Without the threat of the demon crocodile, the group walked on the ice. In less than a stick of incense, they crossed the entire Crocodile God Lake and reached the other end of the canyon.
This canyon is separated by Crocodile God Lake in the middle, but at this end, there is a different scenery, which makes people feel like a village with dark flowers and bright flowers.
In this section, there are no towering trees in the canyon that block the sky and the sun, and the scenery becomes exquisite and pleasant. The most surprising thing is that there is actually a winding stone road in the canyon.
The stone road is not carved by manpower. Judging from its shape, it should be natural and amazingly crafted.
There is a river ditch on the roadside, with clear water flowing slowly. The edge of the ditch is covered with crisp young grass, and the branches and flowers of unknown shrubs shine in it. The edge of the ditch is dotted with weeping willows, decorating the slightly empty canyon with lush branches and leaves.
What's amazing is that in the canyon, there is actually an old ox gently swaying its tail, looking carefree and leisurely.
The stone road is surrounded by beautiful flowers. People are walking along it. They close their eyes slightly, as if they have entered another world. They slowly close their eyes. The world is like a dream. It has been uneven after several ups and downs. Now it has become smoke and clouds, and love has become empty.
It's like waving the wind behind your sleeves, a faint wisp of fragrance, floating in a deep old dream, the prosperity is gone, the whole body is peaceful in the wind, there is no wind or rain when I look back...
Everyone was immersed in the warm beauty and couldn't extricate themselves, and the old days were passing by bit by bit.
Suddenly, Zhao Yuan was keenly aware of the hint of killing in Xiang He. He listened carefully, and his quiet eyes were filled with surprise.
The water in the river gurgled and flowed. Zhao Yuan suddenly opened his eyes. There was vague and ethereal music in the distance. Hearing the unique music rhythm in the silent night was like listening to the rain under the bamboo eaves in the south of the Yangtze River. Even his thoughts were moist.
Moisturized, it instantly felt like a vast plain with flat rivers and wind and clouds rushing around.
"Someone!"
Zhao Yuan's mind was shaken, and he suddenly pulled out the ice-fire magic sword, and his body exuded murderous aura.
"Where is there anyone?"
"Where are the people?"
"..."
Long Zifei and a group of cultivators woke up one after another, pulled out their weapons, and looked around in panic, but no one could be seen.
What is surprising is that the melodious and sweet music suddenly disappeared.
Did I hear it wrong?
This time, not only Long Zifei and the others looked puzzled, but Zhao Yuan also looked surprised. Just now, he clearly heard the sound of music, but suddenly, the melodious music disappeared out of thin air, as if it had never happened before.
Appear.
Zhao Yuan was sure that there was music just now, because the expressions of Long Zifei's group of people also confirmed it.
"Oops, we fell into the ancient formation." Long Zifei was suddenly shocked.
"ah……"
Everyone suddenly panicked and looked around, only to find that their path had been blocked by overgrown vines. The stone path had also disappeared out of thin air. The Crocodile God Lake that could be seen at a glance also suddenly disappeared.
.
All around, there are beautiful flowers and weeping willows in silence.
The environment is peaceful and heart-stopping.
Quiet!
Breathtaking silence.
Where is that old scalper?
Everyone looked for the old scalper, but they could not find the old scalper munching grass leisurely.
The originally towering cliffs on both sides were no longer visible. As far as the eye could see, beyond the greenery, there were flowers decorated with various colors.
The moment the greenery came into view, people were intoxicated again.
Suddenly, the music started again.
The intoxicating breeze blew, and countless bright changes suddenly appeared in the air. The oscillating vibrations changed in a blink of an eye, playing the overture of Qingyue, the lotus roots were broken and connected, like a strand, like weeping, complaining, resenting, admiring, and lamenting.
The spring breeze gently relieved the heavy pressure that was rolling in.
Just when the soft music became ethereal, the wind and clouds changed in an instant, like a heavy rain, the wind roared, and the grass and trees were all in disarray. It was also like an upside-down river rushing in, ecstatic and noisy, dripping with joy and majestic momentum.
In a trance, countless transparent invisible threads pierced the Youyang sky from the strings...
…
"Brother Zhao, we entered the Demonic Sound Valley by mistake." Long Zifei said with a sad face.
"Magic Sound Valley?" Zhao Yuan was shocked. Just hearing this name, he knew it was not simple.
"I don't know. I just heard from the elders of the sect that many years ago, a woman named Moyin died in the wilderness area and transformed into the Demonyin Valley. As long as there is wind, she will produce sweet music that enchants the mind...
When Zhao Yuan heard the name Moyin, he always felt that it sounded familiar. He murmured to himself, racking his brains to recall the information about Moyin in his brain.
Zhao Yuan's understanding of mythical characters, in addition to Zhanyun Continent, is more about mythical stories from the earth.
I don’t know whether it’s because of the main battlefield or other reasons. The number of mythical characters on Earth is many times larger than that on Zhanyun Continent. Moreover, there are more religious sects and they are clearly differentiated. Zhao Yuan firmly believes that Earth should be human beings.
The birthplace of gods and gods is also the birthplace of religious belief. Because of this idea, whenever he encounters some unknown gods, Zhao Yuan often associates them with their identities through some myths and stories of the earth.
However, there are thousands of mythological stories on the earth, which can be called a huge amount. The figures called gods are not much less than humans. Zhao Yuan has not been on the earth for a long time, and his understanding is extremely limited, especially about Western mythology.
, mythological stories such as Greek mythology, are even more at a loss, and are almost ignorant of the gods of the Indian continent.
Fortunately, this magic sound is still in the mythical character Zhao Yuan once knew.
After racking his brains to recall, Zhao Yuan vaguely remembered the mythical character Teng Snake.
According to earth legends, after Pangu created the world, Nuwa was lonely, so she made humans out of clay, and at the same time, she made things with human heads and snake bodies in her own image as pets, namely a white snake, a female, and a tan snake, a male. After that, Nuwa mended the sky.
, because there were not enough five-colored stones, he used his body to mend the sky, and the white worms and tan snakes followed him.
There are also legends inferring that Bai Jin and Tan Snake had a daughter, with the head of a human and the body of a snake, who is the well-known protagonist Bai Suzhen in "The Legend of White Snake".
Teng She also has a clone, which is considered to be Demonic Sound.
If this canyon was transformed by Soaring Snake, it would definitely be a dangerous place. After all, the other party was a disciple of the famous Nuwa...
There are many legends about Demonic Sound, and even the gender is constantly changing. However, no matter whether those legends are true or false, it is unanimously agreed that Teng She is Demonic Sound, and Demonic Sound is Soaring Snake.
Everyone didn't know how to deal with it, so they could only cover their ears and move forward along the stone road ahead.
At this time, the peaceful beauty became hidden with murderous intent, and people were cautious every step they took, walking on thin ice.
What is incredible is that the sound can still be heard clearly even if you cover your ears. The most frightening thing is that the sounds of the music that everyone listens to seem to be different. Some are graceful and melodious, some are rhythmic and sonorous, and some are sonorous.
True power permeates the air, and thousands of horses gallop forward.
In addition to the changing music, people found that as soon as they looked back, the stone road they were walking on disappeared without a trace, replaced by a sea of brilliant flowers and green weeping willows.
In Zhao Yuan's ears, the sound of thunderous war drums was heard, accompanied by the phantom of thousands of troops fighting.
Everyone discovered that Zhao Yuan's eyes seemed to be spitting out flames, his long hair soared into the sky, and the ice-fire magic sword in his hand was constantly changing, filled with murderous intent...