Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Lyre!
Xiao Yun just nodded, Jiuxiao added two strings in a smooth way, and the lyre was considered to be the majority, and the next thing was tuning, the modified Jiuxiao, if it couldn't play the seven tones smoothly, then this piano couldn't be regarded as a real seven-stringed piano.
Hong Kexin looked at Xiao Yun with burning eyes, her eyes didn't want to blink more, the previous tiredness had been thrown away by her, the lyre, this kind of thing stored in legends, once it appeared, it will definitely make a strong stroke on the history of Tianle Da 6, and have a subversive impact, Xiao Yun can reproduce it?
"Khooth!"
The seven strings collapsed straight, Xiao Yun tuned the piano, sat up straight, put Jiuxiao flat on his knees, and put his hands on the strings with some excitement, with a hint of apprehension, the thumb of his right hand plucked the Shaoshang strings.
"Bang!"
The sound of the piano came out, but it was followed by a crackling sound.
The white jade piano couldn't withstand the impact of the strings, and it was directly blown to pieces, Xiao Yun was dumbfounded, he thought it could be used improvised, but he didn't expect that the white jade piano was so vulnerable, and when he looked at the pool, there were long cracks in the pool board that had just been replaced.
The power of the beast tendons cannot be underestimated, if you use the heroic spirit, the impact will definitely be stronger, and ordinary materials are obviously unbearable.
Xiao Yun has a big head, he has been preparing for so long, he thought he could make a lyre, but he didn't expect it to be empty, and a feeling of wanting to cry without tears lingered in Xiao Yun's heart.
"Do you really know how to make a lyre?"
Although Hong Kexin was a little disappointed, he was still very curious in his heart, Xiao Yun must have some certainty, otherwise he would definitely not have dismantled Jiuxiao for no reason.
"It's a pity, the materials are too inferior!" Xiao Yun shook his head, noncommittal, and dismantled the pond board, preparing to restore the five strings of the Nine Heavens.
"Isn't it just the material?" asked Hong Kexin tentatively.
Xiao Yun nodded, picked up the piece of the pool board that was broken as soon as it was broken, and sighed, "I couldn't find too good materials for a while, I thought I would make do with it, but I didn't want to be so vulnerable." ”
"If it's just the materials, maybe I can help!" Hong Kexin paused, and could see that she also wanted to see the legendary lyre.
"You?" Xiao Yun turned his head to look at Hong Kexin abruptly.
Hong Kexin nodded, hesitated, took out a stick from the storage bag, and handed it directly to Xiao Yun.
The cyan log, as thick as a child's calf, two feet long, Xiao Yun stretched out his hand to take it, the hand was extremely heavy, the texture was also unusually hard, the wooden body was covered with golden silk lines, like a golden dragon, at a glance, it was not ordinary, the surface was a little uneven, but maybe it was because it was too old and had been played with a lot, so it felt very smooth, like a layer of lacquer.
"What kind of wood is this?"
Xiao Yun was a little surprised, he had never seen the material of this piece of wood, but he could be sure that this piece of wood was definitely not inferior to the top-grade paulownia wood used by Jiuxiao, and even surpassed it.
Hong Kexin said, "This is a piece of dragon descending wood, the ancestor gave it to me, originally I wanted to use it to make a bell hammer, but the dragon descending wood is very precious, and I am reluctant to use it, so I have kept it." ”
"Dragon Descending Wood?" Xiao Yun's eyes lit up.
"This is a golden silk descending dragon wood, it can already be regarded as the top grade of the wood, in terms of grade, it must be better than the wood used in your piano!" Hong Kexin said.
Pressed down excitedly, Xiao Yun looked at Hong Kexin strangely, and raised the dragon descending wood in his hand, "Are you willing to give me this thing?"
"If you can really make the lyre, why don't I give it to you, but if you can't make it, this dragon descending wood will be lent to you, and you will have to find a way to return it to me in the future." Hong Kexin said.
Xiao Yun sweated, such a precious wood, even if there is a spirit crystal, it is extremely difficult to buy, if it is scrapped, where can I find it to return her?
"Thank you, Miss Hong, you've helped me a lot. "The opportunity is rare, but it should not be missed, Xiao Yun almost did not hesitate at all, and directly accepted the dragon descending wood, as if he was afraid that Hong Kexin would regret it.
Hong Kexin opened his mouth, even if he wanted to regret it, it was already too late, seeing that Xiao Yun was about to use a knife against the dragon descending wood, Hong Kexin hurriedly said, "You, are you really sure?"
"Don't worry!"
Xiao Yun handed over a smile like a spring breeze, he is an expert in music, but he only adds two strings, as long as there are materials, this is not difficult for him.
Hong Kexin is still a little skeptical, after all, she has put in an incomparably precious dragon descending wood, if Xiao Yun is messing around somewhere, then intercepting the dragon descending wood will be wronged, she doesn't think that Xiao Yun can find a dragon descending wood again to return to her, what she said just now was just a joke.
Hong Kexin's apprehension, Xiao Yun didn't notice it, pulled out the knife, and wanted to divide the dragon wood in order to make the piano and other things, but a new problem soon appeared, the wood of the dragon wood was very hard, and the knife was cut on it, just like cutting directly on the iron, it couldn't be shaken at all, Xiao Yun was busy for a long time, just scratching a white mark on it.
Looking at the knife in his hand that had been curled, Xiao Yun smashed his mouth, he really thought too simply, how could such a precious wood be injured by ordinary soldiers?
"Let's try this!"
Just when Xiao Yun was distressed, Hong Kexin handed over a small knife, half a foot long, like a fruit knife, the body of the knife was vermilion, it looked quite demonic, Xiao Yun was not ambiguous, he didn't ask much, and as a result, the knife hit the dragon descending wood again.
This time it was much easier, although it was very difficult to cut, but with a stroke, it was good to be able to carve a wound on the dragon descending wood, Xiao Yun was happy in his heart, as long as he could cut the dragon descending wood, at most it would take a little more effort.
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Slow work and meticulous work, Xiao Yun was engrossed in cutting and carving, full of spirit, and Hong Kexin on the side was still energetic at the beginning, but it didn't take long for him to be a little unbearable and dozed off.
Time passed minute by minute, and before you knew it, the dawn was approaching, and the fourth day was coming.
"Khooth!"
A piano sound woke Hong Kexin from his sleep, Hong Kexin rubbed his eyes and looked at Xiao Yun, Xiao Yun was sitting next to the fire that had long been burned, with Jiuxiao on his knees, and a large pile of sawdust scattered next to him, looking at that appearance, he obviously hadn't slept all night.
"Huh?"
When she woke up, Hong Kexin seemed to have thought of something, and immediately walked to Xiao Yun's side, looked at Jiuxiao, her eyes couldn't help but light up, on the dark body, the seven strings collapsed straight, Xiao Yun plucked the strings from time to time, listened attentively, and then carefully debugged.
Looking at Xiao Yun's serious appearance, Hong Kexin didn't bother him, but her heart was full of expectations, although she couldn't believe it, but deep in her heart, she really wanted to see the long-lost seven-stringed lyre.
"Zheng, Zheng, Zheng......"
Fingers swiped over the seven strings one by one, and under Xiao Yun's serious adjustment, each note gradually became perfect, and after about half an hour, Xiao Yun's face finally brought a smile.
"It's done?" Hong Kexin's heart was a little impatient.
"Buzz!"
When the seven tones returned to their positions, the sky shook for a while, and all the demon beasts above the fourth order in the holy miracle looked up at the sky, their eyes full of awe.
A golden light accompanied by the morning light, breaking through the dawn and falling from the nine heavens, went straight to Xiao Yun's place, and when it reached the sky above the cave, it was divided into three, one submerged into Xiao Yun's body, one submerged into Hong Kexin's body, and the remaining most dazzling golden light was submerged in the 'Nine Heavens'.
The sudden change made Hong Kexin stunned, she also made a twist around the beam, knowing that the golden light was meritorious, she didn't have time to be surprised, and immediately sat cross-legged, urging the Lingtai statue to quickly absorb the merit in her body.
Xiao Yun was also stunned for a moment, the lyre, and even the seven-tone rhythm, had appeared in this world, he didn't think that he would remake the lyre, and there would be merit to descend, which was really beyond his expectations, could it be that in Tianle Da 6, Wenwu Dingxian is really just a legend, in fact, there is no such thing at all?
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