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Chapter 98 Transcend Tribulation Immortal Song, This Sound Realm Is Great!

How can it be?

Tianyu's eyes were full of horror, looking into the depths of Fengqi Tower, it was as if he saw a ghost.

The other true disciples from Miaoyin Xianmen didn't perform much better at this time, their faces were full of horror and doubts about life.

Just now the bell rang.

It's not some peerless master driven by mana to forcefully suppress them.

Instead, there is a mysterious monk of sound path, who contains endless mysteries of rhythm in the simplest bell.

Breaking the sound with sound, crushing them in the field they are best at.

but.

You must know that there are 13 of them, each of them is a true disciple of the Miaoyin Immortal Sect, and if they are taken out individually, they can be regarded as masters of rhythm.

In order to challenge Feiyin this time.

They have been training for half a year, and they have already had a tacit understanding, but even so, they have never condensed their sound in the daily training.

Now in the official Douyin PK with Feiyin, the 13 people are highly cohesive and tense, and they are in excellent condition.

Now that the sound environment is complete, even if there are many venerables in the Nascent Soul stage, or even the great powers in the out-of-body stage, it will be difficult to suppress them with melody alone.

I thought it was a sure bet.

Unexpectedly, there are still experts hidden in this Fengqi Tower, who can directly crush their sound realm with such a simple and back-to-basics bell ringing.

"hateful!"

"Didn't it mean that in the Fengqi Tower, there is no one with a high voice and pulse today?"

"The information given to us by the Zongmen is wrong. There are still experts in Fengqi Building. We have hit the iron plate this time."

"Using the big to bully the small, how can Sanqing Xianmen be so shameless?"

……

The 13 people looked at each other in dismay, and secretly used their spiritual thoughts to transmit voices, cursing uncontrollably.

but.

On the surface, there is a look of mourning, it looks pitiful, I feel pity for it, and many people in Fengqi Building can't help but sympathize.

"In the Fengqi Tower, are there still high-level people sitting in the town?"

"Miss Tianyu was agreed to challenge Miss Feiyin, why did the Sanqing Immortal Sect invite other people to help?"

"Isn't this disrespectful of sound and morality?"

"Hehe, you really know how to speak the truth. Tianyu invites twelve senior sisters to accompany her, so Miss Feiyin can't ask for help?"

"That's right, thirteen people deal with one of them, and why don't they ask for help?"

……

In Fengqi Building.

Because of the sudden bell, many people started talking again.

but.

Their discussion didn't last too long, because the bell rang, and after a short silence, the leisurely sound of the piano came out.

If we say that the melody of "Qingyun Misty Song" is pure; the melody of "Ruyi Floating Life Song" is joyful;

Then.

At this time, the melody of the piano sound coming from the depths of Fengqi Tower is the bliss of happiness.

With the sound of the piano.

Scenes of incomparably magnificent scenes appeared in front of everyone in Fengqi Tower out of thin air.

It was a fairy mountain.

There are many peaks, more than ten thousand feet high, towering into the sky.

Flowing clouds swim across the mountainside, just like the sea, and the mountain peaks floating in the clouds are like islands in the sea.

Above the peaks.

There are cranes flying among the clouds, there are rare and rare animals pulling white jade carriages to gallop, there are sword celestials with flying swords whistling like shooting stars, and there are fairy Chuoyue standing against the wind.

Under the ancient pines of thousands of years, there is an old man sitting cross-legged, making tea and playing chess.

Beside the fragrant flowers, there are gods and couples walking hand in hand, and on the left and right sides, they are holding a pair of golden boys and jade girls.

Purple ravine.

Thunder bursts, evolving into Qilin, Canglong, Baize and other forms, dancing wantonly on the top of the clouds.

The young man sat cross-legged, with five hearts facing the sky, comprehending the supreme meaning of thunder.

beside.

The hundred flower soup sent by my junior sister exudes an intoxicating fragrance.

Old and young, women and children, enjoy themselves.

It's like a scene of bliss and immortality, which makes people fascinated and can't help but feel intoxicated.

……

It's soundscape!
It's the sound environment again, and the condensed sound environment this time is more than ten times and a hundred times bigger than before!
Simply majestic, magnificent, overwhelming.

above the attic.

Qin Guangling listened to the sound of the piano coming from the depths of Fengqi Tower, with an unconcealable shock on his face.

"Crossing Tribulation Immortal Song"!
As the chief disciple of Yinmai, he can naturally hear what this piece of music is. This is indeed the unique skill of Yinmai - the Immortal Song of Transcending Tribulation!
This song was created more than 800 years ago. It is said that it contains the supreme mystery of the sound channel. After practicing to the extreme, it can bury the gods.

pity.

Just like the unique skills of other branches of Sanqing Xianmen, it is often difficult to find a suitable successor for many years, and there are many unique skills of Yinmai.

Just like "Qingyun Misty Song", before Qin Guangling, there had been no new disciples who had successfully comprehended it for decades.

"House of Flying Daggers", only one or two people in the same generation have mastered it.

but.

Compared with "Crossing Tribulation Fairy Song", no matter "Qingyun Misty Song" or "Ambush from Ten Sides", they are nothing compared to the big witch.

This is a unique skill.

It was born in the battle when a hundred thousand demons raided the Sanqing Xianmen. It was created by the elder Yinmai Taishang. He once buried thousands of fierce demons with the power of a song.

However, the ancestor of the Earth Immortal level also exhausted his origin because of this.

After hastily leaving the score for inheritance, it ran out of fuel and passed away.

In the following 800 years, countless Tianjiao of Yinmai have comprehended this "Fairy Song of Crossing Tribulation", but none of them have mastered it, even the entry.

The famous song once hailed as the "Devil's Funeral Song" by the world of cultivating immortals has been reduced to extinction.

honestly.

Qin Guangling also didn't believe in evil, and had comprehended this lineage, but his ideals were full, but the reality was very skinny, and he couldn't even comprehend the furthest thing.

now.

This unique knowledge of sound path that should have been lost suddenly appeared in Fengqi Tower, and even condensed the sound realm with it, as if it had reached the state of great accomplishment.

If it gets out, the entire sound meridian may cause a major earthquake!

"Maybe."

"Is it true that the reclusive senior of our sect came out to help me?"

"If there is really a senior in our sect who has practiced the fairy song of crossing the catastrophe, in time, my voice will be rejuvenated. Congratulations!"

"do not care."

"Sounds of nature like this are only because they exist in the sky, and it is rare to hear them in the world. I will talk about the messy things after listening to the piano."

Put away all distracting thoughts.

Qin Guangling began to immerse himself in the sound of the piano, feeling the mysteries contained in the music. It was of great benefit to him to be able to listen to such sound.

If you are lucky, you might be able to resonate with it and make your voice more perfect.

……

The sound of the piano in Fengqi Building gradually changed from melodious to high-pitched.

The majestic soundscape picture also changed a little because of this, a man in white clothes like snow appeared in the soundscape picture.

With a long sword on his back, he stood in the air.

Stepping on the top of the nine clouds, facing the rolling Jieyun, there is no trace of fear on his face, only eagerness and raging fighting spirit.

Long ~
rumbling~
The sound of the piano was restrained, and the low-pitched drums sounded, accompanied by the tumbling clouds of robbery, bringing unparalleled oppression to people.

at this time.

The real fairy song of crossing the tribulation has just begun.

(End of this chapter)