People of Confucianism and Taoism have always been the first to give courtesy before the soldiers, even more how there are too many doubts about this matter, naturally impossible to go straight and desperately.

Test?

Xiao Yihan and the others raised their brows, and thoughts flashed in their eyes.

“I don’t know what the road master said about the test?” Xiao Yihan asked.

Su Yu once explained that with Confucianism and Taoism, he can be as reasonable as possible. After all, Sovereign Mountain is not a real Demon Sect, and no one is bloodthirsty.

At this moment, Luo Qingyin slowly walked out, under the veil, she couldn’t see her face clearly, but her pair of extremely pure eyes were extremely eye-catching, and she slowly said, “We Le Ge There is a sacred heart song. This song does not have any offensive power, but it is like Saint. It contains pure meaning. This song can test people’s temperament. If you have a clear conscience, there will be no too much under this song. Great reaction.”

“Sacred Heart Song! It’s actually a Sacred Heart Song!” The crowd immediately cry out in surprise, with an incredible meaning.

“Doesn’t this kind of music mean that only Saint can be played? For thousands of years, no one has been able to play successfully!”

“It is rumored that Lege’s music contains the world The purest state of mind, I don’t know true or false.”

“This kind of tune is really suitable for testing temperament. I don’t know if the people of Sovereign Mountain can resist it.”

The Sacred Heart Song is obviously also very famous, and it immediately triggered a wave of discussions, and everyone’s faces appeared a touch of expectation.

“My Lege’s Sacred Heart Song has only been played by Qingyin for thousands of years, because her mind is pure and does not stain any dust.” Master Lu explained to the side, “I just need to ask you to listen to it. One song is good.”

“hehe, I guarantee in the name of Daru that this song will not cause any harm to you.” Mo Daru also said with a faint smile on his face.

“We believe in Confucianism and Taoism.” Xiao Yihan said directly, then looked towards Luo Qingyin, “I also believe in Qingyin girl, so… let’s start.”

At this time, Hong Ling had placed the Qin in front of Luo Qingyin, and withdrew with the faint rays of light in his eyes.

“I’ll ask you again, did you kill the people in the painting pavilion?” Luo Qingyin scanned beautiful eyes and asked.

“Absolutely not!” Xiao Yihan said.

“clang clang clang!”

The sound of the piano followed. Luo Qingyin’s complexion was flat and his eyes did not fluctuate, just like hers, elegant and pure.

The clear and clean sound of the piano gurgling and flowing. Like from the deep valley of Nether Mountain, it is flowing quietly, flowing through the wrinkles of life, flowing through the years, flowing through the memories of everyone, flowing quietly.

The sound of the piano is very soft, but there is a kind of overbearing that can’t be said. This overbearing seems to stop all the hustle and bustle of the world, and it seems to make the manic heart calm again. This is a kind of calm. overbearing.

Everyone in this brief moment could not help but close their eyes, immersed in the sound of the piano, there was no sound, as if the entire world only left the soft piano sound, flowing around everyone.

As you play, one after another ripples begin to emerge from the sound of the piano. These ripples wrap Xiao Yihan and the others in it, like a pair of slender jade hands brushing everyone’s face, and then vigorously The ground sinks into their Divine Consciousness.

Their Divine Consciousness also began to flow with the sound of the piano. Through childhood, everything echoed in their minds. There was beauty, enthusiasm, hatred, and anger. However, at this time, There is no fluctuation in their hearts, as if they are just a bystander, just looking at their own memories.

The layers of memories washed the hearts of everyone, but soon, the picture in their minds suddenly disappeared, and again and again, only the questions before Luo Qingyin played:

“I’m asking you again, did you kill the people in Painting Pavilion?”

“Did you kill them?”

……

This sound is accompanied by the constant revolving of the piano, like torture, but also just a relaxed conversation, in the enlightenment, let people tell the truth.

Faced with this problem, Xiao Yihan and the others remained calm, without the slightest fluctuation.

Mo Daru and Lu Fuzi looked at each other, both were slightly nodded. This situation shows that this matter really has nothing to do with Sovereign Mountain.

Yunhong’s pupils are slightly enlarged, and the whole person is a little at a loss, even more desperate. Isn’t it true that the people from Sovereign Mountain did it?

However, at this moment, in the ears of Xiao Yihan and the others, the sound of the piano did change abruptly, as if there were countless women laughing, and it seemed that there were countless ghosts on roar. They tore at everyone’s souls, and pierced everyone’s hearts straight through the sound of the piano.

Huh?

Xiao Yihan’s eyebrows slightly frowned, he only feels a sense of violent rise in the mind, making him feel violent, and other dísciples are the same, only feeling that there are countless evil thoughts rise in the mind, let One can’t help but want to vent.

In Yun Bufan’s mind, he remembered everything he had experienced, the despair at that time, and the trauma caused by Psychedelic Flower to him, repeated in the heart over and over again.

Mu Xiaoxiao seems to have returned to the time when he was no one to rely on. At that time, he went uphill every day to pick up spiritual medicine, hiding in Tibet and selling medicine secretly.

Nalan Ruoshui thought of his family, the blackened boy who had retired from him…

At this moment, the sound of the piano completely became a motivator The weapon of negative emotions is completely opposite to the original purity and indifference.

Only Shishi and Gan Bao face doesn’t change, one still stands quietly on the spot, with a smile on his face, a feeling of spring breeze, one holding a roast chicken on his face Still a greedy look.

Even Luo Qingyin frowned fiercely, only feeling that one after another Mo Ming’s breath appeared from the piano, enveloping himself, this breath is extremely evil, and even with incomparable licentiousness. The meaning made her whole body become hot, even if she was born with an ethereal mind, she couldn’t ignore it at all.

The sacred heart song is still going on. In everyone’s ears, the song is still the original song and has not changed much. However, the feelings of the parties have undergone earth-shaking changes, as if they have reached the edge of a boundless abyss , Will be swallowed at any time.

“There is a reaction, they have a reaction! It must be them!” Hongling coldly shouted and said.

Everyone saw the performance of the people of Sovereign Mountain. They actually began to frown, and there was pain on their faces. Obviously, they have not withstood the test!

The crimson in Yunhong’s eyes rose up, the killing intent was almost boiling, the spiritual power surged, and he would shoot at any time.

“No, this song is not right…”

With doubts on Shishi’s face, he scratched his head, “Why is it different from the original? It’s really evil.” “

He murmured, looked at the expressions of everyone, and then hurriedly said: “Stop, stop, this tune can’t be played anymore!”

pu!

Under this roar, Luo Qingyin’s face turned white, and he spouted a mouthful of blood…


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