In the psychedelic magical realm, the sound sounded, causing everyone to fall into resistance.

This is a special flute sound.

Go directly to the soul, shake the soul, and shake the martial soul.

Especially the impact on the mind is particularly serious.

"How could this be?"

Chu Yang frowned, puzzled.

His spiritual cultivation level was the highest, but he was affected the most seriously and was almost difficult to suppress, which made him confused.

"The power of the mind is illusory, vague and unpredictable, and the will is condensed."

"The test of flute sound left by Niyang Immortal Emperor can shake my heart and affect my consciousness. Perhaps this is the reason for stirring my heart."

"After all, Niyang is the peak powerhouse in the immortal, demon world."

Chu Yang pressed his mind, but did not resist, but followed the sound of the piano and comprehended the principles contained therein, but this made his heart tremble violently, and the bright moon above him was a little blurred.

The sound of the flute seems to have the effect of being possessed by the demon, making the mood enter some negative emotions.

The sound of the flute turns!

Just like thousands of horses galloping, fighting on the battlefield, the atmosphere of the entire psychedelic demon realm became extremely strong, extremely depressing, as if a layer of killing aura was filled with.

Either you die or I die!

That kind of killing between life and death completely enters everyone's hearts and makes people unable to help themselves.

Chu Yang's sea of ​​mind fluctuated even more violently, and there was a vague tendency to break, but he still did not resist. He just kept the spiritual platform clear, comprehended the principles in it, and activate the wonders of the mind.

Even the three tribulations of the immortals and demons such as Huo Lan, Huo Can, and Qianxu Lao Dao were completely resisting the temptation of the sound of the flute and did not dare to be distracted.

"Ah, kill, kill, kill!!!"

Jiao Jiu suddenly started screaming.

Li'er, who had been keeping his bright light in the distance, looked at Jiao Jiu and whispered: "The demon-cultivating person is already very demonic. Jiao Jiu is not even in the middle stage of Kongming, so it is natural that he will be the first to fall into it completely."

Chu Yang also glanced at his martial soul, which was less disturbed and could completely control himself.

Jiao Jiu ran towards the south frantically, his eyes turned red, and he shouted "Kill, kill." He kept attacking the front in his hand, as if he had encountered something extremely scared.

ah……!

Another shrill scream, Situ Xue was completely crazy at this moment, and the energy in her body was completely surging. Her short silver hair suddenly became longer, like sharp arrows floating up.

The purple lips became darker.

Being possessed.

The black-haired old man who had been resisting with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes. Seeing Situ Xue like this, he frowned, and immediately reached out and slapped Situ Xue on the shoulder, shouting in a low voice: "A Xue, wake up!"

Situ Xue turned around instead, and her long silver hair stabbed at the black-haired old man like sharp arrows. Her red eyes showed that Situ Xue was completely intoxicated.

The old black-haired man was also forcibly resisting the sound of the flute at this moment. Seeing Situ Xue like this, the old black-haired man ignored it. He stood aside and continued to close his eyes, devoted himself to resisting the sound of the flute in the magic.

Situ Xue seemed to be affected by something, roaring and fighting, and rushed towards the south.

"The south is heading towards the south. Is there anything special about the south?" Li'er said slowly.

"Kill, kill, kill all."

A crazy roar sounded, and another person was completely entangled, but it was the Qinglong Yanlang.

Following closely behind is Yan Xu Zhenren and Yida.

They all ran toward the south.

The old Taoist Qianxu, Qian Ming, Qian Shan, Yue Yan, Shui Rou, the two scattered demon brothers Huo Can and Huo Lan, as well as the black-haired old man who came with Yida and the three men in yellow-clothed clothes brought by Qinglong Yanlang to resist with difficulty, but there was no sign of being possessed by the demon.

Li'er is completely fine.

Without the miserable miserable experience of the father's death in the original work, Qin Yu also had no inner demons. Although he resisted the difficulties, he was as stable as Mount Tai and was fine for the time being.

Chu Yang sat cross-legged on the ground, motionless.

In the distance, roars kept coming, with a tragic meaning.

The sound of the flute suddenly became strong.

The sound of the flute at the beginning was invisible, but the sound of the flute at the moment had a faint red ripples. The red ripples were very light and almost invisible, and they were ripples extended from the south to the north.

The devil's enchantment is even more crazy.

Old Taoist Gan Xu and others also struggled to resist.

Qin Yu trembled, and a faint red light appeared in his eyes.

"No, Brother Qin Yu is going to be devil!"

Li'er's expression changed slightly. A piano appeared in her palm. She fiddled with her bare hands, and the sound of the piano sounded, making Qin Yu's mind clear.

"Buzz~"

A familiar voice rang.

"The sound of the piano!" A hint of joy flashed in Qin Yu's eyes, and he looked back. He saw that a few meters behind Qin Yu, Li'er was sitting cross-legged on the ground, and a guqin was playing the piano quietly.

The green ripples also spread out with Li'er as the center.

The red ripples of the flute sound seem to be a mortal enemy of the cyan ripples.

The blue ripples only spread out from the surrounding ten meters, and were wiped away by the red ripples. However, with Li'er as the center, the safest place in the entire psychedelic magic realm within ten meters.

At this moment, Qin Yu was within this range.

"Li'er, it's you?" Qin Yu smiled.

Li'er played the piano and then raised her head to Qin Yu and smiled brightly: "Some people were embarrassed just now, and they almost became a demon."

Qin Yu was shocked.

"Brother Qin Yu, come with me, there are some wonderful things in the south."

Li'er stood up, gently flicked the strings, and suddenly a blue ripples shot out from all sides, and the range dropped to five meters. Qin Yu immediately followed Li'er, and the two ran towards the south at a very fast speed. Unlike Situ Xue Jiaojiu, Qin Yu and Li'er were awake.

Chu Yang glanced at them and closed his eyes.

He knew that there was a magma pool in the south, and once it was attracted by the sound of the flute, it would be doomed. There was the real test.

He was not worried about Qin Yu at all.

At this moment, as the sound of the flute increased, his heart was already in chaos. The bright moon was about to fall, the ocean was about to overturn, and the will and sand that had settled inside was spinning wildly.

"Not destruction, no one can establish!"

"It's time to break through!"

"The third step of the sixth level of the mind's light is that the bright moon is born on the sea. I have stayed for too long!"

"The seventh level of the mind, the lamp of the mind!"

Chu Yang's voice sounded in the sea of ​​heart.

It is as thick as the sound of the sky, resounding in every corner.

"The heart is transformed into a bottle!"

The whole heart exploded and became a chaos.

The four walls condensed into a simple oil lamp with mottled traces.

"The heart force turns into lamp oil, come out!"

The huge spiritual power was sucked by the oil lamp and condensed into drops of liquid. It was the lamp oil that just covered the bottom of the bottle.

"Silt-sanded wicks, come out!"

Another sound fell.

The extremely dark mud and sand that had originally settled on the seabed condensed into an extremely dark wick, landed in the oil lamp and penetrated up and down.

These mud and sand are originally objects that are transformed by soul fragments and are deposited by will.

"The bright moon becomes a wick, and it will never burn for thousands of years. A little bit of the fire in my heart will shine forever!"

The bright moon sets and turns into a wick fire.

The sea of ​​heart disappeared without a trace and turned into an oil lamp.

Quite and heavy, with the meaning of immortality.

There is a thin layer of lamp oil inside, but it can burn forever, so that the mind will never fall into darkness. The slightly shaking flame contains the ultimate principles of Buddha, flows with the essence of Buddha, and also has the divine power of Buddha.

The lamp of the soul has achieved this.

The sound of the flute that invaded the soul was also weakened to the extreme, and it was difficult to affect his mind.

"I destroyed the Buddha several times, but I have the most thorough understanding of the most profound martial arts of Buddhism. There is also the old Buddha in the Vedic temple who taught me the subsequent martial arts of the Heart Sutra of Nirvana. Why did it come from?"

Chu Yang revealed a moment of confusion, but the light of the soul slight flashed slightly, causing the confusion to disappear and the soul to be thorough.

He understood that this was one of the most basic functions of the heart lamp: to keep the mind clear at all times.

"When the oil lamp is filled with oil, this state will be considered complete!"

"But, the spiritual power condensed in the past is so huge. Although it consumes a lot when condensing oil lamps, the lamp oil now only covers the bottom of the bottle. If you want to be perfect, you don't know what year or month it will take?"

Chu Yang sighed and opened his eyes.
Chapter completed!