I rejected the love application of the big boss in the world of cultivating immortals

Chapter 37 Picking up the pipa again for you

Later, the master and the apprentice went in and out of the door.

Chu Yunlan knew that the distance was very close, and she could almost hear Si Lan's breathing clearly.

There was even an illusion that the breeze he exhaled seemed to be blowing in his ears.

However, even at such a short distance, neither of them had the courage to open the door.

Until An Wenyuan came.

Because of the fight with Lord Qingzhu, the world of cultivating immortals was completely divided into two factions.

Those people completely fought.

It is said that Yuheng Mansion and Yu Jingshan made the elder of Tianze Mansion so angry that he almost lost his temper.

Now Yunlu is playing the song that can clear the heart and fall asleep by Yunlu.

"Zhenjun Jing Xing! It's not good, the owner of the valley invites you to go over!"

She is a female cultivator from the Magical Spirit Valley.

She stumbled and ran over, sweating profusely from nervousness, her ten fingers were bleeding profusely, it was obvious that something serious had happened.

"But something happened to Chuanming?"

The door opened, and Si Lan walked out quickly. A group of people were rushing on the road, and the female cultivator took the opportunity to say: "Master Gu led us to play voiceless, and suppressed Elder Lu with an array. It was already very effective, but I don't know why Elder Lu He suddenly vomited blood, the meridians in his body went retrograde, and the poisonous gas began to riot! Our sisters in the Illusory Spirit Valley had no choice but to fight back with sound arrays..."

"understood."

Si Lan concluded that the little girl couldn't explain something, so he still thought it would be better to see it with his own eyes.

This was the first time Chu Yunlan saw a strong man who was out of control.

The female cultivators of the Illusory Spirit Valley used music as their weapon, and built a formation to guard against death, wrapping a mass of purple-black poison in it.

The musical scores that cleanse people's souls have never stopped playing.

Even so, it still couldn't stop the poison like a poisonous snake crawling out of a swamp.

It is like giving birth to a spiritual wisdom, constantly trying to break through the light shield in front of it.

The girls from the Unreal Spirit Valley are obviously not his opponents.

"Lu Chuanming! You will really cause trouble!"

When An Wenyuan saw this scene, he slapped his thigh angrily.

Chu Yunlan didn't understand what this meant, but she felt that if Si Lan had the same attitude...

"..."

"You old boy... you were sent by Si Yunli to take me away!"

Chu Yunlan wanted to ask him if it was difficult.

Si Lan took the initiative and said to Chu Yunlan: "If I confess to being here today, remember to tell those two bastards to erect a monument for me in Liyu, and burn a piece of paper every 80 or [-] years, although it may not be received. ..."

"I know you will dislike me for talking too much, but you still cherish me... What if you really can't hear me?"

His hand was held up by Si Lan, he didn't do those excessive things anymore, he just rubbed her palm lightly.

Then Chu Yunlan watched him remove the gold thread from his forehead.

The gold thread was wrapped around his wrist, and it was lightly tied in a flat knot.

"Yunlu! Voiceless array, how long can you last?"

When Chu Yunlan realized it, Si Lan had already stood up, with the sword of the ancient god in his hand, as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Kun's position has been broken! I can only do my best..."

The sadness in Si Lan's heart deepened, and he couldn't help but glance at Chu Yunlan again.

"Then do your best."

Chu Yunlai hadn't had time to find out about Si Lan's various emotions.

The figure of that person has already stepped into the cloud of purple mist.

I don't know what kind of power Ziwu is, there is no light or shadow in it.

The figure of that person seemed to have completely disappeared from this world.

Only the burning pain on this wrist reminded that the person who had some connection with him was still persisting in the purple mist.

This was the first time Chu Yunlan felt so helpless.

There's really nothing she can do.

He couldn't even stop him from leaving.

He is doing what he should do, how can he stop him?
Fortunately, after Si Lan entered, the distance of the purple mist was obviously shortened by ten feet.

That's really an inspiring good thing.

But this scene only lasted for a moment.

The burst of purple mist seemed to be extinguished for a moment, and in a blink of an eye it seemed to be furious and counterattacked.

There is another blood spilled on the strings of the Saintess of Phantom Spirit Valley.

The melody of the voiceless array was obviously confused for a moment.

This chaos definitely affected Si Lan!

"Young Master, you know how to play musical instruments and understand rhythm!"

"Young Master! Now that the position of Kun is missing, if no one takes it up, not only will I be damaged in the Illusory Spirit Valley, but even Zhenjun Jing Xing will definitely not be able to retreat completely!"

Yun Lu, the owner of the Magic Spirit Valley, was really anxious this time, and she no longer had that charming and soft look.

"Small understanding of fur..."

Chu Yunlan stretched out her hands helplessly, but for the sake of these good people, she had no choice but to grit her teeth and admit it.

However, she still lied. She didn't understand a little, but understood too much.

Because, that was all the capital he had to settle down before the age of 17.

Without this face and this skill, she would have long since ceased to exist.

"Young Master! Illusory Spirit Valley will always remember your kindness!"

Yunlu threw a music score, although the music score still recorded Gongshangjiao Zhengyu's five notes.

But in general, such an ancient method with efficacy should not allow people to make the slightest mistake.

Otherwise, the listener may be agitated at the slightest, and may go retrograde in the meridians at the most serious, and become obsessed.

At such a critical moment, if she really made a mistake, wouldn't it be the lives of the Seven Saintesses of the Illusory Spirit Valley and Si Lan that would have been ruined!

"Master Yunlu Valley! I haven't..."

"What is five years! The temperament is something that is imprinted in your bones! Shaojun, do you have the heart to look at him alone?"

Could not bear.

Yun Lu's words pierced Chu Yunlan's heart.

Without any hesitation, she directly took the pipa from the injured saint.

Standing on the position of Kun, she closed her eyes, carefully understanding the rhythm levels of the other seven people.

Soon he found his place.

But the moment she raised her hand, all this dragged her back to the Chu Palace. In the middle of the dance floor, the girl was forced to play, and her arm was removed because she played a wrong syllable...

"Master!"

Yunlu's voice dispersed the dark clouds.

Gently squeezed and slowly twisted, the sound of music merged into the voiceless array, brightening up visible to the naked eye.

The blood curse on her wrist didn't burn as much anymore.

It still helped Si Lan!

The melody of Qingxin Song is not common, not only that, but the playing attracts people to channel their own spiritual power into it unconsciously.

Originally, Kun belonged to the earth among the five spirits, and it only needed to introduce some power of the earth spirit and everything would be fine.

But for some reason, Chu Yunlan felt the power of the music carefully, and unconsciously condensed the complex power of the five spirits in his body to condense the most original fresh air!
This dark blue power merged into the Qingyin formation, filling the formation a lot at once.

The two forces were at loggerheads, but it was obvious that the voiceless array had gradually gained the upper hand.

(End of this chapter)