Chapter 384: Either Ascension to Heaven or Worship
Fifteen days, it is already the limit.
They only had a month in total for their mission in the Sacred Heart Realm this time.
The main quest is to get a laugh in the sea.
Only when you get a laugh in the sea can you complete the task, and the side quests are all trivial.
The side quest is only the value of the heavens, but if you can't complete the main quest, you will be wiped out and you will die!
Fifteen days is extremely unwise to spend on side quests.
The reason why this is done is also what Wang Dong has considered!
He had already inquired before, although the Lin family in Flying Snow City had a smile on the sea, but this laugh on the sea was in the hands of Lin Yanqiu, the young master of the Lin family.
This Lin Yanqiu is not in Flying Snow City.
Half a month later, the old lady of the Lin family will be ninety years old, and he will come back.
So going to Flying Snow City in advance, although various arrangements can be made, it doesn't make much sense in essence.
So in the first half of the month, you can still squeeze out to do other things, compared to the task of going to the chess heaven to find some yin and yang chess, it is obviously more reliable to get started with music!
"Okay, then on the fifteenth, I'll do my best, I hope you can also study with your heart, otherwise I will teach seriously, if you don't learn with your heart, then I won't be able to let you get started with music!" Wang Yanlin said a little sadly.
Wang Dong smiled and said: "Don't worry about this, if anyone doesn't have to learn and they can't get started, I can make the decision for you to ensure that you don't die!"
Wang Yanlin breathed a sigh of relief, he could obviously see that this group of people was dominated by Wang Dong.
Now that this person has spoken, he has finally relaxed a little, of course, just a little.
Whether this life can get out alive or not, it's still uncertain, it's too difficult!
"If you want to learn music, you have to choose an instrument first, which is very important. Only the musical instruments that you really like can really be learned and repaired well. "The first lesson of Mr. Wang Yanlin's small class has started.
"Now, give you an hour to think carefully and decide what instrument you choose, which will accompany you, and you must be cautious. And once selected, it can't be changed. ”
is worthy of being a teacher, this opening is a model, and the four of them don't care that Wang Yanlin's attitude is a little tough.
The master is a teacher, and if he learns something crookedly, this is a matter of character.
However, Hu Xiaoyun still asked: "Why can't it be changed, is it mandatory?"
"It's not mandatory, it's not that it can't be changed. But when it comes to music, since you choose an instrument and change it later, it is difficult to make achievements, and you must treat an instrument wholeheartedly. ”
"Why?"
"It's hard to explain, anyway, it's been like this since ancient times, you just need to choose carefully, be careful enough, then there is no need to change. ”
"What's more, it's not such a troublesome thing, why do you have to gamble your cultivation future for this kind of thing? It's not too difficult to choose a favorite instrument without changing it, right?"
The four of them nodded, it was indeed the truth.
This kind of instrument, what is there to change if you choose one?
Since it's best not to change it, then just choose a musical instrument seriously.
Ye Xingxing was the fastest and most decisive choice, when he was in the Temple of Heavens, everyone introduced each other, and this guy said that he liked to play erhu.
So he didn't hesitate to choose the erhu as the tone of his rhythm!
Erhu, although it is a rare instrument, Wang Yanlin was not surprised.
He has also seen someone take bowls and chopsticks as musical instruments, knocking them up and tinkling and tinkling, and later became a generation of masters, every time they use chopsticks to knock on the bowl, it is as intoxicating as the sound of heaven.
Therefore, people who practice musical instruments will never look down on other people's musical instruments, even if they seem to be really ridiculous.
Because there is a truth that has been passed down through the ages-
[There are no bad instruments, only bad people!]
Lin Xiangming chose a flute and compared this thing to roast a leg of mutton or pig.
As for Hu Xiaoyun, this girl is still quite tall, so she chose a guzheng.
After all, they are all in the realm of Yuanying, so they won't be so stumbling that they don't even have a storage ring.
Not to mention the guzheng, there is no place to put the piano.
Finally, Wang Dong, who thought about it for a while, couldn't remember what instrument he was suitable for.
He doesn't like music at all, he's never played music, and he's a typical pentatonic idiot.
But even if he doesn't love music, he has to choose a musical instrument, this is not play, this is a task, this is cultivation!
After thinking about it, Wang Dong thought of a musical instrument that was even more out of the way than the erhu.
said before that he had never played music, and he couldn't say the same when he really looked into it, because Wang Dong played with his grandfather's horn when he was a child.
Thinking that it could be regarded as nostalgia for the innocence of his childhood, Wang Dong simply chose the horn.
Horn, naturally, is not a professional academic name.
The name of the profession is called suona!
Suona !!
On the second day, Wang Dong looked at the erhu in Ye Xingxing's hand and the suona in his hand, with an interesting expression on his face.
There are poems -
All kinds of musical instruments, suona is king.
Either ascend to heaven or worship the church.
The thousand-year-old pipa is a thousand-year-old zheng.
A handful of erhula for life.
The suona sounded, and the whole play ended.
As soon as the song sounded, the cloth was covered, and the whole village waited for the food.
Walking and lifting, followed by a blank patch.
As soon as the coffin was lifted and the soil was buried, relatives and friends began to cry.
Firecrackers sounded, suona blowing.
Lift in front and chase in the back.
I didn't know the meaning of suona at first smell, but I was already in the coffin when I heard it again.
I didn't hear about the outside affairs of the coffin, and I only jumped on Huang Quandi.
All the way to the Hades Palace, there is no nostalgia in the world from then on.
As the so-called is,
There is no one who doesn't cry in Erhula!
There is no suona who can't be sent away!
Wang Dong feels that he can form a group with Ye Xingxing and start a band, is it interesting?
Wang Yanlin looked at Hu Xiaoyun's zither, Lin Xiangming's flute and Ye Xingxing's erhu, and his complexion was quite normal.
But when he saw Wang Dong's suona, he couldn't help but show a trace of surprise on his face.
Wang Dong looked at Wang Yanlin's expression, raised his eyebrows, and asked, "What, is there a problem?"
Wang Yanlin shook his head embarrassedly and said, "There is no problem, but the attack power of this suona is too strong, and ordinary people can't control it!"
Ye Xingxing was immediately dissatisfied, what do you mean, look down on people?
Even the boss looks down on him, doesn't he look down on him even more?
"Do you have in your brain? Your eyes are long and ** go up? With my boss's face, can you be an ordinary person?"