Chapter 82 Big Voice
"Next, you will hear a song. As long as you can blow this song out, you will pass this level." As soon as the old voice fell, Xuanyuan had an extra handful of Xiao in his hand, a common Xiao.
Looking at Xiao in his hand, Xuanyuan looked for fire.
Although I brag well, I can be called the first blowjob master in Tianyang City. Even the flower leader of Yihongyuan is not as good as my young master. But I have completely lost my hearing. How can I blow it at all? I know that now, my ears are still quiet and terrible.
Although Xuanyuan was scolding in his mouth, he had already thought that this level was testing something Xuanyuan Xun, and how could he pass this level.
The first level tests Xuanyuan's quick wisdom and mentality. To be more precise, Xuanyuanxun can still keep the spiritual platform clear when facing difficulties, so that Xuanyuanxun's mind is in a state of ancient and modern waves. Xuanyuanxun did it.
What is the second level to test me? Xuanyuan thought hard.
So far, Xuanyuan has not heard any sound in his ear, but it is really "soundless".
Xuanyuanxun first entered the state of mindless in the ancient well. His eyes were like a torch, but his mind was very calm and he carefully observed the environment.
In Xuanyuan, since some songs have not arrived yet, we should first observe the environment and make some preparations for the next level. In the sky, Xuanyuan didn't have it, and there was nowhere to talk about it. If there is a big gap in the location, this level will end here.
This is an empty world, big, big, but empty, very empty. Even the power of heaven and earth is thinner than the outside world. At his feet is solid land, but the surface of the land is yellow, and then half a meter later, it turns black. After going deep into ten meters, it is still black. The sky is gray and lightless, there is no sun, and there is no star or moon. I can't tell whether it is day or night.
Other than these, Xuanyuan found nothing else.
Aha, Xuanyuan Xun also found one thing: there is no creature here, except himself.
What should be observed has been observed, and what should be thought has been thought of. Xuanyuan was confused.
The sound spreads through the vibration of space, but all the sensory organs around Xuanyuan do not feel any fluctuations in the power of heaven and earth here. Isn't this song produced by the vibration of space?
Xuanyuan is puzzled.
If you don't even know the transmission path of this sound, how can you feel this song by organs other than hearing? What a problem.
"Big sound, big sound... Elephant invisible, loud sound, elephant invisible!" Xuanyuan paused, patted his head and said loudly, "Aha, maybe this song is really silent!" I was so confused by the meaning of the big voice that I knew before. Unexpectedly, I forgot that this is not the same place, and I understand that there is a big fuss about the disagreement. Besides, don't you have different understandings in that place?"
"Aha, it must be so. This level does not rely on other sensory organs to listen to music at all, but by the heart to create music!"
"That's the original intention of Dayin Xisheng. Aha!"
I don't know where Xuanyuan's mantra comes from, "Aha" is often mentioned. Does it remind you of someone?
A song written by the heart must be absolutely quiet.
Xuanyuan slowly closed his eyes, and his mood quickly entered the realm of ancient wells. Gujing can objectively reflect everything around him, but this is far from enough. If it is the last level, the ancient well can still cope with no waves, but this level must have a higher level!
The realm above the ancient well? What is it? Xuanyuan is really looking for it and uses his heart to find it.
is just an objective reflection that you can't understand the true connotation of the original thing at all, and you won't really understand a thing at all. To fully understand a thing, you must integrate into the matter itself.
Fully integrated!
Yes, it is to fully integrate into the world! Together with this world!
I am the world, and the world is me!
Xuanyuan thought of the key to things, but there was a big gap between thinking and doing it. But if you can think of it, you can do it.
It's strange, really strange. If there is another person looking at Xuanyuanxun there, he will find that Xuanyuanxun has gradually disappeared. It's not that his body has disappeared, but that he feels that the person in front of him has slowly integrated into this world. If he hadn't seen the person in front of him, he wouldn't have felt his existence at all.
Xuanyuan did it! He really integrates with this world!
My mind moved, and an unknown song that could not hear any tune floated in this empty world.
The sound was naturally emitted from Xuanyuanxun, but Xuanyuanxun's right hand holding the horizontal flute did not move. It was still hanging down as before, and his lips did not open and closed. Where did this sound come from?
Nose? Don't guess whether it's good or not. Where is the nasal sound so beautiful and how can there be so many changes?
It's not the nose, where is it? Heart! A song made from the heart. When the beating frequency of Xuanyuan's atrium was synchronized with the world, this song was created.
Xuanyuanxun was shocked, and the tiger's eyes suddenly opened. The feeling of integrating with the surrounding environment disappeared in an instant, and the music stopped abruptly. There was no lingering sound that continued for three days.
"Congratulations on passing the big voice. Next, you will enter the third level - the fragrance of flowers. If you can smell the 211314 fragrances of 211314 roses in front of you, you can succeed. You don't have to say what the fragrance looks like, because it can't be described clearly by words at all. You just need to observe carefully, and I will naturally know the final result. The old voice actually had a trace of joy.
Xuan Yuanxun seemed to have not heard it, and his eyes were still staring straight ahead, not at the 211314 roses that suddenly appeared in front of him, but penetrating the 211314 roses and seeing the origin of the world.
It turned out to be like this. Xuanyuan was distracted, so he turned his eyes to the 211314 roses in front of him.
211314. This level is interesting. 211314, love you all your life. Who will Xuanyuan love for the rest of my life? Ha." Xuanyuan shook his head.
On the blue planet, Meng Ling said silently to the photos on the computer, "Ming'er, I love you all my life!"
Xuanyuanxun said gladly, "Fortunately, I made a breakthrough in my mood at the second level, and I was promoted from Gujing Bubo to integration, otherwise this third level would be sad."
Actually, Xuanyuanxun is really lucky. The second level was not for Xuan Yuanxun to break through in this way, which was originally the sixth level. Xuan Yuanxun realized first, and there would be no difficulty from the third level to the fifth level. This is also unexpected by the person behind the voice.
Xuanyuan looked at the 211314 bright roses in front of him, but his heart had already integrated with this world. These 211314 roses also belong to this world. Xuanyuan is naturally clear about the special fragrance of each rose.
This level passed without any suspense.
The fourth level is the "tongue" and passes without any suspense.
The fifth level is the "body", which is a little difficult. The fifth level is called - thousands of knives!
Ling Chi is the most painful and effective torture for the body. At this level, you will be cut a thousand knives with a blunt knife and cut 10,000 knives with this sharp knife on the bone. If you can completely endure it instead of choosing to give up, you will pass this level. As soon as the sound fell, Xuanyuan's scalp was numb.
Originally, I thought that with the newly promoted mood, I could successfully enter the sixth level. I didn't expect that the fifth level was so perverted. Thousands of knives, this is really thousands of knives.
Xuanyuanxun just complained, and a blunt knife appeared in front of him, suspended so quietly in mid-air. The tip of the knife was facing Xuanyuanxun, but the blade was pitted. What a blunt knife.
Xuanyuan found that he could no longer control his body. Although this was expected, it was really uncomfortable to see a knife in front of him.
Xuanyuan has not yet felt how uncomfortable it is, and thousands of knives have begun.
Although Xuanyuanxun can integrate with this world, he still can't manipulate this world.
Xuanyuan's clothes fell off one by one, and finally met the blunt knife fruit body.
It seemed that the uncontrolled blunt knife circled Xuanyuan a few times, as if it was looking for the next knife.
Xuanyuan closed his eyes and quietly waited for the coming of fate.
The blunt knife finally chose the place to move the knife - Xuanyuan's fart!
There is a lot of meat on the buttocks, and it feels good to be cut. It seems that that's what the blunt knife thinks.
One knife, one piece, one drop.
The knife is so blunt that each knife needs to be pulled several times like a saw to cut off this piece of meat.
It hurts, it hurts my heart. But it doesn't seem to be as good as the "thousand arrows pierced the heart" of that Thunder.
Thousands of arrows pierce the heart directly on the heart, and thousands of knives directly affect the flesh. The two are not the same.
But when the physical pain reaches the extreme, it will be more unbearable than heartache.
Hundreds of pieces of meat have been cut from Xuanyuan's body, and the white bones have been faintly exposed to the air.
In the process, Xuanyuan didn't know that he had fainted several times, but he was soon woken up.
Xuanyuan felt that his nerves were about to collapse. But you must not let it collapse. Once it collapses, it means failure.
Xuanyuan can only grit his teeth and insist on this road.
Finally, all the thousand knives have been cut, and most of the meat on Xuanyuan's body has been cut off, and the meat on his arms and legs has been cut at all.
Now it's time for ten thousand times!
Unexpectedly, it started from the teeth!
With a hundred knives, Xuanyuan's teeth had all disappeared without a trace.
Xuanyuanxun is no longer gritting his teeth and insisting, but struggling with it with his own willpower.
It's hard to predict who will win or lose!
PS: It came up on time today. But tomorrow's three chapters still count. The prodigal son needs everyone's support. The prodigal son just got home, and now he will go to code words. Happy May Day, everyone!