With the hope in their hearts, the three of them continued to move forward. Within half an hour, they saw another puppet figure in front of them. Unlike before, all three people noticed that the puppet was holding a long sword.
Cheng Ling became even more excited, his eyes lit up, and the barrier-breaking eye technique was activated. Just a moment later, his expression changed and he said: "Two seniors, the cultivation of this puppet is at least the Seven-Star Celestial Realm!"
The two of them were shocked and asked in disbelief: "Seriously, can you see his cultivation level?"
"Yes, the double-eye technique I just acquired makes me clearly feel that his cultivation level is at least the Seven-Star Celestial Realm. I'm afraid this level will be difficult to pass!"
Jin Muhuan's face was gloomy and he said: "What do you mean by not being able to live well? You can't live well at all, okay? Even if the Holy Lord comes in person, you don't dare to face him directly. Give up, it's still too late to leave now!"
"But what to do with the Black Iron Spirit? If we don't find the Black Iron Spirit, we won't be able to leave the Ancient Xuanwu Star." Zhou Qingxi said depressedly.
Jin Muxu suddenly fell into deep thought.
Cheng Ling thought for a moment and said, "There may be other ways. The control of the puppet depends entirely on the soul in his mind. If he only attacks the soul so that he cannot take action, he may be able to win without a fight!"
"But none of us have practiced soul skills, so how can we attack souls?"
"Uncle, I guess the skills you got from the 'Sound' portal you entered should be related to soul attack!" Cheng Ling turned around and asked.
"Yes, but practicing soul skills cannot be done in a short time. Are those soldiers waiting outside all the time?"
"Well, why don't you tell me the technique and see if I can understand it in a short time."
Jin Muchuan glanced at him and asked, "Have you ever practiced sound skills before?"
"No, I just want to learn from it. What if it succeeds?"
It's not that Jin Muxi is unwilling to tell Cheng Ling these inheritances, but as he said, there are three thousand avenues, and each of them is not simple. If you want to reach an extremely high level, you don't have to work hard for hundreds or thousands of years. impossible.
But now, when encountering a puppet with cultivation level in this heavenly realm, it is impossible to pass through easily. He simply thought of himself as a doctor, pondered for a while, and then said every word he had learned about the sound skills!
Cheng Ling memorized it carefully, and after one stick of incense, he remembered all the contents in his mind. Jin Muchuan took out another bone flute from the storage ring and said, "Since you are interested, I will give you this bone flute too!"
Cheng Ling happily took it and saw that the bone flute was about two feet away. It was completely white with twelve holes exposed. The front end of the bone flute is inlaid with a golden metal object, and a flute tassel hangs from the tail end. The flute tassel is silky and soft, and feels very good to the touch. It is unknown what material it is made of.
Three ancient characters are engraved on the top of the bone flute, which must be "Qing Ping Le", which must be the name of the bone flute.
He held it in his hand, played with it carefully for a moment, and then said: "Uncle, I learned some vocal music when I was a child. Maybe I can practice that kind of technique in a short time!"
Jin Muchuan and Zhou Qingxi's eyes widened, and their hearts became even more depressed. Zhou Qingxi smiled bitterly and said, "You kid, what on earth can't you do?"
Cheng Ling smiled and said: "Not much, I just happened to learn it. Unfortunately, what I learned back then is very different from the exercises. I don't know if it will work!"
What he was talking about was of course the vocal music he had learned on earth in his previous life. It was just that that kind of music was meant to cultivate one's sentiments and enhance one's external cultivation. It could be said to be completely unrelated to the music attack in the monastic world, but when it came to At present, there is no other way but to try to understand.
Close your eyes, sit down cross-legged, put the bone flute on your legs, and carefully comprehend the sound skills transmitted by Jin Muxuan in your mind. This skill is called "Luan Feng Ming". Just as Cheng Ling expected, Luan Feng Ming is a sound skill that targets the soul. It attacks the enemy's soul through the sound of the flute.
It is divided into three levels. The first chapter is called Soul Illusion. Its function is to disturb the opponent's soul so that the enemy cannot attack according to his heart; the second chapter is chaos. At this level, the opponent's soul will gradually weaken. , until the final annihilation; the third chapter is called Soul Explosion, this level is the highest level, the enemy's soul is like an explosion, miserable, and finally turned into powder under the violent explosion, completely life and death!
Although the power of Luan Fengming is powerful, this technique has extremely high requirements on the monk's soul. He does not have a strong soul realm. If he uses it easily, he will not only be unable to attack the enemy, but will also be counterattacked!
Cheng Ling's soul is inherently higher than ordinary people. It can even be said that its soul is a level higher than his current cultivation level.
Although the puppet's cultivation has reached the Seven-Star Immortal Realm, it is originally controlled by the soul and has no consciousness of its own. The strength of its soul is much weaker than that of the normal Seven-Star Immortal Realm.
After three full days of meditation, my powerful understanding and spiritual power came into play. Cheng Ling's face turned pale. He was at a disadvantage because he had used Nian Lei when he obtained the Eye of Breaking Barriers. Most of his mental power was consumed. If it hadn't been for seventy years of tempering of mental power, he would have collapsed.
However, these three days finally allowed him to gain some understanding of Luan Fengming. After resting for another five days, his mental strength gradually recovered. He then said: "Two seniors, maybe there is a way to suppress the puppet's attack now!"
"really?"
"Well, you can give it a try! Don't worry, this puppet is trigger-type. As long as we are at a certain distance from him, it will not attack. Once we can't resist it, we will evacuate immediately. Once we are at a certain distance, he will not start to pursue us. .”
The two looked at each other, and finally Zhou Qingxi said: "That's all, even if we evacuate now, we won't be able to return to Lingweixing without Xuantiejing, so why not take the risk! Boy, my life is in your hands!"
Cheng Ling nodded carefully and gently placed the bone flute to his lips, ready to play at any time!
Zhou Qingxi and Jin Muhuan slowly approached the front. When they were some distance away, the puppet's eyes burst out with dazzling light. As soon as the long sword moved, a sharp sword energy came directly towards him.
Cheng Ling's blood was brimming with blood, and the sword energy was sharp and condensed, as if the entire space could be cut in half. It was so powerful!
Just a simple blow can achieve such a powerful effect. The swordsmanship on the ancient Xuanwu Star opened his eyes. But at this time, it was not the time to be shocked. The two bosses had spit out a mouthful of blood one after another under the attack of the sword energy, and retreated sharply!
He exhaled, condensed the sound skills into a bunch, and played the first chapter: Soul Illusion!
The whimpering flute sound spread towards the puppet opposite. The puppet clearly felt discomfort, its eyes shook a few times, and then began to beat violently. But the whole figure still stood upright, the long sword paused, and the attack stopped suddenly, as if trying desperately to resist the flute in the soul.
When Jin Muhuan and Zhou Qingxi met, they were overjoyed. This boy had actually been understood by him! Taking advantage of this opportunity, the two of them got up again, with full firepower, and blasted the puppet with violent spells and punches.
It's just that the puppets themselves have very high cultivation and correspondingly strong defenses, so their attacks don't have much effect.
Cheng Ling's eyes narrowed, and his mental power increased again. The harsh flute sound only targeted the puppets to continuously harass him.
The eyes of the puppet opposite were wide open, and they were lifeless eyes, but gradually they showed a hint of color, as if they were recalling something, but also as if they couldn't recall anything at all. There was a layer of moisture in his eyes, and he was very confused.
His figure was swaying, as if he was in great pain, and the whole situation looked very strange.
Jin Muhuan and Zhou Qingxi seized the opportunity and continued to launch powerful killing moves. They used the best spiritual weapons gloves and long knives.
However, Cheng Ling's mental energy was rapidly depleting, and his lips gradually began to turn white, and beads of sweat rolled down his head. But he didn't dare to relax at all. Once the puppet regained consciousness, they would definitely not be able to resist it.
After persisting like this for an hour, the puppet's body finally shattered into pieces under the frenzied attacks of the two men. In the end, his head was cut off by Jin Muxuan with a knife, and he fell to the sky!
An illusory soul emerged from the head and disappeared at the end of the passage in an instant. Cheng Ling was sweating like rain, and slumped on the ground. He had no ability to seal the soul any longer, and could only breathe heavily.
Jin Muhuan and Zhou Qingxi were not much better. The two of them had almost exhausted their spiritual power in this battle, and they could barely even stand.
The three of them sat on the ground, took out the elixir from the ring and began to recover.
It took another five days for them to recover.
Cheng Ling got up first, went to the puppet that was lying on the ground, picked up the sword, which was the best spiritual weapon, and put it into the storage ring.
The two of them went through three levels without saying a word. Zhou Qingxi got a pair of gloves and Jin Muxuan got a long sword. It was Cheng Ling's turn to have this sword.
Jin Muhuan let out a long sigh and said, "Boy, it's best to find the Black Iron Spirit ahead. If there's another puppet from the Immortal Realm, we may not be able to withstand it!"
Cheng Ling nodded silently. He also knew that the situation just now was very dangerous. As long as the puppet could hold on for a while, his own mental strength would not be able to support it. Without the interference of sound skills, none of the three people here could withstand his sword energy attack.
The three of them stood up and continued walking forward. After walking for a while, they came to a horizontal passage. It's just that the passage in front of you no longer has three portals like before, but only one with the word "KU" written on it.
Jin Muhuan and Zhou Qingxi were overjoyed. Literally, this should be the treasure house of the ancient Xuanwu Star.
The three of them entered the portal, and it turned out to be something like a treasure house. Unfortunately, many of those treasures were reduced to ashes. Even the Immortal Crystal only had some fragments left, and some scattered solid materials remained.
Cheng Ling's eyes flashed, and he had a panoramic view of the scene in the treasure house. There were more than a dozen puppets in the left area, motionless, and they could not feel any life. On the right side is a row of shelves that are as tall as one person. Judging from the style of those shelves, they seem to be where weapons are placed.
It's a pity that the shelves are empty. After countless thousands of years, those weapons have become weathered. Unlike the ones used by the puppets, they are all top-quality spiritual weapons.
He did not dare to go to the left easily for fear of touching those puppets. Once so many puppets were activated, the three of them would be unable to resist them. We can only hope that traces of the Black Iron Spirit can be found among the broken materials on the left!
