After the fire phoenix returns to its original position, Qin takes out the top-grade ancient Qin from the storage ring. He sat on the ground with his knees crossed and put the Guqin between his knees.

Wei qingjue with a dignified face saw Qin Shuang's action, but he was not very happy.

He knew that qinshuang was the master of Xianyin, but he knew that many friars had lost their fighting spirit at this time. He had never heard of Xianyin, which could make the friars lose their fighting spirit and rebirth their fighting spirit. In his opinion, qinshuang was just doing useless work, which was a kind of unwilling struggle.

"Ding Ding Dong..."

But

Wei qingjue's eyes suddenly widened at the moment when his hands touched and the music played. He felt that there was a kind of power in his heart, which was like the rising sun. This power made him fearless, touched his soul directly, and filled his soul with fighting spirit.

"This..."

The Qin sound, centered on Qin Shuang, spread all around, covering the whole tianmang City, and then spread further. Every friar in tianmang city slowly woke up from the weak, got up from the ground, and gradually straightened up like a gun.

However, Qin Shuang knew that the spread of his music would only be a tiny part of tianzixing, and his anxiety rose in his heart.

Long Fengming's Qin sound floats close to tianmang city and collides with Qin Shuang's soul song.

Just at the moment when the two kinds of music collided, qinshuang and Xu Mo felt each other's music.

"Longfengming!" Qin Shuang's heart moved.

"This is..."

Xu Mo's face moved, and then his eyes showed the color of ecstasy. Even when he received the soul song, his fighting spirit burst at that moment, and there was an impulse to roar up to the sky.

"Family of heaven!"

At this moment, there are only these four words in Xu Mo's heart.

"Come with me!"

Xu Mo immediately put away the Guqin and shuttled back and forth to Tianzi city. A half step fairy king of an individual clan was stunned and followed.

A quarter of an hour.

More than 20 and a half step fairy kings appeared in the sky of tianmang city.

"Qin Shuang!"

Xu Mo was stunned, and so were many fairy kings. These people all know Qin Shuang. At the beginning, Qin Shuang was a brilliant seven masters in Tianzi Academy.

On that day, haikuotan, the president of Ziyuan, was even more elated. Maybe the tianzicheng competition will be different because of the appearance of qinshuang.

"This song To the soul Qing Cheng said softly with a smile.

"Not bad!" Xu Mo's eyes twinkled with surprise and said, "let's help Qin Xiaoyou spread the sound of Qin to every corner of tianzixing."

"Good!"

The banbuxian King greets him, and his figure falls towards tianmang city. He appears around qinshuang and jumps Wei qingjue and others. Xu Luoyin even opens his mouth. I don't know why his father suddenly appears here?

"Hum..."

The gentle power pushed away all the friars around qinshuang, and more than 20 fairy kings occupied the space around qinshuang. Everyone released the power of law and sent the soul music of qinshuang to every corner of tianzixing. At the same time, they are also listening to the soul music of Qin Shuang.

All the friars of tianzixing gradually came out of their weak mood. The friars who had been suppressed by the power of the three half step fairy kings stood up one by one. They seemed to hear the cry of their souls and saw pictures of the unyielding of the human race.

In those pictures!

When the sky broke, the Terran did not fear and despair, but many craftsmen worked together to make up the sky.

Sanzujinwu wanted to destroy the human race. He hung high in the sky for ten days and roasted the earth to cracks. Countless people were roasted to death, but the human race did not yield. A great monk shot the sanzujinwu down one by one.

The plague swept through the world. Instead of praying to heaven, the human race tasted all kinds of herbs to find a way to solve the plague

One by one, one by one

No doubt no longer tells the unyielding and fighting spirit of the human race!

Terran!

There is a kind of stubbornness in the bone, and a kind of struggle in the soul.

It is this indomitable stubbornness, it is this kind of fight full of fighting spirit that makes the life and strength of the human race not as good as the demon race, which has been handed down to this day.

"Ang..."

I don't know who gave out a roar first, but in an instant, a roar came from every corner of tianzixing, and a roar full of fighting spirit came from every corner of tianzixing!

It's as if the whole sky purple star is roaring. These voices gather together and rise to the sky, shaking the void.

Every friar on tianzixing walked and stood up, straight as a gun, with endless fighting spirit.

"Ding!"

Qin Shuang put away the Guqin and stood up.

Xu Mo looks at Qin Shuang solemnly, then holds his fist with both hands, raises it high, and bows to Qin Shuang. And so are the other half steps."You can't do it, seniors!"

Qin Shuang was in a hurry to stop her, but her cultivation couldn't stop the banbu fairy king. Moreover, she was surrounded by more than twenty banbu fairy kings. It was impossible for her to escape, but she accepted the gift.

Xu Mo and the half step fairy king have not yet straightened up. Behind them, circles of friars bend down to salute Qin Shuang, like ripples spreading in the distance. All the friars in Tianzi City bowed and saluted in the direction of the sound of the zither.

All the people in tianzixing don't know who inspired their fighting spirit, but they know the direction of the zither sound. One by one, the friars bend down in the direction of the zither sound and solemnly salute.

All over the sky, the sky is full of clouds and clouds, and all kinds of noble spirits flow from every corner of the sky to tianmang City, just like jade lights pouring into qinshuang's heart.

In the heart of Tao.

The power of Xuan separated to both sides, making way for a channel. The heart of Hao Ran poured into Confucianism.

The Confucian books became more and more elite, and the noble spirit was more and more rich.

Little Confucians gradually emerged from the Confucian books and stood on top of them. They carried their hands and looked up. Their eyes seemed to penetrate the heart of Taoism, the layers of space and the layers of void.

Xiaoru's body gradually became bigger and higher with the influx of his lofty heart.

Stand up!

Xu Mo and other people's eyes can not help showing a trace of horror, in their eyes, Qin Shuang's body gradually exudes a burst of jade light, the breath of heaven and earth around Qin Shuang.

One day.

Two days.

Three days.

Between heaven and earth, gradually restored calm.

Qin Shuang's eyes are still closed. At this time, in the heart of Taoism, the little Confucian has become very huge, but he is still a child, just full of noble spirit.

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