Drifting with the current as the waves rise, listening to the song of death as the sun sets and the clouds set.
Yama, the dead ghost of the piano, invites a battle thousands of miles away, taking innocent villagers as hostages, and sets a three-day period. If the mountains and rivers do not come, he will start a massacre.
The sound dissipated, and Yue Guan Shan, Bie Yunyi, and Yue Xi looked at each other, each frowning, and they all looked at Fu Xi Chuan Qin Yang Shan Shui in front of him.
I sat there looking up at the mountains and rivers for three months, motionless, with no trace of my soul, traveling far away.
How can I return within three days?
Yue Xi said: "If Master cannot rush back, for the sake of Fuxi's reputation and the sake of innocent people, we are the only ones to take action."
In March, three fellow practitioners, Fuxi Tianyin, have made progress, but they still have no chance of winning against top players like Qin Shigui Yama.
In terms of Qin Dao cultivation, Gui Yanluo created his own way to die on the Qin, and the three of them were not as good as him.
In terms of martial arts cultivation, Gui Yanluo is ranked in the realm of joining the Tao, while Bie Yunyi and Yue Xi are only in the realm of entering the Tao, a step behind.
If the Yueguan Mountain itself is here, I have nothing to say and can easily capture it. But at this time, he only had a little spiritual consciousness stored in the sword and had no fighting power at all.
Bie Yunyi said: "The odds of winning are too low, so this is the last resort. For the current plan, we need to bring back the master's soul. Hmm... Yueguan Mountain, you can be extraordinary, do you have any good strategies?"
Yueguanshan stared at Yangshanshui for a long time, and said: "The physical body and the soul are a whole. I have an extraordinary sacred skill "Heaven and Earth Leading Back", which can follow its physical body and find its soul. But this body of mine is Transformed by spiritual consciousness, the skill is limited and needs the help of other things.”
"What?"
"Well... the Fuxi Tianyin cultivated by Master, every note has been integrated into his physical body and soul. You two play Fuxi Tianyin, and I use it as a bridge to build the connection between his physical body and his soul."
The three of them looked at each other and nodded.
Yuexi, the mysterious goddess of the night sky, played the sacred harp Ye Shu, playing the rhythm of the first notes of Fuxi's Tianyin, like the sound of heaven.
Huajun bids farewell to Yunyi and presses the Tianqin with his fingers, picking up the string sound of the moonlight and resembling the sound of the earth.
The divine harp Ye Shu is said to be one of the seven harps passed down by Fu Xi. As for the Tianqin, it is said that it was Emperor Wa who patched the sky. Heaven was inspired by his virtue, and he used colorful cloud ribbons to condense silk into strings, and it was created by heaven.
The two sacred musical instruments play Fuxi's Tianyin at the same time, working in tacit understanding and complementing each other. With the help of God, they gradually fade into nothingness until they are heard all over the world.
Yue Guan Shan nodded, and the song was heard all over the world. God helps me, I feel more confident this way.
I saw a pointing finger from Yueguan Mountain at the center of Yang Shanshui's brow, and used the "Heaven and Earth Leading Back" to explore the traces of Yang Shanshui's primordial spirit through Fuxi Tianyin.
Follow the sound of the piano and wander around the nine heavens and six realms, in the clouds and fog, to a mysterious place.
Swinging upward, you can see the clear sky surging like clouds and tides. Immortals arrive on cranes, and their positions are black and white, vertical and horizontal. .
Suddenly there was a mountain, and clouds and fog came out. Under the bright sun, it was pure and holy.
The breeze blew by, revealing the carvings on both sides of the mountain.
One is: If you compete with the sky, you will lose half an eye first; the other is: If you compete with others, you will win half an eye.
In the Yunwu Mountain, the clouds and mist turned into a chessboard, black and white dots fell, and Tian Yuan took action.
Exactly: A battle for Tianyuan will come to an end in March.
On the chessboard, black and white are arranged vertically and horizontally, like a tiger sitting on a dragon's board. If you are not careful, either the tiger will fall to the ground, or the dragon will swim in the shallow water.
Yang Shanshui stared at the chessboard, concentrating on the key to breaking the game, and did not dare to drop the black piece in his hand for a long time.
At this moment, I suddenly heard the intermittent rhythm, which was vague and misty, and I didn’t know where it came from. If I listened carefully, it turned out to be the sound of Fuxi Tianyin.
"Danger, come back soon, come back soon..."
Shutianbanzi Yuanjie swept away his strength and suddenly said: "My friend admires the mountains and rivers, it's your turn."
There was no music in my ears. I looked up at the landscape and looked at the chessboard again, thinking calmly and carefully for a long time. Suddenly my eyes lit up: "Well... the key point is that I found the opportunity to win."
He raised his piece and dropped it. At the last moment when he landed on the chessboard, the sound of heaven and earth sounded in his ears again.
Fuxi Tianyin.
Fuxi Tianyin echoed in his soul, and he suddenly came back to his senses, completely awake, and said: "Friend, I have something important to do. I will hold this position for now, please."
After saying that, he looked up at the mountains and rivers and turned into flowing light and left.
Yuan Jie, the loser half of the sky, let out a long sigh, looked at the situation of Tian Yuan in the sky, waved his hand, the clouds and mist dispersed, black and white rose and fell.
"Hey, I took your soul here, shielded my thoughts, and immersed myself in the chess game. I wanted to imitate your life span, mess with your timing, and break the ghost calamity and your destiny of death. Who would have thought that someone would find you here? It's God's will. This game is over. It will be a lifelong regret for you and me, helpless."
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Drifting in the Luoxia Pavilion, casting spells on Yueguan Mountain, the spiritual consciousness followed Fuxi Tianyin, and arrived at a cloudy mountain. He only had time to convey a sentence, and was beaten back by Shutian Banzi Yuanjie, and his efforts were completely ruined.
His figure gradually faded, revealing the shape of a sword.
"The spiritual consciousness is about to be exhausted. Let Cang Ya Xingke know who the sword is and let him hold the battle."
A little bit of spiritual consciousness in Yueguan Mountain left the sword of benevolence and the sword of Taoism and went straight to Cangya Xingke's sword.
When the spiritual consciousness goes away, the sword of benevolence and the sword of discipline appear, separating the two sides of Yunyi.
Looking at Farewell Yunyi and Yuexi again, Fuxi Tianyin played to the end. For a moment, the heaven and earth were silent, and everything was silent.
The two of them looked at each other, but they didn't see Yueguan Mountain, only the knife and sword, and they didn't see Yangshanshui waking up.
A feeling of disappointment came over me, and I closed my eyes and sighed.
"Failed?"
"No, you succeeded, you succeeded in calling me back,"
There was a sudden sound, and the two of them looked at it. It was Fuxi who was playing the piano and admiring the mountains and rivers. He smiled and said: "I heard the sound of your piano. In just a few hours, you were able to play it to this point. It's very good, very good. I sent the message to the wrong person. Why are you calling me back so urgently?"
Yuexi said: "It's not just a few hours, it's already been three months. A few days ago, the dead ghost Yama Qianli invited a battle, and more than a hundred villagers were taken as hostages. Three days later, there will be a decisive battle in the Wanxiang Ghost Cave."
It's already been three months, what a way to manipulate the soul, my friend, are you trying to stop me from this fight? I'm afraid I'll disappoint you.
Yang Shanshui said: "My life is about to end, and I will go all out in this battle. If I get rid of Yama, the dead ghost of Qin, there will be much misfortune. In the remaining two days, I will do my best to teach you Fuxi Tianyin."
The two people's expressions changed when they heard this, and they said anxiously: "Master..."
Yang Shanshui waved his hands and said, "Don't talk too much. I have made up my mind. Just listen carefully."
Three days passed by in a blink of an eye. Fuxi stood up, waving his sleeves and waving his sleeves in the air. He carried his back and headed straight for the Wanxiang Ghost Cave.
Hua Junbie Yunyi put away the sword of benevolence and the sword, and followed closely with Yue Xi, the mysterious girl of Ye Tian.
The ghost cave of Vientiane is always covered with haze and never sees the light of day.
As Ghost Yama Luo Qianli invited a fight, many martial arts people gathered nearby to watch the peak martial arts showdown.
Suddenly, the haze was swept away, and the sun shone into the ghost cave, causing ghosts to howl. I was surprised to see a man dressed in white, floating and walking naked.
Hearing him chant:
"The sound of the strings opens and the heaven is astounding, the harp has been played for thousands of years, and the mountains and rivers are my destiny.
Who can rival Fuxi when he sings a song? He looks up to the sky and roars, and there is no one in the country. "
As soon as he stood up, the ground shook and the mountains shook. He waved his hand again, and dust fell from the sky. With one finger of the string, the sound waves shook the heaven and the earth.
"Kick, knock... Demonic souls, ghosts, monsters, and undead souls, all the sounds are ghosts and demons."
The ghosts laughed endlessly, and the dead ghost Yama walked out of the ghost cave and raised his hand to summon the judge. "Looking up the mountains and rivers, you deserve to be defeated by my hands today."
"Ghost Yama, the ghost that brings disaster to the world, I will drag you to hell even if I sacrifice my life today."
"My name is Ghost Yama, hell, what a joke."
Fuxi passed down the harp to admire the mountains and rivers, and Yama, the dead ghost of the harp, started the third fateful battle that shocked the world.
Fuxi versus Yama, a duel between heaven and earth, to see who is more skilled, to see who has deeper plans...
"Fuxi, for keeping people here until the fifth watch without permission, your crime is unforgivable."
"Yam Luo, what can you do to me?"
