With the sa level of musical skill, a battle of instrunts is nothing more than a contest of timbre penetration. As the rogue of the musical world, the suona, an instrunt you can play from birth to your seventh day after death, can be considered an invincible existence. This funeral music directly brought the battle to a conclusion.
Everyone in the Pavilion of Vast lodies, including Cang Yao, was pushed back several ters by this intense music. Even Cang Yao had blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, he was actually injured!
Ever since Cang Yao established the Pavilion of Vast lodies, he had never suffered such a crushing defeat, let alone such a severe injury.
But this was only a physical injury, the emotional wound in his heart was much more severe.
As a devotee of martial arts, Cang Yao deed his musical skill to be superb, believing there were few in this world who could rival him. It could even be said that those who surpassed him in music generally weren't martial artists, but rather those who dedicated themselves fully to the study of music.
Among martial artists, none surpassed him in musical mastery!
Yet today, Zhang nglong's flexible and varied musical style, perfectly combined with strength, along with those strangely shaped instrunts with penetrating timbre, reshaped his understanding of music.
"What exactly is your musical level?" Cang Yao asked unwillingly, "Is it at the level of celestial music or Brahman level?"
"I've said it several tis already: Eighth level music emperor, eighth level music emperor. Do I need to show you my certification?"
"Eighth level music emperor..." Cang Yao murmured to himself. How profound a musical realm is this eighth level music emperor? Is this level of music truly supposed to exist in this world? Why does it throw
so far that I can't even see the tail!
"Alright, return your grandson's life pattern," Zhang nglong tossed an elixir over, "Taking this elixir will ensure that even if part of his life pattern is removed, he won't die."
Cang Yao still hesitated. Even if Zhang nglong was telling the truth, after removing the life pattern, Cang Xingyu's realm would plumt, possibly even dropping directly to the Void Transformation Realm. He didn't have much life left, and the prospect of him advancing to the Saint Realm in his remaining ti was nearly impossible.
"What's the big deal?" Zhang nglong responded to his concerns, "Everyone dies eventually, it's either you or him. Life isn't about duration but aning. If you think your family's legacy is going to end, then let your grandson have a few more kids. If the big account is ruined, then open a few small ones!"
Zhang nglong grabbed a large handful of elixirs, "I know his body isn't well. Here I have everything, from health restoration elixirs to birth aid elixirs, all free of charge. These are the technological achievents from our Shuguang Infertility Hospital!"
Cang Yao pondered for a mont, then sighed.
With Zhang nglong present, he definitely couldn't keep this life pattern, let alone snatch other life patterns from Feng Cong. So he might as well secure so benefits for Cang Xingyu.
"Co here, Xingyu!" Cang Yao called to Cang Xingyu.
"Grandpa, I'm your only grandson!" Cang Xingyu protested.
"Precisely because you're my only grandson, I'm doing this!" Cang Yao explained, "If you had the ability, I'd definitely help you snatch back the life pattern fragnts, but I don't have it!"
Cang Xingyu's face twisted with malice, even displaying hatred towards his own grandfather.
He slamd his palm against his forehead, the powerful force shattering the life pattern within his Sea of Consciousness, and the fragnt that belonged to Feng Cong instantly flew out.
As if finding its rightful owner, the life pattern fragnt fused directly into Feng Cong's forehead, beginning to rge with other life pattern pieces.
Cang Xingyu's aura began to rapidly deteriorate, falling from the Peak of Wheel Mystery directly to the Peak of Void Transformation. Although this fragnt occupied less than one-fifth of his life pattern, it contained over eighty percent of his strength and gift!
Thanks to the life-saving elixir left by Zhang nglong, Cang Xingyu's realm fell, but he was no longer in danger of death.
However, his lifespan was now only one or two thousand years, and in such a short ti, advancing to the Saint Realm seed less feasible than being reincarnated.
"Thank you, Old Pavilion Master!" Zhang nglong said, "Sorry for the disturbance today, but I hope you can understand my friend's loss of the life pattern."
"Forget it, you can all leave!" Cang Yao waved his hand, "When I obtained that life pattern, I was desperate, thinking it would help Xingyu. I never expected it would harm him in the end, which was my mistake too."
"Let's go find the next one!" Zhang nglong said, "Now that your life pattern is halfway restored, you should be able to find other life pattern fragnts, right?"
"I can detect the general direction, but the closer we get, the clearer the signal. The next life pattern should be in this direction!"
"Alright then, Pavilion Master, we'll take our leave now. I hope to have the chance to battle music with you again!" Zhang nglong didn't plan to linger further, leaving with Feng Cong and the others.
...
"In the sea? Still manageable!" Feng Cong's third life pattern fragnt was in an ocean on the Stigma Continent. This ocean was hundreds of thousands of ters deep, even housing several Saint Level Warcraft in its depths. However, these Warcraft were high in realm but generally weak in strength, not even possessing spiritual intelligence.
"Damn, how did this one end up in a cesspit? You go get it yourself!"
...
Although the remaining life pattern fragnts had fallen in remote locations, retrieving them went smoothly, and Feng Cong's realm was restored to Level Eight in Wheel Mystery. Now, only the last life pattern fragnt remained!
"Just one more left!" Feng Cong looked eastward, knowing that once he found the final life pattern, he could return to his peak.
"Congratulations, Master Uncle!" Mo Xiaoxi and Duan Xianchen congratulated him.
"It's too early to celebrate," Feng Cong said, "Stigma Continent is vast and full of strong opponents. If we encounter more people like Cang Yao, retrieving my life pattern fragnts won't be an easy task.
"Have you located the last fragnt?" Zhang nglong asked.
"Yes, I've found the location," Feng Cong said, "Now that only one fragnt is left, I can pinpoint its location more accurately."
Feng Cong opened a holographic map of the entire Stigma Continent and began to search based on his perception.
Finally, his gaze fell on an eastern region, "Here it is!"
"This place is too far, it's enough for just Feng Cong and I to go. You two can head back," Zhang nglong said to Mo Xiaoxi and Duan Xianchen, "I've given you swordsmanship to study, and your cultivation technique is lacking as well. Consider this my parting gift."
Zhang nglong tapped the center of their foreheads, their faces imdiately showing astonishnt and joy. Their cultivation techniques were already the best on Stigma Continent, but compared to what Zhang nglong provided, they realized they had been practicing garbage.
"Thank you, teacher!" The two knelt down to kowtow three tis.
"No problem, you call
teacher, I have to give you sothing decent. Otherwise, if soone beats you up, it's my reputation on the line. I have only one requirent: in fights, you can only win, not lose!"
"We will follow our teacher's orders!"
When they got up, Zhang nglong had already gracefully departed with Feng Cong.
The two looked at each other, "Teacher is truly a remarkable person!"
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