MTL - Ascending, Do Not Disturb-~ 77. Out of the limelight

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The sound repair is the most lethal monk except the sword repair, but the volume requirements for the spiritual power are also extremely harsh, and the damage caused is very terrible, but for the monk who is not high enough, it The biggest problem is that the spiritual consumption is particularly fast. With the current cultivation, I can control the Fengshou very well, but I will stick to it soon.

It can be said that in the early stage of cultivation, the sound repair is a little pitiful body, but if it is after the Yuan Ying period, it is not a shot, it is a **** of death. However, in the entire realm of comprehension, the monk who repaired the main voice is no more than the poor and unrecognized chef. Because the sound repairing method is extremely high on the monk's talents, it is not the monk who chooses it, but the monk who chooses it. Therefore, the entire revision of the real world is less and less repaired. In recent centuries, the total number of sound repairs in the Yuan Ying period was... zero.

箜篌 Only when I didn’t hear Libo, she looked at the succubus that came from all sides, and her fingers swayed on the strings.

She did not like the father to indulge in music, let the traitor be in the way, and even once had a resentful attitude towards the music. Now she has already understood that the music is innocent and the instrument is innocent. The only one who is really wrong is the father.

The succubus most likes the negative emotions of human beings. Fear, jealousy, hate, regret, and sadness are all delicious.

The music sounded, this is a relatively simple one in the cymbal instrument. The music is calm and joyful and blessed. This is the only song that she was only six years old before the Jijia dynasty was destroyed.

Learning this song is not for herself, but for the favor of the father, but she has not had time to play in front of the father, Jing Hongdi took the soldiers into the fight. Since then, she has never played any more.

If you don't understand joy and don't know how to bring joy to others, how can you play this song?

But she already understands it, and she has already let go.

The simple minor tune spreads with strong spiritual power. The succubuses are like flies that are out of control, flying around. However, they can hide there, there is a sound in the wind, there is a sound in the forest, and even a gap in the darkness, there is a voice.

The fascination of a large blockbuster disappeared into black smoke, and the fingers of the chords playing the phoenix's head did not stop, and the music came far and far.

I waved my sword, and I remembered a lot of little things. When she first arrived in Zhaozong, the beautiful skirt she bought for her; when the qi was successful, Master’s brother praised her as the most talented monk in addition to Zhongzheng real people in the realm of cultivation; Brother, when she was sent back to the sect, she secretly gave her a favorite honeydew.

Originally from her entry into Zhaozong, there have been so many trivial but happy little things.

At the end of the song, the succubus has disappeared. I don't know how long it took, and Li Bo came back. She slowly turned her gaze to her, and she had already turned her life weapon into a hairpin and re-inserted it in her hair.

"Oh..." Look at it again, there is a kind of shock in the heart of Libo. This ability to control the life-threatening device is not like a monk who has just become a mentally active monk. What a terrible talent this is?

She smiled at her and said: "Cibo Fairy, come and help me."

Li Bo saw her face a little white, guessing that she might consume almost the same spiritual power, and she reached out to help. However, there was a personal movement behind her that was faster than her. It was like a white light, crossed from her eyes, and when she saw it, she was already supported by him.

"God, calm." Yuzong put a condensate into the mouth and reached out to hold her waist. However, the hand holding the waist, the palm of the hand is a fist, and there is no opportunity to put the whole palm on the waist.

Libo silently took back his hand.

"How do you feel?" Mou Zong entered some aura into the Lingtai, and when she saw her face ease, she slowly released her.

"Yes, it's not bad." Looked at the eyes of Miao Zong's eyes, it looks very happy. "At that moment, I felt that my gods and Fengshou seemed to be integrated. Fengshou can feel it. My emotions, and I know how to play the phoenix, in order to make it the most capable."

I touched the Feng Shou of the hair. She never liked her own life at this moment. It is like a part of her body and she can never be separated.

"You have already touched the threshold of enlightenment." Mou Zong looked at the girl's red cheeks. "It's very powerful."

“Really?” His eyes widened, and there was full of smiles and excitement.

Yan Zong’s lips are slightly curved. “Don’t lie to you.” He sacrificed a flying sword and pulled it up and jumped up: “First take a break and relax your mind, don’t think about anything.”

"Yeah." He nodded, sitting cross-legged on the sword and meditating with his eyes closed.

Libo put the spiritually exhausted younger brother on his own flying instrument and turned to ask: "Which is the real person, the flying instrument in the secret world, will it be too conspicuous?"

Yan Zong turned to look at Lin Biao and asked him to explain it.

"Chu Bo girl, if the secret has not yet opened the spirit, then walking is the safest way. But the secrets of the spirit have been opened, almost all of us can not move it, and then choose to walk is just a delay." The hand brought the middle-aged disguise to his flying instrument and turned to ask Jin Ling. "Can Jin Ling girl come up together?"

"No, I can do it myself." Jin Ling took out her flying sword and jumped up and flew into the air.

I saw the swordsmanship of the Libo fairy, and the sound attacking technique of the fairy fairy. Jin Ling was deeply moved. As a woman, she can't make herself perform too badly, affecting the image of a woman.

Silently flew to the middle, Jin Ling looked at the squat in front of the scorpion sitting on the scorpion flying sword, the mood is a bit complicated. If she is a fairy, she must not be able to believe in a whole other sect, not to mention her talent is so outstanding, if other sects want to ruin her, now is a good opportunity.

A lot of good things will be torn apart, isn't it not afraid?

In the end, I was afraid that Jin Ling was not clear, but I didn’t wake up until they were stopped by the enchantment.

The sudden appearance of enchantment has not allowed everyone to be surprised. The accident is that there is a painting on the mountain wall next to the enchantment. This painting is very weird. The beautiful person is murderous and ruthless. The evil face is crying by the river, and there are expressionless passersby on both sides of the road.

Jin Ling only looked at her eyes and felt dizzy and vomiting. She closed her eyes and held her heart, but she did not dare to look again.

Libo is much better than Jinling. She looks at the ugly woman who is crying in the painting and frowns slightly. Is it that the person who is eaten by the beauty is her loved one, so will she lie on the floor and cry?

Is it a hint that this mural is suddenly appearing now?

"The son?" Lin Biao turned to see Miao Zong.

The ancestral sword was unsheathed, and the powerful sword was flying straight toward the enchantment. The enchantment was swaying and was broken by a sword.

"There is a squad in this painting. If you look at it for a long time, it will be easy to get stuck and you can't get out." Yu Zong was indifferent. "It’s a rare thing to pretend to be a ghost. The voice is falling. He is a sword." The painting on the mountain wall was destroyed, and the woman who screamed and cried on the riverside turned into a pile of gravel.

Once again, I jumped on Feijian, and Zhaozong looked at her eyes without being awakened. The tone was faint to everyone: "Go."

Things that can be solved with a sword are not things.

The disciples of Zhaozong Zong and the middle-aged smug looked at this scene with a stunned look. What kind of realm did the sect of the sect of Zong Zong become, and even a sword broke the enchantment established by the secret?

It’s all such awesome people. What kind of experience can you get into this secret? Can't you always come to see the scenery?

After the enchantment, it is a heavy world, the mountain rocks, the sun shining high, the hot temperature is roasting and the skin hurts. Jin Ling quickly took out three umbrellas from the storage bag at the waist and gave it to Libo. When I wanted to give it to me, I remembered that I was still in the process. So she stretched out her hand in the direction of her, and she became embarrassed. She didn’t know if she had to recover it, or forced it.

"Why is this?" Miao Zong took the umbrella and saw that the chopping wave next to it had been covered with an umbrella.

"Real people, this kind of sun is easy to tanning people, you have to eat a lot of white pills to recover." Jin Ling pointed to the scorching sun in the sky, and squinted at the skin like snow, "the fairy face is white and tender, It’s a pity to tan."

"No need." Yan Zong returned the umbrella to Jin Ling.

Jin Ling took the umbrella and sympathized and looked at the ignorant and unconscious. This is the end of the credulous man. I hope that when she wakes up and finds that her face is dark, she will not be angry with the real person.

Just thinking about it, Jin Ling saw that Zong Zong took out a jade umbrella from the storage ring. This umbrella was not made with anything. She felt the coolness and aura of her from a distance.

Seeing that Zongzong opened the umbrella and covered it in the top of the skull, Jin Ling silently flew away from the real person.

She is still young, her mood is not stable, and she can't stand this kind of stimulation.

When Zhao Zhaozong’s disciple saw it, he stood up from Feijian and smiled at the chopper standing in front of him: “Sister, I will give you an umbrella, don’t be tired of you.”

Libo did not politely with him, and turned his hand to him: "Supported."

Zhao Zhaozong’s disciple nodded again and again, and he was as diligent as a puppy. The mood of Libo suddenly rose up, and it was still good for her own brothers and brothers. She knew that she was dedicated to the outside and gave her a face.

"Help!"

The land was sent to cry for help, and the Libo fairy looked down. Most of Changde’s brothers were buried in the mud, leaving only the head and hands to dance around, trying to catch something to slow down his fall.

"Brothers!" Li Bo and his younger brother saw each other, and they all rushed up. Mou Zong waved her back with aura, and the Libo fairy fell on the flying sword and turned to glare at the ancestors. "What is this real person?"

"Changde Daoyou is a very calm person. If it is really in this dilemma, it is impossible to just be in a hurry to call for help." Zhai Zong took a command, and the volley was between Libo and Zhao’s disciples. Look again."

Libo looked again, this is the brother, it is clearly a constant climb. She had a little sweat on her forehead. If it wasn't for the real person here today, she might have jumped out to save.

Yan Zong nodded and looked at the sly, this ghost that is unwilling to accept death, can only be destroyed with a sword. He found a bottle of the dew from the abbot of the Qingjing Temple from the storage ring and took a drop to the body.

In the blink of an eye, the scorpion turned into ashes, and the ghost attached to the scorpion turned into a blue smoke and disappeared.

When I opened my eyes, I saw a scene in which the sects of the ancestors were playing with the dew. When the ghosts drifted away, she asked: "Zhu Zong, what are you doing?"

"Super." Seeing the station got up, Yuzong moved the position of the parachute, and did not let the sun shine on her.

"Wow." I was amazed. "You really have anything."

In fact, what Zong Zong did was to use the spiritual power to drop the dew from the abbot of the Qingjing Temple on the body. As long as the right way monks can do it.

Mou Zong shook his head: "It's not me who can, it's the credit of this bottle of Linglu. Linglu is given by the abbot of the Qingjing Temple, and there is a Dharma blessing."

"That is also yours." He said, "I heard that the abbot of Qingjing Temple has not seen foreign visitors all the year round. You can get the spiritual dew that he gave, which is enough to prove your excellence."

Upon hearing this statement, Mou Zong was slightly horrified and immediately laughed.

Being trusted wholeheartedly, and in the other's mind, his image is extremely tall, it is a compliment that people can't refuse. Miao Zong thought that if he wanted to see the sea at this moment, he must take her to the sea. If she wanted to touch the stars, he would take her to pick the stars.

Being trusted so faithfully, she is reluctant to let her be disappointed.

"Umbrella gives me, I will support myself." He reached out and took the handle of the umbrella. The soft fingers touched the back of the hand, and the fingertips of the Zongzong trembled, and quickly released his hand. The tingling and hot touch on the back of the hand spread to the heart along the arm.

I saw a lot of red cheeks on the cheeks. I stood next to him and raised the umbrella to the top of the two people. "You don't cover yourself with such a big sun?"

Looking down at the white cheeks, Miao Zong took a step back: "Good."

"The face is red." He grabbed his sleeve and took the man back. "A black cover, you are better on your face."

Such a good-looking face, if she is blinded to see it is sunburned, it is simply sin.

The cicada who had recovered from the horror was wanting to thank Xun Zong, and turned his head to see his intimate gesture and chose not to speak. No matter what Changde’s brother said, she would not think that these two men are pure friendship between men and women.

She didn't believe in killing her.

After the ghosts were over, they didn’t encounter any strange illusions along the way until they flew out of the barren hills. Nothing happened. So what is the purpose of this barren hill, let them spend more time in the sun?

Outside the barren hill, there was an enchantment, and a monument was placed next to the enchantment, and the words "life and death" were written.

When it comes to life and death, it is always more horrible.

When Zhao Zhaozong’s disciples were just about to speak, they saw that Zhai Zong’s foot was on the stone tablet, and the stone tablet was broken: “Go.”

Lin Biao: "..."

How do you feel that the son is doing something special today... like the limelight?

The most unexpected thing for Lin Biao is that the son of the son is not stable. Today is the sky and the enchantment. The inner abdomen should be discomfortable, but the son at the moment looks as usual, except for occasional light. Outside the cough, it looks a lot better than when I came out from Shuguang.

Is it a good thing that he didn't know when he sent it to other places?

I thought that behind the door of life and death, it was the scene of two heavens. I know that there are blue sky and white clouds, the beautiful scenery of the green mountains and green waters, the sunshine is warm and bright, and the aura is abundant. Just standing here, people will feel good and relax, forget the bad things.

"There must be problems in such a beautiful place." He touched his chin and did not dare to go around. "It is not so easy to lie to us."

Libo and others also felt that it was so good to see here, which made them think of the picturesque stream when they first entered the secret. She looked back at the younger brother: "Follow it, don't go."

Zhao Zhaozong’s disciple nodded and clenched his sword.

They walked down the path, and there was no accident except for the discovery of some rare grass on the side of the road.

"Sister."

"Don't follow me, go away."

In the distance, there was a faint squabble between the two women. As soon as I heard it, I knew that the two had been complaining for a long time.

"Sister, I really don't mean to be close to He, how do you believe me?"

"I believe that you are important? It is better to take your face as you look at the pool. Even if you are close to the men, will they look at you more?"

The quarrel gradually became stronger. Two women in green shirts walked out from behind the flower trees. The woman who walked in front of the skin was white and beautiful, and her face was full of anger. The woman behind her was horrified, her back squatting, and seemed to be used to being low in front of others.

When she looked up, Jin Ling couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. This is how a face, the left side is still said to be beautiful, but the right side is not even, but also with pus and blood, very terrible.

These two women's repairs are people who are in the league?

She vaguely remembered that there were several people in the squad who wore green shirts. When they entered the secret world, all of her attention was on the singer, and she did not have much impression on the people who dispersed the alliance.

Is this the drama of two women fighting for a man?

What time is it, everyone is mixed up as a monk, and there is a status, there is a man, is there a man? The men in the comprehension world are not suitable, and there are people in the world. How can you make such a face and lose more women?

The two female sorcerers also discovered them, and the beautiful female sorcerer recognized the swearing and other people, and put up their weapons and salute them: "I have seen your friends."

"The two are friendly." The gaze turned around in the two, pretending not to hear the words just now. "There was danger in the road."

The glamorous woman worked hard and smiled: "It’s just to save the life. The spirit grass that I want to take is protected by the beast. I plan to go to the auction market to see if it is better to spend more money than to lose my life."

"The two girls are the scattered repairs in the west?" The middle-aged sorrows with them are closely related to the two. They are from the eight sacred hexagrams, and they rely on the elders of the squad to join together. It’s hard to say how familiar you are.

"Lu Yidao is friendly." The ugly female whispered, "We are from the west."

Lu Yi’s middle-aged discourse is somewhat embarrassing. The other party remembers his name. He doesn’t even know the surname of the other party. The same is a loose repair, Lu Yi has the heart to invite them to walk, but he himself relies on these sects to pass on his disciples to save his life, there is no face, please don't have a face, please bring two people, so there is no opening.

"Please be careful with your friends, this secret seems to have some problems." The ugly woman repaired a small voice and turned and prepared to leave. As a result, there was no step out. A vine was suddenly pulled out from the flower tree, and her whole person was rolled into the air, and then she threw it down.

"Hey." Jin Ling stepped back two steps. She just looked at it and felt that her hair was sour and she didn't know what the girl was doing.

Taking a step forward, Miao Zong held her shoulder: "I am going."

"Be careful." I didn't insist, and nodded to Xiaozong.

Mou Zong several swords cut off the vines, watching the woman on the ground who could not stand standing, cold face: "Get up."

After that, I don’t wait for the woman to respond, and I turn and leave.

The woman repaired her right cheek, her eyes were dim, and she took a strong breath and climbed up from the ground, silently following behind him.

Passing through a sea of ​​flowers, a crystal clear river stopped the way, and Yongzheng was preparing to pull out the Yuzhoudu River, and heard a slap in the back.

She was horrified to look back, and she looked at the beautiful woman and did not know why. Lu Yi’s face stood next to the two, and the persuasion was not, nor was it persuasion.

Libo looked at the two people with cold eyes, and said: "I want to hit you to fight, don't yell at us."

The glamorous woman repaired her hand and suddenly smashed the cloak of the disfigured woman and dragged her to the river: "You take a photo of yourself, don't pretend to be a poor appearance in front of a man. It is not disgusting."

When Zhao Zhaozong’s disciples saw this scene, they felt that they could not stand it any longer: “Sister, this is too...”

"Shut up." Libo said coldly. "Don't easily distinguish between right and wrong before you understand the cause."

The younger brother did not dare to speak any more, and turned to look at the most benevolent fairies among them. I didn't expect the fairy to face this scene, and there was no response.

The woman’s heart is under the needle. He really can’t understand it.

Where are the two people having problems?