Chapter 941: Staring at Them
Ye Dye Yin was a little speechless, what she said was powerful, it was a powerful swordsmanship.
But......
Ye Ranyin turned his head sideways and looked at Ye Yihan, Jian Shaoshang, Ye Yun, and others.
Jian Shaoshang seemed to know what she meant, and shook his head at her.
The sound of the night dye is clear, it seems that he comprehended it too quickly, and the sword recognized the master too quickly, so that the sword Shaoshang and the others had no chance to comprehend.
Ye Ranyin laughed, shook his head helplessly, and then his hands flashed, and the artifact Guqin White Dragon Yin appeared out of thin air.
At this time, many eyes were focused on her, and they were very puzzled when they saw this.
What is she going to do?
Only Shen Canglang's eyes lit up suddenly.
Some of them are not good at swordsmanship, but Night Dye is too versatile, and sometimes she will help them when they comprehend, so that they can even comprehend what they are not good at.
So, in fact, they are also omnipotent, but because of the existence of night dyeing sounds, they are not so conspicuous.
And now, it's clear that Night Dye is going to help them with piano music again.
Shen Canglang, Ye Yilan, and Ye Yiche, who didn't plan to comprehend swordsmanship, saw this, and they all obediently stood behind Ye Ranyin and began to try to comprehend the sword intent.
Li Fubai didn't quite understand what was about to happen, but when he saw that the people around Ye Ranyin were doing this, he couldn't help but follow.
Night Dye Yin sat cross-legged, the artifact White Dragon Yin floated in the air, under the gaze of everyone, Ye Dye phoneme hand fluctuated the strings, and the sound of the Ling Ling Qin came out of it.
The sound of the piano was obviously very beautiful, but when everyone listened to it, it was as if they were seeing a picture.
On the picture scroll, someone dances the sword with the wind, and the swordsmanship is superb, which makes people addicted to watching.
At this moment, many people don't know whether they are addicted to piano music or swordsmanship.
And Jian Shaoshang, Shen Canglang, Lichen and others are very skilled in following the sound of the night dyeing sound and began to comprehend the artistic conception.
It was the first time Ye Yihan had faced this kind of scene.
But.
He had heard a few younger brothers say before that Ye Dye Yin could help people practice with music and music, and now that he saw the appearance of Jian Shaoshang and others, he had a general understanding in his heart, and he began to follow the guidance of Ye Dyeyin's qin sound and began to cultivate.
The night dyeing sound moves skillfully, plucking the strings freely, and exuding an indescribable quiet atmosphere around the body, which makes people look at it, and their hearts can't help but calm down.
"Who is she?"
At this time, another group of people stepped into the old palace.
The appearance of that group of people looks extremely ordinary and ordinary, as if they are thrown into the crowd and make people forget in a blink of an eye.
Their aura is also unremarkable, like passers-by.
But the person standing vaguely in front of him, as soon as he opened his mouth, there was an extraordinary aura that flowed out, which was extremely incommensurate with his ordinary, ordinary face.
Someone beside him looked in the direction he was looking at, looked over, and saw Ye Dye Yin who was playing the piano, and said: "It is a loose cultivator, it is said that the surname is Ye, the specific name is unknown, in addition, all the scattered cultivators around her are martial ancestors, according to speculation, she may also be a martial ancestor." ”
The young man who spoke his gaze fell on Ye Ran Yin and said, "If she is really a martial ancestor." ”
His voice paused: "It must not be an ordinary Martial Ancestor. ”
"Huh?"
The people around him wondered.
The man shook his head, and his gaze swept over the sword young merchants who were filled with the aura of swordsmanship: "It's really interesting." ”
On the path of flames, those famous top figures are not so brilliant and dazzling, but even more extraordinary, but some obscure loose cultivation.
"Stare at them." The man muttered briefly, "Let's see what they will do, and have a chance to find out where they come from, and see if we can recruit them." ”
"Yes."
After the conversation, they did not stop and continued to move on.
After all, the swordsmanship there has already been acquired, and it is just a waste of time for them to go there.
This way.
As soon as the night dye sounded, he stopped.
"How?"
She asked a few people.
Several people nodded.
"Okay."
With a wave of his hand, Ye Dye Yin put the nine artifact swords into the space ring.
"Let's go somewhere else."
At this time, the others had just walked out of the artistic conception of the qin song.
They also felt some of the will of the Great Dao from it, but they understood it a little late, and when Night Dye Yin finished playing the tune, they did not fully comprehend the previous sword path like Jian Shaoshang and them, but they also benefited a lot, and they couldn't help but look at the backs of Ye Dye Yin and several people with gratitude and amazement.
"The few people around King Li Xiaojun are really outstanding."
With them there, it seems that even the brilliance of King Li Xiaojun has been overshadowed.
Some people followed after a brief hesitation, while others stayed where they were, carefully digesting their previous feelings.
Night Dye Yin felt the followers of others, and as soon as her heart moved, Feng'er appeared in front of everyone.
A strange bird with golden eyes flew down from the sky with a long roar.
No one knew how it appeared, but after it reached the eyes of everyone, its body suddenly became larger, and it was extremely magnificent, and the golden-winged Dapeng bird with a golden luster appeared in front of everyone.
"This ...... Yours? Li Fubai asked Shen Canglang.
"It's not." Shen Canglang said: "However, the Golden-Winged Dapeng clan has a spatial talent, and with it, we are faster." ”
"Okay." Li Fubai was extremely excited, and flew directly to Feng'er.
The wind shook its wings, and endured it to not lift him off.
Everyone stood on the back of the golden-winged roc bird.
The golden-winged roc bird let out a long cry into the void, and then flew up, its body like a golden light, passing through space inch by inch, but in the blink of an eye, it disappeared.
The people who followed them naturally couldn't catch up with such a speed, so they could only watch the Dapeng bird gradually disappear from view, and sighed helplessly, they couldn't even compare to a monster mount, miserable, really miserable.