"Zheng!" The strings sounded.

The sound was not loud, but all the creatures in the forbidden area in the sea looked back.

Almost everyone heard the sound of the piano, as if the horn of a battle was blowing.

Soon, like the sound of a piano, it will fall on a jade plate, endless, the meaning of spring is warm and flowers blooming is spread throughout the sea, and the gentle wind is sent, and all things are revived.

The old fishman slowly stood up straight, and the vitality in his body seemed to be stimulated, and his strength returned to his body.

Unknown wild flowers on the island are blooming quietly, swaying in the spring breeze.

The half-dead branches become fresh and tender again, with green buds sucking branches, full of vitality.

It is a hymn of life and the awakening of the soul. The spring breeze in the clouds has already reached the point.

Even if Qin Yi, who was carrying the golden chapter of creation, uses the dead tree to meet the spring on a certain plant alone, it is impossible for Ju Yunxiu to be effective and have a wide range of scope.

Wanren Jianmu is not something that a person's magic power can have an effect, it is like a drop in the bucket. Only this music effect can penetrate every inch of the surface, awaken the soul of Jianmu's own soul vitality, and break free from the distorted shadow of the rules.

This goes beyond the scope of conventional "spells". It can be said that the following is too clear, and only by relying on the particularity of music can be achieved.

The prick bull stood on the top of Jianmu not far away, looking up at the sky.

Qin Yi had reached the root below and quietly entered the interior of Jianmu.

As the prickly bull said, Jianmu itself is a small world, and its image inside its main trunk is not a tree at all. Instead, it evolves into the world, forming its own weather, and the vast mist is beyond the limit.

It is very close to the feeling of being in Kunpeng Zi Mansion. It has an indescribable understanding that spreads in one world. It is the most original Tao between heaven and earth, the ancient treasures that are with heaven and earth, the breath of building wood.

This origin is more beneficial than the Kunpeng Purple Mansion to Qin Yi.

Because Kunpeng is a demon cultivator, the engraving of the purple palace evolved from the way of demon cultivator is still different from that of humans. Jianmu is different. Jianmu is the foundation of all living beings and is equal to the heaven and earth.

Qin Yi believed that if he had been practicing here, he would have been able to touch the Qianyuan Gate within two or three months. The distance between the late Huiyang floors was nothing in front of Jianmu. It was like a human being running 10,000 meters, and it seemed that there was still three thousand meters ahead, so he needed to continue working hard, but in fact it was just a distance of a giant's hair. It could put you at the end with just one fishing.

It feels almost the same.

This is fate. All practitioners need the most urgent thing. They will never be as good as such a help for their lifetime when they are in seclusion.

The Dragons have been here for so many years, but there are still a lot of people with only Qianyuan, and there are even those who are not perfect... To be honest, Qin Yi is a little contemptuous.

It is hard to say that you have to squat here for ten thousand years. This may never be broken through and has nothing to do with any assistance, but Qianyuan perfection is absolutely not something that should not be achieved.

What's more, tens of thousands of years?

This is very likely related to the mind and nature. The prisoner is peaceful and obsessed with joy, and the domineering man is passionate and passionate, so that his mood can be without form. Those who are full of money and autism, and their pattern is too low, and their achievements may be limited.

Speaking of Jianmu, such a wonder of heaven and earth should not have had any problems.

If the world never fades, Jianmu will never fade. Once Jianmu really fades, it means that the main plane will collapse, just like the death of the Styx and the Netherworld will collapse.

Therefore, the decline of Jianmu is not because of the failure of Jianmu's body, it is impossible for it to go wrong. Instead, a certain rule is distorted, causing Jianmu to be unable to communicate with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and the spirit of Jianmu fell into a deep sleep or might be controlled instead.

So Jianmu lost his consciousness, and the people in heaven could grab Jianmu and go to heaven, maybe they flew directly to the sky, or they might escape from the ground.

This led to the imprisonment of the bull and the sky, and the domineering sea.

Since Jianmu itself was not damaged, outsiders could not sense what was going on in Jianmu, so they could only make up for it. Even the monks in Xiyue and Bodhi Temple could only guess that it was insufficient spiritual energy that caused the accumulation of decline. The tribes in the sea were completely unaware that there was something wrong with their lifeline. The Yazi Pixiu tossed the branch of the feather man, and they thought it was their Dinghai Dinghai Dingzhu and formation that took effect, but they didn't know that their nest could not hold it...

Qin Yi thinks it's still awesome.

But the soul drilled into the branches and observed it, and immediately determined that Jianmu's energy was only two-thirds left. Although it was not enough to judge the specific factors, it was already awesome. The dog could eat, but it was still from Jianmu, and it was not a good judgement.

Just as he was thinking about this, a little ghost emerged from the ring and turned his head to look at him.

Qin Yi was ecstatic: "Big, you're awake!"

No matter where you go, no matter how many unpredictable dangers you face, as long as you have great things around you, it will be no problem.

"Such rich breath of Jianmu's life has stimulated me to wake up..." Liusu smiled and said, "I feel like you were thinking about me just now, right?"

"Where is there, I want a hammer."

"snort."

Qin Yi was very surprised: "You can actually sense that I am thinking of you. Is it true that I am in the dark?"

"Not yet... can you consider it as false formless, or half-step formless? Although there is no such boundary, it means that anyway." Liusu sighed: "The effect of the elixir is better than I thought, but there is not enough time."

“Is it useful to practice in Jianmuli?”

"The use is not too great. I have lost some Taoist rules, not energy or spiritual energy, but you can try it." Liusu looked around and said, "Why did you come to the inner realm of Jianmu?"

Before Qin Yi could answer, he said "Huh" again: "This music... your senior sister's? Is this the purpose of reviving Jianmu? Who is the idea that it is very creative."

Qin Yi admired him very much. It was awesome, and he guessed a ** point without saying it.

He explained the situation in detail, and Liusu frowned a little when he heard it: "I'm careless. The prickly bull can actually sense the breath of the door. It must have practiced with the door in his arms, but it must not be able to just see it."

"From the current situation, there must be no door in the sea. Could it be that it has been used in Kunlunxu?"

"Maybe. I got everything and was stolen?" Liusu continued to look around and quickly made a judgment: "This is just the edge. Let's go to the center of this world to see what the spirit of Jianmu is like."

The entire Jianmu Realm is filled with mist and life energy is everywhere, which is so rich that it makes people intoxicated.

Entering the mist, you can feel the majestic soul pressure and the surging breath of living beings, forming an extremely unique way of building the wood. At the center of the mist, there is a faint light rising, and there are creatures roaring, like the echo of a giant beast in the wilderness, shaking people's eardrums and trembling their minds.

Dominate the matter.

When the Spirit of Jianmu is sleeping, Baxia is temporarily replacing its effectiveness and keeping Jianmu maintaining regular operation, it has been a thousand years.

Qin Yi approached quickly and saw a dragon-headed spirit turtle in the middle of the mist, carrying a jade tree spirit. The jade tree spirit was silent, the dragon-turtle looked up, and the spiritual power on its body wrapped the tree spirit, like the stars shining, and the light was rising everywhere, as if walking into a dream constructed by the star-light spirit.

It can be seen from the naked eye that the spirit of the jade tree has a strange twist, the trunk seems to be irregularly like a mozzarella, and the starry light and some dark clouds are a bit dark.

A more easy-to-understand statement is that the spirit of Jianmu is "sick".

The Prison Bull only knew that some rule had been twisted, and they didn't know how they twisted it, so they could only blindly suppress it. It was not until Ju Yunxiu and Qin Yi that the Prison Bull wanted to try to awaken it.

So the Prisoner is not sure. If the Jianmu Spirit opens his eyes, is it the one they are familiar with or the black version? Or is it something strange is parasitized inside?

It warned Qin Yi that this is not tourism.

But the Prison Niu trusts the Domineer very much. It believes that the Domineer is here, so there will basically be no major problems.

"Human..." Feeling Qin Yi's approaching, the sound of the soul that dominates the lower body came in a low voice: "I don't know why the Qinniu believes in you... In short, if you come sincerely, let alone one fruit, even if you want two, I can give it to mine... Huh? Is this ghost... why is it a little familiar?"
Chapter completed!