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Into the night.
The moon and stars are scarce!
?Because the creation gods of other worlds came to the prehistoric world, the sages of the heavens had to temporarily shelve their plan to besiege the Nine Heavens Shrine.
The great teachers of the heavens didn't do anything, but it doesn't mean that those ruthless characters who hold "wealth and wealth and danger" will be safe and sound.
These days, no less than 100,000 people of all kinds have gathered at the foot of Jiuxiao Mountain.
There are Taoist cultivators, Buddhist cultivators, Confucianist cultivators, ghost races, monster races, demon races, and evil people.
The realm also ranges from the lowest Earth Immortal to the highest Daluo Jinxian Peak, and there are also suspected quasi-sage-level bosses hiding in the crowd.
In the past few days, many people have begun to attack the mountain, and they are all cannon fodder such as earth immortals and angels.
Without exception, these people all died on the 900 long piano steps. Although the disciples of the Jiuxiao Shrine were not injured, it was unbearable to be so harassed all day long.
And with the passage of time, these days there are people from the Xuanxian realm who have come to attack the mountain.
It is foreseeable that within a short period of time, Luo Tianshangxian will also make a move, until the last Da Luo Jinxian, and even the quasi-sage.
At the end, the quasi-sage peak powerhouse of the All-heaven Great Sect, carrying the innate spiritual treasures of the all-heaven saints, or the innate treasures, came to attack the mountain.
I'm afraid that at that time, Jiuxiao Shrine will be reduced to a speck of dust in the corridor of history.
In the chaotic world!
A cliff, under a peach blossom tree!
Bu Feifan worked hard for a whole day, marking more than a thousand chess patterns on the green bamboo. Now there are three thousand patterns on the green bamboo body, and the weight has increased from 90,000 jin to 93,000 jin.
The green bamboo body has been evolved into an acquired spiritual treasure by Nine Heavens Breathing Soil, and it can currently withstand 30,000 chess patterns!
When all the 30,000 chess patterns are finished, Qingzhu will advance from the acquired spirit treasure to the acquired treasure.
Then there are nine hundred and ninety-nine holy poems inscribed, so that the acquired treasure can evolve into the innate treasure.
? Then play with heavenly-level piano skills, and store ninety-nine holy-level piano melodies into the green bamboo body, and the first-grade Xiantian Lingbao will be advanced to the middle-grade.
Immediately afterwards, the inscription of 99,999 chess patterns was completed, and the middle grade evolved into a high grade.
When the time comes, the sage will be robbed and baptized by the sea of ??thunder and lightning, and the high-grade innate spirit treasure will suddenly become the best innate spirit treasure that is rare in the prehistoric world.
"After the 30,000 chess patterns are completed, the innate spirit treasure will become the innate treasure, and the endurance of the green bamboo body will be saturated again!"
"At that time, what method should I use to make it strengthen to a higher level?"
Bu Feifan had a frowning face, Nine Heavens Breathing Soil could only be used once, and the second time it would have no effect.
"Forget it, now is not the time to think about this!"
Bu Feifan shook his head, took a sip of the wine, and was about to get up and go back to the house to continue his work, when he turned around and saw Long Qiuxue who was moving lightly with lotus steps.
"Haven't slept yet?!"
Bu Feifan greeted him awkwardly.
There are 100,000 people under Jiuxiao Mountain, and the quasi-sages of the Great Sect of the Heavens will come at any time. If Long Qiuxue can sleep peacefully at this time, it will be hell.
For the first time, Long Qiuxue took off the bronze mask on his face.
It was a face that was enough to amaze time, with a bright and pure jade complexion that could be broken by blows, willow leaf eyebrows were indifferent, pink lips were crystal clear, and a pair of autumn eyes contained natural indifference, with an appearance of refusal to be thousands of miles away.
The moon-blue dress swayed in the wind, three thousand blue hairs were flying, and the faint fragrance gave way to Fan Fei, who couldn't help but took two deep breaths.
"It smells so good!"
Bu Feifei praised.
"How fragrant is it?" Long Qiuxue asked with a cold face.
Bu Feifan thought for a while, and said, "It's more fragrant than peach blossoms!"
Although she didn't smile, Bu Feifei clearly saw Long Qiuxue's Qiushui eyes slightly narrowed, which showed that she was very happy in her heart.
This is enough!
"How confident are you that you will survive this crisis?" Bu Feifan asked.
Long Qiuxue didn't speak, but just shook his head.
Bu Feifan's heart tightened, and he said, "Isn't there even half of it?"
"No!"
Bu Feifan was silent, and Long Qiuxue stopped talking.
After a long time, Long Qiuxue patted the mustard seed, and a guqin glowing white appeared in her hand.
This mouthAs soon as the Qin began to appear, Bu Feifei felt a faint wave of real spirit on it.
"A guqin of the innate spirit treasure level!"
Bu Feifan was shocked. There are many innate spirit treasures in this world, but there are very few top-quality ones, and the innate spirit treasures with the qin as their body are even rarer.
"If I'm not mistaken, this should be a meritorious treasure, Fuxiqin, known as one of the top ten ancient artifacts!"
"good!"
Long Qiuxue nodded lightly.
? It is said that before Kunlun in the Middle East was established by Haotian God, there was a piece of jade conceived by Wanshan.
Later, the jade stone fell into the hands of Emperor Fuxi, who loved music most in his life, so he forged the body of the qin with jade, and made the strings with the silk spun by a sage of the silkworm clan.
On the day when Fuxiqin was refined, many musical instruments in the prehistoric world, including qin, zither, flute, pipa, etc., all lost their voices for three days. No matter who played it, they could not produce sound.
So far, Fuxiqin has been hailed as the emperor of the world's musical instruments!
The sound of Fuxiqin can make people feel peaceful and peaceful. It is said that it has the mysterious power to control the hearts of all things.
"One month, maybe you and I can't live for a month, today, use your heart to play a song for me with all your strength!"
At this moment, Long Qiuxue lost the coercion of the Palace Master of Jiuxiao Shrine. She sat beside Bu Feifan, with her crystal-clear jade chin resting on her knees, staring at the tumbling sea of ??clouds under the cliff in a daze.
"Why!"
Bu Feifan sighed, since he got the Tiandao-level piano music, he really hasn't played a piece with all his strength.
Anyway, today's song was not only presented to Long Qiuxue, but also to himself.
'This should be the last time to play it! ? '
Thinking in his heart, Bu Feifan set up the Fuxiqin, and his slender fingers began to vibrate the first string.
"Zheng!"
? A melodious and long tune came out, and the melody of this tune was faint, with a sense of indifference, resounding all over the place.
The sound of this piano is no longer a question of whether it sounds good or not, but it can evoke the deepest emotions in the hearts of all beings in the world. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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