Hurrying among the gorgeous white flowers in this mountain, the mournful flute sound is endless, Lin Feng's consciousness is safe and sound, no matter how strange this artistic conception is, he still walks forward with firm steps.

Jin Yupeng and Fenglu King also seized this opportunity and carefully felt all this.

If it weren't for Lin Feng protecting their hearts and divine consciousness with the pure life energy of the Nine Heavens Galaxy Diagram, they would not have been able to stay awake all the time.

From time to time, some demon phantoms burst out of the ground, attacking with teeth and claws.

From the beginning, Lin Feng found that this was just some distracting demon phantoms, and there was no substantive attack.

If you ignore them, you will fall into an illusion, and there is only one way, and that is to ignore them completely.

The teammates believed Lin Feng's words very much, so they didn't attack these demon phantoms, they quietly watched them flicker by their side, letting out a terrible scream.

The flutes sound so tactful, and the many flutes don't seem noisy. Among them, there are some mysteries that are secretly in line with the stars in the night sky.

Lin Feng hadn't performed his piano sound stunt for a long time, and suddenly his heart moved, feeling that this was a good opportunity, why not practice his piano sound stunt?

So, Lin Feng turned over and took out the Xing Muqin that he had brought from the Zichen Land from the storage bag.

He transmitted his voice with his divine sense, signaling Mu Yong to take Jin Yupeng and the Wind Deer King to continue to climb this peak, and he had been taking care of his two teammates before, and it was time to let go of his hands and let them learn to face difficult situations.

And he meditated cross-legged on a flat ground halfway up the mountainside, placing the simple and elegant Xing Muqin on his knees.

This piano is dark blue, and the seven strings glow with a faint silver light, which is simple and light.

Lin Feng gently plucked the strings with both hands, and then a clear sound like mountains and flowing water escaped.

A single note, although it seems very thin. But it was not drowned out by the sound of many flutes, and it was clearly audible, which made Mu Yong and them quite surprised, they didn't expect Lin Feng's attainment in the way of music and rhythm to be so high.

This is just like on the turbulent sea, a flat boat rides the wind and waves, no matter how big the waves are. The flat boat carries a sinking load and floats, but it will not capsize.

Lin Feng didn't think about anything else in his heart at the moment, only thinking about the many changes in the rhythm, and deducing all the tunes into the fingertip strings.

The constant sound of the piano around is very good, but it is too sad and heartbreaking to hear.

Lin Feng thinks that good rhythm. It should be sad but not sad, and that faint sorrow is also the most beautiful nostalgia.

Half an hour later, the teammates had already arrived at the peak and waited patiently.

At this moment, the sound of the piano and the flute formed an invisible energy, and in every corner around this mountain peak, a violent collision was taking place.

The white petals were blasted away by the diffused energy, spreading through the void. It's so poignant and spectacular.

"Flowers and flowers are flying all over the sky, and there is no one to pity the red incense...... Once the spring is full of red and old. I don't know if the flowers fall and people die. ”

The extremely sad song suddenly sounded, Lin Feng used to be in the broken fairy land near Zichen Star, and he had heard the predecessor of Hua Rongying sing this song, called Funeral Flower. This song is performed in the way of rhythm, with a strong air of destruction and an indomitable fighting spirit that is extremely sad.

"Paddle a flat boat. Let me go. Freely, far away, heaven and earth compete with me for freedom. Drinking a glass of wine, it is difficult to find love in the world......" Lin Feng suddenly became arrogant, so he made a word and song, and played Xing Muqin at the same time. While singing loudly.

The final duel between these two completely different styles of rhythm began, and then the sound of explosions rang out one after another, and the whole mountain seemed to collapse.

After all, it was Lin Feng who won, even if his way of music and rhythm had not been used for a long time, but it had reached an extremely high level.

Then Mu Yong and the others clearly saw that on this peak, a total of twenty-four white jade statues appeared out of thin air.

They were all white-clothed men with piccolos, and then the white jade statues shattered one after another, and in each statue, there was originally a monk's spirit sealed.

These are women as cold as the fairies of Guanghan, and they fly over elegantly.

Lin Feng immediately put away Xing Muqin and summoned the twelve Heavenly Luo Xuanyu Tablets to levitate around him, waiting for him.

"Childe Hugh wants to misunderstand, we are not here to continue fighting, we have been completely defeated. A woman at the head said.

"I have long found out the location of the white jade statue, but I didn't destroy it, which is already considered benevolent. Lin Feng said indifferently.

"We are the souls of the Quling Clan monks who have been sealed here, and the power of the curse makes us have to do our best to hold this formation. However, Childe, you will defeat the sound of our flute with the sound of the guqin, and the seal will be resolved. We have to thank Gongzi for saving us!" she said.

"Well, go back to where you came from, and do what you have to do. We're going to keep going!" Lin Feng said disapprerovingly.

Then these twenty-four Quling clan cultivator souls who were also good at the way of music and rhythm were willing to follow Lin Feng. However, Lin Feng felt that their melody style was too sad, different from his own style, and he was reluctant to lead.

They are very persistent in saying that they will correct their style in the future, and they will become sad but not sad.

If it was in a large-scale battle, with the way of music and rhythm as a formation, the power would not be bad, and Lin Feng would collect the souls of these Quling Clan monks into the enchantment space of the Xuanling Bead.

At this time, the mountain peak became clear and clear, and the petals of the white flowers, like a drizzle, were no longer so mournful, but a faint melancholy atmosphere.

"It's a pity that the way of rhythm is only one type of attack, and there is no predecessor who has made a clear hierarchy of its power. I believe that in such a vast immortal realm, there are definitely monks who are much more powerful than me who are good at the way of music and rhythm, and I hope to meet them as soon as possible, so that I can improve myself. Lin Feng said in his heart.

Then, Lin Feng quickly came to the peak, where there was a rich fragrance of lotus flowers, and at a glance, he could see more than 100 reincarnation immortal lotuses.

"Brother Lin, your piano sound is really amazing. We've just sweated a handful, ready to come to the rescue when you can't resist. It seems that our worries are unfounded!" said the Giant Bone Warrior.

"Of course, it's not superfluous, thank you very much for your concern. By the way, why don't you collect the Reincarnation Immortal Lotus?" Lin Feng asked.

"Master, you haven't come, how can we get this treasure with our hands. The Wind Deer King laughed.

Lin Feng was silent for a moment, and said, "Each of us will take ten reincarnation immortal lotuses, and in addition, I will collect five more strains and let them cultivate in that cave-type immortal treasure to see if we can derive more reincarnation immortal lotuses." (To be continued......)