"It's not a tune, it's just a casual blow. The boy smiled when he heard this, and said, "Boy, you are the first person who can keep your face unchanged in front of my jade flute." ”

"Yes. Ping Fan smiled and said, "In this way, the younger generation is deeply honored." ”

"Kid"

The boy put down the jade flute, and his expression became extremely serious: "I still say the same thing, as long as you are willing to admit defeat, I can still let you go." ”

"No need. ”

Ping Fan waved his hand and said without hesitation: "The seniors are kind, the juniors are good, and the juniors are good, so I will listen to the elegant music." The boy was stunned when he heard this, then nodded and sighed, "It's a pity, it's a pity." After that, the jade flute lips, according to the palace to lead the business, and blew it quietly, but this time the blowing did not contain the slightest mana, it was no different from ordinary people playing the flute,

Ordinary to listen to the flute, only feel the sound is crisp, the tune is low, as for the name of the tune, but it is not at all, I just feel that the unusual melodious, the tune is low for a while, the sound gradually rises, as if there is a light footstep in the distance, slowly walking in general, although he does not understand the rhythm, but he can't help but immerse himself in it, involuntarily his eyes are slightly closed, and a blurry picture seems to appear in front of him,

It is in the distant Xichuan, the flowers are red and willow green, the warbler sings and dances, an early spring weather, the morning dew, rolling back and forth on the branches and leaves, reflecting the early morning light, exuding a soft halo, on the willow branches, a yellow warbler lets go of the throat, the warbler can't stop singing, the willow side, a stream flows through a canyon, the stream is full of pebbles, a few swimming fish shuttle among them, the more and more the stream is cold, clear to the bottom,

It's an early spring weather,

The tune changed, and the objects in the foreground changed, and the originally very soft sunlight seemed to suddenly become a huge furnace, exuding infinite energy, the dew among the flowers, long gone, and the birds not only tended, even the tree-lined paths in the mountains became extremely hot, and seemed to have become a red-hot iron plate, looking around, but seeing the branches and leaves scorched, the cicadas chirping harshly, it had become a midsummer weather,

The boy blew for a while, the tone gradually became higher and higher, the surrounding heat, also became more and more vigorous, looking far away, only to see that the flowers and plants, the forest has disappeared, a barren place, but it has become a piece of scenery outside the plug, ordinary people listen, only to feel that the scene is getting clearer and clearer, as if he has returned to the past, back to the time when he was in the wilderness,

Shuo said that the gold is melting, and the fire is flowing in July,

At that time, the wilderness was shrouded in blood red at any time, and I don't know if it was too hot, or soaked in too much blood, always lifeless, full of devastation, that is, his eyes were full of red, red and dazzling, red and terrifying,

He couldn't forget that in the endless desolation, there was a woman surnamed Qin, who had died beside him, at that time, he was angry, he was remorseful, he even wanted to turn around, capture that wicked man, cut him with a thousand knives, and put him to death, so as to eliminate the anger in his heart.

But, at last he was gone,

With the woman's endless expectations, she embarked on the return journey home without looking back,

He went to the seaside,

The sea is vast, there are no waves, the tide in the distance is slowly pushing closer, getting closer and faster, and then the waves are turbulent, the white waves are even the mountains, and then the fish and whales in the tide are floating, the wind and gulls are flying on the sea, plus the water monsters and sea monsters, the demons make the tide, suddenly the icebergs float to, and suddenly the hot sea is boiling, and the tide recedes like a mirror, but the bottom of the sea is turbulent, and the danger is hidden in the silent place,

"Whoa. ”

The waves hit the reef, rolling up white waves, and his heart was like the waves in the sea, high and low.

The sea breeze, dry and cold,

Like a grain of salty sea sand, it suddenly burrowed into his eyes, making him feel pain and tears.

However, the sea does not speak,

He looked at the vast and majestic sea, and a deep loneliness arose,

Like, from the bottom of his cold heart,

It's snowing,

The snowflakes, one by one, fell gently on the ground, and in the blink of an eye, they were covered with a layer of silver, and he seemed to wake up suddenly, shivering in the cold wind of the fifth class.

At this time, a cold feeling penetrates the bones,

Snowflakes, overwhelming, seem to be bricks of the city, covered by all things in heaven and earth, naturally, he is also indispensable,

The chill to the bones pierced through the clothes like a sword, and in an instant, the heart was cold,

Cold, so cold,

At this moment, he suddenly came back to his senses, and involuntarily shivered, this time, there was no sword, no spell, only a wisp of chill in the endless void, ** eroding his muscles and bones like a bone-eroding body, Rao is his Taoist heart is firm, and his concentration is outstanding, at this time, he can't help but turn pale, and almost lost the courage to resist,

The weather is getting colder and colder,

Wisps of cold air invaded like a tide, invaded the bone marrow, he tightened his teeth, wrapped his clothes, and his face was as white as paper in an instant,

"It's cold, it's cold. ”

In the midst of the music, his eyes gradually became blurred, as if he had forgotten the competition, just a traveler in the dark, lying in despair on the wilderness, quietly waiting for death to come,

"I'm going to die. ”

He muttered in a low voice, his eyes becoming more and more hollow,

"Looks like this competition is coming to an end. ”

In the cave, the boy boasted to himself, but in his eyes, a smile gradually appeared,

On the other hand, he is ordinary, but he has been deeply immersed in the illusion composed of music, and he can never come out again.

"Seniors. ”

At this moment, Lu Fang, who had been silent, suddenly spoke: "The junior has a question to ask, may I ask, can the senior answer." ”

"Oh, what's your problem. ”

When the boy heard this, he smiled back, gently put down the jade flute in his hand, and asked rhetorically,

"The younger generation doesn't understand what the name of this song of the predecessor is. ”

"This piece is called Yin Yang Zhen Requiem. ”

"Yin Yang Town Requiem. ”

"Not bad. The boy nodded, and said with a smile: "This tune, I didn't learn it from outside, but since I appeared in this world, I was born with it, that kid listened to my tune, naturally there will be all kinds of illusions with it, unless there is a master of the Yuan Shen level to rescue, otherwise, the plan will not be able to get out of trouble." ”

"Yes. Lu Fang was taken aback when he heard this, and hurriedly said: "In this way, the predecessors are not made by others, but are born magic weapons, right?" ”

"Not bad. ”

The boy smiled slightly, and said: "The magic weapon in this world, nine out of ten percent are made by cultivators, but the Book of Creation and Transformation is not among them. ”

"In this way, you are one of the thirty-six true divine magic weapons that were born with the fragments of the Heavenly Book, right? ”

"The kid still has some knowledge. The boy smiled, suddenly his face sank, and he said coldly: "Boy, you deliberately spoke because of me, did you want to save the kid surnamed Ping." Lu Fang was seen through his thoughts, his face changed, and he hurriedly said: "No, it's not me"

"Even if you tried to save him, there was no way. When the boy saw him, he smiled and said, "Didn't I say it, when he listens to my tunes, he will naturally have a fantasy with him, if it is not rescued by the master of the Yuan Shen, he will not be able to sober up by himself." ”

"What if there is no one to save them? ”

"If there is no one to save them, there will be no pain, at most in a few moments or three, and the soul will be scattered and die silently. ”

"Seniors"

Lu Fang turned around, forgot to look at the ordinary, and sighed: "Is it too much for you to do this?" ”

"I'm excessive. ”

The boy looked up to the sky and smiled, and said: "Boy, what do you know, every magic weapon in this world has a spiritual surname, once the spiritual consciousness is born, it will have a consciousness like a real person, not only can you resist the enemy in case of danger, but also can cultivate yourself, improve your own power, you might as well think about it, the magic weapon is not as fond of freedom as people, the world is hard to cultivate, not to pursue infinite power, but to transcend life and death, free in the Three Realms and Six Paths, in this case, why should the magic weapon follow the master, never be liberated." When Lu Fang heard this, he was speechless,

"So I said, you don't have to think in vain," the boy sneered, and said, "Anyway, after three days, they will collect the formation map, and then you and this boy surnamed Wang will go back unharmed, wouldn't it be good? Lu Fang silently did not answer,

In the silence, only the boy's voice said, "You beg me to give you a chance, and I have given it, but you can't grasp it, and you can't blame me. With that, the boy slowly turned around and disappeared into the endless void,

~~~

At this time—

On the ordinary body, a faint light suddenly appeared, like an extinguished oil lamp, and the fire was lit again.

"Huh. ”

Seeing this, Lu Fang couldn't help but exclaim, hurriedly stepped forward, lifted the ordinary, wiped his forehead, and felt hot for a while, cold for a while, as if he was having a high fever,

"This kid isn't dead. ”

Lu Fang said secretly, hurriedly stretched out his hand on the top of the ordinary head, and poured himself into it, who knew that the mana entered the body, and the ordinary still did not make a sound, just like a dead corpse, straight and motionless, Lu Fang saw this, and couldn't help frowning, and once again used the mana, injecting it into the ordinary body,

And yet—

This time, the ordinary still didn't move,

"This, what's going on. ”

Lu Fang raised his head and looked at this young man with a dead face and a stiff body, and couldn't help but fall into deep thought,

For a long time, for a long time,

When everything was silent, the ordinary body trembled slightly, and a wisp of red tide quickly surged up on his cheeks, but it retreated just as quickly.

『三七 Chinese .〗 Hanyu pinyin "三七 Chinese" is simple and easy to remember