Long Jiutian took Bu Feng's body and flew towards the gradually dimming flames. Under the high-speed movement, not even a trace of phantom remained. When facing these fleeting figures, the human visual nerves almost It was too late to react.
Bu Feng felt that his ears were filled with the sound of air, and he didn't dare to let go of his mental power too much, so he could only feel his mind was blurred. All kinds of information in the air leaked out from the wind, seeped in along his spirit autonomously, and transmitted everything that happened in the distance into his brain at once, but the synthesis of all kinds of information was really It is too complicated, so even if it enters his brain, it is difficult for him to distinguish.
While processing the huge and mixed spiritual information in his mind, suddenly, Bu Feng felt that Long Jiutian, who was pulling him, stopped suddenly, and his own body also stopped on the spot following Long Jiutian's sudden stop. , the blur in the field of vision began to recede, and in the night, the scene in front of him gradually became clear.
A group of silver-white light group flew over erratically, and not far behind it, a dark blue light followed closely with a strong cold air, and it was flying towards the two of them.
The silver-white light cluster in front feels very gentle and light, and looks like dandelion petals fluttering in the faint autumn wind.
However, the cold air emitted by the dark blue light at the back made Long Jiutian frowned slightly. He felt that the cold core vitality in the middle of this cold air was very pure, and it seemed to be somewhat similar to the terrifying cold air in the Ice Valley. Without thinking about it, the cold air was already blowing towards his face, and the pale silver light group also flew lightly towards Bu Feng beside him.
Taking a casual glance at the silver ball of light, Long Jiutian looked at the brighter and darker blue luster in front of him, his eyes sparkling with gold.
"Transfiguration!" Staring at the ice crystal nucleus wrapped in the dark blue light in front of his eyes, Long Jiutian shouted in a low voice.
As he shouted, a layer of golden halo flew out from the surface of his body, and that peculiar halo revealed a unique rhythm, as if it was alive, it quickly turned into an arc-shaped shield , protecting him and Bu Feng in the center, a faint golden light shone outside the golden shield, and a strange rhythm faintly emanated from the faint luster, under the stimulation of the radiation of the cold air, there was nothing unusual , as indifferent and warm as ever, with waves of warmth emanating from it, like a breeze blowing through the sunlight reflected in the river, golden ripples radiating outward in waves.
In the golden light emitted by the shield, the dark blue light gradually faded away, and the cold vitality in it also melted in the golden light, turning into bursts of naturally fluctuating heaven and earth vitality.
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At this moment, the silvery light had already floated to Bu Feng's side, and was even about to touch Bu Feng's body. The light ball was beside him, dancing around him gently, as if observing something, Or identifying something.
However, Bu Feng's heart was filled with a strange feeling, which was a feeling that came directly from the depths of his soul. Although it was difficult to describe, it seemed to have been deeply burned into his soul.
That feeling is an inexplicable familiarity, and it seems to be a kind of kindness, which is also mixed with a little nostalgia, as if a wanderer who has been wandering for many years finally returned to his hometown and saw the smiling and kind mother at the door. !
Gently taking a breath of the slightly cool air, Bu Feng involuntarily closed his eyes gently, completely let go of his control over his body and mind, allowing his sensitive and broad mind to communicate with the silver light cluster Then, the luster in the light group flowed gently, like life, revealing a strange but full of vitality rhythm, that strange life carefully emerged from the silver light group, Probing his head, looking at this strange world for a long time, he just extended his tentacles into Bu Feng's spiritual world. Once the peculiar rhythm entered into Bu Feng's spiritual world, he would drill into the deepest part of that spiritual world. Going in, passing through layers of spiritual imprints and the restrictions of peculiar rhythms, piercing into the darkness that even the wind cannot detect, there is the depth of the unique spiritual imprint of this living body, and also the unique soul. In the deep and secluded place, the rhythm brought by the silver light group is flying around in it, driving some strange marks and rhythms around it to start to emit a slight rhythm.
Even though Bu Feng has completely let his spirit flow freely, he can still vaguely sense some strange feelings, as if something is gradually awakening in his spirit, but, what exactly is it, he has no idea. I can't feel it anymore, as if it is some very familiar but strange rhythm.
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The cold air brought by the ice crystal core has completely dissipated, and the pale golden halo in front of Long Jiutian's body also receded from the outside, and gently penetrated into his body. Back to the original time, it seemed that nothing had changed, and that strange protective shield seemed to have never appeared before, and no signs could be seen from Long Jiutian's body.
Looking at the weird scene in front of him, Long Jiutian's heart was shocked.
Streaks of silver light protruded from the silver brilliance, stretched into Bu Feng's spiritual net, and danced lightly. Bu Feng's spiritual force field, which was far wider and stronger than ordinary people, also followed the faint silver brilliance. , Some strange rhythms were beating gently in the depths of his mind, and his entire spiritual network was beating accordingly. However, the constantly changing rhythm made people confused, what was going on.
Long Jiutian clenched his hands unconsciously. At this moment, Bu Feng's mental state is very strange and very dangerous. Just by looking at Bu Feng's appearance, you can tell that this little guy's current mental world has completely escaped his mind control. . The faint silver brilliance flickering around his body made Long Jiutian quite worried. He knew that the strange fluctuations in the silver luster at this moment, even if it was the simplest random vibration, or adjusting the amplitude of the fluctuation at will, would be enough Let Bu Feng's mental disorder completely collapse.
He carefully but helplessly paid attention to Bu Feng's condition. At this time, no one can help him. I hope that the fluctuations in the silver luster are not malicious. Thinking of the moment when I saw the luster for the first time just now. Feeling, he faintly felt that this silver light group was actually alive, this somewhat peculiar conclusion surprised him, but he also somewhat expected such a result, at least, a living wave, not Bu Feng's spirit will probably be broken by random vibrations.
In case there is something wrong with this kid, Dongfang must be frozen and I can't do it. Thinking of this, Long Jiutian shook his head helplessly, and silently prayed to the Dragon God: "Old Ancestor, bless the disciple this time, although the disciple I was not respectful and filial enough before—
Little guy, don't let anything happen to you...
A layer of faint golden light emanated from Long Jiutian's body, and the golden light film that flew out of his body just now separated from his body, floated up slowly, and expanded continuously, enveloping Bu Feng and Long Jiutian. When they got up, the pale golden light film completely isolated the two of them from the outside world and brought them into a unique space.
This matter is of great importance, Long Jiutian dare not use his Dragon Spirit Space, fearing that the unique rhythm filled there may affect the silver fluctuations. He can only unfold the layer of skin that he once transformed to isolate this place from the outside world.
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Just when Long Jiutian was restless, waves of strange rhythms penetrated directly through the outer skin transformed from the main body.
Long Jiutian's heart trembled violently, and he immediately released another layer of golden light, covering Bu Feng's whole body again. The golden light flashed again, and he stuffed Bu Feng into another isolated space.
After finishing all this, Long Jiutian couldn't help cursing: "Damn, this strength is too exaggerated, it can even pass through a layer of my real leather, how could such a perverted guy appear in this world I almost can't stop it, don't provoke me anymore, if you are in a hurry, I don't care about any damn rules, even if I show my full form, I don't want to teach this guy a lesson, perverted guy, so strong—"
But he didn't want to think about it, since he could come, why couldn't other strong men come
—Suddenly, he froze.
After the waves of weird rhythms entered the inside, they vibrated the air and issued notes one by one.
The combination of the individual notes formed a tune that he was very familiar with.
"It's as tall as Mount Tai, as vast as a river—"
The melodious sound of the piano floated, Long Jiutian couldn't help closing his eyes, and his mind seemed to return to a long time ago.
It seemed as if he was on the bank of a mountain stream, as if Yu Rui was sitting quietly on the bank of the stream with a drum and qin, while the young woodcutter, Dongfang, and himself were quietly listening to each other...
Hundreds of birds are contending, the natural music all over the mountain is pleasant to the ear, the mountain flowers are blooming, and the colorful purples and reds are refreshing...
Everything seems to be back to that time again.
After a long time, Long Jiutian opened his eyes, heaved a long sigh, and whispered to himself: "Unfortunately, the music lasts forever, but the time is gone, the sound is still there, and the person dies young. Alas, things are people." No!"
A trace of nostalgia and suspense flashed across his face, Long Jiutian took back the layer of golden light wrapped around Bu Feng's body. At this moment, he already knew in his heart who that perverted guy was, and he also knew that this calming tune was definitely not good. It will hurt Bu Feng, and maybe it should be able to play some unexpected role.
After a little dejection, Long Jiutian looked ahead, and saw the tall and familiar figure of the woodcutter hanging in the air, sitting cross-legged, quietly tuning the piano.
The jingle sound of the piano slipped out from between his rough hands and floated in the isolated night sky. The spirit of music danced lightly in midair with the rhythm of the tune. The whole night sky seemed to be covered by the tune. When it was fully mobilized, even the black clouds in the sky danced and danced along with the sound of the piano.