Myolie Tan looked back at the little cloud lying on the bamboo bed, the originally clever and cute little face was all covered by black gas, even in her coma with a frightened look.

"We follow Grandpa to recite the meditation mantra, what about the clouds, who will take care of her?" Tan Xing'er asked Grandpa.

Tan Yanbei shook his head and said: "The demon poison in this little girl's body has begun to diffuse, causing her to be confused and distracted, no matter how powerful the fox demon's fan song is, she can't even hear it, among us people, the last thing to worry about is this little girl." ”

Tan Xing'er nodded, and was just about to speak, when suddenly the fluttering melody outside the teahouse began to slowly condense, and the murmur was accompanied by a delicate light smile, like a young girl with spring meeting her lover for the first time, and the sweet joy was filled with the spring sunshine.

Even the epiphany in the flower field outside the window was infected by this pleasant rhythm, one by one swaying, and a few were already quietly blooming.

Hearing this delicate and soft rhythm, Yun Haiping's eyes began to scatter, and Tan Xing'er was even more dizzy, smiling like a flower.

Tan Yanbei sighed and said to himself: "The legendary fox demon's extra-string magic sound changes nine times, stealing people's souls, and it progresses layer by layer, ups and downs, and the nine-fold magic sound is better than one change, this is the first "Unprovoked Joy", it has become so enchanting, how to resist the remaining eight layers of magic sound?"

He stretched out his hand and pressed Tan Xing'er and Yun Haiping to the rattan chair and sat down, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and slowly read a sentence in his mouth: "Nan Wu drinks Luo Tana, Doluo Yeye." ”

This sentence is the beginning of the secret book of the Immortal Buddha "Meditation Mantra", and together with this heavy Buddha sound, the enchanting charm of the soul song was instantly diluted a lot.

Tan Xing'er and Yun Haiping recovered from the melody, hurriedly sat on the rattan chair, and read it word by word with Tan Yanbei: "All living beings are troubled, all troubles are suffering, all troubles are immortal, not dirty and impure, not increasing or decreasing......"

The heavy sound of this meditation mantra is like an empowerment, a green lantern in the bitter sea, and the charm of the demon spirit of the song of the Nine Transformations meets the quiet inaction of the immortal Buddha, just like the cold winter meets the warm sun, which is melted into the spring water and wind by wisps.

Xuanhu launched the magic sound outside the strings one after another, but it never broke through the mountain-like solemnity of the meditation mantra, but was suppressed and gradually scattered, and the epiphany in the flower field that was urged to open by the fan song retracted the blooming buds one by one.

When Tan Yanbei and the three of them read "The visible are born from the invisible, the incapable are born into nothing, the existence is returned to nothing, and the realm is born from the heart", the Buddha's sound is flourishing, and the song outside the strings of the Nine Transformations Xuanhu has been scattered by the shock, and it cannot be sounded.

A soft cry from the fox demon came from outside the Zhentian Light Ball, "Stinky old man, I actually used a few spells to break my "Unprovoked Happiness", a little insightful, worthy of being the Xuanwu Xingjun who has been powerful for thousands of years, you come and listen to my "No Anger" again, and see how long your spell can last." ”

With her soft voice, the dying song of the Nine Transformations suddenly gained momentum, and under the urging of the magic sound outside the strings, it changed from a coquettish murmur to an angry sea flying waves, the wind swept the blood clouds, and the demons danced wildly in the monstrous evil waves, roaring wildly, and the entire Zen Xiang Tea House was like a lonely boat on the angry sea, which would be beaten into powder at any time.

The meditation mantra gradually weakened in the crazy magic sound, and slowly the voices of the three people could no longer be heard.

The second magic note of the Nine Transformations fansong "No Anger" was launched with all its might, Tan Xing'er's face was pale, trembling all over, and Yun Haiping was covered with cold sweat, and it fell like rain.