Chapter 3: Boya Mountain, Foundation!

  Xiao Yun didn't know that the seven sounds gathered, re-created the rhythm, which was a great merit, although it couldn't be compared to Le Zu Ling Lun yet, but this infinite merit was enough to make him a music god.

  Unfortunately, Xiao Yun had just entered the Le Tong realm and his weak physical body was unable to retain such a vast amount of merit, resulting in a large amount of merit being wasted, completely wasting this rare opportunity. If he were to find out about this, it's unknown whether he would still be able to get excited again.

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  The majestic energy circulated through the meridians for a cycle, and Xiao Yun slowly exhaled a mouthful of turbid air. When he opened his eyes, the boat had already reached the shore.

  "Little brother, we're here!" Xiang Weng looked at Xiao Yun with a smile.

  Xiao Yun was still immersed in the joy of achieving Le Tong, but didn't notice anything strange about the old man's expression. He put away his zither and jumped onto the shore, "Thank you, sir."

  The old man shook his head and said, "What tune did you just play, young man? I've never heard it before!"

  "Let's go for a walk!" Xiao Yun said with a smile.

  "Does the young man play?" The old boatman stroked his beard, seemingly savoring the memory, and pulled out a yellow cloth from his pocket, handing it to Xiao Yun. "This was left to me by a guest in the past. As a humble boatman, I couldn't understand music scores. Since you're knowledgeable about melody, young sir, I'll pass it on to you!"

  "How is this possible?" Xiao Yun was stunned and didn't reach out to take it.

  The old man laughed and said, "How can I not? Just now I listened to your heavenly music, and I benefited greatly from it. Taking this thing is just a waste of heaven's gift!"

  Xiao Yun reluctantly accepted it and looked up at Lao Tzu, "Old man, I still don't know your name!"

  The bamboo pole was pushed to the shore, and the boat drifted into the river. The old man stood at the bow of the boat, facing Xiao Yun on the shore, shouting, "Old man, my surname is Zhuge, little brother, have a smooth journey, I wish you can smoothly enter Boya Mountain!"

  "Zhuge? This surname is rarely seen! He's really a strange old man!" Looking at the small boat disappearing into the distance, Xiao Yun muttered to himself in puzzlement.

  He looked down at the yellow cloth in his hand, unfolded it and saw that it was a dense array of small characters. It turned out to be a set of musical scores called "Wò Lóng Yín", an ancient five-tone tune, reduced character score.

  Because of the hurry to rush on the road, Xiao Yun also didn't carefully consider it, and stuffed the yellow cloth into her bag, carried the Tongmuqin, turned around and headed in the direction of Boya Mountain.

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  "I didn't think it would be so easy for Le Tong to succeed. This time going to Baiya Mountain, I should be able to get selected by the Tianyin Sect, right?"

  In the morning, without eating, Xiao Yun was originally very weak, but at this moment he was in high spirits. After becoming a music child, his body had been tempered by the strong atmosphere, and compared to before, it was unknown how many times stronger. He swung his fist, probably weighing one or two hundred kilograms!

  In general, on the Tianle Continent, ordinary people must have all five notes to be taught by a master and become a music child. Like Xiao Yun, those who can complete their own enlightenment are extremely rare throughout the continent.

  After becoming a Music Child, one can use the power of music to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth and convert it into Haqi to temper the body. When reaching the realm of Music Worker, one can rely on the eighteen musical instruments to release the Haqi, transform it into sound waves, and control the enemy.

  The pinnacle of music is the musician, and even without using musical instruments, one can reach the state of heroic spirit and majestic demeanor. One can ride on the void and soar through the nine heavens. When one reaches the true realm of unity between heart and instrument, one can refine the treasure of music, and with its mighty power, shatter mountains and shake the earth.

  Who would have thought that music could be used for cultivation? This world is truly too unbelievable, feeling the surging power all over his body, Xiao Yun's heart was filled with joy, and his feet were even more swift and agile.

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  Boya Mountain

  Located in the northeast of Yunzhou, bordering Huangzhou, the mountain range stretches for dozens of miles, like a long dragon lying on the ground. The Qing River winds its way through, with water complementing the mountain scenery and mountains complementing the beauty of the water. White mist swirls around the mountains like a floating ribbon, and from time to time, clear bird calls can be heard from the top of the mountain, making it obvious that this is a blessed land.

  It is said that thousands of years ago, there was a qin master named Bo Ya who played the qin in these mountains. A woodcutter happened to be passing by and stopped to listen. Unexpectedly, the woodcutter was able to understand the emotions expressed in the music: when the sound was majestic, his spirit soared with the high mountains; when the sound was flowing, his spirit flowed with the rivers.

  From then on, Boya regarded the woodcutter as a kindred spirit. Afterwards, this master named Boya left behind a Taoist lineage on this mountain, and the Tianyin Sect was established from this. The mountain also changed its name to Boya Mountain.

  Xiao Yun carried his zither up the mountain, where he met many men and women walking down with dejected faces. Needless to say, they were definitely not selected.

  On the halfway up the mountain, there was a small flat area. Behind a square table, a middle-aged man in green clothes was examining the roots of the men and women who came to sign up. Judging from his attire, he should be a disciple of the Tianyin Sect.

  Xiao Yun arrived here when the ground was empty, with only three people lined up in front. First was a weak scholar who seemed to have caught a cold, coughing while awkwardly smiling at the man in green clothes behind the square table.

  "What's your name?"

  "Liunan Island!"

  "Put it on!" The man in green clothes said directly.

  On the table was a round plate, in the center of which was a transparent crystal ball, surrounded by five small pillars on which were engraved many strange and mysterious inscriptions. From past experiences, Xiao Yun knew that this thing was used to detect one's innate talent.

  The young scholar looked embarrassed for a moment, then immediately placed his hand on the crystal ball.

  "Hum!"

  The disc trembled slightly, and three of the five small pillars surrounding the sphere emitted a faint red glow.

  "The five notes are incomplete, next one!" The man in green clothes didn't even lift his head and directly sentenced the scholar.

  That bookish man stood still for a long time, then turned around with a disappointed face, coughing and slowly walking down the mountain road. Xiao Yun looked at him and couldn't help but feel emotional, at this moment, he deeply understood Xiao Shan's repeated frustrations.

  "My name is Huang Tianba!"

  The second was a young man with a rough appearance, his face covered in stubble, looking like a butcher. Without waiting for the man in green to say anything else, he reported his name and directly placed his hand on the crystal ball.

  "Hum!"

  Among the five cylindrical objects, only one lit up and burst forth with dazzling yellow light.

  "Huh?"

  The man in blue clothes flashed a look of surprise in his eyes, and then shook his head again, saying with some regret, "Five tones are not complete, one tone is outstanding. Unfortunately, our Tianyin Sect doesn't have a suitable exercise for you. You can try other sects. Next!"

  That whisker-faced man was quite temperamental, humming a sound and directly turning to leave. Xiao Yun watched as the whisker-faced man left, and Le Xiu's root bone was divided into red, green, orange, and yellow. The better the root bone, the better the comprehension in cultivation. That whisker-faced man could actually make the Five Sounds Wheel Plate shine with a yellow light, this root bone is not ordinary at all, it can be considered top-notch. Although the five sounds are incomplete, it cannot cover up his uniqueness, if he can meet a suitable cultivator, he may still have some achievements.

  The classification of music is diverse, according to the level, it can be divided into folk songs, heart songs, lingering songs, heavenly songs, immortal songs, and divine songs. According to functional categories, it can also be divided into battle songs, refining songs, array songs, medical songs, miscellaneous songs, etc.

  The so-called refining melody is like the heart method of martial arts, the higher the level of refining melody, the stronger the resonance with the heaven and earth's original power, and the more pure the transformed aura will be. However, high-level scores are generally controlled by some big sects and powers, and few are circulated outside. If a music cultivator wants to obtain a powerful refining melody, they can only worship a famous master.

  As for that web-footed man, Wu Yin only has one tone, with an excellent palace attribute root bone. Although he can't cultivate complex musical scores like Guqin or Sheng, when it comes to cultivating Zhong and drumming, it's twice the result with half the effort.

  The man in the green shirt glanced at the back of the man with the messy hair, and it was clear that he was still regretful. After all, such a high-quality physique is really rare.

  "What's your name?"

  After sighing, the man in green clothes looked up again at the young man standing in front of Xiao Yun.

  "Xiao Ming! From Liucheng, Dongyuan County!"

  That young man had a slightly dark complexion, but he was quite handsome. He wore a white long shirt and had an air of arrogance about him. At first glance, it was clear that he came from a wealthy family. Compared to Xiao Yun, who hadn't bathed in days and had a dirty face and dusty clothes, he looked much more presentable.

  The man in blue didn't say much and directly pointed at the sphere, gesturing to Xiao Ming, who slowly put his hand on it.

  "Hmm..."

  The light burst forth, and all five small pillars lit up. Four were orange, one was yellow. Seeing this scene, not only the man in green clothes but also Xiao Yun were shocked.

  "Ha, the five tones are all gathered, four goods and one excellent!" The man in green clothes praised and immediately stood up, his eyes burning with excitement as he looked at the young man, "You're Xiao Ming, right?"

  Xiao Ming nodded, it was clear that he was also very excited.

  The man in the green robe looked up and down at Xiao Ming, nodding repeatedly. "Good, from today on, you are a disciple of Tianyin Sect. I'll take you to the mountain later and have you choose a master."

  "Thank you, senior. May I ask your name?" Xiao Ming said politely, with a slight smile on his face and a hint of courtesy.

  "My name is Huang Sihai, you can call me Shifu!" The man in green clothes was also smiling.

  "Thank you, Master Huang!" Xiao Ming bowed respectfully.

  There was still someone waiting, Huang Sihai withdrew his smile and let Xiao Ming wait for a moment, his eyes fell on Xiao Yun's body, "What's your name?"

  It's finally his turn, Xiao Yun felt a little excited, wondering if this body had changed its root bone due to his rebirth? After all, he was already a successful music prodigy, so this root bone shouldn't be bad, right?

  "Xiao Yun!"

  With excitement, Xiao Yun signed up with her own name, this feeling was just like the time she participated in a certain TV station's singer selection show's sea election scene a few years ago.

  Huang Sihai glanced at the five-tone wheel on the table, and Xiao Yun understood, immediately putting his right hand on it, tightly grasping the round ball in the center of the wheel.