school flower genius

Chapter 1050 You are too weak

Having said that, Huangji Ning Yuan didn't hesitate at all, and squeezed his left hand fiercely, the heart held in the palm of his right hand trembled suddenly under the sudden squeeze, and seven silk threads immediately emerged from the heart, Afterwards, Huangji Ningyuan grabbed the seven silk threads, and without any hesitation, he also inserted the seven silk threads into his right arm.

At the same time, Huangji Ning Yuan's face showed a touch of confidence, he smiled coldly at Han Qing, and with two fingers together, he moved the fourteen silk threads on his arm.

Ding Dong!

The same melody sounded again, but this time, the melody sounded thicker, and the rhythm of the melody was at least twice as fast, causing a buzzing sound to fill the cover immediately, shaking people's eardrums. It hurts, but fortunately the cover is soundproof, except for Han Qing and Huangji Ningyuan, no one in the cabin can hear the sound.

Huangji Ningyuan sneered, and said: "Little bastard, even a cultivator who crosses the catastrophe can't resist this divine comedy. Even if your divine sense is stronger than mine, you can't resist it at all. The only one who can hold his mind in this melody is a true immortal from the upper realm! What are you, how can you have such a cultivation as a true immortal!"

It can be seen that Huangji Ningyuan is very confident in himself. The melody played by the seven silk threads is indeed not comparable to the melody played by the fourteen silk threads. The latter not only has a faster rhythm, but also has a stronger sound penetration. The moment the melody sounded, the sea of ​​consciousness that Han Qing had just repaired split open again, and then the entire sea of ​​consciousness trembled violently in the melody, and after only two breaths of time, he saw that the sea of ​​consciousness actually had One corner has crumbled.

At the same time, the turtle spirit mother who had returned to Han Qing's dantian did not help Han Qing at all, but only experienced the experience of changing from a woman to a man, and said, "Huangji Ningyuan is really not easy. Fourteen silk threads are used to play the Xuanxu Requiem. The more silk threads are used in this piece, the more powerful it will be. Back then, when Old Jiang became a god, only eighteen silk threads were used, even if it was only eighteen. Countless great masters can't resist it at all, this person plays with fourteen silk strings now, four are missing, but if its power is used to deal with you, it can be said to be more than enough."

"Hmph, it's nothing more than fourteen silk threads to destroy one's own prestige. With Taoism in hand, why am I afraid of this person? Even if he plays with a hundred silk threads, so what? It's not like he can't shake me." Han Qing said with a sneer.

The Gui Ling polluted mother curled her lips and said, "Are you really not understanding or are you pretending not to understand? The Xuanxu Requiem can only be played with 55 silk threads at most, and the number that surpasses the world is 55 in total. The Xuanxu Requiem is a coincidence. How can the fairy song of the number of heaven and earth break away from the category of number of heaven and earth?"

"55 strings?" Han Qing was stunned. Only 55 strings are enough to calm down a group of great experts. If [-] strings are played together, even the true immortals from the upper world will fall into the sound of the piano, and To deal with Han Qing, fourteen strings are more than enough. Huangji Ningyuan is playing with fourteen strings at this time. He must have been pushed by Han Qing, but the former may not realize that Han Qing is With Daowen on his body, even if he played with fourteen strings, it was impossible to threaten Han Qing.

Gui Lingwu nodded and said, "That's right, but I remember that at the moment when the Xuanxu Requiem was derived, it only used 21 strings to play it at most. In terms of Huangji Ningyuan's cultivation , can only play a maximum of twelve strings at the same time, but this person has played fourteen strings now, and with his cultivation level, he can't control so many strings at all. Although the Xuanxu Requiem at this time is powerful, But presumably he won't last long."

The turtle spirit filthy mother has a wide range of knowledge, and naturally saw Huangji Ningyuan's weakness. With his cultivation level, it is impossible to play fourteen strings. It's good luck not to be backlashed by the sound of the piano. If he continues to persevere, he may be killed by the sound of the piano before Han Qing gets caught up in the sound of the piano.

Of course, Huangji Ningyuan's life-and-death turtle spirit mother will not take it seriously. After all, this person is her and Han Qing's opponent. It's fine if he doesn't die. If he dies, he will cut off an opponent for them. There is no such thing as It is necessary to remember.

The turtle spirit mother's guess is also close to ten. Although Huangji Ningyuan secretly practiced the technique of distracting the mind and made good achievements, he grew into a monk in the mid-stage of Dao Slashing, but with his current cultivation base He still couldn't control the Soul-Cracking Divine Comedy perfectly. The thirteen strings were already his limit. However, in order to kill Han Qing, Huang Ji Ning Yuan did not hesitate to pluck the fourteen strings. Such a move has greatly exceeded his limit. range of capabilities.

After playing for less than five breaths, the mana in Huangji Ningyuan's body had bottomed out. At the sixth breath, his face flushed again. At the seventh breath, Huangji Ningyuan only heard a puff. , spat out a mouthful of blood, and a dead gray color appeared on his face.

"Why haven't you fallen into the sound of the piano?" At the same time, seeing Han Qing who was still standing upright in front of him, he finally couldn't help the doubt in his heart, and asked with a gloomy expression.

Han Qing smiled slightly, raised his arms, and then spread them out. A golden light flew out of his body, turned into a rune, and merged into his palm. Immediately afterwards, Han Qing raised his palm, Put it in front of Huangji Ningyuan, and said: "The frog at the bottom of the well, do you know what this is?"

That Huangji Ningyuan raised his head and stared at Han Qing's palm. After seeing the strange rune the size of a pigeon egg in the palm of his originally gloomy face, a look of fear suddenly appeared on his face, and he backed away again and again. Trembling, he said, "Dao... Dao... Dao... Daowen!"

Han Qing sneered, and said: "It seems that you are not blind, and you still recognize this thing, hum, since you recognize this thing, you should know that with your current strength, even if you play fourteen strings, it is impossible Shake my primordial spirit, Huang Ji Ning Yuan, you——are too weak!"

Daowan!

That kid actually woke up Daowen!

The monks in the world know very little about the secret of Daowen. After all, Han Qing rarely uses Daowen in front of others. Han Qing will never consider performing Daowen unless he has no other means. I don't know what the purpose of Daowen is, so what's the point of using it?
However, during the previous speculation, Han Qing suddenly realized that his Daoist text seemed to be able to restrain the piano sound of the Xuanxu Requiem. At that time, the latter really couldn't shake his primordial spirit anymore. The moment he saw the corner of his sea of ​​consciousness collapsed, Han Qing urged Daowen without hesitation, and quietly covered it in his palm. Huangji Ningyuan didn't know this At one point, I thought that the sound of my piano had completely collapsed Han Qing's sea of ​​consciousness. Unexpectedly, the moment Han Qing urged Daowen, not only was the sea of ​​consciousness not shaken by the sound of the piano, but it was wrapped in his mana and slowly restored by golden mana. .

It is naturally impossible for Huangji Ningyuan to know this.

Seeing that Han Qing was bathed in the sound of the piano but remained unmoved, Huangji Ningyuan finally realized the problem, and when he saw the Dao text, he finally understood the whole story.

Huangji Ningyuan would never have imagined that Han Qing not only awakened the Dayan Holy Body, not only was he an immortal, but he also awakened Daowen!Is this a fucking evildoer or a monster?Is this fucking human?Even though Huangji Ningyuan is a young prince, he couldn't help but swear at this moment. After all, these three things were too shocking for him, and the complicated mood was hard to describe in words. Thousands of words can only be turned into this swearing Let it out.

The only thing in the world that can easily resist the Divine Comedy is that Dao Wen!The ancestors mentioned this matter before, but for thousands of years, no monk has awakened Daowen. Damn it, no one has been able to wake up for thousands of years. Why did this bastard in front of him woke up?Daowen is the only thing that can restrain the ecstasy and cracking soul song. If others have not awakened, what qualifications does this little bastard have to awaken Daowen? !Huangji Ningyuan was in a complicated mood. Looking at Han Qing now, the latter had completely turned into a monster in his eyes.

"There is no need to continue the battle, you have won!" Huangji Ningyuan suddenly let go of his right hand, and stopped pulling the silk thread.

The Divine Comedy was his last resort. He originally thought that this magical power would be enough to kill Han Qing, but who knew that this guy would have Daowen protection. Since this person has Daowen, even if he desperately tried to play No.15 It is also impossible for the strings to shake this person. Since the Divine Comedy can no longer threaten this person, how can I be this person's opponent?How can he take advantage of this person?It's better to surrender as soon as possible, so as not to suffer a big loss in this guy's hands.

Huangji Ningyuan, who was also good at calculating, realized that he could no longer defeat Han Qing, how could he continue to stand in a stalemate with Han Qing?The result of continuing the stalemate is nothing more than looking for smoke. He has no tendency to be masochistic, so he put away his supernatural powers happily, and then raised his hand a little, and the dim light curtain covering the heads of the two also collapsed, killing them. It was completely exposed to the public's sight.

"Admit defeat?" Han Qing stared at Huangji Ningyuan with a strange expression, and stood motionless with his hands behind his back, "Am I allowing you to admit defeat?"

If you fucking want to trouble me, you can find it, and if you want to give up, you can just admit defeat. Who do you think you are?Who do you think I am?When I'm a bitch?You can insult me ​​however you want?damn it!Since you want to trouble Lao Tzu, you must expect that it will be impossible for you to control things in the end!
Thinking of this, Han Qing turned cold, stared at Huangji Ningyuan, and said expressionlessly: "Without my permission, you are not qualified to say the word admit defeat!"

Huangji Ningyuan was furious in his heart, secretly thought, I am a majestic little prince, it is very embarrassing to admit defeat in front of everyone, you fucking don't allow me to admit defeat!What do you think I am?The will of the little prince can also be controlled by ordinary people like you? !
"Mr. Han, keep a line in your life. I really want to see you in the future. Don't be too extreme in everything!" Huangji Ningyuan said with a pale face and a cold tone.

"You are right. Everything should be accepted as soon as it is good. But, have you ever accepted it? The grievances between me and Nishang are none of your business. You want to intervene? So what if I don't respect her? I scold her So what about being a slut? Are you going to bring a knife to destroy my Han family?" Han Qing said expressionlessly,

After a pause, Han Qing continued: "Princess Nishang is insidious and cunning. She has exhausted her tricks and wants Mo Xin to marry Ji Xiongying. Just say it outright. Why do you have to beat around the bush and have this kind of birthday party? As a princess, she wants Mo Xin to marry Ji Xiongying." Marrying Ji Xiongying, who in the Mo family would dare to disobey? Even if she hacked Prime Minister Mo to death with a knife, who in the court would dare to seek justice for Prime Minister Mo? The bitch still wants to set up a memorial archway, isn't this a bitch, what is it? Did I say something wrong about her?"

After saying that, the originally noisy cabin instantly quieted down, and a maddening pressure permeated the cabin, making everyone who heard Han Qing's words dare not make a sound.

(End of this chapter)