The ethereal and beautiful sound of the flute is endless, full of longing like a country sound, and like a Xiaoxiao night rain, which makes people overflow with a faint sadness for no reason, urging the heart and liver, and breaking the heart.

"This is the sound of Jiangnan Yu's flute!" Thinking that Yun Qingchen must have used the Heaven and Earth Yan Furnace to reforge the spiritual sea for him, Feng Wuyan was happy, but at the same time, his flute sound was even more sad. If the sound of the flute heard for the first time in the inn is longing, anger and hatred, then this time the sound of the flute is death. The air is dead, people are like walking corpses, and their hearts are empty as death.

At this time, Feng Wuyan couldn't realize the deep taste of this, and by the time he could experience it, he had lost everything.

"What a sad song!" Zhang Yueyao sighed.

"I heard before that Qingxuan Sect Li Feiyuan was in charge of the big disciple and integrated the Qinglian Sword Martial Arts into the Xiaoqu, it seems that this person must be him. Yu Shuzi listened to the sound of the flute and looked at Li Chenao and the others, with a trace of the same in his eyes, and he couldn't tell whether it was encouragement or helplessness.

"Let's go back and rest, the more this happens, the more we should have a normal heart. Yu Xuanzi encouraged everyone, and took Yang Ziyun and the others into the attic.

Spring is in full swing, spring flowers are blooming, and the wind dances on the stone seat in the courtyard of the Silent Autumn Pavilion, quietly listening to the sound of the flute gradually disappearing. He wanted to see Jiang Nanyu, but he was afraid to see him.

After a while, footsteps sounded outside the courtyard, and listening to their conversation, it was Liu Changchun, the deputy head of the sect, who personally led the people of the Five Elements Gate into the Spring Courtyard.

At the same time, Elder Yang Hong also came to the Silent Autumn Courtyard, invited the four leaders of the Jade Shuzi out, and rushed to Guantian Peak together.

In the evening, the Dongyue faction sent someone to bring dinner. Looking at the dinner delivered, Qiu Zihua was persistent for the first time in his life.

"Alas, the Dongyue faction is the largest faction in the east, how to greet the guests for dinner is some rice and wild vegetables, and the cold is mixed. Qiu Zihua took a bite of rice and ate it without interest.

Everyone laughed, only Elder Han Yang's eyes shone brightly, and he was happy in his heart, and a plan arose in his heart.

"Master, what are you smiling at me?" Qiu Zihua asked with an innocent face.

"No, it's nothing......" Elder Han Yang laughed and said unprecedentedly: "Eat quickly, eat quickly, the honor of my sect depends on you to fight for it, you must eat well and rest well, so that you can achieve good results." ”

"Senior brother and sister, the meal is also finished, why don't we go to Xiuren Peak for a walk, just to see this great scenery, and you can also meet the senior brothers who know other factions!" As soon as Li Hongyan's proposal was put forward, Zhang Yueyao, Qiu Zihua, Pang Hao, Xu Moshan and others all raised their hands in agreement, but Li Chenao, Liu Tianlei, and Yang Ziyun chose to go back to the room on the grounds of cultivation and comprehension.

"Xiao Yan, what about you?" Qiu Zihua looked at Feng Wuyan, and hoped that he would also go with him.

"I'm not going, the wolf demon's injury is not healed yet, I want to rest more. After saying that, Feng Wuyan also returned to one of his rooms.

Lying on the bed, Feng Wuyan remembered that he walked through the Three Realms without leaving a trace, met with God rather than with his eyes, and knew what he wanted to do, this was not a trick, it was more like a realm, and Feng Wuyan tried to understand the meaning. He closed his eyes, emptied himself, and drove his divine sense to look around, and soon everything in the entire Silent Autumn Courtyard appeared in his mind. But when he wanted to look outside the Silent Autumn Courtyard again, his divine consciousness was blocked by a wave of spiritual power, and he quickly retreated, and at the same time, everything in his mind disappeared.

"The area around the Silent Autumn Temple has been set up by someone!" "The Wind Dance Pheasant God was tired, and his body was indescribably uncomfortable.

At the same time, the faint sound of the flute sounded again, just like the night they first met, his flute sound was like a mother soothing a restless baby, wisps, like a mountain wind, a spring between the stones, moistening his body and consciousness.

"Jiang Nanyu's cultivation is better than before. After a few moments, the wind dancer was refreshed and let out a heartfelt admiration. He came out of the Silent Autumn Courtyard, but saw that in the moonlight, a blue shirt, with a single shadow, stood on the edge of the carved fence and the edge of the banyan pear tree.

"Congratulations to Brother Jiang for taking his cultivation to the next level!" Feng Wuyan said happily: "Yun Qingchen is really a character, he didn't break his promise." Feng Wu looked at Jiang Nanyu, completely unable to see through his spiritual sea land, only feeling that the spiritual power around him fluctuated, like a raging flame.

"There are four lofts for hospitality in Xiurenfeng, and in the name of spring, summer, autumn and winter, in order to prevent anyone from eavesdropping on the secrets of his faction, each building has been set up with a boundary. If the divine consciousness forcibly breaks through, I am afraid that it will set itself on fire. Jiang Nanyu said as he looked at the wind dancer, and there was no imaginary sadness on his face.

"Brother Jiang, ...... you" In the night, Feng Wuyan saw his eyes, as if two flames were flickering.

"Brother Feng is still worried about me?" Jiang Nanyu laughed, "The Heaven and Earth Furnace is ranked among the eight grades of the twenty-four great artifacts of ancient and modern times, and it is my luck to have this artifact to reforge the spiritual sea for me." ”

"That's really congratulations to Brother Jiang. "Feng Wuyan doesn't know why, he always feels that the Jiangnan Yu he knows is not like this. The two looked at each other against the railing, and after a while, the sound of fighting and arguing came from afar.

"Yo, the dignified Qingping Lake Cuiwei Peak Xiaoliuyun Sect is really a sect in the human world, not only is it famous in the human world, but even this cultivation can only be called the king and hegemony in the world, once it enters the cultivation realm, it is just a clown who jumps off the beam. ”

"Yes, yes, I really don't understand, our dignified number one sect in the Eastern Realm would actually argue with such a sect, this has spread out, and it won't make the Peak Sect laugh off its big teeth?"

"To deal with their group of people, we don't need Senior Brother Dongfang to come out at all, we can beat them down!"

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The sound of laughter one after another, accompanied by the sound of swords and the hunting of the palm wind, after a while, a painful groan was heard.

"I heard that the peak sect of the Xiaoliuyun Sect has also set up four gardens, and the Hengtian Sword Style is the peerless of the first garden, it seems that it is not more than Er'er!" The disdainful words carried an extremely insulting tone.

Feng Wuyan and Jiang Nanyu rushed over in the same way, only to see a group of people gathered around the martial arts field, with white-clothed Dongyue Sect disciples, there were Wuxing Sect disciples wearing yellow shirts, and there were Qingxuan Sect disciples who were dressed the same as Jiang Nanyu.

In the circle they formed, Pang Hao had been injured, his wind suit was torn, there were faint palm prints on his chest, and the sword in his hand was also folded at both ends. The person who fought against him was a man in white, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and his chest muscles were particularly strong.

Qiu Zihua and his party were also surrounded in the center, and everyone looked at them with ridicule at this moment.

"It is the master of the Wanyue Dynasty Sect, looking at this person's grade is only thirty, and his cultivation has reached the Gathering Spirit Realm, and he can split the iron sword with one hand, which is indeed not simple. ”

"How can this be reasonable!" the wind dancer roared, and was about to strike.

"Hey, Brother Feng!" Jiang Nanyu's purple gold flute blocked in front of him, "The master here is here, he will naturally give you justice, if you go, I'm afraid that things will get bigger and bigger."

"Senior Brother Wuwu, you are bullying people again!" An angry shout landed from Guantian Peak, and then the white clothes were dustless, as if they had fallen from the Moon Palace.