The Sovereign’s Ascension Chapter 1667: Golden Crow Altar
The first thousand six hundred and sixty-seventh chapter
Tianxiang Arsenal, the forbidden area in the forbidden area of Tianxiang Palace.
Lin Yun looked at Mu Xueling who was opening the Tianxiang Arsenal, and asked Yue Weiwei next to him: "Where is this?"
"Tianxiang Palace stores ancient musical instruments and ancient music scores, in addition to many ancient gods, it is the property of Tianxiang Palace, Sister Sister is planning to train you, Brother Yun."
Yue Weiwei squinted and said with a smile.
"What are you two talking about?" Mu Xueling turned and saw.
Yue Weiwei's smile narrowed, standing solemnly, Mu Xueling glanced at her and said: "You go down first, I will take him in alone."
"No, sister, take me to see too." Yue Weiwei said spoiledly.
Mu Xueling can't help her. Said: "Come in."
The gate of the arsenal opened, and the two followed Mu Xueling's footsteps and found that there were many ancient steles made of jade.
The ancient stele is branded with dense lines, which seem to be messy and unstructured, but in fact there are traces to follow.
Each pattern is an ancient holy pattern, overflowing with light and full of ancient charm. Vaguely, you can see the sharp sharp edge, and the ears are like sonorous ancient sounds.
"These ancient monuments are all made of jade. The lines inside are music scores, and most of the ancient songs are incomplete. Only holy patterns can be used to simulate the rhythm, and they can be branded on the ancient monuments for preservation."
Mu Xueling walked in front, and said as he walked: "In addition to music scores, there are some spiritual cultivation methods."
The three enter the next floor.
This floor can be regarded as a real arsenal. There are not too many musical instruments in the main hall, and each musical instrument is suspended in mid-air to release white aura.
In addition to the common Qin, Xiao, Drum, Se, Pipa, and Zheng, there are also many rare musical instruments with weird shapes. I don't know where to start.
Mu Xueling knows all these things very well, explaining to Lin Yun at will, and from time to time he will start playing in person.
Each instrument has different characteristics, and the same ancient music will have obvious differences in performance under different instruments.
It is not only the difference in power, but also the change of mood.
For example, if Lin Yun’s Sun and Moon is played with the wind and thunder piano, it will be difficult to achieve the full release of the power of the Hao Sun in one breath.
Lin Yun's eyes suddenly lit up and saw a familiar musical instrument.
But I can't remember it for a while. It is very old and has no luster. Compared with other ancient holy pattern instruments, it looks unpretentious, even too ordinary.
Underneath is a piano tube with a piano shaft inlaid with a tuning shaft on the top.
There is a piano support under the piano tube, but it is bare and without strings. Lin Yun looked at it with familiar eyes and thought for a long time but couldn't remember what kind of instrument it was.
"This is Xiqin, polished with hibiscus sacred wood. The inside of the tube has a **** pattern imprinted with golden crow blood. If the material value alone is considered, other instruments may not be as good as this Xiqin. The hibiscus sacred tree is extremely rare."
Mu Xueling talked about this Xiqin with a pity on his face, and sighed leisurely: "Unfortunately, it was damaged too badly, and Xiqin's skills have been lost, and the score does not exist at all."
Yue Weiwei said: "Sister, it seems to have no strings."
"It's useless to have strings. Now I don't even know how to make them sound. No one can study how to make strings." Mu Xueling said casually.
Yue Weiwei smiled and said: "I have also heard of Xiqin. It is said that it was made by the ancestor of the Azure Dragon. Apart from him, there are very few people who can control it, and it has been lost in ancient times."
"That's what I said." Mu Xueling said casually. She was not very interested in Xi Qin.
Isn't this... an erhu?
The corner of Lin Yun's mouth twitched, and it suddenly rang. It was obvious that the bow could not make any sound.
When he was about to say something, Mu Xueling walked forward and said: "You don't need these for the time being. The organ in your hand is much better than the one here."
Lin Yun was a little surprised, this Mu Xueling had already recognized Feng Leiqin.
After arriving on the third floor, Lin Yun's vision suddenly became clear.
This is an independent space. This is an extremely empty temple. At the end of the temple stands an ancient altar.
The altar is burning with raging flames, and in the burning fire, there is a lonely old scroll.
The flame was golden, emitting an extremely dazzling light, and the jumping flame seemed to be alive. The entire hall was filled with Sheng Wei who roared out of the fire, and Lin Yun suddenly faced him, almost being shaken out.
Wow!
At a critical moment, Mu Xueling released her semi-sage power to counteract this pressure.
Compared with the golden sacred fire, what shocked Lin Yun even more was the scroll in the flame. The scroll did not know what to build. Burning in the sacred flame for such a long time, it was not damaged at all, but it looked golden and sacred and solemn.
"This is the Golden Crow Sacred Fire. Inside the altar, there is the Sun God Array, which can keep this fire from extinguishing for thousands of years. The surface of the altar is purely poured by the Golden Crow Sacred Blood. One of his secrets." Mu Xueling stopped and said calmly.
"What about the picture scroll?"
Lin Yun asked.
Mu Xueling whispered: "The picture scroll is the purpose of bringing you here. Your spiritual power cultivation is too weak. Although you have mastered the voice of the sage, your spiritual power is still unable to exert the power of the voice of the sage."
"For example, it's like you have the sky sword intent, but only the cultivation base of the star monarch realm can exert the power of the sky sword intent?"
Lin Yun's expression was slightly startled, always feeling that Mu Xueling seemed to care about something.
But the other party's expression was calm, his eyes kept falling on the Golden Crow Altar, without any intention to look at him.
Lin Yun pondered: "Even in the realm of the **** pill, it can't exert the power of the sky sword intent, and even the dragon vein is quite reluctant."
"Really?"
Mu Xueling looked back at him, and Lin Yun was a little frustrated.
"But there are always some geniuses in this world who will master the sword intent of the sky in the realm of dragon veins." Mu Xueling said: "They will master the voice of sages in the realm of the fifth-rank Saint Profound Master..."
"Who will the Holy Elder talk about?"
Lin Yun blinked and smiled: "My current spiritual power is also in the realm of a seventh-grade Saint Profound Master."
"The seventh rank is still far behind. The Saint Profound Master has a total of 13 ranks. If you want to perform at the Langya Festival, you need at least rank 9..."
Mu Xueling continued: "As for the voice of the sage, you have to advance to the voice of the great sage. You just barely enter the venue now."
Lin Yun was shocked and lost his voice: "The Langya event is so scary?"
"Will this saint lie to you?"
Mu Xueling said faintly: "Your half-hearted melody, it's okay to bluff outsiders. When you meet a real master, you have nothing to fight back."
"What is a real master?" Lin Yun said: "Aren't those people at the Xiyuan Banquet?"
"If those people are, why didn't they enter the other three major bands and still rely on the so-called Fengyuanjun?" Mu Xueling said lightly: "As for the real masters, don't you have one by your side? ?"
Lin Yun glanced away and looked at Yue Weiwei.
Yue Weiwei smiled and said: "I am not a master, Brother Lin is the master."
Lin Yun smiled, obviously not believing in Yue Weiwei.
Yue Weiwei sighed: "Brother Lin is definitely a master. The time for Brother Yun to practice the rhythm is less than a year. Compare Brother Yun with those who have practiced for more than ten years and decades. It’s not fair at all."
Mu Xueling said: "Langya Festival will not tell you fair and unfair."
Lin Yun smirked, Yue Weiwei said so, and that Mu Xueling said it was true.
The most important thing is that the other party has no reason to deceive yourself.
Lin Yun pondered: "What is in the scroll?"
"In the scroll, there is a scroll of **** patterns drawn by the blood of the Golden Crow. Now that your injury has recovered, you can barely withstand the tempering of the blood of the gods."
Mu Xueling said: "If you want to improve your spiritual strength in a short time, it is impossible without the help of external objects. Other people are the same. They have even had external assistance since they were young, but there is no such **** pattern. The picture is powerful."
God pattern scroll!
Lin Yun was taken aback. He had seen some **** patterns that were all acquired **** patterns, but he had never seen a picture scroll completely interwoven with **** patterns.
A single **** pattern is already extremely amazing. How terrifying is a picture composed entirely of **** patterns?
I didn't dare to think about it. I felt my scalp numb after thinking about it. Shang Palace is really capable of it.
Wow!
Mu Xueling waved from the air, and the scroll in the Golden Crow Sacred Fire slowly opened, and a pool appeared on the white drawing paper. There were nine lotus leaves of different colors in the pool.
There is a faint smoke floating above the lotus leaves, the smoke lingers, and the picture scroll gives a strong vague and evil beauty.
"It's actually a Nine Lotus Picture." Yue Weiwei blinked in surprise.
Along with the unfolding of the scroll, the power contained in the **** pattern quietly diffused in this space, and the two sacred seals in Lin Yunxuan Palace trembled.
Absorbed all the aura that escaped from the scroll, and immediately, the spiritual power in Lin Yunxuan Palace grew a lot.
At the same time, there was a rush of heat in the body.
Only an instant, Lin Yun's internal organs, flowing blood and the surface of his skin were all aching, as if they were being burned by some kind of flame.
"It's amazing."
Lin Yun looked at the picture scroll in the distance, with a deep surprise in his eyes.
"This is a picture drawn by the blood of the Golden Crow. Even if you don't do anything, standing here can increase the dragon's essence, soul power, and physical body."
Mu Xueling slowly said: "If you enter the altar to practice, the speed will be ten times a hundred times faster, but how long you can last depends on your good fortune. You should also feel the power of the golden crow blood, even if you are now The flesh cannot really resist it."
Lin Yun nodded, he could feel Mu Xueling not telling lies.
"Brother Lin, are you sure you want to cultivate here? This Golden Crow Altar, I heard that many people have been burned to ashes. Look at the smoke in the picture scroll, it is the dead person who died..."
Yue Weiwei said with a worried expression in her eyes.
"She was right."
Mu Xueling said: "The objects painted by the gods have spirituality. You can treat all the nine kinds of sacred lotus in the painting as living things. You are using them for cultivation, and they are also using your blood for cultivation. "
Lin Yun's pupils shrank sharply, is there such a thing?
Such a weird thing~IndoMTL.com~ It was the first time he heard about it, and he was really surprised.
"What do you think?" Mu Xueling looked at Lin Yun.
"Do I have a choice?"
Lin Yun stared at the Nine Lotus Sacred Map and said softly.
If he doesn't advance, he will retreat. During the period of his injury, he has been fine-tuning the rhythm, wasting a lot of martial arts cultivation time.
And not in the sect, there is no master's guidance, and the swordsmanship training has been reduced a lot.
If you pay such a big price to be unable to perform in the Langya event, then everything will be lost.
He is going to the Langya event, not only for the Canglong line, but also for the three fruits!
If you can get the legendary three-life fruit, it can greatly compensate for Lin Yun's weakness of not having enough time for cultivation.
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