Zila~" There was a dense sound, and the sound wave like a cannonball broke through more than a dozen defenses and was trapped in it, and finally dissipated directly, as if it had never appeared!

And as this sound wave disappeared, Liangchen's face turned pale, his fingers rotated, and the law in his mouth changed again.

As soon as the golden pearl of Zhihai was bright and dark, the entire Zhihai echoed with a little spiritual light.

Thousands of spiritual lights are thrown into the golden beads like thousands of birds and phoenixes, and the golden beads become brighter and brighter, and finally it seems that a small golden crow exudes dazzling brilliance!

And the next moment, countless gold filaments through the flowers and willows stretched out from the gold beads, and in a moment a golden net was weaved, and the gold net formed a huge shield according to a certain law, like a fence made of gold wire, like a huge basket, covering the gold beads in it.

When everything was done, the seventh roar exploded!

"Roaring ——!"

The sound wave hit the sea of knowledge in the ear, and spread away in an instant, like a trembling silk rippling out.

And Liangchen's carefully woven shield was whipped by this satin-like sound, and it even began to shake with it, and after a few breaths, it was as if the foundation of the thousand-story tower had been removed, and the golden fence bucket collapsed.

Silk is whipped like a whip on a gold bead!

"Ahh

"Bang!" there was a muffled sound, and a cloud of dust splashed on the board.

After about a stick of incense, Liangchen woke up slowly, and he looked at the wooden card and shook his head helplessly.

"Alas~!"

"Just now it was already the strongest defense that the Zhihai Golden Bead could deploy, but it was still difficult to resist, it seemed that it could only stop there!" he thought to himself, sighed and pushed the door out.

After several experiments and many attempts, he still couldn't resist for a moment, and this result made him very discouraged.

Just as he was about to go back to the house to rest, his heart suddenly moved, and he slowly walked downstairs.

"Little master, Liangchen is here to bother again!" Liangchen saluted, and then nodded at the fat monk.

"Amitabha! There is movement in the Sutra Pavilion again, presumably the donor has begun to cultivate the second supernatural power!"

"Hehe, exactly. Liangchen smiled bitterly and nodded.

"Could it be that the donor has already completed the cultivation of the Mixed Yuan Golden Bell Jar?" asked the short day.

"It's not finished yet, but I heard the little master talk about the power of the nameless supernatural power, and I was a little fascinated in my heart, so I recently started to try to practice this technique. ”

"I see, I don't know how far the donor has cultivated?" When he heard that he had chosen this technique, he was a little surprised.

"It took a lot of effort to get to the seventh tone. Liangchen replied.

"Ah! I have already practiced to the seventh tone! The donor is indeed a gifted and cultivating genius!"

The fat monk next to him also nodded when he heard this, and his eyes were full of praise.

"It's just opportunistic, where is the talent. Liangchen laughed and shook his head.

"What do you mean by that?" asked Daylight.

"Originally, I could only get to the fourth tone, but after fusing the Relief Bead recently, my soul has improved again, and I can finally survive the fourth sound. But as soon as the fifth sound sounded, he fainted directly.

After repeated attempts, I found that the fifth sound wave was extremely fast, but it did not increase much in power. So I used the technique of dissolving the obstacle and separating the dissipation of power, dividing the god-like shield into several sections, breaking its power and reducing its speed one by one, and finally passed the fifth sound. ”

"What about the sixth tone?" asked again when the daylight was heard, and his eyes lit up.

"The sixth tone, the sound wave is the strongest of the seven, I used the technique of dense net trapping, to overcome the rigidity with softness, trapped it in it, so I barely passed the sixth level. Liangchen continued to answer.

"Amitabha! Choosing a technique according to the situation is a great wisdom, how can it be regarded as opportunistic!" nodded again and again after listening to the short day, and then retorted.

"The little master has an overreputation. Liangchen was even more embarrassed when he heard it, and waved his hand again and again.

"Now the seventh sound wave is not strong or fast, but it comes with a shock sound wave, I can't be secret, I can't be sparse, I've tried all kinds of methods, and I can't pass this level!"

Liangchen's face was disappointed, and it seemed that he was hit hard by this seventh sound wave.

"Concussive soundwaves?" he repeated softly as he heard the short day.

"It's like shouting in a mountain stream, and the echo is vibrating?" asked the short day.

"Well, it's a bit similar. Liangchen nodded when he heard this.

"Like a wind shaking a tree, shaking and tearing?" asked rhetorically.

"Yes, there are some things in common. Liangchen thought for a moment and nodded again.

"The concussive sound wave is like a raging wind, your defense is like a big tree, and the wind shakes the tree back and forth, which is the power of concussion!

The taller the tree, the easier it is to break, and the denser the branches, the easier it is to break. ”

"When you resist, if the shield is too dense, it is easy to break like a branch, and if it is stacked too much, it is like a tree that is high and easy to break.

In fact, the real key is the roots. "It only took a moment of thought about the short days to think of the key to it.

"That's right! Why didn't I think of such a simple truth!" Liangchen heard the sound of the confusion in his heart, and suddenly saw the sun like a cloud, and it was instantly clear!

"Thank you, little master, for waking up!" Liangchen saluted and couldn't wait to leave to practice, turned his head to see the fat monk with anticrative eyes on the side, and quietly took out a few spirit fruits and handed them to him.

When the fat monk saw the spirit fruit, he immediately smiled, and took it and gobbled it up.

He went back to his room and thought about it until he came up with a few ways. After a short rest and the body recovered as before, he entered the pavilion again.

"Throw away the useless branches, cut off the tall crown, and leave only the thick roots!" Liangchen pondered, reaching out again and grabbing the wooden sign that he loved and hated.