Chapter 158: The Nine Bends of the Yellow River?

  Zhou Mingxuan nodded slightly and said, "It's a variant of purple sandalwood because it grows in a place with extremely heavy yin energy, so it becomes a deep purple sandalwood. Looking at the age of the tree, it should be several thousand years old, which makes it a top-grade deep purple sandalwood, a rare treasure. Using it to make musical instruments would be excellent, and it can also be refined into a music treasure."

  "Haha, didn't expect to pick up a treasure!" Xiao Yun smiled with a curled lip, this could be considered good fortune for being kind.

  "I don't know what kind of tree this is either," said Ding Xiang. "After I died, my soul was absorbed into this tree. At the time, I only felt comfortable staying in this tree, as if there was a power nourishing my soul and making it stronger. Later, I was bound by this tree and couldn't escape. Then Meng Guofu had someone burn down the forest. At that time, I thought I was going to die, but this tree wasn't completely burned, leaving only half of the stump, which couldn't be burned anymore. That's how I survived."

  "Heh heh, Miss Ding's luck is indeed good. If it weren't for this Yōu Míng Purple Sandalwood, your soul would have dissipated forty years ago." Zhou Mingxuan said.

  Ding Xiang nodded in agreement with a smile.

  However, Xiao Yun stared at the half piece of wood in his hand, as if thinking about something.

  "This piece of wood is a bit small, it may not be enough to make instruments like the guqin or pipa, but it can be used to make instruments like the erhu or zhonghu." said Zhou Mingxuan.

  Xiao Yun shook her head and looked up at Ding Xiang, "I think you have somewhere to go!"

  "Huh?"

  Ding Xiang and Zhou Mingxuan both looked puzzled.

  Xiao Yun smiled but didn't speak, and put away the half-section of Yu Ming purple sandalwood. This piece of wood was indeed a bit small for making musical instruments like guqin or pipa. However, Xiao Yun had other plans. It's believed that before long, a magnificent instrument will be born.

  "Let's get out of here first. It's also quite gloomy here!" Zhou Mingxuan said.

  Cassia turned into a purple light, and entered the nine heavens. Xiao Yun took back the nine heavens, and followed Zhou Mingxuan to leave the small forest. As for Qiu Minghe and the old man, they were left to the nearby villagers to collect their bodies.

  The forest was as quiet as ever, with two corpses lying in it, making it even more gloomy. A frog croaked loudly on the tombstone. As soon as Xiaoyun and others left the forest, the lilac flowers around the tomb began to wither and fall, dust returned to dust, earth returned to earth, the lilac had been transformed, the yin energy of the purple sandalwood was also taken away, everything became nothingness.

  "Namo Amitabha, Tathagata"

  "Hah, you little guy, you're learning quickly!" said the mounted official. Xiao'er stood on Xiao Yun's shoulder, softly chanting. Last night, after hearing Xiao Yun play a tune of "Rebirth Incantation", this little guy had learned it in just two or three tries, uttering each note from his mouth. He was really getting the hang of it.

  The clever bird's cheerful chirping, as the divine bird under the Buddha's seat. If even this little trick is not available, then it can't be passed on. It can be said that if Xiao Yun sings a few more times, this little bird will definitely learn this song, not only because of its strong talent, but also because it is very sensitive to Buddhist music itself.

  This is a rare talent, completely without the need for sheet music, not just echoing like a parrot, such an innate gift, truly astonishing, I believe that in the entire Tian Yue continent, there are only a handful of people who possess this kind of talent.

  "Xiao brothers, this little bird is really different from the others!" Zhou Mingxuan also praised, he had never seen a sparrow that could learn music on its own before. If it were in the past, he would have thought it was nonsense, but now it's real, obviously, Xiao Yun this bird is extraordinary.

  "It's just that its appetite is too big and can't be raised!" Xiao Yun laughed, provoking Qiao Er to scold him loudly.

  Zhou Mingxuan's face was full of envy, and he paused for a moment before saying, "Xiao brother, you said you've arranged a place for Miss Dingxiang, I wonder where it is?"

  "You'll know later!" Xiao Yun said with a sly smile.

  Zhou Mingxuan was too curious, and Xiao Yun's words made his heart itch, but looking at Xiao Yun's expression, he knew he wouldn't tell him, so he endured the urge to ask. "That Meng old man's son is really detestable, not only did he ruin the engagement with Ding Xiang, but he's also an ungrateful white-eyed wolf. This time, when we go to Long City and see that Meng Guangren, we must give him a good lesson. As the saying goes, 'a child doesn't despise his mother for being ugly, a dog doesn't despise its home for being poor.' Even if he was forced to cancel the engagement, but to actually look down on his own father, his character is really too poor! To let someone like this become an official in our Great Xia dynasty is truly unfortunate!"

  "This guy, the resentment isn't light at all," said Xiao Yun. "If that person is still alive, he's already nearly sixty years old, and it's been forty years since then. He's probably long forgotten about this matter."

  "Mind your own business! This heartless and unscrupulous scoundrel deserves to be cut into a thousand pieces!" Zhou Mingxuan gritted his teeth.

  Racing forward on horseback, a large cloud of dust rose up behind him.

  "What a big river!"

  Three days later, a large river blocked the way. Looking from afar, it was nearly two hundred meters wide. The riverbed was very low, with floodwaters surging to the sky and churning turbulently. The river water was completely a murky yellow color mixed with thin mud, as if there had just been a torrential downpour. The ears were filled with deafening sounds of rushing water, like the galloping of ten thousand horses, or the rumbling of thunder in the nine heavens, extremely stunning and heart-shaking.

  The air was filled with the smell of mud and sand, the turbulent floodwaters rolled endlessly, as if hiding countless giant beasts, wanting to devour people. Growing up so big, Xiao Yun had never seen such a majestic river before.

  "It should be the Yellow River!" Zhou Mingxuan looked around and said to Xiao Yun.

  Yellow River?

  Is this the Yellow River of this world? Xiao Yun was shocked in his heart, and the Yellow River in front of him was much more magnificent than the one on Earth.

  "Once we've crossed the Yellow River, we'll follow the river upstream and after another ten days or half a month, we should arrive at Dragon City!"

  "But how are we going to cross the river?" There was no ferry in sight, nor any boat, and the water was so turbulent. The short distance of two hundred meters seemed like an insurmountable obstacle for Xiao Yun.

  Zhou Mingxuan heard this and burst out laughing, "Wanting to go back isn't difficult, I'll take you there!"

  Xiao Yun came to his senses, and realized that Zhou Mingxuan was a strong player in the early stages of music, this distance was like a chasm for himself, but for Zhou Mingxuan, it was as easy as turning over his hand.

  "What about the horses?" Xiao Yun looked at the two horses grazing beside him.

  "No big deal, I'll just make a few more trips! Let's go!" Zhou Mingxuan grabbed Xiao Yun's shoulder and took off into the air, flying towards the opposite bank of the river, too lazy to find a ferry again.

  After crossing the Yellow River smoothly, the two of them drove their horses upstream. Xiao Yun knew that the Yellow River would pass by the outside of Longcheng City, and following it would definitely not lead them astray.

  Night fell quickly, and on the way, they didn't encounter any households, so Xiao Yun and the other person could only choose to camp in the wild. The days of rushing had made both of them extremely tired. In a dense thicket of tall reeds, they found a flat area, lit a bonfire, ate some simple food, and rested on the spot.

  On one side was the majestic sound of the Yellow River, on the other was Zhou Mingxuan's loud and fierce shouting. The night wind blew wildly, sending the grass flying, cool and refreshing. Xiao Yun closed her eyes for a moment, her mind sinking into the Lingtai Music Bureau, where the sheet of white paper that had been transformed by music had regained some of its luster.

  Just waiting for the call, but saw a flash of white light, and the white paper transformed into Lele's figure, slowly floating down onto the spiritual platform.

  "You've finally woken up!" Xiao Yun exclaimed with joy.

  Lè Lè raised her head and glanced into the void, "Where are you now?"

  "On the banks of the Yellow River!" Xiao Yun replied.

  "Yellow River?" Lele seemed to have thought of something.

  "What's wrong?" asked Xiao Yun.

  Lele paused for a moment, saying, "In the past, King Wu of Zhou attacked Zhou and encountered obstacles on the Yellow River. Under King Zhou's command, there were three female generals who set up the Nine Bends Array of the Yellow River. No one under King Wu's command could break it, resulting in countless losses and casualties. The military strategist Jiang Shang went to the Kunlun Immortal Gate and invited the True Saint to come out of the mountain, only then was the array broken!"

  "What's the point of telling me this?" Xiao Yun had also heard about King Wu's conquest of Zhou, which was a story from the Investiture of the Gods. Of course, the legends left on the Leixiu continent and the memories of his past life were somewhat different, but at least the characters and events were roughly similar.

  Lè Lè said, "The Yellow River Nine Bends Array is composed of the nine ancient sounds of Jiǔ Qū. After the array was broken, Jiāng Shàng threw the nine stone tablets that served as the array's eyes into the nine sections of the Yellow River to suppress the surging waters!"