Sighing softly, Cheng Jun sincerely regretted it.

The cultivation of the Water Pavilion, as well as his illusion attainments, are still insufficient.

The reason why he didn't plan for these obstacles was to see if the sound of the water pavilion could draw out the memories of his previous life. The memory of that troupe, although it was also from his previous life, his body had been experienced after all, and it was only ten years ago. It's just that he was oppressed by his reborn soul and left in a corner of his memory.

The real watershed was on the day he escaped from the theater.

On that day, he finally returned with nine hundred years of memory, and that day his fate came to a fork in the road.

If that Water Pavilion's cultivation is enough, his Qin Yin Illusion has truly reached the Transformation Realm, and it should be able to penetrate his heart, clear the fog of this life, and make him fall back into the memory of his previous life. When he appeared at that time, he was not a master who played Ma Gongzi like nothing in the theater and laughed at all beings, but a miserable white boy with a face full of grief and indignation, and his heart was distorted by anger and resentment.

If that's the case, then the psychedelic magic of the sound of the piano really has a hint of threat to him.

Cheng Jun in this life, although there are occasional small misfortunes, there is no big difficulty, let alone any insurmountable knots. Even if the cause and effect of blood bonding are added, it is not enough to make him have any demons. All illusions, if applied to his memories and soul in this life, are ineffective, because he has no flaws. Illusion is not a supernatural power of heaven and earth, and it cannot be created out of nothing. The soul without flaws is beyond the power of any illusion, not to mention that Cheng Jun's soul guarding technique is already very powerful.

However, once someone breaks through the barriers of his present life and plunges him directly into the memories of his past life, then there is a real danger. All of Cheng Jun's heart knots were in yesterday's life, and in nine hundred years, although they all came over smoothly and steadily, and he also experienced many catastrophes of demons, suppressing most of the cause and effect, but he still didn't dare to say that it was nine hundred years without flaws.

The slightest flaw, when encountering a powerful illusion, will be infinitely magnified, and eventually become the anthill that breaks through his barrier and even breaks the embankment.

But Cheng Jun still hopes that the sound of the water pavilion is strong enough to break through his defense line in this life.

Because he found that his Dao heart was not without flaws.

In the past life and present life, nearly a thousand years, he has also stepped into the pinnacle and become the top Emperor of the Dao, and his mind should be accessible. But after all, he is still a person, not an immortal, and his Dao heart may not be truly clear, especially in the last battle of the Tiantai Battle, he tasted an unprecedented defeat, although he was not enchanted by this, but after all, he was obsessed with it, and these may be mental obstacles when he will nourish his soul after turning qi into essence in the future. When he cultivated, he didn't feel any shackles, but Cheng Jun still had a faint feeling, perhaps, there was still a real knot in his heart, if the knot was not completely resolved, even if he didn't attack when the spirit heaven and earth did, when he finally re-ascended to the rooftop and subdued the group cultivation, he might not be able to truly attain the Tao.

In this case, if someone can help him, break through the barriers of this life, and decompose the memories of hundreds of years of his previous life, he may be able to find his heart. It played a great role in his transcendence of his previous life and enlightenment.

Of course, Cheng Jun will not play with fire now, and the battle of the Pavilion is not a good time for him to calm down and resolve his heart calamity, he just wants to confirm and confirm whether the Water Pavilion has this ability. As long as he confirmed that he really had this attainment, he only needed to drink the boiling oil in his previous life, and he immediately used a spell to break the psychedelic and passed the water pavilion first.

As for further matters--as long as he made the Sword Pavilion of Jiuyan Mountain, wouldn't it be better to ask the Water Pavilion to help him play another song and get rid of his heart knot in a more stable way? After all, judging from what Cheng Jun saw now, the relationship between Jiuyan and Jiuge was very harmonious, and even if there were occasional contradictions, it was more of a genuine friendship with the same family, and it could be trusted more than people from outside.

It's a pity that this one's Water Pavilion doesn't have that ability.

Cheng Jun smiled bitterly, he was too anxious. Even if there is an incredible power in the Nine Wild Goose Mountain, the disciples of the Nine Wild Goose Mountain are all very human, but they are still in the foundation building period after all. With the qualifications of these disciples of Jiuyan Mountain, it has only been a few decades since they cultivated to the foundation building period, how far can they go in that mysterious and heavenly music path?

It's just that I don't know, did he use the treasure of the town pavilion?

If not, maybe he still has a chance. After all, the treasures of the nine town pavilions of Jiuyan Mountain may be the highest magic weapon that he could touch before he reached that extremely high realm.

In that case, there is no point in delaying here, so let's go up first.

Cheng Jun closed his eyes slightly, and when he opened them again, his eyes were as clear as water. The scene in front of him is still jumping, but for him, it is like a distant landscape, which looks colorful, but from a distance, it is just watching the fire from the other side, like a mirror, but dreamy. All it takes is a glimpse.

Just like the road under his feet, if he is immersed in the environment and cannot extricate himself, then it should be difficult for him to feel that he is moving forward, even if he is moving forward. And now, not only did he know that he was advancing, but he could clearly feel that there was a rugged mountain road under his feet, and he was climbing step by step, step by step, step by step, upward...... This road...... It's almost the end.

After all, it is impossible for this qin sound to break through the barrier of his two lives, so what can be reproduced is his short career of about 20 years. These careers are certainly rich and colorful, and although they have changed several stages, after all, everything is under his control, and no matter how much he digs, he can't dig anything.

Manma Temple...... Crane Feather View ...... Yunzhou ...... Daogong ...... The scene flashes again and again, either real or unreal. There are exaggerations, and there are distortions. When the fake is true, the truth is also false, and who can tell the truth from the false? After all, it is all a passing eye. All his experiences seem to have gone through a long time, but for the flashback of dreams, it is just a few moments, if he really indulges in it, then it may feel that time is years, or even decades as long, but as he walked over like this, a cup of tea has come to an end.

The scattered debris around finally fell silent. Heaven and earth seemed to dim for a moment, but then - suddenly it dawned!

All the characters were shattered together, and a blue sky suddenly spread out, making people's hearts broad-minded.

The sky is like washing, without any impurities, as lovely as clear jadeite. Such a beautiful sky is worth looking at for a long time.

In the distance, a sword-like mountain peaks stood between heaven and earth, as if splitting the blue sky in half.

Tianzhu Mountain!

Peaks, cliffs. Almost blends in with the sky.

Suddenly, a shadow appeared in the sky, like a little ink sprinkled on the blue-blue brocade, and in the blink of an eye, a trajectory like a meteor had been crossed.

The wild goose flies high - the handsome young man rides the wild goose and soars freely in the sky.

His destination was the sword-like mountain in front of him.

Cheng Jun's gaze followed the young man across the blue sky and landed on the top of the mountain. The young man was like Cheng Jun when he came, but he didn't start to climb up from the foot of the mountain, but floated up directly, passing through layers of stone steps, all the way to the top of the mountain.

Cheng Jun followed the young man's point of view, all the way up, and the mountain peak under his feet was not the magnificent and beautiful Jiuyan Mountain, but it was like a steep and sharp Tianzhu Mountain, but no matter how dangerous the mountain road was, under his feet, at the young man's feet, it was like walking on a flat river, and it could be swept over.

Finally, he reached the top, and the boy in the landscape stopped after reaching the top.

On the cliff in front of him, there was no grass, but there was a piece of bluestone lying on the ground, and there was a person playing the piano.

The fuqin man was dressed in white, wearing a jade crown on his head, his head was bowed, as if he disdained foreign objects, and concentrated on plucking the strings with his fingers.

Cheng Jun's footsteps stopped with the young man, the two of them were virtual and real, and the two figures faintly overlapped, stopping in front of the violin man.

Reading power on the mountain peak, in the original psychedelic realm, the ethereal distortion of the sound and shadow dissipated, and the wisps of clear piano sound finally passed through the illusion and reality.

He stroked a song of mountains and flowing water.

Towering mountains, flowing water. Music can flow out the endless atmosphere of mountains and rivers, making people look up to the heavens and the earth, and the mood is clear.

The ancients used to identify bosom friends with this song, and it can be known that this sound is the best way to see the surname.

The ancients did not deceive me.

Cheng Jun can feel that the sound of this piano is really very good. It's better than the one you just entertained. The rhythm is from the hand of one person, and the fuqin is not a flute at this time, but it is really refreshing to listen to.

The sound of the piano is the voice of the heart. The sound of the piano is good because the condition of the person who caress the piano is better. His fingertips revealed that atmosphere, far better than before, as if he had truly opened his mind, without carving, but seeing emotion.

Zheng - The sound of the piano stopped, and the song was finished.

As the sound of the piano stopped, the surrounding scenery faded like a tide. The mountains, the blue sky, the wild geese are hidden, and only a piece of green grass remains. The figure of the young man and Cheng Jun really coincided together, standing in the mountains, thinking leisurely.

The only thing that remains unchanged is the one who caresses the qin.

The man in white sat on a rock, the fields were full of green grass and trees, the shallow grass under the ground was just without feet, there were no charming flowers, only a guqin across his knees. The sound of the piano stopped early, but the strings still vibrated slightly, as if they were still unfinished.

Cheng Jun looked at the man with a smile, and if the person didn't make a sound, he didn't take the initiative to speak, just waiting for the person to come out of the world of the piano and meet outsiders.

After a while, the man in white raised his head, his eyebrows were as clear as a clear gem, and his temperament was as warm as a beautiful jade in the mountains. Slowly got up, bowed deeply, and said, "Water Pavilion Guanli, see the process junior brother." ”

(To be continued)