pass!
Everyone was dumbfounded when they saw the dragon shadow appearing again on the Black Dragon Tower and the drizzle falling from the sky.
Passed again!
Si Xueyi passed another level!
The senior brother said that in the last three passes, all living beings will die. In the dream, flowers bloom, and the lights on the other side are shining. Many geniuses all died here.
After failure, even if you are lucky enough to survive, you will lose all your energy and edge.
From now on, everyone will disappear.
Originally, everyone was still sympathizing with Si Xueyi, but they thought it was a pity.
Who knew that as soon as Gu Yuxin opened his mouth, Si Xueyi would immediately succeed? It was incredible.
Everyone on the enlightenment stage, without exception, was dumbfounded.
Everyone who was still laughing just now stopped laughing and looked extremely shocked.
"How can this be?"
"Is it really poisonous?"
"What's the matter?"
Everyone was confused, not only because Si Xueyi succeeded in breaking through, but also because of Gu Yuxin's mouth.
It was just as Tang Guanyu said, it was consecrated.
"My n|ma...this..."
Gu Yuxin opened his mouth wide and looked at the blooming dragon shadow, his jaw almost dropped.
I think what he just said still rings in my ears!
It was said that this time was different, it was definitely different. Si Xueyi would definitely not be able to successfully break through, and the result was a slap in the face too quickly.
He was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground and crawl into it.
"Gu Yuxin, you still said that you are not a poisonous milk! You just wish that Si Xueyi could succeed in climbing to the summit!!"
Tang Guanyu was so angry that he vomited blood. In a fit of rage, he came directly to Gu Yuxin and grabbed him by the collar.
"It's really not true, Senior Brother Tang, we can learn from the world, how could I..."
Gu Yuxin was on the verge of crying, his expression was extremely aggrieved, and he wanted to argue, but everything he said seemed weak.
Several of his followers next to him were shocked and quickly stepped forward to persuade him.
Tang Guanyu was really angry, but he couldn't really take action. His face looked extremely ugly.
"Junior Brother Tang, let him go."
The plum painting in front of the railing, looking at the blooming dragon shadow, the handsome face looks quite shocked.
All living beings died, but Si Xueyi actually passed this level.
"Thank you, senior brother. This really has nothing to do with me. Everyone believes in me."
Gu Yuxin breathed a sigh of relief, blushed, and tried his best to explain to the people around him.
Mei Zihua said calmly: "You'd better say less. I also believed in objective laws before, but now..."
He sighed softly and said nothing more.
The implication was that he didn't dare to look down upon Gu Yuxin's mouth.
Really poisonous!
"I'm not, senior brother, you believe me." Even Mei Zihua said this, and Gu Yuxin was really about to cry.
"Thank you, Junior Brother Gu."
Duanmuxi's silver hair was particularly shining, his crescent-like eyes were slightly narrowed, and he said to Gu Yuxin with a smile.
Gu Yuxin was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood. He couldn't help but said: "Duanmu Xi, what are you proud of? It's just a fluke. All living beings die. He is lucky to have survived. He will definitely not be able to bloom in his dream..."
As he spoke, he felt murderous eyes looking at him, and the surrounding environment was extremely strange.
"You still said it, you still said it!"
Tang Guanyu immediately became anxious and couldn't help it anymore, so he started beating him directly.
"No, no, no, senior brother Tang, I was wrong."
Gu Yuxin screamed in pain and ran around holding his head.
Regardless of this farce, the expressions of Feng Yueyu and Mei Zihua in front of the railing gradually became serious.
"Flowers are blooming in my dream, what do you think, Senior Brother?"
Duanmuxi continued.
Feng Yueyu couldn't help but look towards Mei Zihua.
Mei Zihua said: "It is rumored that the Black Dragon Tower is related to the taboo from nine hundred years ago. The last three levels are directly related to the unspeakable taboo. The flowers bloom in the dream... I also hope that the flower can really bloom."
He looked sincere and did not lie.
But the implication is still very clear. The three levels are all related to taboos, and each level is more difficult than the last.
…
Inside the Xuanlong Tower.
After a lot of ups and downs, Si Xueyi finally came to the end of the thousand-layer ladder.
In front of him was a vast ocean-like lake.
There are many mountains in the distance, heavy snow is flying in the sky, and a lone boat is leaning on the shore, with a guqin placed on the bow.
"You guys are really crazy."
Bai Yixuan chased after him and looked at Si Xueyi with an angry look on his face.
"How much better are you than me?"
Si Xueyi smiled and said, "In order to motivate me to agree to you, what are you talking about?"
What is the heart that will never change until death? The sharp edge of a warrior would rather break than bend. We, why should we fear death... I have fulfilled your wishes, why do you call me a lunatic? "
Bai Yixuan opened his mouth, but did not speak after all.
"Don't speak? I'm afraid you can't even do this yourself." Si Xueyi smiled.
After all, Bai Yixuan couldn't hold back and looked at Si Xueyi and said: "I have never provoked you. This is what I think in my heart. Sword cultivators should be like this, and swordsmen should have sharp edges."
Si Xueyi looked slightly startled, then smiled and said: "You are right, there are always some things in this world that are more valuable than life, but Xiao Baibai... this does not include the art of swordsmanship."
"Don't be so enthusiastic when you're older. We young people can handle the sharpness."
Bai Yixuan thought about it for a moment, understood the meaning, and said with a smile: "So, you are also a person of character after all."
He smiled happily, and he never concealed his joy for the capable monk.
Seeing him like this, Si Xueyi couldn't help but smile and said: "You are indeed the last white moonlight in Tianhuang City. Even the white lotus is not as pure as you."
Bai Yixuan was about to answer when he found that Si Xueyi ignored him after finishing speaking.
Si Xueyi focused her gaze on the lake in front of her, and then took out the scroll she received on the first floor.
He looked at the scroll and read out the poem on the scroll.
"The scene in the painting is exactly the same as this one. Master really has a deeper meaning."
Bai Yixuan came over, looking at the scenery on the scroll and at the scene in front of him, murmuring to himself and nodding lightly.
Si Xueyi was amused and said with a smile: "What are you nodding to? Do you understand?"
Bai Yixuan's face turned red and he said: "My sage... Why can't I understand this? The level you are going through is that all living beings will die. This level is about flowers blooming in a dream. This painting must be related to dreams."
Si Xueyi said calmly, "What else?"
Bai Yixuan was speechless. He couldn't say a word for a long time, so he could only say: "Master is such a person, and there are so many profound meanings in them. How can others know too much about them?"
Hearing this, Si Xueyi laughed and said, "I've told you a long time ago that a second-rate poem, a third-rate painting, and a passable swordsmanship can have any profound meaning."
"Master cannot be humiliated!"
Bai Yixuan's face instantly darkened, his eyes filled with murderous intent, and he stared at Si Xueyi coldly.
Si Xueyi no longer feared, closed the painting, handed it to the other party and said, "If you think it has profound meaning, just read it slowly. I'm tired."
As he spoke, he took out a Tianyuan Pill, held it in his mouth and sat cross-legged.
There are treasures on each floor of Xuanlong Tower. The first floor is a scroll, which hides the Shuangyue Sword Technique.
For the next few floors, Si Xueyi chose elixirs unpretentiously, and he also chose Tianyuan Dan for this floor.
He doesn't need too many fancy things, he only needs pills to nourish the newly reborn sand of reincarnation that is waiting to be fed.
Tianyuan Dan is the best choice.
"A waste of natural resources."
Bai Yixuan muttered.
An elixir of Tian Yuan Dan's quality must at least be in the Yuan Dan realm in order to exert most of its effects.
If you take it in the realm of Zhenxuan, at least half of the potency will be wasted.
However, he was angry with Si Xueyi right now and didn't bother to talk to him anymore, instead focusing on the scroll.
Take a look at the painting, then look at the lake with heavy snow and mountains in front of you, and nod your head from time to time.
Si Xueyi, who was cross-legged and had her eyes closed, quietly opened one eye. Seeing him like this, the corners of her mouth curled up involuntarily.
The already beautiful appearance, outlined by the smile, is like a pot of intoxicating wine.
"Are all the Dragon King's disciples so cute?"
Si Xueyi smiled, muttered and ignored it.
After he crossed the thousand-layer ladder, he felt that his cultivation level should be able to break through. He didn't want to wrong himself at the moment, so he took out the Tianyuan Pill and used it directly.
With the activation of the Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique, the Tianyuan Pill was quickly refined.
Wow!
In the Zi Mansion, which was a swamp, it immediately began to rain heavily, and the seedlings of the Sand of Samsara were greedily devoured.
In just half an hour, most of the Tianyuan Pill was refined.
boom!
Si Xueyi's cultivation level also moved from the realm of true essence to the realm of true spirit.
The three major realms of Zhenxuan Realm are Zhenyuan, Zhenling and Zhenhun.
Si Xueyi's current cultivation speed can be said to be astonishing, a speed rarely seen throughout the ages.
Wow!
Seizing the creation of heaven and earth, swallowing the mysteries of the sun and moon, and controlling the reincarnation of all things.
The Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique is activating the Great Zhoutian, squeezing out every last drop of the remaining medicinal effect of the Blood Flame Pill on the limbs and bones.
When he opened his eyes, his eyes were filled with light, and his cultivation had reached the level of True Spirit Realm.
Bai Yixuan noticed something strange, held the scroll and looked over, shocked: "How... is this possible?"
The efficacy of the Tianyuan Pill was completely refined by Si Xueyi, and not a single bit was wasted.
He was shocked!
"Have you refined all the Tianyuan Pills?"
"What is the problem?"
"With your current level of cultivation, it's impossible. Even if you can refine them all, your physical body won't be able to bear it."
Bai Yixuan could not hide his shock.
This is like a hip flask filled with a jar of wine. The jug should have burst long ago.
Bai Yixuan ignored Si Xueyi, thought about it for a while, and said with a look of surprise on his face: "I almost forgot, you are practicing the Dragon Prison Holy Elephant Technique. It is indeed a technique created by the master. It cannot be judged by common sense."
"A dignified swordsman only has this little knowledge."
Si Xueyi looked at it with disgust, snatched the scroll away, and said, "I'm going to break through."
Bai Yixuan was not angry and said: "Compared with Master, my knowledge is insignificant."
He reminded: "This level is called the flower blooming in the dream. All living beings in front of it will die. In the past three thousand years, two or three people have passed it, but no one can pass this level."
Si Xueyi said calmly: "This level was not prepared for them in the first place. For me, this level is much easier than the previous one."
Bai Yixuan said: "It is true that a warrior must have an edge, but edge is not just a boast."
Si Xueyi smiled casually and said, "I never talk big words. For this level, just one song is enough."
Whoosh!
He jumped on the bow of the boat on the shore and came to the guqin.
The body of the piano is made of sycamore wood, which is simple and exquisite. The strings are smelted from the sinews of dragons, and the interior of the body is imprinted with complex spiritual patterns.
This is not just a musical instrument, it is a rare spiritual treasure that requires mental power to activate.
In the past three years, the disciples of Canglan Academy only knew that Si Xueyi's cultivation was still unable to break through the innate ability, and he was a waste among wastes.
But he didn't know that his spiritual power had never reached a bottleneck, and he didn't know that his musical talent was also unique.
The moment Si Xueyi's fingers touched the strings, his white clothes moved automatically without wind, his long hair danced lightly, and a majestic momentum spread out.
"Great Mysterious Master!"
Bai Yixuan exclaimed softly, with a look of astonishment in his eyes.
Monks who practice spiritual power are called mystical masters.
Mysterious masters are divided into nine levels, and above the ninth level is the Great Mystic Master. In terms of combat power alone, the Great Mystic Master is as good as Master Yuandan.
What is the origin of this Si Xueyi!
The moment Si Xueyi sat down on the bow of the boat, on the top of the rolling snow-capped mountains at the end of the lake, a man in white closed his eyes and played a flute.
The melodious and sweet sound of the flute reached Si Xueyi's ears after a while.
"come yet?"
Si Xueyi's lips curled up into a smile, his eyes sharpened, and he began to fiddle with it quickly with his fingers.
The moment the piano sounded, a lone boat flew up in the lake like a sword.
Ding-ding-ding-ding!
The sound of the piano collided with the sound of the flute, shattering all the snowflakes in the sky, and not a single one fell on Si Xueyi.
"It's that poem..."
Bai Yixuan was listening to the sound of the piano on the shore and suddenly felt so wonderful. His eyes sparkled and he said: "A sword crosses the river and the ocean, boundless wind and snow. All over the world, there is chaos and light. It is not about boating and shaking guests, even if there is no wine. , and crazy."
"Everything in the world is impermanent, can this feeling be explained? Speaking of the next life, I don't know leisure and sorrow. And with the passing water of the east wind, you and I can drink together."
The artistic conception implied in the sound of the piano perfectly fits this poem, and it also perfectly blocks all the flute sounds.
Bai Yixuan's eyes showed admiration, and he stared at the boat going away and said, "It turns out that he has discovered it a long time ago."
Suddenly, the sound of the piano stopped.
Bai Yixuan, who closed his eyes and was immersed in Mr. Qu's artistic conception, suddenly opened his eyes, then opened his arms and jumped into the air.
It landed on the bow opposite Si Xueyi, so he sat down, looked at Si Xueyi who was letting the snowflakes fall, and said, "Why don't you play?"
Si Xueyi smiled and said, "I won't play anymore. I don't like dreams, so why bother creating such a big dream? Let it go."
Bai Yixuan was a little anxious and said quickly, "This snowflake is a good dream. How many people are immersed in endless beautiful dreams and lose themselves."
Si Xueyi smiled, stood up, and caught a snowflake casually.
A dreamlike life appeared in the snowflakes, but Si Xueyi did not hesitate to crush it directly and said calmly: "If you are like me and have had nightmares for nine hundred years, you will not feel the slightest bit of pain in any dream, no matter how beautiful it is. .”
Bai Yixuan was stunned, not knowing what this meant, and changed the subject: "But the sound of the flute is still there, isn't it a bit disrespectful? After all, he is the gatekeeper of the last level."
Si Xueyi stretched out his legs and leaned against the dock casually, and said angrily: "If he likes to blow, let him blow, and blow him to death!"
Bai Yixuan was annoyed. After a while, he looked at the snow-capped mountains getting closer and closer, and a sad emotion surged into his heart.
In the past nine hundred years, he has met countless geniuses, but no one is as special as Si Xueyi.
This farewell will never be seen again.
I have a trace of my remaining soul, what do I want to do with this?
Bai Yixuan smiled helplessly. He looked at Si Xueyi. At the moment, the other person was bored. He was neither nervous nor excited about reaching the last level.
When Bai Yixuan saw this, he couldn't bear to say: "It's the last level soon. You are neither happy nor sad, as if you have something on your mind. In fact, you can talk to me."
Seeing that Si Xueyi didn't respond, Bai Yixuan laughed at himself: "You don't seem to like me very much. Maybe there is some misunderstanding..."
He no longer addressed me as this saint, but deep down in his heart, he had already recognized Si Xueyi.
Si Xueyi interrupted him and said with a smile: "It's not a misunderstanding or a seeming, I really don't like you."
Seeing him being so rude, Bai Yixuan looked slightly embarrassed and said, "Why?"
Si Xueyi stared at him and said, "Because you are wearing white clothes."
Bai Yixuan laughed dumbly: "This makes no sense."
Si Xueyi, who was bored, suddenly became energetic and said with a smile: "It doesn't make sense. When it comes to matching clothes, you must want others to be ugly to be happy. You are so good-looking, how can I like you?"
"ah?"
Bai Yixuan was stunned on the spot, his ears buzzing, and he was shocked by this answer.
You are so beautiful, why do I like you?
Buzz!
The ship has docked, and once ashore it is the last step.
Seeing Si Xueyi stepping on it without thinking, Bai Yixuan woke up and said: "Si Xueyi, this level is a light on the other side. I can't go ashore, and I can't help you."
"If you reach the top, we can meet again. If you fail..."
Seeing that he was hesitant to speak, Si Xueyi smiled and said, "If I fail, if I turn around, we will never see each other again in this life."
Bai Yixuan's heart warmed up, and he concealed some nervousness, and said with a smile: "It's not that, it's not that... If I were still alive and had a glass of wine with you, I would be a close friend. But now I am just a wisp of my remaining soul, how can I still be there?" What more can you ask for?"
Si Xueyi was amused by him and said: "I'm not even nervous. Being messed with like this by you feels like parting between life and death. Don't be nervous, little Baibai. I'll see you at the top of the tower."
He kicked the lone boat, and without waiting for Bai Yixuan to reply, he turned around and walked away without looking back.
The road to the snow-capped mountains was long, so Si Xueyi spent a lot of effort and finally reached the top of the snow-capped mountains at the end.
The wind is blowing hard and the snow is falling heavily.
Si Xueyi felt waves of coldness on the top of the snow-capped mountains, so cold that her bones were trembling.
Si Xueyi's face turned even colder after seeing clearly the face of the man in white playing the flute on the top of the mountain.
"As expected, it's you, Si Xueqing."
Si Xueyi's teeth were chattering and he was completely unable to control his emotions.
"I actually recognize you. I wonder who you are?" The man in white was slightly surprised and said calmly.
Si Xueyi was stunned when he heard this, and finally laughed: "You actually asked me who I am?"
His smile was extremely gorgeous, like a mandala flower in the depths of hell, hiding a great sadness that had never been seen in the world.
