The three courses that Xingzi chose were martial arts, imperial beasts, and ingenuity classes.

At this time, the star in the ingenuity class seems serious and pious... He is making a harmonica that is unique in this world.

The source of the harmonica is to pick up girls. Since you can't restrain your heart from liking Mia, then let it be. Xingzi is ten years old, Miya is nine and a half years old, isn't this a pair of baby girls made in heaven! Let Uncle Earth's soul die~

Xingzi uses the best "original Qiong wood" as the main material, this light yellow log color material is warm and fragrant, delicate and not easy to wear, its natural texture is slender wisps, rarely twisted and tangled.

Xingzi intercepted two equal pieces of original qiong wood, and drilled ten and a half grooves on each of them, and the two pieces were glued together to form the prototype of the harmonica.

In each blowing hole, two thin reeds are inlaid with "Mingyang copper", and the color of this metal is very close to the original qiong wood.

After the carcass is completed, Xingzi polishes it again and again.

Finally, the first harmonica in the world of Xianzhen came out!

The small one is only a finger long, warm and ancient, exuding a faint fragrance of wood ~ along its texture and smooth, it is no longer distinguishable that it is a combination of gold and wood, and it is one ~ Xingzi didn't make any other decorations, only carved a small line of letters on the harmonica: May it be

This is the title of the theme song of "The Lord of the Rings" that he used as a lullaby in his last life, which means: prayer.

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Grass, sunlight into the warmth...

By the babbling stream, under an eight-fold cherry tree, there is a blonde woman sitting with her back against a tree, bending her knees and supporting her cheeks.

There is a little golden donkey nearly a meter high next to her, and the little donkey rides a foot-high calf on its back.

They were listening to a teenager in the tree playing "May it be" on a harmonica~

Originally, this "prayer" was like a requiem, but Xingzi blew it on the harmonica, which was a little more cheerful and clear~

The branches of the cherry blossoms swirled with the sound of the harmonica~ Escorted by the diligent wind~ Blowing through the grass~ Flowing over the stream~ Alarming the wind chimes under the eaves and wrinkling the sleeves of the students... Melodious and melodious~

I can't put it into words, but it's a wonderful moment...

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Soon after, Xingzi's first harmonica and first harmonica music were released, and they were watched by the musicians of the academy.

The teachers and students of the musicians who came here were very surprised by Xingzi's new musical instrument! Xingzi is willing to promote this kind of blues music in this world, so that the fairy world will also have a touch of different colors~ So he did not reserve to teach the musicians how to make harmonica.

The harmonica was in Germany in the seventeenth century of the earth, and one day a musician named Bushmann saw a little girl from a peasant family sitting at the door playing while walking, with a pair of chubby little hands holding a wooden comb with a piece of cardboard and blowing it next to his mouth ~ This is the source of Bushmann's invention of the harmonica.

So the method of making it is simple and easy to learn. As long as you tell the superficial principle, let alone a monk, a mortal can learn it in a day.

When the musicians of the academy make their own harmonica, put it between their lips and blow it~

Sometimes happy to jump ~ sometimes melodious ~ fresh and pleasant, but also indescribable special taste ~ can purify people's body and mind, wash people's souls.

The harmonica made the musicians love it, and the song of prayer fascinated them, and quickly became popular in the academy.

Therefore, the star with the name of "Dan Dao Wonderful" has another label: "son of wind chimes". People named this instrument: Star Flute, and they regarded the harmonica as a kind of transverse flute, and "Xing" is the surname of Xingzi, which also means the new flute.

The Academy's Roca also wants to hire Xingzi as a guest gentleman. Xingzi shook his head in a panic, he was a plagiarist and asked him to teach people, and this didn't leak the bottom of his pants!

The Lejia teacher, who was deeply sorry, finally gave Xingzi the benefit of taking Lejia classes in the future, and all of them were free of credits.

There is also a senior sister named Xu Ruoyan who was accompanied by Chu Muyun, and I don't know how to do it, Chu Muyun hooked up with this pretty senior sister in the third grade. Looking at his excitement, he almost didn't write on his face: "She is my horse."

Xu Ruoyan wanted to exchange an intermediate spiritual weapon for Xingzi's Prayer Lyre, but Xingzi refused without giving Chu Shao face.

Although Xingzi is greedy for money, he is also nostalgic. The weapon he made for the first time, the "Ruijin Bronze Gong", is no longer enough to use now, but Xingzi has never had a trace of disgust.

"I want to exchange a spiritual weapon for the first harmonica in this world, which is unparalleled in the world, and dream!"

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After that, his harmonica and his prayer song spread like a plague~

Broadcast in the Xianzhen Continent, broadcast in the major worlds of the starry sky...

Not only is it loved by monks, but it is also loved by mortals!

The clear and playful melody ~ cheerful in the children's immature little hands, the quiet and silent melody ~ fluttering on the dry lips of the blind artist, the melody of nostalgia and compassion ~ is even more sounded in the soldiers' farewell to the heroic souls.

The melodious star flute flew over the sect ~ flew over the family ~ flew over the city ~ mountains, rivers, and Qianmo.. The gap in this world~

Blowing the wrinkles of life, blowing the noise of red dust, blowing the vicissitudes of the years... The direction where the harmonica sound is far away, that is the hometown of sorrow~

After that, there were countless wisps of prayer power in the underworld, converging on him, converging on the little clay figure in his body...