When Wang Baole was immersed in his three pleasant sounds, the nearly two hundred puff sounds in his body formed by the notes formed by superimposing them, and at this moment, a subtle twist formed around him, like a force field, which was very special.

Wang Baole naturally noticed it, took it out and looked it up, and put it back. His current focus was on the three piano notes, but what he regretted was that the piano notes were a little too little, and it was still impossible to form a melody.

"It's okay, with my understanding and qualifications, I can get the blue fish school a few more times to get the piano sound." Thinking of his melody road like the fire of hope burning, Wang Baole was excited and had an inexplicable confidence.

When he came into contact with the woman in red from the beginning, Wang Baole's understanding of the law of listening to desire was the music, even if it was the same in the subsequent course. Even after reaching the Chord Sect, what he learned and saw was the same.

Everyone is creating their own music. Because everyone has different opportunities and experiences, there is no other music here. The uniqueness contained in this variety of methods is the factor that deeply attracts Wang Baole.

He himself did not even notice that this uniqueness was closely related to his desire to be independent as a clone.

To a certain extent, Wang Baole's clone wanted to prove that he had an independent consciousness and his own personality, which was completely different from the original body.

This is the real reason why he has a special liking for music.

Because he also wanted to know what kind of melody the music he created would play.

With such an ideal, Wang Baole did not give Lan Leyu to the housekeeper as soon as possible. After all, he caught so many in one day, and this matter could easily cause a series of associations and speculations.

This did not meet Wang Baole's next plan, so he waited silently until the night came again, and his figure disappeared instantly, and the Yu Hexian Sect's mountain gate flew away.

Along the way, he was careful to avoid all possible explorations until he was sure that no one followed him, and then he started to fly quickly and flew to the place where the Blue Le fish was at the fastest speed.

This time he was amazing, so he arrived soon, but out of caution, after he arrived here, his speed did not stop, but flew far away again, then disappeared from the spot and appeared in another direction, slowly returning at an unfast and difficult-to-detect speed.

This kind of caution can also show Wang Baole's importance to the area of ​​the Blue Le Fish. He even had no mood to pay attention to the strange things that followed him along the way. Until he arrived at the area of ​​the Blue Le Fish, he sat cross-legged in the place where he meditated yesterday, restrained all his breath and waited silently.

After a while, he felt a little unstable, so he dug a hole, sat inside, and added the soil back to completely hide himself. Then he waited for dawn with expectation.

There was nothing unusual that night.

After all, the night is very dark, and most of the monks of the three sects are in seclusion alone. Even if someone goes out, it is difficult to meet in this vast dark night. During this period, Wang Baole only met the monk of Hengqin Sect yesterday.

So, Wang Baole waited smoothly until dawn. As the fish were active, the sound of the nature came again. Wang Baole in the soil immediately broke out of the ground, sat cross-legged, and began to realize it.

Notes slowly emerged in his mind during the beautiful sound of nature, making Wang Baole feel happy. Unconsciously, his rules of joy began to grow slowly.

In this way, time passed again, and a month passed.

During this month, Wang Baole had almost every day at dawn, and he had realized it in this area. He also tried to migrate fish, but it was useless. During this month, someone passed by here. Although he noticed the blue fish, he did not wait until dawn, so he never discovered the secret of this place.

In addition, there were also monks from Hengqin Sect who came twice. After thinking about it, Wang Baole did not take action. After all, it was okay that a monk from Hengqin Sect died. If a few more died, it would be difficult to keep the place secret.

Therefore, although there have been thrilling over the past month, it was still smooth in the end, and Wang Baole's number of ancient sounds finally reached nearly forty.

So many ancient tunes can already make him arrange them and create his own melody. In fact, he did do this. With his efforts, he has completed a melody.

Even when this melody is being run, it dissipates and blends with the piano sound. The piano sound is excited and has a sense of desire for freedom, which contains Wang Baole's persistence.

He even had a dream to perfect this melody to complete the music, so as to accommodate his own listening law and turn it into a melody.

"I have thought of the name, it's called freedom!" Wang Baole looked forward to the appearance of that day. As for Puyin, Wang Baole didn't do much calculations. It basically increased by about 100 times a day, and now it is almost 3,000, all of which are superimposed together.

As for power, since he focused on the sound of the piano and no one took action with him, he had no way to try it.

At the same time, as a month passed, the blue fish here seemed to have reached the end of its gathering and began to die.

It seems that their lives are for the sake of playing the sound of nature, and a month of the sound of nature has exhausted everything about them. In the end, every collision between them often represents death.

While cruel, the voice is so pleasant, it is very contradictory and cruel.

Until this day, when Wang Baole came to the area of ​​the former Blue Le fish again late at night, he did not see any fish. He knew that the opportunity was over.

"The world of listening to the law of desire is very strange..." Wang Baole felt the empty surroundings, and felt very moved in his heart. After searching for it, he was sure that there was no Lan Leyu. Wang Baole shook his head and was about to leave, but at this moment, a faint sound of music came from his ears.

The voice is filled with resentment, with coldness, and a little unwilling. It is like a woman who went out of the woods and wanted to marry someone she didn't like. In the sedan chair where she got married, her inner emotions turned into music and echoed everywhere.

As the music came, Wang Baole's eyes immediately narrowed. When he turned his head to look, he saw the red sedan chair he had seen, carried by four dry figures, slowly walking.

As he approached, Wang Baole suddenly noticed something was wrong. He remembered that the sedan chair he saw was stretched out of the curtain with his right hand and shaking irregularly. At this moment, the sedan chair... stretched out of the curtain with his left hand!

The same onion jade fingers, the same blood-colored nails, the same weirdness.
Chapter completed!