Before a small bamboo forest in the north of Cuizhu Peak, the bamboo in Xiao Ling's late bamboo forest was much higher than other ordinary bamboos, and bamboo branch huts like bird's nests hung on the tall green bamboos

Xiao Ling's divine sense had already swept this bamboo forest, and there were only thirteen student cultivators in this small green bamboo forest, and the highest cultivation level had only just reached the middle stage of the Yuan Infant cultivation

What attracted Xiao Ling to the bamboo forest was the sound of a flute, which was sounded by a female monk who lived in the bamboo branch hut in the center of the bamboo forest, and she was also the highest monk in the bamboo forest

The flute fluttered gently, not sad or happy, plain and quiet, crisp and moving, with the sound of bamboo leaves dancing in the breeze, smoothing all the waves in the heart......

This flute sound made Xiao Ling calm down, and he temporarily forgot a lot of things, forgetting the purpose of coming to this Cuizhu Peak

Xiao Ling likes to be quiet, and he likes to practice and feel the feeling of completely emptying himself when he feels the "wind swinging plum blossoms", but he never thought that this silence can also be expressed with flute sound

Xiao Ling's flute sound has always been used to lose emotions in peace of mind, and to hurt people, never thought that it could become so quiet

Xiao Ling listened quietly, and with the flute movement, his body and mind let go, and he unconsciously entered a state of integrating into nature

The rhythm fluttered, and it lasted for a quarter of an hour before it ended, but Xiao Ling did not come out of the quiet state, he suddenly pulled out the broken love flute and pressed it to his mouth after the flute receded for a while

The sound of the flute brought him into a state, and although he could only hear it for a while, he heard the mystery of the tune and instantly grasped the trick of the flute

Xiao Ling's flute sound was not high-pitched, not low-pitched, not low, and did not carry a trace of emotion ♀ The flute sound floated out, naturally scattered into the bamboo forest, mixed with all kinds of slight sounds in the bamboo forest, making the subtle and numerous sounds clearer

While making the sound of the flute, he used his divine sense to observe the melody of all the flutes around him, and the melody of the flute changed with the natural changes of the surrounding environment

Silence is not silent, but integrated into nature, and changes with its changes without ♀ self-consciousness dominance, so that there will be no fluctuations in the heart, this may be the real silence ♀ Xiao Ling suddenly realized from the sound of the flute

And this stillness should be expressed by the flute sound, and only by making the flute melody consistent with the natural changes can it be possible to show the true stillness

Xiao Ling's divine consciousness unconsciously enveloped this bamboo forest, feeling all the changes in the bamboo forest, and quickly soothed this change in the flute sound

The monk in charge of this green bamboo forest is called Xin Ning, she is the youngest apprentice of Yun Cai'e in this Cuizhu Peak, she is only three domains old, her qualification is the four-element miscellaneous spirit root, only the fire attribute in the five elements can not absorb her qualifications, in this Cuizhu Peak, it is considered poor, but its cultivation speed is not slow, one domain within a year to break through to the Yuan Infant stage of cultivation, and it only took two domain years to improve the cultivation to the peak of the middle Yuan Infant stage, Yun Cai'e was shocked by its cultivation speed, and accepted it as a disciple

In this academy planet, the cultivation of monks generally relies on their own efforts, but for some monks with outstanding performance and great potential, each peak master will take them under his disciple and provide rich resources to focus on cultivating students and monks who can be valued by each peak master, and each of them is not simple

This Xin Ning is the only disciple Yun Cai'e has received in the past two domains× Ning is different from Yun Cai'e's other disciples, she doesn't like to socialize, she doesn't like to argue with others, except for practice, her only hobby is silk and bamboo wind music

Because of her personality, as Yun Cai'e's in-house disciple, she only took twelve early Yuan Infant student monks to guard the smallest green bamboo forest on the entire mountain peak

At this time, Xiao Ling's flute sound was transmitted into the small green bamboo forest, and the entire bamboo forest instantly underwent subtle changes, and various subtle sounds in the bamboo forest expanded in the flute sound

The thirteen monks in the bamboo forest were surprised to find that under the sound of the flute, their senses were suddenly sensitive, the bamboo branches swayed lightly, and the sound of the bamboo leaves and sorrels was very clear, the breeze blew in, and the sound of the air flow formed by bending between the bamboos came into their ears, and the sound of whispering came from the bamboo poles, on the bamboo branches and leaves, and among the weeds on the ground......

The many sounds of nature were amplified in the flute, and the thirteen people clearly perceived that they were amazed to hear the various sounds, unconsciously falling into the various sounds, and naturally blending into the changes shown by these sounds, and suddenly forgetting their own existence

The sound of the flute flowed, which lasted for three quarters of an hour, and Xiao Ling retreated from the silence and sounded the whistle

Xin Ning was the one who was the most quiet in the flute, and as soon as the flute stopped, she also woke up, and immediately jumped towards Xiao Ling

Xiao Ling accepted the love flute, and saw Xin Ning, dressed in green clothes, falling from the sky

This Xin Ning's long hair without makeup and slender figure naturally emitted a light and quiet and stable body Xin Ning, who was in front of Xiao Ling, showed a little excitement, and said: "This Taoist friend doesn't know what to call it, hearing your song, the little woman has benefited a lot."

Xiao Ling smiled faintly: "The girl's words are serious, when I passed by here on the next road, I first heard the girl's song and gained my understanding, so I got this quiet sound that I should actually thank the girl."

Xin Ning was shocked when he heard the words, instantly realized, and said softly: "The sound of static change, because of quietness, I perceive the change of all things, because of the change of all things, I can get the real quiet Taoist friend to solve the confusion I have been becoming."

As soon as Xin Ning finished speaking, he bowed to Xiao Ling, Xiao Ling didn't expect this, Xin Ning bowed to himself as he spoke, and he didn't have time to stop her from bowing for a while

At this time, the other female monks in the green bamboo forest also jumped out, and they were puzzled to see that the person in charge of the bamboo forest actually bowed to a Jiedan monk, and several female monks even shouted loudly: "Boy is bold, can you afford the worship of our sister Xin?"

As soon as the female monks finished speaking, they jumped to the ground and surrounded Xiao Ling

Seeing this, Xin Ning's face showed displeasure, and he said to several women: "Don't be unreasonable, although this Taoist cultivator is low, his understanding in music is better than me, I don't know how many times ♀, he can definitely afford to worship him."

Xiao Ling saw that the several women surrounding him all looked at each other angrily, but it aroused the arrogance in his heart, and he straightened up and calmly accepted Xin Ning's worship

The women saw that Xin Ning's face was unhappy, so they retreated unwillingly

Xiao Ling waited for the other women to retreat, and then said to Xin Ning with a smile: "Xiao Ling in Xiaqingquan Peak, the girl values it so much, I really dare not be."

"You are Xiao Ling, that memory genius!" Although Xin Ning doesn't like to socialize on weekdays, he has also heard of the deeds of memory madmen that have been circulating throughout the planet recently