Chapter 640

Although Qingyan was very tired, she didn't dare to relax. She sat up from the bed. She came to the desk and waved her hand. The long unused zither appeared in front of her.

With the coming of night, the first floor of the inn became lively again.

Many martial artists talked loudly, and most of the topics were about the recent four demons of Liang Pingguo. They praised the strength of Liang Pingguo's royal family and cursed the masters of the Yin corpse sect for killing innocent people indiscriminately.

Some people complain that some of Liang Pingguo's strong in the field and environment have failed to make contributions, and song Liyun is still alive!

Of course, as soon as this kind of words were uttered, they were wildly spouted by other martial artists, saying that song Liyun hid well, that the strong in the field was not a God, and that the vast sea of people, it was not easy to find song Liyun, saying that song Liyun was likely to escape Liang Pingguo!

"Did you hear anything?"

"What sound?"

"Someone seems to be playing the piano!"

"Isn't it a piano? It should be a Pipa!"

"You are all wrong, it's zither!"

"Is there any difference between Qin and zither?"

“……”

A table of people near the door were arguing, arguing, and they found that suddenly, no one was talking.

They also shut their mouths immediately!

Ears are full of the piano sound, it seems to come from the distant horizon, like choking, listening to people worried!

In the corner, the middle-aged man who occupied a table lowered his head, secretly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, gave himself a hard mouthful, smashed his mouth, and his mouth was full of bitterness.

"Who on earth is playing the piano? Damn it, it's like mourning. It's hard to hear the thief!"

A burly man stood up, dropped two gold coins, trotted away from the inn.

His two companions looked at his back and looked at each other.

One person left, followed by a second, third

Before long, most of the guests left, leaving only three tables. These people all lowered their heads silently, and their eyes were slightly lax.

"Go up and see who is playing the piano, which affects our business. Let him stop playing!" The shopkeeper also reacted and hurriedly ordered the waiter.

"OK, shopkeeper!"

The waiter just stepped up the stairs, and with a bang, the waiter of the inn couldn't move his legs anymore.

In front of his eyes, a long sword appeared. The sword was inserted into the wall next to the stairs, and the blade was facing his throat. As long as he took a step forward, he would directly hit it.

"The song sounds good. I want to continue listening. No one is allowed to disturb!"

It was the middle-aged guest in the corner who spoke, with an empty scabbard beside him.

The waiter of the inn looked at the shopkeeper with a bitter face. The shopkeeper shook his head and motioned him not to move.

It seems that all those left now want to listen to the music.

Fortunately for the innkeeper, the damn piano sound broke in less than a quarter of an hour!

In the hotel room, Qingyan also gradually regained consciousness. She pressed the strings of the zither with her hands: "master Jianling, can you only transmit part of the spiritual energy of the killing feedback to me? Let my spiritual power break through to the field for the time being."

"This method is good. Why didn't you say it before? The spirit is strong, and it should be easier to suppress the killing magic in your body!"

"Previously... I didn't expect!" Light Yan rubbed his forehead, "from the breakthrough to the peak of the magical realm, I found that my memory began to decline, some thoughts were unclear, and the whole person began to feel dizzy, just like I didn't wake up when I was a child."

Chen Hao suddenly asked, "how much is seventy-seven plus sixty-five?"

"142, what's the matter?"

"Well, you should have no problem!"

"Er!"

This detection method, Qingyan felt, was just like a joke.

"Are you ready? Do you need me to transmit spiritual energy to you immediately?"

"Wait, I'll talk about it when I get out of town!"

Qingyan hurriedly pushed the door open, ran out of the city gate under the strange eyes of the city guards, ran for half an hour, and also stopped.

"Here it is!"

"Good!"

In the red blood sword, the turbulent spiritual energy rushed into Qingyan's body.

Chen Hao does not reject helping the sword owner store the energy of killing feedback.

He thought very simply, in case the sword owner dies unfortunately one day, doesn't the energy in the sword owner's magic sword belong to him?

Especially Qingyan, she has a lot of energy stored in the magic sword, which has caught up with all the energy of masters in the early stage of the realm!

As soon as the spiritual energy entered Qingyan's mind, she immediately sank into her mind and operated the nine Yin meditation.

She means that half of the sea has been dyed blood red. In the center of the sea, there is a milky sphere with several abnormal blood spots, which emits a faint shimmer.

That's where she stored her spiritual power after practicing the nine Yin meditation.

The sphere began to rotate constantly, absorbing the spiritual energy from the red blood sword, gradually becoming larger, and at the same time, it also rotated faster and faster!

Soon, Qingyan felt bursts of swelling in her mind, and she knew that the breakthrough was about to begin!

Suddenly, the sphere emitted dazzling white and red light, began to expand madly, and the rotation speed seemed to reach the extreme.

Qingyan covered her head in pain, as if someone was frantically stirring in her head, stirring her brain flower into a puddle of mud.

"Compress!"

At this time, she heard the reminder of Lord Jianling.

She took a deep breath and thought of the few figures recorded in the nine Yin meditation. With willpower, she began to compress the mental power in her body crazily.

When the fish belly turned white that day, Qingyan finally recovered from the spiritual breakthrough.

She means that in the middle of the sea, there is a constantly shining spiritual compression body like a gem.

According to the "nine Yin meditation method", the spiritual power of the successful compression of the realm is transparent, pure and bright, just like ice crystals or gemstones, without any impurities!

However, Qingyan found that his spiritual strength was not pure, and his body was stained with blood spots that could not be removed.

This is a very dangerous sign!

Of course, Qingyan had already been prepared, because she had already discovered it.

After the spiritual force broke through to the realm, the signs of the killing magic breakthrough were finally temporarily suppressed by her.

She waved the red blood sword, and the blood flashed out. The blood flashed across the earth, ploughing out a five mile long gully, and a mountain peak was split in two by her sword!

"You can act for the time being, but you can't stimulate the killing magic too much!"

Three days later, Qingyan finally arrived near Liangdu. In these three days, she could meet several magical realm masters every day. Their destination, like Qingyan, was Liangdu!

Qingyan knew that it should be Liang Pingguo calling people!

When Qingyan stepped into Liangdu, Chen Hao in the red blood sword was excited.

He smelled countless delicious food. They were all magic realm masters that Qingyan could deal with. They were really many. It was a little exaggerated to say that they were dense, but he could find more than a dozen at a glance.

Chen Hao felt that he had fallen into a rice jar.

The red blood soft sword was shaking slightly, and Qingyan felt his waist itching.

Qingyan held his belt with one hand and said in a deep voice, "master Jianling, don't get excited!"

PS: I owe it yesterday, and I pay it back today... I'll make a big wish today, and it's three o'clock tomorrow!