I am cultivating an immortal in the game arena

Chapter 350 Hey, it can dance

Not only Zhang Jun, but also Li Hu and Gu Xiangcheng felt that their stomachs and left elbows were starting to lose control.

"Illusion?"

Li Hu was shocked and immediately closed his eyes and recited scriptures silently in order to stabilize his mind.

But after a moment, he opened his eyes with a confused expression. It can't be said that it didn't work, but it was of no use at all.

But when Mr. Fu saw him like this, he couldn't help curling his lips; "Top five in the world?? That's it?"

Hearing Mr. Fu's ridicule, Li Hu suddenly blushed.

"It's been all these years. If you had stayed in the Qing Dynasty, you probably wouldn't have been able to get into the top ten in the world, and you would have been just a martial arts instructor."

Li Hu could only lower his head and dare not say more.

He also knows that he, who is among the top five in the world, has a lot of water.

Especially after fighting Zhang Jun, this feeling became even stronger. Not to mention old monsters like Taoist Miaozhen and Mr. Fu, just Zhang Jun made him feel more stressed.

It would be fine if Zhang Jun was a reclusive master, but this boy is young and about the same size as his grandson.

If he was given a few more years, I'm afraid he would be the next Miaozhen Taoist.

Thinking of this, Li Hu raised his head and glanced at Zhang Jun. Seeing that he was silent and seemed to be thinking about something, the fear in his eyes became much heavier.

"This sound is so strange. Senior, do you know what kind of magic this is?"

Zhang Jun was calm and turned around to ask Mr. Fu.

Mr. Fu actually felt strange at first, but what kind of person is he? A person with the ultimate in magic. If you ask him what human sophistication is, he may not be able to answer. But if you want to talk about such strange magic, you have to ask the right person. .

I saw Mr. Fu put a finger to his mouth and licked the foam, then raised his finger in the air to feel the change in the direction of the wind, and then took a few steps in the direction of the wind.

Not long after, Mr. Fu seemed to notice something. He put his hand on the wall of the surrounding maze, opened his palm, and gently touched the wall. His movements were very light, as if he were touching the girl's skin.

"Genius, what a genius."

For a moment, Mr. Fu's face was full of joy, as if he had discovered some treasure, and he praised him repeatedly.

Zhang Jun and Li Hu didn't know why, but seeing Mr. Fu's passionate eyes on the surrounding walls, they seemed to understand that the key to the problem most likely lies in this.

The two imitated Mr. Fu's movements, put their hands lightly on it, and stroked it gently.

Not long after, some raised drums were touched on these smooth walls.

It’s just that they don’t know what these drum beats are for.

"Mr. Fu, what does this mean?"

Ever since Mr. Fu opened his mouth and asked Li Hu to spare Gu Xiangcheng's life, Gu Xiangcheng now wanted to stick to Mr. Fu's side. Seeing Mr. Fu marveling at these walls, he immediately took action and started doing it. An eye-catching job.

"Hey..." Mr. Fu turned around and smiled, but when he saw it was Gu Xiangcheng, he suppressed his smile with disgust and said: "Go away, you know a hammer."

He has no interest in playing the piano to a cow.

Fortunately, Zhang Jun and Li Hu had already turned their attention to him.

Mr. Fu excitedly explained: "This is not a magic technique, but more like a formation. When the wind blows on it, it will make a special sound based on the drum beats on it.

This sound can stir up the five internal organs and eight meridians in our body. "

"sound?"

Not only did Li Hu not understand Mr. Fu's words, but even Zhang Jun only half-understood it. He still understood the sound attack technique, but it also required extremely high levels of infuriating energy to kill people invisible.

But there was no fluctuation of true energy in this voice, so how could it affect them?

"Can it still affect us without the infuriating energy?"

Zhang Jun had figured out Mr. Fu's temperament and asked straightforwardly about his confusion.

Facing Zhang Jun's question, the smile on Mr. Fu's face grew wider.

It's like the head teacher sees the outstanding students in his own class and can bring up some ideas for the questions he raises.

Unlike some idiots, the questions raised are ridiculous.

He did not answer Zhang Jun directly, but asked: "Do you like listening to music?"

Zhang Jun was startled and nodded slightly: "It's okay."

“Music has no real energy, but a good piece of music can still affect your mood and arouse people’s emotions.

Likewise, some music can even make people commit suicide.

This is the power of sound. To be more precise, it should be a special frequency that resonates with your perception.

This is the wonderful use of sound. Using it to kill people is only the lowest method. If you are really a Taoist priest, you should take morning classes.

When more than thirty Taoist priests recited scriptures together, the surrounding pilgrims could feel the vast and glorious power of the scriptures even if they did not understand.

In addition, whether it is magic or Taoism, it also needs sound as a guide. Even an ordinary person needs to make his own voice to influence the people around him.

Otherwise, how many dumb people have you seen who can achieve something? "

Mr. Fu's words shocked Zhang Jun and Li Hu. If they think about it carefully, it seems that it is indeed what he said.

There are some dumb rumors and strange things in the world, but most of them are not the right way.

In reality, it seems that I have never heard of any mute people who can achieve any great achievements. On the contrary, it is because they are deaf and mute that most of the poor people who have been persecuted have nowhere to redress their grievances.

"Been taught a lesson!"

Zhang Jun and Li Hu wanted to understand the connection, and were deeply impressed by Mr. Qianfu's theory.

There was just one thing that Li Hu didn't understand. After thinking for a moment, he asked: "Sir, I heard that you have been imprisoned in Longhu Mountain for a hundred years. I didn't expect that you still have a strong memory, which is admirable."

"Hey!"

Mr. Fu just curled his lips at this. He can seize other people's bodies, and naturally he can also seize the memories of these people. It's just that the people he seizes are all idiots and scumbags. The only college student has no knowledge in his mind. Too little.

For example, the current owner of my body only knows what to complain about every day. Ten years of hard work is not as good as three generations of others doing business.

In addition to the messy thoughts about games in his mind, he was thinking about the big ass balls of various Japanese girls.

I don’t know who gave this loser the courage to boast that he had lived in poverty for ten years.

"So, can we break the formation just by destroying the drums here?"

At this time, Li Hu tried to ask.

"It's not that simple. There are thousands of drums here. If you can destroy them all, you may destroy some of them, causing audio confusion and causing even greater chaos."

Mr. Fu shook his head and rejected Li Hu's idea and said, "Let's go ahead and take a look."

He hasn't figured out the maze yet. If he walks further ahead, he might be able to figure out the doorway.

The four of them continued walking forward.

With the whistling sound of the wind in my ears, I felt that my thighs were a little inoperable when I walked.

Gu Xiangcheng also tried to cover his ears, but it didn't work.

The faces of the four people looked a little distorted, with bulging muscles and stretched cheeks, as if they were wearing masks. They raised their legs every few steps and waited for a while until they stopped twitching.

When they reached a corner, they saw the bodies of several more tomb robbers.

These corpses are the same group of people as those seen before. They all died here. Even the method of death was similar. Anyway, no fatal injuries were found on the bones.

"Hey, there are words here." Gu Xiangcheng suddenly noticed a line of small words next to a corpse.

When everyone heard the words and looked at them, they saw a poem.

The spring rain stuns the spring and clears the valley, and the summer is full of awns and the summer is hot.

The autumn is cold and the frosts fall, and the winter snow is snowy.

"This is……"

"Twenty-four solar terms songs?" Gu Xiangcheng rarely answered correctly.

"It's strange, these people are going to die, why do they still leave poems? In this case, shouldn't they write a suicide note?"

Zhang Jun looked at the handwriting on the ground with confusion and thought, could it be that he wanted to recite a poem before he died?

But this poem doesn’t quite match the title.

Just when the three of them were confused, Mr. Fu seemed to have noticed something and suddenly jumped up and clapped his hands: "Yes, yes, it is the twenty-four solar terms. Our current physical condition and the rhythm of the gods are exactly the twenty-four solar terms." The content of solar terms.”

After speaking, he couldn't help but sigh, this formation is combined with the twenty-four solar terms. This genius idea is really incredible.

"These people must have realized this, so they left the Twenty-Four Solar Terms Song to remind future generations." Li Hu said thoughtfully.

"It's rare for these guys to be able to detect the secrets of the formation here in such an environment. It's a pity that their own strength is too weak, otherwise they wouldn't have died here in vain."

"This is natural. Although the Northern Sect is a benevolent force, it is also unique in the secrets of Feng Shui. Unfortunately, this inheritance has been cut off in recent years."

Speaking of this, Li Hu looked quite regretful. When it comes to Yi Shu, people in the world know a lot about it, but when it comes to Feng Shui alone, there are really not many people who can understand it.

Most of them have very limited understanding of Feng Shui. Without the inheritance of secret techniques, they lack the key to open this tomb.

Zhang Jun listened silently, but the book "Twenty-Four Feng Shui Qimen" could not help but appear in his mind.

Isn't this a coincidence? ?

Xue Gaizi almost killed himself at first, but in the end, he followed his master's instructions and sent a sum of money to Xue Gaizi's family and got a box from Xue Gaizi's daughter-in-law.

At that time, Master Miaozhen Taoist Master took a look in the box and casually took out the book "Twenty-Four Feng Shui Qi Men" for him so that he could concentrate on studying it.

Zhang Jun actually never understood why his master paid so much attention to this Feng Shui Qimen, but he didn't expect that it would come in handy now.

Since it is the Twenty-Four Feng Shui Qimen, then...

Zhang Jun secretly compared in his mind, then there are twenty-four solar terms, twenty-four internal organs and meridians and twenty-four hours.

Fortunately, I had practiced the Five Internal Organs Great Miracle Sutra, mixed these things together, compared them with each other, and checked the time.

It is already approaching midnight, and they should be in the north now, so what is said in the twenty-fourth section of Feng Shui Secret Technique should correspond to...

Suddenly Zhang Jun felt something bad in his heart.

At this time, a cold wind came out, and he heard the sound of uh-huh wafting in his ears. Suddenly, Zhang Jun felt that his Shaoyang meridians were in chaos. .

But the most terrible thing was not this. Li Hu and Gu Xiangcheng both stopped and lowered their heads with strange expressions.

Mr. Fu, who was walking behind, opened his crotch and looked down with excitement, and immediately became happy: "Hey, he can really dance?"

　I wish you all a happy New Year, all the best, and lots of money.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)