Nine Heavenly Towers

A month has passed, and under this boulder, a young man in white can still be seen sitting cross-legged under the boulder.

He is Xuanmu, and for the past month, he has been wasting a jade slip a day, constantly imprinting these words and notes on the jade slip.But he didn't succeed once, but he still persevered in branding.

Now, he was looking at the three brand new jade stones left in the storage ring.Gritting his teeth, he took out a jade again, this time he didn't just blindly brand those words.Instead, first imprint this boulder on the jade slip, and then imprint all the characters on it according to the pattern on the boulder, and then imprint those musical notes on the jade slip.

After finishing the process, he opened his eyes, stared blankly at the jade slip in front of him, and did not speak.Instead, his eyes were contemplative, and then, he injected a spiritual power into the jade slip, and saw a strange light glowing from the jade slip, and at the same time, the words on the boulder also glowed.

Then, I saw the jade slip flying out from Xuanmu's right hand, quickly entered the boulder, and turned into a musical note.Then, a crack appeared on the boulder, and streaks of white light emerged from the crack.Xuan Mu thought for a moment, then quickly stepped towards the crack.

As his footsteps stepped into the crack, he felt a white light in front of his eyes, and he actually passed through a huge boulder.

What came into view was a high mountain, and there were some strange flowers on the high mountain. These flowers were like trumpets, emitting purple light.But one could hear the sound of everyone coming from the flower.

Xuan Mu seemed to be thinking, and then moved his eyes away from this piece of flowers.Then I saw a high mountain piled up with huge rocks, and a waterfall flowed down from the high mountain.He leaped vigorously, but suddenly found that he couldn't fly up at all, as if there was an invisible pressure covering the sky here.

"Why is this? It seems that you can fly easily in the first-level secret territory just now, but you can't fly here?" Xuanmu was puzzled, and then walked forward. He wanted to see what was going on here. The weirdness.But at this moment, an extremely strange voice was heard.

The sound was not the same as the sound made by the flowers. Xuanmu took a closer look, and then, with a look of determination in his eyes, sat down cross-legged here.He kept his gaze fixed on the flowing spring and waterfall in front of him, pretending to be listening attentively.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.This is the weird sound that Xuanmu heard. The sound did not have a great influence on Xuanmu, but at this moment, Xuanmu was obviously extremely curious about the rhythmic waterfall sound.

What kind of place this trial place is, Xuanmu is already very clear.The weirdest thing in it is the voice, but these voices are all for the disciples to learn in the place of trial.He kept capturing this wonderful and beautiful voice, recalling the wonder of this voice over and over again in his mind.

Then, he took out the Yulan Qin from the storage ring and placed it on his knees.He played to the rhythm of the waterfall.

It took seven days to play this playing, and during these seven days, he finally got acquainted with the sound of the waterfall.Then, he began to listen carefully to the sound of the flowing spring, followed the sound of the flowing spring in his heart, and grasped the rhythm of the sound of the flowing spring.

This time, it took him half a month to grasp the rhythm of the flowing spring.However, obviously no better effect has been produced, he tried to inject spiritual energy to play the song of the waterfall, and when the sound of the piano sounded, Xuan Mu immediately felt a sense of coldness.

He frowned, and continued playing.Immediately, a cyan light burst out from the strings, and the light turned into a cyan waterfall.After he finished playing the whole piece, the cyan waterfall was tens of feet in size.

When his piano sound stopped, the waterfall quickly dissipated from midair.Xuan Mu stared blankly at the empty space in front of him. After the shock in his heart rose, he couldn't calm down for a long time.

When he was about to try to play the sound of the flowing spring again, he found that the spiritual power in his body had been exhausted.He quickly took out a bottle of Peiyuan Pill from the storage ring, poured out seven pieces of Peiyuan Pill from the bottle, and swallowed it into his stomach.

Then, he began to refine.Three hours later, he finally refined the seven Peiyuan Pills.But the spiritual power in the body obviously hasn't fully recovered yet.

He frowned, and took out a bottle from the storage ring, which contained Creation Pill.This time, instead of pouring out a little, he poured the whole bottle of Good Fortune Pill into his stomach.Then close your eyes and refine again.

Until the next morning.He slowly opened his eyes.His eyes were full of exhaustion.He stretched out his five fingers, ready to play again.At this moment, he saw the strings of strange flowers wriggling non-stop.

Just after the flower squirmed quickly, he actually saw that the flower grew an inch longer at a speed visible to the naked eye.Then, bursts of horn sounds came from within the flower.

"Is this a sound again? Could it be a tune?" Xuan Mu said to himself, with his eyes slightly closed, he began to listen quietly.This song was not very long, it stopped in almost two quarters.Xuanmu opened his eyes while listening.

When he looked at the strange flowers again, he saw that the flowers withered quickly.Xuan Mu frowned, not understanding what was going on.He had only listened to it once, and he couldn't catch the rhythm of the song played by the flower at all.

So I looked at it with a look of regret, and finally sighed helplessly: "This flower is really weird, but I can only wait for it to bloom again. I don't know if it will be a year later or when?"

He thought for a moment, and then simply sat down here cross-legged.He is sure to get the tune played by this strange flower.

A day later, the spiritual power in Xuanmu's body also gradually recovered.He began to try to use spiritual power to practice Liuquan's tunes. As soon as Liuquan's tune came out, Xuanmu's ears pricked up immediately, and his eyes showed surprise. After the flowing spring was infused with spiritual power, the sound was quite wonderful. .After listening to it himself, he felt refreshed.

It seems to be the exact opposite of the magic sound in the first-level secret realm. When you hear the magic sound in the first-level secret realm, you will feel heart-wrenching, and even have a splitting headache.

"Could this be the sound of Dao? The so-called devil is one foot high, and Dao is one foot high? Exactly so?" Xuan Mu muttered to himself at this moment, as if there was enlightenment in his eyes.

He didn't continue to think, but continued to play. After the song was over, he felt that his spirit immediately improved a lot.Not only do I feel refreshed, but even my whole body seems to have inexhaustible strength.

After finishing this song, it also consumed a lot of spiritual power in Xuanmu's body.He poured another whole bottle of Creation Pill into his mouth, and then a day passed after he meditated.

The next day, Xuanmu opened his eyes again, he was going to combine the waterfall song with the flowing spring song and try to see what the effect would be.Because when he heard this sound, sometimes he would also hear the sound of the flowing spring, and the strange sound of the waterfall at the same time.

He tried to fuse two different pieces, which was much more difficult than the original separate playing.Not only do the sounds have to be fused, but their tempo changes as the sounds are fused.If you don't listen carefully to the changes, you won't be able to discover them at all.

In many cases, what he imitates is not at all similar, and the reason for the resemblance is due to the difference in rhythm.

However, he still practiced tirelessly.Another half month passed, and he finally saw clusters of flower buds growing on the purple vines again.

This made him even more delighted. He looked at the blossoming flowers and said to himself: "This flower is really strange. I expected it to grow once a year. Unexpectedly, it grew again in half a month." , This is also my chance, if it is an ordinary disciple, how can I stop here just when the flowers are singing?"

After he finished chanting, he stared at his hands. At this time, layers of thick calluses had grown on his hands. The calluses were extremely terrifying, and there were many wounds scratched by the strings on them.

"It's been a long time since I used my spiritual power to play...! Hehe..." He smiled and raised his hands slowly, and then, layers of green lights glowed on his hands.When his fingers touched the strings, there was a buzzing sound, and a faint blue light scattered from the strings, and then circulated continuously on this string.Then, the middle finger of his right hand quickly fell on the Zheng string, and at the same time, the little finger of his right hand lightly hooked on the Shao Shang string.Immediately, the sound of flowing springs and waterfalls came out from the strings, just like the sound of real flowing springs and waterfalls.

When Xuan Mu heard this voice, he trembled all over, and obviously felt a chill rushing into his heart, but he also had an extremely clear feeling.The whole person changed his appearance, he was full of energy, and the speed of moving his hands on the strings became faster and faster.

At the same time as the piano sounded, a cyan light rushed out, and the cyan light spun in mid-air.It turned like a pool of spring water, and then saw the spring water rushing forward from the center.It turned into a waterfall tens of feet long, and the power of this waterfall was stronger than Shen Lan's ice blade.

Now, Xuan Mu can still defeat Shen Lan without using the blood spirit power on the Slaying Sword.Not to mention defeating the opponent, if he wanted to put Shen Lan to death, it would definitely not be a problem.

Xuan Mu retracted his hands playing the qin, and when the sound of the qin stopped abruptly, the waterfall in front of his eyes suddenly disintegrated and turned into water droplets all over the sky and scattered all over the ground.