"Here!" A disciple shouted, and True Lord Yanyang led everyone to rush over quickly.
True Lord Yanyang did not expect that they would be the first to be found.
Looking at the unconscious disciple lying on the floor in the stone prison, True Lord Yanyang frowned: "There are so many people hidden..."
He stretched out his slender hands and brushed his well-jointed left palm flatly in front of his face, and then a misty white mist condensed in the air and continued to spread. There seems to be something condensing in the white mist, which is in the shape of a long strip. One has to spread out his hands and hug them to reach both ends.
"Clang--" A subtle note came from the air, broad and desolate.
The floating sound of music seemed to be inciting the surrounding air, forming a strange and rhythmic rhythm.
piano.
Yes, in addition to being a sword cultivator, True Lord Yanyang is also an accomplished music cultivator who practices piano music.
Zhenjun Yanyang came from a famous music cultivator family. Almost the whole family practiced music, and he was the only one who was different. Because of his violent temper, which went against the essence of Lexiu's training, and later due to changes in the clan, he accidentally practiced swordsmanship, so he left the family and joined the Wuhua sect. In fact, the family he came from was not affiliated with the Wuhua Sect.
Even after practicing the way of swordsmanship, True Lord Yanyang did not give up the way of happiness. As if to show someone who was waiting to see his joke, he improved the instrument that he once disliked very much and renamed it Changfeng Qin.
Now he is a well-known piano cultivator in the southeastern border. Although his method of practice seems a bit unconventional.
"Keng——"
"Zheng——"
The deep sound of the piano resounded through the stone prison and was extremely loud. Qin Feng suspected that everyone else in the tower could hear it.
The moment the piano sounded, everyone involuntarily frowned.
It's not that the effect was immediate, but the sound was really unpleasant, without any rhythm at all. It was like a hissing sound made by a thick piece of cloth being torn on a hard stone. It was very sharp and harsh. It brought with it an uncomfortable dull feeling.
If we talk about it in terms of music, it has no sense of beauty at all, and even feels like a car accident scene. Anyone who listens to it will say something about the level of torment.
It's just that most of the disciples present are familiar with this True Lord and have seen the majesty of the famous Changfeng Qin, so they are naturally mentally prepared at this moment.
hiss--
True Lord Yanyang is indeed worthy of admiration, but the sound of the piano is really unpleasant. This person was a piano player in the past. The head of the family once rebuked him for not having any talent for practicing music. I heard that he has made progress now? How terrible it was to play before... Many disciples seemed to feel that they had discovered some unspeakable "shattering secret".
They had misunderstood this. In fact, Zhenjun Yanyang played quite well before and was a normal music player. Although he was not as good as the geniuses in his clan, he was still quite decent and not so terrible. The current sound is the result of his own modification.
But it was because of this unique piano sound that he officially became a famous piano practitioner. Before that, he followed the family's secret method and practiced it, but instead became what the elders said was a useless person who did nothing and relied on the reputation of his parents to survive. True Lord Yanyang still has an unforgettable memory of that year when he was invited by Zhongmu to attend the Ledao Conference. The idiots in the family had such ugly expressions on their faces.
It's too far off, in fact this is another story.
What Yanyang Zhenjun played on the Changfeng Qin this time was the Soul Resurrection, which had the effect of summoning enchanted souls, and was used to summon this group of disciples who were temporarily separated from the body and indulged in the hidden world of souls.
"Boys, a sweet dream should have its limits...it's time to wake up!"
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Ningxia and others didn't know what kind of soul-summoning conference was going on over there. They also heard the sound of the piano, but they had no time to care about it at the moment. Because they are facing a big crisis at this moment.
When Lin Pingzhen returned to the stone prison, he had already conducted a sweep in the tower. As they expected, the monks left behind were few and far between, and there were not many who could fight. Lin Pingzhen threw away all the trump cards he had prepared in advance and used them all. The outside was mostly cleaned up by him alone.
It's a pity that he didn't find the young palace master who had appeared in the conversation. This made Lin Ping really disappointed.
But this is not the point. He has already sent the corresponding information back one by one through special methods in accordance with True Lord Yanyang's request, and he only needs reinforcements to break it. After that, he returned to Shilao to guard the disciples trapped here, waiting for the main force of the Wuhua Sect to rescue them.
Lin Pingzhen initially thought that the two disciples he discovered were fish that slipped through the net, but the facts soon told him that they had encountered something big.
...He actually encountered reinforcements from Baihua Palace here.
But there are only three of them. Apart from him, the other two are foundation building disciples. This is how to do?
"Okay. It turns out to be the famous Master Qinghui. I wonder why the main tower was breached so quickly. It turns out that the little mouse got in and wiped out our base camp. It's really because of you."
"It's your fault to build a base camp in someone else's territory. Rumor has it that you demons don't understand the rules and behave in a domineering and unruly manner. It's true that you live up to your reputation. I saw it today."
"You are a smooth-tongued person. After I capture you today and bring you before your fellow disciples, let me see if you can still be so tough?"
Yi Feng and the others took advantage of the chaos before sealing the tower and were barely discovered along the way. Thanks to the fact that they were much more familiar with the interior than the disciples of the Wuhua Sect, they managed to avoid it.
Seeing that Lin Pingzhen still didn't understand something, Yi Feng felt a surge of anger rushing to his temples.
Seeking death. It was also because of his bad luck that he bumped into it by himself.
I don’t know how much the leader’s personal inheritance is worth? His mood changed rapidly several times, and he took action in an instant.
"No, if something happens to you, we won't be able to survive. Let's help you." Ning Xia blocked the aura shield with Chonghuan Sword, looked at each other with Xie Shi, and stepped forward one after another.
They encountered quite a few demon cultivators, and Ning Xia suspected that this group was the main force stationed in this tower. The leader of the Demonic Pill cultivator is very powerful, and there are dozens of Demonic Cultivators behind him with equally strong auras. How can they compete with just three of them?
Lin Pingzhen also knew this, and seemed to be trying his best to protect them for once and go in on his own. But is Ningxia so likely to accept it?
She is no longer the weak person she used to be.
She cannot tolerate and is not willing to be a protected person like this. Watching others bleed and shed tears, sitting back and enjoying others' protection...
Besides, even if they accept the current situation, they won't be safe for long. In such a bad battle situation, once Lin Ping is really defeated, the two of them will immediately be captured without any resistance.
In this case, it is better to take the initiative. If you work hard, you might be able to earn a living!
If that doesn't work, she still has...
