Shamanism kills the god

"Then what should I exchange?" Mu Feng asked lightly.

Although Master Yebei Palace has been immortal for many years, there are still some medicinal pills that healed him and slowed down aging in the Shanhe Sheji map.Although it is not a good pill, but it was all refined by Yao Zhenren in the past, and the curative effect is extraordinary.After swallowing the old man in front of him, whose life was about to end, he would not be rejuvenated, but at least it would allow him to live for a few more years.

For a real master, 1000 or 1 years are just floating clouds, which can pass in the blink of an eye.But at the critical moment, let alone a few more years of life, even a few more days of life are very important.Maybe it's only a day or two before you break through the gateway to life and death, break through the limit of cultivation, and then rejuvenate, and your lifespan increases greatly.

"Don't change!"

To Mu Feng's surprise, the white-haired old man coldly refused again, without lifting his stiff head. [

In his booth, apart from this ancient conch, there are also some rare medicinal herbs such as thousand-year-old sea agate and sea keel grass for sale, but few people care about them.I don't know if the people here are not interested in these medicinal herbs, or because they all know that the old man has a weird temper.

"I won't sell it, and I won't exchange it. Could it be that this conch shell is just intentionally placed here as a display, to tease people?"

Before Mu Feng could speak, Bai Yanshui, who was standing beside her, darkened her face and spoke coldly.

Originally, seeing that Mu Feng, a great master of the country, was so interested in something, she had the intention to buy it, and even exchanged the body protection treasure on her body as a gift for Mu Feng who met by chance.Who knew that she would meet such a tough, unreasonable old guy!

"The prices of these herbs are negotiable, but this conch shell will not be sold or exchanged! This is an old friend of the deity who entrusted me to give it to someone who is destined. Whoever can blow this conch shell can take it away!"

The old man was cold, but not angry, as if by nature, he raised his head slowly while talking.

What kind of face is this?

Like the hands, it is covered with age spots and wrinkles.There was no trace of blood on his face, it was frighteningly pale.Get a little closer, not only can you feel the breath of twilight on him, but even a rotten breath of death.It seems that this old man is not only as simple as his lifespan is approaching, but also very likely to die at any time.

A master in the real world has a lifespan of at least 1 years, and he has aged like this. How old is this old man and how many years has he experienced?

Looking at the old man who raised his head, Mu Feng was secretly startled and puzzled.

When the sea breeze blew gently, the conch made a faint echo. If you can take it away by blowing it casually, why is it kept here?Could it be that there is something mysterious about this simple-looking conch?

Hearing what the old man said, Mu Feng became more interested in this conch.

After pondering for a while, he lifted the ancient conch, put it near his mouth and blew it gently.As a result, there was almost no response except for a faint echo resembling a sea breeze.

"what……"

Mu Feng let out an exclamation, turned over and over carefully looked at the conch in his hand, feeling more and more difficult.

The small conch has cold tentacles; it looks nothing on the outside, but when you hold it in your hand and feel it carefully with your mind, you can feel an obscure force slowly flowing inside the conch.Look, not just an ancient conch, but also a rare magic weapon!

After careful observation for a while, Mu Feng could no longer discover any more mysteries.After taking a few deep breaths, a mouthful of natal blood was sprayed up, refining this weird conch on the spot, covering it with a layer of blood; the huge spiritual sense then penetrated into every inch of the conch, Learn more about its structure and mysteries.After a long time, he tried to arouse the true energy in his body, and blew slowly.

This time, the little conch really changed.

At the beginning, the voice was hoarse, harsh, and extremely unpleasant.But after several attempts, Mu Feng gradually mastered the characteristics of this conch's pronunciation, and slowly blew a familiar melody, with a melodious voice, carrying the vicissitudes unique to conch. [

At the beginning, the voice was melodious and lingering, like a calm sea swaying gently, making people calm and unaware of where they were.When the lingering sound drags on for the longest time, making people feel extraordinarily calm, the rhythm suddenly changes and becomes brisk, making people energetic all at once; then, the rhythm gets faster and faster, making people seem to be standing on a crowded battlefield with fighting spirit. Excited, full of qi and blood, rushing forward desperately; just when the rhythm is so fast that people's heart beats violently, and when they are about to jump out, the rhythm changes suddenly again, and it slows down suddenly, with a faint voice Yes, it came faintly, making people feel as if they have all come to the end of their lives, and it seems that they have come to the previous life, opening up dusty memories one by one...

Past and Present!

After being familiar with the structure and pronunciation of the conch, Mu Feng subconsciously played this most familiar and unforgettable piece of music.

Every time he plays it, this piece of music gives him different feelings, and different instruments have different feelings.

The ancient conch in his hand has a unique pronunciation with vicissitudes, vividly showing the loss of his previous life.The remembrance of this life is also particularly sad.Blowing and blowing, familiar figures naturally appeared in Mu Feng's mind. When he was a child, his mother's stern expression kept appearing in his mind; back then, the scene where he and Jing Shuang were separated by heavy water curtains in the Poison Sect was a long time ago. Ye Kexuan, Bai Susu, the general's wife Zhu Qingying and other women also appeared in his mind one by one.

At the end of the song, the lingering sound lingered, and the already quiet black market was silent.

Mu Feng raised his head, only to realize that at some point, almost all the people surrounded him.

"Okay, okay, the young master is really extraordinary!"

The old man took the lead to break the silence, and clapped his hands in applause, "Master, from now on, this conch is yours. However, please tell me what the name of this piece of music is, so that I can use it when I worship my old friend in the future. Say one or two in front of his grave, so that he can rest in peace!"

"Past and Present!"

Mu Feng hesitated a little and didn't hide anything.

"Past life and present life? Hahaha, yes, the melody is good, and the name is even better! Let me ask the world, who has no past life and who has no present life? Hahaha..."

The old man was a little lost, and then he laughed.

Before Mu Feng could ask any more questions, he suddenly stood up, rolled up his long sleeves, put away all the herbs on the stall, turned around and left.In the blink of an eye, he was a thousand meters away and disappeared into the vast sea shrouded in night.The old figure disappeared in an instant, only the laughter came from afar.

"Hey, finally someone can blow the conch of the unwilling old man?"

"Master, all kinds of masters have come to the East China Sea recently, come, our 72 island countries are about to usher in a real change!"

……

After the old man left, people came back to their senses and talked a lot.

Unwilling to the old man?

Mu Feng muttered to himself, put away the ancient conch, and quickly left with Bai Yanshui.