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In the magic Valley, he realized the sound wave, analyzed its attack track, and tried to attack with soul power, but with little effect.

Finally, he was infected by the sound of the battlefield. He roared up to the sky and roared with soul power. Fortunately, he succeeded once. His power was incomparably amazing. He shook the valley and danced with the crowd.

In the battle field, because the whole world is only virtual, he also successfully displayed it. However, after his mind was separated, no matter how he tried, he could not succeed.

After some instruction, the middle-aged man in white took the Guqin with one hand, brushed it, and stood on the blue stone of lying cattle, and his hands fell down slowly.

"Next, I'll play a piece of music for you. You can let your mind sink into it, and then blend your soul power with the sound wave, and strive to master it. If you can succeed, it will become a great martial art skill, and it is your original creation."

Smell speech, Chu Chen heart has a group of flame burning, original martial arts? How tempting.

He didn't think much about it. He kept his mind until it was clear.

"Master, I'm ready. Please start!"

"Well, remember to keep your mind, or I'm afraid that the Qin technique will hurt you." After the middle-aged man in white reminds me, five slender fingers on the right hand are as white as snow, and they play with a brush.

The strings vibrate and the sound waves vibrate. A light stripe like water waves spreads rapidly in the void. The sound of howling is heard in the place where it passes. The sky and the earth are covered by this sound.

In an instant, the world seems to have changed. Chu Chen's heart trembled, and countless tones pierced into his ears and rushed straight to the body. At this moment, he felt that his body was about to be destroyed at any time.

"Calm down!"

"Calm

In Chu Chen's brain, holding these two beliefs, the soul power slowly moves out, protecting his mind firmly, at the same time, in the purple mansion, diffuses the vitality.

Under the washing of ten martial veins, the vast and majestic air is as strong as a mountain, blocking the sound of the piano outside, and the turbulent meridians are instantly quiet.

"This method of playing zither is not to let me enter the illusory world, but to let me understand its attack track." Realizing this, Chu Chen is grateful to the middle-aged in white.

He is not stingy. He plays the piano himself only to help him practice. This kindness is more than everything.

Chu Chen understood that this kind of opportunity is very rare, immediately uses the soul power to comprehend the rhythm around, and then evolves in the mind.

He sat on his knees, his face was calm, he had no desire or desire, and there was a mysterious smell in his body.

"It's rare for people to have a steady and steady mind. It's hard for ordinary people to resist, let alone settle down." The middle-aged in white shows admiration.

After a stick of incense, he stretched out his second hand, which immediately turned into a ten finger movement. The sound of the music was beautiful, and the wind suddenly rose. The bamboo grove bent down, the branches rustled, and the water stirred.

In this piece of heaven and earth, a "domain" is formed, which is completely controlled by the liberators.

The middle-aged cultivation in white is extremely terrible. He even uses the Qin technique to seal up the four directions of space, forming a martial arts and Taoism Jedi. At the moment, Chu Chen is not clear about the situation around him. He is completely immersed in nothingness, surrounded by terrible music.

Some of them are excited and high, or Ding Dong is like running water, or fast like war drums and thunder, and suddenly turn around, sadness and sorrow are like broken souls.

But Chu Chen, the mind is empty and clear, sits in the head a virtual image, this is he uses the soul force to make up.

And this virtual shadow, is feeling the endless rhythm, making a strange sound, again and again, constantly failing, and constantly trying.

In the outside world, time goes by like this, and Chu Chen's face is calm, and the whole person sits still, like an old monk.

His chest, the previous heart beat slowly, until now, after a long time, only once.

At this moment, the virtual image disappeared in his mind, and his soul burst out. Chu Chen opened his mouth and made a sound.

"Hum..."

All of a sudden, the sound wave surged out, as fierce as a sword. It exploded quickly in the void, and was extremely violent.

"What a domineering sound wave." When he was middle-aged, his hands were scattered.

With the opening of Chu Chen's mouth and the hum, the field became violent again. The streams and springs rushed up to the sky, then burst into endless water spray and fell.

On the ground, the leaves are falling and the wind is wrinkled.

But behind the middle-aged man in white, the row of green bamboos did not move at all and was blocked by a strong atmosphere.

"It's done!" Chu Chen's eyes showed a trace of excited color, but immediately convergence down, in the music wash, martial arts mood has also been improved.

"How long have I practiced?"

"Three days and three nights." The middle-aged man in White said with a smile in his eyes. There was no white playing in his Qin music. Chu Chen realized his own sonic attack.

In such a short period of time, a martial art has been created with great power.

"Three days and three nights. It's been so long." Chu Chen slightly a Leng, and then respect arch hand, "thank you for your advice." If it wasn't for this sound, he would not be able to practice it for a long time."Don't thank me. It's all because of you and me. Everything is still in you. If you're not gifted, even if I've played the piano for half a month, I can't feel anything. Since you've developed the acoustic wave martial arts, it's time to have a name," said the middle-aged man in white with a smile.

"Name..." Chu Chen immediately thought.

"This sound wave, in an instant, is called the sound of instant killing."

"The sound of instant killing is good. It's simple and direct. " The middle-aged man in white nodded.

"Master, do you honor your name?" After thinking about it, Chu Chen asked.

"Bo Xue Yi." The middle-aged man in White said calmly.

Bo Xue Yi, however, is as elegant as its name, Chu Chen heart secret way.

"Master, I have a question. I don't know whether to ask it or not?"

"Just say it, and I'll try to answer it for you." Bo Xueyi is very generous, with a light color on his face.

"For the past three days and nights, I have been in nothingness, feeling the melody you played. In the process of millions, I feel a heartbroken sorrow. I don't know why. Is it because there is sadness in my heart?" Chu Chen Ning eyebrows asked.

Bo Xueyi has a high level of cultivation, and his piano technique reaches the peak. He can control all kinds of music freely. No matter how sad, high and happy, he should be able to change freely. However, no matter how the melody is just now, there is a deep sorrow that can't be erased or thrown away.

Chu Chen thought that it was the hatred of beilingzong, which was hidden in his heart and was infected, so he affected himself, but he was not sure, so he asked.

"Heartbroken sorrow I can't believe it. Even you can feel it. " The middle-aged man in white smiles with a trace of sadness in his eyes.

"The heartbroken sorrow is not with you, but with me. This is also the heart demon in my piano technique."

As powerful as Bo Xue Yi, he had a heart demon, and he was still on the Qin technique. Chu Chen was surprised.

"What kind of devil?"

"I've always wanted to play a unique piano sound. It's shocking and broken. Once it comes out, the wind and clouds change color and the sun and moon sink. However, I have a fetter in my heart, and I can't put it down. Therefore, I can never play this sound."

"And the fetters are deep in my heart. Maybe, soon, I will go out and walk in the spiritual regions." Bo Xueyi said calmly, the color of vicissitudes in his eyes was more thick.

That is the trace of years, especially when it comes to fetters, the vicissitudes mixed with regret.