The East thought quietly.

What kind of notes will be written in the years to come? It must be quite pleasant.

Clang

At this time, two clear and crisp sounds came out.

Xiao Yi plays the sword.

The East was awakened from the startled thinking. In front of his throat, the sword edge was still sharp and cold, and in front of him, his cold eyes were still fierce and abnormal.

"What's wrong, the eighth tone?" Xiao Yi asked in a cold voice.

Oriental indifferent reaction comes over, and then a bitter smile, "there is no eighth tone, I lost."

Xiao Yi frowned and said, "what is no eighth tone?"

"Oriental indifferent reply," the infinite eight tone, the seventh tone is my strongest sound. "

"The eighth note, my control is not enough, power is not strong."

Xiao Yi frowned more tightly.

If we say that at the beginning of the morning, he had a different purpose.

Then, when he met the invincible Beiyin and the Dongfang Dan, his duel and fight had become a simple contest, which was regarded as a contest between the superior and inferior opponents.

That is not only a battle, but also a rare harvest.

This infinity eight tone really gave him a lot of surprise.

The eight principles run through the sound of heaven and earth since the beginning of the world, which is extremely mysterious.

Yu Wuhun surprised Xiao Yi.

Now, although the victory or defeat has been divided, but it has not been fully understood, suddenly it stops suddenly? That kind of feeling, for a pure warrior, is somewhat uncomfortable.

"Don't you try?" Xiao Yi said.

The East shook his head indifferently, "I've lost, I'm not interested in losing again."

Xiao Yi squinted and said, "the first word I heard when I came to this side hospital was that you invited me to listen to the piano."

"The guest is the guest, but the music is not complete. How can I be happy and leave?"

The East chuckles, "Xiao Yi hall Lord this mouth, I say but."

"It's just, this last sound, I really can't play it."

Waiting for Xiao Yi to talk.

The East indifferently made a gesture of invitation, "Xiao Yi hall, please sit down."

This time, Xiao Yi didn't refuse. She slowly closed the sword and sat on the green and white Futon in front of the desk.

They looked at each other and sat down.

The East said calmly, "the eighth tone is very strange."

Xiao Yi looks puzzled. Listen.

"Since the beginning of the world, no one knows how long this vast period of time is."

"The infinite eight notes, the appearance of each tone, will ring through the earth and shake the mainland."

"Every sound is born with a cause and a meaning."

"The first sound represents the anger of the dragon, which can burn the earth and destroy all living creatures."

"Even if it is as strong as ten wild animals that once ravaged the earth, it will only disappear in it."

"From the second tone to the fifth tone, the birth of the four ancestors of heaven and earth represents that the earth has finally had a real life nurtured from it."

"The sixth tone, proclaiming that the mainland will finally usher in vitality, the world is full of vitality, and countless creatures are born and multiplied, but it also marks the end of the barren years."

"The seventh tone, the sound of Breaking Dawn, is the sound of hope, but it also marks the end of ancient times."

The East is indifferent to pause, facial expression, suddenly dignified.

Xiao Yi, squinting, listening carefully.

"The first seven tones, each of which has been separated by a very long time," said the East

"In those wild years, giant animals roared at heaven and earth, and the world was chaotic and noisy. Among them, the most ferocious was the ten wild animals."

"The sound of a roaring dragon makes all the dust fly, and the world is calm."

"After that, it was a long time without knowing the geometry that the second tone appeared in this peaceful world."

"The second tone to the fifth tone are indeed born at the same time, but they are very long away from the first tone."

"The ancestors of the four tribes of heaven and earth, in those quiet years, I don't know how many hundred million years have passed before they can give out the four tones that meet the mainland."

"To the sixth tone, it was a long time before that that that made the whole world feel sad and desolate to this desolate land, and the rain of martial arts began to fall."

"And even if the rain of martial arts makes heaven and earth full of vitality, it will be a long and terrible time for the birth of real creatures."

"After that, it is the beginning of ancient times. How long has the whole ancient time existed? Billions of years? No, it's more than that. "

"Then there is the seventh tone, the voice of hope, ushering in the ancient times."

The tone of Eastern indifference, suddenly increased, "the 80 million years of ancient times, compared with any period of time before, is not long enough."

"To the end of ancient times, so far, but tens of thousands of years, the birth of the eighth tone."Xiao Yi frowned slightly. "Do you mean that the eighth tone appears in recent years?"

The East simply nodded, "close, close even if it is our younger generation are within reach."

"Just a few decades ago, around the time we were born."

"Just a few decades ago?" Xiao Yi frowned.

The East slowly looked up, looking up at the sky, "the infinite eight tone, the eighth tone, is the sound of a baby's birth."

"On that day, the sound of this cry roared across the world."

"The whole world is full of visions."

"First, the sky and the earth were completely darkened by dark clouds; then the thunder filled them, and the atmosphere of the whole heaven and earth was rampant."

"The earth, the magma erupts, the wind blows everywhere."

"On the mainland, every ancient land has a disordered breath and an inexplicable vibration, including our Oriental family."

"On that day, it was almost the color of world destruction." There was a trace of fear in the East's indifferent eyes.

"Until, on the dark clouds in the sky, a auspicious beast cuts through the clouds."

"A roar made all the thunder and lightning dissipate."

"In the end, the auspicious animal fell into nothingness, and the dark clouds were scattered, and the heaven and earth completely returned to normal."

"That's Kirin."

"Unicorn angry Beast?" Xiao Yi's face was startled.

"No, there is no imperial realm in the world. Where is the unicorn angry Beast?"

Xiao Yi frowned and looked at the East indifferently.

This guy is not talking nonsense, is he?

Kylin fury beast, this is the existence of the legend.

If it really exists, it is a more terrible existence than the stream of four empty heavenly beasts and ten wild beasts.

But in the world, there is no emperor's realm for a long time. How can there be such legendary creatures?

The East indifferently took back the look at the sky, looked at Xiao Yi, and said with a smile, "who said that Qilin is the living creature in the imperial realm?"

"And, to correct you, there are no Unicorn angry beasts, only Unicorn auspicious beasts."

"The unicorn and auspicious beast is not a living creature, nor an imperial realm."

"Like the four empty heavenly beasts, they were born from the four empty heavenly ways, belonging to the heavenly way and alien animals."

"However, Qilin is not born, but originally represents the heaven and earth martial Road, which is condensed by the heaven and earth martial road."

"Just like heaven and earth, it can be regarded as existential thought; so is Qilin."

"Otherwise, the unicorn and auspicious beast is just a huge force of the laws of heaven and earth."

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