At that mont, the bow that had been bent by Duan Yun appeared almost like a full moon.
The Murong brothers, who always cherished beauty, looked nervous and said, "Will it break!"
"Be gentle!"
Duan Yun didn't listen at all, he just continued to stir things up.
In the next mont, a voice suddenly sounded - "Play the trumpet for !".
This ti, the Murong brothers and the others jumped in surprise again.
No one here had opened their mouths, including Lei Ying, who was being manipulated, so where did that voice co from?
"Play the trumpet for !"
Then, the voice appeared again.
This ti, they finally discovered the source of the voice.
The sound was actually coming from Lei Ying's belly.
With the most sensitive ears, Ning Qing could even hear that the sound was emanating from Lei Ying's belly.
Duan Yun evidently treated Lei Ying as an instrunt, trying to find the rhythm of the Source Palace noble from that day.
Even soone with extraordinary wisdom like Duan Yun needs to strive, constantly changing rhythm and pitch to recall that day's tempo.
In the eyes of Qingyu and the others, Lei Ying's body would sotis form a "D" shape, sotis an "O" shape, and other tis an "S" shape, while the rhythm from her belly button kept changing.
Seeing this scene, Qingyu and Feng Ling'er felt fortunate that they weren't the ones being used.
They probably couldn't withstand this level of tornt.
The Murong brothers felt a pang of heartache, thinking to themselves, "She's not my wife, but I almost want to stand up and stop it. But she's certainly a beauty—Old Demon Duan, be gentle!"
Duan Yun's attempt wasn't very ideal.
He changed the pitch at least a hundred tis and transford Lei Ying's body eighty-eight tis, yet still didn't achieve the progress he had imagined.
Indeed, that destined breakthrough point hadn't appeared.
What exactly was the problem?
"Extraordinary Wisdom, what's going on! I command you to solve everything!"
Duan Yun applied more force, his mind filled with the spinning extraordinary wisdom.
Just as Lei Ying, like the Murong brothers, was being ssed with to a point of rolling eyes and foaming at the mouth, a sudden spark of inspiration hit Duan Yun's mind, and he said, "I get it!"
"I get it again!"
"I completely understand everything now!"
The Murong brothers were shocked once again.
Get it again and again?
Are you the Lord of Understanding, for crying out loud?
At this mont, the Great Perverted Jade of the Moon Palace was not only heating up but scorching, casting a yellow light on Duan Yun, making him look like he had golden hair.
"Play the trumpet for !"
The sa voice rang out again, but this ti, it didn't co from Lei Ying's belly button—it seed to co from her mouth.
Yet she hadn't opened her mouth.
"Play the trumpet for !"
The voice repeated, and everyone's eyes changed.
Because they felt that Lei Ying was glowing, and even a pair of light wings seed to sprout from her back.
This scene was ridiculously bizarre.
Murong brothers couldn't help but say in shock, "Could she be ascending to beco a fairy!"
Duan Yun looked at this scene with great satisfaction.
This ti, he truly understood everything!
The reason understanding was difficult this ti was that he forgot that practicing martial arts is indeed a scientific thing.
Dream building is essentially about affecting people's minds.
He always used Lei Ying's body for rhythm, which was clearly unscientific; it requires using the brain!
The most direct influence on the mind's rhythm and tempo is brainwaves!
And the function of the Moon Dream Heart Sutra strengthens people's brainwaves, spreading out its rhythm and tempo, thereby influencing others' minds to create illusions and dream building effects.
"Play the trumpet for !" was just a slogan for finding rhythm, a key, since the nobles of the Source Palace were used to this slogan, allowing for better results.
And his extraordinary wisdom told him, the slogan could be "Play the trumpet for !", or it could be others like....
"I want to be a hero!"
Suddenly, such a phrase erged in Lei Ying's mind.
In the next mont, her light wings intensified.
"Sleep for ! Why don't you sleep?"
Duan Yun said.
At this point, the Murong brothers and the others genuinely felt so drowsiness.
However, that drowsiness was cut short as soon as it ford a little.
The glowing Lei Ying had disappeared, replaced by a Lei Ying in a state of unconsciousness, foaming at the mouth.
The Murong brothers looked heartbroken, saying, "It's really broken!"
Looking at Lei Ying in such a state, Duan Yun couldn't help but exclaim, "Indeed, she couldn't withstand such intensity; I'll have to do it myself!"
"Great Yin Jade! I command you to turn!"
This ti, Duan Yun held the Great Yin Jade, and True Qi surged directly into his brain.
He was lacking in sensitivity, but ultimately, he had a brain with extraordinary wisdom, possessing an absolute talent in using the brain to form rhythms.
Like a car, its starting speed may be slower, but it can't withstand the bountiful and continuous power it generates later.
"I want to be a hero!"
"I have a dream!"
"Play the trumpet for !"
"One world, one dream!"
...
In that instant, seven or eight voices simultaneously erged from Duan Yun's mind.
The Murong brothers and the others froze, feeling an odd sensation as if their minds were about to sprout new growths.
The next mont, they saw Duan Yun also glowing.
It seed as if countless light swords swirled behind him, making him appear like a Sword Immortal standing heroically in the wind, giving off an invincible aura.
However, in the next mont, the scene vanished, returning Duan Yun to his usual appearance, only for the image to reappear after two breaths.
With this constant shift in visuals, the Murong brothers couldn't help but rub their eyes, feeling as though their eyes had blurred or broken, giving them a dream-like illusion.
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