"It seems that if you don't experience a battle to the death, you won't be able to break through after all...... Perhaps, it's time to work refining the body..."Shaking his head and suppressing the irritability in his heart, Di Shuye got up and got out of bed, the charcoal brazier on the ground had long been extinguished, and the water in the teapot on the table had also formed ice cubes, Di Shuye was about to walk over and pull the thin line on the side of the door, calling Xiao Er to send some hot water, but he heard the cry of a child downstairs, accompanied by the scolding of adults, breaking the cleanliness of the morning.

Walking to the window and pushing open the window, Di Shuye looked down, only to see a middle-aged man on the street holding a bald broom in his hand, bluffing after a small child in front of him, the child was holding sloppy cotton pants in one hand, half of his snow-white tender buttocks were exposed, touching tears with one hand, looking back while running, crying to himself.

"Rabbit cub, I'll let you wet the bed again, see if I don't kill you!" The middle-aged man stopped, but he shouted and scolded with a straight face, but where was the angry look in his eyes?

Seeing this, the woman who got up early on the side of the road giggled and said, "Ah Fu is wetting the bed again?"

The middle-aged man said: "Hey, you said that this kid is at home, and he called him to get up and pee several times at night, but he still wets the bed......"

Slowly closing the window, listening to the muttering of the middle-aged father on the street, Di Shuye suddenly missed his father-in-law a little, and when he thought of his father-in-law, Di Shuye's heart moved, and he flashed into the void pot space.

There are three layers of virtual pot space, the first layer of virtual pot space, the second layer of Sumeru space, and the third layer of mustard seed space. The void pot space is the largest, with a total of one thousand and eight Sumeru spaces, each of which is the size of the entire Qin Sect, and there is only one mustard seed space in each Sumeru space. The mustard seed space is only the size of Qinzong Guqin Peak, at best, the radius is less than five miles, Di Shuye found that after controlling the void pot space, there is still a courtyard in each mustard seed space, and at this moment, a mustard seed space is not at all like a small courtyard in other mustard seed space, and the only building in this mustard seed space is an attic.

This is a place that Di Shuye deliberately rebuilt, and this is also a wonderful place that Di Shuye discovered some time ago. The void pot space can change with the change of one's mind. For example, this slag-dropping attic with the appearance of dirt was rebuilt by Di Shuye's heart.

Rebuilding such an attic, Di Shuye is specially used to act as his own space ring, such a large virtual pot space. If there is no designated storage location. I'm afraid that his future things will be spilled all over the void pot space. Although he knew where things were in his thoughts, he still felt neat and beautiful with a little bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder, although he ...... Nobody is watching!

The attic has three floors. There is only one exit on each floor, an almost completely enclosed attic, in the first floor, a large pile of gold obtained from Elder Xiang a few days ago is neatly piled up in a corner, on top of the gold, there are three gold cards, and on the gold card is stacked with a piano score, which is the "Funeral Requiem" found by Di Shuye in the secret room under his small courtyard.

The figure flickered. Di Shuye appeared on the edge of the gold, looked at the scroll of "Funeral Requiem" intently, sighed for a long time, and raised his hand to take it.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, Di Shuye spread out the score and put it on his lap, looking at the familiar handwriting, he couldn't help but whisper to himself: "Father-in-law, where are you?"

After staying for a moment, the gloom in Di Shuye's eyes slowly faded, and then a wave of determination and perseverance poured out: "No matter where you are. I'll definitely find you!"

"I gave up wandering and took root, only for your people, mistakenly thought that this would be us, the prophecy was inaccurate...", singing the song "Funeral Requiem" softly according to the tune, a rich sad atmosphere filled the entire attic like a substance.

"Just because I heard that you were in the lonely city of Mobei, I cried all the way, and my life in the chaotic arrow was like a broken lamp in the wind, and I was scarred... The chanting stopped abruptly, Di Shuye's pupils shrank, and Mobei Lonely City vaguely had this term in his mind, which should have survived from the memory of the fire phoenix.

"The lonely city of Mobei... Maybe it has something to do with my father-in-law, in the chaos of arrows... This seems to be on the battlefield, but there has been no war in these years?" After pondering for a while, Di Shuye suddenly sounded the song "Mountain Slope Goat" that his father-in-law often sang when he was young, and he had also thought about this problem when he played "Mountain Slope Goat" in the valley under the Xiao Peak of Qinzong Dong.

"War?" Di Shuye frowned, but he couldn't think of a reason, pulled his hair, and said secretly: "That's it, ignore these for now, maybe you can feel the artistic conception of this song more deeply." ”

As soon as his mind moved, the demon erhu had already appeared in his hand, tightened the strings, and was about to try the next tone, Di Shuye was suddenly stunned, "No, I'm obviously in the virtual pot space of the demon erhu now, why can I still summon the demon erhu?"

This phenomenon that violates common sense makes Di Shuye puzzled for a while, and after thinking about it for a long time, he can't cut it clearly, and the reason is messy, what he urgently needs at present is to improve his strength, and these secrets that can't be solved have to be put into the third layer of the Void Pot Mansion that even his own master doesn't know.

"Crunch" The bamboo bow trembled lightly, Di Shuye tried the audition, and tightened the strings again, this "Funeral Requiem" is quite high, and the tighter the strings, the better.

After repeated debugging four or five times, he nodded with satisfaction, pressed the strings with his left hand, and trembled with his right hand, and "Funeral Requiem" was played on the magic erhu for the first time.

"I gave up wandering..."At first, the rhythm was low and bright, Di Shuye didn't feel anything, but when the section "Love is too deep, the soul is broken...", Di Shuye's expression changed suddenly.

As soon as the words "love is too deep" came out, Di Shuye's face suddenly turned pale, and then the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and he threw away the demon erhu casually, Di Shuye put his hands on his stomach and fell into cultivation.

Di Shuye had to pause the playing, because just now, the sound of the piano increased suddenly, and with the sudden increase of the sound of the piano, the sea of consciousness in Di Shuye's mind also set off a stormy wave, as if a tsunami was coming, and the entire sea of consciousness instantly rioted, fortunately, Di Shuye reacted very quickly, if it was a few points slower, I am afraid that the entire sea of consciousness would collapse.

But in this short snap of his fingers, Di Shuye felt that his whole body was prostrated and weak, and he obviously felt that the cultivation power of his whole body was flowing mightily, but he couldn't call for it at all, it was from the exhaustion of his heart. Mental malaise, not in the slightest connection with the flesh.

After a long time, Di Shuye woke up from his cultivation, and in just a snap of his fingers, about half of the soul power he was proud of was forcibly consumed.

"How can this "Funeral Requiem" be like this? The consumption of spiritual power is so terrifying, why is it?" his palms trembled a little as he picked up the score, and Di Shuye muttered to himself.

didn't answer, all this still had to be figured out by himself, and suddenly, Di Shuye thought of a possibility. It's so terrifying to spend mental energy. What if it is used against the enemy? Will it also have such a perverted ability?

"It's a pity that no one gave me experiments. Looking at the usual music score in his hand, Di Shuye fell into deep thought, suddenly jumped up, and said happily: "That's right." Grandpa Water is so tough. Even the nine-star saint he didn't seem to pay attention to. Wouldn't it be the best person to experiment with the effect of this "Funeral Requiem" against the enemy?"

With a wicked laugh, his mind moved, and in the next second, he was already in the Void Pot Mansion. Tianpai Shui has already gotten up. Sitting in the Wind Pavilion and staring blankly at the lake, Di Shu didn't even notice it when he reached him at night.

"Grandpa Shui, what are you doing?"

"Hey, why are you running here in time?" Di Shuye spoke, and Tianpai Shui woke up in shock, looking at Di Shuye who suddenly appeared, and asked softly.

"Grandpa Shui, are you okay?" Seeing that the soul of the sky shooting water looked a little lonely, Di Shuye asked hurriedly.

"Stupid, what can Grandpa Shui do? What are you looking for me?" Tian Pai Shui scolded with a smile and asked.

Di Shuye breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly his wrist flipped, and the demon erhu was already in his hand.

"I want Grandpa Shui to identify a tune!" Di Shuye's face was straight, the demon erhu was held on his waist, and the bamboo bow in his right hand trembled, "Grandpa Shui, be careful!"

"Love is too deep, the soul is broken..."Di Shuye omitted the low-key and soft part in the front of "Funeral Requiem", and directly played the climax part, while his eyes were firmly fixed on the sky and water, once there was something wrong, he would stop immediately, after all, he didn't know how powerful the climax of "Funeral Requiem" was.

The moment the sound of the piano spread out, the originally smiling Tianpao Shui's expression changed suddenly, and his whole body trembled slightly, and then returned to normal.

The climax of "Funeral Requiem" really lasted tightly, and in less than a few breaths, Di Shuye's mental power was almost exhausted.

With a sound of "dang chang", the demon erhu fell to the ground, and the sky slapped the water's calm expression, so that Di Shuye's body, which was already weak due to the exhaustion of mental power, could no longer hold on, and sat softly on the ground.

"You can only hurt yourself, you can't hurt the enemy, alas..."Sighing slightly, Di Shuye looked at the sky with difficulty, but saw that the sky was slapping the water's brows sometimes wrinkled, sometimes raised, and the expressions on his face were also colorful, sometimes puzzled, sometimes delighted and sometimes admired, and after a long time, he woke up from self-absorption.

"Xiaoye, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Di Shuye who was paralyzed on the ground and pale, he was taken aback, his feet shook, and he floated over and squatted down to check, "Huh, it turns out that my mental power is exhausted, scare me!"

Seeing that Di Shu was fine, Tian Pao Shui's face turned pale, and he glared at Di Shuye, until the latter's eyes were full of doubts, and then he snorted: "You murdered me?"

"If I can kill it, I can still feel a little comforted, sure enough, the greater the hope, the greater the disappointment..."Di Shuye muttered that he thought it would have at least some effect, but the clinker slapped the water like he was nothing, which made him quite devastated.

"Hahaha..."Tianpai Shui laughed heartily, laughing Di Shuye inexplicably for a while, after a while, Tianpai Shui looked upright, squinted at Di Shuye, and a proud air came out: "Xiao Ye, if you, a little guy who only has the peak of Wenqu Xing, can also hurt Grandpa Shui, then I might as well explode my soul completely by blowing up my soul." ”

"Huh?" Di Shuye's heart moved, yes, Grandpa Shui can kill Xiang Nanfei, a two-star saint with one move, how strong his true strength is can be imagined, he saw that "Funeral Requiem" was extremely depleted in his spiritual power at the beginning, so he preconceived that the effect on the enemy must not be weak, but he ignored the strength of Tianpai Shui.

It's like a kid challenging an adult with a wooden spear in his hand that he thinks is indestructible, and the results speak for themselves.

In a word, it is the dragonfly that shakes the pillar, and the mantis arm blocks the car.

This truth is actually very simple, it's just that Di Shuye didn't realize the gap between the two sides at the beginning, and when he thought about it at this time, he suddenly realized.

"I forgot about this stubble..."Scratching his head, Di Shuye smiled, and then looked at the sky with an expectant face: "Grandpa Shui, how about this song "Funeral Requiem"?"

"Strong, very strong!" said Tian Pai Shui Zhengse, "At first listen, even I felt my soul tremble, just now I carefully recalled it, this "Funeral Requiem" seems to be specifically for the soul of people, once used, it has the power of soul dementoring. ”

"Specifically for the soul?" Di Shuye felt a pang in his heart, so far, his own piano sound can only have an effect on the soul, any music, once Di Shuye uses the cultivation power of the sea of consciousness and spiritual power to integrate, it can have an effect on the soul of the enemy, and at present, "Killing Heart" is the most. But when it comes to 'spirit', I don't know anything.

"Soul?" Di Shuye couldn't help but think of what Tian Pai Shui said a few years ago... (To be continued......)