"Xiao Junzi, what are you talking about? If you can hear me, give me a response."
Nan Tian Yijian heard Master Jun's low voice and quickly held Master Jun's hand tightly, trying to hear clearly what Master Jun was saying.
"Xiao Jianzi, the second uncle is still waiting for me to take the next step. That is the second uncle's last choice. How can I still lie here..."
Seeing that Master Jun was still talking, but he couldn't hear any of the words, Nan Tian Yijian felt very anxious. He dodged the incoming lightning, lay down next to Master Jun, and fed Master Jun two Heaven-Returning Pills.
"Master Fenglong, Xiao Junzi is still awake, but his mind seems to be disappearing. Do I want to start playing now?"
"Still awake? Play, why don't you play, play hard for me."
When Feng Long heard Nan Tian Yijian talking about Master Jun, he was stunned for a moment and released his consciousness. Feeling Master Jun's weak breathing, Feng Long laughed.
"The thunder around me was so strong that I didn't realize that this kid was still awake. It seems that the obsessive willpower that Jun Wudi brought to him is really not that strong."
"Nantian boy, please play music quickly. Now your music is his only spiritual support."
"Xiao Lu'er, lend me some power. I need your power now."
Feng Long said to Lu Chen in his heart and began to receive the spiritual energy channel opened by Lu Chen.
In three breaths, Fenglong's cultivation level directly broke through the Okita realm. His huge body swelled again, surrounding the thunder and lightning giant, completely covering Nantai Yijian and the two of them.
Nan Tian Yijian looked at the scene around him and stopped talking. He sat cross-legged at a safe distance about a foot away from Mr. Jun and started playing "Walking Alone to the West Mountain" again.
"Celebrate, laity."
"This is such a touching relationship between uncle and nephew. Throughout the ages, how many people have given up their own cultivation prospects for their nephews, and how many people have been willing to give up their own magical powers for the sake of their uncles."
"Celebrate, all the common people from all ages, celebrate this uncle-nephew relationship that has been passed down through the ages!!!"
Nan Tian Yijian roared and conveyed the sound while playing frantically to give Master Jun hope.
At this time, even if Nan Tian Yijian's cultivation knowledge was weak, he had already realized by looking at Master Jun's state that Master Jun had reached a critical moment. Knowing this, Nan Tian Yijian moved faster and roared more fiercely. .
Even though his body was scarred by thunder and lightning, even if his fingers were scratched by the strings, he didn't miss a single melody and didn't lower a single roar.
After the song ended, Mr. Jun's breath only became slightly stronger, without making any unnecessary movements. Nan Tian Yijian trembled with his hands and suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood.
The blood was thrown in a huge arc in mid-air, and finally sprinkled on the palm of the giant in front of him, soaking and flowing.
At the time of this song, Nan Tian Yijian's Taoist robe was already in tatters, and under each hole there was a wound scorched by lightning. If you look carefully, you can still faintly see some charred bones.
The Thirty-Six Swords of Heaven and Earth were also covered with blood. Nantian Yijian looked at the blood on the body of the instrument and reluctantly stretched out his tattered sleeves to wipe away the solidified blood stains on the strings.
After all, Nantian Yijian's knowledge of cultivation was not high, and he didn't know what circumstances would allow him to stop playing, and he didn't know if he should continue playing now.
Nan Tianyijian turned around and looked around. The giant's palm had been completely wrapped by the wind dragon. Now except for the light of thunder and lightning, the rest of his surroundings were pitch black.
Nan Tian Yijian called out twice, but received no response from anyone. At this moment, a ball of thunder and lightning quickly struck at Nan Tian Yijian.
Nan Tian couldn't dodge the sword and was directly knocked to the ground.
Nan Tian Yijian struggled to get up and picked up the Thirty-Six Swords and Qin of Qiankun with difficulty. He coughed coldly when he couldn't bear it anymore.
This cold cough directly caused all the wounds on his body to burst. Dark red blood began to flow from the corners of Nan Tian Yijian's mouth, and black blood continued to flow out of the wounds on his body.
The blood flowed down Nannantian Yijian's neck, chest, and arms, and then slowly flowed to Qiankun Thirty-Six Swords and Qin.
The messy blood continued to flow on the sword harp, gradually covering the body of the harp, and then slowly flowing from the gaps between the harp into the harp case.
Thirty-six flying swords sensed the blood of Nantian Yijian, and with a 'bang' sound, thirty-six sword sounds appeared. The flying swords flew directly out of the piano case one by one, surrounding Nantian Yijian, constantly Blocking lightning attacks.
Nan Tian Yijian looked at the thirty-six flying swords flying out, and his heart trembled. He directly grabbed one and blocked it in front of Master Jun.
It's a pity that Nantian Yijian only has the cultivation level of Breath Adjustment Realm. Even if the thunder and lightning group will not take the initiative to attack him, the residual power that the thunder and lightning group occasionally exudes will still cause Nantian Yijian to receive a heavy blow.
Because he didn't know whether he should continue playing the piano, Nan Tian Yijian could only stand in front of Master Jun and began to constantly fight against the thunder and lightning group.
Fortunately, Lu Chen quietly distributed space rings to them on his way back, and also prepared full cultivation resources in the space ring power.
Originally, Lu Chen wanted them to concentrate on their cultivation and avoid the trouble of finding resources, but at this moment, these resources in the space ring brought great hope to Nantian Yijian.
Nan Tian stood in front of Mr. Jun with his sword. He was struck down by thunder and lightning again and again, and stood up again and again.
Every time he stood up, he would grab a handful of elixirs from the space ring and stuff them into his mouth regardless of the ingredients. After recovering from his injuries, he would continue to fight against the thunder and lightning group.
Under this passive and extreme confrontation, Nantian Yijian's fighting consciousness and physical strength were also rapidly increasing. Facing the oncoming thunder and lightning groups, Nantian Yijian was gradually able to dodge a little more easily.
Above the sky.
Dozens of pairs of eyes stared at the changes below. Some nodded secretly, some were confident, and some looked worried. Maybe they were afraid of the ancestor of Suitian, or maybe for other reasons, but no one was willing to help Nantian Yijian.
"Sir, that boy looks like you..., and he seems to be holding your piano, sir."
"I didn't dare to confirm it before, thinking that it was just imitated by later generations. Now that I see the thirty-six flying swords coming out, I am sure that these are the Sixteen Swords and Qins of Qiankun Shirt."
Xiao Xiaozi stood next to Blind Man Lu and said respectfully: "The Thirty-Six Swords and Qin of Qiankun seem to recognize him as its master, but your murderous intent has always been in the piano box. How did he pull out the flying sword?" Woolen cloth?"
"Sir, did you do this?"
Coyotito asked cautiously: "But I remember when the plan started to be implemented, didn't you leave the piano to the young master? Is this piano now your magic weapon?"
"I didn't do it, but Jianqin is a legacy I left behind when I left the mainland 300,000 years ago. The fact that he can get Jianqin and make Jianqin recognize its master at least means that he has the same experience as me. , and even has the same potential.”
Blind Lu looked at Nan Tian Yijian and said softly: "This piano box contains my lifelong experience in magic, but it seems that he has not yet succeeded in getting those things."
"And the harp I left to Xiao Lu'er was made by condensing the spirit of the sword harp and my murderous aura. Only when the two swords and harps merge into one can it be the real Thirty-six swords and harps of the universe."
"So that's it?"
Coyotito's eyes flashed with purple light, he looked at Nan Tian Yijian and said, "Sir, do you want me to get Qin back now? It would be a waste to put this treasure on him."
"No need, he can get Jianqin and make Jianqin recognize him as its master. He is the disciple I have been waiting for, and his karmic destiny has been locked with that of Xiao Lu'er."
"Let's give this sword and harp to him as a apprenticeship gift. I don't have any need for it here."
Blind Lu groaned and said softly: "He is not yet cultivated enough to use the power of the sword and harp, and he just has not understood the use of wish power. If there is a chance, I will guide him in his cultivation. The most important thing now is to let the giant go first." wake."
"Okay, sir, now that the mist has been blocked by those venerables, the first condition has been met. Should we wake up the giant now or wait until the young master is finished?"
"Wait until Xiao Lu'er is finished. Go and take a look at the group below. If the strength is suitable, stay and serve as Xiao Lu'er's training partner. If the strength is too high..."
"Kill without mercy..."
As he spoke, Blind Man Lu glanced at the lower right corner, where a group of people were also floating and hiding. However, these people did not notice that there were people above them watching them.
It was a group of monks in black clothes and black masks, hiding in the mist. Each monk carried an identity token on his waist with the words "Nine Levels" and "Heaven and Earth" on both sides.
"It's my lord, I'll go right away." Coyotito responded and turned into a purple stream of light and rushed over.
There were also several waves of people hiding above and on both sides of Blind Man Lu.
One of the people in the group was Taoist Qingshan. He was looking at the momentum spreading from Lu Chen's body, smiling and nodding. It was obvious that this situation satisfied Taoist Qingshan very much.
On the other side stood a monk who was wrapped in black mist. The monk looked at Lu Chen and the others below, with fierce eyes and let out a cold snort. Like the Taoist in green shirt, there was a kind of feeling that did not belong to this world flowing through his body. breath.
The rest are some monks who fly in the sky.
These people are distributed at various points in the book collection, wearing uniform Taoist robes.
Hanging on his waist is the high-level token of Fengtian Mansion, with the words Shanhai, Earthsea, Tianhai, and Fengtian engraved on it.
This group of monks worked together to maintain the large sacrificial formation, watching the people below constantly discussing the situation of Nantian Yijian. At the same time, they were still observing the situation outside, and were careful to beware of people from outside rushing in.
On the surface, this group of monks represents Fengtian Mansion and has reached a consensus of thousands of years with the venerables and heavenly beings below to provide them with the secret realm of Fengtian Mansion. These venerable heavenly beings will return the secret realm to them after the secret realm is over. Some top resources in Fengtian Mansion.
At the same time, this group of monks are also the confidants of Patriarch Suitian, and are interspersed in important positions in the Three Peaks and Sixth Academy.
Following the instructions of Ancestor Suitian, he managed Fengtian Mansion, regularly provided news of the opening of the secret realm to outside monks, and found the necessary sacrifices for the giant to wake up.
