Chapter 1105

At the foot of the green mountains, in the sea of ​​clouds.

There is a flute sound wandering above the sea of ​​clouds, the sound of the flute is quiet and distant, and snowflakes are flying in the sky, and then they fall one after another.

The snowflakes shine under the stars, shining brightly, and the light is soft and cold.

Lin Yun looked calm, the sound of the flute was like the sound of nature, I really can't believe it was played by Xiao Bingfeng. Standing in the sea of ​​clouds, she was a beauty, and her temperament when she was playing the flute at this moment was even more extraordinary and unique.

Out of dust, empty and distant.

The eternal sky, the wind and moon seem to be on her.

Soon, Lin Yun discovered that his Zi Jia Sword Technique was moved with the sound of the flute. The purple kid flowers in the purple palace bloomed in a glimmer of light, and purple petals burst out from his body.

The purple petals and white snowflakes shine together, and under the stars and above the sea of ​​clouds, they are so beautiful that they are dazzling.

What a nice view!

Lin Yun simply closed his eyes and sat cross-legged, and his heart moved with the song. With the sound of the song, the speed of the Zi Yuan Sword Technique gradually increased.

The purple kite flowers bloomed in the body, and waves of sword force emanated uncontrollably.

The sound of the flute pulled Lin Yun's sword force and burst out with an unprecedented gorgeous light. His sword intent was released in another way.

The sound of the flute was still the same, but Lin Yun seemed to have entered another world, and a brand new door opened to him.

This feeling is very mysterious. Even the melody played by Xiao Bingfeng, each note was imprinted in his sword force. His expression was relaxed like never before, and his sword force burst out with an unprecedented terrifying edge.

clang!

At some point, the sound of the flute ended, and the majestic sword force that filled Lin Yun's body turned into a flowing ice phoenix, spreading its wings and flew out from him.

A shock flashed deep in Lin Yun's heart. Is this the use of a flute to control the sword?

Using the sound of the flute to control the sword, the Zi Yuan Sword Technique reached an unprecedented sharpness. In the end, the soaring ice phoenix was soaring, under the stars in the sky, it was simply undescribable.

Lin Yun opened his eyes and looked at Xiao Bingfeng and said, "What kind of song is this? Are hundreds of birds paying homage to the phoenix?"

Xiao Bingfeng shook her head and responded: "Hundred birds pay homage to the phoenix are already part of the Dragon Phoenix Song. How can you learn it at your current level? This is the Purple Flying Song."

"Did you create it? This song is really mysterious, like the sound of nature, it is like a divine song, and it is quite consistent with my Zi Yuan Sword Technique." Lin Yun said seriously.

Who knew that after the words came to an end, Xiao Bingfeng rarely showed a hint of embarrassment on her face and said aggrievedly: "This is a song created by the little brat Zi Yuan Sword Saint. This is just the introductory song, but nothing is amazing. Humph

, What I want to teach you is the Dragon Phoenix Song, the hundreds of birds pay tribute to the phoenix, and that is the real divine song."

This was a little embarrassed. Lin Yun smiled embarrassedly and did not respond.

Xiao Bingfeng cheered up and said, "But you feel right. This song is very consistent with your Zi Yuan Sword Technique, although it is far from being as good as the hundreds of birds paying phoenixes. But in a short time, this is the only one that can make

You have achieved the method of using a flute to control the sword.”

"What is the method of using a flute to control the sword?" Lin Yun said curiously.

Xiao Bingfeng tilted her head and thought, and said, "The real use of the flute to control the sword can merge the sound of the flute and the sword intent, and the sound waves can be transformed into the sword intent. Any artistic conception in the sword technique can be displayed with the sound of the flute.

, As long as the sword intent itself is strong enough, the artistic conception displayed by the sound of the flute will be particularly terrifying."

Is it so powerful?

In this way, the Lei Yin Sword Technique and Dust Light Sword Technique he had practiced before were not of high rank. However, his artistic conception was extremely powerful, which was equivalent to being able to fight again in the Star Lord Realm. This is very interesting.

expect.

"After mastering this method, any sword technique you have practiced before can be displayed with the sound of the flute as you wish. If the sword technique itself is in line with the sound of the flute, hehe, then the power will be extremely exaggerated and unimaginable.

”

Lin Yun's eyes lit up and he immediately said, "For example, the Tianlong Sword Classic, the Phoenix Sword Classic and the Dragon Phoenix Qu."

"clever."

Xiao Bingfeng said: "Come on, come to my back. I will teach Zi Yuan Feiwu's music score and fingering method first."

Lin Yun walked over as he said and came behind her.

"Hand, put it on."

Xiao Bingfeng's voice started again.

Lin Yun had to sit cross-legged, then stretched out his hand from behind and put it on the purple jade divine bamboo flute.

Two hands, one big and one small, were on the purple jade bamboo flute, back and forth, and they were inevitably touched together. Although the little Bingfeng's hands were tender and smooth, and there was a trace of nostalgic for people, Lin Yun was fine, and

No other ideas.

But Xiao Bingfeng was obviously unhappy. She turned around and glared at Lin Yun fiercely, and said angrily: "Don't take advantage of this emperor!"

Lin Yun looked dark, what was this little girl thinking?

Seeing that she was very serious, Lin Yun smiled embarrassedly and didn't care about her.

"snort!"

Xiao Bingfeng snorted heavily, shook her head back suddenly. Fortunately, she had two chirping braids, otherwise her hair would have been thrown on Lin Yun's face.

Lin Yun is very talented and a little awkward at first, but he quickly becomes proficient.

Soon, Xiao Bingfeng finished teaching all the teachings and began to test Lin Yun.

Lin Yun picked up the purple jade divine bamboo flute with both hands and was about to play the music score formally. There was no tension on his face.

With the operation of Zi Yuan's sword technique, the sword light on his body bloomed, appearing sacred and soft. When the sound of the flute rose, the notes danced in the mountains like flowing water, snowflakes were everywhere, and purple kites were flying.

Xiao Bingfeng was shocked and saw Lin Yun’s eyes closed, and the sword technique in his body resonated with the sound of the flute. His fingers slowly moved, his head and long hair danced, and his face was completely exposed under the starlight.

Lin Yun's handsome face, his eyes were closed, and under the stars, his face looked like a peerless piece of jade.

"sharp."

Xiao Bingfeng praised in her heart, and she could reach such a state by playing the first time.

This idiot may be really a sword genius in the world.

No, it’s the best of this Emperor’s Sect!

Thinking of this, a smile appeared on her little face again, which was worthy of being taught by this emperor.

After the song was over, Lin Yun opened his eyes and said, "How?"

"It's okay, it's definitely not comparable to this emperor. I used to be unwilling to play the purple kite flying." Xiao Bingfeng turned her tone and pondered: "I teach you so hard, if you can't stand half of it if you can't stand it halfway through the stern part of it."

In just one hour, I haven’t played with you.”

She stared at Lin Yun and tried hard to look fierce, but she didn't know that she was still very cute.

Lin Yun smiled and nodded slightly. After all, he was quite dissatisfied.

...

An hour later, Lin Yun climbed to the top of Qingshan again, and the man in Qingcheng had been waiting for a long time with a flute in his hand.

“How did you learn?”

The man in green said with a smile, obviously he didn't believe that he could really learn something in one hour.

"It's okay." Lin Yun said lightly.

"Actually, if you want to learn the flute, I can really teach you. As long as you don't want to pass the level, I still have a lot of time, how about it?" the man in green said.

His words were still very tempting.

Lin Yun smiled on his face, and when the man in green thought he was going to agree, he opened his mouth: "I refuse."

"I'm pretty pretty. If you dare to agree, hum, I will let you know what despair is." Xiao Bingfeng was very satisfied with Lin Yun's answer, and a sensible look appeared on her face.

The man in blue was a little stunned and then said seriously: "Then start."

He reached out and flicked his hand and lit a new incense on the cliff, and then the sound of the flute sounded on his lips.

Lin Yun's expression did not change, and he also placed the purple jade divine bamboo flute on his lips.

The man in blue had a smile in his eyes and his expression was quite playful. After learning for an hour, he came to show off his skills. He was too arrogant.

It is better for young people to learn some lessons.

With a long tone, his flute sound became louder, like an invisible dragon pounced on him.

He planned to make Lin Yun defeated with just one note and be clear and neat.

clang!

But when the sound of the flute in Lin Yun's hand sounded, the sound was crisp and ethereal, like a fairy sound resounding throughout the sky. It seemed that a sword light was out of the sheath, cutting the giant dragon that was rushing into two halves.

"That flute!"

A strange color flashed in the eyes of the man in blue, and he noticed the extraordinaryness of the purple jade bamboo flute.

Wherever, I didn't dare to be careless immediately.

The sound of the two people's flutes resounded at the top of the green mountain at the same time. The sound of each of them was filled with a powerful sword force. Before they knew it, Lin Yun was already covered with snow and petals.

The white snow and purple petals complement each other, making them colorful under the moonlight.
To be continued...