Villain: I am not good at fighting.

The sound of Hongfu's guzheng was only inside Liu Muqing's body. Outsiders could not hear the sound of the strings. It looked exactly like the flying sword being controlled by spiritual power.

In fact, the flying sword responds through the corresponding frequency. This is the magic of Yijian Lingxiao Jue.

Even if he encounters an accident, is seriously injured, and loses all his spiritual power, he will still have enough ability to protect himself, and at least he will not be taken advantage of by low-level cultivators or ordinary warriors.

Of course, this inaudible frequency can only affect instruments and does not cause direct harm to humans. If you want to invade other people's minds, you still have to use audible sounds.

The two low-grade magical flying swords crisscrossed and woven into a net. Any monster that approached them was cut into pieces of meat by the sharp blades.

The bloody piece of meat fell below and was then swallowed by a tide of monsters.

On the left, Mu Hongying held a flaming spear in her hand, occasionally cleaning up the fish that slipped through Liu Muqing's sword net, seemingly acting as a guardian.

Her mind is mostly focused on the tall figure in front of her. If there is any disturbance, she will step forward at the first moment to protect her master.

Behind Hua Qianqian on the right, I saw that she was wearing a bracelet made of spiritual bamboo roots on her wrist, which was slightly rotating section by section.

She exudes a calming light, and any nearby monsters will subconsciously ignore her and run to Liu Muqing and Mu Hongying.

There are six or seven types of runes on one section of the bamboo ring, and obviously there are other magical effects that have not been demonstrated.

In the center, Monk Miaode was deep in dozens of layers of protective light shields, with a bodhi tree in one hand and a sail in the other, a sandalwood fish hanging above him, and he was moving forward steadily following the pace of Liu Muqing's lead.

"Donors, please stay here."

When there were still twenty or thirty feet away from the space crack, Monk Miaode called everyone to stop, sat cross-legged in the air, muttered something, and an invisible golden light was rippling.

"The suction force of the space crack has weakened, and the speed at which the protective spiritual power is lost has also slowed down a lot."

In Buddhism, a grain of sand is a world and Mount Sumeru can contain a mustard seed. The Buddhists have a unique understanding of the laws of space. The "Sumeru Induction Sutra" is worthy of being one of the inherited skills of Lingtai Temple.

As the suction of the space weakened, the surrounding birds and monsters gradually became sparse and no longer rushed into the sword net all at once, and the pressure was relieved.

Taking advantage of this gap, Liu Mu quickly glanced at other battlefields, and Miao Chi, the guard of the Hehuan Sect, was slightly below her.

The monsters are most densely populated there, and the explosions of spiritual energy caused by various spells have been continuous from the beginning. They cannot be seen clearly by the naked eye and cannot be detected by spiritual consciousness.

The chaotic explosion of spiritual power not only confuses the vision, but also hinders the exploration of spiritual consciousness. Some powerful spells and magical powers can even devour the spiritual consciousness of the explorer.

Bian He and the three brothers of the Ji family were guarding Miao Wu, who was about two hundred feet away in front of them on the right. The number of monsters around them seemed to be much greater than that on Liu Muqing's side.

The three brothers of the Ji family formed a combined formation. They were in tune with each other's minds and could attack and defend freely. Their defense was impeccable. Bian He, holding a long sword, had already killed Miao Wu twenty feet away.

Sword cultivators pursue the ultimate in intention, and through countless trials of life and death, and the tempering of blood and fire, they forge an ultimate and sublimated intention.

They are able to integrate their intentions into the blade, and when they swing the sword, their minds are focused on nothing else but the sword's intention. When Bian He is in this state, each of his sword strikes contains infinite power.

Man and sword become one, with incredible swiftness and ferocity. They often become stronger as the battle goes on. This is very different from Liu Muqing's way of practicing sound.

Sound cultivation focuses on concealment and killing people invisibly. It also pursues the ultimate in intention, through the resonance of sound produced by the body and musical instruments. This is only the beginner stage.

Once a sound cultivator gets started, he or she will enter a realm that belongs to sound. This realm is called solo, and there is only the sound cultivator as the listener.

The sounds emitted by all things in the world cannot escape the listener's capture. All he needs to do is distinguish the frequencies and play different rhythms.

Sound modification can cause harm to the source of sound. This is what is meant by "great sound is silent, great elephant is invisible."

However, the art of sound cultivation is a minor and unconventional path, and those who are proficient in it are rare. The previous owner of the Yijian Lingxiao Jue integrated sound with the seven emotions and six desires.

It has even raised the threshold invisibly. Liu Muqing has practiced hard for many years and has only just barely touched the threshold. She is still unable to stably enter the solo field and listen to the sounds of all things.

"If this continues, the space rift will be repaired by these three stinky monks."

After observing the situation, Liu Muqing found that it was not good. She secretly ordered Xiao Hei to hide his aura and get closer, preparing to launch a sneak attack on her side and create chaos.

But at this moment, something strange happened. At the location of the Hehuan Sect below, the dark sewage stopped flowing, and all the monsters went crazy for no apparent reason and took the initiative to attack them.

what's the situation?

The pressure increased suddenly, forcing Liu Muqing to use six flying swords in a row to replenish the sword net, but the range of the sword net was still shrinking, and the monsters launched active and passive attacks.

These are two completely different concepts. The disciples of the Hehuan Sect below have already set up a magic weapon shield, and the three brothers of the Ji family have also worked together to deploy a formation of defense.

"Fire Shield!"

Mu Hongying took out a defensive magic weapon from the storage bag and covered everyone. Liu Muqing controlled the sword net, wandered outside, then turned his head to look at Mu Hongying.

Mu Hongying understood and lowered her head to ask Miaode.

"Master, what is going on?"

Miaode was muttering to himself, and the speed of his chanting became faster and faster, but he did not answer Liu Muqing, because once the "Sumeru Response Sutra" was performed.

Forced interruption would cause space backlash and expand the crack. At that time, they would not be able to repair it and would have to ask a senior monk of the Jue generation to take action.

"Hmm~ I remember Master said that the black sewage in the space crack is called Yellow Spring Rain, which is the source of life for monsters."

Hua Qianqian guessed that the reason why the monster went crazy might be related to the interruption of the flow of the dark sewage, but her tone was not very certain.

"Yellow Spring Rain..."

It was truly a godsend opportunity. Liu Muqing immediately ordered Xiao Hei to stay where he was and not come over for the time being.

"Thank you, benefactor. Please give me a helping hand!"

Miaode couldn't hold on any longer at this time. The healing speed of the space crack slowed down. Unable to speak, he tried to do two things at once and chose to send a message to Xie Liliu through his spiritual sense.

Liu Muqing narrowed her eyes slightly. Mu Hongying got the signal and said in an awkward tone:

"Master Miaode, you have too many protective shields. Even if Senior Brother Xie wants to help you, he can't!"

It's so funny, even with thirty or forty layers of protective light, Liu Muqing's inner demon couldn't be planted at all.

Hearing this, Monk Miaode showed a conflicted look on his face. His instinct told him that it would be dangerous to remove the protective light shield, but at the moment.

His cultivation at the middle stage of foundation building could no longer sustain him, and he was trying to repair the cracks in space. The sense of boundary brought by the space was rapidly consuming his mind.

If something goes wrong in this link, all his efforts will fail, and Miao Wu and Miao Chi will also suffer backlash.

Bobo bobo bobo…

Miaode's protective light shield dissipated like a balloon. Seeing this, Liu Muqing took out the Hongfu Guzheng from her body and inserted three ice needles into the three flowers on Miaode's head.

"Master Miaode, please don't resist. Senior Brother Xie's amplified string sound is to mobilize the seven emotions and six desires in the body, so that the spiritual power will become excited. The process may be a little uncomfortable."

As someone who has been through this, Mu Hongying patiently guided Miaode and further eliminated his psychological defenses.