Chapter 1065: The origin of good fortune gives shape to sound
Just talking about Ju Yunxiu's own music, his previous performance has been clear: it can restrict and weaken Zuo Qingtian to a certain extent, but it is difficult to cause real damage and can only be regarded as an auxiliary effect. And it is Zuo Qingtian who bullies him.
These new ways will be unbreakable for a while, but once Zuo Qingtian is given time, the effect will probably become worse and worse.
So it no longer makes sense for her to play by herself.
If we just talk about Qin Yi's own flute, he is useless. Essentially, he just uses this medium to release spells, and the power is very brutal. If he wants to fight against Zuo Qingtian like this, he might as well just do it.
I'm going to stab him with a stick.
But if these two people are combined, the effect will be different.
It has enough power and enough mystery, blended into one.
The sound of the piano and the flute has such an effect that I had never thought of before... I wonder what kind of situation Zuo Qingtian is in at the moment, whether he will vomit blood...
However, at this moment, Ju Yunxiu and Qin Yi's thoughts seemed to be no longer solely focused on suppressing Zuo Qingtian.
Because both of them discovered that when music entered the painting world... there was something more in the painting world.
More voices.
Moreover, the sound brought forth the harmony of the piano and the harp, the lovesickness of men and women, and the lingering affection between flowers and moonlight.
There was an extremely mysterious feeling welling up in the hearts of the two of them, which was difficult to describe in words.
Liusu and Gouzi, who were trying to spy on the women's quarrel in the distance, had a slightly surprised look on their faces.
Liusu spread his thumb and index finger, touched his chin and muttered: "This feeling... nothingness and existence, the beginning of heaven and earth, the mother of all things."
Gouzi held his chin: "... they have the same origin but different names, and the same name is Xuan."
The two looked at each other.
The most powerful Taiqing in ancient times, a soul that lives in symbiosis with all living things.
Feel the same...
In the distance on the other side, Minghe whispered to himself: "...mysterious and mysterious, the door to all mysteries."
This one...the spirit of creation of heaven and earth, the incarnation of Styx, the lord of one realm.
Feel the same.
Qin Yi's ring suddenly began to tremble slightly, and the two stone pillars inside seemed to be trembling, and even the spirit of Pixiu almost couldn't hold it down.
Beside Ming He, there is also a stone pillar trembling in Xi Yue's ring.
It's a pity that this kind of trembling was like a corpse being stretched out. As soon as everyone turned their attention to it, it stopped...
Stopped……
Qin Yi, whose artistic conception was completely destroyed, pinched his ring and shook it tightly: "When you don't have anything to do, shake it, and when you want you to continue shaking it, do you hold it tight?"
Shidun: "..."
Obviously there will be no response.
Ju Yunxiu also stopped playing the piano and looked at Qin Yi's ring helplessly.
The state just now was actually "unintentional". The two of them were thinking about romance and wanting to fight against each other. They even thought about the posture they would use later, and they didn't put any thought on the music itself.
The result was something unexpectedly mutated. If I wanted to find that state again, I would not be able to find it if I deliberately searched for it.
When I looked at the scroll again, I saw that Zuo Qingtianyang Shen was dying.
Ju Yunxiu: "..."
I don’t know what kind of energy was used. It may have something to do with the beating of the stone pier. Otherwise, even with Qin Yi’s magic power, Zuo Qingtian would not be able to be killed so easily...
Anyway, the blood color faded away, and the peaceful and fairy air began to appear on the scroll again.
Gouzi hugged his shoulders: "Poor old Zuo. I don't know how he died."
Liusu whispered to himself: "The power of the realm is the punishment of heaven."
Minghe also said: "Heaven's punishment. Become an enemy of one world."
Xiyue asked: "One world?"
"Hmm..." Ming He said in a daze: "It's about the same power as when I was at my peak... The scroll itself has not reached this level yet. It was achieved with the power of Qin Yi's Wuxiang Perfection. But after all, it is only one realm, not three realms.
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Xiyue asked: "What else is missing?"
Minghe shook his head slightly: "It's unknown."
"Then what else do you know, you stinking river?"
Minghe turned to look at the master speechlessly: "I know that woman is going to break through."
Xiyue tilted her head: "I also made a breakthrough."
Xiyue really made a breakthrough. She has reached the ninth level of formlessness, which means there are no barriers. As long as there is enough energy to complete this level, it will be formless perfection.
Minghe also made a breakthrough. She reached the seventh level of formlessness and reached the late stage. For her, small levels such as the seventh to ninth levels are no different. They also belong to the category where as long as she has enough energy, she can reach perfection.
But when the two bugs looked at Ju Yunxiu, they both felt that the one was more buggy.
When Ju Yunxiu came back, he had just reached the first level of Wuxiang.
It's now on the second floor.
Just playing the piano...it's like taking the wrong medicine.
Of course it's not a question of playing the piano, it has a lot to do with the changes in the painting world. This realization of one world is almost like the feeling of creation, and is not much different from what Qin Yi gained when he returned to the world.
Qin Yi squinted at Ju Yunxiu's vigorous growth in energy and asked cautiously: "Are we still going to get him?"
Ju Yunxiu closed his eyes and felt his state, shook his head and said: "Refining slowly, it is not a temporary thing."
The two of them paused for a moment. Qin Yi smiled casually and played the flute in his hand: "Whether it's a breakthrough or a kill, I still prefer not to get involved with anything else. How about we play a song together?"
Ju Yunxiu's eyes were full of joy: "Okay."
These two guys still don't know that a group of people are watching.
A delicate hand is stroking the strings, and a transverse flute is on the lips.
The music is playing again, and the spiritual birds are flying.
A pitiful piece of tea leaf turned into a human form from the water, sitting next to it hugging its knees and listening.
Even though I was bullied and hiding in the water without paying attention to the master, I still couldn't resist the temptation of this music and climbed out to listen to it. It was really refreshing and addictive.
Even though Qingcha has practiced cultivation in Teng Yun, other ordinary creatures cannot resist it.
The sky above the palace is full of birds, the branches and leaves of the trees are reaching here, fairy clouds are lingering, and the water is singing happily. It seems that the most spiritual things in the whole palace have gathered here, plundering all the fairy spirits.
"The way of happiness... is clearly the origin of the world, not a new way." Liusu Gouzi, Xiyue Minghe, had a similar thought in his mind at the same time: "Shapes and sounds are the origin of creation. Painting and music
, is its manifestation. Although the previous understanding of the Dao was also mastered by relevant laws, it was never regarded as the fundamental method... This Ju Yunxiu took this as the fundamental method and grasped the original Tao principle."
These few people are all the top figures of all time, and what they think of at the same time is the theorem.
If Zuo Qingtian knew what they were thinking, he would definitely give them a thumbs up.
He had felt the invisible feeling of the Great Sound Xisheng Elephant long before, that kind of exile, as if he were in a chaotic eggshell. Even he couldn't withstand the suppression of the law level.
But after all, Ju Yunxiu is still an independent person, so the paintings and music she does are not focused on aggression, but are mostly supportive and restrictive. If it were Qin Yi...
Well, Qin Yi doesn't know how to play.
But different paths lead to the same destination, leading to chaos.
The two people's ensemble brought each other the same understanding of blending, and they saw the origin in the music.
"Taoist couple." This word popped up in the onlookers' minds again, so the sour water almost washed away the fairy thoughts.
Looking at the two ensemble members, they looked at each other while playing, their eyes became more and more affectionate, almost dripping with water, and they looked like they were going to have sex on the spot without anyone stopping them...
Of course, it doesn't really mean that. I just feel like a true Taoist couple, and I feel very happy.
I have been separated for several years and expressed it all in one song.
There are many love words that don’t need to be said, the sound of the flute has already said it; don’t mention it if you miss me, the sound of the piano has already told you.
But the onlookers still don’t understand the meaning behind it.
Everyone was fuming with anger.
The song ended. The two continued to look at each other for a while. Slowly, Qin Yi looked a little embarrassed, and Ju Yunxiu became half-smiling again.
The onlookers didn't realize that when the sound waves roamed freely around them, they naturally did not try to hide themselves while listening to the music. As a result, Qin Yiju Yunxiu had already discovered their existence...
"We have a guest coming from afar, why don't you come and have a cup of tea?" Ju Yunxiu made tea with his bare hands and watched the steam evaporate, but his words unknowingly contained a murderous aura: "Master Xiyue has been in the world for thousands of years, and there must be someone.