Chapter 111 The turning point between life and death (3)
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In fact, the sound of this guzheng performance contains some of the mysteries of the realm above the imperial realm. If Xiao Yan listens with all his heart and feels it with his heart, he will benefit a lot and greatly shorten the time for him to realize the realm. You must know that even though he has already
He has reached the saturation level at the peak of the Imperial Realm, but for the realm of the Intentional Realm above the Imperial Realm, if he only relies on his own hard exploration, I don’t know how many long years it will take to understand life and appreciate the various ways of the world.
Touch a trace.
But now, there is a strong person who can interpret the mysteries of this realm for him. What a rare opportunity is this? But he treats it as just music to relax the nerves and entertain the body and mind. I have to say, this is too regrettable.
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The remnant soul in the guzheng obviously did not expect such a situation. After a while, he sighed deeply and said to himself that he hated the iron.
"After waiting for hundreds of thousands of years, just when I thought I had been forgotten by time, I finally waited for someone."
"It's not easy to meet each other after ten thousand years of waiting. I thought that the person who can activate the mark of my soul is a destined person, who is destined to me, and who is destined to the music, and can solve my confusion, but I didn't expect that I will be greatly disappointed.
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"Hmph, a mere late four-star Dou Emperor dares to enter the third floor of the Wenxin Palace. In my opinion, it is extremely ridiculous. He is either too stupid or stupid, or he has great wisdom. Therefore, I tested him with music.
Who would have thought that not only was this kid not touched at all, he actually regarded my music as entertainment. He is simply a bastard and stupid person, and it was a complete waste of my mood."
By the end of the soliloquy, his tone suddenly took on a hint of anger.
The tune continued, as if there wasn't much change. As soon as one tune ended, another tune started again, one tune after another. It seemed extremely pleasant, but Xiao Yan vaguely felt that there were some subtle changes in the tune.
Just when Xiao Yan frowned slightly, gradually feeling that something was wrong but unable to explain it, the eighteen strings on the guzheng vibrated faster and faster, and gradually they could no longer distinguish the sequence, and the strings swayed like a layer of mist.
Shadow, Xiao Yan only felt that the worries in his heart were getting thicker and thicker, his chest was getting more and more stuffy, and he almost felt like retching. Waves of dizziness suddenly appeared in his head, as if he was being cut by a thousand knives.
"Hey, can you still resist for a while? This kid doesn't seem to be worthless. Although he is extremely stupid, his strength is still so-so. However, he can't hold on for a while." The remaining soul in the guzheng felt slightly.
Si was surprised, but her tone remained unimpressed.
How could the cross-border sound mixed with the angry emotions of the remaining soul in the guzheng be something that Xiao Yan's soul power at the peak of the imperial realm could withstand? As expected, Xiao Yan gradually couldn't resist it, and blood began to overflow from the corners of his mouth, and every pore in his body
Blood beads oozed out from all of them. The louder the sound of the kite, the faster the blood seeped out. Within a moment, Xiao Yan's whole body felt as if he had been soaked in a pool of blood.
Xiao Yan still hasn't figured out what happened. First, a guzheng appeared inexplicably in the sea of consciousness, and it played on its own inexplicably, and then the sound gradually turned into a soul-stealing song, and everything
Everything was filled with an unknown weirdness. Xiao Yan, who couldn't figure it out, felt very unwilling. He twitched his face, gritted his teeth, and persisted with his unyielding will.
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It can be said that what is at stake now is will and time. If Xiao Yan can persist until the sound of the guzheng stops, the remaining soul in the guzheng may be less angry; if he cannot persist, he will die and everything will return to nothingness.
The melody was still playing happily, and Xiao Yan's delicate cheeks had long been distorted. He was holding on to the ground with both hands, and the blood gushing out of the seven holes flowed along his body to the ground, and then along the smooth ground to all sides.
It spreads away, and before the old blood dries, new blood covers it, spreading out a strong smell of blood.
While trying to mobilize the power of his soul to resist the pain of thousands of ants eating his heart, and at the same time thinking hard about what is going on, Xiao Yan has tried his best, his consciousness began to become blurred, and his originally straight body began to
Slowly tilted to the side.
Although the tilt is extremely slow, if it continues for a long time, he will still fall. Once his body falls, his soul will collapse.
Time is passing quickly, and Xiao Yan's body has tilted over forty-five degrees. As long as the guzheng plays another tune, Xiao Yan will probably fall to the ground.
"How can a four-star late-stage person last for so long?" Gu Zhengli's residual soul's tone finally rose and fell slightly, and a trace of thought trembled slightly, like a fine needle piercing soft cotton, penetrating into Xiao Yan without any obstruction.
In the sea of consciousness.
"It turned out to be a full soul power at the peak of the Emperor Realm. No wonder..." After a closer look, the remaining soul in Gu Zheng suddenly became surprised, "How could a little guy in the late four-star stage possess such extraordinary power?"
His soul realm, could it be that he is a genius?"
"What level was I at when I reached the peak of the Imperial Realm?" the remaining soul in the guzheng was thinking hard.
"If I remember correctly, I didn't reach it until the late six-star stage. This little guy only reached the late four-star stage? This is simply unheard of." The residual soul in Guzheng gasped, obviously shocked.
, and it took him a while to slowly regain his composure.
"However, if he is truly a genius, he must be someone with a meticulous mind and good at seizing every opportunity. How could he not have the slightest understanding or thoughtfulness about the music I played with my mind? What is going on?" Guzheng?
The remaining soul inside is puzzling.
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In fact, this is something that the remnant soul in the guzheng never expected. Using the sound of the guzheng as a realm demonstration is an almost unique case in the Dou Emperor Continent. How could it be so easily understood? What’s more, Xiao Yan has complete understanding of the realm above the emperor realm.
I can't figure it out, I don't know what the concept is, and it's not easy to suddenly understand the sound of the guzheng.
"Forget it, after waiting for hundreds of thousands of years, finally here comes such a weird little guy, let's give him a chance."
As the remaining soul in the guzheng muttered to itself, the sound of the guzheng gradually stopped, and everything immediately became calm and calm. All the pressure suddenly disappeared, as if it had never been there. The guzheng was floating quietly above the sea of consciousness.
, seems to be waiting for something.
Feeling that he had regained control over the power of the soul and the sea of consciousness, Xiao Yan ignored the joy of escaping from death and used all his strength to stuff a large amount of pills into his mouth when he was about to fall.
, then he fell loosely to the floor, gasping for air.
After a long time, when there was no movement from the guzheng, Xiao Yan patted his chest, secretly exclaimed that he was lucky, and sat upright, seizing the time to recover the fighting spirit and soul power that had been almost drained.
After a while, the night gradually thickened behind the guzheng, and thick clouds appeared in the sea of consciousness. There were signs of a storm coming, and the wind filled the building. Xiao Yan, who had recovered a little, used the power of his soul to condense into a little man staring at the sky.
Guzheng, I don’t know what its intention is.
"Don't ever do this again." Xiao Yan's face became darker and darker as the clouds darkened, and he prayed secretly in his heart.
Unfortunately, in this world, the more you fear something, the more likely it will come.
The eyes of the remnant soul in the guzheng looked through the body of the guzheng, looking at Xiao Yan's still confused expression with some complexity. A trace of contradiction flashed in his eyes: "But, putting hundreds of thousands of years of confusion on one
With the wisdom of a young Dou Emperor, is there really any hope? Or is it that time has worn out my patience and I am just seeking medical attention in a hurry?"
"The road to fighting the emperor is so long. Even though it is rare for him to reach such a state with the power of such a young soul, after all, he still doesn't have much life experience. How much human feelings can he understand, and how many joys and sorrows can he understand?" The residual character in the guzheng.
Hun suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed to himself, a little hysterically, "It's ridiculous, it's ridiculous, I finally met someone who activated my soul mark and I have such contradictory thoughts. It seems that I am really old."
"That's all, let me be confused and give this pretty good little guy a reason to convince myself to accept his explanation."
"However, I can only give him this chance again. If I am disappointed again, even if he is really a genius, I won't mind trying to kill him."
As the remnant soul in the guzheng sneered, the body of the guzheng suddenly rose up. As Xiao Yan looked up, it seemed like a small black dot faintly fused into the night clouds. The windy and rainy sound of the guzheng sounded high in the sky, in the sea of consciousness.
It stirred up a thousand-foot storm.
Xiao Yan suddenly felt as if he was struck by lightning, and a mouthful of blood spurted on the stone pillar in front of him, stirring up a blood mist.
"Damn, it's such an unreasonable disaster. Even listening to the guzheng can cause me to play a deadly song. My life is at risk this time."
At this time, Xiao Yan was almost in despair. He could no longer bear the previous Feng Yazou, let alone this indifferent voice that clearly revealed the intention of domination.
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After a clear sound, the guzheng floated in the air and stopped playing, but the pressure that spread wantonly was even more frightening.
"What a terrifying pressure. A single remnant soul can exude such a strong aura. What level was this Emperor Dou in his lifetime? He couldn't be a nine-star one, right?" Xiao Yan felt that the whole world was spinning, and what was in front of him was
Everything was turned into bright red by the blood flowing into his eyes.
But the more powerful he felt, the angrier Xiao Yan became.
"After hundreds of thousands of years of loneliness, you first treated me as a listener, so that you could feel the pain in your chest. Then you didn't feel grateful. Instead, you treated me as someone to vent your grudges against, venting your eternal hatred."
"Although I don't know where your hatred comes from, what does it have to do with me? Will the top Dou Emperor only vent his anger on his descendants and bully a low-level Dou Emperor? Is it possible that there are people like you in the Wenxin Palace who only care about you?
Is this a guy who can judge whether he can answer the question or not?"
At this time, Xiao Yan was furious. He was going to die anyway. Even if the opponent's strength was beyond his ability to resist, he still wanted to question him.
Hearing that Xiao Yan actually dared to question him like this, the anger of the residual soul that had planned to give Xiao Yan a chance rose again. With a "zheng" sound, the zheng music once again boomed into the sky, blowing up to the sky with the force of wind and residual clouds on the sea of consciousness.
Lang Tao, roared in an extremely hoarse voice
"I know you are unwilling, but compared to my eternal resentment and eternal confusion, your unwillingness is nothing."
"What does it matter? What does it matter?..."
The voice kept reverberating in the sky above the sea of consciousness, with a hint of extreme flavor, and a faint hint of Sen Han who was exhausted both mentally and physically, making Xiao Yan shiver.
What kind of knot in heart would one be willing to wait here for hundreds of thousands of years to solve the puzzle? Is it really that difficult to ask the question on the third floor of the Heart Palace? Xiao Yan started to think wildly, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became.
I kind of regret that I entered the third level recklessly.
If Xiao Yan heard the conversation between Zhen Ni and the leader of the Medicine Clan at this time, he would know that if the third floor of the Asking Heart Palace fails, the price will be extremely high. The difficulty of the problem is not necessarily greater than that of the second floor. After all, there are hundreds of people and one heart.
It's hard to judge which one is difficult and which one is easy. I think you will feel a lot more confident.
It's a pity that Xiao Yan didn't know this. He encountered this situation as soon as he stepped onto the third floor, which left a deep shadow in his heart.
There was no way out at this moment. Facing this remnant soul who was an unknown level higher than himself, he could only take a gamble and see if he could win Gu Zheng's response. Xiao Yan felt that this was his only chance. He endured it.
With a splitting brainache, he raised his head and asked: "May I ask why senior has such grudges and is so confused?"