People walk the piano and breathe.

The top of the mountain is very bright, very pure bright, without a little shadow, Shi Ji sits in the pure light, her body is a little crooked, her two hands are weakly on the strings, maybe she has no strength to put down, maybe she is too lazy to move.

At the moment when the last note fell, she was completely deflated, and her spirit was exhausted, but she didn't care, she was very tired, both mentally and physically, very tired. The smile on her face was light, like a cloud on her side and the wind in her ears.

In other words, if it has been restrained for thirteen years and has been a stone needle that has been liberated by the obedient baby for thirteen years, at this time, it comes and goes like the wind, and it jumps out violently.

Shi Ji squinted, didn't even bother to move a finger, enjoying a moment of tranquility in exchange for a hundred years of perseverance, melting into the light, she seemed to have become a grain of dust, a grain of light dust, a grain of light dust with the same dust as the light.

She flew lightly, not a human, but a primordial god.

The white-clothed Yuan Shen who sat quietly in the entrance moved away from the Buzhou Mountain that was pressing in his heart, and in an instant, the thought was transparent, which can be described as a thought, a wish, a wish, a thought, a thought, a thought, a thought.

It turns out that when you carry it and put it down, it is a round of consummation.

At the moment of enlightenment, the body magnified the light, such as the snow lotus blooming, the lotus opened thirty-six petals, in an instant, the white-clothed Yuan Shen took off the lotus, like a spotless white swan to lead the high fly, the snow lotus behind her pushed away, the petals became a spell, and the thirty-six questions at the beginning.

The secluded entrance, such as the silence of the night, if there is nothing, muddy and devastation, the darkness, the sky is not visible, the earth is not visible, the spell sounds, the entrance is vibrating, the original god flies to the sky, the end of the sky, there is light, there is a hidden fairy music, and the flying immortals are introduced!

The dark entrance, the bright and pure spirit into the mystery, smell the fairy music, no, not the fairy music, it is the Kagura, it is her Pangu sacrifice, she followed the Kagura straight to the end of the, a halo was faintly visible, she stretched out her hand, touched a layer of mysterious and mysterious invisible pass, the aura seemed to be within reach, but it was far away.

She understood that the invisible barrier in front of her should be the place to break the entrance.

Shi Ji turned his palm into a knife and slashed at the pass.

"Bang!"

The pass did not move, and Shi Ji was shocked back.

Shi Ji frowned, clenched her fists, and threw a punch, Guan Pass buzzed, she punched several times in a row, only to hear the buzzing, but she didn't do an inch.

Shi Ji pointed at the arrow, lunge stabbed, bang bang...... The arrows are concentrated in one point, and they are still difficult to break.

Shi Ji recited the handwriting, the incantation came out together, the fire burned, the lightning struck, the electric thorn, the ice broke ...... A continuous offensive was launched.

While the Yuan Shen is going all out to break through, the outside world is changing.

In the sky above Buzhou Mountain, there were already dark clouds, the clouds were thick and black, and they were tumbling with teeth and claws, as if they would swallow Buzhou Mountain and the people on Buzhou Mountain in one bite in the next moment.

"Boom ......"

A deafening dull roar came from the depths of the clouds, followed by the release of countless sharp electric snakes that could shatter everything, and the terrifying heavenly power pressed on everyone's heads, feeling very terrifying.

Some people are happy and some are worried, and more people are puzzled, obviously it has dispersed, why is it coming again, the power of heaven and earth to see flowers in the fog is a little confused, and the impermanence of heaven today is incomprehensible!

The plain beauty under the laurel tree shook her fingers!

Hou Yi on the edge of the blood pool clenched his fists nervously.

......

"Auntie!"

December, who had been hiding behind Shi Ji, suddenly stood in front of Shi Ji, raised her head, and stared angrily, her teeth and claws were dancing, as if there was another fierce beast in it, Lei Yun, she stood up and was really a little taller than Shi Ji who was sitting crookedly.

The rabbit's ears trembled quickly, but she bit her lips tightly, she didn't mean to back down at all, her aunt was very weak, she wanted to protect her aunt!

Shi Ji felt like tears for a moment, her little twelve had grown up.

......

"Yue'er!"

At the highest point of the Heavenly Court, two of the three giants on the stargazing platform shouted out the same name as the owner of the Moon Tower, and they looked at the little group that had been held in their hands for fear of falling and holding it in their mouths for fear of melting so bravely, they were really surprised and delighted, and they thought that the person who was protected behind her was not themselves, and the taste in their mouths was not even the taste in their hearts.

The pair of eagle eyes of another black-robed Taoist never left Shiji, the Bodhi Tree, the Zhun Ti imprint, the cause and effect of Zhun Ti and him in the Zixiao Palace is not small, and there is a faint aura on her body, who is it, he can't tell for a while, the breath on her body is very mixed, and it is difficult to explore.

But he had a feeling that this stone spirit who dared to question the power of all beings in heaven and earth was definitely a big trouble.

The master of Jinxi Palace, who felt the same way as him and even secretly hated him, hooked a chilling arc at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were cold and terrifying.

The owner of the Mochizuki Tower, who is out of the ordinary, screams 'Yue'er' with tears in her eyes, her Yue'er, do you still recognize her...... She missed too.

......

"Master!"

A slightly embarrassed voice came out.

"Master, I'm here!"

The young man ran to Shi Ji in one breath, pulled December behind him, and pretended to pat his chest heroically and said: "With my Xuanyu here, Master can rest assured, don't be afraid of Little Twelve, there is Brother Xuanyu!"

If you ignore his shaky legs, his words are indeed very convincing.

......

In the Pangu Palace, the eleven ancestral witches, including Hou Yi, all widened their eyes.

"Master?"

This sound of the master is too terrifying, a great witch worships a stone spirit as a teacher, and the eleven nervous ancestor witches are a little incompetent.

Xuan Ming hated it even more, and she joined the enemy to apprentice, she couldn't wait to catch this fool back and stuff it into the witch-making pool to build it again!

A strange atmosphere spread among the witches until they heard another voice: "Lord Piano!"

This time it was not one person, but ten, and the ten great witches led by Kuafu saluted Shiji together, and then protected Shiji, Twelve, and Xuanyu in the middle, which was their original intention of going up the mountain.

"The luthier?"

"She's the luthier?"

One by one, the ancestral witch's eyes definitely popped out, and they couldn't think of picking it up for a while, they couldn't think of picking it up, it was too shocking!

Lord Dizun's heart is even more mixed, his son is really stupid, he was almost tossed with his life, and now he is ready to fight for others!

After the shock, the best mood was Hou Yi, Hou Yi's heart was full of joy and had to take care of the other ancestors, his angular handsome face was a little distorted, he secretly clenched his fists, this is the righteous sister he and his wife recognize, and he is also the heir of his Yi arrow.

Thinking of his wife, his face showed longing, he hadn't been back for a long time.

......

"The luthier?"

"Piano Master!"

The supreme powers of Tiannan and Haibei all read this name, and the emperors nodded secretly, with this song, she deserves it.

"The luthier?"

"Witch luthier?"

The difference between the two words, but the focus of the three giants of Heavenly Court was completely different, and the black-robed eagle-eyed old man had a strange sense of fate in his heart.

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