bones, making the air centered on him seem to be squeezed, and immediately disperse in all directions.

I don't know how long it took, everything was calm, Ling Xingchen's mind was clear, his mind was free of distractions, and his consciousness was accessible.

He exhaled a breath of turbidity and found that the two phoenix birds had disappeared at some point. Xingchen came to his senses, opened his eyes, the token hung in front of him, the Phoenix Dance Nine Days was still so lifelike, both physical and spiritual, vivid, and more cordial, like a confidant and friend.

He found that his spirit was much stronger, his senses were sharp, his blood was smooth, and his body was extremely comfortable.

Ling Xingchen looked inward, and found that his spiritual power was like a mist in the white sea of Zhihai, which was a little thin at this time, but it was a lot more condensed, and there were more sparse dots of silver light, like bright stars, the small tree in the middle of the sea of consciousness was a little darker, and his heart was beating strongly, and the mysterious symbol was more like a substance, and the degree of fusion with the heart was a little more than in Crescent Village.

The bones of the whole body are tougher, crystal like jade, the purple-gold of the flesh and bones is a little deeper, the brilliance flows, the strange lines are intertwined, and the purple-gold thunder and lightning shine. The meridians have been broadened twice as much, and they have also doubled their tenacity, and Xuanyuan is surging like a great river to the east.

The width of the blood vessels increased, the toughness increased, and the blood seemed to be flowing blood jade, like flowing molten iron, in which the purple-gold arc raged. The purity of Xuanyuan in the dantian has also doubled, and the small tree in the center has also recovered a few points.

Xuanyuan runs according to the internal strength of the Dance of the Stars and Moon, which seems to be obscure and disorganized, but in fact it is subtle and profound. The possibilities are endless.

Ling Xingchen breathed a sigh of relief at this time, remembering the painful scene before, the pain of ten thousand arrows piercing the heart and ten thousand insects devouring bones, and the pain of Zhihai and Dantian being broken, he was afraid for a while. Ling Xingchen couldn't help but burst into foul language: "Damn, this world is too perverted and crazy!"

As an internationally renowned kung fu master, although his strength has increased for the rest of his life, Ling Xingchen has not been complacent and carried away because of this, but has become more cautious and cautious.

He concentrated, his spiritual sense spread, enveloping the City Lord's Mansion, and he didn't find anything unusual, so he put his mind at ease and settled down, hoping that the Dance of the Stars and Moon would go further.

Soon, Ling Xingchen entered the strange artistic conception before, and it was even more subtle than before.

The thoughts gushed out, more and more intense, the already magnificent heart became undulating, the angry waves were thousands, a storm swept away, the thoughts in the heart did not decrease but increased, more and more intense, if the volcano erupted, followed by unbearable physical and mental pain, deep into the bone marrow, can be described as unforgettable.

He was amazed to find that despite the pain, it was within the range of his body and would not explode and die.

The pain in his body was unbearable, and the pain of the other world tormented his heart, Ling Xingchen completely ignored it, while simulating and correcting the martial arts created by the previous mysterious artistic conception according to the Dance of the Stars and Moon, and at the same time slowing down the mysteries of the blue phoenix dancing for nine days, recalling his understanding of dance, music, and martial arts.

The average person's brain development is only 3 to 10 percent, Einstein's brain potential development is only 13 percent, and Ling Xingchen's brain has been developed to this extent at this moment.

If it was already a Chevrolet before, then it is Maybach at this moment.

The breeze caresses, the east dawns, and the dawn of dawn is like a sharp sword that comes out of the sky, expelling the darkness.

Ling Xingchen's clothes were already soaked with sweat, his expression was hideous, his steel teeth were clenched, and he was in great pain. He trembled all over, his hands were knotted with a mysterious and strange seal, and the token hung in front of him, emitting a faint blue light, enveloping Ling Xingchen.

Suddenly, Ling Xingchen dropped a teardrop reflecting the first dawn in the east on the token hanging in front of him, and the token turned into a golden and blue streamer and rushed into the center of his eyebrows.

I saw Ling Xingchen's sea of knowledge, rendered by pure and deep blue light, a pair of blue phoenixes and Ming Feifei, the loud chirp was deafening, resounding in my mind, in the moment of Ling Xingchen's sea of knowledge, it was blank for an instant, and flew towards the center of the sea of knowledge, the light was dim, and it fell on the small tree that was wilting and only purple-gold arcs.

"Tss

Bright and long, with infinite sadness of the phoenix and the song, echoed in the mind again, a sadness, remembrance, nostalgia, reluctance of the artistic conception completely covered the mind, and Ling Xingchen's thoughts and sorrow and love were intertwined and obsessed, and a martial art called the Phoenix Dance Nine Days came to mind.

The beginning is the understanding of dance and music, and the understanding and perception of life, nature and even the universe are everywhere.

In the eyes of others, Ling Xingchen saw it with relish as much as the words that were more difficult and obscure than the Chinese classical Chinese, just like tasting the most beautiful food in the world, if he enjoyed the most beautiful scenery, he seemed to be staring at the woman who had been waiting for three lives and passing by.

And as the reading deepened, it was as if the heavens had opened a window for themselves, the bright sunlight shone in, the confusion and confusion in cultivation gradually dissipated, and even a large amount of unknown information poured into his mind, if the storm swept through, as if he had been empowered, the more Ling Xingchen looked, the more excited he became.

I'm really thirsty to deliver water, and I'm sleepy and the rhythm of handing the pillow!

Ling Xingchen was overjoyed, and the corners of the deity's mouth were also crossed with a smile, but with the expression at the moment, "more ugly than crying" is no longer enough to describe this expression, I am afraid that only the three words "ghost see sorrow" can best describe the hideous and terrifying smile at this moment.

However, just as he was reading with relish, a big ellipsis ended the mystery. In Ling Xingchen's heart, 10,000 grass and mud horses galloped and neighed, raising thousands of miles of dust and sand.

But when I think of this martial technique, I can't see the level of the grade, just the preface is already mystical and profound, which shows that it is extraordinary, and this inheritance method is also domineering and shocking, and it is definitely not possessed by ordinary exercises.

Ling Xingchen bent down with his fists in the opening preface, bowed deeply, calmed down the excitement in his heart, and digested the information while combing through the influx of information.

The day is dawn, the birds are singing cheerfully, dancing in the soft and sweet dreams of April, and the wind awakens the soul in its sleep.

The inhabitants of Sword City woke up, and the dream of last night was vivid, as if it were a real experience. It seems that someone has choked the throat and cannot breathe, or even struggle. Especially at that moment, the body seemed to be crushed into pulp, and the soul was about to be broken, and now I think of it and cold sweat is still breaking out on my back, and I am afraid for a while, as if I have been closed from the ghost door.

Last night's dream magnified their regrets and thoughts. Husband and wife looked at each other and hugged each other tightly. People who have failed the other half, regretful, hurriedly dressed to pursue the love of leaving, the wandering son who has been wandering for many years, remembered the parents, wives and children who gathered less and left more, put on clothes, and ran in the direction of home.

The sun is shining, sprinkling the earth, gilding the white clouds.

Ling Xingchen calmed down, his hands forming complex and mysterious seals at a speed that was difficult to discern with the naked eye, leaving behind the remnants of the Dao. His expression was calm and indifferent, if the old monk meditated, he would not be happy or sad, and if he was a master. The golden sunlight shines on the body, like a divine light, like a treasure of light.

"God, god!"

"Sick, Jianwu, this, Mom, you and you, you see, that and that......"

"Xiangrui, Lord of the City, long live ......"

“......”

The people of the City Lord's Mansion were busy preparing for the thirty-ninth birthday of the City Lord, and suddenly found that the top of the Kun Sword Pavilion was a masterpiece of golden light, thinking that it was a holy descent, a miracle or an auspicious fortune, and they were shocked and ecstatic in their hearts. The more rational subordinates finished kneeling and hurriedly went to report to the city lord.

Li Jingtian was shocked when he received the news, and immediately ordered the news to be blocked, and then went to check it in person.

Li Xiruo also received the news, when she took off and saw a handsome and chic young man at the top of the Kunjian Pavilion, bathed in the golden sunlight, his expression was indifferent and peaceful, and he couldn't see the joy and sorrow, as if he had attained the state of a master, her lungs were about to explode.

Except for Ling Xingchen, the bastard who dared to call his father a brother, who else?

Bastard, many geniuses may not be able to enter the realm of enlightenment in their lifetime, but this bastard bastard is a prostitute twice a day. People are more popular than dead people, can't they be surpassed in this life? No, impossible, wait for me, one day I will trample you under the feet of the same realm!

Li Xiruo's delicate body trembled, her silver teeth clenched, making a "smack" sound, her little pink fists clenched, and her nails sank into the tender flesh of her palms without feeling it. The genius's faith was somewhat shaken, and she began to doubt life.

However, Li Xiruo is by no means the kind of pampered daughter, and today's achievements are all spelled out by her step by step. The dignity and pride of the genius made her immediately give a negative answer. Spitfire's eyes were filled with war, but he turned around unwillingly and went back to cultivate.

Spiritual energy surged from all directions to the City Lord's Mansion like a tidal wave, mixed with grains of golden and silver points of light.

So in Sword City, a refreshing aura wind blew, blowing the curtains and banners hunting, and the closer to the city lord's mansion, the stronger it became, and even the merchants stood unsteadily, and the tables and chairs fell to the ground. There was also a spiritual stream from the earth, rushing towards Ling Xingchen along the ruined Kun Sword Pavilion.

Ling Xingchen's dantian operated, the pores of his whole body opened, absorbing the aura, until the Xuanyuan that the dantian had lost was replenished, he finished the last seal with both hands, opened his mouth and spit out a breath of turbidity, like a ball of dark red and dark gold intertwined flames, when he opened his eyes, the phoenix eyes shot out two pillars of golden-red intertwined light like a substance, and there was a purple-gold arc shining, making a "snorting sound, and the air was distorted."

"It turns out that the token is called Chaofeng Ling, a hundred birds and a phoenix, and the stars and moons are born!"

The sun shone on Ling Xingchen's smiling face, and the first layer of the Dance of the Stars and Moon was completed.