After all, Lin Yi has pressed his entire net worth this time, and it is also possible to send a big living person to the Northern Desert, so after thinking about it, he feels that he should try to be as safe as possible.

"Mu Gongzi, please use it!"

Mu Jingxuan directly handed a delicate and small wooden box to Lin Yi.

Sure enough, the daughter of the prince's family......

It's not the same as that super loser!

One is a large wooden box and the other is a small wooden box, and the gap between them is not a little bit at all......

You're welcome, I took the high-grade black stone powder and put it into the carving pen.

After taking a deep breath, Lin Yi also began to engrave on the purple-stringed guqin.

In fact, the reason why Lin Yi was so confident was precisely because when Hua Leng took out the turquoise guqin, he had observed the divine inscription on it.

The turquoise guqin is indeed full of words and scores.

The word is in the divine language......

The spectrum is the same as the ancient spectrum.

Is it hard?

It's quite difficult for ordinary people, but for Lin Yi, who wrote millions of words of novels in his previous life, it's not difficult at all.

Of course, knowing ancient songs has nothing to do with writing novels.

Lin Yi naturally couldn't tell the story of staying up all night for ten nights in order to chase a beautiful woman studying music, and in the end, the beauty didn't catch up, but the ancient song was basically memorized.

Write the score first, then write the lyrics!

This is the most basic process of writing a musical and rhythmic script, otherwise it would be an ordinary book to write words directly......

Soon, with the wave of Lin Yi's engraved pen, the beating symbols were also quickly engraved on the purple-stringed guqin, flashing with a shining light.

Qu Lao and Hua Yinglong are both people who have studied music and rhythm.

Therefore, when the symbols in Lin Yi's pen appeared on the purple-stringed guqin like a stream, the eyes of the two people also showed surprise.

"Good, good ......" Qu Lao's mouth praised one after another.

And Hua Yinglong was a little frightened.

"This Mu Shuangyi really understands the rhythm of music, this ...... How is this possible! How old is he? He is so young that he can write such a score in one breath!"

Hua Yinglong's face was obviously a little anxious, and his forehead was sweaty.

And Hua Leng, who was standing next to Hua Yinglong, was also staring closely at the carved pen in Lin Yi's hand at this moment, and his face was also completely incredulous.

In his eyes, Lin Yi is nothing more than an arrogant villain.

Can ...... now

This arrogant villain, but he is so skillful at carving the score!

Will it lose?

Such a thought inexplicably appeared in Hua Leng's mind.

But soon, this idea was dismissed by him.

Even if you know how to score music, how can you reach the Cheng dù of "The Sound of Tianmen", which is the best music book, and there are few books in the entire Great Chu Dynasty!

Prince Wen and King Zhenbei did not study the music together.

But I also know that if I want to write a music Taoist script, I should write a music score first, from now on, Lin Yi's music is written so smoothly, he should really know how to sound and rhythm.

The two men looked at each other......

They all saw the same light in each other's eyes.

That's the light when you find a baby!

Lose something?

For Prince Wen and King Zhenbei, it's nothing at all!

They want people!

If you have to say who is the most shocked among the people present, it is definitely Mu Jingxuan.

Although Mu Jingxuan was very pleased with Lin Yi's talent, she also tried to convince herself in her heart that Lin Yi would definitely write a sacred book with a rhythm and rhythm.

But......

Only those who really study the rhythm of music and make it the strongest law will know it......

How difficult it would be to write this one-tone sacred script!

He ...... Can you really write it?" Although Mu Jingxuan wanted to make herself trust Lin Yi, in fact, deep down in her heart, she didn't believe it.

"That Mu Shuangyi seems to be writing very quickly!"

"yes...... He seems to know a lot about music scores, and he never stopped writing at that moment!"

"How do I feel like he's memorizing a score?"

"If it's really a memorization score, then it's a loss, only originality can attract the power of heaven and earth...... He wouldn't even know this, would he?"

"Even if he can score music, the official still doesn't believe that he can really write a book comparable to the best music and rhythm like "The Way of Heaven"!"

Among the surrounding pavilions, students and officials craned their necks to look at the music score quickly engraved in Lin Yi's hand.

Minutes and seconds passed......

It took a quarter of an hour for Lin Yi to finally finish writing a piece of music.

"It's done, he's really done writing a complete song!"

"This Mu Shuangyi is really an all-rounder!"

Seeing that Lin Yi finished writing, there was a burst of discussion in the surrounding pavilions again.

And Hua Yinglong's face was a little pale at the moment......

"I didn't expect this Mu Shuangyi to be really hidden! No...... He was exposed, and a little bit exposed, just...... But I think he's crazy, and I don't believe him at all!"

Looking at the neat score, Hua Yinglong also thought to himself in his heart, completely unable to believe the fact in front of him.

"Father!" Hua Leng was obviously a little anxious at this time.

"Words are the key!" Hua Yinglong naturally knew what Hua Leng was thinking.

"Hmm...... Huada is right, when it comes to the study of music and rhythm, many people have reached a very high level, but how to achieve the real integration of words and music is the top priority of the music and rhythm of the spiritual book!"

When Qu Lao heard the words of the two people, he also said casually.

"Thank you Qu Lao for your advice!" Hua Leng immediately replied loudly.

When Qu Lao heard this, he also frowned slightly, but he didn't speak.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Hua Leng is deliberately trying to disturb Lin Yi's train of thought with his voice.

"Shameless villain!" Hearing Hua Leng's words, Mu Jingxuan naturally couldn't be as polite as Qu Lao, so she scolded Hua Leng directly.

Hua Leng's face changed, and he just wanted to argue loudly and continue to disturb Lin Yi, but suddenly he saw Hua Yinglong shaking his head at him.

Shocked in his heart, Hua Leng also noticed the gazes cast by Prince Wen and King Zhenbei.

Suddenly he stopped talking.

Lin Yi ignored Hua Leng.

He devoted himself to the engraving of the texts of the music and rhythm, and all he had in his mind was the music and words.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Yi also waved the engraving pen again and began to fill in the lyrics under those scores......

As soon as he wrote nine words, Lin Yi stopped.

All right......

Here's the problem!

I can't write the word "humil"!

Divine Text!

Lin Yi was just about to be empty, but his mind moved, and he couldn't make up his mind.

After all, this is a sacred text with a rhythm, what if there is a mistake because of a blank word? And, most importantly, ......

This word will be repeated later.

In other words, if you are empty of one word, you are equal to three words empty......

"Ahem, can I ask, how do you write the divine script for the word '浥'? uh...... It's three points of water, a mouth at the top, a bar at the bottom, and that word...... Do any of you know how to write?"

Lin Yi raised his head and looked at the people in the pavilion.