The moment Lin Yi stepped onto the sonic ladder, the soft touch coming from his feet almost made him lose his balance. At each step up, the strange rhythms of the air vibrated like invisible hands, testing the strength of his muscles. He tensed his muscles and looked around him as if nothing had happened-the runes that loomed through the sound waves were flickering with a strange regularity, as if they were weaving some kind of secret language.
Xiao Yao's jade flute in front of the light point, swing for him to open a round of glowing clouds. When the outline of Wanyin Valley above the sea of clouds became clear, Lin Yi's breath almost stopped. The whole valley is wrapped in a layer of translucent sonic enchantment, countless tiny strings criss-crossing, will reiki woven into the flow of light belt.
"Wanyingu, here we are." Xiao Yao's flute suddenly became sharp, Lin Yi's body in front of the cloud burst, revealing the mouth of the valley huge bells, don't try to run away, every sound wave in here can track your path
Stepping into the valley, full-bodied aura with a unique rhythm blowing. Lin Yi running breathing method of the moment, startled by the meridians in the aura came with the distant rhythm of the flute surging. He forced under the shock of the heart, pretended to inadvertently asked: "Senior, here aura why. . . . . . ."
"This is the basis of the sound wave quenching body." Xiao Yao interrupted him, jade flute pointing to the distance is practicing disciples, "Watch."
A disciple in White was playing the Yuxiao. where the melodious sound waves passed, the rubble on the ground was suspended and formed a complex formation in mid-air. Suddenly, the pitch changed, and all the rubble shot at the distant peaks like sharp arrows, sending up a cloud of smoke. Lin Yi's tiny pupils-a combination of sound waves and aura-were far more terrifying than he had imagined.
"If you want to obtain training resources, you have to pay the price." Xiao Yao's flute sounded in Lin Yi's ear, shocked his whole body a shiver. Around I do not know when gathered a group of white disciples, their eyes like a sharp silver needle, Lin Yi carrying a meteorite iron fragments in the waist.
"Where did brother Xiao pick up the wild boy?" A disciple with a scar on his face sneered. "He still has the breath of meteoric iron. Doesn't he want to dedicate it to Guzhu?"
Xiao Yao's jade flute suddenly horizontal in the chest, qingyue flute into invisible waves, will the disciple overturned in the ground. "He is my person." Xiao Yao's voice is cold like ice, "Follow me to see Valley advocate, some about star meteorite iron of matter, you should know."
Lin Yi's back is instantly tensed. He quietly touched the hidden star meteorite iron debris clothing, the debris is slightly hot, as if warning what. As Xiao Yao followed him through the corridor of wind chimes, he noticed that each one was engraved with a different rune. Each time a sound wave passed by, the rune lit up in a different color-a strict surveillance system.
"Gu Zhu is very interested in star meteorite iron?" Lin Yi pretends to ask carelessly.
"Shouldn't ask don't ask." Xiao Yao's flute sound suddenly become disorderly, Lin Yi eardrum health pain, know this is a warning. In front of him, a bamboo building surrounded by sound waves and lotus flowers is already very close, and the sound of the guqin in the building is like a heavy hammer hitting his heart.