Outside the Fu Array Tower, when a point of light in the eighth layer on the stele suddenly disappeared, and then when the ninth layer lit up, the crowd around the stele was like a group of ducks that had been pinched their throats and couldn't speak for a long time, and the sound of everyone gasping for cold air came one after another, and after a short silence, a frenzy of excitement suddenly broke out outside the Fu Array Tower.

"Awesome! Someone rushed to the last floor!"

"I'm a turtle turtle, today is really an eye-opener, how many years has it been since our Fu Palace had a person who could enter the ninth layer of the Fu Array Tower?"

"How many years? Please be sober, you haven't had a good life at all. ”

"Could it be Senior Sister Yutai who enters the ninth floor?"

"Let's have one thing to say, with the strength of Senior Sister Tangtai, I estimate that it is enough, but it is the one from Qingyun Mountain who can't see the depth, maybe it's him. ”

"What the hell, is Senior Brother Chang really so good? Senior Brother Lingyue, who overthrew the Sword Pavilion, and now he is overpowering Senior Sister Yutai of Fu Palace, he is really a fierce man. ”

The earth-shattering shout beside the stele spread throughout the Fu Palace, and the figure of the Miaofa Zhenren also appeared on the top of the Fu Palace at the same time, and she saw that in the ninth layer of the stone tablet, which had never been lit up, there was really a bright flash.

"The burden of carrying forward the formation rune is still going to be taken over by Qingyun Mountain after all?" As an elder who watched the Tantai Shuiyue grow step by step, she knew very well where the limit of the Tantai Shuiyue was, the eighth layer was already her limit, and as for the ninth layer of the Fu Array Tower, it was the teaching elder in the Fu Palace, and the chance of being able to pass was only less than one percent.

Miao Fa Zhenren is a real formation master in the entire Kyushu, and the formation test of the ninth layer is laid by her own hands, if she can pass the test, she will get an extremely precious opportunity for aura empowerment.

The real person of the Miaofa couldn't help laughing, I don't know if even God is protecting and favoring this Qingyun Mountain disciple, if he is changed to another monk who cultivates the way of the formation, even if he steps on the ninth layer, there is almost no possibility of passing the test, but this Chang Xi is the disciple of the back mountain of the Qingyun Mountain, and he studied under the dazzling rookie of the formation path, and his winning rate of passing the test is thousands of times higher than that of others.

"It seems that I have to inform my senior brother that the assessment content of the ninth layer must be changed within this year, otherwise in the future, won't the little guy from Qingyun Mountain take advantage of it every time. Miaofa Zhenren held his forehead and smiled bitterly, turned around and disappeared.

Outside the Fu Array Tower, it was already noisy like a bazaar, and Chang Xi, who was on the ninth floor at the moment, felt a little strange.

The space on the ninth floor of the Fu Array Tower is wider than any floor below, the field of vision is far away, and the divine sense coercion is only between the eighth layer, Chang Xi was already ready to bear the pressure of the mountain when he entered that layer of divine consciousness barrier, but he didn't expect things to be unexpected, making him feel like a punch on the cotton, not to mention how uncomfortable it was.

And in this vast space, there is only one stone wall with a unique shape.

Chang Xi slowly walked towards the stone wall under the coercion, splashing ripples on the water surface under his feet, the water and the sky were the same color, there was no half cloud in the sky, making it impossible to distinguish where the water was and where was the sky, and there was an indescribable weirdness in the dreamlike scenery.

Because this body and the divine consciousness in the Mud Pill Palace were accustomed to this kind of coercion, it was not too difficult to walk, and Chang Xi quickly arrived under this stone wall.

Chang Xi looked up at this stone wall of a certain height, the appearance of the stone wall was smooth as a mirror, as if the surface was cut out by the immortals with some sharp object, worthy of the four words of magic workmanship, Chang Xi did not rush forward, touched his head and frowned, he always felt that this stone wall seemed to have been seen somewhere.

There was a cold stir in his mind, recalling the thick books that the sixth senior sister forced him to gnaw at the beginning, and he had a flash of inspiration, isn't this a shadow stone?

The Shadow Rock is actually a strange ore called the Shadow Stone, which is usually buried deep in the mountains, and the outer layer of the Shadow Rock is wrapped in a thick layer of hard stones, and many people will mistake it for an ordinary stone even if they find it. However, if you peel off the thick crust of the outer layer of the Shadow Stone, the inside will appear like a mirror.

After such a shadow stone is cultivated by the secret art of a powerful monk, it can store short-term pictures and sounds, and the higher the grade, the better the texture, and the larger the shadow stone, you can store more and more detailed pictures and sounds, you must know that the shadow stone the size of a fist needs to be cultivated for several years above the god realm, and it is simply priceless, in the entire Kyushu, except for two or three first-grade sects with strong backgrounds, they can only afford to have one, and the others can only be used by the upper five sects.

Chang Xi was speechless, it was the first time he had seen the shadow wall that was a foot high, and it was a world of difference from the little things drawn in the sixth senior sister's booklet.

Chang Xi froze, stretched out his palm and pressed it on the shadow wall, the palm of his hand came from the cold silky touch, and in an instant, the mighty divine consciousness power like a river and sea burst out from the shadow wall, Chang Xi snorted and retreated back again and again, a faint light flashed on the shadow wall, and then a hazy figure like an ink painting appeared.

Chang Xi was hit by the power of divine consciousness and knelt on the water, and he was depressed in his heart, he hadn't heard of anyone's shadow wall that could still store the power of divine consciousness, the figure on the shadow wall didn't matter if Chang Xi was uncomfortable, since the pictures and sounds stored in the shadow wall were activated, they would be played out in the established way.

Chang Xi looked at the figure, hehe, it was a woman again.

The woman on the shadow wall sat on the ground, her wrist was lightly raised, and her slender jade fingers were pinched and picked in the air, as if she was picking the stars and holding the moon, and the bright moonlight and starry light sprinkled down, illuminating the antique guzheng in front of the woman, and the woman who could only see the back guided every ray of moonlight and starlight to condense on the zither, blowing the wind with her bare hands, plucking the zither strings.

The sound of the guzheng qin is like a spring water dingdong at the beginning, it seems to be slow and slow, the wind twists and turns, and the rattle bell between the horses is like a hollow valley and an orchid, and suddenly like a gust of wind, blowing through the gurgling water, blowing through the colorful clouds in the sky, and finally the noisy wind drifts to the battlefield on the border, and the sound of the Jin Ge iron horse roars in the ears, as if there is really a drop of blood sword stabbing in front of you.

The strings of the guzheng are slowly plucked, playing for thousands of years, outlining the vivid picture of thousands of soldiers in the northern regions, and the sound of the qin is like ink, splashing out the Danqing picture scroll that resonates with the heart.

There is a way to lie down at night and listen to the wind and rain, and the iron horse glacier falls into a dream.

The strings of the guzheng broke, and the woman stroked the qin and looked back, unable to see her face clearly, and glanced at it for ten thousand years.

Chang Xi forgot the pain in his chest, and looked at the fading light on the shadow wall in a daze, just because he had heard this song many times.

Chang Xi took a deep breath, walked to the guzheng and sat cross-legged on the water, brushed away the water droplets, gently brushed the strings with his palm, and gently plucked according to the appearance of the person in his memory.

The sound of the piano rises again in the quiet and vast ninth floor, the sound of the piano is melodious, and it comes far away on the mirror-like water surface, and the rhythm of the piano is the same as that of the woman playing on the shadow wall, although the charm is slightly inferior, but it also has a five or six points of divine resemblance.

The sound of the piano is the rune, and the sound of the piano is the formation, which is the array of rhythm.

Chang Xi closed his eyes and lowered his head, flying between his fingers like a butterfly, letting his thoughts dominate his movements.

He is very glad that whenever the third senior sister plays this piece and arranges it in the lake, he will humbly observe and study it carefully on the side, day after day, practice makes perfect, that is, he who was not familiar with the rhythm before, can also play this piano song that the third senior sister is famous for at this moment, and can also lay down the rhythm of this third senior sister is famous.

The eternal sound is overwhelming, and the zither is sharp.