Chapter 273 Immortal Golden Body

A dazzling light flashed in Qin Wushuang's eyes, and then his palm trembled, and the long zither behind him turned into a ray of light and fell in front of him, with a faint charm flowing in it.

"This is..." Many people's pupils shrank suddenly, and they looked at the long zither in Qin Wushuang's hands in shock. The long zither at this time seemed to be a little different from before, more spiritual, and more powerful.

Xiao Yulin looked at this scene, and her beautiful eyes showed a thoughtful look, as if she suddenly thought of something, and said: "I have heard from Master that there is a kind of magical power that can give magic weapons spirituality, so that magic weapons can communicate with martial arts practitioners and exert the most powerful power."

When everyone heard this, their hearts trembled slightly. Being in touch with the magic weapon is equivalent to integrating the soul into the magic weapon without any gap. In this way, the power of the magic weapon can indeed be exerted to the extreme.

A sharp look flashed in Ao Kun's eyes. Although the magical power cultivated by Qin Wushuang did not seem to have much lethality, he knew how powerful the long zither in Qin Wushuang's hands was. If he could achieve the state of unity between man and zither, it would be extremely difficult to deal with.

"Let's start." The light and shadow said lightly.

Qin Wushuang nodded slightly, and the long zither in his hand suddenly burst into a thousand-foot-long rosy glow. Light patterns visible to the naked eye continued to spread outward, like waves, up and down.

The sound of the zither sounded between heaven and earth, the rhythm was sometimes fast and sometimes slow, and the sound of the zither was full of different charms. Sometimes it was sonorous and sharp, like a sword facing each other, and sometimes it was as crisp and pleasant as a spring, hitting people's hearts directly, making people aftertaste endlessly.

Qin Wushuang slowly closed his eyes, as if he was intoxicated by the sound of the zither. His slender fingers gently moved the strings of the zither, as if he was caressing his closest lover. With the speed of his fingers moving, the rhythm of the zither sound also changed.

However, the next moment, an unexpected scene happened.

Qin Wushuang's eyes were still closed, but his body quietly retreated backwards, and he was separated from the long zither. The long zither was still playing the zither without Qin Wushuang's control, and the rhythm was even getting faster and faster.

"How is this possible?"

The crowd saw this shocking scene, and their hearts beat wildly. Is this the realm of man and zither being one? Even if the man and the zither are separated, the zither can still play the zither, as if there is an invisible hand plucking the strings in the void.

Tailong looked at Qin Wushuang in astonishment, not knowing what to say. He had never seen a man and a zither separated to play the zither, and Qin Wushuang clearly did not make any movements, but the long zither was playing by itself.

"Well, your comprehension is good, continue." The light and shadow nodded slightly, but the tone was still extremely flat, even though Qin Wushuang had already exerted his magical power.

Qin Wushuang's eyes flashed with a strange color when he heard it. He didn't expect that Guangying's vision was so high. Could he not get his praise even in this way?

"That's the only way." Qin Wushuang whispered in his heart. His temperament suddenly changed greatly. Contrary to his usual state, he was no longer so gentle and approachable. There was a sharp and domineering aura released, revealing a strong oppressive force.

"Boom, boom, boom...!"

Qin Wushuang's figure soared into the air, his expression was as calm as before, but his palms kept shaking, and he blasted out a series of palm prints in the void in front of him. The attack was extremely fierce and the palm power was terrifying. At the same time, the long zither seemed to be touched by something, and the strings were plucked involuntarily.

In an instant, a wisp of terrible sound waves spread out, also releasing a sharp meaning, like an invisible blade, making a cutting sound in the air, shaking everyone's eardrums.

Palm prints blasted out one after another, bursting out with extremely strong brilliance, and the long zither seemed to have its own soul, spinning wildly, and terrible sound waves spread out from it, sweeping the void.

At this moment, many people with weak cultivation could not help but cover their ears, hoping to avoid the attack of the zither sound, but the zither sound seemed to be everywhere, penetrating into the body from the pores, and the hearts and souls of the people trembled, and it was unstoppable.

In the void, Qin Wushuang looked proud and elegant, like a peerless king. In a moment, he could make the long zither move at will and dominate the fate of thousands of people.

"Damn it!" Tailong groaned, and seemed to be affected by the zither sound. A strong momentum burst out from his body, and the surface of his body condensed into the armor of the earth, which barely blocked the zither sound.

But most people could not bear the terrible power contained in the zither sound. They were all shaken to the point that their souls trembled, bleeding from all seven orifices, and their whole body's true essence seemed to have collapsed, and the pain was unbearable.

A giant beast appeared faintly behind Qi Luo, blocking the sound of Qin Yin. His face looked extremely solemn. The magical power that Qin Wushuang comprehended was too strange. He could fight with many people at the same time. Anyone with weaker cultivation than him would be killed by the power of Qin Yin.

The light and shadow finally showed a strange color in Qin Wushuang's eyes, and slowly said: "You have comprehended the magical power of Tianxin very well, and your own talent is also good, also a top-grade talent of Xuan level."

As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the people present were slightly different. For example, Ao Kun and other Zhanlong Sect disciples were full of smiles. No matter how powerful Qin Wushuang was, he was still rated at the same level as the top Tianjiao of their Zhanlong Sect.

On the contrary, the disciples of Xuanyan Valley were full of sorrow. They thought that the light and shadow praised Qin Wushuang, proving that Qin Wushuang's talent was better than Ao Kun's, but they didn't expect that they were at the same level.

When Qin Wushuang heard Guangying's words, a hint of sadness flashed deep in his eyes, but it was fleeting. He quickly returned to his previous demeanor, respectfully clasped his fists at Guangying and said, "Thank you, senior, for your rating."

After saying that, Qin Wushuang's figure flashed and landed next to Ao Kun. He was so cool and unrestrained. Next, he only needed to wait for the holy pool to open.

"I didn't expect you to be on the same level as me." Ao Kun said lightly. Qin Wushuang had the same rating as him, but he was actually happy in his heart. After all, both of them were top figures. The same rating just explained the light and shadow. Fair and very visionary.

With the two top geniuses Ao Kun and Qin Wushuang testing the waters, many people not only failed to settle down, but were extremely uneasy. Those with Xuan-level talents and above were eligible to enter the holy pool. This test seemed simple, but in fact it was extremely difficult.

Even Ao Kun and Qin Wushuang are only at the top level of Xuan level. Can they really reach Xuan level?

Of course, these thoughts only exist in the minds of people with relatively ordinary talents. They can also see that the light and shadow are extremely fair, leaving no trace of mercy at all, and there is absolutely no possibility of opportunism.

Naturally, the top figures from the remaining five major cities came forward to show off their magical powers.

Xuanzhou City Cen Xie uses an extremely powerful poison technique that can turn the surrounding space into a poison barrier world. Anyone who enters this poison barrier world will be corroded by poisonous gas and turn into a puddle in an instant. The sludge is extremely terrifying.

Wan Wudao, the eldest son of Wancheng, exerted amazing thunder power. His whole body was bathed in endless thunder. His eyes were like lightning. With a casual strike, he had thunder-like speed and destructive power, revealing his supreme power.

The artistic conception of Yuecheng Yueqingzhu Sword enters a mysterious realm, and the power of the artistic conception creates a world of sword energy. With one sword slashed out, thousands of swords roared together, just like howling wind and thunder, and mountains and rivers collapsing.

Qingzhou Chengyue Bin also practiced swordsmanship, but he was different from Yue Qingzhu. His sword was light and ethereal, so fast that it was elusive. The naked eye could not catch its trajectory. It seemed to blend into the void, making it difficult to guard against.

Xiao Yulin in Piaoxue City has realized the magical power of the Holy Dream, a place shrouded in thoughts, where everyone will enter her dream, silently, and can transform into extremely real pictures, allowing people to enter the illusion without realizing themselves.

Surprisingly, the talent ratings of the five people who walked out after that were surprisingly similar to Ao Kun and Qin Wushuang, and they were all at the top of the Xuan level.

At this point, the top geniuses in the seven major cities have been recognized by the light and shadow, and they only need to wait for the holy pool to open. However, the rest of the people are not so calm, and feel extremely uneasy in their hearts.

For a moment, the atmosphere seemed extremely depressing, and no one had the desire to step forward, as if they were all waiting for others to step out.

"It seems that the high-grade Xuan-level talent will be the highest talent, and no one can surpass it." Someone whispered.

Others also nodded slightly, seeming to agree with this view. No one here can defeat those top figures.

Even the extremely arrogant demon youth from before was only a draw with Ao Kun. At that time, Ao Kun had not yet used the magical power he had sensed. Of course, they did not think that he could defeat Ao Kun. At most, he could only defeat him. Just a tie.

After a while, a man finally came out. He had his hands clasped together, his face was peaceful, and he was mumbling something. He was the Buddha from Nakhon Yin Temple.

"Amitabha, this junior has come to ask for advice." The Buddha bowed slightly towards the light and shadow and said.

The light and shadow glanced at the Buddha in surprise and said, "He is actually a monk with hair. What is your Dharma name?"

"The little monk cannot give the Dharma name." The Buddha bowed and clasped his hands together, looking extremely pious.

"No, let's let it go?" A meaningful look flashed in Guangying's eyes, his gaze stayed on the Buddha for a few seconds, and then he said: "You start."

"Yes." Buddha Buruo responded respectfully. He sat cross-legged and closed his eyes slowly, as if he was going to meditate and practice Taoism. There was no sign of his magical powers blooming.

"What is he doing?" Many people looked puzzled and couldn't understand what he was doing. There was no real energy fluctuation on his body, and it didn't look like he was using magical powers at all.

Not long after, Bu Bu's body gradually became brighter. Wisps of Buddhist radiance bloomed from his body, and spiritual energy surged around him, as if he was infected.

After that, I saw the light of Buddhism getting stronger and stronger, reaching the top of Bu Bu's head. Three flowers appeared on the top, revealing a sacred aura. The divine light fell down, shining on Bu Bu's body. The golden light was brilliant, like an immortal statue. The golden body is indestructible.