Looking up at the sky and shooting water, Di Shuye's eyes couldn't help but show a hint of respect. Making musical instruments, sure enough, can quickly improve mental power, just this time, Di Shuye found that his understanding and control of spiritual power have deepened a little bit.

"You've tasted the sweetness!" Tian Pai Shui looked at Di Shuye teasingly, and said with a smile.

"Hmm!" Di Shuye nodded heavily, and without waiting for the sky to shoot the water to speak, he impatiently grabbed the bamboos on the ground and sensed them with his spiritual power. After all the bamboo materials were inspected, Rao is spiritual power comparable to that of a saint, and he couldn't help but feel a little weak.

Throwing down the bamboo and sitting cross-legged, Di Shuye ran the essence over and over again, and the spiritual power consumed recovered at a very fast speed, and in a moment, he had recovered to his peak, compared to before, Di Shuye was keenly aware that the strength of his spiritual power had increased slightly.

"Next is the most important link: baking through!!" Tianpai Shui saw that Di Shuye's mental strength had recovered, and said with a slight smile, "It takes a long time for the shade to dry, and the bamboo after the shade is dried can be dried through, and the general drying is done in the drying cellar, and the cultivators are generally baked with cultivation, and you ......"

"Flame Seed?" Di Shuye replied subconsciously, and said with a smile: "That's right, if you have a flame, it is a great weapon, of course, use your spiritual power to urge the flame, and bake through the bamboo under the premise of not destroying the bamboo texture, it can be regarded as a success, okay, you can test it!"

Slightly clenched his fists, Di Shuye picked up a bamboo that had been damaged before, stretched out his right hand, and the phoenix feather on his back automatically provided flame seeds, and poured his hands through the meridians, and soon, the whole palm turned pale red, after all, it was the first time to do it, Di Shuye needed to slowly grope for the flame temperature that the bamboo could withstand.

Tian Pai Shui looked at Di Shuye who was intoxicated, and a relieved smile appeared on his face, although Di Shuye's surname is still a little childish, but once he decides on one thing, he will devote all his energy to complete it, which is also the most basic mentality that a craftsman needs.

Sometimes the baking temperature is not enough, sometimes the temperature is too high, and a whole small green bamboo is burned, and Di Shuye has also made great progress in how to control the flame with spiritual power. Stop and think for a moment, and concoct it again according to the law.

Finally, the slightest steam came out of the bamboo in his hand, and after a while, the color also changed slightly, and it was obviously a successful bake.

After several tests in a row, the mental power perceives the bamboo body, distinguishes the material, and bakes it in one go, Di Shuye stopped with satisfaction, and this series of actions can be completed without delay.

Looking at his face, he knew that this little guy had gained a lot, and he secretly praised in his heart, but frowned and said: "The speed is still not fast enough, and when you can do whatever you want, then it can be regarded as a slight achievement!

Di Shuye didn't answer, turned his hand to summon the magic erhu, the headstock automatically fell off, and the one-foot-long dementor sword appeared in his hand, Di Shuye has been spent in a tense and busy way, and he hasn't studied the dementor sword for a long time, and this is obviously not the time to study it, just to cut bamboo.

Pick out a nine-section bamboo that has just been perceived, the dementor sword waved slightly, a piece of bamboo was quietly intercepted, and looked at the dementor sword with satisfaction, Di Shu didn't have time to play at night, so he listened to the sky and patted the water: "After taking the material, it is the real production, the production of the hole flute is quite simple, and every step also requires the maintenance of mental power, first take the hole, use your music theory knowledge when taking the hole, assist the mental power, and identify the best position to take the hole, you have to locate the hole to what extent is the scale of the hole, in order to take the hole." ”

The longer and thicker the body of the flute, the lower the scale of the flute, and the lower the music played, and the higher the tune, which is why the disciples of the Qinzong Dong Xiaofeng generally have two dong flutes, without exception, they are all one rod to play the high note and one to play the bass.

"After the material is punched, the punching must not be sloppy!" "The hole is divided into three parts, the first part is the blowing hole on the edge of the upper sealing bamboo, and the second part is the finger hole of the pipe body, generally six or eight, five or seven holes in the front, one hole in the back, and the third part is the sound hole near the tail end, generally two to five. The opening should be smooth and clean, the size should be uniform, and secondly, the texture of the bamboo should not be damaged, and secondly, the overall situation should be overviewed to ensure that the sound quality and timbre of the hole flute are not destroyed. ”

"You can use the Dementor Sword to open the hole, or you can use the flame to open the hole, but remember what I just said, you can't destroy the sound quality and timbre!" Tianpai Shui solemnly emphasized, "Remember the control of spiritual power!"

"Hmm!" Nodding, Di Shuye picked up the ruined bamboo on the ground again, first digging holes with the Dementor Sword, and then experimenting with flame burning. After a long period of exploration, Di Shuye found that it was relatively simple to open a hole with a dementor sword, but it could not play a role in cultivating spiritual power, and it was extremely difficult to open a hole with flames, and it required a very high degree of control of spiritual power.

Making musical instruments, originally for the purpose of cultivating spiritual power, Di Shuye naturally will not give up the basics, Suo only uses flame openings, after several attempts, Di Shuye looked at the big or small, not rounded holes on the small green bamboo, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The mental strength was slightly insufficient, so he could only stop, sit down and recover for a while, and then get up and burn the hole again.

I kept practicing and groping, and I don't know how long it took, but finally, a wisp of flame pierced through the bamboo with a pop of fire from my fingertips, and a round and smooth hole appeared.

"Success!" Di Shuye was surprised, although it is difficult to bake through the material, but after all, it is a large area, and concentrating the flame at one point, without harming the bamboo around the hole, is so difficult that the control of spiritual power is too high, it is not difficult to imagine,

"Okay, I'm still worried that you use the Dementor Sword to open the hole, although the hole is simple, but it is very easy to destroy the bamboo texture, and it affects the timbre, even if the technique is accurate, it is not as perfect as the sound hole opened by the flame!"

After resting for a while, Di Shuye looked at the bamboo pipes that were intact and intercepted, grabbed one with his hand, gritted his teeth, and began to officially open the hole.

"Puff puff puff ......" just now the practice of countless times for a long time really had a remarkable effect, Di Shuye did not stop, the mental power perceived the bamboo pipe and the position that needed to be opened, and the brain deduced the comprehensive timbre, sound quality, distance and other all-round factors, quickly burned out the hole, in one go, and then bang, the whole person was paralyzed to the ground.

"Bang Chang ......" The newly formed hole flute fell to the ground, and Di Shuye's tired face couldn't help but show a satisfied smile, and finally succeeded!

"Don't rest, take this opportunity to quickly cultivate your spiritual power!" Tian Pai Shui hurriedly shouted, Di Shuye snorted, scolded himself secretly, and hurriedly struggled to sit up, and began to operate the transformation of Han Essence Qi.

After a long time, Di Shuye's face returned to ruddy, slowly opened his eyes, looked at the hole flute made by himself on the ground, and grabbed it.

"Try how!" Tianpai Shui was also a little looking forward to what the effect of Di Shuye's first hole flute would be.

Taking a deep breath, Di Shuye lifted the flute and put it to his mouth, his cheeks bulged slightly, and the airflow rushed out.

"Woo woo ......" The perfect timbre spread out from the hole flute, and Tianpai Shui's worried face instantly turned into joy, and suddenly said in a deep voice: "Infusion of cultivation power!"

Di Shuye's mind condensed during the playing, and the essence of his body turned into a nourishing force in his thoughts, blowing out, accompanied by the high and low tones, and a circle of ripple-like sound waves spread out rapidly......

"Haha, congratulations, you've finally succeeded in making your first musical instrument!"

Stopped playing, Di Shuye's face was also happy, because of the workmanship, the ordinary hole flute could not withstand the urging of cultivation, the first musical instrument made by himself actually perfectly carried the oppression of cultivation, which was enough to make him proud.

"Huh, father, is this made by you?" The three-eyed cow, who had been sleeping in the hall of the Void Pot Mansion, was awakened by the sound of the flute, and ran over with a stagger, looking curiously at the hole flute in Di Shuye's hand, and asked in the voice.

"San'er, your Laozi and my first musical instrument have succeeded, haha, you are a calf, I'll name it 'Moo'!" Di Shuye laughed heartily, and when he saw San'er, he took a name. However, at this time, he was overjoyed, but he did not know that many years later, his own cave flute made of low-grade bamboo was regarded as a treasure, and it caused several tragic battles.

"Hehe, my father is named because of San'er!" The three-eyed cow stomped his little hooves, said happily, and then tilted his head and said, "But ...... Why didn't my father make a demon erhu like that?"

"Uh......" Di Shuye was stunned for a moment, looked at the three-eyed cow suspiciously, and only heard the three-eyed cow say: "For example, father, you can bless a few vocal spaces in it!"

Hearing this, Di Shuye was embarrassed for a while, and the sky slapped the water and smiled, and the three-eyed cow saw that the two of them looked like they had heard nonsense, and opened up the space, looking at the Western Continent, I'm afraid no one can do it! The bull blinked a few times, and said aggrievedly: "Father, what San'er said is true......

Seeing that he was full of grievances, Di Shuye hurriedly said: "San'er, my father knows that what you said is true, but you know how to open up space...... The words stopped abruptly, and suddenly looked at the sky and patted the water.

The four looked at each other, and the two of them understood what the other party was thinking at the same time, "The three-eyed cow can break through the space of the Burning God Valley, is he ......?"

Before the thought was turned, I saw the three-eyed cow move its little hooves, and the two horns above its head trembled in a trance, and then two circles of golden energy circles spiraled out from the two spiral horns, and the two energy fluctuations that rotated were like two small tornadoes.