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Sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain, Lu Ya rubbed his belly, and looked at Shen Gongbao with a half-smile.
"Fellow Daoist Shen, do you still care about this?!"
Shen Gongbao narrowed his eyes and said, "It's been a long time since I've seen such a youthful junior!"
Looking at the rivers and rivers sweeping through Mount Jiuxiao, Lu Ya changed to a comfortable seat and said, "This kid is really strong, so strong that even I, a loose fairy like a leisurely cloud and a wild crane, have heard of his name!"
"Don't worry, this Xiangbei real person is not this kid's opponent!"
Here Lu Ya and Shen Gongbao were discussing, and in the forest and on the treetops, there were also 150,000 onlookers whispering.
"What's going on? Did this river water drown Bu Feifan?"
"You think too much, Bu Feifei dared to fight a bloody Zen quasi-sage Bodhisattva in Liupo Mountain, how could he fall into the hands of a Da Luo Jinxian!"
"That's not necessarily the case. After all, Master Xiangbei has already said that Bu Feifan's secret technique that can elevate his realm to the pinnacle of quasi-sage cannot be used a second time in a short period of time!"
"Look, it's out!"
Many monks looked over, only to see Bu Feifan's figure rushing out of the rolling river.
He was not injured, but was caught off guard and swept away by the river.
Seeing that Bu Feifan didn't even get a corner of his Confucian shirt wet by the river water, Xiangbei Zhenren's eyes began to become serious.
"Boom!"
The river water fell on the mountain protection formation, and the tremendous pressure collided with the formation, roaring.
"It seems that you do have the confidence to be proud!"
The Xiangbei real person closed the landscape fan, his eyes were calm and fierce, and he stared at Bu Feifan.
"I am extraordinary and mean what I say, if you touch my apprentice, I will take your head!"
Bu Feifan was holding the green bamboo, his face was like a crown of jade, his Confucian shirt was fluttering in the wind, his starry eyes were clear, like a fairy in the dust.
"Next, I won't be hiding anything!"
"Within ten moves, take your head!"
"kill!"
Amidst the long howls, the two Da Luo Jinxians fought wildly together.
The day after tomorrow Zhibao mountain water fan pressed across, Bu Feifan flicked with his fingers, and a black chess piece flew into the sky with a sharp sound of breaking through the air.
"Boom!"
The Shanshui fan is worthy of being an acquired treasure. The Xiangbei real person smashed the chess pieces with just one blow, and the spiritual energy mixed with the cultural energy surged, changing the color of the world.
"Golden Glitter Stone!!"
The real person in Xiangbei holds a fan in both hands. At this moment, the seven towering mountain peaks are surrounded by billowing flames, burning the sky, almost squeezing most of the sky, like a meteorite falling from an extraterritorial starry sky, and smashing towards Bu Feifan at an extremely fast speed.
These seven peaks have blocked almost every corner of Bu Feifan's escape.
He can only regret, there is no way to escape.
Without using the green bamboo, Bu Feifan patted the mustard seed, and held a guqin that was glowing with immortality in his hands.
"Fuxiqin!"
Lu Ya's face on the top of the mountain changed, and he was a little surprised.
"It turned out to be the Fuxi qin of the sage Fuxi!"
"This is one of the few meritorious treasures in the prehistoric world, and it is also one of the three imperial weapons, and it is actually in Bu Feifan's hands!"
"Does this son have any relationship with Fuxi sage?!"
Fuxi, the head of the three emperors among the three emperors and five emperors, is said to have a human head and a snake body. He is a brother and sister with the famous saint Nuwa in the prehistoric world, and an ancient man of the same period as the saints in the heavens.
Even Lao Tzu, the Taiqing sage who is now the head of all sages in the heavens, spies on the secrets of heaven and uses them for calculations, all of which are the way of gossip pioneered by Fuxi sage.
Fuxiqin is a guqin forged by the sage Fuxi himself. Since the sage Fuxi almost made great contributions to the strength of the human race, the human race enshrines Fuxi. His Fuxiqin is also remembered by future generations, baptized by faith, and turned into a spiritual treasure of merit.
There is a saying in the prehistoric world that innate spiritual treasures are easy to obtain, but meritorious spiritual treasures are hard to find.
The meritorious spirit treasure can also exert the power not weaker than the congenital spirit treasure, but because it is baptized and blessed by the power of faith, the meritorious spirit treasure has a special feature, that is, it cannot be destroyed.
Even if it is the spiritual treasure of enlightenment, the wonderful tree of seven treasures, the mother of the Buddha will be destroyed by a more powerful existence.
But the spiritual treasure of merit is different, just like a saint, even if the spiritual treasure of merit is destroyed, it can still use the power of faith to reshape the body and give birth to the true spirit.Life is immortal.
"Zheng!"
The piano skills of the level of heaven are played out, and the sound wave ripples that contain the charm of heaven are layer upon layer, just like the tide, endlessly, reverberating in heaven and earth.
Sound Wave Ripple completely shattered the seven peaks that were rising from the wolf smoke, turning them into nothingness, without even falling a speck of dust.
"ah!"
The sound wave rippled across, and Xiangbei real person was bleeding from all seven orifices. He covered his head with his hands and rolled over in pain in the sky.
This is Confucianism Cultivator!
This is one of the pianos!
Sound waves can almost be said to be pervasive.
If the enemy shoots an arrow feather at you, you can choose to avoid it, or use various magic weapons to resist it.
But the sound wave, you can't hide, and you can't block it!
"ah!"
The excruciating pain that went deep into the soul and tore the internal organs made Xiangbei Zhenren almost lose the power to control the Shenhong.
His mouth and nose were bleeding, his earholes were bleeding, and even the corners of his eyes were bloodshot.
The slender body fell from the sky and fell heavily on the ground, dust flying, creating a deep hole.
"What a terrible piano piece!"
"I never thought that Confucian Xiuqin is so terrifying!"
"This piano skill is stronger than that of the holy class!"
The 150,000 onlookers were not affected by the sound wave ripples, but looking at the painful and miserable appearance of the real person in Xiangbei, they all felt chills blowing out of their spines.
"I am afraid that only the sage Fuxi can reach such a high level of piano skills at the level of heaven!"
Even the half-step sage Lu Ya couldn't help but praise him.
Shen Gongbao also had a look of astonishment, he never thought that Bu Feifan would hide such a backhand.
Even if he plays this song with Luo Tianshangxian, I am afraid that Da Luo Jinxian will not be able to get close!
Bu Feifan landed from the sky, and he stood by the edge of the pit, looking at the Xiangbei real person who was thrown into a bloody mess inside. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com