Feng Linwen hung up the communication and returned his eyes to the stage.
At first glance, I was a little surprised.
Standing on the stage at this moment is Monet, the Lord of Souls.
The Lord of Souls, Monet, came to the Ancestral Star. This was something Feng Linwen had known for a long time.
There was even Feng Linyi pushing it behind the scenes.
Not only Monet, but also Lou Nan, the God of Slaughter Egefi, the reborn God of Strength, etc., all came to the Ancestral Star to broaden their horizons.
But Feng Linwen didn't expect that Monet would also attend the singing party.
And is about to start his show.
Covered in a strange black robe, Monet stood in the center of the stage, like a black mist.
The millions of live viewers below the stage pointed at him.
In the world of Osiris, the aloof Lord of Souls, when he comes here, is like a monkey in a zoo for people to watch.
But Monet was not angry.
He felt that at this moment, this situation was completely different from the past.
This was something he had never experienced in his long life.
"Should I sing or not? If I don't sing, someone else will sing. Can't I just take up my seat?" an audience member shouted from the audience.
The very impolite voice of this audience can be blocked, but most of the audience, in order to feel the atmosphere, did not turn on the noise blocking system attached to their seats.
So when one audience gets uproarious, more spectators follow suit.
There was a commotion in the audience.
This will invisibly put great pressure on those performing on stage.
Next to Monet, there are several exquisite, elf-like robots suspended.
They are responsible for transmitting sound, recording images, and conducting live broadcasts.
Monet opened his mouth.
There are no lyrics, just the tone.
The pitch is flat at first.
It was as calm as a gurgling stream, flowing quietly through the nameless canyon. Although it was a bit winding, there were no waves.
But gradually, the tone began to become vaguely high-pitched.
But it is also very delicate. This delicate sound vibrates the eardrums and teases people's heartstrings.
Inevitably, it caused physical discomfort to many people.
The noisy voices became even more manic.
Suddenly, a fall.
Just like a cliff.
Monet's singing became 'free'.
The notes that make up music break all conventional boundaries and are combined arbitrarily in his throat.
The initial discomfort and discomfort began to disappear.
Instead, a kind of indescribable beauty came to my heart.
At this moment, everyone and every creature heard what they thought was the most beautiful voice from Monet’s singing.
Some people recall their bitter first loves.
Some people thought of their parents who were no longer around.
There are many people who think of the hardships they have experienced and for a moment... seem to be pulled back to that unbearable time.
Although these are not necessarily beautiful.
But it must hit the soul directly.
In the stands, several disguised Level 10s showed surprised expressions.
Then the eyes that looked at Monet began to sparkle with an unknown light.
What is the most soul-stirring thing?
That is often the best, at the most glorious moment, then stop and tear it into pieces for everyone to see.
The bloody, cruel and realistic ones replace what was once beautiful, illusory and unreal.
Monet's singing vividly displays these emotional changes.
"What a pity!" Feng Linwen sighed.
Now Monet has indeed mastered the true meaning of the soul.
He can play with souls and guide people's hearts at will.
If Monet was not a tireless seeker, but an ambitious person, then with this one hand, he could cause catastrophes in countless worlds.
Even so, Feng Linwen's evaluation of him was... What a pity!
Because Monet was still playing with the soul, he did not touch the deeper connotation.
Nor did he reveal his soul or dig into his soul.
It can be said that this song that touches the soul itself has no soul.
It sounds convoluted, but it should be... not difficult to understand.
"He should be given time to grow up, and his appearance has also attracted a considerable number of people's attention. Although the attention on me will not be reduced in the slightest, it can act as a blindfold." Feng Lin I thought to myself.
Anyone who knows how to do magic knows that the fewer props used, the more difficult the magic itself will be.
Monet acted as a prop for Feng Linwen.
And Lu Qinglu!
also the same!
It was Lu Qinglu who Feng Linwen contacted.
This female swordswoman who once dominated Feng Linyi in terms of IQ and taught him many things has not appeared in Feng Linyi's life for a long time.
The former Feng Linwen was actually a little reluctant to deal with Lu Qinglu.
And now...he took the initiative to look for Lu Qinglu.
There are some doubts that he has not solved yet, so he wants to get an answer.
At the same time, Lu Qinglu was attracted, and Feng Linwen was tentatively releasing a signal, sending out a smoke bomb.
"Is he going to ask the Ancient Immortal Buddha to help him again?"
"Are you really not afraid that your tail will fall off?" The person who spoke was the big fat man. Although the big fat man was a Buddha, he was not an ancient immortal Buddha. If you look closely at his body, it is not difficult to notice that there are many traces of other spiritual practices on his body.
Fifth Master Qiao pulled the pipe, took a drag, and blew out the smoke ring and said: "This is how smart he is! He knew that Lu Qinglu was entangled with Gu Xianfo and had a deep relationship, but he still came to her. "
"Then why doesn't he simply contact Master Yuding or Zhen Yuanzi?"
Fifth Master Qiao shook his head with a smile and said, "It's not because the flags represented by Master Yuding and Zhen Yuanzi are too clear. Once they are brought into the situation, there will be no room for maneuver."
"It seems... Our General Feng Linwen still hasn't made any progress. Even if he can break through the more real world, his methods are still the same."
Pretending to be mysterious seems to have always been Feng Linwen's specialty.
This time, it seems, there is no exception.
At the same time, behind the scenes of pretense, taking advantage of the contradictory relationships between different forces, playing both sides, and finally reaping the benefits, is also one of Feng Lin's usual tricks.
Anyone who has studied Feng Linfu knows this well.
"Don't underestimate him. Although his methods are similar, his usage is different every time. If you are careless, you might end up capsizing in the gutter." The big fat man said with a smile.
Although he sounded worried, he didn't really feel worried.
They did not look down on Feng Linyi.
It's just that... Feng Linwen is only at level nine after all.
There is still a big, big, big difference between level nine and level ten.
Some differences cannot be made up by wisdom.
The big fat man and Fifth Master Qiao seemed to be discussing Feng Linyi, but in fact they were testing each other.
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