Chapter 361: The Dharma Bell and the Magic Bird

In the sound of the piano, Ye Futian's spiritual power merged into the falling snow and into the Tianshan Mountains, as if his spiritual power was everywhere.

At this moment, Ye Futian felt a wonderful feeling, as if his perception of everything between heaven and earth became clearer.

With his eyes closed, he felt this artistic conception, the feeling that his spiritual power merged into the heaven and the earth. When his thoughts moved, the spiritual energy in the surrounding heaven and earth resonated with the spiritual power, and it was completely natural, as if his spiritual thoughts were originally from the heaven and the earth. part.

"Heaven."

Ye Futian opened his eyes with a smile on his face. In the process of playing the piano, his spiritual power naturally broke through the shackles of the realm and stepped into the heavenly level. realm.

In the world of practice, the position of heaven is also called the harmony between man and heaven. The idea is accessible, and the heaven and man are one. It is for the position of heaven, and a person who cultivates both martial arts.

Thinking that Ye Futian has temporarily stopped playing, since he has reached this stage, he naturally has to work hard to fully enter the heavenly level.

He began to practice boxing, and when he raised his hands and feet, the atmosphere was majestic. When the boxing technique opened and closed, the surrounding space shook, and the snowflakes were shattered. Soon, an invisible aura was formed around Ye Futian's body.

In the flying snow, Ye Futian occasionally heard the sound of ape roaring and dragon chant. His fist was like a dragon, his strength was like an ape, and his body was like a peng. There was an imperial temperament in his body, like a young emperor. He practiced martial arts and boxing. When it is time, it usually motivates the cultivation of the emperor's art and tempers itself.

Gradually, he was immersed in it, the power of each punch became stronger, the invisible aura resonated with the surrounding heaven and earth, an invisible light curtain appeared, the space he was in turned into a vacuum, and snowflakes Flying outside this space.

Finally, with the sound of a dragon roar, Ye Futian punched out, the space shook, a terrifying ape figure appeared, and Jinpeng spread its wings and transformed into a shape. This random punch seemed to pierce through the void and slammed into the distance. , the void vibrates wherever it passes.

Ye Futian closed his fists, took a deep breath, and a powerful aura flowed through his body. The aura of various attributes in the world seemed to circulate around his body, turning into a bright light curtain, flowing on him like a wave of water, and then gradually dissipating. .

"Huh..." Ye Futian let out a breath of turbidity, and whether it was a mage or a martial arts realm, they all entered the heavenly position.

When he practiced piano music on the Tianshan Mountains, before he knew it, his spiritual power had recovered to its peak, and now he has even broken through, which is really amazing.

Looking down at Yu Sheng, this guy doesn't know when he will wake up. The artistic conception on the Tianshan Mountain is very suitable for comprehension and cultivation, and it fits the heaven and earth. Especially when he plays the piano, the entire Tianshan Mountain is full of endless the aura.

The body sat next to Yu Sheng again, and in the snow, the soul of the piano appeared, and the sound of the piano played again on the Tianshan Mountains.

That wonderful feeling appeared again, it seemed to be clearer because of the breakthrough in the realm, and he felt that his spiritual will fit into the endless spiritual energy along with the sound of the piano, and merged into the endless spiritual energy that was falling down. As a whole, his spiritual will seems to be everywhere, falling down with the snowflakes.

Under the top of the mountain, the Buddha was still insisting on his steps. His eyes were half Buddha and half evil, as if struggling. He couldn't hear the sound of the piano. Every step he took was extremely difficult, but he continued.

At this time, the Buddha frowned slightly, and a dazzling Buddha light flashed in his eyes, as if the eyes of the sky had opened, he saw the aura of the sky flying down, the top of the Tianshan Mountains, among the falling snowflakes, as if composed of endless The aura was transformed, and he even felt an invisible spiritual force.

"Who?" A voice came out of the Buddha's mouth.

There was a silence in the void, there was no sound, and the Buddha's eyes flashed. Could it be because the mountaineering was so tiring that he had an illusion of exhaustion?

At this moment, the spiritual energy above his head gathered crazily, and the endless ice and snow instantly condensed into one, turning into an iceberg, and the Buddha's expression suddenly changed. The iceberg came down with endless weight and went straight to his body. When he climbed the mountain, it was like he was carrying the pressure of the Tianshan Mountains. pressure.

He shouted loudly, spit out the Sanskrit sound in his mouth, the swastika appeared, and the Buddha's light was bright, as if to be interwoven into a spell, but at this moment, an invisible artistic conception came, and all the spiritual energy between heaven and earth seemed to be still, a little bit Fluttering, the spell could not be condensed and formed.

"How could this be?" The Buddha's eyes showed a strange color. His Dharma eyes saw that the spiritual energy between heaven and earth seemed to be controlled by an invisible force. The control of the terrifying iceberg has already descended, he shouted angrily, the physical strength exploded, the Buddha's light was bright, and he raised his hand and blasted out a tyrannical Buddhist seal.

"boom!"

The Buddha's body was directly suppressed, and he rolled down the mountain road, grunted, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

His face is extremely ugly, who is dealing with him?

Only three people walked in front of him, Ye Futian, Yu Sheng and Hua Qingqing, who are they?

If it was them, why could they borrow the aura of the Tianshan Mountains?

Just as he was thinking, the ice storm swept out towards him, he shuddered, stood up and ran quickly down the mountain road, not even knowing who the opponent was, there was no fighting in this environment. Any chance of winning, you can only escape.

However, along with his running, the snowflakes floating around his body seemed to move as well. The wind whistled and swept out towards his body. Above the void, one after another of extremely sharp golden blades came to assassinate him. This was for him. Life.

The Buddha jumped suddenly and walked in the air, but instead of going up, he fell down the mountain and ran away at a very fast speed.

The pressure on Tianshan is from top to bottom, so when he escapes downward, not only will his speed be unaffected, it may even be faster.

The sharp blade stabbed, and the Buddha's legs slammed into the sky, turning into huge golden footprints. With a loud bang, the sharp blade burst, and the footprints were broken. The Buddha continued to run away with that momentum, and he gradually felt The surrounding snowflakes returned to normal, and then stopped.

The Buddha turned his head and stared at the sky above the Tianshan Mountains. His face was extremely ugly. Who was it that shot him?

Just when he was angry, the surrounding heaven and earth aura changed again, his face suddenly changed, and he turned into a golden streamer and went down the mountain without stopping.

On the Tianshan Mountain, Ye Futian, who was playing the qin music, had a bit of coldness on his face. Naturally, he was attacking the Buddha, but he was just using the power of the qin music to control the aura of the Tianshan Mountains.

However, his perception has not spread over the entire Tianshan, but is blending little by little. He faintly feels that with the help of the qin music, he can communicate the meaning of the two emperors left on the Tianshan, and thus control the entire Tianshan.

As time passed, more and more people went up and down Tianshan Mountain, and Ye Futian's perception range became stronger and stronger. Gradually, in his perception, he could clearly see the bell, the invisible golden bell. Covering the entire Tianshan Mountain, it seems to be integrated with the Tianshan Mountain, suppressing it here.

In the same way, Ye Futian also sensed the terrifying evil spirit, and he saw the demon bird.

The incomparably huge phantom of the magic bird occupies the entire Tianshan Mountain. From bottom to top, it is tit-for-tat with the Fa Zhong. It gives Ye Futian the feeling that he is a figure as huge as a magic bird. It is in the Tianshan Mountain and is buried by the Tianshan Mountain , was suppressed by the Fa Zhong.

Ye Futian naturally understands that this is not a real magic bird, and it is also transformed by the will of the magic bird after death and integrated into the Tianshan Mountains.

What shocked Ye Futian even more was that the phantom of this huge demon bird had its head close to the top of the mountain and at his feet.

"Small eagle."

When Ye Futian sensed the mystery of the Tianshan Mountains, he saw a small eagle, just below the head of the magic bird, with a terrifying evil spirit lingering on his body, as if he was going to completely degenerate and turn into a magic bird.

He saw a narrow passage running through the top of the Tianshan Mountains into the Tianshan Mountains. It seemed that the Black Wind Sculpture entered the Tianshan Mountains from there, which was now covered with snow.

An invisible storm ran directly through the passage, and the downward aura led to it. Ye Futian's will penetrated directly into the Tianshan Mountains, and an extremely terrifying evil intention appeared in Ye Futian's perception, the more inward he went. , the stronger the evil thoughts.

Finally, Ye Futian's will came to the front of the demon bird. At this moment, Ye Futian only felt that the evil thoughts were overwhelming, and he wanted to devour his spiritual will.

"Xiaodiao." Ye Futian shouted, the endless demonic aura enveloped the Black Wind Eagle, and it gave birth to a pair of extremely terrifying demon wings, as if to transform into a demon.

Looking back, Heifengdiao's eyes were extremely strange, not like Heifengdiao's eyes at all. The cold and ruthless evil gaze stared ahead, and it seemed to be able to perceive Ye Futian's existence.

"Boom." A terrifying dark airflow swept out directly ahead, drowning everything, and instantly engulfing Ye Futian's descending mental will.

On the Tianshan Mountain, Ye Futian, who was playing the piano, groaned, his face was pale, and the sound of the piano stopped abruptly, interrupted by life.

Ye Futian stood up and saw that he lifted his footsteps and walked to a place on the top of the Tianshan Mountains. His footsteps shattered the white snow, and the passage appeared. Ye Futian stood above the passage and glanced inside. The soul of the piano appeared, the sound of the piano sounded again, resonating with the heaven and the earth, drawing the meaning of Tianshan into itself, and the endless spiritual energy fell down towards the passage, and then Ye Futian stepped forward, and his body fell towards the passage. And down.

The sound of the piano was lingering, Ye Futian held the soul of the piano in his arms, and walked directly towards the place where Heifengdiao was, and soon descended in front of the other party, the incomparably terrifying evil spirit shrouded him, and in front of him was the incomparably huge statue Demon bird phantom!