Chapter Seventy-Four: A Nothingness

It's like an illusion, and the place where it flashes is silent.

At this time, the ravines on Ning Wuyuan's face seemed to be reflected deeper between the floating lights and phantoms.

From his side.

In the distance, there are still layers of clouds, and the forbidden place he is in, Huayuan Tower, is impressively suspended in mid-air to the eyes of ordinary eyes, and as for the secret door, it must be a person who knows it and is destined to enter.

In this way, the green shadow that flashed was not wandering around the building, but passing over the clouds not far away.

Speaking of which, the inexplicable people outside want to enter the building, but they can't see any bricks and tiles, and they can only feel the general direction, while the people inside can see the future clearly.

However, those "babbling" voices quickly interrupted Ning Wuyuan's train of thought.

"Lao Jun, Lao Jun, what are you looking at, are we crying like this?!" A spirit squeezed his eyebrows and ran towards Ning Wuyuan.

"No, no, you're not sad enough!"

The battle of the spirits was not small, and Ning Wuyuan, who was surrounded, was a little distracted, unable to settle his divine sense to think clearly.

He breathed a sigh of relief, and said casually: "The more sad the better, the purer the tears, cry quickly." ”

After all, it is impossible for him not to be vigilant, this forbidden place of Huayuan Building, in addition to those spirits fooling around for thousands of years, there are also a few of his old people who come occasionally, and they have never encountered such strange things for thousands of years, unknown and fast shadows?

Could it be that all demons and monsters can go to heaven?

Ning Wuyuan didn't think much about it, he immediately raised his hand, waved it twice, and motioned to those spirits to be quieter, and then he walked behind the railing on the side and looked carefully.

The sea of clouds is stacked, wave after wave, like the reflection of the sea of clouds, the sunlight here is radiated from the west, the golden light is dazzling, and the top of the flower edge building is shining at this time.

And in the direction that Ning Wuyuan stared at, they converged into an image, and unintentionally connected into a white light with the character "ten", which hit a cloud like a small whirlpool.

Ning Wuyuan looked at it for a long time, stroked his beard, and muttered: "What kind of phenomenon is this, it is rarer than the Seven Stars Alignment..."

Above the whirlpool, a lotus formation emerged, like the size of a butterfly, surrounded by pink light.

After seeing it clearly, Ning Wuyuan squinted his eyes, stretched out his hand to make a blue shape, and read the terms in his mouth, trying to figure out why.

"Yin and yang overlap each other, and the universe is reversed..."

But before half of it arrived, the pink light pierced his eyes.

Ning Wuyuan's pupils tightened, his body was stunned, and his wide sleeved robe was quickly raised to block it, so he could only tilt his head sideways and close his eyes slightly.

What's going on? How can you see it from the outside... Why was he even able to probe out of Ning Wuyuan's position and hit it in one fell swoop?

Suddenly, a song lingered on the roof of the flowery building, Yingying sang a swan song, and her voice was charming.

What's even more strange is that those spirits seem to be suddenly separated from Ning Wuyuan by two worlds.

On one side, they are still studying how to "shed tears", while on the other side, Ning Wuyuan seems to be in dire straits.

"This song...", the tone was filled with disbelief.

But there was no obstacle, the long song went straight into Ning Wuyuan's ears, and he finally slowly put down his sleeve robe, his eyes were a little empty, looking at the lotus formation.

It was as if the song was only played and sung to him, but it was more like touching a switch on his body, and he was dumbfounded.

The unique melody continues, rising and turning, like the water of a waterfall going straight down, stirring up thousands of waves, and in an instant it turns into a thin trickle, warming the heart.

The heart had already flown out, Ning Wuyuan's expression gradually became obsessed, and the steps on his feet slowly moved.

No one knows, the meaning of this piece, and no one knows, his weakness.

"Qingwu heart, leisurely in Yuanjun...", the words that listened to it tactfully came from a woman's delicate red lips.

It turned out that a figure loomed on the lotus formation this time.

The woman's face is elegant and vulgar, with long black hair falling to the waist, willow leaves and thin eyebrows, her face is like a pink lotus blooming, her red lips are singing, and there is a guqin on her legs, and she is bowing her head and singing.

Like a dragon.

But the picture looks so ethereal above the clouds.

Without thinking about it, Ning Wuyuan seemed to be smirking at this moment, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were piled together, his hair was fluttering, and his appearance was a little crazy, his sleeve robe waved lightly, and he flew up in a breath, as if he was still muttering to himself: "You come..."

Suddenly, as Ning Wuyuan stepped towards the cloud, Huayuan Tower seemed to have lost the lord of the town tower, and suddenly appeared above a floating cloud, and its thousand-step cloud ladder appeared layer after layer.

Through the gray mist, it turned out that under the cloud ladder was the Nine Heavens.

Such a forbidden place suddenly appeared silently overnight, and those little elves did not find the slightest strangeness, as if they were separated by an enchantment, and they did not know the world.

And Ning Wuyuan was desperate at this time, he had already arrived at the lotus formation, stretched out his hand tremblingly, covered the pink aperture, and said astringently: "But now I am no longer worthy of you..."

The woman playing the piano didn't seem to hear any sound, but she was still playing with emotion, and the tune became more and more urgent and intense.

It's like a torrential rain pouring down, and the sound of the beans falling on the small pond with beads of heavy rain.

Inexplicably, Ning Wuyuan's ears, nose, and eyes all gushed out streams of heat, and the color was bright red.

But he seemed to be intoxicated and didn't know anything.

"Smack-" The strings broke.

At the height of the melody, the melody suddenly stopped, and like everything on the illusory clouds, it suddenly dissipated.

The so-called lotus formation even ascended into the air in one fell swoop, transforming into a bundle of black circles, soaring around the black qi, from top to bottom, facing the top of Ning Wuyuan's head.

After that, he was awakened, but it was too late.

"Ahemβ€”" coughed out of the bottom of his lungs.

Ning Wuyuan only had blood in front of him, although the blood in his ears, nose, and eyes was no longer bubbling and flowing, but at this moment, his five senses were lost, and his legs were also kneeling straight, and he couldn't use any strength.

Where did she come from, it was just a nothingness, and he was lost.

Sure enough, there was no resistance at all, until the black circle on the top of his head instantly enveloped him, and the meridians and veins were sealed, and everything fell into place like this.

The surroundings began to fall silent, and the red ribbon of Huayuan Building began to turn gray.

A faint layer of transparent enchantment dispersed, and those spirits looked back to see clearly, all of them were frightened, and this time, they finally understood that something had happened.

But after the enchantment, there are those uninvited guests.

"Haha, I didn't expect our master to be so clever, no wonder the master asked us to use the rain flower stone that he personally cultivated, it turned out that the magic was here, it really didn't take any effort to come here!"

A large black flame monster turned into a shot, and immediately carried Ning Wuyuan, who had closed his eyes and had no consciousness, on his body.

"Then let's get down to business, get the Golden Heart Hualien quickly! ”

As a result, hundreds of black flame monsters went up and down around the Huayuan Tower.

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