"Uh......h Whimper...... Woohoo......"

Hu Yun carried two purple bamboos that still carried branches and leaves to run wildly in Niukui Mountain, and from time to time he could bring a pleasant sound of heaven.

The little paper crane did not stop at Hu Yun's head, standing on the top of one of the purple bamboos, with the purple bamboo swaying one by one, whenever there was a "woo" sound, the two wings flapped particularly violently, and with the tone of the rising height, they had a lot of fun.

It was just dark when I left, and when I returned to Ning'an County, the county had been quiet, and before I entered the city, I could already hear the barking of dogs in the depths of the city.

"Shh......h Little paper crane, hold on to these two bamboos and don't let them make any more noise. ”

Hearing this, the little paper crane tilted his head and looked at Hu Yun, but he still did it, one on each side of the two paper wings, slightly curled the top of the purple bamboo, and suppressed any slight tremor of the bamboo body, and naturally there was no sound.

The next moment, Hu Yun ran and ran directly onto the city wall of Ning'an County, and then jumped at the other end, like gliding into the depths of Ning'an County, and the flexibility on the roof was enough to scare the cats in half of Ning'an County, and the remaining half either didn't see it, or belonged to the kind of old cats who had seen Hu Yun before.

When a fox and a crane returned to Ju'an Xiaoge like a happy one, only Ji Yuan and Zao Niang were left in the courtyard, Ji Yuan looked up at Hu Yun and the little paper crane who came in at the door, and then his eyes fell on the two purple bamboos, and his eyes couldn't help but light up, Hu Yun really brought some surprises.

"Sir, where is Sun Yaya?"

"When is it, people are still waiting for her to eat, and when she comes home after going out for a few years, the family will inevitably celebrate, is it possible to talk about music here all night?"

Hu Yun scratched his head, although Mr. Ji had a point, he felt that Sun Yaya must still be willing to stay in Ju'an Pavilion for a while, and then he grabbed Zizhu and shook it.

"Uh......h Whimper......"

"Sir, look, these two purple bamboos are good things I found in the purple bamboo forest of Niukui Mountain, they must be suitable for making flutes, right?"

Hu Yun Xianbao seemed to grab two purple bamboos and came to Ji Yuan, who reached out to take the purple bamboo, and kept looking up and down the bamboo.

"Yes, yes, two good purple bamboos with natural charm, you can see them if you have a fate, and you can see them if you don't have a chance to meet them in a thousand forests, at least you can make two dong flutes and two qin flutes!"

"Hahahaha...... Sir, if you are satisfied, this bamboo will sound in the wind, but it sounds good, I don't believe you ask the little paper crane!"

"Chirp~~"

Ji Yuan smiled, reached out and gently patted the bamboo body.

Call...... Call......

A gust of wind blew in the courtyard, and the branches and leaves of the jujube tree swayed slightly, bringing a sound of "rustling ......", and the two purple bamboos in Ji Yuan's hand were also "whimpering", which seemed to be harmonious and natural.

"Sir, do you need to find a master from Ning'an County to make flute, I heard that the craftsmen and masters of Ning'an County are famous all over the world. ”

Ji Yuan gently slapped one of the purple bamboos with his sword fingers, especially in the bamboo joints, he would pat two more times, in his pair of pale eyes, the two purple bamboos were glowing with a purple halo of green spirits, and every time he patted it, this halo would weaken by a point, but instead of disappearing, it shrank back into the purple bamboo, and it was included in the bamboo body meridians of the purple bamboo.

"That's not necessary, although Ji is not a craftsman who makes musical instruments, he understands where the proper flute sound comes from, well, then, do it!"

After explaining the first half of the sentence, the second half of the sentence was more like muttering, and then keeping the sword finger and sliding along one of the bamboo body fingers.

"Nervous ......"

Ji Yuan just wiped his sword fingers across the bamboo body, and the dust on some of the bamboo knots on it was scattered, and soon there was only a smooth purple bamboo left, which was different from the gray purple just now, and the purple bamboo at this moment had a trace of transparency under the starlight.

Ji Yuan gently stroked the bamboo body, and felt that the place where the lower end of the bamboo was broken was almost just right, and the broken spirit rhyme gathered but did not disperse, and he couldn't help but look at Hu Yun again, no wonder he could be entangled by the nine-tailed fox demon in his heart, and his fingers were nine knots up, the distance was just right, and he was a little bit at the end of a bamboo joint.

"Click~"

This purple bamboo broke off in response.

As Ji Yuan rubbed his sword fingers on the broken purple bamboo, he poured it on the ground with the bamboo mouth, and some of the scraps at the bamboo knots also fell to the ground.

Ji Yuan didn't need to measure the evidence before and after, but by feeling, he poked and dotted on the bamboo stick in his hand, and after the drop, there was a hole left on the bamboo body, and it was plated with a layer of starlight silver.

In fact, not only Xiao, everything in Ju'an Xiaoge was plated with starlight, and it was all entangled in the spiritual wind, including the two purple bamboos on the table.

Hu Yun, the little paper crane, the jujube niang and the golden armor, as well as the small characters hanging in the sword intent post on the jujube tree, all looked at Ji Yuan making the flute intently, in his hands, what yin to do and what polishing process is not needed at all, as if making a good flute only needs a feeling of falling fingers.

But everyone present knew in their hearts that Mr. Ji was almost using the method of refining magic tools to make purple bamboo flutes, but this technique was very light and agile, and there were no traces of fireworks.

Whenever a hole is completed, Ji Yuan will listen quietly on the bamboo, and the starlight in the sky will continue to gather, and the aura surrounding the jujube tree will also rotate around the stone table.

"Uh......h Whimper......"

The spiritual wind blew around Ji Yuan, not only bringing him fluttering clothes, but also bringing a burst of quiet heavenly sounds, although it was not as good as the phoenix, but it also calmed the hearts of the people who heard it.

The starlight falls like a meteor drizzle in the courtyard, and the agility of the flute makes the viewer have a full sense of beauty, and can feel a breath of Taoism.

"Starlight falls in the sky, purple bamboo is born on the ground, the timbre sets the five elements, and the music becomes a fusion of yin and yang, fitting the wonderful method of the instrument and the natural ...... of the heavens."

Ji Yuan explained softly while doing the flute, the movements were slow and fast, and the process of listening to the stars took a lot of time, but whether it was for Ji Yuan himself or for others such as Hu Yun and Zao Niang, it was not long, after all, to a certain extent, this can be regarded as listening to Ji Yuan's preaching, which benefited a lot.

It didn't take much time and effort, just an hour later, a beautifully shaped dong flute appeared in Ji Yuan's hand.

"Mr. Ji, is the flute finished?"

Hu Yun couldn't wait to be the first to ask, he really wanted Ji Yuan to blow "Phoenix Seeking Phoenix" again, and Ji Yuan looked Dong Xiao up and down and nodded lightly.

"It's done, but there's one more step to add. ”

Speaking, the wolf pen at the pen holder on the table automatically flew into Ji Yuan's hand, he did not touch the ink, held the pen on the top of the Xiao body to write, and finished writing in a moment, it was the word "Ji Yuan", and there was no ink, just slightly lighter than the purple of the Xiao body, but it did not hurt the skin of Zizhu.

"Hahaha, I accidentally engraved my name on Dong Xiao's body......"

Ji Yuan laughed like this, causing Hu Yun to mutter: "It's obvious that Mr. deliberately wrote it......"

"By the way, sir, can you blow Phoenix again now?"

Hu Yun's expectation is also everyone's expectation, Ji Yuan looked around, even Jin Jia turned his head to look at this side, not to mention others, but this time Ji Yuan shook his head.

"Forget it for today. ”

"Oh...... That sir, there are still most of this purple bamboo, this one is still very complete, and you can still make a flute. ”

"Well, yes, but this one is enough. ”

"Huh, what about the rest of the purple bamboo?"

Hu Yun looked at Zizhu on the table in a daze.

"There are two ways, one is to take it for yourself and keep it, and the other is to plant it back in the purple bamboo forest of Niukui Mountain, you can do it. ”

Ji Yuan's words made Hu Yun stupid again.

"Can this be planted back?"

"Well, yes, when you break the bamboo, you control it very properly, seal the spirit without damaging the rhyme, divide the bamboo without hurting its vitality, and there is no power of the sun to burn, plant it back before dawn, these two purple bamboos will not lose too much vitality. ”

Hu Yun, the little paper crane and even Zao Niang immediately looked at the purple bamboo in Ji Yuan's hand, one of which was cut off by Mr. Ji and made a hole flute at the bottom, can it still not damage the vitality?

Ji Yuan smiled awkwardly.

"So I said, don't lose too much vitality, not not lose vitality, of course, this bamboo spirit rhyme is natural but it was not a spiritual asset before, it can only be regarded as a good material, you keep it, don't think about it. ”

"Oh...... But ......"

Hu Yun grabbed the purple bamboo that was missing a section and gestured at the broken point at the moment.

"Sir, this place is much smaller than the break in the mountain, and I can't catch it......"

"Then you have to figure it out!"

Ji Yuan winked at Hu Yun, who kept scratching his head, and after thinking for a while, he suddenly had an idea, grabbed two bamboos and jumped off the table.

"Mr. Ji, should I go then?"

"Go, go, go!"

Ji Yuan pushed his hand, and then watched the red fox carrying two bamboos out of Ju'an Pavilion, Hu Yun remembered that Ji Yuan said that it was before dawn, although it was still a while before dawn, but he still went to insurance early, and the little paper crane "chirped" and flew out again, catching up with Hu Yun.

Seeing that Hu Yun didn't even think about it, he directly chose to plant the bamboo back, and Ji Yuan in the courtyard also rubbed his chin thoughtfully, and the other hand gently turned the hole flute in his hand, his eyes were slightly closed, and he already had thoughts of dreaming.

It didn't take long for a fox and a paper crane to run in the mountains in Niukui Mountain, dragging two purple bamboos in the mountains, and soon arrived at the previous purple bamboo forest, and arrived at the broken bamboo in the gap in the forest.

"Try this first!"

Hu Yun pressed the intact purple bamboo to the crack of the bamboo, gently supported it for a while, and found that the bamboo seemed to be "sticky", and the spiritual rhyme was reconnected with the earth.

"So amazing? What about this......

Hu Yun gestured at the remaining bamboo in his hand, and found that it was obviously smaller than the break on the ground, frowned and thought for a while, stretched out a fingernail, and brewed for a while, Hu Yun let out a low sigh.

"Little paper crane, look at my sword!"

"Click, click, click, ......"

Hu Yun scraped off the epidermis on the outside of the purple bamboo in his hand with a hard nail, scraped out a lot of bamboo scraps, and then scraped off the inner circle of the bamboo on the ground with his nails, and at the same time the other paw was far away towards the bamboo, and actually pulled out a silk thread that looked like nothingness, and then wrapped these silk threads around the purple bamboo in his hand, and then inserted the purple bamboo into the ground.

"Click~"

Call...... Call......

The mountain wind blew, and the two purple bamboos, one high and one low, made a "whimper" sound again.

"Hey, it's done!"

"Chirp~"