When I become a demon king, I want to change my department to the Taoist sect.

Chapter 152 Flute Music

The sound of the flute is melodious and crisp. It is really different from the style Wang Heng has shown before. On the contrary, it is quite consistent with the romantic spring river and the beauty looking back.

The vast cold river is filled with mist, and the bright moon shines on the white sand. At ten o'clock in the night, the building and the boat were moored by the river. There was a young and beautiful lady, playing the piano with her bare hands, and a handsome young man, who was poetry and wine.

Although the East China Sea and the Middle Earth are very close, they still belong to two major cultivation areas. There are many conflicts on weekdays. Naturally, the many immortal families in the East China Sea are not so harmonious with the Middle Earth families.

But for aristocratic families like those in the East China Sea, whose background is still shallow, they say they look down on the Middle-earth aristocratic families, but in terms of their words and deeds, they often imitate them.

So when Wang Heng played this song, everyone seemed to be on the Jinling River, the most famous river in China, in Chi County, experiencing the romantic life of a noble son from China, and they were a little addicted for a while.

Ji Yi also nodded slightly and thought to himself: "Could it be that Brother Wang is also a member of some aristocratic family in China, hiding his identity and wandering around here? Otherwise, how could he know so much about the life of the Jinling family?"

Halfway through the sound, someone who was really obsessed with the law said with half joy and half sadness: "If this continues, these two are tied again, how can we compare next!"

But at this moment, an incompatible high note was played. It was sharp, weird, and cold. It was very disconnected from the romantic scene on the river. It instantly brought the addicted people back to reality.

The music geek who was admiring this sound slapped his thigh when he heard the sound, and said regretfully: "What a pity, what a pity, why did I make a mistake!"

However, Wang Heng's expression remained unchanged, and he was still playing his "Spring River Flower Moonlight Night" with full concentration!

The sound of the flute turned from melodious to noisy, like a boiling soup, which was unbearable to listen to.

There were even some people in the field who couldn't resist the demonic sound, so they used their magical powers and closed their ears, only to feel that the world was finally pure.

But when he turned around to look at the crowd around him, he found that all of them suddenly had expressions of panic and fear on their faces, and some even had tears in their eyes.

Some people couldn't hold back their strong curiosity and opened their ears. When they received the magic sound, they suddenly found themselves in a place that looked like the end of the world.

Looking up at the sky, blood clouds gathered to cover the sky and the sun. In just a few breaths, they blocked the sun and made the world turn from sunny to dark.

The blood clouds were pressing down, and the wind was shrill and shrill, like the screams of ghosts. What was even more terrifying was that there were so many human figures in the clouds, but if you looked closely, you could see that they were all roaring skeletons and ferocious hungry ghosts.

Countless fish and shrimps jumped out of the water in the Jinling River, showing their uneasiness. The singers on the boat also stopped singing and scurried around like headless flies.

And those noble gentlemen and young ladies turned pale and panicked out of control.

While shining layers of precious light to protect her body, she cried and called to her attendants. She was no longer as graceful as she had just been when she was reciting poems and drinking wine.

A hundred-foot-tall red-skinned hungry ghost grabbed dozens of beauties with just a gentle hug, and put them all into his mouth, chewing them with a squeaking sound.

Those nobles who had boasted that they were almost omnipotent in the past saw such a terrifying scene, but they didn't even have the courage to take action and just ran away like crazy.

The red clouds in the sky were billowing, and the billowing demonic energy gathered into a demon wearing a black robe and surrounded by a dense blood energy.

He stood upright in the sky with a majestic gaze that could be seen by the entire city, and fear gradually spread into everyone's heart.

I saw him wave his hand, and endless resentment, hatred, malice, madness, and despair emerged from everyone's distracting thoughts, and then turned into a substantial demon, rushing toward the river and into the city.

The monks of the aristocratic family who had not fought for a long time, after this sudden change, only knew how to flee crazily towards the family's stronghold, and then opened the restrictions, trying to save their lives.

A direct descendant of a noble family was protected by three monks with higher cultivation levels to prevent him from losing his life in the chaos.

There are almost no monks in the city, and without their protection, facing the endless blood shadows and demons, all the people can close their eyes and wait for death!

In the real and illusory sound of the flute, everyone, including Ji Yi, was pulled into this illusion and turned into a mortal withered grass under the evil tribulation.

No wonder they all looked frightened and had deathly expressions on their faces. Even Luo You couldn't help but admire: "The bloody sea demon catastrophe in Jinling was so realistic. Guizong really has a good seedling. For him, it is not difficult for him to become a first-class elixir!"

Yan Cai looked at Wang Heng in the crowd and sighed: "This boy's talents remind me of Patriarch Bi Xin. Unfortunately, there are many worries in the pavilion now, which is very detrimental to his growth!"

Luo You waved his hand and said: "Those who can achieve enlightenment must have gone through hardships to achieve success. Why do you care so much?"

Yan Cai's eyes wandered, and he nodded and said: "What the senior said is absolutely true. If I care, it will lead to chaos."

The sound of the flute in the hall remains the same, and the illusion continues.

But someone broke away from the audience. This person had a thin and handsome face, and was dressed in a straight white robe. He was somewhat similar to Ji Yi. He was actually a Yin Shen Lord. Except for Tang Yuan and a few others, everyone in the audience This is the person with the highest cultivation level.

He is also Ji Yi's uncle. In addition to protecting Ji Yi, he is also the leader in this interaction with the Fang family.

The Five Emperors family has done many things like this to interfere in the affairs of the Immortal Sect through the family.

Under such means, many immortal sects have transformed from a relatively independent immortal sect to a practicing family that needs to rely on Yunmeng Pavilion and the Five Emperors Family.

It is these aristocratic families that support the trade market in the Immortal World based on Yunmeng's Talisman.

Although they clearly know that these people's actions are digging the foundation of those immortal sects.

But if the power of the family in this sect has grown, they will involuntarily move closer to the form and ideology of the Five Emperors family.

And in essence, these cultivating families did get a lot of benefits, but the immortal sect was destroyed.

This time, Miaoyin Pavilion is the first first-class immortal sect that the Five Emperors Family planned to transform...a top force with Yuanshen alive and Lingbao in charge.

If successful, the significance is immeasurable.

The combination of Ji Yi and Fang Nishang is the most important part of this matter, so there is no way it can be missed.

His expression remained unchanged, but he was already quietly taking action.

He also knew the character of his nephew. If he really killed this person at will, he might lose his temper on the spot and end the cooperation.

Therefore, what he quietly released just now was a strange spiritual power, which was soundless and colorless. It was a method that was close to the inner demon, called the spirit of confusion.

It can infect the soul through sight and hearing, and invisibly destroy that person's soul.

The best thing is that no abnormality can be seen on the spot. It will only interfere with Wang Heng's performance. In the eyes of others, it will be as if he is unable to do anything if he continues to play.

In the future, he can let him control it at will. Just a thought can make the person who is using the technique disappear and lose his life.

Yan Cai was furious when he saw this man's behavior and reached out to save him.

But Tang Yuan stopped her and said: "If you take action, you will be hindered a lot, but you may leave something to talk about. Even if you let him do something, a certain family has already used tricks and is waiting for him!"

(End of this chapter)