"Zheng!" The strings plucked.
Obviously the voice is not loud, but all the creatures in the forbidden area in the Ten Thousand Miles Sea turned their heads.
Almost everyone heard the sound of the piano, as if the trumpet of the battle was sounded.
Soon, the sound of the piano will be like pearls falling on a jade plate, and it will continue.
An old murloc slowly straightened his body, the vitality in his body seemed to be stimulated, and his strength returned to his body.
Unknown wild flowers on the island are quietly blooming, swaying in the spring breeze.
The half-withered branches became fresh again, with green buds, full of vitality.
It is the hymn of life and the awakening of the soul. Ju Yunxiu's song of spring breeze is already approaching.
Even if Qin Yi, who has the gold medal of good fortune, can use the power of dead wood to bring spring to a certain plant alone, it is impossible for Ju Yunxiu Yiqu to be as effective and wide-ranging.
Wan Ren Jianmu, let alone a person's mana can have an effect, it's like a drop in the bucket. Only the effect of this music penetrates into every inch of the surface, awakens the spirit of Jianmu's own soul, and breaks free from the distorted shadow of the rules.
This is beyond the scope of conventional "spells". It can be said that it can only be done by the particularity of music.
The prisoner cow stood on the top of Jianmu not far away, looking up at the sky.
Qin Yi had reached the root below and quietly entered the interior of Jianmu.
As the prisoner said, Jianmu itself is a small world, and the image within its trunk is not a tree at all. Instead, it evolves into the heaven and the earth, forming a weather of its own, with a vast fog that cannot see the edge.
It is very close to the feeling of being in Kunpeng Zi Mansion. There is an inexplicable understanding of the Tao, which spreads in the world. It is the most original Tao between heaven and earth.
This kind of origin is more beneficial to Qin Yi than Kunpeng Zifu.
Because Kunpeng is a demon cultivator, the Zifu inscription that evolved in the way of demon cultivator is still different from what humans need, but Jianmu is different, Jianmu is the foundation of all living beings, and is equal to the heaven and earth.
Qin Yi believed that if he cultivated here, within two or three months, he would definitely be able to touch the gate of Qianyuan. The distance between the layers in the later period of Huiyang would not be a problem in front of Jianmu. Just like a human running 10,000 meters, it seems that there is still 3,000 meters ahead, and you need to continue to work hard, but in reality, it is only the distance of a giant hair, and it can put you at the finish line with a catch.
Almost the same feeling.
This is good fortune, what all practitioners need most urgently, and a lifetime of self-cultivation in seclusion cannot compare to such a help.
The dragon sons have been here for so many years, but there are still a lot of them that only have Qianyuan, and even have not been successful... To be honest, Qin Yi is a little despised.
Let yourself squat here for 10,000 years. It’s hard to say that there is nothing to do. It may never break through, and it has nothing to do with what assistance, but Qianyuan’s consummation should never be reached.
Not to mention tens of thousands of years
This is probably still related to the nature of the mind. The prisoner has a peaceful temperament and is obsessed with music. Those who are full of money-keeping, autism, etc., the pattern is too low, and I am afraid that their achievements will be limited.
Speaking of Jianmu, such a wonder of the world should not have been a problem.
Heaven and earth do not decline, and building wood does not decline. Once Jianmu really decays, it means that the main plane will collapse, just like the death of the river Styx and the collapse of the ghost.
Therefore, the decline of Jianmu does not mean that there is something wrong with the body of Jianmu, it is impossible for it to go wrong. Rather, a certain rule was distorted, causing Jianmu to be unable to communicate with the spirit of heaven and earth, and the spirit of Jianmu fell into a deep sleep or might be controlled instead.
As a result, Jianmu lost his consciousness, and people in the sky could grab Jianmu and go to the sky, either by flying directly into the sky, or by escaping the ground.
This will have the prisoner of cattle to control the sky and dominate the negative sea.
Since Jianmu itself is not damaged, outsiders can't perceive what happened to Jianmu, and can only make up for it. Even Xiyue and the monks of Bodhi Temple can only guess that the lack of spiritual energy has led to the accumulation of decline over time. The various races in the sea were completely unaware that there was a problem with their own lifeline. Jaiji, Pixiu tossed the feathered branch, and thought it was their own Dinghai Divine Pearl and the formation that took effect.
Qin Yi thinks it's still awesome.
It's just that the soul got into the branch and observed it, and immediately determined that the energy of Jianmu was only two-thirds. Although the specific factors could not be determined, it was already awesome. Whether that dog can eat, or whether he was born in Jianmu, can't be judged accurately.
Just thinking about it, a little ghost drilled out of the ring and looked at him.
Qin Yi was ecstatic: "Bang Bang, you're awake!"
No matter where you go, no matter how many unpredictable dangers you face, as long as you have a stick around, everything will be no problem.
"Such a strong breath of life in Jianmu has stimulated me to wake up..." Tassel smiled: "I feel like you were thinking about me just now, right?"
"No, I want a mallet."
"Humph."
Qin Yi was very curious: "You can actually sense that I'm thinking of you, is there no sign?"
"Not yet... Can you regard it as a pseudo-phaseless, or a half-stepless phase? Although there is no such demarcation, it means that anyway." Liusu sighed: "The effect of the medicine pill is better than I thought, it's just time. not enough."
"Is it useful to practice in Jianmu?"
"It's not too useful anymore. I'm missing some principles, not energy or spiritual energy, but you can try it." Liusu looked around: "How did you come to the inner realm of Jianmu?"
Without waiting for Qin Yi to answer, he said again "Huh": "This music... your sister's? This is for the purpose of revitalizing the building wood? Whoever came up with the idea, it's very creative."
Qin Yi admired it very much. Bang Bang is Bang Bang.
He explained the situation in detail, and Liusu frowned a little: "You're careless, the prisoner can actually sense the breath of the door. It must have practiced holding the door, and it must not be just by seeing it."
"Judging from the current situation, there must be no door in the sea. Could it be used in Kunlun?"
"Possibly. I already got it and was taken away?" Liusu continued to look around, and quickly made a judgment: "This is just the edge, go, go to the center of this world to see what happened to the spirit of building wood."
The entire world of Jianmu is full of mist, and the energy of life is all over it, which is so rich that people are drunk.
Entering the mist, you can feel the majestic coercion of the soul combined with the surging breath of life, forming a very unique way of building wood. In the center of the haze, there is a faint brilliance, and there are creatures roaring, like the echo of the wild beast, shocking the eardrums and shaking the soul.
Dominate.
When the spirit of Jianmu was dormant, Baxia was temporarily replacing its function, allowing Jianmu to maintain its normal operation for thousands of years.
Qin Yi approached quickly, and in the center of the fog, he saw the shape of a dragon-headed tortoise, carrying the spirit of a jade tree. The spirit of the jade tree was silent, the dragon tortoise raised its head, and the spiritual power on the body wrapped the tree spirit. If the stars were shining and the streamers were shining, it was like walking into a dream constructed by the spirit of starlight.
It can be seen with the naked eye that the spirit of the jade tree has a strange twist, the trunk seems to be irregularly like a twist, while the aura that should have been starry, some dark clouds.
It is easier to understand that the spirit of building wood is "sick".
The prisoners only know that some kind of rule has been twisted, and they don't know how, so they can only blindly control it, until the arrival of Ju Yunxiu and Qin Yi, the prisoners try to wake it up.
So the prisoners are not sure, if the spirit of Jianmu opens its eyes, is it the one they are familiar with, or the blackened version? Or, is there something strange in it
It warned Qin Yi that this was not a tour.
But the prisoner cow trusts Baxia very much. It thinks that Baxia is here, and there will be basically no major problems.
"Human..." Feeling Qin Yi's approach, the voice of Baxia's soul came in a low voice: "I don't know why the prisoner believes in you... In short, if you come here sincerely, don't say one fruit, even if you want two, I You can also give as much as you can... Huh? This ghost is... how is it a little familiar?"
Tassel stepped forward and touched its head, very kindly: "You've grown up, little turtle."