"The Demon-Suppressing Song?" Ye Feiran blinked and thought of something next moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, "Senior, is the Demon-Suppressing Song specifically designed to deal with those things that become demons? Such as monsters and demon cultivators." Ye Feiran suddenly thought of the important point, and Le Zhengrong couldn't be more satisfied. "Yes, the Demon Suppressing Song can be used to deal with possessed cultivators, demon cultivators, and even monsters." After receiving the affirmative answer, Ye Feiran felt excited. As long as she learns the Demon Suppressing Song now, the number of monsters she kills will only increase slowly. "Senior, let's get started!" Looking at Ye Feiran who couldn't wait, the smile on Le Zhengrong's face deepened, "Don't worry, after learning the Demon Suppressing Song, you also have an additional responsibility, which is to work hard to kill monsters." "Senior, don't worry, I will take on this responsibility." Ye Feiran said seriously. Anyway, it’s not like she was asked to kill all the monsters in the entire fantasy world. "Okay, you are indeed the heir that I have chosen." Le Zhengrong looked pleased. The child in front of him was recognized by the Divine Demonic Qin, and she was a master-level Divine Musician at a young age. Her talent in music cultivation was definitely that of a demon, so he was not worried that she would not be able to learn the Demon-Suppressing Song. "Ahem... Before you learn, I must tell you one thing. The Demon-Suppressing Song is different from the Nine Divine Music Songs. Not everyone can play it." Hearing this, a look of surprise appeared in Ye Feiran's eyes, then he nodded and said, "Senior, I will do my best." "good!" Next, Le Zhengrong took the lead in playing the demon-suppressing song. Ye Feiran listened carefully. The sound of the piano was deep and dark, with low twists and turns, which made people feel as calm as water. While Le Zhengrong was playing, he separated a ray of consciousness to pay attention to Ye Feiran's condition. Seeing her calm expression, he felt even more satisfied. Well, this child has not yet given birth to inner demons. Immediately afterwards, he gave the sheet music of the Demon Suppressing Song to Ye Feiran. Ye Feiran took it carefully and looked at it three times carefully. Le Zhengrong saw her closing the music score and said, "You come and play, take your time!" Ye Feiran had just played a few syllables when he understood what Le Zhengrong said before. It was really difficult to play. Next, she played the Demon Suppressing Song slowly. Although she had many bumps and bumps, she managed to play it in one breath. Le Zhengrong was so excited! If he weren't afraid of losing face in front of the juniors, he couldn't help but stand up and dance. God has been so kind to him, finally allowing him to wait until he becomes the heir who can play the entire Demon Suppressing Song in one go! Under Le Zhengrong's guidance, Ye Feiran played the demon-suppressing song more and more smoothly, and it became more and more beautiful after that. The sound of the piano is melodious and the music is mesmerizing. Naturally, only practitioners who have not given birth to inner demons can experience this feeling. After the song was finished, Le Zhengrong smiled and said, "Not bad, not bad. You are much faster than I was when I was practicing the Demon Suppressing Song." After a pause, he continued, "By the way, in addition to dealing with the situations mentioned before, the Demon Suppressing Song can also help practitioners who have inner demons, either eliminating or suppressing them, but it will consume a lot of your mental energy. Therefore, in order to better deal with monsters, you must not forget to improve your mental power. " Ye Feiran carefully wrote down, "Yes!" Immediately afterwards, Le Zhengrong gave this semi-sacred guqin to Ye Feiran, along with a box of music scores. "What I want from you is mainly to practice the Demon Suppressing Song. As for this box of music scores, you can take a look at it if you like." "Thank you, senior!" "Thank you, this was originally given to you." After saying that, there was a white light group in Le Zhengrong's hand, which was slightly larger than the light groups of the previous six seniors. "This is the remaining power of my life. You have already obtained six light groups. According to my understanding of them, these seven light groups can help you break through from the peak of Immortal to the middle stage of Immortal Saint. If it weren't for dealing with monsters, the lifelong skills of the seven of us would definitely allow you to break through to the Immortal Emperor. " As Le Zhengrong spoke, he noticed the change in Ye Feiran's expression. Seeing that she was as calm as ever, he couldn't help but nodded with satisfaction. This child has such a good character! If it were the second person, they would probably despise what little they had left in their lifetime! Ye Feiran raised his eyes to look at Le Zhengrong and said with a smile, "Senior, I am very satisfied that I can get your inheritance." "Haha... keep this kind of character!" Le Zhengrong said with a loud laugh. The next moment, he didn't know what he thought of, and said quietly, "Child, what tests did you go through before entering the secret realm?" Ye Feiran told Le Zhengrong about his test, and Le Zhengrong suddenly looked like it was true. "This is a trial of inner demons!" Ye Feiran raised her eyebrows slightly, "Testing the inner demon?" However, Ye Feiran had already passed the inner demon test, so Le Zhengrong did not explain, but changed the topic, "You have received seven inheritances in a row, and you have been in Le Palace for a year. Lingxu Secret Realm From opening to collapse, it only took two years.” "collapse?" Ye Feiran looked in disbelief. How could the Lingxu Secret Realm collapse? Le Zhengrong sighed softly, "Well, if it weren't for the overwhelming number of monsters, the Lingxu Secret Realm would not collapse so quickly, but the collapse is not bad, at least it can eliminate a lot of monsters. My child, don’t think so much. No matter which secret realm it is, it will always collapse. The Lingxu Secret Realm just collapsed in advance. " At this moment, Ye Feiran's mood was very complicated, "Disciple just thinks it's such a pity!" Hearing the word "disciple", the corners of Le Zhengrong's lips curled up, and then he continued, "There is less than a year left. Since you have passed the inner demon test, you are the treasure of the town." candidate." "A candidate for the treasure of the town?" Ye Feiran's attention was suddenly diverted. Le Zhengrong nodded, "Yes, the owner of the Zhenjing Treasure always likes to strike first, and when you accepted the inheritance, a group of disciples with higher cultivation levels entered the Lingxu Secret Realm, so I plan to kill you directly What do you think of the place where the treasure of the town is sent?" Ye Feiran understood immediately, nodded quickly and said, "I will follow Master's arrangements." Hearing the word "master", Le Zhengrong simply laughed from ear to ear. During his lifetime, he had been looking for disciples, but unfortunately none of the people he liked could play the demon-suppressing song, so it was his regret not to receive a disciple. Now that he could meet such a talented and evil disciple before his consciousness dissipated, he was really satisfied, so he had to do one more thing for this disciple. "Then let's go!" As Le Zhengrong's voice fell, Ye Feiran felt himself being pulled into the space channel by a pulling force. During this period, she thought of her aunt Ye Han and quickly asked, "Master, are there three other cultivators in Le Palace?"
March, early spring. A corner in the eastern part of Nanhuangzhou. The hazy sky was gray and black, showing heavy depression, as if someone had spilled ink on the rice paper, and the ink soaked into the sky and blurred out the clouds. The clouds overlapped and merged with each other, spreading out streaks of crimson lightning, accompanied by rumbling thunder. It's like the roar of gods, echoing in the world. ,. Blood-colored rain, with sadness, falls into the mortal world. The earth was hazy, and there was a ruined city, silent and lifeless in the dim red rain of blood. The city is in ruins and everything is withered. Collapsed houses can be seen everywhere, as well as blue-black corpses and pieces of meat, like broken autumn leaves, silently withering. The streets that used to be bustling with people are now desolate. The sandy dirt road that used to be bustling with people is no longer noisy now. Only blood and mud mixed with minced meat, dust, and paper were left, indistinguishable from each other, which was shocking. Not far away, a broken carriage was stuck deep in the mud, full of sadness. Only an abandoned rabbit doll hung on the shaft, swaying in the wind. The white fluff has long been soaked into wet red, full of eerieness. The turbid eyes seemed to have some residual resentment, looking lonely at the mottled rocks in front of them. There, a figure was lying down. This was a boy of thirteen or fourteen years old, his clothes were torn and covered with dirt, and he had a broken leather bag tied around his waist. The young man squinted his eyes and remained motionless. The biting cold penetrated his worn coat from all directions and spread throughout his body, gradually taking away his body temperature. But even though the rain fell on his face, he didn't blink, staring coldly into the distance like an eagle. Following his gaze, he saw a skinny vulture gnawing on the carrion of a wild dog, seven or eight feet away from him, observing the surroundings vigilantly from time to time. It seems that in this dangerous ruins, if there is the slightest movement, it will instantly rise into the sky. The young man is like a hunter, patiently waiting for the opportunity. After a long time, the opportunity came, and the greedy vulture finally buried its head completely into the belly of the wild dog. ,,. ,.
