The sound was obviously not loud, but all the creatures in the forbidden area in the thousands of miles of sea looked back.
Almost everyone heard the sound of the piano, like a battle horn blowing.
Soon the sound of the piano was like pearls falling on a jade plate, continuous and endless, the meaning of spring warmth spread across the sea, the gentle breeze carried it, and everything revived.
An old fish-man slowly stood up straight, as if all the vitality in his body was stimulated and his strength returned to him.
Unknown wildflowers bloom quietly on the island, swaying in the spring breeze.
The half-dry branches became fresh and tender again, with green buds sprouting out, full of vitality.
It is the hymn of life and the awakening of the soul. A spring breeze in Juyunxiu is a shortcut.
Even if Qin Yi, who holds the Gold Medal of Good Fortune, were to use the power of rejuvenating dead trees on a single plant, it would not be as effective and wide-ranging as Ju Yunxiu's song.
Wanren Jianmu, let alone one person's magic power, is like a drop in the bucket. Only the effect of this music penetrates into every inch of the surface and inside, awakening the soul vitality of Jianmu's own spirit, and breaking free from the shadow of distorted rules.
.
This is beyond the scope of conventional "magic". It can be said that it is too clear and can only be achieved by relying on the particularity of music.
The prisoner cow stood on the top of a building not far away, looking up at the sky.
Qin Yi has reached the root below and quietly entered the inside of Jianmu.
As Qiu Niu said, Jianmu itself is a small world, and the image within its trunk is not a tree at all. Instead, it is the evolving world, its own atmosphere, the vast mist, and the edge cannot be seen.
It is very close to the feeling I had in Kunpeng Zi Mansion. There is an indescribable understanding that spreads in the world. It is the most original way between heaven and earth, an ancient treasure that coexists with heaven and earth, and the breath of building wood.
This origin brings greater benefits to Qin Yi than Kunpeng Zifu.
Because Kunpeng is a demon cultivator, the Zifu inscription evolved by the demon cultivator is still different from what humans need, but Jianmu is different. Jianmu is the foundation of all living things, the Hongmeng that is level with the heaven and earth.
Qin Yi believes that if he cultivates quietly here, he will definitely be able to touch the Qianyuan Gate within two or three months. The distance of several layers in the late Huiyang period is nothing to Jianmu. Just like human beings
When you run 10,000 meters, it seems that there are still 3,000 meters ahead and you need to keep working hard. But in fact, it is only the distance of a hair of a giant, and it can easily put you at the finish line.
Pretty much the same feeling.
This is nature, what all practitioners need most urgently, and a lifetime of self-isolation and hard work cannot compare to such a help.
The Dragon Sons have been here for so many years, but there are still a lot of them who are only Qianyuan, and there are even some who have not reached Consummation... To be honest, Qin Yi despises them.
Let yourself squat here for 10,000 years. It’s hard to say that there is no connection. It’s possible that you will never be able to break through. It has nothing to do with any assistance, but Qianyuan Consummation should definitely not be unattainable.
Not to mention tens of thousands of years?
This is probably related to the character of the mind. The prisoner cow has a peaceful temperament and is obsessed with happiness, and the domineering men are passionate and indomitable. Such a state of mind is unparalleled. Those who are obsessed with keeping money, being autistic, etc., the pattern is too low, I am afraid they will not achieve success.
It's also limited.
Talking about Jianmu, there shouldn't be any problems with such a wonder of heaven and earth.
As long as the heaven and earth do not decay, the building will not decay. Once the building truly declines, it means that the main plane will collapse, just like the death of the River Styx and the collapse of the Netherworld.
Therefore, the decline of Jianmu does not mean that there is something wrong with Jianmu itself, which cannot possibly go wrong. It is that some rules have been distorted, causing Jianmu to be unable to communicate with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the spirit of Jianmu fell into slumber or may be reversed.
was controlled.
As a result, Jianmu loses his consciousness, and the people in heaven can grab Jianmu and fly to the sky. They may fly directly into the sky, or they may escape from the earth.
This is how the prisoner ox controls the sky, and the tyrant bears the sea.
Since Jianmu himself was not actually damaged, outsiders could not sense what had happened to Jianmu and could only make up their minds. Even Xiyue and the monks from Bodhi Temple could only guess that the lack of spiritual energy caused the gradual decline. The various races in the sea were more
He was completely unaware that there was something wrong with his lifeline. He was tossing the branch of Yuren, thinking that his Dinghai Divine Bead and formation were taking effect, but little did he know that his nest could no longer withstand it...
Qin Yi thinks it's still awesome.
It's just that the soul went into the branch and observed it, and immediately judged that Jianmu's energy was only two-thirds. Although he couldn't determine the specific factors, it was already awesome enough. That dog knows how to eat, and it's still Jianmu.
No matter where you come from, none of them can judge accurately.
Just as he was thinking this, a little ghost emerged from the ring and turned to look at him.
Qin Yi was ecstatic: "Bangbang, you're awake!"
No matter where you go, no matter how many unpredictable dangers you face, as long as you have Bangbang by your side, everything will be no problem.
"Such a strong breath of Jianmu's life stimulated me to wake up..." Liusu smiled and said, "I feel like you were thinking about me just now, right?"
"No, I want a mallet."
"snort."
Qin Yi was very surprised: "You can actually sense that I'm thinking of you. Is that so?"
"Not yet...can you regard it as false formlessness, or half-step formlessness? Although there is no such distinction, that's what it means anyway." Liusu sighed: "The effect of the elixir is better than I thought, but it's just that
not enough time."
"Is it useful to practice in Jianmuli?"
"It's not very useful anymore. I'm missing some principles. It's not energy or aura that is useful, but you can try it." Liusu looked around: "How did you come to the inner world of Jianmu?"
Before Qin Yi could answer, he said "Hey" again: "This music... belongs to your senior sister? Is it used to revive and build wood? Who came up with this idea? It's very original."
Qin Yi admired him very much. It was awesome. He guessed it without saying anything.
He explained the situation in detail, and Liusu frowned a little when he heard it: "How careless, the prison cow can actually sense the breath of the door. It must have practiced holding the door, and it must not be able to do it just by seeing it."
"Judging from the current situation, there must be no door in the sea. Could it have been used in Kunlun?"
"Maybe. We already had it, but were snatched away?" Liusu continued to look around and quickly made a judgment: "This is just the edge. Let's go to the center of this world to see what happened to the Jianmu Spirit."
The entire Jianmu Realm is filled with mist, and life energy is all over it, so rich that it makes people feel intoxicated.
Entering the mist, you can feel the majestic pressure of the soul and the surging breath of living things blending together to form a very unique wooden construction method. In the center of the mist, there is a faint brilliance, and there are creatures roaring,
Like the echo of a giant beast from the wild, it shakes the eardrums and trembles the soul.
Overlord.
When the spirit of Jianmu is sleeping, Ba Xia is temporarily replacing its function, allowing Jianmu to maintain normal operation for thousands of years.
Qin Yi approached quickly and saw in the center of the mist, the shape of a dragon-headed spirit turtle, carrying the spirit of a jade tree. The spirit of the jade tree was silent, the dragon turtle cocked its head, and its spiritual power enveloped the tree spirit, like stars.
Shining and flowing light everywhere, it's like walking into a dream built by the spirit of starlight.
Visible to the naked eye, the spirit of the Yushu has a strange twist. The trunk seems to be irregularly shaped like a twist, and the spiritual light that should be bright and bright is instead a bit of a gray cloud.
A more understandable way of saying it is that the spirit of Jianmu is "sick".
Qiu Niu Baxia only knew that some kind of rule had been twisted, and they didn't know how. They could only calm down blindly. It wasn't until Ju Yunxiu and Qin Yi arrived that Qi Niu tried to wake it up.
So Prison Niu is not sure, if the spirit of Jianmu opens its eyes, is it the one they are familiar with, or is it a blackened version? Or is there something strange parasitic in it?
It warned Qin Yi that this was not tourism.
But Qi Niu trusts Ba Xia very much. It thinks that if Ba Xia is here, there will basically be no big problems.
"Human..." Sensing Qin Yi's approach, Baxia's soul voice came in a low voice: "I don't know why Prisoner Niu believes in you... In short, if you come sincerely, let alone one fruit, even two.
, I will give you what I have... Huh? This ghost is... Why does it look a bit familiar?"
Liusu came up and touched its head, saying kindly, "You've grown up, little turtle."