Chapter 1390, Beating Sound Technique
Wu Ying took out two long porcelain bottles from the container, with a bright silver thread connecting the bottoms of the two bottles.
Both bottles have trumpet-shaped mouths, long necks, bulging bellies, convergent downwards, wide at the bottom, and a shape slightly like a phoenix tail.
The body of the bottle is engraved with a beautiful lotus pattern, and is painted with gold in five colors, exuding a sparkling light and a hint of nobility.
The only difference between the two bottles is that one of the bottles has four sound holes like musical instruments.
Wu Ying introduced: "This is the 'Phoenix Tail Zun' specially made by the Pingling Sect. It is a necessary item for performing the 'Pounding Sound Technique'."
Under the astonished looks of Lu Feng and Ning Xiang, Wu Ying held the bottle without holes and pressed it against one of the stone walls at the entrance of the many forks.
As Wu Ying's spiritual energy circulated, the colorful gold lines on the bottle shone continuously, and several sharp spear blades with reverse edges emerged from the trumpet-shaped opening.
After being embedded on the stone wall, with just a slight twist, the bottle was tightly fixed to the wall.
Wu Ying then pulled the connected silk thread and moved backwards until the thread became taut before stopping.
Lu Feng watched intently. At the moment when the silk thread was taut, he clearly caught a faint stream of light. From the shining lines on the bottle on the wall, it flowed along the silk thread to the bottle at the other end. middle.
Wu Ying said seriously to Lu Feng and the other two, "While I am performing the Beating Technique, please do not move around or make too much noise, otherwise my ears will not be preserved."
Ning Xiang quickly covered her mouth.
Lu Feng nodded knowingly, and at the same time helped to alert the surroundings to prevent accidental interference.
After Wu Ying finished his instructions, he felt relieved. If it weren't for his trust in Lu Feng, he would never dare to use such a secret technique rashly.
The art of pounding sound can be said to be a method of amplifying hearing countless times. It not only greatly improves one's own hearing, but also infinitely reduces the sensitivity of the cochlea. In this state, if a loud noise is rashly introduced, it will at least make people feel uncomfortable. Deafness, in severe cases, will cause the sound wave to directly penetrate the ear veins and shatter the heart.
Wu Ying carefully placed the Phoenix Tail statue in her hand against her ear, and held the hand on the bottle, carefully avoiding the four sound holes on it with her four fingers.
With his current level of proficiency in the Beating Technique, if he directly closed the 'four holes' and turned the listening volume to the maximum, he would probably be shattered without even making a loud noise.
Even within the Pingling Sect, Rong Wenxuan and others who have practiced for many years are far from reaching the realm of the 'Four Holes Beating Sound'.
Judging from Wu Ying's understanding of the sound art, if he could control the four-hole realm, he would be able to clearly hear the structure of the tomb realm inside and outside in just a moment.
In such a state, let alone breaking through any mazes or traps, even the sound of a tiny insect crawling can be clearly caught.
As a beginner, Wu Ying was already well versed in this principle, but she still had no confidence in sealing the sound hole when using it. During the last practice, she boldly tried it, but was struck by a piece that suddenly fell from the hole. The pebbles shook my ears so hard that I became deaf for three days.
Wu Ying's expression kept changing as the strange sound waves passed into his ears.
Surprise, surprise, doubt, frown, solemnity...
It seems that the test of beating music is not as satisfactory as expected.
Although Lu Feng was worried in his heart, he saw that the taut silver threads were constantly filled with spiritual essence flowing into his ears, and he did not dare to say a word for fear of disturbing Wu Ying in his current state.
The surroundings were so quiet that even the sound of breathing had stopped, only a few beating hearts remained.
Half a stick of incense passed.
Wu Ying's other hand suddenly stretched out, and streams of spiritual energy began to condense in his palm, gradually weaving paths.
Lu Feng looked at it in astonishment. He didn't expect that there was actually a way to tell the path by sound. It really opened his eyes.
We can be sure that the pounding technique that Wu Ying is performing at this moment is definitely not an ordinary sound identification, and the basis for its identification is definitely not sounds that ordinary ears can hear, but should be more detailed.
This can also be seen from the fact that he gently flicks the tight silver thread from time to time.
The essence of the sound technique should lie in the difference in feedback when sound vibrates different types of objects to achieve the purpose of discrimination.
Every time Wu Ying seemed to inadvertently move the silver wire, it was actually transmitting a vibration to the stone wall on the other side that was difficult for ordinary people's ears to catch.
After such vibrations are transmitted to the stone wall, they will not dissipate, but will continue to spread deeper and form new vibrations when they touch the stone walls in different areas or different objects. They will last for a long time and penetrate endlessly.
What Wu Ying has to do when using the Beating Sound Technique is to focus on identifying what objects these vibrations are transmitted from and where they are transmitted back, and then create a path for each vibration propagation in his mind to distinguish between false and true. Find the exact path.
In the current environment, such detection techniques seem to be much more practical than soul awareness.
Through his soul consciousness, Lu Feng could barely penetrate the scene behind more than ten stone walls. Going deeper, it was difficult to see.
However, this technique of pounding sounds is not like the direct penetration survey of soul consciousness. Instead, it relies on the environment itself. The more obstacles and the more complex the terrain, the more conducive to the spread of vibrations.
Seeing Wu Ying's increasingly tightened brows and the stagnant spiritual energy condensing in his hands, Lu Feng became nervous and his heart beat a little faster.
This went on for a while.
The path condensed in Wu Ying's hand remained unchanged.
Just when Lu Feng thought Wu Ying was frustrated and might have to stop.
But he saw Wu Ying's hand holding the Phoenix Tail Vase, where his index finger was, quietly covering one of the sound holes.
At the moment when the sound hole was sealed, it could be clearly seen that Wu Ying's face turned pale, and cold sweat appeared on his forehead.
Finally, the path condensed in his hand began to make new movements, gradually completing and improving...
Just when Lu Feng secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that Wu Ying had succeeded, he saw that he suddenly stopped moving again.
Even after waiting for a moment, the paths condensed in his hands dispersed.
Lu Feng's heart skipped a beat again.
At this moment, Wu Ying's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened slowly, but instead of looking ahead, he glanced at Lu Feng, who was standing in front of him.
There were three parts of surprise, three parts of self-doubt, and ninety-four parts of disbelief in his eyes.
At the same time, the phoenix-tail bottle that had been attached to the ear was also taken off.
Only now did Lu Feng and Ning Xiang dare to breathe loudly.
Ning Xiang almost collapsed. For fear of causing any noise, she didn't even dare to move even half a step. She just stood there blankly, her legs were a little stiff and numb.
"What's wrong?" Lu Feng felt a little uncomfortable with Wu Ying's incomprehensible look, "But what did he find in the maze? Is it possible..."
"Ah? What are you talking about?" Wu Ying tilted his head and cocked his ears, and shouted loudly: "My ears are noisy, please speak louder!"
"I said……"
Lu Feng took a deep breath, increased his volume, and asked again.
Only then did Wu Ying vaguely hear the words, but she did not respond. With an intriguing look in her eyes, she said hesitantly: "Let me take a moment and I'll get back to you later."
After saying that, he put away the Fengweizun and chose a fork that was farther away.
"Follow me~"
While Wu Ying led the way, he slowly poured spiritual energy into his ears and gently massaged the meridians on them to alleviate the slight disturbance that he had accidentally suffered when he had just used the Beating Technique.
Fortunately, he had the experience of being injured by a falling stone. This time, he took precautions in time when he realized something was wrong, which only caused a brief tinnitus.
Originally, he could have avoided such an impact, but the problem was that the moment he let go of Feng Wei Zun, he accidentally captured Lu Feng's heartbeat. The unfamiliar and sinister feeling made him instinctively do it. After being frightened for a moment, he slowed down for a moment.
Lu Feng followed Wu Ying, always feeling that the latter was a little preoccupied.
As he walked around twenty stone walls, he avoided countless roadblocks and traps.
Wu Ying only stopped when he reached a three-way intersection in the maze.
"Huh~"
"It feels better."
Wu Ying breathed a sigh of relief, and while picking his ears with his little finger, he said to Lu Feng: "The forks on the left and right are both dead ends..."
"Then let's go to the middle," Lu Feng said subconsciously, as if this was not a multiple-choice question.
Wu Ying shook his head and said in a deep voice: "From these two dead ends, I sensed the presence of the dead. And judging from the feelings returned by the vibration, the corpse was not stiff, and the flesh and blood still existed. It should have been just now." He died only a few days ago."
When Ning Xiang heard this, her face was instantly frightened, and her body was trembling slightly with fear, fearing that the dead people Wu Ying mentioned were her brothers and sisters.
"How many people are there in total?" Lu Feng's heavy voice also contained a hint of trembling.
"One person on each side," Wu Ying looked hesitantly at the passage on the right, "The people who died in front of this passage had a strange posture after death, as if they were standing or stuck in some mechanism. "
"Go and take a look," Lu Feng took heavy steps. No matter who was waiting for him in front of him, as a master and a sect leader, he had the responsibility to take a look.
"Let's go to the left first, the distance is closer," Wu Ying said, leading the way.
After walking a hundred steps, a figure lying on the ground appeared in sight.
Ning Xiang's expression changed: "It's Senior Brother Qu Cheng'an~"
Although there was a bit of heartache in the words, they were temporarily relieved to see that Brother Aman and the others were not their own.
Lu Feng frowned and approached, seeing that he was wearing the regular uniform of a disciple of the Qingshan Sword Sect, he couldn't help but feel a sense of self-blame in his heart.
If it weren't for him, the disciples of Qingshan Sword Sect would not take the risk of coming here.
In the final analysis, he was responsible for Qu Chengan's death.
But it was mostly based on the hatred of Huo Qiu and his party.
Before that, Lu Feng had confirmed with Wu Ying that the tomb realm he was currently in, judging from the layout of the entrance, was indeed only the Five Elements Realm with a quality between the Earth Soul Realm. Yun Buran did not lie, and there was nothing wrong with it. Bad intentions.
The reason why it suddenly became so fierce and abnormal was because someone triggered the restrictions in the main tomb chamber.
This is also what Chongmen has always done.
The important thing is to lure the enemy deep into the enemy, without getting in or out!
