The Legend of Futian

The magic sound whistled, lingering in the ear, constantly invading Ye Futian's spiritual will.

On him, a terrible flow of magical magic gradually flowed, as if the whole person was to be controlled by this magical magic.

His handsome face had the flow of dark magical air flowing around him, and there was a faint annoyance of dark light around his pupils, as if to be demonized.

The robe hunted in the wind, the dark peach blossoms fell, and white hair remained.

At this time, the handsome face looked like a demon, with a strange and handsome feeling, as if he was no longer him.

On the mountain, countless eyes fell on Ye Futian, and many people's eyes flashed waves.

"Do you feel the meaning of the magic piano in person? Isn't he afraid of being devoured by the will of the magic Tao." Duan Wuji of the East Palace whispered when he saw the change of Ye Futian.

He smiled. It is no wonder that the person who got the inheritance of Kuanghuang in the Kuanghuang ruins was Ye Futian.

Do not dare to do anything.

This approach is extremely bold.

The terrible magical will power contained in the magic piano will directly erode or even attack the wills of others. Will cultivation of a powerful sacred figure allow his will to be affected and controlled, and the first response to the magic piano is naturally resistance and weakening magic The influence of the will on itself, even suppress this magical will, and thus control the magic piano.

This is also the most normal practice, even if someone thinks of perception, they will involuntarily reject that thought.

After all, the consequences of doing so are uncontrollable.

What if the irreversible trauma of erosion by the magical will?

Or is it affected by the backwash of the magical will?

This opposite approach is inherently anti-human and extremely risky.

But Ye Futian did so.

Although the people will not do it themselves, when they see Ye Futian put into action, they feel vaguely that he may be right, but can he bear the will of the demon emperor?

"It's very interesting." Xie Qingshan also said. Although Ye Futian didn't directly suppress the magical will to pluck the strings like them, his behavior was more thoughtful and required courage.

No wonder this leaf futian can become the most dazzling young person in Chilong recently.

Everyone understands that if Ye Futian is like them, it is impossible to succeed. Ye Futian also understands.

That's why he did it.

However, the reason why he dared to do so was his imperial will. Even if there were some accidents, he was confident that he would be able to escape from the magical will and not be controlled by the magical will.

The vast expanse of mountains, the central area of ​​the peach blossom feast, Ye Futian's body is flowing with magical powers, as if to be transformed into magical powers.

The magic light there is getting stronger and stronger, Ye Futian just feels that he will be controlled by the will of the demon. In the world of the demon, he seems to have heard ancient notes, as if from an extremely distant place, as if near Within easy reach.

The beating notes seemed to want to take complete control of the will, Ye Futian maintained a consciousness, and the more and more horrifying devil rolled.

Ye Futian seemed to be turning into a demon. A flash of clear light flashed in his dark magic pupils, and he raised his hand to the magic piano, and his fingers were slightly bent.

At this moment, a terrible atmosphere of depression appeared between heaven and earth.

"Be careful." A figure from the mountain in the distance appeared, and the people seemed to realize something, and they gathered together to resist.

Subsequently, Ye Futian's fingers dropped and he swept over the magic piano.

At the moment when the sound of the demon sounded, an invisible demon's radiance swept out, as if the demon's demon aura bloomed in all directions.

"boom……"

The powerful men instantly released the torrential weather, the demon power swept away, the winds set off the world, the peach forest withered in no time, and turned into a world of magic, dark.

Many people retreated in succession, and the roaring voices came out, and they released their willpower to resist.

Fortunately, it only stopped for a moment, and the people looked back at Ye Futian.

I saw that his fingers had moved away from the magic piano, and his body took a few steps back. The magic on his body gradually faded away, as if nothing had happened.

But the ray of magic just now is very different from the simple note that everyone beats when they strum the strings.

That's the real magic tune.

Obviously, he did.

Although it was only a moment, he played the magic piano.

Moreover, the whole body retreated.

The eyes of all people fell on Ye Futian. If they followed the previous dialogue between Chihu and Ye Futian, the magical piano that had not been taken away by the Peach Blossom Festival for the past few sessions.

Now, I am afraid that there is a Lord.

"This magic piano has been in the palace for many years, and no one has been able to comprehend its mysteries, or has no such courage. Now that the Lord Ye Cheng can crack the secret of the magic piano and play the magic piano, then follow what I said before This lyre belongs to the owner of Ye Cheng. "Chizhen said with a smile.

Ye Futian didn't refuse either. The Demon Emperor Guqin is a treasure of the Emperor. How could he refuse?

Moreover, there is no risk in taking the magic piano.

"Thank Your Highness." Ye Futian arched slightly, and in the void, a strong nirvana fell down, and the piano case appeared, releasing a brilliant light, and shone directly toward the magic piano, and collected it.

This piano case is also a treasure, and the meaning of the magic piano is sealed in it.

He raised his hand and waved, and the piano case flew towards Ye Futian.

Ye Futian took it over, then put it in the storage ring, turned around, and walked back to his place.

Magic piano, officially changed hands.

"The magic piano has gone through several peach blossom banquets, and now it finally finds its owner, but it's one thing." Akagi said with a smile, as if sending out a man-level treasure, it is a joy to him. thing.

"Next, I prepared a second gift for today's feast, a thousand-word inscription." Chihuan said, then looked up into the distance, and said, "Please."

His voice dropped, and there was a roar above the sky.

There was a thing flying over the mountain of God, passing over the heads of the people, to the middle of the banquet, and then straight down.

"boom……"

With a loud noise, everyone saw a huge stone tablet appearing like a chessboard. On this stone tablet, ancient characters flowed, mysterious and unpredictable, as if it contained an extremely powerful force.

"A thousand-character stele with a thousand-word proverb engraved on it, as a supplement to the Tao, can be hidden, but created by an emperor."

The red voice sounded again, and he hoped to say to everyone: "Everyone above today's banquet can perceive a thousand-word proverb and integrate it into his own Taoism. After an hour, if you have any insight, you can borrow After studying and understanding, the person with the deepest understanding can take this thousand-word monument directly from here. "

This time is different from the previous magic piano. No one has been able to take it away for several sessions, only this time by Ye Futian.

The thousand-word stele itself is not precious, but the thousand-word proverb engraved on it is extremely precious. It was created by the emperor, and someone is destined to take him away.

However, it is not a simple matter to take it away. What kind of romantic people are attending the peach blossom feast today.

They are all the top wicked people in the Red Dragon Realm. If you want to take them away, you must press other talents on top of your feelings.

This invisible competition is undoubtedly the true meaning of the peach blossom feast.

Not only donating gifts to everyone, but also want to see how outstanding the most top evildoers in Chilong Realm are.

Moreover, the top figures from all parties are willing to come to the peach blossom feast.

In previous sessions, very few people have received peach blossom stickers but did not go to the banquet. Even people who have not received peach blossom stickers still want to prove that they have come up, such as Xiangxuan.

"Please feel free," said Akagi with a smile.

The stele stood in front of them, and all of them suddenly stood up and walked towards the huge stele.

Ye Futian is the same. He walked to the stone monument, and everyone behind him followed him. This was also an opportunity for spiritual practice.

Of course, it would be better if he could take this stele away, and he can slowly become enlightened.

Otherwise, there is only one hour of enlightenment.

Ye Futian looked forward. On top of the huge stone monument, ancient characters swirled, as if to fly out of the stone monument.

His eyes and pupils shot dazzling light, watching the thoughts run, and the spiritual will directly invaded the stele.

For a moment, he appeared in the world of the stele as a whole.

He stood inside, with endless characters flying all over the sky. Each character seemed to contain Dao Wei, but it was not given Taoism.

As if, Taoism was given by the person who enlightened himself, and by his perception.

"Sword." Ye Futian thought about it. In his perception, he regarded the thousand-word proverb as a sword.

Suddenly, what he saw was no longer a thousand-word proverb, but an ancient sword-shaped word.

Qiandao sword line ancient words surround the sky, extremely sharp, and suddenly uttered a terrible sword, just like a terrible monstrous sword array, like a descent sword river down, rushing towards his will.

"not good."

Ye Futian was suddenly alarmed. The next moment, the thousand-word swordsmanship proverb drew down, and he directly smashed into his spiritual willpower that had invaded the stele.

It even seemed to break the stone directly and rushed into his mind.

Ye Futian closed his eyes for a moment ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ but wanted to break free, but the mood was still echoing in his mind, his body broke out, he snorted, and spit out blood.

Everyone around them was frightened, Xia Qingyu and others flashed in shape, came to him, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Not only them, many people in front of the stone monument looked towards Ye Futian, showing a touch of strange color.

The people above Shenshan were a little puzzled. Although a lot of people were shocked just a moment ago, there was no second person like Ye Futian.

He seemed to be hit hard.

This situation seems to be inconsistent with his previous performance.

It shouldn't be so fragile.

They didn't know that Ye Futian's response was so big because he felt the mood was stronger than others.

This was his advantage, but it almost hit him!