Chen Xiaobei's state of mind was very strong.
However, at this moment, he was actually directly affected by the mysterious pipa music, and his entire mind was immersed in the music.
If even Chen Xiaobei was like this, there was no need to mention others.
Zhu tianzong, the most powerful Grandmaster of the nine Yin sect, was already in a daze. His eyes were unfocused and his state of mind had completely fallen under the control of the lute.
Gradually, everyone, including Chen Xiaobei, began to see a wonderful illusion.
A bright full moon hung in the dark night sky.
The night wind blew the White clouds like silk and fog, making people feel like they were in a Fairyland.
A beautiful figure descended from the clouds.
