Chapter 445: The Holy Maiden strokes the qin, and the Dao body breaks through

Ignoring Wang Qianjun's dissatisfied clamour, Gu Dan began to eat very hard.

In all fairness, the specifications of this banquet are really good, although it is certainly not as good as the serious immortal banquet, but it is quite capable of playing among the younger generation.

The melon and fruit wine here, any one of them outside is enough to break people's heads.

The spiritual treasures that were bred in the territory of the Xia Dynasty before were not as good as any of the fruits that were placed here.

It's not that those spiritual treasures are bad, but after the level is raised, there are always better things.

The low-level monks can't ask for it, they have to fight to death for a spiritual treasure, but here they are allowed to taste it, although Gu Dan has the ability to improve the elixir, there is no shortage of ordinary spiritual treasures, but the things here are brought over across a realm, where have you seen it before?

Even if you want to cultivate, you don't have that opportunity.

With Gu Dan eating and eating, bursts of pure spiritual power continued to pour into the sea of qi, and for ordinary foundation building monks, eating a few was already unbearable to cross their knees and refining.

But with his own Dao body in his body, these small problems could not affect him at all, and the aura that poured into his body was rapidly refining at a speed that was enough to make people jaw-dropping, gradually filling the sea of qi.

On the lips, he is tasting food, but in fact, his Dao physical strength is also improving uninterruptedly, this taste is very wonderful, and people will not want to leave.

This trip is not a loss.

When the sky was getting darker, and many monks had gathered in groups to warm up their feelings, the Hehuan Holy Maiden Luo walked out slowly, and the soft voice spread all over the world.

"You have come from thousands of miles to the banquet, and you are very grateful. A little wine and spiritual fruit are just things that add color. There is still a piece of music for you to play today. ”

"Okay, good, I am fortunate to see the holy woman touching the qin, and I can also boast a few words when I meet the same door in the future."

"If the Holy Maiden of Luo informs me in advance, I am afraid that the number of people who come here today will more than double!"

"What do you mean by surprise? That's what a surprise is! If you can have the fate to hear one of the magnificent scenes of cultivating immortals, the holy woman Fuqin, even if she dies in battle in the future, she will have no regrets! ”

One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and many monks showed joy on their faces, and sighed again and again that it was not in vain.

Even Wang Qianjun was quite excited, "There is such a good thing?" ”

"What? Is it famous? ”

Seeing his reaction like this, Gu Dan asked with some curiosity.

"Please, that's enough to deserve the praise of cultivating immortals? Not only is it famous, it's just thunderous! Hehuan Sect's absolute housekeeping skills, those who hear it are all moved! ”

Wang Qianjun glanced at Gu Dan with a strange look.

No, why don't you even know this?

Even if it's a hidden world sect, it won't even be able to remember the housekeeping skills of the Hehuan Sect, right?

How can I say that the Hehuan Sect is also one of the Nine Great Immortal Sects, and it has always had a sense of existence, okay!

"In this case, it should be a deaf ear."

Gu Dan gently wiped away the remaining juice from the corners of his mouth, followed in the footsteps of the monks, and walked over together.

Luo Qingyin was already sitting in front of a stage that had been set up at some point, and there was a guqin in front of him.

It is not the five-string phoenix piano when Gu Dan passed the test, this time there are seven strings, and the color is finally the same, all of them are jade and yellow, the body looks simple and old, and there is no carved dragon and phoenix, and even some cracks can be seen, full of traces of time.

Luo Qingyin knelt quietly beside the guqin, and her beautiful face was completely calm, as if she had forgotten everything about the outside world.

Without the golden sand to cover itself, the most beautiful appearance alone is enough to make people forget to return, not to mention that the body that can be called a unique Dao Yun shrouded in the body, like a moonlight splashing, firmly attracting everyone's attention, both men and women.

Unconsciously, the surroundings gradually fell silent, many monks gathered in front of them, and the stars and moons surrounded the Holy Maiden of Hehuan, and even the sound of breathing gradually became slight.

No one spoke or talked anymore, and everyone's eyes were on Luo Qingyin.

The strings have not yet been plucked, but looking at that beautiful face and incomparable Dao Yun, many people's hearts have already moved.

The beauty of the saint is unparalleled in the world.

"Ding~"

When his mind was gradually attracted by Luo Qingyin, Luo Qingyin on the stage finally made a move.

The white and delicate jade fingers gently plucked a string, and a slightly abrupt piano sound suddenly sounded, echoing here.

The sound of the piano is crisp, like a jade bead falling on a plate.

I played and began.

With the first string being plucked, Luo Qingyin's temperament also quietly underwent some changes, especially the obvious charm, which seemed to respond with the fluctuation of the strings.

This change is extremely subtle, but how sharp is Gu Dan's divine sense? There is also a body of the Great Dao that has experienced what it means to be in harmony with the Dao, and it has a truly unparalleled advantage in this regard.

Therefore, at the moment when the change occurred, Gu Dan was already aware.

"Ding, ding, pop!"

The sound of droplets of water falling into jade and smashing into a pool began to sound one after another, very slowly, very softly, slowly and carelessly, as if to express an ordinary and visible scene.

But then, the sound of the piano became swift, as if the falling water droplets converged into a waterline, and the water waves also rose and fell, splashing thousands of ripples.

But that's just the beginning.

Unconsciously, Luo Qingyin's hands were as fast as phantoms, the strings were plucked one after another, and the sound of the piano sounded one after another like mercury.

When thousands of voices are intertwined one after another in a very short period of time, it is like the water of a great river rushing in, and no one noticed it at the beginning, the tiny water droplets condensed into shocking waves, and rushed to the face with an unstoppable attitude!

Faintly, there was really a little moist damp air around him gradually approaching, and those monks who were watching Luo Qingyin seemed to see an unstoppable torrent rushing towards this place at a speed that was enough to make people desperate!

The charm of Luo Qingyin's body is intertwined and resonates with the sound of the piano.

The indescribable feeling of suffocation also began to fill the hearts of many monks at this moment, and the cultivation of the whole body seemed to have been reduced to a piece of waste paper, which had no effect at all.

Even Gu Dan is no exception.

He subconsciously wanted to resist, but this idea had just been born, and the Dao Yun on Luo Qingyin's body seemed to be aware of it, so the feeling of suffocation was even stronger!

On the stage, Luo Qingyin also seemed to be aware of it, and gently turned his gaze and glanced at Gu Dan.

He was the first to react and resist.

This vignette did not affect Luo's light playing, and the slender and white jade fingers plucked the strings like a phantom, even if they tried to see clearly.

The water vapor became more and more intense, and some monks with keen spiritual senses had already reacted and felt the feeling of suffocation.

The sound of the piano is like waves, the waves are agitated, and the horizontal pressure comes, and there is no interruption, as if it is going to drown many monks to death.

When the feeling of suffocation became heavier and heavier, the aura in the body became heavier and heavier, and it seemed that even the aura was useless in front of the tide.

When this feeling was strong enough to a certain extent, there were already monks who wanted to resist it unbearably.

But he suddenly found that his aura could not be mobilized, as if it was completely blocked by the sound of the piano.

And with its own struggle, the sound of the piano seems to have turned into a monstrous wave beating, and there is a faint tingling feeling!

At this time, the so-called Holy Maiden Fuqin is no longer a pleasure, but a living torment.

And this kind of torment is by no means exclusive to one person, and the more you want to resist, the more intense this torment becomes.

Whether it is divine thought or aura, the sound of the piano is suppressed together, and anyone who wants to resist is like fighting directly with the Holy Maiden of Hehuan.

'It's kind of interesting. ’

Gu Dan looked at Luo Qingyin with burning eyes, and vaguely he seemed to sense a familiar feeling.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

I don't know when, in the continuous sound of the piano, there is occasionally a little dull sound, which seems to be accompanied by the muffled thunder echoing in the sky between the earth-shattering waves.

The long river flows, and the thunder sounds.

It's like the scene of the end of the world.

The feeling of extreme oppression naturally appeared in everyone's hearts, and the feeling of suffocation was almost strong to the extreme.

However, with the sound of thunder, the restraints that everyone had unconsciously carried were also lightened a lot, and many people had forgotten where they were at this time, and they also forgot that this was a grand scene of a saint stroking the qin.

When he noticed that his state was gradually restored and the shackles were lightened, he subconsciously encouraged his own aura, ran his divine thoughts, and wanted to resist the feeling of extreme suffering.

The sound is like rain, and the music is like the sky.

In the midst of extreme repression, there is the ultimate resistance.

At a certain moment, the shackles on everyone's bodies suddenly disappeared, the state that had been suppressed completely recovered, and their own aura began to obey their own commands again.

Many people already have a glow in their bodies, and they finally react when they are about to come out of their bodies.

The sound of the piano is still playing, but it is not as continuous as it was at the beginning, and the tide has not yet receded, no, not receding, but far away, like a slight sound from a far, far away.

And in the sound of the tide, there are still many drum-like music beating, which is incompatible with the sound of the tide.

Compared with the unstoppable and murderous spirit of the tide, the drum-like movement is slightly jumpy, chaotic at first, gradually orderly, and finally begins to overwhelm the sound of the tide and occupy the mainstream.

Until this time, there was no shackles on everyone's bodies, and their own aura was running on its own, and the speed was much faster than before.

The Dao Yun on Luo Qingyin's body once again makes people feel cordial and beautiful, like a spring breeze greeting, and the beating music is gradually high-spirited and intense, as if composing a new movement, which suddenly makes people full of pride.

The sound of the suffocating tide is now invisible, but the endless future is naturally full of anticipation and eager to devote itself to it.

At the same time, the sound of the piano suddenly became cheerful, as if everything before was just an illusion, and the gentle and soft light sound seemed to be played by the spring breeze, and everything flourished and flourished.

Gu Dan naturally noticed that his aura was running a little faster unconsciously, not only that, but even the divine thoughts in the sea of consciousness couldn't help but set off some waves, and his own state was washed by the sound of the qin.

The spring breeze warms up, sweeping away the aggressive posture before, like the silent spring rain sweeping the world, and there is no more torment, only enjoyment.

The sound of the piano is full of vitality.

After spring, summer is coming.

All things sprout and grow, and at this time they are strong and towering.

The sound of the piano echoed with it, like vines climbing and ancient trees pulling branches, accompanied by the rhythm of the piano sound, the spiritual energy activity in everyone's body also increased to a higher level again, and the consciousness resonated with the physical body at this time, as if experiencing an incredible baptism.

Survive the bitter cold of winter, and naturally keep a hundred flowers in full bloom.

When your own efforts accumulate to a certain extent, it is the time of harvest!

The growth of summer has come to an end, and the fruits of autumn have been bred for a long time.

The sound of the piano rises again, but it is not intense, but it is gradual, as if after a long journey, before the final destination.

Secure, proper, and deserved.

Like the rotation of the sun and the moon, like spring, summer, autumn and winter, all things in heaven and earth are in it, and all spirits are blessed by its blessing and wind and frost, and naturally dance together.

The melodious sound of the piano carries endless satisfaction and harvest, like a frost-beaten seed that has gone through everything, and finally blooms the most beautiful stamen, and everything has the best ending.

In Gu Dan's body, the aura that had already accumulated a lot was also refined, and finally completely returned to the sea of qi.

When he continued to reach a certain level, his own originally hidden excellent aura couldn't help but naturally improve.

Broke through.

Later stage of foundation building.

It has been less than ten years since the body of the Great Dao was conceived, and it has reached this level.

It can only be said that the body of the Great Dao is terrifying.

Of course, there is naturally Gu Dan who has never slackened his cultivation, and even many elixirs to help, and even the credit of Luo Qingyin Fuqin-although he didn't feel any so-called obstacles to cultivation in the first place.

The sound of the piano stopped.

Gu Dan felt that most of his qi sea had been filled, and he couldn't help but have a smile on his face.

However, when he became aware of his surroundings, he found that many eyes were watching him.

Wang Qianjun, who was closest to him, had a complicated look on his face, and he didn't even have time to praise Luo's light piano skills for becoming more and more superb, but asked: "Kong Daoyou, if I am not wrong, you are just . Breakthrough? ”

"Yes."

Gu Dan nodded lightly, it was inevitable that there would be some movement when he broke through, and he was not good at seriously resisting Luo Qingyin's shroud, so he was noticed by the outside world.

"It's not going to be a foundation, is it?"

The corners of Wang Qianjun's mouth twitched.

He understands the truth, but how does it feel like a Jindan breakthrough at all?

The momentum of Jin Dan's breakthrough should not be so restrained, just a little aura fluctuation.

"Just in the late stage of foundation building."

Gu Dan said bluntly.

"Late stage of foundation building?!"

Wang Qianjun's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Hiss~"

For a while, there were many gasping sounds around him.

It's not because it's too strong in the late stage of foundation building.

It's just a foundation, how did you get here?

Why did you overpower Wang Qianjun?

Brother, are you kidding? (End of chapter)