Immortals are not as good as dancing

After Meng Ran clapped her hands, the phantom in front of her suddenly disappeared.All the villains on the stone gate danced and got into the groove, and the stone gate opened to both sides without a sound. On a flute full of spiritual light, sat a villain who was only a foot long.The upper body was naked with several cloaks, and the lower body was wearing gauze skirts and several brocade belts like flying into the sky. The villain flew this fife to Meng Ran.

Meng Ran took the fife that floated to her chest in a daze, and the villain stood on the fife and kissed Meng Ran's forehead lightly.

"Diyin, Fanyin Pu No. 90, six instruments, the main player is the master's dance, the responsibility of Professor Kesi..." The message belonging to this flute rolled into Meng Ran's mind following this kiss.

But within Shimen, there is no secret realm as everyone imagined.There is only one less than a foot wide in the stone gate, which seems to be just for placing the fife.

Wei Rui from Ruyi Palace even walked towards the stone gate, ready to take a closer look.

Unexpectedly, before he got close, he saw that the stone gate looked like it had been weathered by something. Just the movement of Wei Rui walking over, the breeze brought by it caused the stone gate to raise dust-like sand and gravel with the wind, and began to disperse.

Wei Rui was so frightened that he stood still, the gravel no longer fluttered with the wind, but began to fall down.Not long after, the Shimen, which looked quite mysterious before, has been weathered and only a handful of loess remains, and it is impossible to see that there is any mystery here that deserves several foundation-building monks from Zhou Kingdom to come here.

As soon as this situation came out, everyone except Xiang Jue moved a few steps calmly, and in an instant, a situation was formed to surround Meng Ran and others in the field.

It was agreed to see a share, but now all the shares are in Meng Ran's hands, so it is naturally impossible for this matter to end like this.

Looking at the situation in the field, Xiang Jue clicked his tongue: "Master Cheng, isn't it good for you to be like this?"

Wei Rui had a smile on his face, looking very innocent: "It's also a magic weapon with a magic weapon, so it's not good to just take it away like this?"

Xiang Jue also smiled tenderly at Wei Rui, and asked, "Master Wei should know the rules about choosing the master of a weapon spirit?"

However, Wei Rui raised his eyebrows and said, "Isn't it a little inappropriate for the rules in your territory to be compared to the outside world?"

Meng Ran had already accepted the message from Hengdi Diyin at this time, and was about to speak when Qi Ling, who had condensed into a solid body, suddenly said, "I am dignified, Tianwumen Diyin, where do I want to go, it's your turn to preach?"

As soon as the words fell, a piercing sound of the flute spread out along with Lingbo, making everyone including Prince Cheng Qi dizzy.

After losing her temper, Diyin suddenly turned to Meng Ran and asked, "Wait a minute, which faction did you say you belonged to?"

"..." Meng Ran: "Tianwumen."

Diyin looked at Meng Ran, Song Xi and others in shock, and finally saw a school logo on his belt that he was quite familiar with, but Diyin was still surprised: "Which generation of disciples are you...? "

"The 140th disciple of the ninth generation." Meng Ran responded.

"Is Duan Yixiu still in the door?" Diyin asked.

"Who is Duan Yixiu?" Meng Ran asked confused.

Hearing this, Diyin suddenly threw herself on Meng Ran's shoulder and burst into tears.This crying was unbearable, as a spirit of weapons, when Diyin started to cry, the flute also whimpered and made an out-of-tune sound, but the sound was still the same as before, with a piercing sound, Lingbo followed and exploded in all directions, and immediately, the valley was full of rocks and soil that were blasted away by Diyin's cry.

Even Meng Ran had to cover his ears to prevent the magic sound from penetrating his brain.However, the message given by Diyin does not include how to help Qi Ling control his emotions at all.

Some people even temporarily blocked their own hearing, only to find that the weeping sound of Diyin directly enters the primordial consciousness, and blocking the hearing has no effect at all.After Diyin whimpered and cried for a quarter of an hour, someone finally couldn't stand the magic sound piercing through his brain, and left Yuyin Valley as if fleeing for his life.

Prince Cheng Qi originally wanted to rely on his profound skills and wait a little longer to see what happened, but unexpectedly, after Diyin asked another question, he cried even louder.Prince Cheng Qi also exhausted his patience, and left with a group of girls in palace costumes with a big wave of his hand.

The Seventh Lord Cheng left, and the remaining two casual cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Stage finally followed suit.As for other casual cultivators with poor cultivation, they left early.

"It's been more than 8000 years since the Great War!! I should have known that Axiu was lying to me. He was injured so badly that he couldn't heal himself anymore. I still believed that he just stored me here to wait for the injury. Come and get it when it's done..." Diyin cried and beat Meng Ran's shoulder with her small fist.Although Qi Ling's small fist is small, it uses a lot of strength, the receiving area becomes smaller, and the pain feels more intense.

But Diyin is sad, what can Meng Ran do?Meng Ran was also in despair.The most important thing is that he didn't even know who Duan Yixiu was, and he couldn't persuade him with a few words of comfort.

Suddenly there was a wave of primordial consciousness above the fife, and a handsome man dressed in the same color as Diyin appeared on the top of the fife.

"Diyin." It seemed to hear a very gentle voice, and it seemed that the other party did not make a sound directly, but went straight into Yuanconsciousness.

Diyin was sobbing and choking. Hearing this voice, she uttered a "hiccup" cry, and turned her head to look at the flute in Meng Ran's hand.After seeing the other person's eyebrows clearly, Diyin immediately jumped over Meng Ran's shoulder.Even if Diyin was a weapon spirit, it was in vain.

"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooows .

Meng Ran intuited that it was actually this man who helped defend against the enemy before. With Diyin's self-willed and arrogant personality, how could he be so comprehensive in helping them fight against the group of banner souls.

Probably Duan Yixiu's phantom looked at Diyin with warm eyes, and when Diyin finally raised his head after crying enough, he said, "I'm sorry, I promised to stay with you all the time, but after all, Ah Xiu and You are different, you have flesh and blood, you will be injured, even if you have a long lifespan, you may still die..."

Duan Yixiu paused, then smiled again: "But after all, Axiu made you survive, didn't he? The Tianwu Gate is still there, and there will still be people dancing to Diyin's music in the future, shouldn't you be very happy ?”

"Unhappy!!" Diyin jumped up and shouted at Duan Yixiu's phantom, but like a trapped animal, he didn't know how to lose his temper with Duan Yixiu, and even worried that his Lingbo would be angry with Duan Yixiu. Duan Yixiu's soul caused damage, and even the spirit waves that had spread out in all directions before were firmly controlled by Diyin within half a foot of her body.

The small figure was almost blurred by the fierce and turbulent spiritual energy, but in the end, he could only stand in the air blankly, tears still formed by the spiritual energy, from the small eye sockets to tears that were not much bigger than the lids of his fingers. overflowing in the face.

Duan Yixiu's soul stretched out his hand towards Diyin, but it was only a very faint phantom, and he couldn't even touch Diyin's tears.

Diyin seemed to want to tilt her head and rub Duan Yixiu's fingers, but her little head landed on the empty space.More tears flooded in an instant.

Duan Yixiu smiled softly: "This is Axiu's last farewell, Diyin, please smile, okay?"

Meng Ran looked at Di Yin who was crying out of breath, and at that moment felt that Duan Yixiu was gentle and cruel.

However, Diyin seemed to know that this was really the last farewell, so she tried her best to raise her teary face upwards, and at the moment when the tears overflowed from the end of her eyes, she grinned at Duan Yixiu. mouth smile.The small jade-white tiger teeth flashed away, looking quite cute.

Duan Yixiu's soul stretched out his hand to touch the top of Diyin's head in the void, and said warmly, "Good boy." Then he disappeared completely in the air.

Meng Ran felt Duan Yixiu's soul, and finally clicked on his forehead.A rather esoteric spell appeared in Meng Ran's mind, and the function of the spell turned out to be to sacrifice the spirit of refining weapons.The re-sacrificed weapon spirit will retain the abilities it should have, but can forget some emotions and memories that do not belong to the abilities.

Meng Ran felt that the flute in his hand suddenly sank, it seemed that after Duan Yixiu's spirit completely dissipated, the flute had the weight that the jade material itself should have.

Diyin was still sobbing, but she had already floated towards the flute silently. Her small figure was exactly the same length as the flute.The fife began to emit music that belonged to the dance of skillful hands, but it was no longer the cheerful and cheerful tone before.The protracted syllables, accompanied by the characteristic pharynx of the fife itself, are more like a long cry.

I don't know if it has the same origin as Diyin, or Duan Yixiu was distracted to protect them.Although Song Xi and the others were also dizzy, they were not as desperate as others.Although the sound of the flute was there at this time, it did not have the lethality it had before.

Holding the fife, Meng Ran seemed a little at a loss.

Bai Qiuyun finally realized belatedly: "Duan Yixiu? It seems that this senior discovered the dance of the wonderful hands!"

Ni Fei was shocked: "So, have you met the Patriarch?"

Bai Qiuyun asked a little uncertainly, "Maybe it's one of them?"

"One of them?" Ni Fei didn't quite understand.

"The exercises of Tianwumen did not exist from the very beginning, but were comprehended by the predecessors who founded Tianwumen, combined with the characteristics of the operation of aura. Many dances of Tianwumen were also developed after many years of establishment. They were added one by one during the process." After Song Xi finished his explanation, he sighed: "It's a pity that this batch of amazing seniors all died in the great war more than 8000 years ago, and none of them survived."