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When all the disciples lined up and got the number card of love, without any precaution or worry, the first round of the competition of the ten methods meeting officially began.

The secret place is called "water mirror". It is located in Jiuyou mountain on the outskirts of Luan City. In order to ensure equal justice, the competition fields of Zhuji, Jindan and Yuanying players are separated orderly without mutual influence.

Out of the experience of the last life, Ning Ning is used to the surprise examination without warning, so he doesn't have much psychological burden, and goes straight into it with the star Mark sword.

Like xiaochongshan, the disciples who enter the secret place of trial will be randomly sent to different places. Fortunately, she didn't go to the cliff or the cave of spirit beast. When she opened her eyes, she saw a lush forest.

Now it's night, the towering ancient trees cover most of the moon, only the mushroom and moss growing under the trees emit light, hazy and thin as fog, which makes people not see very clearly.

In the vastness of the forest, the green waves are formed by the green branches and leaves, which are full of emerald green and dark brown color. It is inexplicable to bring a sense of overwhelming oppression, which makes Ning Ning a little out of breath.

The mushroom is as round as a ball, hanging on the top and trunk of the tree, it looks like a colorful lantern. With the light from it, Ning Ning looked down at the token in his hand.

The token is only half the size of a palm. It is made of fragrant pear trees. You can smell the delicate and quiet fragrance in your hand.

There is a talisman engraved on the card surface that she doesn't understand very well, probably for the purpose of inducing with the secret place and constantly monitoring the movement of the order holder.

The token can only be carried with her, and is not allowed to be put into the storage bag. She did not think much and put it into her coat pocket.

Although the trial was mentioned in the original work, it was written in a very detailed account, and basically had no reference value -

not only did it not mention that the Fa Hui would be held in advance, but even the plot was the same: "Pei Ji met people, Pei Ji killed people, and Pei Ji held the most tokens, which attracted the elders' amazement.".

It's like a sugarcane that's out of date. It's long and tasteless. I don't know why I was willing to read that book.

She spent a whole day in Luan City today, but she had already consumed most of her energy. She planned to go back to the inn after the banquet, but she didn't expect that the elders took a slap on the head and caught everyone by surprise.

There are often spirit beasts attacking people in the mountains and fields. The most urgent task now is to find a safe place to have a good rest as soon as possible.

Ning Ning yawned wearily and was about to move on. Suddenly, she realized that there were some faint auras coming towards her. When she touched her skin, they dispersed like smoke and could not find any trace.

Their sense of existence is very thin, and the people who exude aura should be some distance away from here.

Everyone is separated one by one. It is impossible for the same sect to successfully join in such a short time. Therefore, the possibility of gang committing crimes can be ruled out. From the point of view of the murderous spirit in these breath, it is very likely that several disciples met in a narrow way and fought directly.

Ning Ning has fully inherited the fine tradition of thousands of years of Chinese people's flow - love to join in the fun. At this moment, it's better to be a gourd eater and pay a visit to the elite disciples of various schools.

If you have a chance, maybe you can take advantage of it and grab some tokens.

She has never been a character of waiting to die. It is more interesting to take the initiative to attack than to hide like salted fish.

Ning Ning said to do, immediately sensing the source of aura, step by step forward. Before long, I heard a woman's low reprimand: "we are all Yin Xiu. Is it necessary to kill them all?"

Her heart next move, gather breath to come forward a few steps. Through the verdant shadow of the whirling trees, we can see the figures of four people opposing each other.

There are three men and one woman. The woman in green has beautiful eyes and wears the door clothes of liumingshan. The young man standing near her is full of anger and plays with the jade flute in his hand with a smile. Among the four, he is the most murderous.

A delicate young man stands under a tree, his eyebrows are full of irritability. His jade white clothes should come from the Bailemen. The monk of fanyin temple, who is far away from him, looks as usual. He seems to be a little tired and leans down on the tree trunk.

The young man twirled the flute around his fingertips, raised his eyebrows and sneered: "if we put these yinxiu together, the meaning of those elders can't be more obvious - they want to see a good play. Where can we refuse when we are disciples? It's better to comply with the wishes of the elders and have a good competition. "

The young man in white sneered: "it's so high sounding. To put it bluntly, don't you want the token on us? It's no use saying more. Come on

The young man was waiting for his words, and when he heard them, he leaped up in the air and stood on the arm thick branches of ancient trees. Then he urged the sound of his flute, and suddenly the wind burst up.

Different from the visible and qualitative sword or charm, the melody seems delicate and elegant, but in fact, it is haunted and changeable, often killing people in the invisible.

His flute is melodious and graceful. With the fluctuation of the melody, the night wind around the forest turns into a sharp blade. After a sharp whistling, he rushes straight to the three people under the tree.Ning Ning hid his breath and stood in the trees not far away. The sound of the flute floated into her ears, because it did not pose a threat to her. From the perspective of the melon eaters, it was a good melody.

The rhyme is swept around by the evening wind, sneaking into every quiet corner, just like a cool and comfortable rain on a summer night, which makes people relaxed and happy - if we ignore its increasingly murderous atmosphere.

The boy in white was born in Bailemen, which is famous for its melody. At this time, he was not willing to be outdone. After avoiding the sharp wind, he took out his storage bag from his arms.

Here we go!

Ning Ning's interest increased greatly and looked at his hands expectantly.

Most of them are elegant and dignified, and their weapons are mainly flute, piano and pipa. Now there are several music practitioners on the field, and they are all very strong. Rounding them off, they are a free open-air music concert.

In the blink of an eye, there was a flash of light in the white boy's storage bag

Erhu.

The young man took a puff from the corner of his mouth, but he continued to play the flute with all his attention.

As the tone becomes higher and higher and the change becomes faster and faster, the wind blade and spirit power become stronger and stronger. In the process of rushing, they cut off several strong branches.

Then the boy picked up the bow and the erhu began to sound.

Ning Ning always thought that the goal of her practice was to have a beautiful melody and to be euphemistic. Until the appearance of this young man, she gave her a heavy blow.

This is not playing erhu.

This is a hacksaw.

Erhu, as a traditional musical instrument, is characterized by its serenity and sadness. It is like a spring between streams and has its own style.

However, when the young man in white pulls the bow, it is not the sound of flowing water, but the terrible noise similar to the fingernail cutting the blackboard.

Just listen to this, Ning Ning was almost sent away directly. That tune is not "quiet and sad" at all. It is the poor man who hears it that is really sad.

Beyond the fairy way, beyond the history, this wave, is unique magic attack.

Ning Ning wanted to rush forward and told him in tears: "don't pull, don't pull! This saw in your hand is definitely rusty! "

Rao is a young man who was arrogant and domineering before. He would not have thought that the young man who looked weak was a cruel character.

As soon as the erhu came out, it was combined with his appalling playing skills, which immediately caused the situation to change color, and every flower was very bleak.

The secret way of the youth is difficult, but there is no way back. In all kinds of desperation, he can only play the flute to resist. The woman from liumingshan also took out her storage bag and recited the pithy formula after observing the situation.

Ning can't help but be slightly stunned.

The boy turned erhu into a saw and almost covered up the sound of the flute. At first sight, he was a tough character to provoke. What kind of weapon does this woman use to take it out without hesitation under such circumstances?

Does the light in the storage bag disperse and the musical instruments in the hands of women in green clothes gradually take shape.

Slender body, conical horn, gilt body.

It is a shining suona.

The young man who played flute turned pale and lost his mind.

This woman was docile and cowardly before. Judging from her temperament, she should be a harp player -

as a result, you are the most outrageous one in the audience! One or two are playing the role of pigs and eating tigers. Can there be a little honesty and trust between people in this world!

He doesn't want to play with this group.

The flute in his hand is so weak, pitiful and helpless that he can't stand the toss of those two instrument tyrants. Not to mention playing music, when the sound of Erhu sounds like a donkey in the distance, his tune can be taken directly to grandma's house. If the suona rings again

As the saying goes, all kinds of musical instruments, suona as the king, either ascend to heaven, or worship. Pipa for thousands of years, Zheng for thousands of years, erhu for a lifetime, suona for a sound, the end of the play.

The woman in green looks calm and raises her suona.

A song out, four wild silence.

The high and sonorous melody, like a tide of water, is pouring into our ears with the trend of sweeping the world. With a tremor in the eardrum, all the other sounds become dull.

On the other side is the screech of a donkey. On the other side is the sharp roar of a tiger. The young man's flute sounds pitifully. He has long forgotten the original tone.

The three opposing auras collide in the night, and the wind around them is strong. It's like ghosts walking at night. It's very frightening.

The excellent leshuo competition was ranked by them in terms of level and style. With a little packaging, they could go directly to the funeral home to carry the coffin.

There is no erhu who does not cry, no suona can not send away the soul.

Lying and listening is the greatest respect for them.

At the beginning, the most noisy young Piper couldn't support himself. At his feet, the branches were cut off by the ghostly music, and he was also knocked out by the surging aura. He fell to the ground in great embarrassment. Seeing that he was falling into the wind, he had to give up the token.A broken heart, where to find a bosom friend.

In the war, the young man and the woman in green had a feeling of sympathy for each other. Naturally, a token was not enough for them to share equally. Their eyes met silently for a moment. At the same time, they looked at the monk leaning under the tree.

The monk looks only twenty years old. He has a clear and gentle face. Although he is not handsome and extraordinary, his amber eyes are as quiet as a well without waves. He can easily make people feel good about him.

In addition to Buddhism and physical training, there are also a small number of music practitioners in fanyin temple. Compared with liumingshan and Bailemen, the instruments they practice are much more eccentric.

Qin, Se, Zheng and Xiao are all children, and wooden fish is the mainstream. I heard that a few years ago, there was a cruel man who used his mouth as an instrument and specialized in chanting incantations and chanting sutras. After a contest, his mouth sparkled.

If this monk is also a wooden fish, he will probably be defeated in the attack. Ning Ning felt that the time had come, and was hesitant to help, but she suddenly caught a glimpse of the Buddha's light in front of her.

Even the professional funeral team stopped playing, showing a rather amazing look.

In the light of the Buddha, where is the wooden fish.

It was huge and round. When it came into shape, it shocked the four fields with the air of despoting others and gave out a loud hum.

Good guy, it's a van Gogh bell with two people.

Shaolin Temple rings as an alarm every morning.

The woman in green just wants to swear.

Where can Leshu use the Vatican bell as a weapon! When others play the piano and flute, do you take a clock and pestle to knock? be ill!

Ning Ning's heart is full of admiration. The major sects of the secret way are really talented.

Although Jianxiu was a dog, most of them were sultry. The dog had to be introverted and the dog didn't show it at all.

However, this group of students is quite different.

They let themselves fly, without any disguise, or even show them to others: Well, yes, this is my weapon.

To make a comparison, you can see the yinxiu with wooden fish, Sanskrit bell and suona as musical instruments, but you will never see the Jianxiu with a firestick as a weapon.

Talents are all talents.

It's a good play. Everyone has hidden it. The elders are worthy of being elders. Even the whole people are so fresh and refined.

It was obvious that the young man was more eccentric than a girl in Xiushan. After a moment of stupefaction, he regained his strength and continued to play the music.

Erhu sad, suona sad, worthy of the underworld music, leads to a very strange cold wind.

But the young monk in the center of the storm did not change his face. After nodding slightly, a huge bell and pestle appeared in his hand.

Buddhist music is solemn and clear, which is most incompatible with their music style. The moment the bell rings, two completely different spiritual powers collide with each other, breaking out a deafening roar, so Ning Ning had to cover her ears.

However, although the bell rang, the monks themselves could not compete with them.

The sonorous chimes of bells and chimes are as heavy as rocks. When they rush to our ears, they are accompanied by bursts of palm wind containing Buddha Qi. The young man and the woman in green cooperated side by side, and they slashed Daodao and Daodao with spiritual power respectively, getting closer and closer to the monk.

Seeing that the monk was gradually defeated, the young man cried in a deep voice, "hand over the token, and I will not hurt you!"

But the other side ignored him and just kept ringing the bell.

So they quickly looked at each other, and at the same time, they strengthened and accelerated the offensive and approached him step by step.

They are sure to win, but they are vaguely aware that something is wrong.

Although the monk had fallen behind, he didn't resist, didn't seek peace, didn't run away or stepped up the offensive, just stood in the same place indifferently

It's like trying to get those two people close.

The idea crossed my mind in a hurry. In a flash, the young monk suddenly raised his eyes.

His pupils are as clear as a spring, but at this time, they reflect some dim light that can't be explained clearly. They don't know what they are thinking.

Ning Ning saw that he raised the bell and pestle high, but he didn't beat the bell with the pestle head as before.

It's just lifting it up, like playing baseball, and throwing the Vatican bell in front of it

It's flying.

With a big belly, the Buddhist bell spins and jumps in the air without stopping. Following the trajectory of the monks, it directly hits a man and a woman walking side by side.

Ning Ning was shocked.

Physical attack, physical attack?!

Why did you beat the good Van Gogh bell into a baseball! Stop it, this is not what Leshu should do!

The two were knocked away by Van Gogh bell and landed in a double diving position, with a synchronization rate of 99%.

Where did the woman in green see this routine? She immediately covered her chest with tears: "you, you are mean! I don't want to hit people with musical instruments! "

It seems that she is quite adaptable and can blurt out that the big bell is called "musical instrument".The young man coughed a few times and tried to struggle for mercy: "master, monks are compassionate. Let us go!"

"Amitabha."

The young monk opened his mouth in a soft voice and said with pity, "the Buddha said," I don't want to be a Buddha. "

Then he raised the pestle in his hand, one by one, and finished the work.

It's disgusting that my aunt is here and I'm paralyzed.

It's late for Jiageng, and there's another one tonight, but it's very late. I'd like to lie down for a while. Let's see it tomorrow morning. ″

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