On the lawn in front of the stone statue, Shi Xiaole was knocked away again and again, and this scene has lasted for more than a month.

In the face of nine peak-level ordinary Nine Rank Earth Immortals, even Shi Xiaole's strength was at a loss, and he was defeated every time he didn't make a few moves.

But a month of abuse is not fruitless, Shi Xiaole faintly has some kind of clue.

Another flurry of piano sounds hit.

But this time, Shi Xiaole shot ahead of schedule.

Bell Bell ......

A series of sword lights flashed quickly, and Shi Xiaole shuttled through the boundless and unpredictable sound waves, sometimes flashing sideways, sometimes swinging his sword.

It can be found that although the sound waves are chaotic and disorderly, the place where Shi Xiaole's long sword is handed just happens to block all the subsequent changes.

This is somewhat similar to the anticipation of the enemy in Yi Sword Technique, but the difficulty is not a factor at all.

Because the sound waves will change with the flow of air, it is equivalent to the unpredictable nine ordinary Jiujia Earth Immortals, and it is difficult for people who are sensitive to the environment to figure it out.

Even if it was Shi Xiaole, knowing that this was the only way to break the enemy, he could only enter this state a few times by chance, and it couldn't last.

Sure enough, about dozens of breaths later, with the chaos of swordsmanship, Shi Xiaole failed miserably.

"Let's get some rest. ”

The old man stopped.

"The kid is stupid, so the old man bothered. ”

Shi Xiaole was a little ashamed.

Counting the first month, it has been two months now, and the old man who plays the piano has been sparring here, but he has achieved little success, and he is ashamed of the other party's efforts.

The old man who played the piano didn't speak, and said in his heart: If you are dull, no one in the world will have to live, Xiaoyou, your progress speed has exceeded the expectations of the old man.

In fact, according to the plan, the old man who played the piano should have left half a month ago, but he was shocked by Shi Xiaole's speed, and suddenly wanted to see if the other party could reach the level of the person in the past, and how long it would take.

Three months, wait another three months, the old man who played the piano thought secretly. Three months, of course, is not enough for Shi Xiaole to break through the difficulties in front of him, but this is the longest period, and no matter how long it is, his aura is very likely to be exposed.

Time flies, two months later.

Shi Xiaole has been able to hold on to a hundred breaths, and the probability of entering that state has increased to fifty percent, but this is far from enough.

"Although I can temporarily predict the offensive of Kotoon, I am always in a passive situation, and if I can't reverse it, I will never be able to defeat it. ”

If he didn't know about that person, maybe Shi Xiaole would have given up, because he really couldn't see any hope of victory, but since someone could do it, it proved that there must be a way.

The electric light flashed in his head, and almost every moment, a large amount of information passed through Shi Xiaole's mind, even during the break. It can be said that the mental consumption of these months is almost worth a hundred years of work for ordinary people.

That is, Shi Xiaole, if he was replaced by someone else, he had to be insane and have a broken will. But at this point, Shi Xiaole was about to be driven crazy by himself, and the only thing that supported him to move forward was his arrogance, which was not weaker than others.

"What the hell is the problem?"

"What exactly is the method?"

"Is this really human?"

In the continuous denial and persistence, Shi Xiaole was knocked away for the first time, he fell on his back on the grass, a cloud of white clouds in the sky was converging, and the birds were hovering high, making a clear and long roar.

"The white clouds will disperse and the birds will fall to the ground. ”

Rumble!

Suddenly, Shi Xiaole looked sluggish, yes, this is the result that everyone can think of, and it is also the only result.

Just like the sound of the qin, the ultimate goal is to defeat oneself, and if it cannot be changed, what is the point of predicting specific steps, but it is congenitally inferior.

Picking up the sword, Shi Xiaole rushed towards the rolling sound wave again. His moves are out of rhythm and are more chaotic than the sound waves, which often have moved to the other side before the sound waves have even hit. After a few consecutive times, an invisible aura centered on Shi Xiaole slowly spread out.

One hundred breaths.

Two hundred breaths.

Three hundred breaths.

After five hundred breaths, Shi Xiaole was defeated in the extremely stunned gaze of the old man playing the piano.

"Little friend, how did you do it?"

Although he had the answer in his heart, the old man who played the piano couldn't help but ask.

"If you are powerless to change the outcome, you might as well control it from the beginning, like a cloud in the sky, and do not give it time to take shape, like a bird in the sky, cut off its wings. Of course, this is just some of the boy's superficial opinions, don't laugh at the old man. ”

The only way Shi Xiaole could think of to break the sound of the qin was to contain the other party from the beginning, and then slowly figure it out. It is equivalent to saying that he has become the sound of the piano, and the sound of the piano has become the former him, and he can only be at his mercy everywhere and change with him forever.

It's easy to say, but it's hard to do it, even if you have superhuman spiritual power, peak skills, and amazing swordsmanship, it's almost impossible to do.

This has gone beyond the scope of 'manpower' and has reached an inhuman situation. But there is no one in the world, and it is not something that 'people' can do!

found the direction, and then it was more relaxed for Shi Xiaole.

He kept trying, fantasizing about Qin Yin as nine pinnacle-level masters of the same level, and constantly deducing, striving to use the extreme speed at the beginning to let the nine people fall into his aura, change with his sword momentum, control the rhythm, and prevent them from joining forces to fight.

From one percent skilled, to two percent skilled, then to three percent, four percent...... Shi Xiaole's progress fell in the eyes of the old man who played the piano, which can only be described as incredible, and perhaps only the person back then could be compared.

Shout!

There were still two days left before the third month, and as Shi Xiaole struck out with a sword, an invisible aura suddenly enveloped the range where the qin sound was, and in an instant, it seemed that there were many people fighting, and there was a sound of bursting qi everywhere.

The sword momentum was raised to the limit on the basis of the previous sword, and Shi Xiaole stabbed out the second sword.

Puff Pound......

The spot exploded, the wind caused the grass to toss left and right, and Shi Xiaole was half-kneeling on the ground, his face pale and panting.

"Congratulations to Xiaoyou, you have achieved the achievements of that person back then. ”

The old man playing the piano put his hands flat, and his tone was half delighted, half sighing.

After all, he underestimated the infinite potential of the people of the Mandate of Heaven, they are the darlings of heaven and earth, not to mention common sense, and it is impossible to guess them if they are not reasonable. And Shi Xiaole, even among the twelve people of destiny, should be a well-deserved leader.

Calming down his qi and blood, Shi Xiaole stood up and said sincerely grateful: "Everything is given by my father-in-law." ”

If it were him, where would he go to find nine masters of the same rank who were harmless to him and were at the peak, without the old man who played the piano, there would not have been the extremely exaggerated leaps and bounds in the past few months.

To a certain extent, the other party helped Shi Xiaole to rise to another level, which is a great kindness that cannot be forgotten.

Shi Xiaole secretly wrote down this love, maybe for a long time, he can't repay it, and the other party is not rare for him to repay, but he has his own principles, the grace of dripping water, when the spring reciprocates.

"Uncle, I don't know if the kid is lucky, please give a name to the trick just now?"

The sword qi aura is actually a synthesis of Shi Xiaole's combat skills, and it cannot be regarded as a move.

Knowing that the other party was grateful for his help, the old man who played the piano smiled, thought for a moment and said: "People in the sword, like being in the world, if you can't find the truth, you can only go with the flow, it's called the wave of red dust." ”

"Wandering Red Dust?"

Shi Xiaole chanted a few times, and his eyes lit up: "Thank you for the name!"

The old man who played the piano couldn't help laughing, and suddenly persuaded again: "Little friend, don't you really go with the old man? ”

The more he gets along with Shi Xiaole, the more the old man who plays the piano appreciates the other party's talent and conduct, and he really doesn't want the other party to suffer a catastrophe, which will be a great loss for martial arts.

"The kid can't go, and he doesn't want to go. ”

It was about Shi Xuanzhong and Ling Yuji, and Shi Xiaole had a hunch that without the battle of Yuan Palace, Shi Xuanzhong would definitely appear, how could he escape for the sake of the ethereal catastrophe?

The most important thing is that since the old man Wuyuan has written so many names, it means that everyone has a chance, and he must try his best.

The old man who played the piano sighed silently, if he didn't know that forcibly taking Shi Xiaole away, it would destroy the other party's sword heart, and he was willing to do it.

After all, is it still destiny?

"Senior, do you know the origin of this stone statue?"

Knowing that the other party was leaving, Shi Xiaole hoped to clear up the doubts in his heart.

"This is the bone tower of the Outer Heavens, and they put the Void Yuan Realm Martial Emperor who died in battle in this piece of heaven and earth into it, and used it as a trophy, and by the way, it was used by the juniors for enlightenment. Only the bloodline outside the sky can discover it. ”

Shi Xiaole's body shook.

"Son, there are many things I want to tell you, but ...... Goodbye, hopefully goodbye. ”

The last sentence fell, and the old man who played the piano disappeared in place.

It wasn't until a long time later that Shi Xiaole came back to his senses, and jumped into the left eye of the stone statue in a state of confusion, the bones in it were still crystal clear, and the martial arts qi was strong, but because the essence was the same, the martial arts of life and death had stopped absorbing.

The statue's right eye is dark, and it seems to be out of stock.

"Spoils?"

The Void Yuan Realm Martial Emperor of this heaven and earth, who fought for his homeland, was placed here after his death and became the nourishment for the progress of the enemy's descendants, how sad!

What made Shi Xiaole most painful was that he was one of the enemy's juniors.

"Identity can't tie me up, neither can blood, I just want to act according to my heart. ”

Clenched his fists, Shi Xiaole kept swearing to himself.

......

"Old friend, you're finally out. ”

Dongsheng Continent, on a low mountain peak of the Great Xia Dynasty.

The old man playing the piano suddenly appeared, and across from him was an old man in a shabby cloth robe with black and white hair. It seemed that the old man who played the piano would come, and the old man smiled lightly.

"Old liar, I met the person you said, does he really not have any chance?"

The old man was stunned and said: "Fate is unpredictable, I am respected as the god of destiny, but I can only capture a corner of fate." I can only tell you that his road ahead is a river of blood, a river of blood with no end, and enemies everywhere. Even the major mandates of heaven have formed the phase of the stars swallowing the moon, if he can still find a glimmer of life, then I have nothing to say. ”

Clang!

The old man broke a string with his wrong hand.