Nine Heavenly Towers

Xuan Mu whispered while looking at the bells hanging all over the roof.After looking at it for a long time, I didn't find anything unusual.

He frowned, and sat down cross-legged, looking like he was waiting to see what happened.

The wind was silent, but it kept blowing in the secret room.Stir the bells hanging all over the roof to make a jingling sound.

In the blink of an eye, a day passed, and the voice didn't increase much.The bell didn't change at all, which made Xuanmu extremely surprised.He originally thought that so many bells were set up on the fourth floor to make the sound more intense, however, so much time has passed.Everything is the same as when I first came here.

Xuan Mu's brows were deeply furrowed, if he didn't find out the secrets in the fourth floor, he couldn't get out from the fourth floor.Then I can only crush the jade slip and go back.However, he was still at a loss. With a melancholy face, he kept staring at the constantly shaking bell on the roof.

Every bell is the same, every bell is the same, the same blows in the wind, the same sound.

Finally, he stood up, took out the killing sword, and slashed towards the bells above frantically.

When the sound of jingling sounded one after another, one after another bells fell from the roof of the house to the ground, and finally disappeared from the ground.Likewise, one bell after another reappeared on the roof of his house.His speed was getting faster and faster, but the speed at which the bell transformed was also getting faster and faster.

He looked at so many bells ferociously, and stopped his almost crazy behavior.

"Am I fucking, what's going on here?" He cursed bitterly while pacing non-stop in the secret room.

After three days, Xuan Mu was able to calm down, he stopped frantically chopping countless bells on the roof.Instead, he sat down cross-legged slowly, listening carefully to the sound of the bell, hoping to find out the secret of customs clearance from the sound of the bell.

So, he sat for another three days.Three days later, he opened his eyes with a sneer, and then closed them again. He stretched his body in the secret room, grabbed the northeast corner with his right hand, and tightly held a golden bell in his hand.His body quickly moved towards the northwest corner again, and he stretched out his left hand to grab it, and another bell was grabbed by his left hand.

Then he quickly went straight to the southwest corner, took down a bell with his right hand, and took down another bell towards the southeast corner.In an instant, all the bells hanging from the entire roof fell down.Crashing...clanging....The sound is endless.

Xuan Mu quickly put the four bells that he took off into the storage ring, and then saw the scene in front of him turn, and he had come to the fifth floor of the seven-story tower.

The fifth floor is different from the previous four floors. Although this floor is a high wall, it seems that there is nothing inside.

Just as Xuan Mu was thinking, a black lyre and a white jade flute appeared in front of him.He looked at the black lyre with thoughtful eyes.The first four floors let him know some tricks.

First floor, second floor.The test is the body, if the physique is not good, the best place to hone the physique.And the third and fourth layers are the tempered will and sensitivity.

On the fifth floor, there are one qin and one xiao. Could it be related to the two schools of qin and xiao in Miaoyin Sect?Xuan Mu thought carefully and began to speculate one by one.I practice the qin, so try this qin!

His right index finger moved towards the strings on the black lyre, but he didn't expect that the strings were so soft that they broke under his slight twitching.

Xuan Mu's eyes lit up, revealing a look of great interest.Staring quietly at the lyre, his expression was filled with excitement.

The moment a string of the piano dared to break, that string was connected again.This time, Xuan Mu didn't dare to act rashly.His hands gently caressed this lyre, and slowly brought a trace of wood spirit power into the strings.

Soon, the wood spirit energy on the strings dissipated.Xuan Mu murmured: "Perhaps the wood-type spiritual power is not enough, as long as there is wood-type spiritual power, the seven strings, my master can definitely make it play a wonderful sound."

Without hesitation, he continued to nourish the seven strings with the spiritual power in his body. As time passed, another three days passed.

At this moment, Li Mo and Shen Cong's brothers and sisters flew down from the seventh floor of the tower.

"Hehe, Junior Sister Wei has come out. Haha..." Senior Brother Huang obviously showed a long-lost smile.

"Hehe..., yes, why did Junior Sister Wei stay in the tower for so long?" Jiang Zhao also stepped forward and asked at the same time.

"Unexpectedly, all the senior brothers are still waiting for the junior sister, how can this be called a junior sister?" Li Mo said with a smile on her face.

"Okay, since Lao Wei has also come out, we should go." The young man disguised as a man said coldly at this moment, and glanced at Li Mo with contemptuous eyes.

"No way, fellow seniors, are you waiting for your junior sister?" Li Mo was obviously surprised.

"Yes, after all, we are all from the same sect. We made an agreement when we entered the pagoda. We will advance and retreat together, and share weal and woe. Now we will naturally wait for you." Senior Brother Huang said tactfully. "Let's go."

"Senior Brother Huang, has Xuanmu come out?" At this moment, Li Mo was obviously a little embarrassed.

"No, he is a junior disciple of the Miaoyin Sect, so we don't need to worry about him. If he can find it, he will find it. If he can't find it, let him..." Brother Huang's words have not yet finished, and he listened. There was a very crisp sound of the piano.

"This..., this is the piano sound coming from the fifth floor." At this moment, Jiang Zhao showed disbelief and murmured.

"No way, that piano is so soft that I can't even play it. How did he manage to play it?" Li Mo said in amazement with shock in her eyes.

"Could it be that this son really has a chance?" Senior brother surnamed Huang also looked a little surprised, staring at the fifth floor of the tower.

At this time, all the members of the Miaoyin Sect present couldn't believe it. No one had ever been able to play the piano on the fifth floor. They all played the jade flute after passing the fifth floor. Not good to play.However, as long as you have enough strength, you can play a sound.

They never knew that the fifth floor could still play the lyre.

"It seems that we should wait for this lucky boy." Senior Brother Huang said with a long sigh.

"It's not that he has a good chance, but a deep scheming." Li Mo said with a sneer.Naturally, she would not say that she was waiting for Xuanmu here, just to kill Xuanmu.

"Since Senior Brother Huang and Junior Sister Wei have to wait, I, Jiang Zhao, might as well wait for the rare talent that our Miaoyin Sect has seen for decades." Jiang Zhao showed interest in his eyes, and then slowly sat down cross-legged .

"This boy is indeed extraordinary. I have been in our Miaoyin Sect for 30 years. It is the first time I have met a disciple who has only entered the sect for a year, and he has broken through and advanced to the lower Nascent Soul." Senior brother Huang also nodded, leading Said with emotion.

"I heard that this kid was the champion of last year's competition?" At this moment, the rude man who had been seldom speaking said.He looks rough on the surface, but his scheming is deep enough.It's not that he doesn't speak, but he knows when to say something.

"Yes, it's him. This person is too popular. If you don't wait for him, you will inevitably be suppressed by this person in the future...!" Li Mo sighed and said quietly.

"Junior Sister Wei's words are too long for other people's aspirations to destroy their prestige..." A middle-aged man behind Jiang Zhao immediately expressed dissatisfaction, but he said half of what he said before, but didn't continue.

Because Jiang Zhao blocked him with a gesture, he swallowed dryly and said nothing.He has always followed Jiang Zhao's lead, so he naturally understands what Jiang Zhao's intention is behind this action.

The other members of Miaoyin Sect also stopped talking, and most of the monks who understood what Limo said gave Limo a mocking look, then closed their eyes and sat up in meditation.

Inside the fifth floor of the high tower, Xuan Mu showed a face of intoxication at this time, and his slender fingers slowly played on the lyre.As the sound gradually rose, the black light above the guqin changed rapidly.

Strips of white light emerged from the blackness, becoming more and more urgent as it played.The white light became brighter and brighter.

He plays very fast, but also very softly.Because he knows that as long as he exerts force, the strings will break, and once the strings are broken, all his efforts will be in vain.

Even though he was thinking like this, he still heard an extremely ear-piercing sound of broken strings.The voice was so loud that the nine members of the Miaoyin Sect under the tower could hear it.

The nine people looked at each other, and after looking at each other, they didn't speak, but sat down cross-legged quietly.

After the string broke, Xuan Mu didn't hesitate, but quickly connected the string.Slowly inject spiritual power into the strings.

Three days later, the sound of the piano sounded again in the fifth floor, Xuanmu was playing the Hundred Flowers Jue, this time he played it more easily than last time.The worry from last time has long dissipated from his heart, watching his hands and ten fingers play the guqin quite skillfully.

As the voice became more and more urgent, the rhythm also became faster and faster.However, the color on the black body changed rapidly, and a large white spot appeared on the lyre.Then, larger white spots appeared one after another.

Soon, half an hour passed, and the sound of the piano on the fifth floor stopped abruptly. The sound didn't disappear because of a broken string, but because it disappeared after the end of the song.

After the song was over, the lyre was completely covered by white light, and no black light spots could be seen for a long time.Xuan Mu breathed a sigh of relief, then murmured to himself in doubt: "Why haven't you passed the level yet? Could it be that this level is not a test of the flute's performance skills?"