Seeing Zhou Shu retreating step by step, Kunlun monks did not have a trace of self-satisfaction.

On the contrary, they were even more surprised. After Zhou Shu was hit so much, the Taoist tower was still stable and recovered slowly, and there was no sign of decline. They could see that although the offensive was fierce, the result was still not changed and there was no chance of victory.

The battle situation has come to this point, which they have never expected before.

Four elders from the Tribulation Realm besieged Zhou Shu, three of whom were eighth level of the Tribulation Realm, but they still couldn't even see any chance of victory. Moreover, their seventh level elder was driven out of the battlefield by Zhou Shu's sword, which was unbelievable.

"He is much better than expected, and the information is wrong."

Tailang couldn't help but say, "He is the first one in the world of immortal cultivation who can withstand the attack of the three of us together, and I can't think of a second one."

Lin Qingjue also put away a little arrogant, "The cultivator at the ninth level of the Tribulation Realm may be able to do it, but this is different."

"Yes, the Ninth Level Cultivator would not give us a mobile phone like this, and he... should not do it."

Tailang nodded hesitantly, but also secretly said, "I don't know if it was his intention."

Lin Qingjue immediately said, "It's impossible for us three to take the initiative to attack. Don't think too much about him."

"He is still experiencing the heavenly tribulation, and that heavenly tribulation is still the seventh level of heavenly tribulation..."

Zheng Daoxuan had no expression on his face and was still punching one after another, but he was quite emotional, "If I had known that Zhou Shu was so difficult, we might have changed our target. It might be better if we stopped the other two people before and threatened him."

"You know that's impossible, why bother mentioning it again?"

Lin Qingjue frowned slightly, "Not to mention bullying the small with the big and bullying the small with the more, the two of them are not all the Hokkien Sect. One is the treasure of the Cihang Sect, and the other is the guardian of Wushuang City, Penglai Island. Before the plan is reached, dealing with them both annoyed Wushuang City and Cihang Sect, which is harmful and useless to Kunlun."

Zheng Daoxuan just shook his head, "Just talk."

Tailang followed, "Zhou Shu is also smart. The people who are active outside of the Hokong Sect basically have backgrounds from other aristocratic sects. In addition to them, there are also a few girls from Cihang Sect. Hua Baoxuan's Hualin is also the next head of the Hua family. Zhao Yige is also from the Zhao family in Dongshengzhou. It is difficult to offend the situation before our Kunlun handles the matter in Xihezhou."

"Even that sword belongs to the Xiahou family."

Zheng Daoxuan was quite embarrassed and annoyed, "And the disciples of the Heyin Sect are all huddled in several big cities such as Lingyu City, and they don't go out easily. Even if they walk in Dongshengzhou, they are always cautious. If we send people to deal with it... Too strong will cause a rebound from the sects and families, and if they are too weak, they can't take anyone. It's difficult to deal with the Heyin Sect. Zhou Shu is really cunning..."

"Tell me less, take him down."

Lin Qingjue hummed coldly and ended the communication between the three.

Time flies very quickly.

The battle is still going on, and the heavenly tribulation has fallen by more than a dozen times.

Zhou Shu didn't change much, and he didn't fight back because he was also worried.

During the battle, the opponent's magic tricks changed many times and contained many laws. Zhou Shu gained a lot of experience from it and responded to the past one by one. It seemed that the battle situation was developing in a direction that was beneficial to him, but it was basically Tailang and Zheng Daoxuan who were taking action, while Lin Qingjue was always just an auxiliary character.

This is obviously a problem.

Lin Qingjue is the strongest of the four, and must also play a very important role in the battlefield, not just an auxiliary.

His attack was what Zhou Shu feared the most.

Although most of Zhou Shu's calculations and deductions were placed on Lin Qingjue's joy, Zhou Shu still did not expect that Lin Qingjue would attack him in advance, and he could not take precautions.

With thoughts, the situation changed.

Originally, the three of them were triangular, surrounding Zhou Shu in the middle, but now Lin Qingjue has come closer, facing Zhou Shu alone, while Tailang and Zheng Daoxuan have all stopped and stood behind Lin Qingjue, hundreds of miles away.

Zhou Shu's expression was slightly condensed, "Are you going to take action finally?"

Zheng--

A crisp sound was like a splash of jade.

Lin Qingjue sat upright in the Taoist tower, solemn and solemn. The flute and drum in his hand had disappeared. Instead, it was a seven-string guqin placed on his knees.

"Your Excellency, please listen to a song about the drunkenness."

Flip your hands on the piano, flip your fingertips up and down, and the rhythm follows.

The sound of the piano reaches the ears, unrestrained, agile, unruly, and crazy, and it is hard to say that it is wonderful and touches people's hearts at once. Even Zhou Shu feels unbearable to drive him away, but he quickly realizes it. The sound of the piano should be a means to influence the mind and cannot be listened to it all the time.

Stop hearing and stop hearing.

But it was ineffective. Zhou Shu soon discovered that even though he ignored him, he could still sense the sound of the piano.

Pure and rich, with clear sound and long rhyme, little by little, as the spiritual consciousness continues to enter the sea of ​​consciousness, this is not the actual power that can be perceived, and naturally it cannot be driven away. The mind and mind unconsciously follow the full and melodious sound of the piano, thinking about everything, I am a drunken crazy guest, and it is like a dancing butterfly among flowers, gradually showing signs that I cannot completely control my mind and spirit.

"If you have spiritual consciousness outside, you will feel the sound of the piano."

Zhou Shu seemed to have some enlightenment and looked behind Lin Qingjue. Zheng Daoxuan and Tailang were already far away. They did not look at each other and listened. They looked a little confused in their faces. They could see that they had not even cast their spiritual consciousness, and they only used the Taoist tower to resist the heavenly tribulation and did not hear external objects.

Obviously, the sound of the piano is an indiscriminate control method and has the same impact on his own people. No wonder Lin Qingjue has never taken action.

The spiritual consciousness is the most important means of perception for immortals. If you retract the spiritual consciousness, you will not be able to sense external attacks. However, Zhou Shu can't take back the current situation. He cannot stop the Qinyin from entering the sea of ​​consciousness, and he will inevitably be affected by the unpredictable Qinyin, and he will not be able to completely control his mind. There are tens of thousands of buzzing flies in his head, which are constantly and no one can control himself well. Although the Qinyin sounds nice, it is more dangerous than flies. In battle, slight negligence may bring fatal consequences.

Lin Qingjue's joy of Tao is extraordinary, and he can even affect his opponent without even having to cast or borrow the power of Tao. If he does not apply force, he will not be subjected to force and will not be stopped.

It feels like the simplicity of the way.

The popular Taoism in the mortal world, such as the Taoism in the Taoism, the Taoism of painting, and the Taoism of calligraphy, are different from the Taoism in the world of immortal cultivation. They are not good at being powerful, but rather in ordinary things. When the cultivator works hard on these Taoisms, he can also obtain some unexpected special means.

This is probably the case with Lin Qingjue's piano sound. In order to avoid being affected, the opponent had to put away his spiritual sense.

The spiritual consciousness was closed, and the vision was blurred a lot. The front was full of the disaster clouds and fire, and the opponent could hardly be seen. Only Zhou Shu's eighth sense quickly played a role. The situation within thousands of miles was still clear at a glance, but some invisible and intangible attacks, limited to the degree of mastery of the eighth sense, were a bit difficult to distinguish, and they must be careful.

Of course, the piano sound no longer appears.

"Your Excellency, please listen to another song of flowing water."
Chapter completed!