The Legend of Futian

In the sound of the piano, Ye Futian's mental power is integrated into the falling snow and into the Tianshan Mountain, as if his spiritual power is everywhere.

At this moment, Ye Futian gave birth to a wonderful feeling, as if all the perceptions between heaven and earth became clearer. He stopped in his hands and didn't play the piano.

With his eyes closed, he felt this kind of mood, feeling the feeling that spiritual power was integrated into the heavens and the earth, and the movement of thoughts, the aura between the surrounding heavens and the earth resonated with the spiritual power, and it was natural, as if his spiritual thoughts were originally heaven and earth portion.

"Sky position."

Ye Futian opened his eyes, and a smile appeared on his face. In the process of playing the piano, the spiritual force naturally broke through the **** of the realm and stepped into the level of heaven. Everything seemed to be a natural process, and he did not deliberately practice or impact. realm.

In the practice world, the heavenly position is also known as the combination of man and sky, the thoughts are integrated, and the heaven and the human are one. It is for the heavenly position, and martial arts, both the master and the martial art can break through the realm.

Thinking of Ye Futian's temporarily stopping playing, now that he has reached this point, he will naturally go all out and push his strength completely into the sky.

He started to practice boxing, raised his hands and pitched his feet, the atmosphere was magnificent, and the fists opened and closed. The surrounding space was oscillating, the snow flakes were shattered, and soon, an invisible aura formed around Ye Futian's body.

In the snow in the sky, Ye Futian occasionally heard the sound of ape-screaming dragons, boxing like a dragon, strength like an ape, and body like a penguin. Emperor temperament was faintly flowing on his body. Like a young emperor, he practiced martial arts. At times, the emperor's tactics are usually motivated to practice and temper itself.

Gradually, he was immersed in it, and the power of each punch became stronger. The invisible gas field resonated with the surrounding heaven and earth, and an invisible light curtain appeared. The space he was in turned into a vacuum. Flying outside this space.

Finally, with the sound of a dragon chant, Ye Futian punched out, the space shook, a horrifying ape shadow appeared, and Jin Peng spread his wings. This random punch seemed to penetrate the void and blasted into the distance. Void trembled wherever I passed.

Ye Futian closed his fist, took a deep breath, and a powerful aura flowed on his body. The aura of various attributes between heaven and earth revolved around his body, turning into a bright light curtain, flowing like water waves on him, and then gradually dissipated. .

"Huh ..." Ye Futian exhaled a stale air, no matter he was a mage or martial arts state, he all stepped into the sky.

Practicing the tunes on the Tianshan Mountain, before he knew it, his mental strength had even recovered to the peak, and even now it is a real wonder.

Looking down for the rest of his life, this guy does not know when he can wake up. The artistic conception on this Tianshan Mountain is very suitable for spiritual practice and fits heaven and earth. Especially when he plays the piano, the entire top of Tianshan Mountain is endlessly covered with endlessness. Reiki.

The body was sitting next to him for the rest of his life. In the snow, the Qin soul appeared, and the sound of the piano sounded again in the Tianshan Mountains.

That wonderful feeling reappeared, it seemed to be clearer because of the breakthrough in the realm. He felt that his spiritual will was accompanied by the piano sound into the endless aura, and merged into the falling endless aura, and Turned into one, his spiritual will seemed to be everywhere, and the snowflakes fell down.

Under the top of the mountain, the Buddha is still insisting on stepping, half of the Buddha and half evil in his eyes, as if struggling, he can not hear the sound of the piano, every step is extremely difficult, but he continues.

At this moment, the Buddha's brows were slightly frowned, and a bright light of Buddha flashed in his eyes, as if he opened the eyes of the sky. He saw the aura of heaven flying down, on the top of the Tianshan Mountains, in the falling snowflakes, as if by endless Reiki changed, and even he felt an invisible mental power.

"Who?" A voice came out of the Buddha.

There was a moment of silence in the void, no sound, and the Buddha's eyes flickered. Is it because the mountaineering road is so tired that it becomes illusion of exhaustion?

At this moment, the aura of aura over his head frantically gathered, the endless ice and snow instantly condensed into one iceberg, and the look of the Buddha suddenly changed. The next moment, he heard a rumbling sound coming out, The iceberg came down with infinite pressure, and went straight to his body. When he climbed, it seemed like he was bearing the pressure of Tianshan Mountain. Now another tyrannical pressure is coming. It is conceivable what he is bearing. pressure.

He sang loudly, spit out the Sanskrit sound, and the 卍 word appeared, the Buddha's light was shining, as if to be interwoven into a spell, but at this time, an invisible mood came, and all the aura between heaven and earth seemed to be still, a little Waving, the spell can't condense.

"How could this be?" The Buddha's eyes showed a different color, and his lawful eyes saw that the aura between heaven and earth seemed to be controlled by an invisible force, flowing slowly and falling toward the Tianshan Mountain, but was not affected by his mental power. Control, and the terrible iceberg has come, he screamed angrily, the physical strength erupted, the Buddha's light was bright, and he raised his hand to blast a tyrannical Buddha's seal.

"boom!"

The body of the Buddha was directly suppressed, rolled down the mountain road, snorted, and spit out blood.

His face was extremely ugly. Who was dealing with him?

Only three people walked in front of him before. Who are Ye Futian, the rest of his life, and Hua Qingqing?

If they are, why can they borrow the spirit of Tianshan?

Just as he was thinking, the ice storm swept towards him. He shuddered, stood up and hurried down the mountain road. He didn't even know who his opponent was. There was no fighting in this environment. Any odds can only escape.

However, as he ran, the snow flakes around his body seemed to move. The wind howled and swept out of his body. Above the void, sharp golden blades stabbed him. This was for him. Life.

The body of the Buddha leaped suddenly, walking in the air, but instead of going up, he ran away towards the foot of the mountain at a very fast speed.

The pressure on the Tianshan Mountain is from top to bottom, so when he flees downward, not only will the speed not be affected, it may even be faster.

The sharp blade stabbed, and the Buddha's legs slammed into the sky, turning into huge golden footprints, a loud bang, the sharp blade exploded, and the footprints were broken. The Buddha continued to run away with the momentum, he gradually felt The surrounding snowflakes resumed as usual, and this stopped.

The Buddha turned his head and stared at the sky, his face was extremely ugly. Who shot him?

Just when he was angry, the surrounding heaven and earth aura changed again, and his face suddenly changed, turning and turning into a golden streamer heading down the mountain without stopping.

On Tianshan, Ye Futian playing the Qinqu with a little coldness on his face. Naturally, he was attacking the Buddha, but he used the power of the Qinqu to control the spirit of Tianshan.

However, his perception has not spread throughout the entire Tianshan Mountain, but has blended in a little bit. He faintly feels that he can communicate the meaning of the two emperors on the Tianshan Mountain with the help of Qinqu, thus controlling the entire Tianshan Mountain.

As time passed, there were more and more people going up and down the mountain, and Ye Futian's perception range became stronger and stronger. Gradually, he could already see the Fa clock in his perception, the invisible golden bell. Covering the entire Tianshan, it seems to be integrated with Tianshan, suppressing it.

Similarly, Ye Futian felt the horrible evil spirit, he saw the demon bird.

The immense amount of magic birds and birds occupy the entire Tianshan Mountains. From bottom to top, it is exactly opposite to Fa Zhong. Ye Futian feels like a giant monster bird like Tianshan Mountain. He is buried in Tianshan Mountain and buried by Tianshan Mountain. , Suppressed by Fa Zhong.

Ye Futian naturally understands that this is not the real magic bird, but also the will of the magic bird after death, and integrated into the Tianshan Mountains.

What makes Ye Futian even more shocking is that this huge and incomparable ghost bird has his head close to the top of the mountain and at his feet.

"Little Eagle."

When Ye Futian felt the mystery of the Tianshan Mountains, he saw the small vulture, just below the head of that demon bird, and his body was filled with the meaning of the terrible demon, as if to be completely fallen and turned into a devil bird.

He saw a narrow passage that runs through the top of the Tianshan Mountain and into the Tianshan Mountains ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ Heifengdiao seems to have entered the Tianshan Mountains from there. At this moment, it has been covered by snowflakes.

An invisible storm directly penetrated the channel, and the falling aura led to it. Ye Futian's will penetrated directly into the Tianshan Mountains. An extremely terrible evil intention appeared in Ye Futian's perception, the more inward The stronger this evil thought.

Finally, Ye Futian's will came to the demon bird. At this moment, Ye Futian only felt the evil thoughts and wanted to devour his spiritual will.

"Little carving." Ye Futian shouted, the endless spirit of evil spirits shrouded the black wind carving, it gave birth to a pair of terrible demon wings, as if to transform the magic peng.

Looking back, the eyes of Heifengdiao are amazed to the extreme. They are not like the eyes of Heifengdiao. The cold and ruthless evil eyes are staring at the front. It seems that they can also sense the existence of Ye Futian.

"Boom." A horrendous dark air stream swept straight ahead, drowning everything, and instantly engulfing the spirit of Ye Futian's advent.

On the Tianshan Mountains, Ye Futian, who was playing the piano, groaned, his face pale, and the piano sound stopped abruptly, interrupted by students.

Ye Futian stood up and saw him raise his footsteps and walk to a place on the top of the Tianshan Mountain. The footsteps shook Bai Xue and the passage appeared. Ye Futian stood above the passage and glanced inside. The Qin soul appeared, the sound of the piano sounded again, resonated with the heavens and the earth, and attracted the meaning of Tianshan into itself. The endless aura fell down toward the passage, and then Ye Futian stepped forward, and his body fell toward that passage. Down.

Qinyin was leisurely, Ye Futian embraced Qin Soul, and headed directly towards the place where the Black Wind Carving was. He soon fell in front of the other side. He was enveloped by the terrible evil spirits. Magic bird ghost!