Chapter 284: The piano music reaches the realm and passes the test (I)

The melody changed smoothly and softly, from the previous tremor to the gentle silence, as if he was quietly listening to the tinkling of the spring water falling. The soft waves rippled, gently wrapped around Ye Yinzhu's body. He did not move.

Countless golden lights rushed over, but a strange scene happened. No matter how the golden light hit, it could not invade the gentle water waves around Ye Yinzhu's body.

This is the true meaning of this piano piece. The quiet stone is like benevolence, and the moving spring is like wisdom. The moving spring does not shake the quietness, and the quiet stone does not hinder the moving.

At this time, Ye Yinzhu was like a huge rock under the impact of the spring water. No matter how the spring water surged, it could not hurt the root of the huge rock.

Although there is a saying that water drips through the stone, how much water is needed? How long will it take to impact?

The middle-aged man had a completely different feeling. The seemingly weak water waves around Ye Yinzhu were rotating slightly. The energy he released could not take advantage of the Force in its attributes, and the water waves and clear currents were quietly melting his attack that was as open as rivers.

Blood slid from Ye Yinzhu's mouth. Although his realm had surpassed his opponent at this moment, the energy gap was still huge. However, he did not feel that he was vomiting blood. He could not even feel a trace of pain when immersed in the piano music. He just knew that the playing of the piano music in front of him was the absolute pinnacle of his life.

The attacks of middle-aged people seemed to be unable to last. Just as the golden light declined from prosperity, the sound of the piano was also flowing from the quiet silence just now with the flow of water waves. The music of the piano became obviously lighter, and the sound of the piano flowed with the water waves. It was the fifth paragraph of "Qingquan on the Stone", and the sound flowed with the flow.

Every time the water waves circled gently, the space around Ye Yinzhu's body would become larger. Although his face looked a little pale, the pure water waves spiraled up the golden light from all directions in a gentle arousal.

Suddenly, the water flow was recycled and returned to Ye Yinzhu's side, tightly pressing against his body. The condensed water flow had dispelled the original golden light, and while it was recycled, it blocked the golden figure that was bullied like lightning.

The middle-aged man became more angry in surprise. He didn't expect that he had already used real means but still did not knock down the person in front of him. With all his strength, his man was like a sharp arrow, with an unparalleled piercing nature. The huge golden light turned into a tail flame to boost his speed and attack instantly increased to the peak.

But what he encountered was the sudden solidity of the water waves, and what he listened to in his ears was still the beautiful and beautiful piano music, the sixth paragraph of "Qingquan on the Stone", embracing the valleys and valleys.

Boom——, the violent roar caused the golden light to scatter in a circular shape. Ye Yinzhu opened her mouth and sprayed a stream of blood. It fell directly on the milky white super artifact, the dead wood Dragon Yin Qin. His face became paler, but his expression did not change at all. Even the sound of the qin was not disordered in his eight fingers.

The middle-aged man clearly felt that he seemed to have bumped into a barrier that did not take into account, and the barrier was soft. He was not hard but extremely flexible. With his energy full of destructive power, he could not penetrate it. Then, as the water waves flowed, the water current seemed to instantly increase, forcibly taking his body away from the place and drifted back.

Suddenly, the water waves changed again. This time, they seemed to become stronger from their original weakness, like spring water dripping from rocks, splashing countless splashes, but the impact was endless. Every splashing splashed surrounds the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man was surprised to find that the golden light he condensed was actually melting or eroding among the exploded splashes. The splashes were everywhere. However, his retreating body seemed to have endured the endless corrosion.

This situation not only appears outside his body, but also in his spiritual world. The suddenly jumping piano music constantly invades the deepest part of his brain, making everything in his mind, including the realm, become chaotic. Of course he didn't know that this is the seventh paragraph of "Qingquan on the Stone", called "Floating Flowers".

No, the middle-aged man subconsciously felt something was wrong, but he was not panicked. The golden light emitted from his body suddenly restrained himself. He raised his hands high above his head at the same time, raised his right palm straight up, and put his left palm on his forearm below his right palm, shouting, "Break the chaos, Wujisheng."

His voice was very sharp, with a strong mental impact, but his hands seemed to have become transparent. In the moment of slashing, all the water splashes seemed to be attracted by his palm, and then completely melted.

Of course, his loud shout was not to interrupt Ye Yinzhu's piano music. Ye Yinzhu's realm was already higher than him, so he could not do it. His loud shout was to awaken himself and prevent himself from immersing himself in the piano music.

The water waves in front of him did disappear, and even Ye Yinzhu's piano music seemed to become lighter, and the red blood seemed so dazzling on the white jade-like guqin.

However, the piano music did not stop after all. Just as the middle-aged man took a breath and the slashed palms made a low dragon roar and was about to rise, Ye Yinzhu's body suddenly moved.

Wrapped by the water waves, in the huge energy fluctuation, he floated up with the essence of the last part of the piano music. The water wave seemed to have become a entity, and all the energy was condensed in that moment. At this time, the middle-aged man's hands had just been lifted halfway, and the transparent palms had only had time to turn over and met Ye Yinzhu's figure of the piano unity.

The piano music is clear, all the waves and silence are integrated at this moment. The clear spring on the stone, and the most beautiful spring water is still above the stone. If the first seven sections are mainly in the artistic conception of the spring, then the last section finally comes to the end and comes to the stone.

When the middle-aged man's transparent palms collided with Ye Yinzhu's body and the united body of the piano, it was also the last buzzing sound of the piano, the last note of the piano music. In an instant, the huge rock that had been impacted by the spring water for billions of years moved.

The eighth paragraph of "Qingquan on the Stone" is the pillow flowing into the stone.

boom--

There is no longer light, only colorless energy, the violent explosion force, and unparalleled energy fluctuations suddenly explode at this moment.

A circle of invisible energy fluctuations floated and sprinkled.

Ice Forest, a forest condensed by ice and snow, but at this moment, ice and snow disappeared under the action of the wind and turned into ice powder.

Bingsen, a place where more than 10,000 high-level monsters lived, no one knows how big its specific area is. However, from this moment on, Bingsen no longer exists because there is no forest formed by ice and snow here. All that is left is a smooth ice surface.

If it weren't for seeing it with your own eyes, who could have imagined that this happened in an instant, and there were only two people who started it.

Whether it was Ye Yinzhu's seemingly peaceful super piano sound or the mysterious golden light of the middle-aged man, the peace on the surface was just a great success. At that moment, not only Ye Yinzhu used his super artifact, the dead wood dragon yin, to exert his strength to the limit and reach an unprecedented height. The mysterious middle-aged man also did his best.

After quietly falling on the ice, Ye Yinzhu felt very cold. This was the first time he was so sensitive to the temperature outside the world after reaching the second god level. A thin layer of ice powder fell on his body, as if his skin had frozen, and the corners of his mouth were covered with blood foam, but the blood that had just ejected would immediately turn into red ice.

The super artifact, the dead wood dragon yinqin, has returned to his body. The artifact has no life and does not have enough energy support, so it will not exert its corresponding power.

The meridians in the body do not hurt, not because they are not damaged, but because the pain has become numb.

He hasn't been so severely traumatized for a long time. Even when he was bombarded by hundreds of thunders, Ye Yinzhu had already taken the initiative in control. Even when facing Sloan's demon transformation, he had never suffered such a heavy blow. But the mysterious middle-aged man in front of him did it.

Ye Yinzhu was very calm at this time. He was wondering, if all the four divine beasts were around him and condensed into the mysterious super artifact armor set, could he defeat the mysterious middle-aged man?

The answer is unknown. He doesn't know whether he can maintain the mysterious state of Taixuan Qin's mind like before, nor can he understand the previous kind of unity of man and nature that transcends everything and integrates everything into the sound of the piano.

The strength of this mysterious middle-aged man is even stronger than Sloan. This is the only thing Ye Yinzhu could think of after lying on the ground.

As he struggled, Ye Yinzhu slowly got up on the ground with his hands. As early as when he was young, Ye Li had taught him that the disciples of the Zhu Sect did not have the habit of lying to die. Even if they died in battle, they would straighten their backbone.
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