On Liuguang Island, on the rocks of the sea, Lin Yun has been playing the Ziyun God bamboo flute for six whole days.
He wants to braid the Five Elements, the Golden Crow, Water, Fire and Earth, and the Five Sounds of the Palace, Shang, Jiao and Zhengyu. He wants to connect Yin and Yang, the twelve laws of Huang Zhong and Da Lu, six Yin and six Yang.
He wanted to observe the sun and moon, the ebb and flow of the tide, and the various scenes corresponding to the changes in the sky over time.
The practice of the Royal Voice is many times more difficult than Lin Yun imagined, and it is far from as easy as using the flute to control a sword.
I thought that after the princes there were sages, the voice of the great emperor, the voice of the dragon, and the legendary supreme immortal voice.
When Lin Yun thought about it, he felt boundless and vast, just like the vast sea in front of him, with no boundaries in sight.
Fortunately, Lin Yun is extremely talented, and his understanding of music is no worse than that of swordsmanship.
There is also Little Bingfeng guiding her. Although she is not at a high level, the voice of the dragon is in the sky. Even if she cannot show the power of the voice of the dragon now, her level is still there, and she is more than enough to guide Lin Yunchuo.
In six days, Lin Yun's progress was so rapid that Xiao Bingfeng was speechless.
He played the purple jade sacred bamboo flute, and there were many strange phenomena on the sea around him. He did not play any music, he did not even use the sword intention, let alone the artistic conception of the sword technique.
He only relies on the sound of the flute, his own mastery of the rhythm, and his true energy and soul power to play.
Accompanied by the ups and downs of the flute sound on the sea, a vision was born. Sometimes the moonlight fell, and sometimes the sun shone. The sun and the moon alternated, the yin and the yang changed, and a long sword flew over ten miles of peach blossoms.
After the peach blossoms, the long sword pierced the air, and beneath the sea of clouds, a waterfall fell like the Milky Way.
Bang!
The sword light exploded in the sky and turned into boundless flames falling down. The flames were like burning meteorites, falling towards the vast land.
Boom!
The ground was trembling, and burning flaming meteorites turned into mountains and rivers rising from the ground.
The sun and the moon are divided into yin and yang!
Gold is the sword, wood is the peach, water is the waterfall, fire is the star, and earth is the mountain.
The sound of the flute rises and falls, the horns of the palace and merchants flex their feathers, and the yin and yang of the twelve laws of Huang Zhong and Da Lu are constantly changing.
boom!
When the sound of the flute gradually became lower, a princely power belonging to the human world suddenly bloomed from Lin Yun.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
All the strange phenomena disappeared in an instant, and a heavy water column rose from the sea. The majestic water column shot straight into the sky. Under the vibration of the flute sound, the water column continued to surge, and in the blink of an eye it had reached a height of thousands of feet.
A terrifying scene appeared. These water columns changed with the sound of the flute, and soon transformed into water dragons, spinning around Lin Yun.
This is the voice of the prince!
"Although it lacks a little variety, I mastered the voice of the princes in just six days. My talent is truly terrifying."
Xiao Bingfeng frowned and muttered, but then she laughed again. In the final analysis, it was my teachings that were better.
That's right, it's all my fault.
Wow!
Lin Yun put down his roar, and those water dragons immediately turned into heavy rain and poured down.
Done!
Lin Yun couldn't hide the joy in his eyes. If the prince's voice is calculated according to the will of martial arts, it is roughly equivalent to the sword intention of Tongtian.
The voice of the prince coupled with the perfect sword intention to reach the sky, what kind of terrifying power will burst out, Lin Yun's heart is pounding and he is crazy
Jumping endlessly.
Lin Yun suddenly staggered, staggered and almost fell.
After six consecutive days of meditating on the Voice of the Prince, I consumed too much energy, and endless fatigue surged over me.
Lin Yun took a deep breath, sat cross-legged, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.
I slept very soundly, and my breathing became quite heavy. I slept until the sun set, and then slept until the sun rose from the sea.
For a whole day and night, when he opened his eyes again, the look in his eyes was shining brightly and he was full of energy.
His energy and spirit reached an unprecedented peak.
Lin Yun stood up and faced the rising sun, stretched with all his strength, and then yawned.
Comfortable!
"Hmph, you snored when you were sleeping last night." Xiao Bingfeng came over with the thief cat in her arms and said with a smile.
Is there any?
Lin Yun smiled awkwardly, looked at Chaoyang, squinted and said, "The moon should be beautiful tonight."
"It's not dark yet?"
Xiao Bingfeng curled her lips and said.
Lin Yun withdrew his gaze, looked at Xiao Bingfeng and said, "Emperor Tutian, whether we can leave the Cangxuan Demon Realm tonight depends on you."
"Don't worry, even if there are only a few divine marks on this emperor, it is not something a mortal can stop." Xiao Bingfeng said domineeringly.
Killing the Ben Lei Demonic Sword is simple, the key is whether you can leave the Demon Realm.
Silver Moon Mask alone is not enough. Although the Emperor card is not very reliable, it is better than nothing.
"Let's go!"
Lin Yun took a deep breath and looked in the direction of the Demon Realm.
Two people and one cat walked on the waves, facing the rising sun, and headed towards the Cangxuan Demonic Realm, which frightened the disciples of the sect.
…
The Demon Realm is shrouded in a layer of light gray fog all year round. There is no light during the day and it is always dark. On the contrary, at night, the moonlight shines through the gray fog containing evil spirits, shining a hazy light.
Night is when the Demon Realm becomes truly lively.
The bright moon is full tonight, shrouding the entire Cangxuan Demon Realm under the bright moonlight, and the air is filled with a hazy and strange light and mist.
When you look up, you will find that the bright moon is extremely huge, and it is much closer than when you look outside the Demon Realm.
The sun couldn't shine in, but the moonlight was so bright, and it was incredibly beautiful through the mist.
Lin Yun was walking alone. The little thieving cat and Emperor Tutian were not beside him. From time to time, eyes glanced at him. However, he did not show any abnormality. The evil cultivators here did not seem to have any interest in the disciples of the sect who appeared in the Demon Realm.
Feeling very strange.
The Demon Realm is like a city without borders, except that the air is filled with evil spirits and the environment is a bit weird.
It’s not much different from other places, the main difference is the people.
Most of the people gathered here are evil cultivators and disciples of demonic sects. Occasionally, there are disciples of sects walking among them, but they are careful not to wait too long.
"It's a little different from what I thought."
Lin Yun whispered to himself, and then walked into a restaurant.
There was a lot of noise in the restaurant, with various evil cultivators drinking wine and chatting loudly. Even while chatting, some people started to fight, and the store owner was not surprised.
A person died at Lin Yun's feet, and a waiter immediately came to clean up.
"Brother, raise your feet." The waiter smiled from Lin Yun,
The body was then moved away, and the blood stains on the ground were quickly cleaned up.
The guests at other tables were not surprised and continued to drink and chat.
Most of them were talking about the same thing. Tianxing Pavilion was going to auction a holy weapon tonight, which caused a huge conflict in the entire Cangxuan Demon Realm.
"Hehe, this Thunder Demonic Sword is so powerful, it even snatched away the holy soldiers!"
"This guy is very high-profile every time he makes a move, and he actually caught a big fish. I'm envious!"
"What's there to envy? This Thunder Demonic Sword almost died in the hands of the Burying Young Master. He ran to the Demon Realm with a sigh of relief to save his life. He was hiding in Tianxing Pavilion and didn't dare to come out at all!"
When it came to burying the playboy, the atmosphere in the restaurant became obviously heated, and a group of evil cultivators began to curse.
"This bastard came out of nowhere. He was like a mad dog. In one month, dozens of people died at his hands. This time, the Thunder Demon Sword almost killed him."
"That's all I have. It's so powerful. Just go to Tianxing Pavilion and kill people!"
…
Lin Yun held the wine glass and remained silent.
I didn’t expect to find out the whereabouts of the Thunder Demon Sword so easily, but Tianxing Pavilion seems to be hard to mess with.
"It is said that the direct disciples of the four sects of Cangxuan Mansion are here, and the silver spear to be auctioned is the holy weapon King Gou of Chu Tianhao in the Xuanwang Palace!"
"It is rare for the Thunder Demon Sword to suffer such a serious injury. Almost all the four sects have a grudge against him and will not let this opportunity go easily."
"Hehe, but these people are probably going to be disappointed. No one in Cangxuan Demon Realm dares to take action in Tianxing Pavilion. Chu Tianhao doesn't dare, and neither does Ye Ziling..."
"No one can kill the people Tianxing Pavilion wants to protect!"
The buzz around them continued unabated, and they were very excited about the auction that was going to be held tonight.
Holy weapons are rare to begin with, and the auction of holy weapons is even rarer, not to mention that this is the holy weapon that Chu Tianhao, the chief of Xuanwang Palace, personally inherited.
If it involves the burial of a playboy, then this auction will undoubtedly be more interesting.
Lin Yun drank the wine in the glass, put the glass down, and left slowly.
The news came without any effort, and the matter was much bigger than expected. No wonder the evil cultivators in the Demon Realm were not surprised by him. I am afraid that many disciples of the four sects came here these days.
Half an hour later.
Lin Yun and Xiao Bingfeng met and told each other the information they had found.
"Tianxing Pavilion is so scary..." Xiao Bingfeng said seriously: "That's right, he is so seriously injured, he must find an absolutely safe place to hide. I advise you to give up."
"How can it be so easy to give up? That old guy from Fuyun Sword Sect won't show mercy to me. I must get more than a hundred drops of True Dragon Holy Liquid!"
Lin Yun looked calm and said in an understated tone. It was about the gathering of seven flowers, and he could not give up.
Tonight, Ben Lei Demon Sword must die.
Only he knows whether he is so calm on the surface.
"The moon is so round tonight! Now that the spiritual formation is set up, Emperor... just stay here."
Lin Yun put the Silver Moon Mask on his face, and his head of green hair instantly turned into a silver waterfall, and the hair strands fluttered in the wind, blooming with a shimmer.
Whoosh!
He rose into the sky and disappeared in the blink of an eye. Xiao Bingfeng quickly raised her head and looked into the distance. Under the bright and bright full moon in the vast night, she saw a figure getting smaller and smaller, and flew into the moon.
