Fighting the Supreme Realm

Chapter 111 The turning point between life and death (3)

In fact, the sound of the guzheng contains some of the mysteries of the realm above the imperial realm. If Xiao Yan listens with all his heart and feels it with his heart, he will benefit a lot and greatly shorten the time for him to realize the realm. You must know that even though he has reached the saturation level of the peak of the Emperor Realm, if he only relies on himself to explore the realm of the Intention Level above the Emperor Realm, he does not know how many long years it will take to understand life and appreciate the human world. It is possible to touch a trace of all kinds of things.

And now, there is a strong person who can fully interpret the mysteries of this realm for him. What a rare and great opportunity this is? But he regarded it as just music to relax the nerves and entertain the body and mind. I have to say, this is very regrettable.

The remnant soul in the guzheng obviously did not expect such a situation. After a while, he sighed deeply and said to himself that he hated the iron.

"After waiting for hundreds of thousands of years, just when I thought I had been forgotten by time, I finally waited for someone."

"It is not easy to meet again after ten thousand years of waiting. I thought that the person who can activate the mark of my soul is a destined person, destined to me, destined to the music, and able to solve my confusion, but I did not expect that I will be greatly disappointed. ”

"Humph, a mere late four-star Dou Emperor dares to enter the third floor of the Wenxin Palace. In my opinion, it is extremely ridiculous. He is either too stupid or stupid, or he has the root of great wisdom, so I will test it with music. Who can I know that this kid is not only not touched at all, but also regards my music as entertainment. He is simply a bastard and stupid person, and it is a complete waste of my mood. "

By the end of the soliloquy, his tone suddenly took on a hint of anger.

The melody continued, as if there was not much change. As soon as one song ended, another song started again, one song after another. It seemed extremely pleasant, but Xiao Yan vaguely felt that there were some subtle changes in the melody.

Just when Xiao Yan frowned slightly and gradually felt that something was wrong but could not explain the reason, the eighteen strings on the guzheng vibrated faster and faster, and gradually they could no longer distinguish the sequence, and the strings swayed like a layer of mist. Shadow, Xiao Yan only felt that the worries in his heart were getting thicker and thicker, his chest was getting more and more stuffy, and he almost felt like retching. Waves of dizziness suddenly appeared in his head, as uncomfortable as being cut by a thousand knives.

"Hey, can you still resist? This kid seems to be not without merit. Although he is extremely stupid, his strength is still so-so. However, he can't hold on for a while." The remaining soul in Guzheng was slightly surprised, but his tone was still disapproving. .

Could the cross-border sound mixed with the anger of the remaining soul in the guzheng be something that Xiao Yan's soul power, now at the peak of the Imperial Realm, could withstand? Sure enough, Xiao Yan gradually couldn't resist, and blood began to overflow from the corners of his mouth. Blood beads oozed from every pore in his body. The louder the sound, the faster the blood seeped out. Within a moment, Xiao Yan's whole body felt like he was soaking in a pool of blood. More than average.

Xiao Yan still hasn't figured out what happened. First, a guzheng inexplicably appeared in the sea of ​​​​consciousness, and it played on its own inexplicably. Then, the sounds of nature gradually turned into soul-stealing music. Everything was filled with an unknown weirdness. Xiao Yan, who couldn't figure it out, felt very unwilling. He twitched his face, gritted his teeth, and persisted with the unyielding will.

Chapter 111 The turning point between life and death (4)

It can be said that what is at stake now is will and time. If Xiao Yan can persist until the sound of the guzheng stops, the remaining soul in the guzheng may be less angry; if he cannot persist, Qu will die and everything will return to nothingness.

The melody was still playing happily, and Xiao Yan's delicate cheeks had long been distorted. He was holding on to the ground with both hands, and the blood spurting out of the seven holes flowed along his body to the ground, and then along the smooth ground to all sides. It spreads away, and before the old blood dries, new blood covers it, spreading out a strong smell of blood.

While trying to mobilize the power of his soul to resist the pain of thousands of ants eating his heart, and at the same time thinking hard about what is going on, Xiao Yan has tried his best, his consciousness began to become blurred, and his originally straight body began to slowly... Tilt to the side.

Although the tilt is extremely slow, if it goes too slowly for a long time, he will still fall. Once his body falls, his soul will collapse.

Time is running fast, and Xiao Yan's body has tilted over forty-five degrees. As long as the guzheng plays one more tune, Xiao Yan will probably fall to the ground.

"How can a four-star late-stage person be able to sustain for so long?" Gu Zhengli's remnant soul's tone finally rose and fell slightly, and with a slight tremble of thought, like a fine needle piercing soft cotton, it penetrated Xiao Yan's sea of ​​consciousness without any obstruction. among.

"It turned out to be a full soul power at the peak of the Emperor Realm. No wonder..." Upon closer inspection, the remaining soul in Gu Zheng suddenly became surprised, "How could a little guy in the late four-star stage have such an impressive power?" In the realm of soul, could this be a genius?”

"What level was I when I reached the peak of the Imperial Realm?" The remaining soul in the guzheng was thinking hard.

"If I remember correctly, I didn't reach it until the late six-star stage. This little guy has only reached the late four-star stage? This is simply unheard of." The residual soul in Guzheng gasped, obviously shocked. , and it took him a long while to slowly regain his composure.

"However, if he is truly a genius, he must be a thoughtful person who is good at seizing all opportunities. How could he not have the slightest understanding or thoughtfulness about the music I played with my mind? What is going on?" Guzheng Li The remaining soul is puzzling.

Chapter 111 The turning point between life and death (5)

In fact, this was something that the remnant soul in the zither had never thought of. Using the sound of the zither as a realm demonstration was an almost unique case in the Doudi Continent. How could it be so easy to understand? Moreover, Xiao Yan had no idea about the realms above the Emperor Realm, and had no idea what they were. It was not easy for him to understand the sound of the zither all of a sudden.

"Forget it, after waiting for hundreds of thousands of years, finally there came such a weird little guy. Let's give him a chance."

As the remnant soul in the zither talked to itself, the sound of the zither gradually stopped, and everything immediately became light and calm. All the pressure suddenly disappeared, as if it had never appeared. The zither quietly floated above the sea of ​​consciousness, as if waiting for something.

Feeling that he had regained control of his soul power and the sea of ​​consciousness, Xiao Yan didn't care about the joy of escaping death. When he was about to fall, he used all his strength to stuff a handful of pills into his mouth, and then he fell to the floor with a loose body, gasping for breath.

After a long time, seeing that Guzheng was silent, Xiao Yan patted his chest, secretly exclaimed "Thank God", sat up, and took the time to recover his almost exhausted Dou Qi and soul power.

After a while, the night behind Guzheng gradually darkened, and thick clouds appeared in the sea of ​​consciousness, with some signs of a storm coming. Xiao Yan, who had recovered a little, condensed his soul power into a little man and stared at Guzheng in the sky, wondering what he meant.

"Please don't play the elegant music again." Xiao Yan's face became darker and darker as the clouds darkened, and he prayed in his heart.

Unfortunately, in this world, the more you fear something, the more it will come.

The eyes of the remnant soul in the zither looked through the zither body, looking at Xiao Yan's still confused expression with some complexity, and a trace of contradiction flashed between his eyes: "But, is there really hope to pin hundreds of thousands of years of confusion on the wisdom of a young Dou Di? Or has the old man really been worn out by the years and is desperate to seek medical treatment?" "The road to Dou Di is so long, even though it is rare for him to reach such a level with his soul power at such a young age, he still doesn't have much life experience after all, how much can he understand about the ways of the world, and how much joy and sorrow can he see through?" The remnant soul in the zither suddenly laughed to himself, a little hysterical, "It's ridiculous! Ridiculous, I finally met someone who activated my soul mark, but I have such contradictory thoughts. It seems that I am really old. "

"Forget it, let me be confused for a while, and give this not-so-bad little guy a reason to convince himself to accept his explanation."

"However, I can only give him this one chance. If he disappoints me again, even if he is really a peerless genius, I don't mind killing him with a ruthless hand."

The remnant soul in the zither sneered, and the zither body suddenly rose. In Xiao Yan's upward gaze, it seemed like a small black dot faintly blended into the night clouds. The desolate zither sound of the wind and rain sounded in the sky, stirring up thousands of feet of wind and waves in the sea of ​​consciousness.

Xiao Yan was immediately struck by lightning, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on the stone pillar in front of him, stirring up a blood mist.

"Damn it, this is such an unexpected disaster. Listening to the guzheng can cause a fatal song. My life is over this time."

At this moment, Xiao Yan was almost completely desperate - he couldn't bear the elegant music before, let alone the cold sound that clearly showed the intention of domination.

Chapter 111: Turning point between life and death (6)

After a clear sound, the guzheng floated in the air and stopped playing, but the pressure that spread wantonly was even more frightening.

"What a terrifying pressure, a remnant soul can emit such a strong aura, what level was this Doudi in his lifetime? Could he be a nine-star?" Xiao Yan felt that the whole world was spinning, and everything in front of him was blurred by the blood flowing into his eyes and turned bright red.

But the more he felt that the other party was powerful, the angrier Xiao Yan became.

"After being alone for hundreds of thousands of years, you were itching to show off your skills and treated me as a listener to relieve the depression in your heart. It would be fine if you didn't feel grateful afterwards, but you treated me as an object to vent your resentment and vent your hatred for the ages."

"Although I don't know where your hatred comes from, what does it have to do with me? Can a peak Dou Di only vent his anger on future generations and bully a low-level Dou Di? Are all the people in the Hall of Inquiry like you who only judge whether someone can answer questions based on their realm?"

At this time, Xiao Yan was furious. He was going to die anyway. Even if the opponent's strength was beyond his ability to resist, he would still question him.

Hearing that Xiao Yan dared to question him like this, the remnant soul who had intended to give Xiao Yan a chance became angry again. With a "clang" sound, the sound of the zither resounded into the sky again, sweeping up the sea of ​​consciousness with the force of a wind sweeping away the clouds, and roared in an extremely hoarse voice-"I know you are unwilling, but compared with my eternal grudge and eternal confusion, what is your unwillingness?" "What is it? What is it?..." The voice kept echoing over the sea of ​​consciousness, with a hint of extreme taste, and faintly revealing the coldness of exhaustion from thinking hard but unable to resolve the confusion, which made Xiao Yan shudder. What kind of knot in the heart would be willing to wait here for hundreds of thousands of years to resolve the confusion? Is the problem on the third floor of the Heart-Searching Hall really that difficult? Xiao Yan began to think wildly, and the more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and the more he thought about it, the more he regretted his rash entry into the third floor. If Xiao Yan heard the conversation between Zhen Ni and the Medicine Clan leader at this time, and knew that the cost of failure on the third level of the Hall of Inquiry would be extremely high, and the difficulty of the problem would not necessarily be greater than that of the second level - after all, everyone has their own problems, and it is difficult to judge which is easier or harder - he would surely be much more confident.

It's a pity that Xiao Yan didn't know this. He encountered this situation as soon as he stepped into the third floor, which left a deep shadow in his heart.

There was no way out at this moment. Facing this remnant soul who was an unknown level higher than himself, he could only take a gamble and see if he could win Gu Zheng's response. Xiao Yan felt that this was his only chance. He endured the splitting brain pain, raised his head and asked, "Senior, why do you have such resentment and confusion?"