Wang Ying sat cross-legged on the second Taoist pudding, and his voice came faintly.

Everyone looked at each other, who dared?

Even if the first one is empty, no one dares to go.

"Master Tianxuan, you are humble. You are not the first, who is the first?" Hei Ya smiled. He wanted to wait for the third Daopu. In this way, wouldn't he challenge Xia Yang?

"Of course someone will come up later." Wang Ying spoke without any explanation. Although everyone was confused, they did not dare to talk too much.

"Master Tianxuan, if you do this, I can only sit in the third place, but I am really curious. Who will sit in the first place?"

Xia Yang shook his head and sat down easily.

"Since you have already taken the seat, let's start challenging it. Of course, it doesn't matter if you want to sit in this first Tao Pu."

Soon, someone challenged.

After all, in addition to the nine people on this puddle, there was another half of them, especially the latter, who had accepted several challenges.

But Chu Yi was not in a hurry. He was strolling while calculating the rules here. Although he was not deeply involved in calligraphy and painting, it was not difficult to find flaws and help these women's soldiers escape from this world.

At this time, the rankings are constantly changing.

"Sure enough, we are still the people from the Jiuzhou Continent. The second place, third place, sixth place, seventh place, and ninth place are all our people now."

"But this year, there are three people in Tianchen Continent, which is quite strong."

"Black Crow, Dongfang Liang and Su He."

Su He was challenged and defeated, and then challenged tenth place. Now he is still in this position, because at this moment, it is almost settled.

Everyone's eyes looked at Chu Yi and Mo Congliang. The only two of them here have never taken action.

"Why, don't you dare anymore? I know that with my own abilities, I can't get here at all." Su He smiled, with a cold aura of immortality, like a goddess.

The Xianyin Sect, tracing history, is probably as old as the Dongxu Sect. This sect hides huge trump cards. Every generation has amazing disciples, and they will never rise.

"If you are afraid, don't show up in front of us." Dongfang Liang chuckled, and he was sitting in the eighth position at this time.

The black crow was silent, but he also shook his head.

"My weapon forging sect is indeed not as good as other sects in terms of combat power." The thin-waisted woman sighed, "He is a distinguished guest of my weapon forging sect. Logically speaking, she should also help, but I don't have the ability."

The woman sighed.

"The disciples of Xianyin Sect are really arrogant..." Chu Yi smiled. He didn't have much feelings about this sect.

"Since that's the case, I'll challenge you."

He took a step forward.

Su He's eyes lit up, his contempt was even more intense, and he sat high above the Tao Pu.

"Okay, I'll see what you can do."

She held the dragon-patterned guzheng, and her slender fingers made her turn into countless immortal symbols.

"I'm so lucky to be able to listen to a song by Miss Su." A young man from the Jiuzhou continent said with a smile.

Everyone nodded.

"Are you going to have a musician?"

Chu Yi smiled, "You are a girl after all, so I'll let you do it."

He took out a low-grade jade flute from the talisman.

"You are comparing music with me?" Su He was stunned and then sneered.

"Have you learned this?"

"I've learned it." Chu Yi smiled.

"How long have you been studying?" Su He didn't believe it.

"One year." This is also what Chu Yi learned when he was trapped in a bottleneck period.

When he was in the past, the only thing that made him difficult was that he stayed from the realm of God to the Immortal Lord for a full hundred years.

For a hundred years, with his talent, he is enough to learn too much.

"Puff!"

Su He immediately laughed, and the rest of the people also looked strange.

In a year, it is difficult to even get started, let alone mastering.

"I started learning at the age of five, and only then did I gather the heart of a musician at the age of ten. After a hundred years, I entered the state of music. After another five hundred years, I reached the unity of heart and joy..."

"You are insulting my musician."

"What can I understand in just one year?"

Chu Yi chuckled and shook his head: "Because I am a genius."

"I am not insulting this path, but insulting your IQ. If you can't do it yourself, it doesn't mean others can't do it. It's like if you can't become an immortal, it doesn't mean others can't do it."

"Is there any reason for mental retardation?"

"you!"

"Zheng!"

Su He immediately waved the strings, and the explosive sound waves appeared one after another, deafening.

"Crazy Song!"

Dongfang Liang was stunned and smiled, "It seems that Miss Su is really angry. This crazy song can confuse people's hearts, and even worse, she will go directly into devils or commit suicide."

The rhythms were like the fierce dance of the devil, making the clear sky dark and gloomy in an instant.

Chu Yi's expression remained unchanged and he began to play the flute.

But his flute sounds, whimpering, intermittent, not like music, but more like noise.

Everyone laughed.

"What's this? What an ugly immortal symbol." Xue Qi and others laughed at him on the outside square.

"I guess what I heard inside is all noise!"

"It's really arrogant." Fairy Tian sneered, "A musician is profound and profound. He has learned the formation and the pharmacist. How could he still be a musician? Looking at the rhythm, you will know that this person is just filling in the numbers."

But gradually, everyone frowned.

Although Chu Yi's flute sound was too much like noise, it was actually steadily blocking Su He's attack.

"Who said that noise is not music?" Chu Yi smiled.

The musician, together with musicians, pay attention to sound rather than music, the sound of desolate sound, the sound of falling rain, the sound of thunder, the sharp, relaxed, irritable, and harsh, are all in this category.

The Xianyin Sect’s journey was just one of them.

"Zheng!"

Su He was angry and his technique became faster. The whole world seemed to be swaying. Hundreds of ghosts roared, and storms were whirling, forming endless ghost fires and rushing towards Chu Yi.

The sound of the piano became even more urgent.

Chu Yi blew it faster.

But suddenly, he frowned and saw the jade flute in his hand explode. Obviously, this quality could not withstand this level of battle.

"Oh no!" Du Junfeng thought to himself that it was not good.

Several people were also waiting to see Chu Yi's joke.

But he saw him sitting cross-legged on the ground, as if there was a guzheng in front of him.

"Just, if you don't have an instrument, how to play it, it's better to have another method to duel with me, otherwise I won't win."

Chu Yi ignored it, his fingers fluctuated towards the void.

Buzz!

The whole world seemed to have become quiet.

The crazy song that is generally present seemed to have become a good baby in an instant, and was completely comforted.

"How is that possible!"

Just a sound made Su He stunned.

Outside, Fairy Tian stood up in horror and could no longer sit still, with a deep shock in her eyes.

The earth is the Guzheng road and the strings!

"Play the piano in the air." The Sect Master Kong You looked solemn, and even his level was full of surprises.

The tenth level of the Nascent Soul is, compared to the seventh level of the Nascent Soul Soul, I don’t know how much stronger it is. He is already an old antique-like existence in this domain.

"What a young man, what a genius, is he proficient in this musician?"

Master Yunyu was shocked: "The pharmacist, formation, musician... is he going to travel all the way in the fairy world?"
To be continued...