011. Sixth, the object of the dubbing Part I
The next day, the bell rang to speak.
Xiao Yu entered the lecture hall with all the living beings, and naturally gained countless inexplicable glances.
But the teaching was majestic, and no one did anything obvious to him before speaking.
However, the atmosphere is strange, and this morning talk is a little unusual. And when the teaching and learning strode in, it pushed this strange atmosphere to the top.
All the students in the small class were a little surprised, because the teachers who came in were not familiar characters in the past.
"Strange," Yue Xiaochang secretly probed and whispered to the surroundings, "I recognize, this is the teaching ...... of the middle class."
Kindergarten Teaching?
Peers whispered and had mixed emotions.
Kindergarten, that's the rumored end of the road......
Listening to the words of the class, Xiao Yu was also curious, and looked carefully, this teaching was indeed a little different from the previous contact with small-class teaching.
If we talk about the previous teaching, educating people and teachings, not departing from the truth, between words and deeds, there is also a bookish atmosphere; this teaching and learning is even closer to the reckless characters in the rivers and lakes, not only with strong muscles and bones, powerful and powerful, but also with a faint killing momentum.
"I don't think I need to go any further. His eyes were blazing, and he stared at Yue Xiaochang, which made this guy who was still proud turn pale, and shivered a few times on the spot.
"You wait for the small class, most of them are not short of practice, and it is almost time, you should understand some deeper truths and have more choices for the future. His voice was different from the clear and transparent of the previous teachings, although it was louder and more powerful, but if you carefully distinguish it, you can find that it is hoarse and dark, and it is a little harsh.
All beings were taken by his momentum, and although they may not agree in their hearts, they still put on a posture of listening to their ears.
"I don't like nonsense, go straight to the point," the teacher had no expression on his face, his voice was flat, or even a little indifferent, "If there is a problem, go and think about it, I really don't understand, and the hall will come to me again! If you find that the problem is an idiot and delays time, don't blame me for not being emotional!"
The students looked at each other, and they were even more optimistic about the content of the hall, so they were more worried about the meaning of the middle class teaching and learning.
The teacher speaks straightforwardly, does not procrastinate in his words, and immediately gets to the point.
"The subject of my presentation is dubbing. β
"Cultivating sound, in the end, will get the sound of all things in the world, understand its sound, and understand its pure sound...... From simple to complex, there is always a beginning, and when the foundation is based, you can choose something close to you to start, always accompany, look at its shape, understand its quality, listen to its sound, and get its ......"
In this way, it is called the thing of sound dubbing. β
"Music cultivators, out of convenience and easy understanding, mostly choose various musical instruments as dubbing...... If the bell is used as the sound matching, the copper bell is enlightened at the beginning, and it is cited as a silver bell, a gold bell, a wind chime, and even a hanging bell...... Different materials, different shapes, from one to many, step by step, broad knowledge of ten thousand rings, get the true sound ......"
Teaching and learning to look at all beings, some are abrupt, some are novel, some are sluggish, and some are disdainful......
"But this dubbing is not child's play!" he suddenly shouted, the echo was like thunder, the walls were dusty, and all living beings were shaken by the sound, and their chests were suffocated.
Although the momentum was loud, the beings who generally cultivated qi and strengthened their physique were not injured. Of course, everyone also knows that this is not because of themselves, but because of the mercy of their subordinates.
Only Xiao Yu suddenly felt a flower in front of him, and the teaching and learning that was sitting in front of him, with the sound in his ears, seemed to stand up suddenly, turning into a colorful tiger, looking up to the sky and roaring tigers, the wind and clouds accompanied by clouds, a leap, and pounced towards himself.
Startled by this, Xiao Yu trembled, and his spirit suddenly became nervous. Looking at the front again, it was still the same scene as before, and there was no tiger descending the mountain.
Although this feeling was only dissipated in an instant, it still made Xiao Yu's heart wake up and concentrate.
"One person, one match, no regrets for life. I am fortunate to have gained, but I have lost my life. Although the eyes of the teacher were patrolling the whole audience, Xiao Yu always felt that he was staring at himself, "People are compatible and united." This is great perseverance and great achievement...... Although it is not possible to directly improve the realm of sound cultivation, as long as you persist, it can be improved more than the limitations of sound quality. β
"Teaching, may I ask what your dubbing thing is?" finally someone couldn't help but ask.
"I once said that if there is a problem, the class will ask ......" The teacher's gaze made the person who asked the question feel like falling into an ice cave, "However, I originally wanted to show it, even if you didn't ask, don't take it as an example." β
Jiao Xi took out a golden knife from behind his back: "My voice is this knife." β
When the beings saw this, they were silent at first, and then there was an uproar.
"Knives?!"
"Unexpectedly...... Not a musical instrument?"
"How so?"
"Weapons, how can they be matched?"
"Incomprehensible ......"
"It won't be...... Jokes?"
β......β
"Quiet!" the instructor was obviously not a patient man, and shouted again, calming the hall.
Xiao Yu was vague again, and saw the shadow of the tiger.
"I talked about the sound dubbing, which is usually used by musical instruments, but that's normal. "Jiao Xi picked up the golden knife, his eyes softened, and he gently stretched out his hand and flicked it, a crisp and crisp resound, echoing for a long time, "The things of sound matching, such as the intersection of life, are better than those of close relatives, and they need to be fused with their hearts, and the resonance of air and sound ......"
The beings were silent and had strange expressions.
They are all looking for the opportunity of immortality, and those who disdain such a "side door" have a lot of them.
Jiao Xi seemed to see what everyone was thinking, put away the golden knife, snorted heavily, and looked directly at Xiao Yu in the middle: "You are impetuous, eager for quick success." Those who are in this small class can really be promoted to the senior class, and if they think about it again, I am afraid that there will not be one out of ten...... After all, we have to worry about the rest of our lives, people are not worried, how can they reach the distance? Weapons are in the sound dubbing, at the beginning, weaker than ordinary musical instruments, but the power of self-defense and protection is not only several times different......?
Xiao Yu looked at Jiaoxi, the two looked at each other in the void, as if there was a sound of gold and iron, others could not detect it, but Jiaoxi himself showed a different color, and finally smiled mysteriously.
After the lecture was finished in the classroom, as soon as the students were to be taught, they immediately burst into a loud noise.
This middle class teaching came suddenly, and everyone was guessing what it meant...... Is it a choice that everyone in the small class has to face?
"Small, Middle, Senior...... It is the class of the outer protΓ©gΓ©s. Yue Xiaochang seemed to guess that Xiao Yu would come and make a profound appearance, "The foundation of the small class, if there is a stunning top-notch, it will eventually be promoted to the senior class and teach in depth." β
"And if you don't enter the senior class for a long time, you will enter the middle class?" Xiao Yu guessed.
"It's a little different, but that's pretty much it. Yue Xiaochang nodded and said, "Those who enter the middle class can be said to have completely cut off the hope of immortality, just to shorten the rest of their lives, how to enhance their value." There are those who rely on the immortal gate to get the backing of the future, there are those who look for other ways to make a name for themselves in the world, and there are those who are unwilling to be persistent and desperately find a way to transcend them......"
"Hmm, ......no wonder," Xiao Yu said in a deep voice, "Middle-class teaching is more impatient and closer to the present." β
"Look at what you mean, what, did you really listen to it?" Yue Xiaochang said in surprise, "No matter how studious you are, you don't have to refuse to come, you can take care ......of both good and bad, right?"
"Hehe, do you also know that you will think about the future?" Xiao Yu smiled, "Seeing that you are carefree and cheerful, I thought that I wouldn't bother much." β
"You just say it, I don't have a heart or lungs!" Yue Xiaochang waved his hand indifferently, and then frowned, "It's you, the truth is ......"
"If I expected it to be true, this teacher is here for this purpose. Xiao Yu said lightly.
"Oh, how can you see it?" Yue Xiaochang asked with interest.
Although he seems to be reckless, in fact, he is mysterious, and the ideas he teaches cannot be said to be unreasonable. Xiao Yu first defended, and then said, "Teaching and learning here hinted at three things to me. β
"Ah, there are so many things?" Yue Xiaochang was skeptical.
Xiao Yu smiled, stretched out a finger, and said: "First, it is not that all the teachings are unreasonable, and they stand behind the interpretation of the truth - therefore, in the Fa Fighting Competition, it will not be biased, and it will be fair." β
"Oh, it seems good that you say that......" Yue Xiaochang nodded hesitantly.
Xiao Yu stretched out two fingers and said, "Second, in the Dharma Fighting Competition, Xie Zhen must use weapons......
"Huh?" Yue Xiaochang opened his mouth in surprise.
"Third," Xiao Yu stretched out three fingers, but he hesitated a little, and said in a low voice, "He wants me to find him secretly......"
"This ......" Yue Xiaochang stood for a long time and asked suspiciously, "What are you looking for him?"
Xiao Yu smiled mysteriously and shook his head silently.
"You...... Alas......" Yue Xiaochang was stunned for a moment, then turned his head angrily and left.
Of course, he guessed that Xiao Yu was afraid of his big mouth and adding trouble to other tutors.
Xiao Yu looked at Yue Xiaochang's back and muttered to himself secretly.
If there is no accident, the teaching is also kind, and I want to teach myself, the method of weapon dubbing, so that I can fight with the truth and fairly.
However, if the thing of sound dubbing is really as Jiao Xi said, so important, do you really want to find a weapon?
With hesitation, Xiao Yu still listened carefully, and all the lectures that day.
According to the law, the next day, there was no class, so Xiao Yu said goodbye to Yue Xiaochang and came down the mountain.
The outer gate of Mobei, a hundred miles to the north, is already Jinyao abroad.
Under the bright sun, a flowing cloud, through the border, cut through the blue sky, with a special rhythm, fell to the ground.
The clouds dissipated, revealing the figures of the two men.
An old man in black, with an indifferent face and no eyebrows in his eyes, looked a little vicious. Behind him, stood a young man, dressed in white, but with long white hair, simply tied by a blue band, fluttering in the wind.
"Yuan'er," the old man in black looked around and said, "Ahead, is the Jinyao Border. In small places, there are many evil mountains, evil waters, evil beasts, and evil people, you are alone, don't run around. β
"Master, please rest assured," the white-haired young man nodded and smiled, warm as jade, "I will walk on the left, and I will not go away,"
"Well, I'll be back when I pass the post on to my old friend. The old man in black nodded, looking relieved.
"Ling: Xiang!"
The old man in black shook his hand, and a giant sword floated off the ground, making a buzzing sound. The old man rose up, drove the sound element, and in the blink of an eye, he rose into the air, burst the sound barrier, and disappeared.
The young man in white twisted his earlobe, looked not far in front of him, a corner of the mountains and forests, and paced away.