Sky War God

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　　 In a day's time, Ye Feng studied the deep-seated power he had felt on the gathering stage in the room.

　　 Coming into the courtyard, the air in the early morning was exceptionally good. Ye Feng sat in the pavilion drinking tea, just watching the fish swimming in the pond, enjoying the rare tranquility.

　　 At this moment, there was a faintly melodious flute sound floating in the space, with the sound of the breeze flute changing loudly and quietly, occasionally.

　　 Ye Feng's eyes flashed, and when he listened carefully, he could feel the beauty of the flute sound, as if it could purify the soul.

　　 Although this sound is not loud, it still makes Ye Feng feel immersed in it.

　　 "Who is the owner of this flute? Why is there such a superb musical achievement?"

　　 Ye Feng couldn't help but sigh in his heart. The sound of the flute made him feel very relaxed and added a bit of comfort.

　　 Moreover, the sound of the flute seemed to contain an invisible attraction, which made Ye Feng involuntarily raise his footsteps and walk in the direction the flute sound came from.

　　 He walked out of the courtyard and kept following the sound of the flute. The Jinluo Immortal Gate was very big, and it took half an hour to walk.

　　 Ye Feng came to the outside of a relatively remote courtyard inside Jinluo Immortal Gate. This courtyard seemed very quiet and did not seem to be very large.

　　 But from the open door of the courtyard, you can see that this courtyard is quite unique and the scenery is beautiful. With the beautiful flute sound, it adds a bit of charm to this courtyard.

　　 Ye Feng didn't enter the courtyard rashly. Outside the courtyard, he admired the beautiful flute sound. The sound of the flute was melodious, as if he could enter the depths of his soul.

　　 "Since it's here, why not come in and sit down?"

　　 At a certain moment, there was such a voice in the courtyard, and Ye Feng's eyes flashed.

　　 He could hear that the owner of this voice should be a middle-aged man, with a strong and magnetic voice with a somewhat ethereal meaning.

　　 Ye Feng arrived, the other party had noticed it a long time ago, and when he was invited, Ye Feng had no need to refuse.

　　 stepped slowly into the courtyard, entering this courtyard, Ye Feng only felt that his body was surrounded by a very mysterious aura.

　　 This breath is like the birth of heaven and earth, but it is different from the force of heaven and earth, but it is such a seemingly soft breath that makes Ye Feng feel an extraordinary movement.

　　 It was as if some kind of power in his body was about to be unearthed after being wrapped in this breath.

　　 This courtyard is full of fragrance of flowers, the vegetation is shaded by green trees, and the lotus roots in the pond bloom, like a paradise.

　　 The sound of the flute came from a pavilion in the middle of the pond, where a middle-aged figure in white was sitting impressively.

　　 This middle-aged man has a crown-like face, long hair and shawl, and looks like a sword eyebrow. If he were younger, he would be a rare beautiful man.

　　 At this moment, he is holding a jade flute and playing slowly, and the sound from the jade flute gathers into a beautiful rhythm.

　　 The sound waves seem to have turned into substance, like ripples of flowing water, floating in space.

　　 Ye Feng looked at him. Although he could not feel any breath release from the middle-aged body, he knew that the other party must be a very powerful being.

　　 Ye Feng stepped outside the pavilion, bowed and saluted the middle-aged man in the pavilion, and said: "Junior Ye Feng, I have seen seniors."

Hearing what Ye Feng said, the middle-aged man slowly stopped playing, put the jade flute away, his eyes fell on Ye Feng, a smile appeared on his elegant face, and said: "Since acquaintance is fate, Come in and have a drink with the old man."

　　 This middle-aged man may seem to be under fifty years old, but he claims to be an old man. Obviously, his true age is not just as it appears on his face.

　　 Ye Feng raised his body, walked into the pavilion, and sat opposite the middle-aged man.

　　 It didn’t take long for a maid to serve a pot of wine, and the middle-aged man filled Ye Feng with a glass.

He filled the glass in front of him again.

　　 raised a glass to Ye Feng and smiled: "Come on, you and I have a drink together."

　　 Ye Feng looked stunned. He didn't expect that the middle-aged man asked him to come here to let him drink with him.

　　 Ye Feng is not hypocritical, and has the ability to drink with this middle-aged man. As the wine entered the intestines, a hot sensation spread through Ye Feng's body, and Ye Feng suddenly felt that the wine was unusual.

　　 "This wine is made by myself. There are only eighty-one altars in total. You have a good taste."

　　 The middle-aged man smiled and said, then, his gaze looked into the distance, and after a long time, he said again: "It is not easy for a person of your age to be able to find my flute."

　　 Sun Bu Qiu Yuan alone Sun Henmo Leng Yu take the technique

　　 After that, the middle-aged man turned his body and his eyes fell on Ye Feng again. Under this kind of gaze, he felt as if he was naked, without any secrets.

　　 The opponent can see through everything about him at a glance. This feeling is very bad, but for some reason, Ye Feng just can't resist the opponent's gaze.

　　 In front of the opponent, he felt that he was so small and worthless.

　　 "The power of heaven and earth has realized the culmination of the later stage of the state of mind, yes!"

　　 The middle-aged man suddenly spoke. When Ye Feng did not release the power of heaven and earth, the other party directly saw through the realm of his power of heaven and earth.

　　 This is something that even ordinary martial emperor realm experts can't do. It can be imagined that this middle-aged man is powerful.

　　 "It's just that there are some opportunities, not enough."

　　 Ye Feng humbled to him, still guessing the identity of the middle-aged man in his heart.

　　 He can clearly feel that the strength of this middle-aged man is actually higher than that of the sloppy elder white beard.

　　 "The cultivation of the perception of the power of heaven and earth is not something that can be done by light, but more of it requires the talent of the person who understands it."

　　 The middle-aged man has been staring at Ye Feng, and that gaze seems to have a strange magical power.

　　 "I will play another piece for you. Listen carefully, remember, throw out all the distracting thoughts in your heart, and try to put yourself in a vacuum."

　　 The middle-aged man said, and then he took out another flute, which was essentially different from the jade flute before.

　　 This flute is made of bamboo, and it looks a bit more antique.

　　 Ye Feng's eyes flashed, and he nodded to the middle-aged man. He knew that the opponent's strength should not harm him.

　　 If the other party wants to kill him, he can do it easily by just moving his fingers, so why bother.

　　 is not unreasonable

　　 Therefore, when the other party's flute sounded, Ye Feng closed his eyes as the other party said, and calmly felt the rhythm of the flute.

　　 Throw out the distracting thoughts in his heart as much as possible, and it didn't take long for Ye Feng to enter a state of vacuum.

　　 The sound of the flute was gentle and watery, deep into Ye Feng's mind, and Ye Feng listened quietly, trying to catch every rhythm of the flute.

　　 This kind of rhythm seems ordinary, but in fact it seems to contain an indescribable law. Ye Feng can't explain it temporarily, but he can feel that the flute is communicating with his soul.

　　 As he listened more deeply, he only felt that the power of heaven and earth in his body was involuntarily mobilized.

　　The power of heaven and earth turned into a force, constantly wandering within Ye Feng's body, making his whole body extremely active.

　　 The flute has a melodious sound, and the sound waves are constantly floating in the space. Such a beautiful sound contains the ability to communicate with the most primitive power of the world.

　　 Ye Feng gradually found a special rhythm in the rhythm of the flute through digging through perception.

　　 This kind of rhythm is surprisingly similar to the frequency of the power of the earth in his body, and just when Ye Feng felt that he was about to find the core thing of the flute sound, the song ended here.

　　 This stopped the state Ye Feng had just found, his eyes slowly opened, and a touch appeared on his face

An unfinished look.

　　 The middle-aged man asked with soft eyes.

　　 "Yes, it's just too short, it's still a bit plugged in."

　　 Ye Feng nodded to the middle-aged man, telling his true feelings.

　　 After the enemy is not the place, Sun Cha is inspected by Yang Tong

　　 "That means you don't have enough understanding."

The middle-aged man smiled and said, then, he actually waved at Ye Feng and said: "Go, that's it for today, if you are interested, you can come again tomorrow. The premise is that you must drink with the old man. "

　　 Ye Feng looked stunned, and immediately nodded. He just found a trace of mystery in the sound of the flute, the way of nature, the middle-aged man was helping him.

　　 How could Ye Feng let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity?

　　 After the distant enemy, Shumo makes trouble

　　 "The junior has left."

　　 Ye Feng arched his hand at the middle-aged man, and then stepped out of the courtyard.

　　 Sun Di Di’s hatred after the hatred and Leng Tong Gang secret

　　 "Father~www.wuxiaspot.com~Are you ready to accept disciples again?"

　　 Not long after Ye Feng left, a soft voice came from outside the pavilion.

　　 The sound is clear and sweet, like gurgling water, giving a very fresh feeling.

　　 Immediately, a beautiful shadow appeared in the pavilion, a girl in her early twenties.

　　 This girl is wearing a light yellow long dress, which outlines her exquisite curves vividly. She has fair skin and can be broken by a bomb.

　　 The face is exquisite, and his smart eyes are as clear as autumn water. The whole person looks like a picture scroll, giving people a pleasing feeling.

　　 "Chen'er, if you don't practice well, why are you running here?"

　　 The middle-aged man looked at the beautiful girl who appeared in his pavilion, and said with a smile, with a somewhat spoiled expression.

　　 "I was attracted by the sound of your flute, so come and have a look."

　　The beautiful girl pursed her lips and smiled: "Who is that person? My father played for him alone. He was the first person to enjoy this treatment for so many years. My daughter is very curious about his identity."

　　 After no hatred, the distant enemy Chazhan Gu Mo Hou Nuo

　　 "He is the same as you. He comes from the sound of the flute.

　　 said the middle-aged man, his vicissitudes of eyes looking into the distance, as if thinking about something.

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