Chapter 20: Entering the Territory by the Spectrum

Zhou Lingyun stupidly looked for the source of the sound, but found that there was no speech around. Xiaoji pressed his shoulder, signaled not to look around, and said to the void in a respectful tone: "Since the little apprentice and the immortal chief are destined, I will come tomorrow." If there is anything wrong, I hope the immortal chief will forgive me. ”

But there was no sound in the air, and there was silence all around.

"Master, who was talking just now?" Zhou Lingyun asked cautiously.

Xiaoji said: "Just now it was an immortal with great magical powers. This is the technique of transmitting sound for thousands of miles, and if it weren't for the profound cultivation, it would definitely not be able to make such a deep and powerful sound. ”

Zhou Lingyun nodded as if he didn't understand.

"Master Xuanyuan, you must have heard the voice of the Immortal Chief. We'll go back and get things in order now, and we'll bother tomorrow. Xiaoyun gave up, and Xuanyuan Po and Xuanyuan Huang naturally stopped forcing it if they kept it a little.

Xiaoji took Zhou Lingyun and left to the room he had set before to prepare for rest.

After returning to the guest room and settling down, Xiaoji began to meditate, and his body continued to condense the Tao.

Zhou Lingyun opened the package given to him by the overlord, and it was a book bound with gold thread, and the words "Heaven and Earth Datong" were written in black on a white background.

Turning the first page, for Zhou Lingyun, it was like piles of tadpoles swimming in front of his eyes, and he also mocked him by the way. He couldn't read any of them.

He had never been exposed to the rhymes expressed by these rhythms, let alone understood them.

He only recognized the huge words at the top of the row: "Heaven and Earth Part I: Red War Song." ”

Although Zhou Lingyun didn't know the rhythm, it didn't affect his enthusiasm for the book in the slightest, and his eyes stared at those strange symbols with great interest.

The music and rhythm books of the Demon Sound Sect are always different from others.

Zhou Lingyun seemed to be trapped, and strange pictures were displayed in front of him.

The red moon is in the sky, and the dark night is like fire.

Jin Ge Iron Horse, soldiers meet each other.

Epic chapters abruptly appeared in Zhou Lingyun's mind.

The flag is in tatters, and the armor is scarlet. The deafening shout suddenly came overwhelmingly, and the soldier picked up his already dull weapon, drank the last sip of wine that he had secretly brought with him, swallowed a mouthful of blood foam, and then his eyes burst out with a strong fighting intent, and he regarded death as home!

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, the battlefield suddenly changed, the enemy's morale was full of laughter, and the butcher's knife in his hand fell to sacrifice a living being.

The late general sat in the barracks, looking at the chess pieces that represented the enemy troops everywhere, but the baton in his hand could no longer point a single step on the map.

Empty and desolate, unforgettable, boys are born as heroes; the emperor's throne, a hundred bones are withered, once the king looks back, he is full of devastation, no one for thousands of miles, only can be seen, and the river of blood flows for a long time.

When the red moon was in the sky, the war song rose again, and the old general solemnly put on his armor, tightened his weapons, and stepped out of the camp.

Zhou Lingyun suddenly came back to his senses, but the pictures in his mind were scattered one by one.

The first chapter of heaven and earth: Red Moon Battle Song!

Looking at these big words again, Zhou Lingyun suddenly seemed to have entered that gorgeous era, that era that was fascinating and regrettable, and he was the little soldier who went into battle.

When he came back to his senses again, Zhou Lingyun felt more and more that the magnificent war was so great and so exciting.

Zhou Lingyun seemed to be immersed in it, and couldn't help but go and watch it again.

The scene is still the same, and it seems that it will always be a description of this war that is already about to be lost. Zhou Lingyun suddenly felt that he had become the old general this time, with determination, sincerity, and enthusiasm, he picked up his bravery and walked towards the battlefield. At this moment, he forgot that he was a general sitting in the rear, and that he was already in his twilight years.

The white hair will soon be dyed red, like the red moon in the sky, and red like a ghost.

When Zhou Lingyun came back to his senses again, Xiaoji looked at him with interest from the side.

"Master, why are you staring at me like this?" Zhou Lingyun moved his body back without a trace,

Xiao Jiquan didn't see it, and said: "The teacher has been awake for more than an hour, but I found that you have been staring at this score. Can you read it?"

Zhou Lingyun shook his head: "I don't understand what is written on it at all, but there are a lot of illusions in my mind." ”

Xiaoji looked at Zhou Lingyun like a ghost.

The first time I came into contact with the score, I was able to enter the music from the score, and I could see through the meaning that the score wanted to express, could it be that this kid had a very high talent for music?

Zhou Lingyun thought for a while and said: "And every time I read this score, I have different illusions, sometimes it's a small soldier, sometimes it's a general, master, what does this mean?"

Xiaoji was even more surprised. Zhou Lingyun's performance has exceeded his cognition.

Not only can you understand the score, but you can also evolve different artistic conceptions, which I'm afraid today's famous pianists can't do, and even the Demon Music Sect estimates that few people can do it. Could it be that this kid really has a demonic talent for music?

"Ling Yun, you don't have to think much about this matter, after you arrive at the sect, I will find someone to teach you the common sense of music and rhythm. You just need to know that these are good things, and they are the most powerful help for you to understand the rhythm. I'll discuss it with you in the future, and the top priority now is about your meeting with the Immortal Elder tomorrow. ”

"Master, isn't it just to see someone, there's no need to pay so much attention to it, right?" Zhou Lingyun didn't understand why Xiaoji attached so much importance to this invitation.

Xiaoji shook his head and said, "You have just entered the world of monks, and there are some things that you naturally don't understand. Do you remember what I told you about the two different energies of qi and dao? ”

"Yes. Zhou Lingyun nodded.

Xiao Ji continued with a teachable expression: "Today's Immortal Elder has a very strong cultivation, and he can even compare to our Taoist Dao Ancestor. Although I don't know whether it's Qi practice or enlightenment, but they are all seniors you have to respect, tomorrow you go to think that the immortal chief will not be embarrassed by you, you can follow the meaning of the immortal. If you get a guide or two from the immortal chief, it will be of great help to you in the future. ”

"The disciple understands. Zhou Lingyun also heard Xiaoji's painstaking efforts, and nodded in agreement.

"Originally, I wanted to tell you about the world of this monk today, but now that the Immortal Chief's invitation is temporarily abandoned, it will not be too late for me to tell you about it when I get to the land of the Taoist sect in the future. Xiaoji got up and tidied up his clothes: "Okay, you've been watching the music for an afternoon, so it's not too late to go to eat something with the teacher first and read it at night." You have a good rest tonight, and you must not lose face tomorrow. ”

"Got it, master. Zhou Lingyun carefully rinsed and wrapped the score, and then followed Xiaoji downstairs.