Since Miss Chaoyun was picked up by Yun Xiaoyao, the sword son of the Heavenly Sword Gate, Su Zhe, the prince of the world, seems to be a different person, drinking every day, singing and dancing, and decadent pleasure.

Ye Cheng was depressed.

Because the musician Lin Yu has to play charcoal in the coriander hall most of the day.

I don't have time to play the alpha sound for Ye Cheng.

Ye Cheng's cultivation speed slowed down again.

But he couldn't help it.

Unless you look for a musician outside the palace.

But that potential risk is greater.

In the evening of this day, Ye Cheng was bored and flipped through a Buddhist scripture.

He only needs to practice once a day, and he has too much free time.

"Father-in-law, I'm really sorry, this time is really not available."

Musician Lin Yu actually came over.

However, he looked tired, and at first glance he knew that it was a hard time.

There is no way, Su Zhe, the son of the world, wants to listen to singing and dancing, and they musicians have to work hard.

"It's okay, the prince is the right thing to do."

Ye Cheng waved his hand.

"Father-in-law, if you just want to listen to that kind of tune, in fact, the villain has a way."

Lin Yu hesitated for a moment and said.

In fact, he is also very curious, the seemingly soothing sound of the piano, if you listen to it for a long time, will actually be very uncomfortable and affect people's mental state.

But this father-in-law listens to it every day, and even listens to it many times, and he never gets tired of it.

"Oh, what's the solution?"

Ye Cheng perked up and hurriedly asked.

"Father-in-law, the ancestor of the villain once made a utensil called the eighteen bells, which can be adjusted to form the sound of various frequencies spoken by the father-in-law, and the villain has used the eighteen bells since he was a child to cultivate a sense of sound, and the tone of any frequency can be distinguished by listening....."

Lin Yu hurriedly said, "If the father-in-law needs it, the villain can let someone send it over." ”

"Master Lin, I didn't expect there to be this kind of instrument, so I'll trouble you."

Ye Cheng was very interested, and immediately nodded and said.

Two days later, Lin Yu's family really sent the eighteenth bell over.

After being inspected by the palace guards, the thing was released and then sent to Ye Cheng's residence.

Ye Cheng carefully inspected the eighteen-cup bell utensils, which looked like an inverted bronze bell, two meters high, and the diameter was estimated to be about one meter.

What the interior looks like, then it is unknown.

He didn't get it for the time being, and he waited for Lin Yu to come over.

After all, he didn't know how to use this thing, so it would be troublesome to break it.

In the evening, Lin Yu came over.

Under Lin Yu's introduction, Ye Cheng had some understanding of this set of eighteen bells, and the interior was very famous.

People enter from the top, and the interior is quite spacious, but the bell wall is covered with copper nails.

These copper nails can be disassembled.

Eighteen bells inside.

"Father-in-law, these copper nails are used to control the frequency."

Lin Yu said.

Then, with great difficulty, he dismantled the copper nails one by one.

The demolished places were unexpectedly hollow.

After a long time, he removed at least half of the copper nails.

Then he closed the lid on the top entrance and tightened it.

The structure on the lid is more complicated, and there is a clockwork-like mechanism.

"Father-in-law, this is a sound-making mechanism, because it wants to isolate the interference of external sounds, so the sound-making mechanism relies on the people inside and operates it by itself."

Lin Yu said.

Ye Cheng was shocked.

The structure of this eighteen-cup bell utensil is quite complicated.

This ancestor of the Lin family can design this kind of instrument, it is definitely a genius.

After Lin Yu opened the mechanism, a small hammer-like thing gently struck a position on the side of the eighteenth bell.

Boom!

Very dull and sluggish voice.

When the two of them heard this sound, their bodies got goosebumps, their scalps were numb, and they had a feeling of shocking their hearts.

"Father-in-law, I have to adjust it, this frequency is a little higher."

After Lin Yu heard this, he immediately said.

Ye Cheng couldn't hear it.

After all, he is not sensitive to sound.

Then Lin Yu adjusted the position of the copper nail before completing the final debugging.

Ye Cheng closed his eyes and tried to enter a meditative state, and as the small hammer struck the eighteen bells, a slow and low voice resounded through the interior.

He felt like his brain was overpowered.

In an instant, his consciousness entered an incomparably wonderful state, communicating with the subconscious in his body.

Soon, this state of affairs was interrupted.

It turned out that the bell was intermittent.

"Father-in-law, you can adjust the frequency of the sound-making mechanism according to your needs."

Lin Yu said.

Ye Cheng was very satisfied in his heart.

After all, this thing is really useful.

With this eighteen bells, there is no need for musicians to play for themselves.

In the future, even if you use it 24 hours a day, it will not attract attention.

Thinking that a beautiful cultivation life was about to begin, his heart was filled with a sense of anticipation.

After Lin Yu left, Ye Cheng couldn't wait to use the eighteen bells.

However, he first adjusted the percussion frequency of the sound-making mechanism, and waited until it would not affect his continuous communication subconscious in a meditative state, and then he officially began to cultivate.

After some cultivation, Ye Cheng was amazed.

The effect is really good.

The main thing is that these eighteen bells are not like people who have stamina and will get tired.

It's just a machine that works forever as long as it doesn't break.

Ye Cheng has the Immortal Dao Fruit, so he doesn't need to cherish and protect his body and spirit at all, and he works hard to create it.

In this way, after a month of dark cultivation, Ye Cheng broke through the quadruple in a row, and his cultivation reached the level of the seventh level of the day after tomorrow.

Mainly during this time, he was very idle.

There was time to cultivate, and no one bothered him at all.

.....

Inside the Coriander Hall.

Beautiful music sounded, and one by one Mei Ji was dancing to the tune.

The prince Su Zhe was lying in the arms of a beautiful woman, drunk very much.

At this moment, a blue-robed eunuch trotted in.

"Shizi, the prince is back."

"Huh? Father is back? ”

Su Zhe originally enjoyed the gentleness, wine and food, but when he heard it, he immediately sat up from the beauty's arms, his reddish face showed panic, and all the drunkenness dissipated at once.

During this time, he was really too decadent and erosive.

Especially the way he is now, if his father sees it, it will be miserable.

"Quick, prepare a sobering and washing for this son."

Su Zhe hurriedly ordered.

Soon, the left and right attendants were busy.

.....

Bell and Drum Hall.

"What about the prince, this king has been back for so long, why hasn't he come over yet?"

King Jing was dressed in a python robe, sitting on the main seat, frowning slightly.

"Lord Yu, the prince will come over immediately."

The blue-robed eunuch hurriedly said.

"What happened during this time?"

King Jing asked.

The blue-robed eunuch hesitated for a moment, and then honestly explained what the prince had done during this time.

"This kid is going to die for a dusty woman, it's really stupid."

King Jing snorted coldly.

However, it is also a good thing that the woman was taken away by Yun Xiaoyao.

It didn't take long for Su Zhe, the prince of the world, to come to the Bell and Drum Hall.

Dressed in a gorgeous brocade robe, he can't see that he has drunk wine.

Even the rouge and wine smell on his body is gone.

"The child has seen his father."

Su Zhe greeted cautiously.

"Hmph, if this king doesn't come back, how long will you be ridiculous?"

King Jing asked coldly.

Su Zhe lowered his head, like a quail.

"During this time, has there been any progress in martial arts?"

King Jing asked again.

"Father, a slight improvement..."

Su Zhe said weakly.

For more than a month, he had barely cultivated, and his cultivation was still stuck in the inner breath, and he still couldn't complete the resonance and coordination between his internal force and spiritual power.

"Hmph, when this king is your age, he is already the fourth day after tomorrow, as a child of the royal family, don't you know the importance of cultivation for strength, how to take on great responsibilities in the future?"

King Jing's gaze was extremely oppressive.

Su Zhe said disapprovingly: "Father, what is the big responsibility, and when the child inherits the throne of King Jing in the future, it will be decades later, anyway, with you, what are the children worried about?" ”

"You son of a..."

King Jing was furious.

If the emperor is at his peak and has children, he naturally has nothing to do with his own family, and he can be a free prince.

But the current situation can't tolerate their father and son lying flat at all.

"Do you know why your father went to Yujing?"

King Jing glanced at his son and felt the need to put a little pressure on him.

"Father, does Your Majesty often summon you to Yujing because of your brother?"

Su Zhe said.

"You think Your Majesty is so boring."

King Jing snorted coldly.

"Why is that?"

Su Zhe asked in surprise.

"You're not going to think about it with your pig brain."

King Jing said in a tone of hatred that iron is not made of steel.

"Huh? Father, it can't be that, right? ”

Su Zhe is naturally not a fool, but he is usually too lazy to think.

"Or what do you think?"

King Jing said indifferently.

"Father, can our family quit? Isn't it good to be a free prince? ”

Su Zhe said hesitantly.

His goal is to be a gentleman first, and then a free prince later.

"There's no going back."

King Jing shook his head.

Suddenly, Su Zhe turned into a bitter gourd face.

He knew how dangerous it was to fight for the throne.

.....