On the ground, the immature witch names of large or small, deep or shallow exude mysteries, and each little person feels a power that goes deep into the heart and the power of the heart from his name.

Tsing Yi Fuqin, seven-string resonance, the beginning of the heavy, suddenly exploded, the congenital five-string palace Shangjiao Zhengyu, the day after tomorrow two-string civil and military resonance, seven strings or light or heavy, or voiced or clear, the piano sound collided, played out the size of the thunder.

As soon as the spring thunder sounds, all things are born.

Summer thunder rolls, and everything grows.

The autumn thunder is silent, and everything is harvested.

Winter thunder bursts, everything is hidden.

A small piano, full of spring and autumn thunder sound, thunder sound domineering, thousands of miles of windless, no sand, no sound, no evil, the size of the criminal department of the thunder sound into the ears and heart, shock the soul, the thunder sound is broken, and the heart is clean.

Xing Tian looked at Shi Ji in front of him with a pure breath and a heart in the beginning, with a little more recognition and respect in her eyes, she was worthy of the musician of the Wu clan.

The wind rose, the thunder stopped, and one by one the sorcerers woke up from the thunder, and they bowed to the stones, and the violinist was also a sorcerer, at least the teacher of these little witches.

Shi Ji got up and smiled at the witches, she looked up at the sky, it was late, the wind blew the sand away, the sky and the earth were dark, Shi Ji had a long piano on his back, bowed his head slightly to Xingtian, took a step, and his figure entered the wind and sand.

Xingtian looked at the place where Shi Ji disappeared and shouted loudly: "I owe you a favor Xingtian. ”

"Woo woo woo ~ ~"

There is only the sound of the wind between heaven and earth.

......

There is no wind tonight, slightly cold, the black and heavy ground is dotted with scattered white bones, there is a deep pit in the center of the black soil, there is a blue mink on the edge of the pit, a small green luan lies on it and naps, the sky is a stone needle that disappears from time to time, and its trajectory is a concentric circle.

In the deep pit, the woman in Tsing Yi swallowed the dead air, exhaled and inhaled, the wind was rolling, and the dead air was lingering.

"Exhale ~ Breathe ~ Exhale ~ Inhale ......"

The whole pit of the whole person is like a conversion air bag, mixing one and three qi out, until the yin dead qi enters, and the three qi are sucked away by a suction force from above as soon as they are discharged, and the endless mixed qi enters the belly of the stone needle.

The pores around the body of Shiji open to assist in inhalation and exhaust, the eight veins of the strange meridians, the twelve meridians, the repeated handling and polishing into the tendons and veins to the yin dead gas, the pure dead gas continues to flow into the dantian, the sea of gas in Shiji is very full, full is overflowing, every time there is dead air inflow, there must be mixed gas to be discharged.

As much qi as there is in, there is as much qi as there is out, Shi Ji is now practicing qi, in fact, refining the sea of qi, diluting the sea of qi, constantly injecting dead qi, diluting the wind and evil qi, Shi Ji's Neidan is still hiding in a corner and looking at the dead qi flowing into the dantian, it has been hungry for a long time.

But as soon as the dead air entered the sea of air, it mixed with the wind, and it couldn't reach its mouth at all, and now it only hoped that the day would dawn soon.

"Chirp!"

Qingluan spreads its wings and flies high.

"Wow!"

The stone needle was faster, as if it had penetrated the space.

"Brush!"

As soon as the blue light flashed, Shi Ji reached the sky, facing the east, opened his mouth and inhaled, and the purple qi in the sky was all in.

"Buzz Buzz ~ ~ "My my!

Shi Ji had no choice but to let out a trace of silk from the corner of his mouth, and the stone needle happily sucked it away.

"Chirp~~" Master?

Shi Ji had no choice but to open the corners of his mouth again, and purple gas came out again, and the stone needle was faster, and it was sucked away again.

"Chirp chirp~~" Gone?

Stone Needle Buzz: Mine, mine, all mine.

Shi Ji's eyes were closed, out of sight and out of mind, the purple qi entered the dantian and was directly sent to the danhuo, and Xiao Neidan sucked it contentedly.

Waving his hand to bury the pit, collecting the mink blanket, Shi Ji took out the small black bowl, his lips moved slightly, and he opened his mouth to chant a mantra, and the small black bowl with a big thumb flashed into a sea bowl, and a shadow the size of a lotus leaf was reflected in the bowl, and there was a fist-sized dew drop in the center of the lotus leaf.

The dew drop is the manifestation of Shi Ji's own luck, and the lotus leaf is the manifestation of her total luck, and now her luck is high, according to her speculation, there should be two reasons, one is that a large amount of witch luck has been released in the bowl of bad luck, and the other is that the qin master has shared the luck of the witch clan.

"Rustle~~"

Although there was no sound, Shi Ji could always hear an adult silkworm eating her luck one bite at a time, and a one-inch-long shadow next to the lotus leaf was constantly eating away at the lotus leaf.

......

While Ishiji was watching his own robbery, someone was also holding a mirror.

On an unnamed hill, a blue-haired woman in brocade clothes, she frowned and looked at the silver mirror in her hand, which was black and purple, and there was no mirror image in sight.

The woman put away the survey mirror gloomily, looking at the nine clouds without a god, she has been away from the heavenly realm for sixty-two years, for a small stone spirit, she looks at the mirror every day, first sees the purple gas, then sees the moonlight, and looks at the dream, but now it is the black and purple that is stronger than the day.

What kind of stone spirit is this?

......

Nine days away, seven big people gathered around an abbot round mirror, the mountains and rivers in the mirror passed, the mountains and rivers of the desolate land were manifested in the mirror one by one, the eyes of the seven people stopped in a witch place, a moment, the landscape changed again, and it was a witch shrouded place.

One by one, there were as many as seven, and the seven people frowned, and after a long time, the old man in brocade said: "They have fallen into the hands of the Wu clan." ”

The other six nodded, it was true that they had fallen into the hands of their rivals, but why didn't they die?

"Could it be some conspiracy?" the old man's eyes twinkled.

An arrogant man sneered, "What kind of conspiracy do those barbarians know except for brute force?"

The old man frowned and said, "Candle Jiuyin came out of the Ancestral Witch Hall not long ago. ”

Everyone's expressions tightened, there was no sound, the terrible candle nine yin, no one knows better than them, the witch clan has a candle nine yin, suppressed the entire think tank of the heavenly court, in the ten thousand years of the lich war, the witch clan has never suffered a big loss, but the demon clan has been killed by the witch clan several times to heaven, and even the Xi Emperor has died in battle.

The wisdom of the Wu clan is all in the Nine Yin.

"Or ...... Your Majesty?"

"No, Your Majesty is in retreat with the Demon Master to deduce the Zhou Tian Star Dou Great Array, so you can't be disturbed. ”

"How's that to be?"

The six of them all looked at one person, a man in white who gently shook a fan.

The man said lightly: "Order the Heavenly Court to guard tightly, try to avoid fighting with the Wu Clan, and we will stay here every day to closely monitor the movements of the Wu Clan." ”

"I'll take the order. ”

The six of them bowed in unison.

......

In the land of the Wu clan, ten great witches gathered, and all of them frowned.

"What do you say is this? Big living people, say no, it's gone?"

"It must have been done by those insidious mongrels of the demon clan!"

"Brother Candlelight, what the hell is going on?"

The old candle flame nodded, and the silver light in his eyes shone on the heavens and the earth, and suddenly the dead and witch qi in one side of the sky was entangled, and the same was true in another.

The old candle flame closed his eyes and said gloomily: "It was the demon clan who did it." ”

"These damn bastards!"

"Okay, good! It's all bullied on our heads!"

"This revenge!"

"yes! fuck it!"

Xingtian kept his head down and didn't speak, he suddenly said loudly: "It's not right, now that Father Kua's injury has not healed, Brother Houyi is participating in the Dutian God Formation with all the ancestors, at this time...... Don't make more trouble!"

The witches were silent, their fists clenched one by one, and the old candle nodded and said, "What Xingtian said is true, it is really not appropriate to provoke a war now, and when Lord Zuwu comes out, he owes us ten million times to get it back." ”

"Hmph, then let those bastards live a few more days!"

......

Shi Ji, who stepped on the yellow sand, didn't know that because of her small heavenly spell and the big reversal spell, the two lich clans almost fought, and the heavens were reversed, and the heavens were killed.