novellhall Chapter 229 Wu Yun and Ying Huanhuan, Qin Xiao Ensemble
Chapter 229 Wu Yun and Ying Huanhuan, Qin Xiao Ensemble
Chapter 229 Wu Yun and Ying Huanhuan, Qin Xiao Ensemble
The majestic power is under Wu Yun's control.
At this moment, Wu Yun finally understands why the Great Desolation Sutra can become the strongest martial art of the Dao Sect. This is almost a rather domineering gesture, forcibly borrowing the energy from the earth and turning it into his own use. .
From a certain point of view, this is similar to the devouring power of the Devouring Ancestral Talisman, except that the power borrowed from the Great Desolation Sutra will explode in a very short period of time, forming an extremely terrifying attack, while Devouring the Ancestor Talisman The talisman will devour and digest the power, and turn it into the power of its master bit by bit.
These two things, one for the present and the other for the future, are completely different in nature.
"I'll try it with you, the barren sword driven by the Great Desolation Classic."
Wu Yun looked at the gray-clothed elder opposite, and he chose to use the martial arts of the Taoist sect to fight the opponent to the end.
It is also a giant sword against a giant peak.
This time, the barren knife did not expand as before, but became more solidified, and it didn't look like it was condensed by strength, just like the real barren knife.
"clang!"
Carrying the rolling power absorbed by Wu Yun, he slashed down angrily.
The huge mountain of Elder Gray is still divided into two.
With the explosive power of the Great Desolation Classic, Wu Yun's strength in a short period of time was not weaker than the elder in gray.
The wild knife dissipated, and the terrifying barbaric energy invaded the body of the elder in gray, crazily eroding his body, the elder in gray continued to surge out the power of birth, but his body was still aging at a speed visible to the naked eye, but it was not as miserable as Huo Zhen.
"enough!"
At this time, another elder from Hongya Cave stepped onto the stage, exerting a mighty force to help the gray-clothed elder get rid of the sluggishness in his body.
"Why, you also want to interfere in the battle without breaking the rules?"
Wu Yun didn't give the other party face at all, staring at him coldly and said.
This time, Chen Zhen and Wu Dao finally couldn't bear it and flew onto the stage.
The elder twitched his face and said, "We admit defeat."
"Wouldn't it be nice if we kept the rules so early? It's just worshiping the mountain. If you can't beat it, you will admit defeat. What kind of sneak attack is it? Our Taoist sect has always been kind to people, but not everyone can ride on our heads!"
Wu Yun sneered.
"I want to know, what's your name?" The elder in gray looked up at Wu Yun and asked.
"He is our great disciple of Huangdian, Wu Yun, I think you should have heard of him!"
Wu Dao raised his head and said proudly.
"Wu Yun!"
"He is Wu Yun!"
"The tragedy in Blood Rock Land was caused by him."
"Kill Yao Ling and Luo Yi, capture Xiao Tian, destroy the magic seals, and subdue the three major cities."
"No wonder he is so strong!"
.........
Everyone in Hongyadong who had just learned that it was Wu Yun was surprised, but they didn't expect Wu Yun to be him.
But Wu Yun is him, so he can figure it out.
Otherwise, how could a disciple defeat their elders.
"I am so silly!"
Huo Zhen said in a demented manner.
"You know he is Wu Yun, even if I kill him, I won't fight him one-on-one!"
He regretted in his heart, regretted not asking Wu Yun's name before starting the battle.
Great!
Even Yao Ling died in the opponent's hands, so how could he fight with someone who was in the Nirvana state of eight yuan.
The Taoist disciples all looked at Wu Yun with expressions of admiration.
so amazing.
Even the elders in the Profound Realm were pressed and beaten by him.
Wu Yuncai is only in the Seventh Yuan Nirvana Realm.
At the same time, they all lamented the power of the Great Desolation Scripture in their hearts. This is really the strongest martial art for leapfrog battles.
Wu Yun's prestige has already been established. As famous as Yao Ling, Xiao Tian and others are in the Eastern Profound Realm, Wu Yun's current reputation is as good as it is.
"Daozong is worthy of being one of the eight super sects. I, Hongyadong, do not think I can compete with each other this time. If I have the opportunity in the future, I will definitely come to worship the mountain again."
The gray-clothed elder cupped his hands slightly, and then led all the disciples of Hongya Cave out of the Taoist sect in desperation.
"Good boy, that's right. This time, the prestige of our Taoist sect has been blown out. If anyone wants to come to worship the mountain in the future, he must weigh his own strength."
Wu Dao praised.
"Senior brother Wu Yun is mighty!"
Many Taoist disciples also worship from the heart.
Seeing this scene, the corners of Chen Zhen's eyes were a little sore. Senior brother Zhou Tong once became a role model for the entire Taoist disciples like Wu Yun. Now the disciples look at Wu Yun in the same way they used to look at Senior Brother Zhou Tong.
"This time, the ranking of our Huangdian will definitely improve."
Wu Dao grinned, he was really proud of himself that he was able to bring disciples like Wu Yun back to the Dao Sect, and even joined them in the Huangdian.
Wu Yun is really his gospel.
With Wu Yun's current strength, the ranking in the palace examination is stable.
"Good job!"
Ying Huanhuan walked over and gave Wu Yun a thumbs up.
"Thank you for the compliment, well, the things here are over, then I'm going back to retreat."
Wu Yun bid farewell to the two uncles, and then flew to Daofeng.
Ying Huanhuan quickly followed.
Coming to a deserted mountain peak, Wu Yun stopped suddenly, looked at Ying Huanhuan who was following behind, and said with a smile,
"What are you still doing with me, are you going to fulfill the bet between the two of us?"
"Bet...a date, what a bet..."
Ying Huanhuan pursed her lips and felt a little swaying in the air.
Wu Yun: "It's not like your style to pretend to be stupid."
Ying Huanhuan's cheeks turned red, and she gritted her teeth immediately, and said, "Who wants to renege on the debt, this girl will settle the debt for you today, tell me, what do you want me to do?"
Looking at Ying Huanhuan, who had an open expression on his face, Wu Yun wanted to laugh, but he held back, no one was around, his gaze began to slowly focus on Ying Huanhuan's already exquisite and delicate body Swipe up and down.
Under Wu Yun's unscrupulous glance, Ying Huanhuan's pretty cheeks also gradually turned red, which was caused by embarrassment.
However, Ying Huanhuan has always been eccentric, and she has always acted generously and wisely. After her cheeks blushed for a while, her big eyes suddenly narrowed slightly like a cat's. The jade flashed out, playing with the talisman with her slender fingers, and then showed a charming smile at Wu Yun, "This thing can pass on what I hear from here to my father, so when you speak, you must Be careful."
Wu Yun pursed his lips, and gave Ying Huanhuan a hard look, "You can't afford it, can you?"
During the period of living in Daofeng, the father-daughter relationship between Ying Xuanzi and Ying Huanhuan had long been revealed in front of Wu Yun.
Although Wu Yun is regarded as the favored son of Taoist sect and the leader among his disciples, he has not yet been able to ignore Ying Xuanzi.
This is one of the top powerhouses in the Eastern Xuan Realm, a big boss in the Zhuanlun Realm, and Ying Xuanzi is also a slave to his daughter. If Wu Yun did something to moles his daughter in front of him.
Guaranteed to give Wu Yun a fat beating.
Wu Yun shook his head and was about to leave when suddenly a gust of fragrant wind hit him. He turned his head, only to see Ying Huanhuan put away the talisman, landed slowly, approaching him, lightly raised his jade hand, and the green jadeite talisman The guzheng like that is flashing out.
"Here, in case you say that I don't admit it, let me play a song for you. In this Taoist sect, no one can be treated except father and sister." Ying Huanhuan stared at Wu Yun and said with a smile .
"You practice in retreat all day long, and I will also play a song for you to relax you."
"Listen to the music here, it's boring!"
Wu Yun didn't give face at all.
"Why is it boring? Here are beautiful mountains and clear waters, singing birds and fragrant flowers. The scenery is beautiful. With the sound of the piano, it is so beautiful. Do you understand?" Ying Huanhuan pouted. There are many people in the sect who want to hear her play the piano, but not everyone has such Lucky.
Wu Yun: "I'm not interested in the sound of the piano, can you play the flute?"
"Xiao? Never learned it!" Ying Huanhuan shook her head dully.
"Bai has such a beautiful mouth, I don't know how to do this, let me teach you."
"You still carry a flute with you?"
Ying Huanhuan looked at Wu Yun in surprise. She didn't expect this guy to know some rhythms.
"of course!"
Wu Yun said proudly, then summoned the Lei Ling Tian Dao in his dantian, and communicated with it, "Ling Yun, change into Xiao."
Lei Ling Tiandao understood Wu Yun's meaning in seconds. It has now lived in Wu Yun's shape, and it can become whatever shape Wu Yun wants it to be.
The knife spirit immediately turned into a vertical flute.
In his previous life, Wu Yun also practiced the musical instrument Xiao.
He has watched a lot of martial arts dramas, and most of the awesome and handsome heroes in the dramas know how to use flute skills. In their hands, flute can be used as both a musical instrument and a weapon.
You flute and sword!
"Ugh..."
The melodious sound of flute coming from Wu Yun's mouth, combined with Ling Yunxiao's unique sound quality, and its vague blade and thunder sounds as consonants, is also a beautiful song.
What Wu Yun is playing at the moment is "Reminiscence of Blowing Xiao on the Phoenix Stage".
This is a popular Dongxiao song in ancient China. It is as famous as the Three Lanes of Plum Blossoms, High Mountains and Flowing Water, and Yangchun Baixue. There is a historical allusion in Phoenix Terrace. Playing the flute to attract the phoenix, ride the dragon away, and ascend to heaven in the daytime, expressing people’s nostalgia and love for the gods and couples. bless.
The sound of the flute is very beautiful, Ying Huanhuan is a person who knows the rhythm, and soon felt the beautiful longing for the gods and couples conveyed in the sound of the flute, and couldn't help but immerse herself in it.
On the other side, Ying Xuanzi, who also heard the flute sound through Ying Huanhuan's talisman, not only fell into memories, but also remembered Ying Huanhuan's mother.
After one song, Ying Huanhuan took a long time to think about it before waking up from it.
"What a beautiful song!" she exclaimed.
Looking at Wu Yun now, a slight obsession appeared in Ying Huanhuan's eyes.
Handsome, smart, capable of fighting and playing flute, such a man is so attractive that no woman can refuse.
Ying Huanhuan's beautiful eyes flowed, and the beautiful sound of the flute seemed to be still lingering in her ears, giving her a feeling that she also wanted to find a partner of her own and stay together forever, "Can you teach me, I want to learn this song."
"You owe me a condition. If you want to learn, you have to agree to another condition. However, you have to complete the previous condition first!" Wu Yun looked at her with a smile on his face, and made up his mind.
Ying Huanhuan gritted her teeth, took out her father's talisman, and threw it aside cruelly.
"Tell me, what do you want?"
"If it's too reluctant, forget it, I don't like to force others."
Seeing her determination, Wu Yun persuaded her.
"Tell me, if I can't do it, it doesn't matter what I say to Ying Huanhuan."
Wu Yun smiled, two dimples appeared on his face, then he tapped his left cheek and then his right cheek.
A pair of eyes looked at Ying Huanhuan's red lips with a smirk.
"Don't go too far, Wu Yun, you can only... choose one side."
Ying Huanhuan stomped her feet.
Wu Yun: "Okay, then you choose yourself!"
After hesitating for a while, Ying Huanhuan blushed and approached Wu Yun. The distance was so close that Wu Yun could already smell the unique fragrance of the other party.
Ying Huanhuan grabbed Wu Yun's clothes and tiptoed slightly.
The breath is close enough to be heard!
Somewhat rushed.
She is nervous.
After finding the right angle, she slowly closed her eyes, pouted her small mouth slightly, and approached Wu Yun's face.
Everything is being calculated!
Wu Yun found the right moment and turned his head away.
Success!
"what!"
One touch and back!
It's like being hit by electricity.
Ying Huanhuan backed away like a frightened deer.
"You, being a rascal..."
As she spoke, she wiped her mouth with her sleeve.
"Who told you to close your eyes and not look at the point."
Wu Yun curled his lips... I did it on purpose, what can you do to me.
Ying Huanhuan's petty thinking had already been manipulated by him. Since she agreed to Wu Yun's conditions, she was naturally moved by her heart, and Wu Yun would not foolishly follow common sense.
Follow her rules too much, and there will be no surprises, and no relationship breakthroughs.
Sometimes, it is necessary to do some actions that exceed the other party's expectations in order to leave a deep impression on the other party's heart.
Of course, it doesn't have to be beyond.
Because women are very good at hiding their thoughts, although they refuse on the surface, maybe they have already thought about what will happen or can happen in their hearts.
Ying Huan turned around angrily, bit her lip, her heart was beating fast.
"Okay, okay, I'll teach you how to play the flute."
Wu Yun pulled Ying Huanhuan who was pretending to be angry, sat on the top of the mountain, and taught her the song just now.
The two are really like a couple of gods and immortals, sitting on the bluestone board, discussing flute skills with each other, you look at me for a while, I look at you for a while, and they look at each other for a while, and then they blushed and avoided their eyes.
Ying Huanhuan's melody talent is very good, Wu Yun can play it well, but he can't put it into words.
After Ying Huanhuan watched it a few times, she had mastered it, and Wu Yun's song was even better.
"You are so talented, you can play the flute very well!"
Wu Yun praised.
"Of course, I have been very good at temperament since I was a child." Ying Huanhuan played the piano and flute with a proud face, and she was serious.
"Let's collaborate on a song together. You can play "Reminiscences on the Phoenix Terrace" and I will use the piano sound to match you." Ying Huanhuan said suddenly.
"okay!"
Wu Yun was also interested. He just wanted to tease Ying Huanhuan, but unexpectedly he was also immersed in the music.
Sure enough, music cleanses the soul.
His heart also quieted down.
The sound of the flute and the qin mingled together, and it was transmitted from the top of the mountain.
The beautiful tune attracts birds to surround.
Surrounded by a hundred birds, there is a couple of immortals in the middle.
At this moment, Wu Yun and Ying Huanhuan seemed like an incomparable match.
(End of this chapter)