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After a hundred breaths, the dust settled.

The beauty in the red dress stood in the middle of the stage, holding a bright kitchen knife in her jade hand. On the body of the kitchen knife, seven-colored glass. Ten zhang away in front of the beauty, a three-foot golden axe was suspended in the air, and the golden axe was full of pits, and several gaps were bursting with golden divine yuan. The axe was still shivering, and there was a wailing sound.

"Bi Tianfengshen, go on stage to compete with the old body!" The beauty in the red dress turned her head and swept towards the middle couch, snorting coquettishly.

"Ahem, ahem, Goddess Taimu, Bi Tian only challenges the fifteenth position, not you!" The white-robed middle-aged handsome man had a pale face, looking at the fierce red-dressed beauty, like looking at the killing god.

"Really, the old body seems to hear you say that you want to challenge the beauty in the red dress with a kitchen knife on her waist, isn't it the old body?"

"No, no, no! Xiaosheng has changed his mind! You sit down, you sit down!" The white-robed middle-aged man waved his hand again and again, looked at the Heavenly Buddha, and cast a pleading look.

"Amitabha, Taimu, since Bi Tian Fengshen has decided to give up challenging you, then you will win. Come back!" The Heavenly Buddha shook his head and smiled.

The beauty in the red dress snorted, pinned the kitchen knife into her waist, walked to the middle of the test table, and yelled at the outside: "Who still wants to challenge the old body? Who else dares to challenge the old body~?!"

The sound was loud, like the roar of a lion in Hedong, and the roar echoed in the selection valley. It didn't go away for a long time.

Tianjiu bared his teeth. There was a sore pain at the root of the tooth. Seeing that the beauty in the red dress seemed to want to yell, she hurriedly mourned: "Old sister, the boy begs you! Come down quickly! You not only scare away the challenger, maybe you will also scare away your old man, the boy sees you like this, and his heart to vomit blood is gone!"

That's how the old lady conquered the old man. However, the old man will run away, as long as you don't run!" Carrying the bloodstained plate axe out of the competition platform, he deliberately walked in front of Tianjiu and threw it on the jade ground with a clatter.

"Hehe, old sister, next time I want to make an image, don't make a lion's roar, it will scare people to death!"

"Shut up, old sister is so virtuous! The axe is here, take it to please your mother-in-law!"

"Hey, hey, thank you, thank you, you're too ruthless, this axe is too broken. The kid still has to spend blood to refine. Tianjiu collected the axe and smiled.

"That's your business. The old sister was bleeding and sweating. For you to play Bao Bao Girl, you are still verbose, I can't kill you!" The beauty in the red dress wiped out the kitchen knife, pulled out a string of knife flowers, hummed viciously, and in the surprised eyes of everyone, turned around and floated to the eleventh position.

The blood-robed young man sitting on the third seat, his white face was extremely solemn, his subordinates fell from the big position one after another, the situation changed rapidly, and he seemed to feel that there was an invisible big hand holding his neck. And this big hand is clearly from the first position.

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Most of the hours passed in tension, although no one dared to provoke the beauty in the red dress again, but the challenges to other big positions were one after another.

The phoenix on the twelfth position was challenged by Master Tonghui. Phoenix, who had just advanced to the body of Nine Nirvana, cleanly slashed off Master Tonghui's arm and easily won the victory. Thus also shocked the audience, and no one looked at her again.

Princess Aya Lan on the fourteenth seat was challenged three times. However, its killing is fierce, the divine soldiers are endless, and there is a strange jasper scimitar, which should belong to the ancient divine soldiers, and its power is beyond everyone's expectations, and the wisps make the opponent collapse on the spot.

Although the Eastern Cicada did not have the thirty-ninth ranked divine weapon to protect the Heavenly Axe, it had the blessing of the Octagonal Divine Dragon, and after fighting three powerful gods, he actually escaped the fate of being eliminated.

The twentieth Three Spirit Divine Venerable also relied on half a divine whip and a divine dragon divine throne to hold the last throne firmly.

After dozens of breaths of calm, a round-faced monk stood up in the lower position of the middle bed, he bowed his veil palms, and said loudly: "Amitabha!

The Heavenly Buddha examined the three or five breaths of the great monk, and replied with a smile: "Master Le Yu, you have always had only the rhythm of music and are indifferent to the divine seat, why did you suddenly change your original intention today and come to snatch the throne of the divine seat?"

"Amitabha, Heavenly Buddha, the disciple really doesn't care about the divine seat, but the disciple cares about the qin!" said the great monk as he raised his hand and pointed to the seven-colored piano in the hand of the snow-robed man.

"Tianyinqin, the thirty-sixth divine soldier of the divine soldier spectrum, not only has a beautiful voice, but also the strings can kill. One string can be worth the power of ten dragons, and the seven strings are full of sound, and a thousand dragons are soaring into the sky, which is indeed a good treasure. But this snow-robed benefactor is also a happy person, and he is not under you when he is obsessed with this way, and he was once your fellow disciple and brother, so why should he win the love of others?"

"If Le Shen is still a member of my Buddha, Le Yu will definitely not snatch it from him. But he betrayed Buddhism, and he is still in the wind under the mountain, unruly for thousands of years, morally degenerate, and unworthy of having Tianyin Shenqin!"

"Alas~! Exactly!" The Heavenly Buddha sighed and shook his head.

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On the test platform, a monk and a Confucian correspond, each holding a piano, sitting in the east and west directions. In front of the monk is a golden nine-stringed piano, and the strings are flowing with divine elements, as if nine dragons are lying on the surface of the piano. In front of the snow-robed man is a lyre, and on one side of the body, seven peacock colored feathers are dazzling, which is the peacock seven-feather piano.

"Leshen, why don't you use the Tianyin Qin?" asked Le Yu coldly.

"Hehe, junior brother, although Tianyin is good, where can it compare to Qiyu. Leshen shook his head and smiled.

"Okay, if you lose, you must hand over the Tianyin Qin!"

It's a pity that the junior brother is in an uneven mood and uncertain, and he is doomed to failure. ”

If you are still a master of Buddhism, Le Yu knows that you are invincible, but you are full of lust and evil, and you have already been defeated to the bone marrow, how can you speak bravely? Okay, let's decide the winner with a song. If you lose, you will always roll down the mountain, and don't come back!"

"What if you lose, Master?" said Le Shen.

"Me?" Le Yu was stunned.

"If the god of music wins, there is no need for you to hand over the treasure, you can follow the god of music to stroke the qin in the future!" said the god of music lightly, plucking the strings lightly.

A Sanskrit sound was like a sharp arrow, piercing the sky, and the originally noisy selection field suddenly became quiet. The Heavenly Buddha, who had been closing his eyes and chanting softly, quietly stopped speaking.

The god of music did not hesitate at all, his hands gently stroked the strings, and in the sluggishness of Le Yu, the low sound of the piano slowly floated in, like a cloud blowing over the mountains, rivers, grasslands, and gods. On the grassland, the fairy wind is blowing, the green grass is fertile, the cattle and sheep are flocked, and in the distance, there are shepherd boys singing softly......

Just when the gods listened to the sun and their hearts were immersed in the incomparably wonderful, suddenly, the sound of the piano stirred, like thousands of horses galloping, Jin Ge resonated, and there was a faint earth-shattering sound of killing in time and space......

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The sound of the piano lingered, and the gods were still immersed in their own fear and horror. On the jade futon on the base, some people even burst into tears and couldn't cry.

"Amitabha, Master of the God of Music, this song can be described as earth-shattering and crying ghosts and gods, so why is it?" the Heavenly Buddha groaned and asked first.

"Buddha Huitian, this is 'killing'!" replied loudly.

"Killing?well, the music is melodious and beautiful in the early stage, and the gods are fierce in the later stage, and the killing machines are everywhere, which can be described as bloody and bloody. Killing, indeed killing the world! Amitabha!"

"The Heavenly Buddha said very well, killing is destruction and beauty, be cautious, and quit!"

"Amitabha, Master Leshen, can you re-enter my Buddha?" asked the Heavenly Buddha with a little earnestness.

"Returning to the Buddha, the Buddha is in the heart, the Buddha is in the hand, not on the head, not on the mouth!"

The eyes of the Heavenly Buddha flashed, and after a few breaths, he smiled and closed his eyes.

In the test of Taichung, Le Yu stood up solemnly and looked at Le Shen deeply: "Master, Le Yu is convinced." Your music is not only melodic, but also full of murderous machines. Le Yu can't make the slightest mistake, otherwise he will definitely be crushed. This piano really surpasses the heavenly sound. ”

"Yes! This piano is called the Peacock Seven Feather Qin, which is stroked by the King of Ming, and the piano has its own Sanskrit sound. This piano is not a killing weapon, but it can sway demons, and it is not armor, but it can resist demons. If the god of music gets this piano, he will be poor for 10,000 years, become a divine comedy, and live with stuffing. ”

Before the sound of the music myth fell, Le Yu bowed again: "Thank you for the master's teachings!"

"Let's get down, don't get in the way of the gods!" Le Shen waved his hand, walked down the test table by himself, and returned to his big seat in a chic and elegant manner. (To be continued...... ）