106. Forty-three, the sound of the cultivation of respect for the first part
Elder Hei and a few others have their own identity symbols in the door, and they are not afraid of being trapped.
After triggering, the formation immediately opens, triggering a change in the magic method.
The sky light is deflected, and the dense fog rolls and moves, depending on the terrain, location, angle, and hour...... And so on ingenious, the mysterious qi machine traction, complementing each other, naturally, staggered a long and narrow channel.
Such a magical display made Xiao Yu extremely curious, and he concentrated on the sound and slowly comprehended.
A few people followed the passage and slowly entered.
Along the way, Xiao Yu's gaze hidden behind the black veil kept patrolling the surroundings, because in addition to sound perception, in his eyes, he could also really see that countless fluctuating strings were invisibly intertwined and separated from each other.
This is a very mysterious power, a kind of use that he can be sure of is very different from the few people who have been in contact with the music cultivators before.
As for the mystery of the formation, it is similar and different from the sound, because it is not the deity, there is no relevant memory, Xiao Yu only sighs with feelings, and there is no way to compare.
Although there are formations to protect each other, there are still sentry posts stationed secretly in the corners of the open space and special locations. Although I don't know how many of them are, some of the monks who are close to the left have all fallen into Xiao Yu's perception.
Judging from Xiao Yu's eyesight, their strength is not much better than Bai Yunchang and Hui Qizhi who led the way in front.
Seeing a few people entering, the sentry seemed to be alarmed, passed some information, and went to the depths. Of course, Xiao Yu didn't care, just followed the two of them, moving briskly, all the way.
After walking for a while, a palace of considerable scale appeared in front of me.
At this moment, suddenly a delicate and graceful figure came out from within.
"Master, are you back?"
As the words came, a delicate girl appeared. The first impression is that her hair is extremely long, hanging down to the thighs. Looking at it at both eyes, the corners of her eyes were gloomy and sad, as if she was born with a sense of pity.
"It's Senior Sister Yiyi!" Bai Yuntian and Hui Qizhi, who were in front, immediately stepped forward to greet them.
"Two senior brothers, okay!" The woman immediately stopped, gave a simple salute to the two of them, and then ran over and said to Elder Hei, "Master, you're back!"
"Oh, Yiyi......" Elder Hei said silently, nodding his head, "I'm back." ”
Yiyi couldn't see anything unusual, but the corners of her mouth turned up, obviously a little happy, and turned around to stay with him.
The few people didn't have much to talk to, and they directly entered the main hall in front of them.
After entering the open palace door, Xiao Yu realized that there were still special mysteries inside the palace.
The dense fog outside is born from the formation of the Protector faction, and it will not flow inside the palace gate, but there are still light clouds, from the foundation stone, it rises quietly, lingers in the lower part of the hall, fluttering slowly, it seems that the fairy spirit is misty, and the magic is wonderful.
The front hall, from the outside, does not feel how, but once inside, the area is very large, like an empty square.
The whole palace is supported by several huge stone pillars, carved with colorful clouds, flowers and birds, auspicious birds and beasts, all kinds of exquisite and exquisite.
Now, as soon as a few people entered it, they found that around the main hall, many monks had gathered and stood in several groups.
Elder Black looked into the depths in front of him, and the hall was enshrined, which were the nine ancient Immortal Emperor Law Appearances, or Immortal Wind Dao bones, or majestic faces, or kind eyebrows, or idle and lazy, and so on.
Under the law phase, the tribute incense burner is prepared, and at this moment it is already nine pillars of incense, and the smoke is curling up.
Not far before the incense case, there were ten people in the main seat, but now it was almost full, and the vacant seats were obviously reserved for Elder Hei to take a seat.
However, in the hall that should have been solemn and respectful, at the moment, it was filled with the movement of the Dharma Fight, as well as the voices of the disciples talking in a low voice.
Hearing this, Elder Hei heard the prestige, and in the corner of the side of the main hall, behind a huge stone pillar, there was a short and fat monk who was unkempt, wearing a golden hoop, casting spells and fighting with people.
I saw the monk walking around the field. At the same time, the right hand is extremely fast, constantly waving in the air, drawing tricks, outlining cyan rune clouds, and the left hand immediately follows, bounces forward, and the formed rune clouds will "sizzle" and fly down into the field, joining the already billowing green smoke in the air mass.
Bai Yunchang and Hui Qizhi didn't dare to delay more, they had already been cautious, returned to the group of disciples next to them, and stood obediently.
And when Elder Black looked at the clearing field, the people who were besieged by the cyan air mass suddenly stopped.
This is interesting, I met him again - that "Xuanming Sect" Yin Cultivation disciple, Xia Chen who asked for directions everywhere.
I saw him playing the purple bamboo cave flute in his mouth, dancing his solo method to stimulate the sound and sound, while rushing left and right, as if trying his best to escape from the air mass barrier.
Although I saw that Xia Chen was playing non-stop, the sound of the flute in the hall was silent, and there was no rhythm echo at all.
This is also a more common method for low-level sound cultivators to compete with each other, and it seems that for the disciples who try the Fa, local monks, they have found a special method.
Elder Hei took a few steps forward and walked to the center, but instead of taking a seat in front of him, he first laughed strangely and shouted, "Altar masters, why didn't you notify you, so you will carry out the return ceremony in advance?
His voice not only immediately alarmed the main seat in the hall, but they all stood up to greet him, and even the monk who was fighting in the field also slowed down.
Obviously, Elder Black's status in the "Ninety-Nine Gates" is extraordinary.
I saw a scholar wearing a blue scribe's scarf and a silk robe, white and clean, with weak writing, like a teacher, who came first.
After smiling gently at Elder Hei, the monk said in a deep voice: "Elder Hei may not know that there are some inexplicable changes in the outside world now, and it is inevitable that the door will be arranged in advance-I didn't expect it, but it happened to lead to a nameless casual cultivator, and I came to the door to spy on ......."
"I see. Elder Hei nodded, suddenly turned his head, looked at the scene of the Dharma Fight, and said, "I look at the master of the literary world, and I am also tired of fighting, so it is better to replace me with ......."
Before the words fell, he disappeared in place, and in the blink of an eye, he threw himself directly into the field over there, in front of the cyan air mass.
The flying figure was so fast that everyone in the hall was caught off guard and did not react. And the literary master who was casting spells on his own in the field, his face changed suddenly, and the magic tricks in his hands were hurriedly withdrawn to prevent accidental injury.
Seeing Elder Hei, after a slight pause, like a black shadow of the wind, he gently cut straight into the extremely fine gap of the air mass, and the movements were smooth and natural, as if facing the avenue and opening the door into the room.
Seeing that he broke through the main rune spirit method of the literary world, it was so easy and so fast, and the important people in the hall were all surprised.
At the same time, in the air mass, a loud flute sound suddenly rushed out, echoing in the hall, and countless immortal qi churned, as if in response.