Hearing Ji Yuan say that he can't write music scores, Hu Yun's first reaction was: 'And Mr. Ji can't? ’

"Then what should we do? Will Zao Niang know?"

Hu Yun looked at Zao Niang, who hurriedly shook her head. She had never learned something as advanced as rhythm. In fact, not many people really understood rhythm.

However, Hu Yun soon saw that Ji Yuan had written down again.

"Sir, are you ready so soon?"

Ji Yuan stared at the world without squinting, writing steady and powerful, just smiled and replied.

"How is that possible, but my generation is someone who cultivates immortals and seeks Taoism after all, and we don't need to be too rigid about the conventional music scores. To ensure that there is no memory deviation, we will first write down the scene of Feng begging for the phoenix in Tianlu script. , and then slowly write the score in normal words."

Hu Yun's eyes lit up when he heard this, and said directly.

"I understand, if someone can really play "Feng Qiuhuang", it must be a predestined person, then when he plays "Feng Qiuhuang", he will definitely be able to see Feng Qiuhuang and understand the song better The essence!"

"You're right."

Ji Yuan continued to write, each piece of white rice paper was written in ink like heaven, but a "Feng Qiuhuang" was very large, and there was a small stack of rice paper on the table. The space between the words is not small, and I can write another column of words, but this is for the purpose of adding music later.

Not only the sound of the phoenix roaring echoed in my mind, but also the posture and light of the phoenix dancing in front of the plane tree, and there were some things in terms of understanding. Thinking about it, this Tianlu book became more and more complicated, and more and more were written.

When the last stroke of Jiyuan falls, and a little is outlined at the end, all the words will flash with brilliance, and then dim.

Ji Yuan looked at the table, two stacks or three or four stacks of high-quality rice paper were spread out everywhere, and he almost consumed the rest of the rice paper to survive.

"This is not easy to understand..."

On this day, the book "Feng Qiuhuang" has a hint of Taoism, and the words are blurred and blurred.

"Disappeared? Tianlu wrote?"

It was Hu Yun who spoke. In his eyes, on the table full of paper, the words that he could still see just blurred for a while and then all disappeared. It looked like a pile of rice paper with no words written on it.

In Zao Niang's eyes, although the words have almost disappeared, if you look carefully, you can't see the words, but you can see a layer of fog circulating on the paper, as long as she wants, it seems that she can push it away with her mind. mist.

Ji Yuan seemed to have a feeling, and looked past Hu Yun to look at Zao Niang, the slightly surprised expression on the latter's face also subsided immediately.

"Sir, I seem to be able to see through this "Feng Qiuhuang"."

"Well, where the spiritual roots of heaven and earth converge, it is uniquely blessed."

Ji Yuan said, looking at the text on the stone table, he was very satisfied with this book, but it was still far from the real score. It was like a movie with sound and light in a previous life. You can watch the movie It does not mean that the soundtrack in it can be directly restored. Even if there are many masters who can restore most of it, it will never include "Phoenix Qiuhuang", and it is not easy to see the content of this book.

This accounting fate even felt that what he had just planned was correct, there was still a complete gap beside the Tianlushu, which was invisible to ordinary people and even ordinary practitioners, and could write music scores in normal words.

He read the book on the stone table again, and then Ji Yuan waved his hand lightly, all the rice paper slowly flew up, folded and overlapped with each other, and there were dark book covers on the upper and lower sides. When the magic weapon is rich, the silk thread is used as a thread, and it shuttles between the pages of paper, and it becomes a book in a few breaths.

The book automatically fell on the stone table in front of Ji Yuan, and finally Ji Yuan wrote the name on the surface. The three characters "Feng Qiuhuang" are not written in Tianlu, but they show the magic of calligraphy.

"Hu Yun, help me to buy some books on temperament, and buy some rice paper. Rice paper doesn't have to be too good, but it shouldn't be too bad either."

Ji Yuan gave Hu Yun this command while flipping through the newly completed Tianlu Book, who was a little embarrassed and troubled.

"Uh, this... Sir, can I go again later... At this time..."

"After a while, all the bookstores will be closed."

Ji Yuan said that, and suddenly looked at the red fox holding the honey cup.

"Shouldn't you be so afraid of dogs?"

"Who said that! Who said that! I, Hu Yun, have not been what they used to be. Now I can't say that I have been successful in cultivation, but I'm not a newbie! In terms of fighting alone, no dog is my opponent, but they usually come together in groups. despicable!"

Ji Yuan couldn't help laughing. No matter how he looked at it, even if he added all the dogs in Ning'an County, he should not be Hu Yun's opponent now.

"Isn't that true? You are so afraid of dogs, how can you go out in the future? And wouldn't you be soft when you encounter a dog demon?"

"That's different!"

Hu Yun patted the stone table.

"I, Hu Yun, aren't vegetarian either. I don't slack off in my practice. I also have a master who taught me the art of enslaving phantoms. Even now, I can save myself more than myself, but the dogs in Ning'an County are different. Fan, why am I messing around here?"

The technique of phantoms is the product of Hu Yun's success in learning paper man spells, but what appeared was not a Golden Armored Warrior, but a phantom.

"Oh……"

Ji Yuan nodded, and didn't say how to help Hu Yun solve these troubles permanently. He thought that the fox would also enjoy it sometimes.

"Well then, I'll let Jin Jia go with you. There happens to be someone who can carry things."

"Chirp~"

Hearing the call to the golden armor, the little paper crane, who was sleeping in Jiyuan's chest, called out directly, and got out of his pocket, and a magic talisman flew out of Jiyuan's sleeve, which turned into a golden armor on one side. .

"Your Highness!"

The Golden Armored Warrior was still tall and burly in Hu Yun's impression, but he would clearly feel that the Golden Armored Warrior's gaze was conspicuously focused on his fox for a short while.

"Okay, Xiao Zhihe will go too."

"Chirp~"

Hu Yun looked at the Golden Armored Warrior, just when he was about to ask how such a conspicuous big guy was brought out, he saw that the Golden Armored Warrior himself was slowly changing, and soon turned into a burly and strong man, no longer Glittering golden.

"Hey? Sir, he is not the same as your other Golden Armored Warriors?"

"His name is Jinjia, he is indeed different."

Hu Yun frowned again.

"Golden armor? Aren't they all called golden armored warriors... Then what are the other ones called?"

"Jin Yi, Jin Bing, Jin Ding... What do you think?"

Both Zao Niang and Hu Yun were obviously stunned, the latter's fox face smiled reluctantly.

"Sir, of course the name is good... Well, then I'm leaving!"

"and many more."

Ji Yuan stopped Hu Yun, who was excited to go out.

"Sir, what else is there to order?"

"Bring the money!"

Ji Yuan took some money out of his sleeve, but before he could hand it to Hu Yun, the latter had already run to the door.

"No need sir, hehe, I have several pieces of gold!"

Ji Yuan looked down at the broken silver in her hand, nodded and added.

"Then try to buy as much rice paper as possible, and then buy another xiao. Well, try to buy as much as possible, with purple bamboo as the top priority."

"understood!"

……

It didn't take long for a boy who looked fifteen or sixteen years old to push open the door of Ju'an Pavilion and went out, followed by a burly man, and a small paper crane was parked on top of the man's head. It was Hu Yun and his party who had transformed his body.

After Hu Yun and the others left, Zao Niang asked Ji Yuan.

"Sir, I'm afraid this is no longer a simple rhythm book, right?"

Ji Yuan pushed the "Feng Qiuhuang" in her hand to Zao Niang and nodded.

"In my life, I have written three books in total, and I would say that they are all classics, one is "Heaven and Earth", the other is "Miaohua Tianshu", and today's half of "Feng Qiuhuang" Although it is for composing music, there is no lack of magic, but for the third part~lightnovelpub.net~ This "Feng Qiuhuang" is in Ji Yuan's heart, and in terms of feeling, it is somewhat similar to the original "Dream in the Clouds", except for this. A trace of feeling, others are completely different, and more mysterious than the latter.

When Zao Niang heard this, she opened her mouth slightly. She knew a little about the first two books, and knew that the book in front of her was actually qualified to let her husband say such a thing. She reached out and carefully caressed the book in front of her, looking to open it Dare not to look like.

"If you want to read it, you can read it, not to mention that this "Phoenix Prisoner" is neither a secret manual of exercises, nor a magic weapon for winning, but it really counts. Go to Yunshan Temple to read the first two books..."

Having said that, Ji Yuan nodded slightly towards Zao Niang and continued.

"You too, it's time to learn some skills."

"Thank you, sir!"

Zao Niang stood up and gave Ji Yuan a salute, then sat down with a very happy mood, opened the book without any burden, and reached out to touch the paper. , where the finger touches, there will be columns of text appearing.

"Crash la la la... clap la la la..."

The sound of the waves, the scene in the sea, and the huge phoenix tree in the sea all appeared in Zao Niang's heart.

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