Hearing this, he stroked his beard and said, "Little brother's words are different, throughout the ages, there are many people with incomplete five tones, and there are many people who have made achievements, as far as I know, eight thousand years ago, there was a young man surnamed Zhang in the Xia Kingdom, who was also incomplete in five tones, but people specialized in one tone, and finally not only achieved the god of music, but also became the general of the Xia Kingdom.

"Specializing in one tone?"

Xiao Yun was stunned for a moment, but he couldn't find the story that Zi Weng said in his memory, maybe Xiao Shan was lonely and unheard, followed by a wave of doubts, Xiao Yun looked at that Zi Weng, "Old man, you know a lot!"

Shao Weng smiled suddenly, "Do our business, the wind comes and goes in the rain, and we are sent all day long, and the more people we see, the more we listen!"

Xiao Yun nodded suspiciously, but he didn't pick up the words, but the Weng was rowing while looking at Xiao Yun, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

On the earth, it is rare to see such a clear river, such a fresh air, the river breeze blows, Xiao Yun feels very happy, takes a deep breath, is happy, and takes off the guqin on his back.

The body should be made of paulownia wood, the texture is good, pluck the strings slightly, the sonorous sound is very pleasant, this is Xiao Shan spent more than a year of savings to buy, although it is not the best, but Xiao Shan has always treated it as a baby.

The guqin only has five strings, and the sage Fu Xi created the guqin is different, Xizu's fifty strings correspond to the heavenly fifty, and the five-stringed qin corresponds to the five tones, Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, Yu, this is the ancient sound.

Xiao Yun was a little disappointed, but as a gold medal musician, he knew that it was incomplete to use five tones to encompass the sound of heaven and earth, strictly speaking, this piano was still missing two strings.

Although Xiao Yun has also learned five tones, for the vast majority of musicians, the most practical is still the seven tones, that is, the seven tones of "Do, Lai, Mi, Fa, Suo, La, and Xi".

In the history of the earth in China, there is also a legend of the lyre, in the last years of the Shang Dynasty, Zhou Wen Wang Ji Chang in prison for the five-stringed piano to add a string, for the Wen string, when the Wu King Ji war, add another string, is for the martial string.

Wenwu Erxian, although it is not yet complete, but it can be regarded as a huge breakthrough in the history of music, in this world, there is also a legend of Wenwu Dingxian, but from Xiao Shan's memory Xiao Yun learned that the lyre has been lost after Ji.

Although he was a little disappointed, for a while, Xiao Yun couldn't find suitable materials to add two strings to this piano, it would be good to be useful, and he was picky about something.

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"...... Sonor"

Fingers gently move the strings, and the pleasant sound floats far and wide on the empty river.

"What's the best thing to play?" After trying the sound, Xiao Yun thought about it, and the corners of his mouth curled.

"A flat boat flutters, and it can't carry a lot of sorrows. Carrying countless worries on my shoulders, give me a glass of wine to drink all the enmity in the world, and drink all the promises that have been made through the ages!

There are so many beauties, and heroes have been around since ancient times**. They are just a little ashamed of Hongyan, give me a glass of wine, when will the beacon be off, and then ...... from the beginning after drinking this cup."

Accompanied by the melodious sound of the piano, a song "Youth Tour" came out of the courtyard, playing and singing, Xiao Yun soon immersed himself in the world of piano sound and singing.

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Xiao Yun played and sang to himself, but he didn't know that the boat was staring at him.

At the beginning of the piano sound, the four directions are smart.

The aura of heaven and earth, which cannot be seen by the naked eye, quickly gathered towards Xiao Yun, bringing a whirlwind, blowing the surrounding water surface into a roaring water, however, the small boat was as stable as Mount Tai, and the waves rushed to the side of the boat, as if there was an invisible barrier, and it automatically avoided it.

From Xiao Shan's memory, Xiao Yun knew that in this world, beautiful music could resonate with the aura of heaven and earth, and then inhale the aura into the body and turn it into pride, but he didn't expect that he could also hook the aura with a random song.

The aura of heaven and earth gathered towards Xiao Yun from all directions, and he could not enter the door, and the huge spiritual pressure made Xiao Yun's face red, but he was still gritting his teeth to support it, and used his high-pitched singing voice to relieve the pressure on his body.

"The country is still in trouble, how many teenagers' heads are covered by the rolling yellow sand, the joys and sorrows are in the blink of an eye, and the waves and rivers are surging to wipe out the boy's dreams.

Once the sea and the sky, Ang Mo turned back, smiling, frivolous let me be a chic teenager, the rivers and lakes are difficult to walk, the love of children is hard to find, the wind and snow are just brushing their sleeves behind me, give me a glass of wine and leave it in my heart, if there is a fate, we will meet again in the future!"

"Buzz!"

As the last note fell, a yellow light broke through the clouds overhead, falling from the sky, and submerged into Xiao Yun's body from Xiao Yun's sweaty forehead.

A new song is born, and merit falls from heaven!

Xiao Yun realized something, and immediately closed his eyes!

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The golden light of merit entered the body and immediately converged into the mind, and in the chaotic sea of consciousness, it was like lighting a candle in the dark night, and the golden light crossed and fell into the deepest part of the sea of consciousness.

"Buzz!"

I could only hear a buzz in the sea of consciousness, and a roll of shock waves quickly swung around, and a whirlpool quickly formed from the depths of the sea of consciousness, and those aura that had been above Xiao Yun's body and had never been allowed to enter began to converge through every pore on Xiao Yun's body and towards Xiao Yun's body.

Around Xiao Yun's body, a tornado was formed, and the aura that could not be identified by the naked eye, one after another, washed and tempered Xiao Yun's body over and over again, as if he was soaked in a hot spring, Xiao Yun felt unprecedentedly comfortable, so comfortable that he wanted to shout loudly.

I don't know how long it took, the wind slowly subsided, Xiao Yun didn't open his eyes, at this time, his attention was completely immersed in his sea of consciousness.

In the deepest part of the sea of consciousness, a small altar can be faintly seen, only one meter square, but it is simple and solemn, there is a shallow pool in the center of the altar, on the edge of the pool, there are seven white statues of gods only a few inches high, sitting cross-legged, take a closer look, the seven statues are exactly the same as themselves.

From the superficial cognition he got from Xiao Shan, Xiao Yun knew that the high platform in front of him was the foundation of the cultivators, the spiritual platform!

Although music can hook the aura of heaven and earth into the body, it cannot be preserved after the aura enters the body, and must be transformed into pride through the statue of the god and stored in the central pride pool.

Heroic spirit is the unique power of music cultivators, it can be said to be infinitely useful, Xiao Yun looked into the heroic pool, only a shallow white halo flowed at the bottom of the pool, and the light burst out of the pool surface for nearly an inch.

"Is this Letong? I actually became Letong?"

Looking at the inch of heroic light in the pool, Xiao Yun couldn't believe it, this was Xiao Shan's lifelong dream, and it was actually achieved so lightly by himself.

The achievement of the Lingtai, the first birth of the heroic, is the realm of the child, when the pride is condensed to a certain extent, you can achieve the realm of music, the realm of music, the heroic light can reach three inches, the white arrogance slowly turns cyan, to reach the realm of musicians, the pride can reach the height of the foot, from Xiao Shan's memory, there is only these, and then what kind of scene it will be, he has no way to know.

Looking at his pride, which was only an inch and faded to almost nothing, Xiao Yun smashed his mouth, his mood was difficult to contain, and in a trance, he saw the road of being a strong man that belonged to him.

Looking at the seven statues again, in my memory, there are only five statues of the gods of the Lingtai at most, namely "Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, and Yu", however, there are seven statues of the gods on the Lingtai, and there is a hint of gold in the white.

"Is it because of that golden light just now?"

Xiao Yun thought about it, maybe it had something to do with the golden light that fell from the sky before.

Put aside the distracting thoughts, look at the seven villains, five of them are engraved on the chests of "Gong, Shang, Jiao, Zheng, Yu" five ancient characters, the remaining fourth and seventh, but the front chest is blank, has not yet been named.

Xiao Yun was puzzled for a moment, and his heart was suddenly touched, and when he pointed to the fourth god statue with his consciousness, he said, "You are the Shaogong!"

As soon as the words fell, the chest of the fourth statue shone with golden light, and the word 'Shaogong' immediately appeared.

Seeing this, Xiao Yun was overjoyed, and then pointed to the seventh statue and said, "You are a young merchant!"

There was another flash of golden light, and the seventh idol shone brightly, and the word "Shaoshang" appeared on his chest.

"Ha, the seven tones converge, this can be regarded as a consummation!"

Looking at the seven statues in front of him, Xiao Yun's face crossed a trace of satisfaction.

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"Buzz ......"

Just as the seven tones were first formed, there was a humming sound in the sky, and another golden light of merit broke through the clouds and fell vertically from the nine clouds.

"Huh?"

Watching the golden light fall, the momentum was bigger than the first golden light, and the man couldn't calm down anymore, his eyes were about to fall out, and he almost didn't throw away the bamboo pole in his hand.

"What did he do?"

Shao Weng looked at Xiao Yun with a shocked expression, and almost a thousand zhang of merit golden light hung down from the Nine Clouds, almost covering most of the river.

With a big move, a feather fan flew into the air, turning into a big fan covering the sky in an instant, completely blocking the golden light, and then put down the bamboo pole, sat cross-legged beside Xiao Yun, closed his eyes and said nothing, bathed in the dazzling golden light.

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The kung fu of the tea, the golden light has dissipated, the seven statues on the spiritual platform have grown slightly taller, the gold is even more obvious, and the pride in the pride pool has also been condensed a lot, and it has been spread all over the bottom of the pool.

Xiao Yun was overjoyed in his heart, he didn't expect that in just such a short period of effort, his pride would increase so much, and if it went on like this, it wouldn't be long before he could step into the ranks of musicians.

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