Nine Heavenly Towers

"No, no, no, no, no more." Zheng Rui was obviously timid.

"Then junior brother, I will take action." Xuan Mu always had a modest smile, and after speaking, he picked up the Qisha Xun in his hand and played the tune of "Song of Lament".

As the song started, blood mist surged in the Qisha Xun, and the blood mist rushed out from the hole in the Xun according to strange laws, and then saw countless blood mist condense in the air, and then turned into He held out a blood-red hand, and the blood-red hand stretched out its index finger, and quickly pointed towards Zheng Rui.

The voice screamed, accompanied by a refreshing coolness.The bone-chilling coolness has been lingering in the entire square.

With a gloomy face, Zheng Rui took out the green jade flute in his hand and played it slowly.The sound of the flute came out slowly, accompanied by streaks of blue light gushing out of the sound, as if there were streams of water overflowing from the flute holes, but the water flow was strangely like air, dancing gracefully in the air. streamlined.Although it looks extremely beautiful, its speed is also extremely fast.

The two played almost at the same time. To be honest, Xuan Mu was still not very proficient in playing the Qisha Xun. After all, he was more practicing the Yulan Qin. Today he just wanted to use the Qisha Xun to try out the effect. That's all.

The water splashed and collided with the red finger in the air, and then saw the streams of water condensed into a ball, like a small river more than ten feet long lying between the two.

Xuan Mu ignored it, but continued to play. As the sound of the xun rose, that hand actually shattered in the air. However, the red mist did not disintegrate. After the shattering, it almost turned into a A stream of blood-colored evil spirit rushed towards that stream of water.

Under the disparity in strength, just this blow suddenly blasted away the huge stream of water that transformed.

At this time, Zheng Rui's complexion turned red, and the spiritual power in his body continuously poured from his mouth towards the jade flute in his hand.The jade flute gave off a faint blue light, and then I saw blue water streams quickly merging into the water stream that was blown away just now.

Then, a larger stream of water quickly condensed in the air.

Xuan Mu sneered, in terms of the advantage of cultivation, the spiritual power in Xuan Mu's body was obviously much stronger than that of the opponent.He quickly changed the tune, replacing the mourning song with Hundred Flowers Jue, and the sound suddenly sounded, and bloody evil spirits gushed out from the hole of the xun, towards the blood mist that filled the air.

The blood mist turned into countless red and cyan petals in an instant, and the petals all over the sky quickly condensed into a huge flower ball, and then blasted towards the huge stream of water.

When the red petals in the sky collided with the huge water flow, both the water flow and the petals exploded in mid-air.

Countless raindrops quickly condensed from the mid-air with the sound of the flute, and the petals all over the sky kept dancing in the air following a strange rhythm.

This time's concentration made Zheng Rui's face turn pale, and the spiritual power in his body was rapidly drying up, and it is strictly forbidden to take any pills during the competition.

Xuan Mu obviously saw that the spiritual power in Zheng Rui's body could no longer support him, he smiled and said, "Are you admitting defeat?"

"I admit defeat." Zheng Rui replied very straightforwardly, he knew that Xuan Mu was giving him face, since he gave himself a step down, he is naturally not a fool.

This round Xuanmu won again, don't think about it, if he wants to enter the top ten with his cultivation base, there is still no problem.

Back in the cave, Xuan Mu read "Introduction to Alchemy" carefully. This book is not at the same level as the introduction to alchemy he read in the first heaven.This book is more subtle, and it also introduces many strange herbs of the Second Heaven, but the words in the book are a bit small. Fortunately, he is a monk, so he can read it clearly.

Now that Xuanmu has advanced to the lower Nascent Soul, there are still four hurdles to go before he ascends.As long as his cultivation base reaches the high-level Nascent Soul stage, he no longer needs these Yulan Qin and Qisha Xun.Instead, he directly used the killing sword. At that time, he didn't have to be afraid of anyone.

After collecting the "Introduction to Alchemy", he flew out of the cave and began to search for medicinal herbs in Qinjian Mountain.After reading this book, he is familiar with all the herbs of the Second Heaven.He would not miss some medicinal herbs because he didn't know them, so he decided to collect medicinal herbs to make alchemy by himself.

Three days passed again, and the third comparison list was announced. This time, it was a competition to select the top ten. It was no longer the same as before, with the survival of the fittest, but one after another to advance.

In fact, according to Xuanmu's idea, it is very simple, one by one goes up to the competition, whoever loses will come down, and the winner continues to accept the challenge.

Obviously, the top management of Miaoyinzong would not do this.Because the year-to-year ratio is just to let the disciples practice more battles, the so-called emphasis is on participating hard.What he cares about is the process of the competition. Through the process of the competition, the disciples will have more fighting experience, not the result.

After reading the roster on the competition, Xuan Mu was taken aback.The other party turned out to be Yang Qing, that chick was from the alchemy room, and it seemed that she was not casting a sound attack spell.After thinking about it for a while, he still ignored it, and let's talk about it after the two of them fight.Anyway, for Yang Qing, his idea is that friendship comes first and competition comes second.

One day later, the competition started, and many disciples who were eliminated in the first round were also fiercely engaged in the rematch.And only eight disciples advanced to the top ten for the first time, Xuan Mu and Yang Qing naturally counted, and Shen Cong and Shen Lan also advanced as expected.

Early in the morning, Xuanmu waited boredly outside the Doufa Square, holding the Yulan Qin in his left hand, and plucking it slowly with his right hand.One side reveals the color of intoxication.

At this time, Yang Qing also came to his side, she smiled with a hint of wonder, and said to Xuan Mu: "Today is actually a battle between you and me, will I let you later? Or will you let me fight?" I?"

"Whatever, I think it depends on the strength." Xuan Mu calmly replied while playing with all his concentration.

"Okay, that's what you said. I also want to see the strength of your low-level Nascent Soul." Yang Qing said, staring at Xuanmu who was concentrating on playing the Yulan Qin.

"Hmm..." Xuan Mu replied one word lightly.It wasn't that he was disgusted with Yang Qing, but that he hadn't talked so much with anyone for half a year, especially when the other party was a female cultivator.

After the two waited bored for a while, all the monks of Miaoyinzong gathered together.Shen Cong glanced at Xuan Mu with a sneer, and said through voice transmission: "Boy, you are lucky this time. Whether you fight against me or my sister in the next round, you will have a good time."

"Thank you, brother, for your advice." Xuan Mu didn't transmit the sound, but nodded at the other party.

"Okay, today is the start of the semifinals. As for the rematch, it will start after the semifinals. Tomorrow will also be the rematch. Shen Cong and Fu Wu in the first round." The leader announced loudly.

As soon as the master's words fell, two figures quickly flew into the fighting square, and the two of them clasped their fists together, and it started.

Following the interweaving of flute and flute sounds, a golden awn of more than ten feet in size and a faint blue light of more than ten feet quickly appeared between the two of them.

The rays of light exploded again and again, and Shen Cong's golden light repeatedly broke Fu Wuyou's blue wind spells, but then a blue hurricane quickly appeared and condensed between the two of them.Even so, Shen Cong won in the end, after all, his strength as a senior brother lay there.In the entire Miaoyin sect, apart from the seven sons of Miaoyin, there should be no monk who can beat Shen Cong.

Then came the competition between Xuan Mu and Yang Qing, Xuan Mu smiled and said: "Senior Sister, let's fight with strength, don't give way to anyone, let's have a fierce battle."

"Okay, little wood. Let's have a fierce battle." Yang Qing didn't talk nonsense, she shook her right hand, and a phoenix-headed staff appeared in her hand. The sky turned into a fire bird and rushed towards Xuanmu.

Xuan Mu's face quickly became serious, he swung the Yulan Qin in his hand, and kept plucking the strings with both hands.As his fingers kept jumping on the seven strings, a cyan light burst out immediately, and the countless petals collided with the flames and quickly covered the flames. However, he obviously couldn't play with Yang Qing. Competing with the fire spells.

At the next moment when the petals were engulfed by the flames, Xuanmu had no choice but to use his blood spirit power.Otherwise, the battle will be lost.He quickly drew out a trace of blood spiritual power from the killing sword, and circulated it between his ten fingers.There was a faint blood on Xuan Mu's hands.

The blood light poured into the strings with his fingers, and the strings that were originally made of green bamboo shreds turned red at this time, and a little bit of bloody light seemed to hang on the strings like blood, and As the strings trembled, blood flowed.He grasped two strings with each hand, released them suddenly, and then kept plucking the seven strings, and saw a bloody light blast out quickly.

There was an extremely strong bloody aura mixed in the light, and it blasted towards the flame quickly. Xuanmu was not afraid of any attack, and the only thing he was afraid of with wood-type spells was fire-type acupoints.So, when he met a fire monk of the same level, he had no choice but to use blood and spiritual power to fight back with magic.

This blood-colored light quickly bombarded in front of the fire bird, and the fire bird struggled suddenly. This fire bird was just an illusion of flames, and it was not the same as the fire bird in the first layer of heaven.Therefore, under this sudden blow, there was a violent collapse.

At the same time that the fire bird collapsed, that bloody light also collapsed.Xuan Mu's body swept quickly, his speed was not slow, and now he was approaching Yang Qing in mid-air.With a random fluctuation of the right hand, a green light flew out, and then dozens of green lights flew out from the strings.