The seven realms that Qin Xuan said were unheard of by the old man, and he couldn't help but be a little stunned in his eyes for a while, but fortunately, the old man was indifferent in his heart, and he didn't stay at a thing, and he came to his senses in a moment.

"I didn't expect that there are so many realms of music and rhythm, and the person who wants to write this book must also be a generation of masters!"

The old man's expression was no longer as quiet as before, and he seemed to have an indescribable emotion.

"Old man, don't you know where this book came from?"

Hearing the old man's exclamation, Qin Xuan's eyebrows showed doubts, since this book was handed down from the old man's family, it stands to reason that there should be some information about this book, but Qin Xuan heard from the old man's words that the old man didn't know what it was.

"Hehe, this book has indeed been handed down, and it has always been regarded as a treasure, because it is written in an ancient font, so I don't know what it is after all, but I didn't expect it to be just a flute book!"

Although the old man was indifferent by nature, at this moment, he found that the things he had always treasured at home were just a book of flute, and he couldn't help but feel a trace of loneliness and sadness in his heart.

"Hehe, old man, you can't say that, this ancient book must have a long history, and there are two flute scores in it, although I don't know much about music, but I can also feel that it is extraordinary, if it falls into the hands of the master of music, I will definitely find its value. ”

Looking at the slightly lonely look between the old man's eyebrows, Qin Xuan smiled and comforted, as he said, this book is indeed extremely extraordinary in Qin Xuan's eyes, just the seven realms of music and rhythm depicted in the book allow Qin Xuan to imagine how talented and peerless the person who wrote this book is!

"Hehe, that's what you said, since it can be handed down, it must have its value, but we haven't found it yet!"

The old man was already free and easy, and he didn't have anything in his heart, just now he just sighed that this ancient book was actually a Xiao book, and now under Qin Xuan's persuasion, the old man also returned to his original calm and quiet mentality, and a faint smile was on his face again.

"Yes, although it is a flute score, it must be extremely extraordinary, old man, you have to collect it well, if you see a real music master in the future, you may know the value!"

Qin Xuan followed the old man's tone and said with a smile, and then handed the flute score to the old man's hand.

"Hehe, young man, do the seven realms you mentioned just now really exist?

The old man took the score, just held it in his hand, and then looked at Qin Xuan, compared to this book, which may be very precious, the old man was more interested in the seven realms depicted in it.

"Old man, the book says that this is just speculation, and it has not been demonstrated, and no matter what kind of musical instrument plays the music, these seven realms can be reached, so the person who wrote this flute score, although he is dedicated to the flute, but he also knows friends of other musical rhythms, but he has not seen a friend who has appeared in one of these seven realms when playing a musical instrument, which is also a big regret of the person who wrote this book!"

Qin Xuan lightly told the old man some of the notes in the score.

"Alas, it seems that I have no chance to meet in this life, but I don't know whether these seven realms are true or false, if it is true, there is no regret if I can hear one!"

The old man sighed a little in his tone, at the old man's age, what he was seeking was no longer material enjoyment, but a kind of spiritual cultivation, so after he knew that there were still these seven realms of music and rhythm in the world, his heart was also very yearning.

"Hehe, old man, these seven realms are just a guess, and they have never been confirmed, so you don't need to be so emotional!"

Qin Xuan picked up the original ancient books again, and while flipping through them, he also said to the old man with a smile.

"Hehe, young man, what you said is true, everything in the world can't go well, everything is just fate!"

The old man re-wrapped the ancient book in silk and put it in his arms, and today Qin Xuan interpreted this ancient book for him, which was also his great wish.

In the past, although the old man had always treasured this ancient book, he never knew what it was, and he was inevitably a little anxious in his heart, which was a kind of worry that did not know the truth, which was very disturbing, but today Qin Xuan told him everything, and his mind has now become smooth and comfortable.

Looking at Qin Xuan, the old man nodded secretly, stroking his beard, his eyes full of smiles.

Qin Xuan sat on the stool, flipped through the few books in his hand casually, and when he finished reading, he put them back on the gebu, and then moved his eyes to the instruments.

Some small musical instruments such as flutes, bamboo boards, and flutes lie quietly on the grid, although the surface is a little gray and dark, but they are also spotless, and it seems that the old man often wipes them.

Qin Xuan bent down and took some musical instruments in his hand, looked at them casually, and then put them down again.

Regarding Qin Xuan's actions, the old man saw it in his eyes and didn't say anything, for these worthless musical instruments, he admired Qin Xuan more, and felt that as long as Qin Xuan liked it, as for the rest, the old man didn't pay much attention to it.

At this time, Qin Xuan was holding a gray-colored stone flute in his hand, slightly thick, with patterns carved on it, coarse mineral, concise, showing a faint ancient rhyme, giving people a feeling as thick and deep as the earth.

Qin Xuan liked it a little when he saw it for the first time, this was exactly the style he liked, heavy, simple, and unassuming.

Qin Xuan put the flute to his mouth and blew it slightly, a trace of elegant and ethereal flute sound came out of it, the sound quality was excellent, Qin Xuan was slightly happy, and then blew it seriously.

Suddenly, a fresh and elegant flute sound sounded in this ancient street, many people who were walking stopped instantly, and those old people who were chatting also stopped talking and listened to this flute sound like a heavenly sound.

Qin Xuan didn't know what he was blowing, at this time, he was also feeling after reading the flute score, but he just closed his eyes and followed the feeling, blowing the stone flute.

The sound of the flute is tactful and ethereal, fresh and free, with a faint sound of fairy, resounding through the ancient streets, many people who listened, unconsciously closed their eyes, followed the sound of the flute, a pair of ethereal mountains and water, bamboo forests shake shadows, the desolate picture scroll of heaven and earth, reflected in everyone's minds.

For a while, everyone couldn't help but be stupid!

The sound of the flute is melodious, ethereal and clear, like a murmuring stream, white clouds are leisurely, free and unrestrained, and the soul is free.

The sound of the flute is tactful, twists and turns, like the quiet sound of the empty valley, the mist is shrouded, and the tulle is separated, which makes people feel fascinated.

A song of flute music slowly fell, but what was left behind was the washing of the soul and the sassiness of the whole body.

Qin Xuan and the old man also gathered around some old people and pedestrians at this time, they were attracted by Qin Xuan's Xiao Yin, after Qin Xuan's Xiao Yin fell, thunderous applause rang out, with excited looks on their faces, glad that they could hear such a fairy sound today.

When the crowd finally dispersed, Qin Xuan relaxed slightly, everyone was so enthusiastic just now that Qin Xuan couldn't greet him.

"Young man, I didn't expect you to be so powerful, you can play such a good flute, today I really saw the extraordinaryness of young people!"

The old man looked at Qin Xuan and said with emotion, when he heard Qin Xuan blowing the flute just now, he gradually sank into it, as if he had entered a new world, and only he knew the feelings in it.

Under the baptism of Qin Xuan Xiaoyin, the old man felt even more relaxed and comfortable at this time, he hadn't felt this feeling for a long time.

The old man's body, he himself knows, although he has never had any disease, but the failure of the body's organ function also makes the old man sometimes feel that it is very difficult to walk, but at this time, the old man feels unusually relaxed, every cell seems to be cheering, as if ushering in a new life.

"Hehe, old man, it's the first time I've blown it, and it makes you laugh!"

Qin Xuan smiled.

"Young man, it's good to be modest, but you can't be too modest, sometimes people have to show their other side, so that they can live a better life!"

Hearing Qin Xuan's words, the old man waved his hand and preached at Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan had no choice but to smile bitterly, this was indeed the first time he had done a, and he had not deceived the old man, but Qin Xuan did not say anything, saying that these things were meaningless now.

The old man saw Qin Xuan's wry smile, smiled, and then reached out and took out the book of Xiao Spectrum in his arms, touched it gently, and then resolutely handed it to Qin Xuan, and said with a smile: "Young man, I see that your Xiao skills are excellent, and the two of us can talk quite well today, this Xiao Book is useless to stay with me, it is better to give it to you, it can be regarded as giving its value!"

Qin Xuan was stunned for a moment, but did not take it, but shook his head and said, "Old man, this flute score is very valuable, I can't ask for it, you better put it away!"

The old man didn't withdraw his hand, and said with a smile: "Young man, it's nothing, it's just a book, in the eyes of uneducated people, it's actually worthless, you just take it!"

"Hehe, old man, let me tell you the truth, in fact, after I flipped through this book just now, all the contents in it have been recorded in my mind, so this book has no effect on me, and besides, this is something handed down from your old man's family, how can I ask for it?"

Qin Xuan pushed back the book that the old man had handed over, and then said slowly.

"What you say, young man, is it true?"

Hearing Qin Xuan's words, the old man said in disbelief.

"Old man, of course it's true, you won't blame me for stealing the things in the school, will you?"

Qin Xuan said with some apologies on his face.

"Why, I asked you to read this book, you only read it once and remember it, that's your ability, if others can't learn it!"

The old man waved his hand and smiled at Qin Xuan, at this time he looked at Qin Xuan again, he didn't expect Qin Xuan to have such a powerful ability.

The old man looked at Qin Xuan, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this young man he met today was really outstanding!