When it comes to dealing with pain, or dealing with her own negative emotions, Shi Yingxue often chooses not to tell others about her pain, hoping that she can spend her pain with others.
It's not because Shi Yingxue is not good at communication, but because she doesn't want to and will not transfer her pain to others and affect other people's emotions. If possible, she hopes that she can always have a positive and optimistic attitude.
Face everyone close to you.
Thinking like this, Shi Yingxue seemed to feel that she had more strength when facing pain.
The power of the medicine and the Qingxin Jue have begun to take effect slowly, and Shi Yingxue has calmed down her emotions. As a result, the pain caused by this mental attack has become smaller and smaller, and can even approach zero in a sense.
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Shi Yingxue had not yet realized that her body had undergone qualitative changes when resisting the mental attack. One of the soul fragments that was supposed to be replenished in the Qingxu Realm did not go through Shi Yingxue's active soul replenishment.
It has slowly lit up.
At this time, Fu Yi was hiding at a safe distance. He could not help but frown as he saw the pink tumor embedded deep in the wall still moving.
The talisman has exploded. It seems that the power of the talisman is not enough, and it is possible that the sarcoma was released.
Fu Yi thought, then he took out two more small beads-like objects, threw them out with both hands, then jumped back and landed further away.
At this time, these two small beads had collided with the pink throbbing tumor.
When the talisman exploded just now, it emitted a very strong impact, and the energy that these two seemingly inconspicuous beads released when they exploded was almost dozens of times that of the talisman just now.
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Boom, boom!
Two explosions that were very close together were intertwined. Even if there was no air, even Fu Yi felt that the loud noise caused by the explosion was too sharp and couldn't help but frown.
Because the explosion in front of him was full of dust and light, Fu Yi had no way to judge with the naked eye whether that piece of sarcoma had been blown up, so Fu Yi still focused his attention. After frowning slightly, he looked carefully
He could tell from the inaudible sounds whether the lump of sarcoma had been blown up or not.
Huang Tian paid off. Fu Yi heard a very subtle sound coming from his ears, which seemed to be the sound of the fleshy tumors breaking apart. He gently pinched a few fingers on his hand, and before releasing the spell, he
After removing all the dust flying everywhere, I saw that the place where the sarcoma was originally had turned into a sunken pit, and there were a few scattered pieces on the ground, a thick pink transparent film like thick leather.
, and then a large pool of liquid of unclear color swam next to it, and there seemed to be a strange fishy smell everywhere.
However, Fuyi also felt that a large amount of air surged out from this sunken hole.
The air came continuously, and Shi Yingxue over there quickly became aware. When she stood up, she could already hear Fu Yi's voice: "I have destroyed this magic weapon, and now
We can speak normally and will not be affected by auditory hallucinations."
Shi Yingxue nodded.
After getting rid of this magic weapon that can suck the air arbitrarily, Shi Yingxue and Fu Yi's current difficulty is to deal with these five suspension bridges.
Of course, Fu Yi would not think that the hole exposed after he just blew up the pink sarcoma was a way to the outside world, let alone a way to leave this formation and lead to the next formation. This
Ghost cultivators are definitely not that good and willing to set up such a simple life gate.
Since it is not the case, then the key to the problem must be the same as what Shi Yingxue just speculated. The key point lies in these exquisite and unparalleled small bells.
Shi Yingxue repeated her old trick again, using the big snowballs she had solidified to shake the five suspension bridges again, hoping that she could judge the subtleties of it through the sound.
It was a novel experience for Shi Yingxue to hear the sound so clearly again, but she and Fu Yi were still more focused on how to distinguish the difference between the sounds of the small bells on Wutiao Bridge.
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Ding ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding, ding. After listening for a long time, Shi Yingxue and Fu Yi still didn’t understand what was going on.
However, Ran'er, who had been sleeping in Shi Yingxue's Yanhun Space recently and played with Xiao Lanlan, suddenly said: "Hey, mother, what are you playing at?"
An idea flashed in Shi Yingxue's heart, and she suddenly remembered what Ran'er was.
Ran'er is a songbird, the most familiar with the rhythm, and has a complete understanding of the function of the rhythm. It should be easy to distinguish the difference between the sounds of these small bells.
"Ran'er, come and hear the difference between these sounds. I don't understand them."
Shi Yingxue was really not good at music, so she turned to Xiao Ran'er directly for help, not wanting to waste time trying to figure out what effect this formation had.
"Okay, mother, please play the sound again."
Xiao Ran'er answered cheerfully.
Her voice seemed to be more mature than before. Shi Yingxue guessed that she must have grown up a lot during the time she was sleeping soundly, but now was not the best time to care about Xiao Ran'er's growth. Shi Yingxue
Xue still shook the small bells on all the suspension bridges in order as before.
"Mother, this is 'Gong Shang Jiao Zheng Yu'."
Xiao Ran'er is indeed very good at these things, and she understood them after listening to them only once.
"Gong Shang Jiao Zheng Yu is the score of music. It can be matched with thousands of different kinds of music. I understand this best!"
Xiao Ran'er said happily and looked very proud.
A look of sudden realization also appeared on Fuyi's face: "Yes, this is Gong Shangjiao Zhengyu. My mother was the Music Director of Longting in Nanhai. When I was young, I seemed to have seen these things in her music scores, but
I don’t understand that even though I don’t know anything about music.”
"If we go by the order of 'Gong Shang Jiao Zheng Yu', what is the order of those sounds just now?"
Shi Yingxue wanted to give it a try. According to Gong Shangjiao Zhengyu, he could see if this sequence could solve the formation in front of him.
"Based on the basic order of Gong Shang Jiao Zheng Yu... we should change the order that my mother just played."
Xiao Raner pondered for a moment, and then hummed it again with her beautiful voice.