The Yellow Emperor respected the gods of heaven and earth very much, but when he sacrificed to the gods, he only quietly offered food sacrifices. Then, the Yellow Emperor led his subjects to bow down in front of the gods and pray silently: praying that the gods of heaven and earth would bless all the people in the world with good weather and good food, clothing, and no worries.

Such sacrifices are held several times a year, but often after each sacrifice to the gods of heaven and earth, it is not very effective. This made the Yellow Emperor very distressed, so he went to ask the master for advice.

A master once told the Yellow Emperor: "Yellow Emperor, the gods of heaven and earth will not easily patronize the world, and that is because they can't hear our voice calling him." They like beautiful music, and only when they play beautiful music will they be willing to come in person. ”

Therefore, the Yellow Emperor ordered the music official "Ling Lun" in the palace to be responsible for making "Lu Lu" for use when worshipping the gods of heaven and earth. Ling Lun is also very fond of music, but he does not know what to use to make musical instruments.

Someone told Ling Lun: "Ling Lun, the leg bones of beasts are relatively long, and they are also hollow tubular long bones. You might as well find this long bone and drill a small hole in it. As long as you get the hole in the right place, you can blow a beautiful rhythm. ”

So, Linglun went to find some long bones, and he used sharp stone tools to drill holes in them. It's just that these bones are too hard, and it took Ling Lun several days of hard work, breaking several long bones and breaking a pile of stone tools to make the bone flute.

Ling Lun played the bone flute, but he couldn't even make a sound. When he looked at it, it turned out that the holes on the bone flute were not breathable. Angry, Linglun threw the bone flute aside, and sulked there alone.

For a few days, the Yellow Emperor couldn't see any trace of Ling Lun, so he sent Ling Lun to see him again. When the Yellow Emperor asked, he learned that Linglun's musical instrument was not yet ready.

Although the Yellow Emperor was angry when he heard this, he still encouraged Ling Lun and said: "Ling Lun, it's useless to be in a hurry to do things, you have to go out and walk more to see if there are any other materials for making musical instruments." All you need to do is make the instrument before the autumn harvest and don't delay using it at the time of the autumn festival. ”

A few days later, the Yellow Emperor suddenly said to Ling Lun: "Ling Lun, you have to hurry up and make the instrument well." Because it hasn't rained for a long time, we have to ask God for rain as soon as possible, and if it doesn't rain, the crops will die of drought. ”

When Ling Lun heard this, he also panicked, what should I do? Where do you find materials for musical instruments? Ling Lun was so anxious that he hurriedly asked around to see if there were anyone nearby who was proficient in musical instruments.

On this day, Linglun met an old man. I saw that the old man's beard was gray, and he was hunched at the waist, but his face was ruddy, and he was in good spirits. The old man looked pleased, and he came from the other side of the road, humming a song.

When Ling Lun saw the old man's energetic appearance, he asked the old man: "Uncle, looking at your happy appearance, something festive must have happened." Where are you from? Where are you going? ”

The old man said happily: "The old man is from the Yandi tribe, and he wants to come to you as a guest, because my daughter gave birth to a great grandson for me. So I sang happily. ”

"Uncle, you sing so well, where did you learn your tune?"

"Young man, there are people in our Yandi tribe who can make tunes, so we usually like to hum twice when we have nothing to do."

"Uncle, my name is 'Linglun'. To tell you the truth, I also like music, but I don't know what I can use to make a musical instrument. So, I'm struggling with that. ”

The old man smiled, and he said to Ling Lun: "Ling Lun, if you meet me, we are fated." Because I'm also a person who likes music, I like to play some instruments when I have nothing to do. No, not long ago, I made a musical instrument made of bamboo pipes, and it is okay to blow. ”

"Then uncle, can you go back with me and see the musical instrument you made."

The old man smiled and said, "Linglun, it's all my fault that I forgot to bring that bamboo pipe when I went out." You see, I'm so old, it's not easy to come here. What's more, my wife is long gone, and I'm not in a hurry to go back. And I haven't found my daughter yet, so how can I go back and go back? ”

"Uncle, can you give me some pointers?" Linglun asked.

The old man said: "Linglun, I can't talk about guidance, I'll tell you something that is always beneficial." Linglun, you just follow the direction I came from to the south, go a few hundred miles to the south, and there is a 'spiritual mountain' there. There is a large valley in the middle of the great mountains of Lingshan, and that valley is called 'Slack Valley'. When you get there, you will see that there is a large bamboo forest in the valley, and in the middle of the bamboo forest there are some bamboos with even thickness in the middle. You pick the smooth bamboo, and then pinch the head and remove the tail, and only take a section of bamboo with uniform thickness in the middle. Then you hollow out the bamboo, and this becomes the bamboo pipe, and you drill small holes in the bamboo pipe, so that it becomes a simple bamboo wind instrument. ”

So, Ling Lun thanked the old man, he went to Lingshan with his luggage on his back, he went to the valley to cut some slender and uniform bamboo, and selected some bamboo with uniform thickness in the middle, he made these bamboos into bamboo pipes, and then drilled small holes in the bamboo pipes, and soon the first bamboo wind instrument was ready.

After the instrument was ready, Ling Lun was very excited, and he took the bamboo pipe and blew it to the passers-by. As a result, the sound that comes out is not yin and yang, and it is not in tune at all. The sound was harsh and unpleasant, and it scared people out of the way.

Linglun thought: It must be that I can't control the rhythm to be like this. So, the next day, Linglun went to the roadside to practice blowing. When he first arrived, mountain birds were flying above him, and beasts were grazing beside him. He was in trouble when he played, and the cacophony was so harsh that the beasts could not stand it, and they were so frightened that they ran away.

Once, when the Yellow Emperor was practicing horseback riding, he had just stepped on the horse's back, and Ling Lun blew the bamboo pipe, which frightened the horse into the air by the strange cry of the bamboo pipe, and raised his head and neighed. The Yellow Emperor did not grasp the reins, and he fell from his frightened horse at once.

When Ling Lun saw the fall of the Yellow Emperor, he was already frightened. He lost his mind and planted a big heel fight, and threw the bamboo pipe out of the distance. When Linglun came to help the Yellow Emperor in a panic, the Yellow Emperor smiled at him.

The Yellow Emperor not only didn't get angry, but also encouraged him: "Linglun, don't be discouraged, the bamboo pipe you made can scare my imperial horse like this, which shows that you are not simple." I think that as long as you persevere, you will definitely be able to play a beautiful rhythm in the future. ”

When Ling Lun heard the Yellow Emperor's encouragement, he said to the Yellow Emperor ashamedly: "Yellow Emperor, thank you for your encouragement to me back then, I failed to make the law on time that year, and I also failed to participate in the sacrificial ceremony. It's been almost three years, and I still haven't made a rhythm, which is already a big sin, but you still understand me like that. How can I repay you? ”

The Yellow Emperor said happily: "Ling Lun, maybe it was your Lu Lu who brought the aura. Since I asked you to make a ryulu, it has been smooth weather in the past three years, and there have been no natural disasters. I see, don't worry, come and blow it to me when you finish practicing. ”。

Ling Lun felt very ashamed when he saw that the Yellow Emperor not only did not blame him, but also encouraged him like this. From then on, whether it was windy or rainy, Linglun would work harder to keep training.

One day, Ling Lun came to Luofengling near the capital alone. The green mountains on Luofeng Ridge are like blue, the jade trees are verdant, the spring water is dingdong, and from time to time there are a few phoenixes that fall to Ling Lun's side.

When Ling Lun picked up the bamboo wind and played, the phoenixes also flew away. In order to practice his skills as soon as possible, he continued to play in the mountains. Ling Lun practiced non-stop for a long time, and he was a little tired, so he wanted to stay and rest for a while.

However, when he found that the tone he was playing was still very incongruous, he picked up the bamboo pipe and began to play again. Blowing and blowing, Ling Lun was so tired that he leaned against a big stone and fell asleep.

Linglun didn't know how long he had been asleep, when he was suddenly woken up by a beautiful bird cry from the tree. Ling Lun rubbed his eyes, looked up, and saw two phoenix birds with beautiful feathers and beautiful bodies falling on the tree, which turned out to be them chirping in the tree.

Ling Lun held his breath as he listened carefully to the melodious and melodious cry of the phoenix bird. Suddenly, he heard the sounds of a hundred birds singing in the woods. These sounds are so beautiful and beautiful, they are simply a kind of natural sound of extreme beauty.

Ling Lun didn't dare to alarm them, he closed his eyes and carefully distinguished the various sounds, some high-pitched and ear-filling, some graceful and melodious, some lingering sounds, and some soft and clear.

Ling Lun picked up the bamboo pipe and was about to play, but the two phoenix birds flew away again, so frightened that Ling Lun hurriedly went down the mountain. Since then, Ling Lun has been going to Luofengling every day to listen to the chirping of the phoenix.

Later, after a long period of observation, Ling Lun finally found that among the two chirping phoenixes, the phoenix bird's chirping voice was relatively high-pitched, and its voice seemed to be passionate; The bird's chirping sound is softer, and its voice is tactful and long.

Ling Lun was also drunk when he heard it, and he could hear that the high-pitched and loud voice must have come from the male bird; That gentle and soft voice must have been the voice of the female bird.

Linglun also found that after each pair of phoenixes perched, each phoenix would stand on the branch and sing six times. Then, the two phoenix birds sang in unison again. Their voices are melodious and melodious, as beautiful as songs, and they fly away after singing a passage at a time.

The more Ling Lun listened, the more excited he became, and his heart suddenly had an inspiration. So, Linglun carefully recorded various sounds with special notes. He also made effective improvements to the bamboo pipes according to the needs of the notes.

Later, according to the two six tones of the phoenix's call, after a long period of speculation, scrutiny, and improvement, he customized these rhythms into twelve rhythms representing twelve different sounds.

It took more than three years for Linglun to complete the formulation of the law. Later, he used improved bamboo pipes to perform on the Yellow Emperor. The Yellow Emperor listened to Ling Lun's playing and was simply fascinated.

The Yellow Emperor suddenly shouted: "Ling Lun, I can hear it, this is the sound of the phoenix chirping." The phoenix bird is a sacred bird, it is also our auspicious bird, there is such music in the ear, it is an auspicious omen? ”

Ling Lun smiled: "The Yellow Emperor is wise, your understanding of music and rhythm is too unique. Because, such a voice is derived from the cry of the phoenix. ”

The Yellow Emperor said: "Linglun, I admire you so much. It's really paid off, and you've finally completed my plan. I think that since you are so clever, you should work harder, and on this basis, you should make a cheerful rhythm for festivities, and a solemn rhythm for sacrifices, so that they can be used on different occasions. ”

Later, Linglun recorded the cries of various birds and beasts one by one. These voices have also continued to enrich Linglun's experience, making the rhythms he created more agile and lively.

For example, Linglun can use the sound of a drum to strike the sound of a horse's hooves running; Linglun can also use whistling sounds to express the sounds of various birds, and sometimes these sounds are vivid, and even fake.

In the end, Ling Lun created a unique law in the world. He divided 12 bamboo segments of different lengths into 12 syllables according to the sound quality and voice, and then made various musical instruments that can be produced separately and have a rich, high-pitched, low-pitched, and tactful sound.

Ling Lun produced the 12 rhythms and various musical instruments, and was respected as "the first person of Chinese music", and he became the "musical ancestor" of the Chinese nation. The emergence of Linglun has set off an upsurge of advocating music in the land of China.

At the same time, another musician, "Rong Yu", was also ordered by the Yellow Emperor to cast twelve kinds of metal music clocks. These 12 types of music bells are divided into large and small shapes, and the rhythm runs from top to bottom, and the sound gradually thins from high to low, which means a long time.

The musician "Hang" was also ordered by the Yellow Emperor to create a musical instrument "chime", which is a stone drum, and different stone qualities will produce different sound quality. These bells and chimes are percussion instruments, and they are just right to the five tones of the rhythm.

There is also a musician named "Rong Cheng", who is also a musician, and his love for music is no less than that of others. Rong Cheng synthesized the above six techniques of musicians, and also produced a musical rhythm and rhythm calendar that combines all musical instruments. At this time, the Hualong people were obsessed with music, and the degree to which they loved music could be described as a hundred schools of thought.