Killing God Chapter 177: Ancient Chibi Monster

Even so, it's really funny, but he can't see it himself. After thinking about it, Xiao Chen still can't think of the reason.

"In this ancient red cliff, but it is very big, do you know where you are going?" Standing in the entrance canyon, Wuchen asked.

"Dyingxinwu, did you know?" Xiaochen said the names of the places he heard in the Kyushu gossip array.

"I don't know." Wuchen said.

"I guess you don't know either. In this ancient Chibi, there is no place you know about, right?"

"It's like you know where the ancient Chibi is."

"Of course."

"What?"

"Dock."

“…”

"Two fools, don't go in with this king." Seeing the two gossiping in front of him, Ni Cangtian said decisively.

So, the three finally walked into the canyon.

At the same time, there are many people who came to this ancient Chibi. They are obviously not a group, because when they arrived, they did not meet each other, but they all arrived at the same time. I think they came for the same reason. something comes.

"This...how to find this?" Xiaochen Yujian flew in the sky, with his hands forming a pergola and looking into the distance.

The south side of the big river is endless, this is not enough, the ancient trees are towering, covering all the terrain, this is not enough, the north side of the big river, I don't know what is there, because the north of the big river is all covered by fog, this white mist , so thick that it is despairing, and when you are in it, you can't see your five fingers when you are ten feet away.

In a place like this, trying to find a point of view is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

"As I said, you haven't said it yet. What are you doing here at the ancient Chibi?" Xiaochen fell from the sky. The terrain here is strange, and for a while Xiaochen couldn't think of any practical and good way to find a general. tower.

“Have you heard of Soul Gathering Grass?” Wuchen did not answer Xiaochen’s question, but instead asked.

"Of course I've heard of it. Could it be this place?" Of course, Xiao Chen knew about Soul Gathering Grass. It wasn't a secret, and many cultivators knew about it.

This grass, speaking of it, is a very strange plant, because it has only one function, that is, to condense the souls of grievances.

This is the real soul condensing, and some people have really picked this kind of spirit grass. Although it does condense a lot of grievances, and it does not need to be used by the grievances of the grievances, the amount of condensed is definitely not like the legend. Huge, even far inferior, can only verify its efficacy, so although this kind of spirit grass is extremely rare, its value is not very large.

And the Soul Gathering Grass has a very limited effect. It is often used by monks to condense magic weapons, or as a sacrifice for rituals. The righteous monks rarely use it. In contrast, the evil monks need it more, so the problem is Now, Tianlan Zeju is a world-renowned gentleman's holy place, naturally it can't be an evil way, but why does Wuchen need this soul gathering grass?

“Of course there is no place in this place, but there is a ghost incense here.” Wuchen said after a while.

"Ghost incense? What is that?" Xiaochen asked inexplicably. Even if Xiaochen is knowledgeable, it is impossible to cover everything. The mystery can't be solved, and this ghost incense is one of the things he doesn't know.

“Ghost incense is also a kind of spirit grass. The smoke produced after being ignited will condense into a ghost face, which will not disperse for a long time. This ghost face will fly to the place where the soul gathering grass is.” Wuchen explained.

"Doesn't that mean that finding Guixiang is like finding Soul Gathering Grass?" Xiaochen then asked again.

"How can it be so simple, even if the ghost incense persists for a long time, there is still a time limit, and it will dissipate when the time is up. No." The question that Xiaochen asked was also what Wuchen wanted to say.

"It's alright, you can pick up more ghost incense, but it's really not good, let's separate each one." Xiao Chen is a typical optimist, and he can think about the good side of everything.

"Impossible. Only by igniting a complete ghost incense can it condense into a ghost face. Although this ghost incense is easier to find than the soul gathering grass, it is also rare. It is so simple that you can pick more." Wuchen sighed, and there is the same helplessness in his heart.

After Wuchen finished speaking, Xiaochen didn't ask any more questions, but walked to the riverside, not knowing what he was thinking, but he didn't need to guess, he knew that it must be related to Dianjiangtai.

For a while, the three of them didn't speak any more. Xiaochen simply sat down by the river, took out the broken jade, and started to play. Between the heart, soft and quiet, soft and comfortable.

Those wonderful rhythms flow slowly from the strings, and his instruments are sometimes high-pitched and exuberant, like the sea slapping the shore at high tide, sometimes euphemistically low, like an old loving mother calling for a long-lost child; sometimes crisp and thin Liang, like a gentle breeze blowing through the green bamboo forest, Wuchen knew that Xiaochen was a violin cultivator, but never knew that Xiaochen's accomplishments in violin art had been so high that it could affect his mind. It's just that Xiao Chen plucked the strings at will, rather than deliberately using the power of piano repair.

Xiaochen just sat by the water and played the piano. The sound of the piano was also running on the water, like a bait, attracting the passing fish. He twisted his body softly in the water, as if responding to the sound of the piano and playing the piano in the water. Down, as if in the air, dancing gracefully.

Suddenly, one of the fish jumped out of the water, and then fell back. Except for a circle of ripples, nothing was left to the world. After a while, even the ripples were restored to their original existence. traces were also erased.

"You only know how high the sky is when you jump out of the water." A voice suddenly broke into Xiaochen's qin sound, Xiaochen's movements did not change, and his fingers were still beating. This is the person who talks about the qin. The most basic quality is that the song does not end, and the hand is inseparable.

A melodious qin song has finally come to an end.

Even if it's the sound of heaven, as long as there is a beginning, there must be an end, not the length of the middle, but a different kind of cause and effect.

When the person who composed the music, when composing a masterpiece, he wanted to continue the song forever, but no matter how hard he poured in, no matter how hard he put in, the song would be completed inadvertently. In the hands of those who play, it is a kind of tempering of the heart, and it is also a tempering of the skills, and it is also an opportunity to communicate with the hearts of the composers. This is the method of qin cultivation and enlightenment. It's just the composer's only idea. After understanding it, it will no longer have the effect of comprehension. The tunes that can be comprehended are very rare, and the qin cultivators who can comprehend the Taoist method from the tunes are even rarer. Various reasons have caused Qin repairs are rare and almost non-existent.

"Fellow Daoist, how is my violin?" Xiao Chen put his hands on the strings and said to a small boat in the river.

"Very good, do you know what I'm doing?" On the boat, sat a man who couldn't tell his age, but it could be judged from his voice that it was a middle-aged man.

"You are hanging water." Xiao Chen said with a smile.

"Well, I think my little friend is so dizzy at such a young age. I'm obviously fishing." The man didn't turn around or look back. He stared at the big hat, which completely covered him. 's head.

"Where's the fish?" Xiao Chen asked with a smile.

"I haven't taken the bait yet," said the man on the boat.

"Then you are hanging water." Xiao Chen repeated.

"Oh, haha, it's interesting." The man laughed, "However, as you know, only when the fish jumped out of the water did he know Tiangao's mood."

"Haha, I'm not a fish, how do I know the thoughts of a fish? Could it be that you know?" Xiao Chen also smiled.

"If I were a fisherman, I would naturally know its mood." When the people on the boat said these words, there was a hint of domineering and arrogance.

"Even if it is, it's just the mood of the fish being caught." Xiao Chen obviously disagreed with the words of the person in front of him, but the other party seemed unwilling to entangle too much.

After Xiao Chen finished speaking, the man shook his hand and caught a herring that was more than two feet tall, "It's regretting, why did it bite the bait, but even if I put it back now, next time It will also bite the bait again, this is the instinct of the fish, besides the fish, there are also many things that can't be helped." I don't know if this sentence was said to Xiao Chen, because when he caught the fish, At that time, the boat has been driven and upstream.

“What a weird person.” Wuchen came to Xiaochen’s side and said at an unknown time.

“Humph.” Xiaochen hummed twice, noncommittal to Wuchen’s words.

“What do you think?” Xiaochen got up and put away the broken jade, turned his head and said to Wuchen.

“I can’t see through his cultivation.” Wuchen admitted frankly, this fisherman is obviously a man, because the person who can enter this ancient red cliff cannot be a mortal.

Xiaochen said in disapproval: "How do you know that he is not a mortal inhabitant of this ancient Chibi?"

“It’s absolutely impossible. Every fifteenth of every month here, the flood water will be completely submerged. How can mortals survive.” Wuchen asserted in denial.

"Presumably, you have been blessed with abundant spiritual resources since you were born, and you have been on the path of cultivating since childhood, but you have personally been to the deserts of the Western Regions. I don't know if you have seen a sandstorm, but even a large The sandstorm did not bury the culture of the mortals in the Western Regions. There are also many mortal cities in the desert regions of the Western Regions, and the environment there does not seem to be suitable for mortals to live in, but there are many mortals who settle down and live and work in peace and contentment.” Xiao Xiao Chen shook his head and said.

“You mean, he is an ordinary fisherman in the mortal world?” Wuchen asked back.

Xiao Chen smiled and shook his head again, "I just want to say, don't come to a conclusion too soon."

"Enough is enough for the two of you, but you can't find the point commander, and the ghost fragrance is still harvested?" A voice full of anger, but with a very annoying tone, suddenly rang, and it was the opposite. Heaven. (To be continued.)