Chapter 491, the artistic conception in the realm
Woo!~~
The continuous whispering sound, like a peerless divine comedy, resounded throughout the Holy Land of Light.
At this moment, everyone almost forgot everything, enjoying the beautiful sound of the flute, and their hearts and souls were immersed in it.
Roar!~~
The Holy Spirit Bear began to roar, and his impatient heart gradually stabilized.
Long Yunfeng's spiritual power had already been integrated into this flute sound, and he naturally felt the changes in the Holy Spirit Bear's state of mind.
That's it! Now it's the next step!
Although the beautiful sound of the flute can appease all souls, it is only a temporary appeasement, and it cannot solve the problem in essence, so what Long Yunfeng wants to explore next is the inner world of the Holy Spirit Bear.
Couldn't help it, the long howl of the dragon cloud wind, slowly closed his eyes, and he walked slowly towards the body of the Holy Spirit Bear.
Oss was shocked and exclaimed, "Elder, that kid is unexpected..."
"It's okay!" Guangmo said lightly, staring at Long Yunfeng's arrogant back, his face full of horror.
The sound of this flute is wonderful, unheard of, and Guangmo even dares to conclude that Long Yunfeng's current happiness has already surpassed that of the great musician.
I have to admire, Long Yunfeng is really a freak, he can still maintain such elegance in his daily cultivation, this kind of realm is by no means easy to achieve.
Musicians, although they don't have any attack ability, are sometimes even more terrifying than magicians, because their mental power is extremely strong, and if the realm is too far apart, they may be controlled by musicians.
Therefore, it can only be said that Long Yunfeng's talent is even more terrifying than Guang Mo imagined. Even if it is judged, Long Yunfeng's spiritual power is afraid that he has already reached the holy realm.
Perverted!
Long Yunfeng still looked so young, at most around twenty years old, and his spiritual power had already reached the Holy Realm, which had completely broken all the records in the history of the continent.
Of course, if Guang Mo knew that Long Yunfeng's spiritual power had reached the realm of a demigod, I am afraid it would be far more terrifying.
At this time, Long Yunfeng was already approaching the huge body of the Holy Spirit Bear, and the beautiful melody and flute accompanied by friendly meanings turned into invisible waves, continuously infiltrating into the body of the Holy Spirit Bear, and then infiltrating into the inner world of the Holy Spirit Bear.
"Huh?"
Long Yunfeng frowned slightly, and his spiritual power melted into the sound of the flute, and he could naturally clearly sense the inner world of the Holy Spirit Bear.
In that world, it seems to be full of darkness, only loneliness, unwillingness, stubbornness, pain, grief and indignation······
Roar!~~
The Holy Spirit Bear let out a low roar, as if he wanted to vent all kinds of negative emotions in his body in this flute sound.
Gradually, Long Yunfeng began to feel all the emotions in the Holy Spirit Bear's heart, and the two seemed to have reached a balance. One man and one beast actually produced a wonderful feeling like a heart and a soul.
At this moment, Long Yunfeng sensed the extreme unwillingness, pain, and grief and indignation in the heart of the Holy Spirit Bear.
Suddenly, Long Yunfeng's expression twitched, and the sound of the flute blowing in his mouth began to change greatly.
Woo you!~~~
The sound of the flute suddenly became like a cry, and there seemed to be a sad and indignant voice, which was released in the sound of the flute.
The sound of this flute is so sad, bitter and sad, like a howl, as if it is venting the injustice of fate, hoping to break free from the shackles and return to freedom.
At this moment, under the mournful sound of the flute, everyone's hearts and souls seemed to be integrated into the sound of the flute and entered a wonderful artistic conception.
Then, their hearts began to have some unwillingness, some yearning for freedom, and some painful tears. All kinds of complex emotions filled their hearts, and at that moment, everyone was infected by the mournful sound of the flute.
Outside the holy land, there was a stubborn young man, hearing the mournful sound of the flute, clenching his fists with hatred, his eyes red.
Then, with tears in his eyes, he turned and left.
Outside the ruling, those who were still waving the utensils in their hands with hideous faces were infected by the sound of the flute, and they actually stopped the movements in their hands, and the guilt in their hearts was aroused.
Then they began to lay down their belongings one after another, and even fell to their knees, praying earnestly to the gods for forgiveness for their crimes.
And those who have been tortured, they seem to have forgotten the pain of **, and their hearts and souls are integrated into the wonderful sound of the flute, and in the sound of grief and indignation, they suddenly become so eager to pursue life.
Yes, they can't die! They have to keep going! They still have freedom! They have a mission to keep living!
I couldn't help it, mixed feelings, tears slipped down, and the whole world seemed to be quiet.
The mournful sound of the flute, piercing through the sky and the earth, mourning for a long time, traveled to the temple of Qifeng.
At this time, both the white-clothed monks who prayed sincerely and the loyal Templars were all infected under the sound of this flute, and their original unwavering loyalty seemed to have been shaken a little.
"Why did the voice suddenly become so desolate?" Venus looked bitter, and in the sound of the flute, even the high-ranking Pope was infected.
Since becoming the Pope, he has worked hard and finally become the supreme existence in the mortal world.
But is it really supreme?
Of course, these hardships, these helplessness, and even loneliness, only Venus, as the Pope, will understand.
Now, this flute sound is undoubtedly like a catalyst, directly stimulating the grievances of Venus as a superior in her heart.
At this time, in the empty hall, Venus was like a wronged child, and she actually covered her beautiful face with her hands and cried bitterly.
God?Pope?
So what, in the end, he is not a puppet at the mercy of man, he does not have any freedom, even if he has eternal life, even if he has the supremacy of the mortal world.
So what?
Because her heart is always empty and lonely, if she is truly happy and happy, she can't even compare to ordinary mortals. At the very least, mortals still have freedom, abundant food and clothing, relatives, lovers, and children, and these are just very ordinary things in life, but these are all things that can never be obtained as a loyal "superior".
At the end of the day, Venus is just a woman, a woman with a fragile heart.
Unexpectedly, the sound of the flute from another world was so terrible that even the Pope was infected by the mournful sound of the flute.
However, if anyone were to be in this temple and see the most majestic Pope on the high ground, he would cry like a little girl, and even if he said it, no one would dare to believe it.
But the sound of this flute is blowing more and more into people's hearts, and the more people can empathize.
At this moment, Long Yunfeng was also fully integrated into it, feeling the complex world in the heart of the Holy Spirit Bear, and a sense of grief and indignation also rose in his heart, a grief and indignation of longing for freedom.
"Trust me! Please believe me! I will help you!"
In the sound of the flute, Long Yunfeng seemed to be conveying his most sincere heart to the Holy Spirit Bear.
The spirituality of the Holy Spirit Bear was stimulated, and he became inexplicably dependent on Long Yunfeng, and his original irritable mood gradually calmed down, and his body, which was tense under the original anger, also slowly relaxed.
Couldn't help it, Long Yunfeng slowly stretched out a hand and touched it on the Holy Spirit Bear's foot and arm, caressing it as if he were a newborn baby.
And the Holy Spirit Bear seemed to be very happy, and he was well-behaved and had no sense of resistance at all.
Long Yunfeng was overjoyed, and the low sound of the flute suddenly rose up, and the original sad sound of the flute was replaced by a joyful melody, and the sound that made people feel pleasant and beautiful came back again.
This feeling, Hehe seems to have experienced a feeling of great sorrow and joy. Under this wonderful sound of the flute, the artistic conception produces a great contrast, which makes people feel like they have been reborn.
It's wonderful!
This beautiful and beautiful sound of the flute, perhaps from this moment on, has been deeply remembered in everyone's minds.
"This feeling is something that the old man has never had!" Guangmo felt a lot, and he actually closed his eyes and was fascinated by the wonderful music.
This is the real music! It is full of the flavors of life and contains all kinds of inner emotions. At this moment, it even makes people feel the urge to sing in response, so that all the dissatisfaction in their hearts can be vented to their heart's content.
For a long time, this wonderful sound lasted for a long time, and finally stopped, but the beautiful and beautiful sound still lingered in the ears, and the aftertaste was endless.
Gradually, everyone slowly woke up.
Unexpectedly, listening to the sound of the flute, it was a lot of feelings.
"This music! It's so TM that Lao Tzu is moved!" Oss actually cried so exaggerated that even his snot flowed out, and he cried so badly.
"Alright, don't cry! you've lost the face of the Holy See of Light!" Guangmo scolded.
"My lord, the little one is so touched! It's really not okay not to cry!" Oss cried out as if he were to be seen, and it was really surprising that the presiding judge of the court was so virtuous.
"Get out!~"
Guang Mo directly gasped Oss a few meters away with a kick, and the force used by this kick was not small, Oss screamed in pain, and then woke up.
"Long... Elder!" Oss looked panicked, and then he realized that he had just lost his mind.
Unexpectedly, this flute sound still has such power, it is similar to the spiritual illusion attack, it can only be said that this flute sound is really terrifying.
Immediately, when Oss looked over at Long Yunfeng, he was completely stunned.
At this time, Long Yunfeng was caressing the Holy Spirit Bear with one hand, and the Holy Spirit Bear had become very well-behaved. One man and one beast, get along like a very good friend.
"How is it possible?!!The Holy Spirit Bear has been tamed?!" Oss turned pale with shock, and rubbed his eyes to believe that what he saw was true.
"Well, it's true!" Guang Mo looked shocked, and he had to reassess Long Yunfeng's strength.
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