Meng Juntong's mind flashed with inspiration. Isn't this the source of the little song that Liu Baicong played before?

That's right, this is it, in the depths of Meng Juntong's mind, the shallow memory of reading the soul was finally awakened at this time. She heard the tune at this point in the soul reading.

It turned out that this piece was the first piece that Furong played to Yang Chengwu, no wonder it would have such a big impact on Yang Chengwu, even in the previous state of fighting and red eyes, he could also be awakened by this song.

Suddenly, Meng Juntong felt that something was wrong with the situation around him, as if the environment had suddenly lost his voice.

Her eyes lit up, and she knew that Liu Baicong was deliberately trying to weaken the auditory perception of the people in the dream.

Flaws, finally revealing flaws! The corners of Meng Juntong's mouth raised slightly, this song is a flaw.

Yang Chengwu, a strong iron man who has been fighting horses all his life, from the outside to the inside, from the skin to the heart, is as hard as iron everywhere, and is invulnerable. But this song is an important key to open his heart.

This key helped Liu Baicong wake up Yang Chengwu in the crazy dream from the iron-blooded battlefield, and it can also be used by Meng Juntong at this moment to open Yang Chengwu's double dream.

But Meng Juntong still has a question that he hasn't figured out, that is, why this piece is obviously of so great significance to Yang Chengwu, but when he reads the soul, why is it buried so deeply.

For example, the battle in the Longxi Plain can almost be remembered by Yang Chengwu in a dream every night, but even this is difficult to beat the awakening of this song.

If you have to explain, Meng Juntong has an answer, that is, Yang Chengwu deliberately forgot this song, then another question arises, why did he do it.

Liu Baicong used dream skills to dilute the sound sense in the dream, wanting to make the plot of this performance smoothly transition over.

Of course, Meng Juntong will not let this go, he used to copy Yang Chengwu's memory, of course, there will be no flaws, and now that Liu Baicong has begun to operate, then flaws will appear.

The nine-string phoenix tail piano has quietly appeared under Meng Juntong's palm, this piano is obviously a mysterious and mysterious fairy secret technique, earlier in the last dream, Meng Juntong smashed a fight with his own hands, but the one in front of him is exactly the same, and he knows that it is the same one at a glance.

The same tune can be played on the flute and, of course, on the piano. Meng Juntong has been learning the piano with the Yunzhu Holy Maiden since he was a child, and his attainments in music and rhythm may not necessarily be worse than Liu Baicong.

Furong had already begun to play the bamboo flute at this moment, and Yang Chengwu sat on the stone bench at the entrance of the small temple pavilion with his eyes slightly closed, listening quietly.

Meng Juntong did not delay, stroked the piano and played, and for a while the sound waves rippled around like ripples.

The figure flickered in the void, and Liu Baicong stood in the clouds, a jade flute in his hand turned lightly.

Meng Juntong raised his head and glanced at him, the corner of his eye was lightly raised, and he lost a provocative gaze.

Liu Baicong smiled, he could see that Meng Juntong wanted to break his dream sound barrier with Xianle, the sound of the piano played by Meng Juntong could not be heard by either Furong or Yang Chengwu, but when her music was in the same frequency and in the same tune as the music played by Furong, Xianle could break the sound barrier set by Liu Baicong, so that Yang Chengwu could completely hear the music played by Furong, and even Meng Juntong's Xianle could make Furong's music more spiritual.

If there is a sound barrier method, there is naturally a way to break the sound barrier, so if there is a sound barrier breaking technique, there will naturally be no lack of skills to interfere with the sound barrier.

Liu Baicong didn't need to really win against Meng Juntong, he just needed to buy some more time to fight until the incense in the golden tripod burned out and the dream fighting ceremony was over.

The jade flute sounded, and the clear flute sound poured down from the heights, turning into a misty light state and penetrating aggressively towards Meng Juntong's sonic ripples.

If there is an ensemble with a tacit understanding, the effect is much better than that of a soloist, but if it is mixed with the sound waves that are hedged with the rhythm of the sound everywhere, it will be very bad, and the tune of the playing side may be completely deviated until the tune is completely destroyed.

Meng Juntong condensed his mind, restrained his body and mind, and devoted all his mental power to performance.

However, the confrontation between Meng Juntong and Liu Baicong had just begun, and visions began to appear in the entire dream.

The two of them stopped together, and the current situation was something neither of them expected.

Liu Bai was smart and had a sound barrier, but Furong's song was not affected at all, and with the sound of the flute, Yang Chengwu's entire dream was trembling, but the strange thing was that Yang Chengwu's dream state did not become shallower due to abnormal changes, or there were signs of frightening dreams. Looking at him, it seems that he can't feel the shaking of the earth at all.

"Liu Baicong, what are you doing!" Meng Juntong suddenly raised his head and shouted at Liu Baicong.

Liu Baicong looked at Meng Juntong with a stunned expression, and he thought that Meng Juntong had used some unknown means.

Hibiscus's tune is still playing, gentle, melodious, and very comfortable to listen to.

But Meng Juntong and Liu Baicong seemed to be in a large cradle, and they were shaken left and right, and the amplitude was getting bigger and bigger, Liu Baicong had fallen from the clouds to the ground and stood beside Meng Juntong.

The mutation did not only happen in Yang Chengwu's dream, the Ming Soul Ancient Lantern in Liu Baicong's hand at the moment bloomed with a brilliant brilliance that was difficult to look at directly, even when the priest of Luo Shu looked here, he couldn't help but squint his eyes.

Thousands of rays of light suddenly flew out of the void, rushing towards the Ming Soul Ancient Lamp.

Priest Vena raised his hand slightly to stop it, but after hesitating for a while, he put his hand down again.

The three families who watched the ceremony looked at each other.

When it comes to weaving dreams, they are all first-class masters, and they are all powerful people who are in charge of a dream. In the past years, I don't know how many times I have dreamed of bright souls. But I've never seen Dream Weaving cause such a big movement.

Several heads of the family gathered together and exchanged ears, and after discussing for a while, they did not come to any conclusion. In the end, seeing that the Vena High Priest didn't react, he didn't say anything more, after all, here, the Vena High Priest was the real authority figure.

In addition to the Dream Weaving Platform, there is also a vision in another place, that is, the Shaohua Pavilion where the Yunzhu Holy Maiden is located.

According to the rules of Shaohua City, if it is not a big sacrifice, the holy woman cannot leave Shaohua Pavilion, it is said that there is a treasure of the origin of the dream of the Seven Realms, and it must be guarded by the holy woman who cannot leave the Shaohua Pavilion.

And with the thousands of light silks on the dream weaving platform flashing in the void, the Yunzhu Holy Maiden who had been practicing with her eyes closed in the Shaohua Pavilion suddenly opened her eyes, and there was a row of wordless jade tablets beside her, and at this moment, one of them was actually glowing with a faint nine-colored glass light, and the brilliance gradually receded, and two ancient seal small characters 'Hibiscus' appeared on the tablet.