Chapter 67 A picture at the beginning, the content is all up to the editor (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival)
The aura is pervasive, and the aura is ups and downs, surrounding the two majestic existences.
The phoenix wants to come to the construction method of those magic weapons, think with its own wisdom, try to modify and adjust, and want to improve it.
And Fu Xi is still compiling the cultivation method, although the highest is only to the level of immortality, but it is much more difficult to take into account different races and different situations.
It wasn't until thousands of years passed, and his cultivation completely jumped to the Taiyi Dao realm, that it was not over.
"That's it. He let out a long breath, "Now I realize that it is really not easy to write a textbook or something, and there are too many things to consider, from easy to difficult, step by step." ”
"It's just that when you reach the most advanced realm of the Immortal Realm, it's the same as the initial time when our innate divine beings were born......" Phoenix glanced at it and gained full insight, "There is no more?"
"We want to cultivate the basic plate that belongs to the Pantheon, but there is a limit to that. Fu Xi explained a few words, "It's good to give the cultivation method before opening the fairyland, and you don't have to pay any price to buy it, give it away for free!"
"As for the back?" he shook his head, "why do you want us to show us the way forward if we don't build enough meritorious deeds for our forces and make great contributions?"
"The Great Dao should not be passed on lightly, especially the knowledge that can improve the strength and life level!"
"It's also ......" Yuan Huang nodded his head and agreed with this statement, "How to spread out?"
"With this little work, we don't have to do it ourselves. Fu Xi thought for a while, "It is enough to find a group of executors." ”
"Hmm...... Speaking of which, it seems that our forces lack a sufficient number of middle levels, huh?"
"I'll solve this problem!" the girl said with great interest, "I have a group of homomorphic races, carrying my path and carrying my spirit, although it is too much worse than the innate sacred, but it is far better than ordinary acquired spirits!"
"That group of little phoenixes?" Fu Xi was stunned for a moment, rubbing his chin, "It's okay, I don't care." ”
"As long as the rest of the gods approve of it, the procedure will be passed......" He suddenly looked up, as if sensing something, "It just so happens that someone has finished digesting the harvest and is officially out of the customs." ”
At this moment, a kind of coercive air machine was diffuse, spreading out from the majestic palace complex, disturbing time, fluctuating space, and eternal.
"Led Daoyou out of the customs...... Phoenix nodded, "After completing the adjustment and sublimation of our own path, stepping into the realm of half-step Taiyi, the strength of our Pantheon has increased again." ”
"What's more, he won't be the only one!"
"Indeed," Fu Xi said, "There are a few friends who have accumulated a lot ......of strength in the Golden Immortal stage, and this level is not difficult for them. ”
"Moreover, the achievements of the Taiyi realm may not be far away, and they are much luckier than us. He sighed, "It's not like we were at the beginning, we were confused about the road ahead, our eyes were confused, and we could only grope our way forward in the dark." ”
"But that's a good thing...... With enough strength to support, some plans can be truly launched. ”
"When the rest of the retreat is over, let's start a discussion of the gods!"
Saying casually, Fu Xi took out a piece of the sycamore spirit wood, and wanted to start carving it carefully, and refining it into his own killing spirit treasure.
"What kind of instrument is good?" he thought, suddenly stunned, his face darkened, his movements stiff, put down the materials in his hand, and his expression was solemn, as if he was facing a great enemy.
"I suddenly find that I don't seem to have much experience in making musical instruments?"
"That's not right...... It's not a matter of experience, but I don't seem to know anything?!"
Searching from memory, knowing nothing about these aspects, and finding that there are only a few pictures that can help?
"I may understand why the protagonists of some spiritual novels have too few musical instruments for the sacrificial cultivation of natal magic weapons, either weapons such as swords, guns, sticks, and swords, or special forms such as bells, tripods, and mirror furnaces, and too few musical instruments. ”
"The others are not much different as long as they look right, but this instrument ......"
"Without the corresponding knowledge and understanding, you want to make it based on a picture?"
This is true - a picture at the beginning, and the content is all up to the editor!
"Perhaps, I can make a drum, or a gong?" Fu Xi's face was serious, feeling that the future was bright, and the spirit wood in his hand seemed to be crying.
Fu Xiqin seems to be a guqin?
Sorry, not really!
"After some time-travelers went to the ancient society, they were able to rub out a musical instrument by themselves, or a Western instrument, a guitar or a violin...... Can sing and sing, and gain favor. ”
"And I am confused about the traditional cultural instruments of my motherland...... In contrast, I'm really a failure!"
......
Fu Xi began to try continuously in the curious expression on the face of the phoenix.
Banging gongs and drums or something, the thought just appeared for a moment, and it was kicked out of my mind.
If others don't know, they may think it's good, but he feels embarrassed!
Fortunately, as a Taiyi monk, the Yuan Shen is powerful, the computing power is terrifying, and it is not too difficult to open up from scratch.
Mountains of wood waste are piled up, harvested from the nearby forests for practice.
Tried again and again, from the sound of death at the beginning, the soul wail, to the back gradually on the right track, it is a voice that can be heard, and it has a certain appearance.
Although Fu Xi doesn't know whether the guqin made now is the same as the genuine version, he doesn't want to be too demanding - it's all tears to say too much.
However, even if the guqin is made, there is another level in front of it - skill!
"I'm just trying to get myself to blame...... If I had known, I would have made a weapon!"
After an impromptu performance, Fu Xi looked at the phoenix in the corner with his ears covered, which made his whole person suddenly enlightened.
He felt it was time to give up on treatment.
"Styling is secondary, the key is power. Comforting himself like this, "It doesn't matter if the sound is not good, but it really doesn't work, I can become a soul luthier!"
"Play the most unpleasant music, and let every enemy who hears it have a mental breakdown, doubt themselves, and destroy the body, leaving only the soul. ”
He imagined a bright future, but unfortunately the phoenix only used one sentence to pull him back to reality, and by the way, he sent out a critical blow and completely sank Fuxi.
"I think so......" Yuan Huang said cautiously, "Maybe the teammates who fell under your guqin are several times more than your opponents, or even ten times the number of ......."
At this moment, Fu Xi deeply understood the true meaning of the word "life without love".