Chu Li smiled, and they rushed directly into the formation.
Based on their cultivation, they should have sensed the danger and rushed in. I really don’t know what to say about them. This is just bloody nature.
Yang Ying said: "Is this the signal from Fengxian Tower?"
Chu Li nodded.
"Then why don't you go quickly?" Yang Ying said puzzledly: "Are you afraid too?"
Chu Li said: "Fengxian Tower has been prepared for a long time. If they can't get a good deal, they will just wait for good news."
"You are also a useless man!" Yang Ying snorted, opened the window, and jumped out.
Chu Li shook his head helplessly, jumped out of the Nine Star Tower with Yang Ying, and walked through the air.
The two of them drifted to Fengxian Tower and heard the sound of cong and cong.
Yang Ying frowned and said: "The sound of the piano is so weird, it's the art of killing with sound!"
Chu Li said: "You stay outside, I'll go in and take a look."
Yang Ying said hurriedly: "Aren't you afraid of the sound killing technique?"
Chu Li shook his head and floated into the building.
Ten disciples of the Blood Clothes Sect were running desperately, circling the hall in circles, with the sound of the piano pouring down like running water, leaving them with nowhere to hide.
He stepped on a special position to avoid the formation, looked up and saw Bai Feng standing behind a window waving to him, so he floated up and got into the house through the window.
There are four women in the house playing the piano with their heads lowered, Yue Ru is at the front, followed by the four women behind them, forming a semicircle facing the window, all with serious expressions.
Bai Feng stood with his arms folded and stood watching. When he saw him coming in, he pointed to the door.
The two of them came outside the house, and the sound of the piano was everywhere.
"Your formation is indeed good." Bai Feng smiled: "I originally thought it would be a hard battle, but now it seems that it is the easiest. They will die soon without any effort."
Chu Li smiled and said: "You will reap what you sow. If it hadn't been for the open-mindedness of my seniors and letting me read the formation book, I wouldn't have been able to set up this formation."
Bai Feng nodded lightly: "It is indeed a blessing to meet by chance. This time you have done the most great work. Tianluo Sect will not express it. What else do you need?"
Chu Li thought for a moment, shook his head and said with a smile: "This can be regarded as repaying the kindness of senior's protection."
"Your reward is too heavy." Bai Feng stared at him with bright eyes.
"The kindness of a drop of water should be repaid by a spring of water." Chu Li smiled.
Bai Feng nodded lightly: "That's fine."
She decided to give Chu Li a good reward.
If Fengxian Tower had not had his help, some of its disciples would have died by now, and the death of every disciple would be a wound that could not be healed.
The two returned to the house and watched from the window as ten Blood-clothed Sect disciples slowly fell to the ground downstairs.
The sound of the piano became more and more high-pitched and exciting, shocking people's soul. It stirred the Buddhas in Chu Li's mind to speed up chanting sutras, much faster than before, suppressing the throbbing of his mind and not being affected by the sound of the piano.
"Senior, I have a small request." Chu Li had a flash of inspiration, turned around and smiled.
Bai Feng said hurriedly: "Tell me."
Chu Li said: "I would like to ask the disciples of Tianluo Sect to help me practice using the sound killing technique."
"Oh——?" Bai Feng was surprised.
This was the first time she heard that the sound killing technique could actually help with cultivation.
Chu Li smiled and said, "I want to try it and see if it can work."
"Let Yueru help you." Bai Feng said.
Chu Li nodded lightly.
The sound of the piano was suddenly low, then high, then low again, rising and falling violently.
"Puff puff puff puff..." The disciples of the Blood Clothes Sect spurted blood one after another. Only two middle-aged men did not spurt blood. Their faces turned red and they reluctantly supported them.
The sound of the piano keeps changing, and the warriors and warriors enter the piano.
Illusions appeared in front of the minds of the disciples of the Blood Clothes Sect. It was as if they were on a military formation, in the middle of a melee with thousands of troops. They were injured from time to time, and were finally stabbed in the center by a spear.
"Puff puff..." From time to time, blood-clothed disciples sprayed blood arrows and fell limply to the ground, unable to move.
The Great Sun Tathagata Immovable Sutra in Chu Li's mind moved even faster, and the Great Light Sutra and the Heavenly Demon Sutra also accelerated. Lotus flowers fell one by one on the bodies and heads of the Buddha and the Heavenly Demon, subduing their bodies and strengthening them.
mind.
Chu Li discovered that at this moment, the efficiency of the Great Sun Tathagata in chanting the Immovable Sutra was three times that of usual. The sound-killing technique was indeed effective. If he could maintain such efficiency, his progress in cultivation would be further accelerated.
As the sound of the piano became more and more intense, the disciples of the Blood Clothes Sect fell down one by one. Within the formation, they were already in a state of confusion, and with the sound of the piano taking advantage of the situation, they really had no power to resist and showed no sign of authority.
In the end, two middle-aged men also fell down.
They were top masters similar to Bai Feng, but they were lying down so useless at this moment. Bai Feng couldn't help but feel a little emotional. The formation was really mysterious and powerful, but such masters still had no power to fight back.
Seeing that they were about to give up, Chu Li hurriedly said: "Keep playing, those two guys are pretending to be dead."
Bai Feng said in a deep voice: "Play for another quarter of an hour!"
"Yes." Yue Ru and the others took the order and continued playing.
"I said Miss Bai..." Zhang Junrui opened the door and came in. As soon as he spoke, he immediately entered the formation.
The scenery in front of him suddenly changed, and he suddenly felt that something was not good. He must have been trapped in the formation. When he heard the sound of the piano, he shouted in fear: "Miss Bai, stop joking!"
Bai Feng's voice sounded: "What are you doing here!"
"Of course I'm here to help!" Zhang Junrui said.
Bai Feng sneered: "Help? Are you here to add insult to injury?"
"That's absolutely not the case!" Zhang Junrui said hurriedly: "How about we stop the sound of the piano first?"
"You should also enjoy the wonderful sound of our piano." Bai Feng said coldly.
She concluded that Zhang Junrui was here to take advantage of the situation, and she would definitely not have any good intentions, otherwise she would not have sneaked over without saying hello.
He has ulterior motives! This kind of person doesn’t teach him a lesson, but he thinks he is easy to bully!
"This is a rare opportunity, so kill him!" Bai Feng snorted.
"Zheng..." Suddenly a high note sounded, and the strings of the piano became chaotic.
Bai Feng turned around and glared at Yueru.
Yueru raised her head and blushed with embarrassment. She pressed the strings and said, "Master..."
The sound of the other four girls' pianos was still there, but it was less powerful. Chu Li could clearly feel that the speed of the Tathagata Mahavatha's chanting of the Immovable Sutra had slowed down a bit.
"It's really useless, get out of the way!" Bai Feng said coldly.
She pushed Yueru away and sat in front of the xuan table. She pressed the strings with her emerald white jade hands and immediately matched the sound of the four girls.
The speed of chanting the Amitabha Sutra increased greatly, twice as fast as before. Lotus flowers came out from three mouths in dense numbers and entered his body in an endless stream. He could clearly feel the strengthening of his body and the rapid strengthening of his spirit.
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The two middle-aged men jumped up fiercely, waving their palms to attack. Their bright red palms hit the void, but they seemed to hit the wall, and muffled sounds were heard.
Seeing that the situation was not going well, Zhang Junrui hurriedly sat down and used his power to resist.
After a while, two middle-aged men suddenly fell to the ground, struggling and twisting in great pain. The sound of Bai Feng's piano became louder and louder.
Zhang Junrui's face gradually turned pale, white steam was steaming from the top of his head, his body was trembling slightly, and it was very difficult to resist.
Bai Feng's sound-killing technique is extremely advanced, and Zhang Junrui is no match for him.
Chu Li was filled with admiration. He was truly worthy of the majestic Bai Feng, and his sound-killing skills were truly unique.