I became a peerless master

Chapter 289 Destiny's Child Is So Strong?
Chapter 289: The Son of Destiny is so strong?
"With ignorance and self-knowledge, ten thousand deaths are hard to repay the kindness of the predecessors."

"When the mission is over, I am willing to be a cow and a horse in this life, and to lay the ground for my predecessors."

Kneeling down suddenly in the grocery store, the young man's slightly aged expression was full of persistence. This look of perseverance made Song Ye feel a little at a loss.

This guy can't be too stimulated, his brain is crazy.

The young master is just entrusted by Mr. Chen to take you in for a while, so as to save you from being killed by another powerful monk female head of the fairy family. Is this necessary?
Yes, the grace of saving one's life can indeed force a connection.

But you are a dignified cultivator, and you don't have to do this to a mortal.

I don't dare to have such extravagant hopes for cultivating immortals as cows and horses.

"The kindness is as great as the sky. I only ask for the senior to allow me to play the guqin that my master left behind for the last time to express my love."

Song Ye was still in a state of confusion, and Zhuge Wuming, who was kneeling on the ground, had already hit his head heavily on the ground.

Boom!
The three bangs made the ground tremble, and when he raised his head again, the boy's head was already covered in blood.

These three sounds came from the heart, Zhuge Wuming didn't even bother to protect himself with the spiritual power of a monk, and only in this way could he show his sincerity.

Play a song on Qiluan Guqin.

This is not only an outpouring of infinite nostalgia for Emperor Yingyue, but also the inevitable path for Zhuge Wuming to turn the power of grief all over his body into the ultimate power of love.

The body is full of strength, and the warm current is stirring the whole body. If he doesn't talk about it, Zhuge Wuming even feels that his Dao heart is about to be washed away by the warm current.

Of course, Master has passed away.

The Qiluan Guqin has already entered the hands of this mysterious senior, so to use his magic weapon, he must obtain the permission of the other party.

Moreover, the other party is still an existence whose kindness is as heavy as a mountain, three kowtows are nothing, Zhuge Wuming has already made plans to kowtow three hundred more kowtows to express his sincerity.

"You just caress, this piano is originally yours."

The originally sad atmosphere became nervous in this guy's behavior like a fool. What else could Song Ye say, and he quickly agreed to the other party's request.

This senior is truly unparalleled, making me...

For a moment Zhuge Wuming couldn't find words to describe his mood, calmed down a little, the boy sat cross-legged on the cold ground of the grocery store with pure gratitude on his face, and put the Qiluan Guqin in his arms.

Clank ~

A song of lovesickness, extremely nostalgic, and the sound of the piano full of sincerity resounds from the grocery store, and the whole world seems to be integrated into the sound of the piano.

The sound of the qin leaked from the grocery store with the most simple nostalgia of the young people. The sound of the guqin flowing through the gap did not dissipate after leaving the grocery store, but permeated the whole city with a strong wave of Dao rhyme.

The sound of the piano was melodious, and the Zhenhe Bell, which was originally humming heart-piercingly, subsided in an instant, and was replaced by a soft sound, which formed an ensemble with the sound of the piano.

The sound of the piano is the main theme, and the bell is echoed. The mortals whose souls were shocked by the wailing of the Zhenhe Bell and fell into a state of confusion and panic, only feel the warm current pouring into their hearts for a while, and all the emotions are left with nostalgia.

All living beings are Miaomiao, only I miss you.

Not far away to the west of the Daze Sect, the golden mask formed by the Buddhist Protector Sect disappeared quietly, and the Zen sound rang out uncontrollably, with a strong sense of nostalgia and nostalgia.

In the center of Binhe, Mocheng was extremely horrified, because the world resonance aroused by the sound of the piano actually affected his heart sword.

The foundation of swordsmanship, which was supposed to be filled with awe-inspiring aura, suddenly changed in the artistic conception of the entire city's ensemble.

The awe-inspiring aura of incomparable justice is also vaguely affected by this kind of dao rhyme, and gradually degenerates into an aura of emotion.

The uncontrolled vibration of the heart sword is also a syllable full of nostalgic emotions.

The slowly sinking black clouds in the sky and the demonic aura that enveloped the entire Binhe City suddenly changed at the moment they came into contact with the sound of the piano.

The extremely tyrannical and difficult-to-control demonic energy that was originally born to destroy the world gradually calmed down in the sound of the piano, and then the demonic nature disappeared, turning into pure heaven and earth aura that trembled with the sound of the piano.

"Assimilation of heaven and earth, forming a world of its own."

"Tao and rhyme are intertwined, and the rules are determined by me."

"Holy realm!"

On the riverside, the drunken face of Styx King Styx was full of shock.

As a saint level, he is of course very clear about the state that makes the whole world revolve according to his thoughts and is influenced by his emotions.

This is the supernatural power that only the Holy Realm can display.

In the holy domain, the avenues are all running according to the saint's thoughts, and even the air molecules in the sky and the earth will change according to the saint's emotions.

This is how the so-called saint's mansion, the space completely dominated by him, came about.

"He actually dared to make a move, isn't he afraid of being punished by heaven?"

"No, there is a problem with the fluctuation of the holy level dao rhyme. It feels that the person who makes the shot is not completely able to grasp it. The other party is not a real saint!"

"At best, it can be regarded as touching the threshold of proving the Tao, and by chance and coincidence, the rules of the Tao can be mobilized to show the semi-sacred realm of the saint's breath."

"However, even if you are a semi-holy, if you act recklessly in today's Great Thousand World, you will end up dead without a place to die!"

"It's impossible for that Buddhist sage to not know. Could it be that he is so vicious that even a semi-holy-level powerhouse would have to sacrifice?"

In addition to being shocked, endless doubts welled up in my heart.

Although the rules of the Great Thousand World have changed, the obsession with the way of heaven still exists.Not to mention that the semi-holy level made all-out attacks and made such a big battle, even ordinary immortals who wantonly exposed their breath in the mortal world would be punished by the way of heaven.

For no reason, the Holy King of Styx remembered that there was a Buddhist strongman in the fairy world, who carried the thunder and fell under the punishment of heaven for this place.

A strong man who exceeds the limit of what the mortal world can bear will die if he takes a shot.

At this moment, the semi-holy realm is going all out, Nima doesn't intend to live anymore.

But that is a half-sage, who is the mainstay of any power. How ruthless is the real saint who hides in secret and pretends to be Emperor Jiuyouming?

It can shock even a sage like the Sacred King of Styx, and the demon dragon above the dome is even shivering in the back.

Of course, Sage Styx didn't know who was responsible for the dao rhyme of this semi-holy shot, so he was full of doubts.

As a world-destroying true demon in line with God's will, he felt something in his heart only when the piano sounded and the whole city fell into harmony.

The Son of Destiny, he has actually reached this level?
Let’s just kidding, the information obtained from Wang Laomo’s memory is very clear. Eight or nine days ago, when he was escorted by a half-immortal body to leave Juxuguan, he was only in the Mahayana realm.

Calculating at the peak speed of a half-immortal, it will only take about two or three days for him to come back here, why is it so...

(End of this chapter)