Chapter 580 Composition

   "The way of rhythm lies in nature. Whether it is practice, life or battle, there is music."

   "The chirping of birds in the morning, the clanging of weapons on the battlefield, the faint sound of mountains and rivers...these are the sources of the way of rhythm."

  "The way of rhythm is not to choose cultivation. The heavens and the world, whether practitioners or ordinary people, can draw inspiration from music in nature, create music, write magnificent chapters, and then give music back to sentient beings."

   "For example, people can practice while listening to music, soothe their mood, they can listen to lullabies before going to bed, and fall asleep quickly, or they can play on festive days such as weddings to enliven the atmosphere. These are the feedbacks of music to all beings."

   "The first test is to let each of you create a kind of music that you can use in your life. There are no restrictions on instruments and themes."

   "There are different environments in the Secret Realm of Rhythm. You can freely choose the environment you are in and find inspiration for your creation."

   "Considering that some of you are not good at the way of space, this secret realm also has the blessing of the way of space. You only need to move a thought to move to other places."

   "A total of two hours, starting now."

  The secret land of rhythm is very large. The place where everyone is located is the junction of the yellow sand and the jungle. It is separated by a river.

   "Create a piece of music in two hours? It's too difficult." Many people looked sad and didn't know where to start.

   "Music, battle..." Yuyin was inspired, and with a thought, she came to an ancient battlefield.

   "Do you want to follow along?" Jiang Li asked the Luo Ying brothers and sisters.

   "Yeah." The two brothers and sisters were very relaxed. They came here just to wander around, and they didn't mean to win. To see more powerful methods is the biggest gain of this trip.

  As soon as Jiang Li and Luo Ying stepped into the ancient battlefield, they saw yellow sand all over the sky, broken chariots, discarded armor, red-dyed military flags, and dense bones...

  Close your eyes, and it is easy to imagine the confrontation between the two armies in your mind. Following the general's order, the soldiers will fight each other, and the corpses will be piled up with blood and bones.

  Yuyin took out a guzheng and plucked it casually, and she had the aura of thousands of troops. She kept adjusting her senses, from monotonous notes to intermittent tunes, and finally into a continuous war song full of killing momentum.

  The three of them witnessed Yuyin's process of composing music from scratch, and they roughly understood something in their hearts.

  Jiang Li nodded, he already had a general idea.

  The three of them kept changing positions in the secret realm, looking for inspiration, and finally created songs that satisfied them.

  …

  Two hours later, Yinxian Shennian pulled everyone back to the beginning and asked them to show the created rhythms one by one.

  Ding ding dong dong—

  The first monk showed an enviable musical talent. Listening to this piece of music, one can feel the elegance of the mountains and flowing water, as well as the clarity of the spring water.

   "This song is when I climbed the mountain, I saw the waterfall hanging down, like a canvas, it was very beautiful, it became the finishing touch of the mountain, and I felt it, so..."

   "You, the first level failed." Yinxian Shennian looked unhappy.

   "Why?" The man refused.

   "You clearly played the famous song "High Mountain and Flowing Water" that was circulated in the fairy world 100,000 years ago. You are plagiarizing, and you don't even change a single note or pitch!" Yinxian Shennian has never seen such a shameless monk. This is an insult to the way of rhythm.

   Being told the truth, the man was depressed and forced to stand.

  He thought that no one knew about the fragments of the peerless score that he got by chance, but he never thought that Yinxian Shennian had heard this piece of music.

  The zither strings were plucked, and everyone only listened to the first short paragraph, and they felt the urge to fight with others.

   "I am not very familiar with the way of temperament, and the time has passed, so I only wrote a short paragraph."

   “If there is a fight scene in the drama, this music can be used as the background, and the effect should be good.”

  Yinxian looked at Yuyin approvingly. Even if he is not familiar with the way of rhythm, he can create such a masterpiece. If he studies the way of rhythm well, he will surely shine in this respect.

   A cheerful tune sounded, composed by Luo Zhu.

   "Your song is a bit interesting. Although it is jerky, you can hear the joy contained in it. When people are celebrating, they can play this song casually to express their feelings."

  Luo Zhu showed a slight smile: "I feel very lucky today. I met a respectable senior. From this senior, I can learn a lot, so I tried to create."

   "First contact with the way of temperament?"

"Um."

   "You are good, you passed."

  The tune sounded like killing a pig.

   "Is it Jiang Renhuang?" Ruyi Hulu was surprised, it's really ugly, and it really lives up to its reputation.

  Yu Yin shook her head: "Jiang Li's music is not so good."

   "..."

   It was indeed not Jiang Li who played, but Luo Ying.

   "What can you use this song for?" Yinxian Shennian asked, as if kicking this guy out.

   "I created this song by imitating the sound of slaughtering pigs. It can be played continuously in the pig farm, so that the pigs can get used to the sound. When they go to the slaughterhouse, the pigs will feel as if they are at home when they hear the sounds of their companions."

  It is full of rhythm and makes people want to jump after listening to it, but some childish tunes sounded, which was composed by Luo Ying.

  Yinxian remained silent for a long time, struggling between his inner conscience and the rules, and finally let Luo Ying pass the first test.

   When the restless song sounds, people have strange thoughts after listening to it, or they want to be in heat.

   "What song is this, where did the inspiration come from?" Yinxian Shennian looked strange.

   "This is when I was walking in the woods and saw two wild beasts preparing for the next generation. Fu Ling was so heartbroken that he created this song, so that Taoists can play this song when they are having sex, so as to increase energy and no longer need to take aphrodisiac drugs."

   "..." Yinxian Shennian really wanted to kick this guy out, but considering the rules, he gritted his teeth and let him pass.

   Squeak—

  Yinxian Shennian was startled and trembled, the voice was too piercing, she followed the sound and found Jiang Li.

  Jiang Li undulates the strings, ecstatically playing the repertoire created with his heart, immersed in it, and is out of tune with the surrounding environment.

  I have made great progress in my temperament. This time the song has no shortcomings except for being ugly.

  Ruyi Gourd's body trembled. It finally saw the legendary level of Jiang Renhuang's melody. If it really could surpass time, it would never forget it in this life, and it would be imprinted deep in its memory.

   Yinxian looked at Jiang Li with pity, and he must have suffered psychological trauma to create such underworld songs.

   "What can you do with this song?"

   "It can be used as an alarm clock."

  (end of this chapter)