Dean, that is naturally Ling Daozi.

"Hmph, count your kid good luck today, and I'll clean you up when I go back!" Xiao Yue's eyes were cold and threatening.

"Let's go. Han Fei pulled Bai Yunfei and left.

And just after Han Fei and Bai Yunfei left, Ling Daozi's figure appeared on this mountain peak.

Obviously, from Ling Daozi's gloomy face, it could be seen that Ling Daozi was here to scold people.

"What are they doing?"

"Don't you need to cultivate?"

"Huh?"

"Look at you one by one, I'll be angry, can you show some backbone, can you give me a long face as the dean?"

"In the top twenty of the heavenly list, there is no one in the Southern Courtyard, you tell me, if this continues, is there still a need for the Southern Courtyard to exist?"

"Aren't all of you all Tianjiao? Aren't you all in your eyes? Why can't I see you in the burial ground?"

"One by one, they were beaten like grandsons in the burial ground! ”

"Tianjiao, Tianjiao, can it be that you can only act in front of ordinary people, and you can only become a stepping stone for others when you enter this Great Luo Divine Sect?" Ling Daozi became more and more angry the more he looked at this group of people.

Then I couldn't help but think of Han Fei, with a sigh on my face, and then walked to another mountain.

"What the hell do you think is wrong with the dean? Why did you go out and come back, your temperament changed drastically, and when you were fine, you would go back and forth and curse people from mountain to peak?" someone muttered.

"I guess something stimulated you?" someone responded.

"Let's take some time to go to the burial ground. Xiao Yue said with a gloomy face.

After all, they are also Tianjiao, and they are a little unconvinced by being scolded like this.

Han Fei and Bai Yunfei had already gone down the mountain and returned to the courtyard where the two lived.

But the aura in Bai Yunfei's body became more and more violent, more and more frenzied, and even some were not under Bai Yunfei's control.

The whole person's face was flushed, and the muscles all over his body were bursting up, and the tyrannical aura seemed to be anti-guest-oriented.

At the same time, a sentence kept echoing in Bai Yunfei's mind.

"The name of the Northern Emperor cannot be disgraced! Kill, kill, kill!"

The incomparably violent aura was rampant, if it was before, Han Fei could still help and suppress it.

"Quick, give me the bamboo flute!" Bai Yunfei still had a trace of sanity, but his eyes were already red.

Han Fei hurriedly ran into the house and handed Bai Yunfei a bamboo flute.

The melodious flute sounded, and Bai Yunfei began to play.

Bai Yunfei played the bamboo flute not just out of interest, but to suppress the power in his body.

But obviously Bai Yunfei was stimulated too hard just now, even if he played the bamboo flute, it was difficult to suppress it, at this moment Bai Yunfei's long hair was windless and automatic, and at the same time it grew rapidly, and in a blink of an eye, his black hair turned purple.

Purple hair fluttered, and Bai Yunfei's body became majestic.

At the same time, the momentum of covering the sky with one hand is getting stronger and stronger, and the breath is extremely terrifying, as if it wants to crush Qiongxiao and break the world.

It was an invincible will,

The heroic spirit is world-heavy, and it is necessary to dominate the ups and downs of the world, and suppress the avenue.

Seeing that this aura was getting stronger and stronger, Han Fei finally moved.

He flipped his hand and took out a piece of zither.

One of the advantages of a monk of any era is that once you become a Taoist, you can open a Dao platform in your body, and the Dao platform can store many things.

A guzheng is just an ordinary piece of zither.

"Zheng!" Like a spring falling on the surface of a quiet lake, like a ghost falling on a rock, it hits people's hearts.

"Zheng!" The sound of the guzheng has a hint of refreshing charm, like the vast smoke waves on the misty and rainy lake, ethereal and tactful, one person and one boat, holding a green bamboo, watching the smoke and rain rise on the surface of the lake, between the water and the sky, and in the red dust.

The faint light voice walks through the four seasons, crosses the cycle, and points on the buds of the weeping willows by the lake, so that the eternal silence and the years stand still.

The breath in Bai Yunfei's body gradually subsided, and the sound of the piano lingered.

This is the Divine Comedy of the Heavenly Phoenix Clan.

When the Tianfeng clan attained nirvana, they would often be extremely tyrannical because of the fire, and even be burned by the karmic fire in their hearts, resulting in nirvana failure.

There used to be a Tianfeng clan of the world's heavenly deity under the sycamore tree to comprehend the eternal years, and finally created this divine comedy.

This song can calm the mind, make people's hearts empty, and drive to a state of no joy and no sorrow.

Han Fei had the privilege of listening to this song, and at this moment, he played this song in order to help Bai Yunfei.

After a long time, Bai Yunfei opened his eyes, his expression was a little complicated, and he looked at Han Fei and wanted to stop, but in the end he still didn't ask.

Because everyone has their own secrets.

"Thank you. Bai Yunfei hugged his fists.

"You're welcome. Han Fei responded.

"Hmmm, wait!"

Han Fei suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and then immediately took out the roll of parchment, he seemed to think of something.

"Zheng, Zheng, Zheng!" Han Fei began to play.

But as soon as Han Fei played, Bai Yunfei's complexion changed suddenly.

Because the sound of the piano was full of monstrous war intent and killing aura, and there was even an aura of destruction of the world.

"Zheng!" The strings broke, and Han Fei came back to his senses suddenly.

Then he looked at the parchment roll and shook his head, his expression puzzled.

"Do you suspect this is sheet music?" Bai Yunfei began.

"Probably not, but definitely in this direction. Han Fei's expression was solemn, and he nodded his head.

Immediately, Han Fei looked at it for a while, and finally his eyes lit up again.

This is not a sheet music, nor is it a meaningless symbol, it is a hymn to prayer!

The awkward praise sounded, but there was still something wrong, because the sentence was wrong.

And when Bai Yunfei said this, Han Fei also praised it.

Over and over again, the two of them chanted this ancient symbol as if chanting sutras.

Han Fei didn't feel strange that Bai Yunfei also knew these symbols.

Finally, after countless attempts, Han Fei finally succeeded in praising it.

With Han Fei's praise, Han Fei found that the qi and blood in his body began to surge and roll.

Qi and blood are like the angry waves of the blue sea, and like the rolling rivers, the momentum is unstoppable, surging like the ocean, raging between heaven and earth.

The obscure praise resounded in their hearts, and the two seemed to be in the vast universe almost at the same time, shuttling between the stars, flying between the sun, the Milky Way falling down, and the vast stars tempering the flesh of the two.

In the outside world, the bodies of the two were glowing and dazzling, and the endless Tao appeared out of thin air, as if they were attracted by the sound of praise, through the long years of eternity, and descended here to baptize the two.

As the chant was praised over and over again, the two found that these runes became more and more extraordinary, and each rune contained the power to open the world.

Some runes are monstrous and want to overturn the world, some runes are thick and immeasurable, and they want to suppress eternity, and some runes are ethereal and dusty, and they have the power of flying immortals!

And the two of them were really baptized in the flesh, it was a mysterious power, coming from chaos and being drawn from the age of mythology.

The surface of the two of them finally began to condense a pair of armor, the armor was radiant, engraved with extremely ancient patterns, and had extraordinary divine powers.

The only difference is that Han Fei's condensed armor is white, like the Heavenly Dao Divine Gold, domineering and majestic.

However, the armor condensed by Bai Yunfei is black, like chaotic immortal gold, and the divine power is overwhelming, as if a demon god has walked out of the mythological era.

The armor covered the whole body, even the face.

At first glance, the glittering armor is not ordinary.

After a long time, the two of them dispersed their armor, and it was obvious that with their knowledge, they naturally knew that in the same rank, the defensive power of this armor would not even be lower than the defensive power of those who had five or even six atavistic ancestors, and even the two of them could feel that the moment the armor was possessed just now, the strength was overwhelming, and there was a kind of brute force that could shatter the rivers and mountains with one punch!

This was just the first time the two of them had cultivated.

"It's worth a million dollars now. Han Fei chuckled.

"Is it really the God of War Armor?"

"Isn't that Steward Li?" Bai Yunfei couldn't believe it.

"Probably not, but it's hard to say, but the probability is too low, and that hymn doesn't have to be his. Han Fei also had some guesses.

After all, if Manager Li really had that much ability, he wouldn't fail to see that he and Bai Yunfei actually had a problem.

"The Age of Mythology, which itself was a time full of legends, and many cultivation methods were very different from today, and many people in that era prayed and sang to the true gods. ”

"Maybe the gods will leave some real hymns and pass them on. ”

"Similar to inviting God?" Bai Yunfei guessed.

"There are some similarities, but they are not entirely so, after all, praying sincerely before the gods and reciting praises is certainly not groundless, and must have extraordinary significance. ”

Han Fei nodded, but this was not a request to God, or a summoning.

Perhaps prayer is more accurate, allowing the true gods to give divine power and strengthen one's body.

"No wonder, if you really treat these runes as scriptures and cultivate them, you will indeed never discover the secrets in them. Because who would have thought that these seemingly meaningless runes turned out to be a song of praise?" Bai Yunfei concluded.

"Perhaps, but these are all speculations, but since we have picked up a bargain, it is better for us to keep it a secret. Han Fei reminded.

And Bai Yunfei naturally nodded.

After this time, the two seemed to be more low-key on weekdays, deliberately bypassing everyone, and often went to clean up the fallen leaves on the mountain peaks in advance.

Then he took time out to sing that hymn every day.

A month has passed, and the two of them have become more and more proficient in this, and they often only need to move their minds to make the armor possessed, and whether it is defense or physical brute force, it can be described as strong to perverted.

Especially for Han Fei, he had originally cultivated the Immortal Tiangang Gong, and his flesh and bones were already extremely strong, and now that he had obtained this God of War Armor, it was like a tiger with wings, because his skin and flesh were even stronger.

And during the period when he couldn't use spells, getting such a kind of heavenly help also gave him an extra guarantee.

But not long after the two of them were idle, a big trouble came to the door again.

"Go find the two fools who paid a million spirit crystals for the torn parchment roll. ”