With all his attention, he slowly picked up the flute, suddenly quickened his movements, put it to his lips, gathered the energy in his Dantian, and blew out the first syllable with a buzzing sound.

One song breaks the heart and the heart, and with the sound of the song, the world becomes silent.

This sound is invisible and can only be played to the soul. Those who are not as good as jade can only hear one syllable and faint immediately. The wind top turned pale at once, as if it had been immobilized, and it was motionless. This flute

As soon as the sound was heard, his soul trembled, his breath was sluggish, his energy and blood stopped, and his hands and feet were numb and unable to obey his orders. He could only muster up all his spirit and will to fight against it, without daring to care about it at all.

The miscellaneous Taoists in the three sects of Xuanmen have always had the art of using music to defeat enemies.

He Wenyu once studied this in depth, and Xu Sanxiao heard her say the first paragraph of the general outline of the Zadao Rhythm Technique: The origin of all sounds is generated by the human heart, and the movement of the human heart is caused by the movement of things. I feel that

Objects move, so they are shaped by sounds. Sounds correspond to each other, so they change; when they become square, they are called sounds; when the sound is played, it is heard, and it is connected to the stems and feathers, which is called joy. Therefore, those who feel sadness, their sounds

He will kill with a sigh of relief; if he is feeling happy, his voice will be loud and slow; if he is feeling happy, his voice will be loose; if he is feeling angry, his voice will be rough and sharp; if he is feeling respectful, his voice will be straight and sharp.

Incorruptible; his voice is gentle and loving.

The ups and downs, the clang and the pauses, the wonderful rhythm, can pursue the high road, elegance and vulgarity, all based on one thought, killing and saving others, all based on one thought.

Xu Sanxiao's melody was learned by chance. It was the first time he played it on the flute. His grasp of the rhythm was not yet mellow and proficient. It was all because the flute itself was a piece of music that could enhance the player's mental will.

It was a treasure, and Xu Sanxiao's spiritual cultivation was more than a step ahead of the wind spinning top, so it worked in one fell swoop.

The sound of the flute gradually gets better, sometimes low and whimpering, sometimes high-pitched and loud, piercing the cracked gold stone. The spiritual will of the wind top is like a tenacious towering peak, allowing the sound of the flute to be corroded and blown by the strong wind of the universe. Xu Sanxiao's flute tone

As soon as it turned, the tune suddenly became softer, just like the gentle caress of a lover's catkins. The tune became more and more ambiguous. The lover's catkins were replaced by her beautiful body, clinging tightly to it, hugging the wind top, and seeking pleasure at will.

This kind of sexual taste, even a man with a heart of gold and stone, will be turned into tenderness around his fingers. As the music becomes more and more enthusiastic, the spirit of the wind top finally loosens, his face turns red, his ears turn red, he shows joy, and he begins to dance without thinking.

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Xu Sanxiao saw that Fenggui Luo's spirit had collapsed. Knowing that the time was right, he immediately put away the flute, stepped over, and snatched the stagnant water gourd from his hand.

As soon as the sound of the flute stopped, a woman's voice shouted angrily at the door: "Stop playing!"

Xu Sanxiao looked up and couldn't help but be startled. He saw a very beautiful person. He was wearing many clothes, but they were extremely messy and could hardly cover his body. The three key parts of his upper and lower points were looming, and his face was flushed with peach blossoms in his eyes.

The woman was standing at the door, looking at herself angrily.

Surprised, he asked: "Who are you?"
Chapter completed!