Facing the python flying down, Liu Wuxie remained indifferent and aimed the two divine bows at the two of them at the same time.
The blood-drinking knife was raised and danced extremely regularly, releasing faint ripples and causing a resonance in the air.
"Take heaven and earth as music, and stars as law."
The face of the old man who bit off his little finger changed with shock, and his pupils revealed a look of fear.
He turns his soul into music and his body into music. This is the inferior way.
Only now did he know what kind of monster he was facing, a person who could use the laws of heaven and earth to shape the rhythm of music.
The beating musical notes floated in the air and penetrated into the depths of the divine bow.
Musical symbols are also a type of talismans. Unlike other talismans, they do not have strong offensive properties, but they can increase the power of the music.
Utensils have utensil patterns, pills have pill patterns, and the same goes for musical rhythms, which have their own musical symbols.
The python that jumped down could not withstand the crushing force of the divine bow, and a large number of cracks appeared in its body.
Liu Wuxie wanted to fight quickly and didn't want to drag them on any longer.
The monks around him were completely sluggish, and they couldn't understand Liu Wuxie's operations.
Deep in the underground boxing ring, a circular room is built so that the entire underground boxing ring can be clearly seen.
There were several old men sitting inside, all in the Yuanxian realm, and their cultivation levels were extremely terrifying.
The two elders of Yin and Yang are just ordinary characters in the underground boxing ring and cannot be considered high-level.
"This kid is not simple, he can actually understand the music of heaven and earth."
An old Yuanxian man spoke.
"Should we kill him?"
Once Liu Wuxie successfully breaks through, the underground boxing ring will suffer heavy losses.
Even if Liu Wuxie dies here, the losses in the underground boxing field cannot be made up for.
"Don't touch him for now. He is the instructor of Qingyan Dojo and Ye Linghan's assistant. If he kills him, Ye Linghan will definitely anger us in the underground boxing ring. Although we are not afraid, his father Ye Guhai is a person."
An old man with white hair spoke.
The underground boxing ring belongs to Donghuang Pavilion. Logically speaking, they are not afraid of Ye Guhai, but there is no need for conflict.
Although Liu Wuxie caused great losses to the underground boxing ring, through the ten battles just now, the underground boxing ring also made a lot of money.
There are more than 10,000 monks, and more than 80% of them will win if they buy an underground boxing ring. Who would have thought of such a result.
The boxer died and the immortal stone was won, so the underground boxing ring did not suffer a loss.
In just a few hours, the underground boxing ring investigation revealed everything about Liu Wuxie and Ye Linghan.
"If the master of the pavilion pursues the case, we cannot afford it. We have never been provoked in the boxing ring."
No matter what, Liu Wuxie's killing of the boxer will definitely have a certain impact on the reputation of the underground boxing ring.
"If we don't kill him for the time being, it doesn't mean that this matter is over. Try to avoid Ye Guhai as much as possible and get rid of this person."
There was a hint of coldness in the eyes of the white-haired old man.
Killing Liu Wuxie in front of everyone, firstly, it would have a bad reputation, and secondly, Ye Linghan would also interfere.
The best way is to avoid Ye Linghan and then deal with Liu Wuxie.
The divine bow is full of strings, like a crescent moon.
"Boohoo!"
Two bone arrows shot out, and a burst of explosions filled the air.
Bone arrows are invisible substances that are transformed by soul power, but they really exist.
Liu Wuxie incorporated some of the soul-forging techniques into bone arrows, giving him the ability to penetrate the soul sea.
One old and one young, their soul power has been consumed seven or eighty-eight, and their nameless mourning is coming to an end.
When the last tune ended, the bone arrows followed their eyebrows, penetrated into their souls, and disappeared without a trace.
Time seemed to stand still at this moment.
Those around the cage held their breath to avoid interrupting the peaceful moment.
Liu Wuxie sat helplessly on the ground, with not much of the Taihuang Immortal Qi left in her body.
This last battle is the most difficult.
More than 10,000 immortal stones were thrown into the Heaven-Swallowing Divine Cauldron by him, turning into endless liquid and pouring into the wild world.
In order to avoid danger, Liu Wuxie must keep the immortal energy full at all times.
After being watered by the spiritual liquid, the immortal energy in Taihuang World was restored to about 70%.
Then he stood up. Apart from his face being a little pale, his body was fine.
"Great tune!"
The young man struggled to say three words, and his body fell to the sky, shriveled up little by little, and turned into a piece of human skin.
"With a heartbroken song, I can't find a close friend anywhere in the world. I didn't expect that I would still meet a close friend when I was dying. Although I died without regrets, I gave this guqin to my little friend."
There was no trace of fear on the old man's face due to the arrival of death. Instead, he showed a trace of relief and a trace of joy.
Being able to hear such extraterrestrial sounds and comprehend a higher realm of musical instruments at the moment of his death greatly sublimated his soul.
After saying that, he threw the six-stringed guqin in his hand to Liu Wuxie, hoping that he would not bury the guqin.
Liu Wuxie reached out and took the guqin. The blood stains on it had long since disappeared and were completely absorbed by the body of the guqin.
"Tian Jue Qin!"
Seeing the three characters carved on the body of the piano, Liu Wuxie had a look of shock on his face.
The old man is not dead yet, his soul sea has been pierced by bone arrows, and he can only live for a dozen breaths at most.
Unexpectedly, the long-lost Tianjue Qin fell into the hands of Little True Fairyland, which shocked Liu Wuxie for a moment.
Tian Jue Qin is not some heaven-defying artifact, but the person who built it back then was Old Man Tian Jue. His cultivation level was extremely high and he had reached the Immortal Realm.
The body of the piano is made of rare immortal wood. This kind of tree is extremely rare. There are not even one or two trees in the entire fairy world.
It's really a luxury to use him to make the piano body.
The body of this instrument alone is of immeasurable value, and it was made by an immortal.
"You actually know your ancestors!"
This time it was the old man's turn to show a look of astonishment. This Tian Jue Qin was indeed refined by his ancestor, Old Man Tian Jue.
With the disappearance of old man Tian Jue, this piano has been passed down to future generations.
It's a pity that each generation is not as good as the last, and Tianjueqin has not been able to regain its glory.
Mentioning his ancestors, the old man showed a look of guilt on his face.
"Heaven is ruthless and eternal life lasts forever!"
Liu Wuxie gently stroked the Tian Jue Qin.
For qintao lovers, this is a flawless guqin.
There are no flaws, and every musical note is exquisitely carved.
Old man Tian Jue put a lot of thought into building this guqin. His pursuit of the art of playing the guqin makes him the first person to do so.
"I'll send you off on your last journey with a song of immortality!"
Liu Wuxie sat down, put the Tianjue Qin on his lap, and played it gently.
The song of longevity, hoping for longevity, how many people can seek the way to longevity.
The song is long and lingering, like the sea singing, like the birds singing, like the trees swaying, like the white clouds...
The monks standing around the cage entered an inexplicable state. Some cried bitterly, some shed tears, some laughed, and some were sad.
Two tears fell down the corners of Ye Linghan's eyes as she thought of her mother.
Even the few old men sitting in the circular room looked horrified at this moment.
The song of longevity does not have offensive power, but it can lead people to be good and cleanse some dark energy in the human body.
Those who cry bitterly will cry when they realize the dark side of their hearts.
The old man standing opposite had a smile on his face, and his body slowly fell down. He did not have any regrets before he died.
When the last tune fell, Liu Wuxie slowly let out a breath of turbid air. He didn't expect that Tian Jueqin could evolve his own soul, which surprised Liu Wuxie.
When you have nothing to do in the future, you can play the piano more to help your soul evolve.
A nice piece of music can change a person's soul.
With a gesture of his hand, Liu Wuxie put the old man's body away without refining it, waiting to find a quiet place to bury it.
The Tian Jue Qin was put into the storage ring by Liu Wuxie. The world only knew that the Tian Jue Qin was created by the old man Tian Jue, but they did not know that the old man Tian Jue had devoted his whole life to this Tian Jue Qin.
There must be a big secret hidden inside the piano body. There are too many people here, and Liu Wuxie has no time to check.
Old Man Tian Jue is not only an expert in piano skills, but most importantly, he is also a master of swordsmanship.
"Can I take them away?"
The iron gate on the opposite side did not open further, which meant that Liu Wuxie successfully broke through and was able to win the ten battles.
The Yin and Yang elders did not speak, which was equivalent to acquiescence.
The iron door on the side close to Liu Wuxie opened, and Liu Wuxie slowly left from inside.
Ye Linghan quickly approached to avoid a sneak attack by others.
Diao Jiuzhi and Liang Han cried with joy, holding Liu Wuxie's arms with expressions of gratitude on their faces.
Without Liu Wuxie tonight, all three of them would die here.
"Don't talk, let's go back!"
Liu Wuxie interrupted them, quickly passed through the flow of people, and returned to the ground along the stone steps.
At this moment, a trace of fish belly white has appeared in the east, and before you know it, a night has passed.
The underground boxing ring was still very lively, and many people were still talking about the ten fights just now.
Especially the last longevity song by Liu Wuxie makes people forget to leave.
Back on the street, Liu Wuxie quickened her pace and passed by the corner.
"Wow!"
A mouthful of blood spit out from Liu Wuxie's mouth.
In the last battle, although he killed them, Liu Wuxie also paid a certain price. His soul sea suffered a slight impact.
It's not very serious. It would be nice if there was a pill to repair the soul.
"The Nameless Sorrow is really powerful."
After spitting out the dirty blood, Liu Wuxie's face looked much better.
"Wuxie, how are you?"
With an anxious look on his face, Ye Linghan quickly checked Liu Wuxie's body and found that his body was fine and even the wounds on his back had recovered as before.
"I'm fine, it's just that my soul has suffered some impact. I need to buy a soul-healing pill."
Liu Wuxie told them not to worry, as long as they didn't use too powerful soul power, it wouldn't have any impact.
"The soul-healing pill is a fourth-grade elixir, which is rare on the market."
Although Ye Linghan is not an alchemist, he has learned a lot of alchemy knowledge since he was a child. This soul-healing pill is a fourth-grade elixir, comparable to the spirit fairy realm. There are only a few in the entire Qingyan Dojo that can refine it.
Moreover, the recipe for Soul-Rejuvenating Pill has long since disappeared. Even if there is an alchemist willing to refine it, without the recipe, it is difficult for a clever woman to cook without rice.
Although the Soul-Healing Pill is a fourth-grade elixir and is more complicated to refine than a fifth-grade elixir, its effect is only to heal the soul.
Many alchemists have long been unwilling to refine this kind of elixir.
The medicine has a single effect, the refining is complex, and the recipe has been lost. No wonder Ye Linghan has this expression.
The damage to the soul sea was not very serious. With the help of the Divine Book of Heaven, it can be fully recovered in a month.
So I'm not in a hurry. If I can't buy the soul-healing pill, I might as well refine it myself. If that doesn't work, I can only wait a month.
