4851 Chapter 4,851-killing in Sanskrit (asking for a monthly pass)
The more Hei Xinjiu blew, the sadder she became. Memories of her past and present surfaced in her mind. When she thought about how her parents were imprisoned, but she was powerless to do anything about it, the sadness in the song became even more intense.
As time passed, other than sadness, there was also a deathly stillness in the song. The surrounding flowers and trees began to wither at a speed visible to the naked eye. The disciples of the Discipline Hall were even in tears.
Even though the Lan family’s patriarch and elder Tuo’s cultivation levels were high, their hearts became sour.
The two of them originally wanted to interrupt Yun Chujiu’s playing, but at this moment, they actually couldn’t bear it anymore.
What made the two of them even more surprised was that the gurgling sound coming from the spring of Tranquility actually changed. It was actually the music that Ying and Yun Chujiu were playing.
The response from the spring of Tranquility didn’t matter. Even the Lan family’s patriarch and elder Tuo couldn’t withstand it anymore. The two of them also fell into a state of grief that they couldn’t extricate themselves from.
Fortunately, the two of them still had the last bit of clarity. They found that at this moment, Golden Sanskrit was spreading out along with the music. Oh My God, this was not a simple sound kill, but a Sanskrit sound kill.
One thought of flowers blooming, one thought of flowers falling. This was the Sanskrit sound kill.
It was rumored that the bitter Zen sect once mastered this secret skill, but it was lost for some unknown reason later on.
As the Sanskrit continued to spread, all the flowers, plants, and trees in its path withered. All the Zen sect disciples wept and sobbed..
In the Discipline Hall, Ji Ping had just received three hundred strokes of the cane and fainted several times. As soon as he woke up, he heard a sorrowful melody, and instantly, he burst into tears.
In the Discipline Hall, Master Liaowu used Buddhist power to suppress the grief in his heart. He looked at the Sanskrit language floating in the air, and his heart trembled. It was the Sanskrit sound kill!
The Sanskrit sound kill was once the ultimate art of the bitter Zen sect, but it was inexplicably lost. How could it suddenly appear in the world now?
Could it be that one of his senior brothers had suddenly comprehended the secret of the Fanyin Killer? !
On one hand, he sent a message to Master Liaowu, and on the other hand, he quickly followed the sound and leaped toward the back of the mountain. However, as he got closer and closer, he could no longer suppress the sadness in his heart and sat on the ground with a worried expression.
The experience of Master Liaowu and the others was similar to that of elder Yin. At first, they were happy and shocked, but when they got close to the still spring, they couldn’t take another step forward.
Naturally, the Jade Glass Bodhi tree also felt the music. Its entire body trembled a few times. It knew that nothing good would happen when that female devil came!
It looked like she had already lost the memories of her previous life, but why was she still so... wicked? ! Dogs really couldn’t change that!
When the Jade Glass Bodhi tree thought of this, its trunk trembled. Bah, Bah, Bah. It didn’t say anything. If that female devil knew that it secretly called her a dog, it would definitely become bald again!
Buddha bless, Buddha bless, do not let that female devil know about this!
Hei Xinjiu did not know that her casual blowing of the leaves could cause such a huge disturbance. This fellow was immersed in grief and could not extricate itself.
Fortunately, this fellow had always been ambitious. After the grief, the tune gradually became cheerful, and the quiet spring’s response became pleasant to the ears.
As the Sanskrit language spread, the surrounding flowers, plants, and trees became vibrant again. All the trees that could bloom bloomed, and even some weeds waved their leaves to express the joy in their hearts.
The Zen sect disciples also changed their previous sorrow, and each of their faces revealed a joyful smile. Even the usually serious master Liaowu also revealed a kind smile like that of an aunt..
