Mortal: Settled in Mo Mansion at the beginning

Chapter 142 Music
Hu Ming felt that during Luohu's heyday, he might not be his current opponent, but at this moment, the world left behind made him somewhat unable to start.

'If this guy were alive, the situation would be easier to handle. 'Hu Ming thought to himself.

Now that he has passed away, the small world left behind is almost embedded in the spiritual world. The seven-layered abyss seems to be a fruit handle.

The world is like a tree, and this place of Styx is a fruit hanging on it.

Of course, the world is not a tree, and the land of the Styx is not a fruit. But at this moment, the two are connected, and the laws of the small world and the laws of the spirit world are blended, but it is difficult to distinguish.

After walking around, Hu Ming only got a few things here. If there are any, he feels that they seem to be useless, or they seem to be useful, but they seem to be useless.

In the end, he came out of this ghostly place without staying any longer and set out to return.

Unhurriedly, for more than twenty years, Hu Ming unhurriedly visited the caves of several powerful clans, Mahayana and some fellow Taoists with special physiques, and returned to the territory of the human race.

After traveling for hundreds of years, nothing has changed much on the human race.

The huge formation surrounded the entire human and demon territory, leaving only one entrance to Tianyuan City.

For hundreds of years, there has been almost no change in Tianyuan City. Even the people on duty are still the same group when Hu Ming left.

A few guys looked either lazy or alert as before.

Just like the clouds in the sky that disperse and gather again.

And the palace-like cave he specially selected, located in a huge desert between the human race and the demon race, gradually took shape.

A huge desert, a rare place on top of a top-grade spiritual vein. At this moment, the wind and sand subside, the clouds and smoke are steaming, and the palaces are connected.

Many Taoist friends Hu Ming brought here back then, now that nearly a thousand years have passed, most of them have successfully broken through to become gods, and their cultivation has improved faster, such as Bingfeng, who is already in the late stage of god transformation, and is only one step away from refining the void. , In addition, there are some good seedlings and Taoist fellows of Lianxu recruited by Hu Ming after his ascension, and they can manage this spiritual vein well.

Although it only stops at being good.

Without high-level monks in charge, it is impossible to say how well such a force can develop.

On the other hand, Han Li was different from the one who had started running around in these years.

At this moment, I am nestled in a place with good spiritual energy, and I am diligently preparing the elixir for ripening, then refining the elixir, swallowing it, and practicing hard.

Now, relying on the accumulation of a large number of pills, he has reached the late stage of spiritual transformation.

The problem of Danfang was solved by Hu Ming.

However, as he continued to swallow the pills, he gradually encountered a bottleneck.

At this moment, I am also considering whether to go out and travel around, looking for opportunities.

But because Hu Ming had asked him to help collect the elixirs before, he couldn't leave directly at this time. He could only continue to ripen some of the elixirs that Hu Ming wanted.

When Hu Ming came back at this moment, he harvested a wave of crops and used some skills and magical powers to exchange all his hard work over the years.

There are dozens of fully mature spiritual eye trees that are millions of years old, which are the raw materials used to refine the spiritual gathering pile.

This is a grand formation that can be called a luxury in the fairy world.

A complete spirit-gathering pile requires seventy-two million-year-old spiritual eye trees as the formation base.

With so many spiritual eye trees, even a small green bottle would take hundreds of years of hard work. Fortunately, Hu Ming had been planning for a long time, and now he had collected enough numbers.

However, it was only enough to make up the number needed for the original spirit-gathering stakes, and it could be used to make do for the time being.

From what Hu Ming had figured out on his own, he might be able to go a step further in the layout of the Great Zhoutian Spirit Gathering Immortal Palace, which would require thousands of spiritual eye trees. He himself had a feeling of being alive.

Apart from anything else, he brought back a lot of elixirs from the fairy world at this time, and the red fruit inside was even more unlimited.

With these immortal elixirs around, it's hard to say how much green liquid can be freed up to do this, and it's hard to say how useful a large Zhoutian Spirit Gathering Array will be.

After all, the original spirit-gathering pile is actually more than enough in this spiritual world.

If you continue to strengthen it, the effect will not be improved too much. It is better to brew more immortal wine. This thing, if consumed for a long time, is somewhat useful to true immortals, but it is enough to offset it.

However, Hu Ming could only think about all these things and went out for a trip to trade various immortal elixirs that were about to ripen to Han Li.

He also borrowed a large number of cultivated mature gold-eating insects, and then sneaked back to the palace with a large number of elixirs.

Comparatively speaking, this palace is more like his base camp. In terms of scale, it is much more luxurious than the Jingyue Pavilion of the Tianpeng tribe.

Each of the continuous palaces is comparable in size to the Jingyue Pavilion, and at the same time, the style is much more gorgeous. With tens of thousands of people gathered, it is also much more lively.

The palace style and formation structure were designed by Hu Ming. At this time, he seemed to be very familiar with it, so he opened the formation and slipped in.

Passing through a large palace with a honeycomb-like structure, we entered the main hall located deep inside.

The palaces seemed to be floating on layers of clouds, and wrapped in these layers of clouds, there was a cloud like a mirage.

There are layers of pavilions and pavilions in the clouds, which seem to be illusory and unreal.

If you don't know how to do it, this cloud will be illusory and out of reach, but if you follow the normal path, you can enter this mysterious realm full of spiritual energy.

From the outside, it looks like a cloud the size of an attic, but once inside, you can see a space the size of a small town.

The entire space is like a gorgeous loft, gorgeous but a bit weird in style. The floors are staggered and the spaces are overlapping. It feels like a large number of apartment buildings are being cut into it.

Without the guidance of spiritual consciousness, if you enter it, you may end up getting lost in the layered space of the stairs if you are not careful.

After Hu Ming came in, he appeared on an inconspicuous balcony in this huge pavilion. When he came out of the balcony, there were two rows of flower bed-style spiritual platforms with spiritual plants planted on them.

Entering the balcony, there is a living room-like space. Going further in, you will see a bedroom-like room with a large jade-like bed and some seemingly weird facilities.

This bedroom-like space is not closed. Instead, it is connected to a staircase and a corridor. It looks like it extends in all directions.

After Hu Ming came in, he turned around and saw that there was no one inside, so he walked along the corridor.

When I came through the corridor, I saw a restaurant-like place, which looked a bit like a bar, with a wooden bar-like dining table, and a small kitchen-like room behind it.

And this restaurant-like location is still not closed, but has several corridors, each leading to one place.

After a brief observation, without much hesitation, he found a corridor and walked over. There was a square-like platform coming from the corridor.

On the square-like platform, there are several spiritual fields like flower beds lined with lush spiritual plants. Various spiritual plants spread out, dividing the square space like a park.

Continuing to move forward along the road separated by spiritual plants in the flower bed, and after bypassing several facilities, Hu Ming entered a room that looked like a piano room.

In a relatively spacious room, a couple of girls in Mo Yuzhu, dressed in palace attire, are studying piano music.

Playing the piano with plain hands, the slender fingers with ivory-like texture plucked it, and tinkling sounds flowed out like clear springs in the mountains.

Suddenly, the sound of the piano stopped, but Mo Caihuan, who had a slightly uncertain temperament, turned his eyes and saw Hu Ming who had walked to the side at some point, and stopped moving his hands. When one person stopped, the artistic conception came to an abrupt end. The girls Mo Fengwu and Mo Yuzhu next to them stopped with green-white fingers and turned to look at Mo Caihuan.

Then he saw Mo Caihuan standing up with a look of surprise on his face and walking quickly to the side.

Looking in the direction, he saw Hu Ming standing quietly in the corner like a spectator. The next moment, Mo Caihuan walked quickly to the place.

"Sect Master!" Mo Caihuan shouted in a grumpy voice, with a pair of slightly strange eyes showing a layer of mist.

"Well, you played well and made some progress." Hu Ming praised with a smile.

"The sect leader has been out for so long this time. He must have walked a lot. Will it be very hard? Do you want me to help you massage and relax?" Mo Caihuan followed and came over, tired of what Hu Ming was saying. .

Dianjiang Ying's lips were slightly open, her breath was like blue, and her slender hands were squeezing Hu Ming's shoulders in a decent manner, looking like a well-behaved person.

"This time I went out and actually walked a long way and found a lot of good things." Hu Ming said.

While taking a look at the guy who was showing off his hospitality.

He is not a mortal. He needs someone to relax after a long journey.

When Mo Caihuan saw Hu Ming looking over, he suddenly seemed even more attentive.

The green-white little hands kneaded hard for a while,

However, with his current physical training level, if he does not let go of his magic power, he will not be able to press it with his strength. Under such circumstances, there is no effect at all.

However, this guy didn't take it seriously at all.

"Sect Master, did you find something good?" While pressing the button, he asked like a child.

At this time, Mo Yuzhu and the other girls came over from the side, and among them was a musical master who Hu Ming had recently recruited in the spiritual world.

"Lord Sect Master." Several people stepped forward one after another and shouted.

Compared to Mo Caihuan, who has an out-of-touch personality, the people here seem more calm.

Seeing the few people approaching, Hu Ming nodded as a response, and then made a slight gesture with his eyes, but did not exchange much greetings.

He just held the ink color ring in his hand, brought it to the piano table and sat down. With one free hand, he plucked the strings, plucked the strings with his fingers, and a string of piano sounds sounded.

Then I saw Hu Ming whispering something to Mo Caihuan on the other side, while playing on the strings.

The sound of the piano rose melodiously. Several people around him knew the principles of the piano. When they heard the sound of the piano, they quickly understood what Hu Ming meant.

Now they each return to their respective piano stands and sing in harmony. But I saw Hu Ming here, chatting with people and playing the strings at the same time, but he seemed to be quite at ease.

However, as the original owner of the piano platform, Mo Caihuan was in a bad state at this time.

Hu Ming seemed to have said something to him in a low voice, causing the blush on his face to spread visibly to the naked eye.

Then he hesitated for a moment, and then started to sing the slightly weird lyrics taught by Hu Ming.

The lyrics only have some weird syllables and no phrases, but the syllables are so overwhelming that it's hard to speak.

After being taught by Hu Ming, Mo Caihuan's face turned reddish. After a little hesitation, he spoke.

It seemed that he was too embarrassed to bear it, so he saw hot air blowing out from his mouth and nose, but it was also obvious that it was a bit hotter and humid than before.

And as he opened his mouth, the melodious sound of the piano, like mountains and flowing water, was suddenly mixed with a muffled hum that seemed unbearable and had some indescribable meaning.

It was as if he had suffered an unspeakable and powerful sudden attack.

Mo Caihuan, who sang such a sound, turned crimson and looked at Hu Ming angrily.

But then I saw Hu Ming playing the strings of the piano as if nothing was wrong, while looking at her with some doubts.

He seemed to be asking why he didn't continue singing.

Mo Caihuan's crimson face showed a bit of annoyance, and his pretty brows were furrowed, and they slowly relaxed after a while.

But there was nothing he could do about Hu Ming. Under his questioning gaze, he could only continue to sing in that weird accent.

'I don't know where the sect leader learned such a tune when he went out this time. ' Mo Caihuan thought secretly in his heart.

I was thinking secretly in my heart, feeling that such music was becoming more and more difficult to listen to, but there was still a sound in my mouth and nose that sounded like I was trying to endure it, but it was unbearable.

It seems to be there but not there, like sorrow and resentment, intertwined in the sound of the piano, it seems a little noisy, but if you listen carefully, you will find that this sound has been completely integrated into the sound of the piano.

It was like a vague and sad sound in the deep valley. A woman was whispering something in the high mountains and flowing water, showing coldness, depression and sadness.

All kinds of sounds are inexplicably intertwined and harmonious, and merge into a melodious sound.

The melodious sound of the piano spread out, and with the support of Hu Ming's magic power, it quickly filled the entire secret realm.

Along with the sound of the piano, in a corner of this secret realm, the female cultivator who was tending to a garden-like spiritual plant moved her eyes slightly and looked towards the corner of this secret realm like an attic.

There were also several female cultivators who were reading classics in a library-like arrangement, and they looked up as if they were aware of it.

In a secret realm the size of a small town, there are various architectural patterns.

People who were reading books or pruning spiritual plants were doing their own things. They all looked up as if they were aware of the sound of the piano.

The sound of the piano is like a stream, flowing down like a mountain stream.

There are thousands of people in the secret realm now doing their own things, but at this moment they all hear such a vague sound.

At first, the sound seemed nonexistent, but if you listened carefully, you would find that the sound gradually became clearer and more obvious.

"Did you hear that guy is back?" Someone suddenly said.

It is really easy for people to guess something with the sound of the piano.

After this secret realm was built, no outsiders came in.

For hundreds of years, it has been rare to hear any very special sounds, but the sound of the piano at this moment is obviously different from the past, and it has profound attainments in the magical power of music.

It seems that there is only one person who can enter this secret realm, have such musical and magical attainments, and at the same time play such a slightly extravagant music.

"Who else but that guy could play such a piece of music like this here?"

"Indeed, apart from the sect master, there are very few people who can play such melodious music with so much elegance."

　Take a day off tomorrow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)