Chapter 7: Innate Divine Skill!

  "Senior, what are you talking about?" Xiao Yun heard this and was somewhat perplexed.

  "It seems you really don't understand anything!" Looking at Xiao Yun's bewildered expression, Mu Tian'en shook his head. "The Le Tong realm is the foundation of music cultivation. Those who are enlightened by others' power are postnatal Le Tong, while those who enlighten themselves are prenatal Le Tong. The cultivation of postnatal Le Tong will be influenced by predecessors, and in terms of potential, prenatal Le Tong is much stronger than postnatal Le Tong. Music is divided into secular tunes, heart tunes, lingering tunes, heavenly music, immortal tunes, divine tunes, and ancient relics. When a new tune appears, it can bring down heavenly blessings. A prenatal Le Tong who has achieved this is extremely rare in the mainland, and those who can be enlightened by heavenly music are even more scarce. Because creating heavenly music is almost the limit of a mortal's abilities, I really doubt they would let a prenatal Le Tong do menial chores for me?"

  It turns out that I still know too little, Tian Le Tong, sounds pretty good! Xiao Yun's mouth was slightly open, and it took a while for him to wake up from Mu Tian'en's words. "Senior, if you didn't say so, I really wouldn't have known about these doors. However, as a junior, my innate talent is dull, and after being tested by the Five Sounds Wheel of your esteemed sect, my roots are extremely poor, with no five sounds at all, so..."

  "Are all five tones absent?"

  Mu Tian'en was shocked, Xian Tianle Tong, unexpectedly all five tones were absent. Looking at Xiao Yun, Mu Tian'en felt a little unbelievable, "Is what you said true?"

  Xiao Yun nodded, "I had tested it in other sects before, and I was originally five tones short of one, Gong Shang Jue Yu Cha Pin Gen Gu, but after detecting it again at Boya Mountain, it became five tones without any, I don't know what's going on!"

  "What a pity! What a pity!"

  Mu Tian'en let out a soft sigh, his eyes scanning Xiao Yun's face before suddenly feeling a pang of sympathy for the young man. In his memory, he had encountered people with abnormal root bones before, but this child was different - a natural music prodigy who would be frantically sought after by all major sects, yet he was completely tone deaf, his root bones so poor they couldn't even be described as inferior. This meant that for the rest of his life, Xiao Yun would never be able to progress beyond the Musician realm.

  Now, Mu Tian'en somewhat understands why Xiao Yun was allowed to serve him as a miscellaneous servant. Perhaps Xiao Yun can be considered the most tragic innate music child under the sky, a music child who can never break through to a higher realm, even if he is a one-in-a-million innate music child, he is just a mediocre musician.

  "Senior, what a pity?" asked Xiao Yun.

  Moy Tianen shook his head, his originally cold expression now tinged with a hint of faint sympathy. "Legend has it that the Pre-Heavenly Musician will receive divine skills bestowed by heaven and earth. Even if their innate talent is lacking, they can't be compared to the Post-Heavenly Musician. Unfortunately, you don't even have any innate talent!"

  "A divine skill bestowed by heaven and earth?"

  Xiao Yun was taken aback, thinking of the strange change in his Lingtai just now. Could it be that the ability to "hear music and recognize scores" was the so-called divine skill bestowed by heaven and earth? It is known that in this world, ordinary people are fundamentally unable to write out a score simply by listening to a song. To learn a score, one must either obtain the score itself or receive hand-to-hand instruction from someone who knows the score.

  "You can only stop at the Musician Realm for the rest of your life!" Mu Tian'en's face was filled with regret, a congenitally tone-deaf Musician, completely worthless.

  "Will you stay in the Paradise of Childhood forever?"

  This sentence kept echoing in Xiao Yun's mind, was it really like that? He couldn't accept this fact, but his intuition told him that the situation with himself should not be what Mu Tian'en said. The Wuyin Array Plate could not detect his roots because he practiced the Seven Sounds Path, and he had already taken a completely different path of cultivation from his predecessors.

  Mù Tiān'ēn opened his mouth, wanting to say something more, but after thinking for a moment, he closed it again. Without any foundation or roots, the only way to cultivate was by borrowing merit and virtue. However, this path was almost impossible to take, unless Xiāo Yún could compose a large quantity of heavenly music, even celestial or immortal songs. It was already a coincidence that he could compose one such piece; Mù Tiān'ēn had never heard of anyone being able to mass-produce them, and the innate talent required for this couldn't be described as "defying the heavens".

  "What smell?" Tian En suddenly wrinkled his nose.

  Xiao Yun heard the words and also smelled a faint scent of smoke wafting through the air.

  "Oh no, I'm poisoned!"

  Xiao Yun was shocked and lost his color, only then did he remember that the big tripod in the medicine room was still refining medicine, no one was in charge of the fire, and the medicine must have been burnt to a crisp. He hurriedly ran towards the house.

  ——

  "I'm going to kill you!"

  Looking at the pile of black things in front of him, Mu Tianen's face twitched and twitched, and it took a long time for him to scold Xiao Yun Dashi.

  "Elder brother, calm your anger!"

  Xiao Yun knew he had made a big mistake, so he quickly smiled and said, "It's just one pot of medicine, isn't it? It can be re-refined, I was just entranced by Senior's music and couldn't help myself for a moment."

  "It's easy for you to say." Mu Tianen said with a scowl, his face cold as frost. "You're not allowed to eat dinner tonight, and tomorrow morning, go to the back mountain and chop 200 catties of firewood. If you can't finish it, then don't even think about eating lunch tomorrow."

  "Ah, yes!"

  You were fine just a moment ago, why are you pretending not to recognize me now? This old man's temper is too weird. At this moment, Xiao Yun finally understood why Meng Xiaobao brought himself here and said those words earlier.

  ——

  Back mountain.

  "This forest is so dense, surely there aren't any ferocious beasts?"

  Looking around at the dense forest, Xiao Yun wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, recalling the warning Mu Tian'en had given him that morning, and couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive.

  Mù Tiān ēn told him to go out and gather some firewood, telling him not to wander off too far, being careful of fierce beasts lurking about. However, after last night's light rain, Xiāo Yún searched for dry firewood along the way, unknowingly walking a considerable distance without realizing it.

  Xiao Yun stopped in her tracks as she walked through a grove of pagoda trees on the mountain ridge, gazing at the scene before her with an involuntary smile spreading across her face.

  A lake, about 40 to 50 meters wide, with clear water reflecting the blue sky above. A gentle breeze stirs up ripples on the surface, making it seem as if countless treasures are sparkling on the lake's face. Several large rocks stand upright in the lake, resembling miniature hills and mountains. The small lake is surrounded by a dense forest of locust trees.

  The air is exceptionally fresh and clean, who would have thought that behind Boya Mountain there was such a beautiful place, Xiao Yun's heart was filled with joy.

  After resting by the lake, Xiao Yun suddenly plunged into the pagoda tree forest, wielding a hatchet to chop trees and gather firewood. Compared to other types of wood, pagoda trees are more resistant to burning, have a longer-lasting flame, and produce higher temperatures. Chopping down pagoda trees for firewood is clearly a more economical choice. Mo Tian'en told himself to bring back at least 200 catties of firewood, naturally wanting to make it last as long as possible so he wouldn't have to keep running back and forth.

  After breaking through the Musician, Xiao Yun's body and physical strength had increased significantly, no longer as weak as before. In less than an hour, 200 kilograms of firewood were already cut, tied with rope, and weighed, a bit heavy, but still within his ability range.

  His whole body was tired and sweaty, and he hadn't taken a bath in the past few days. Seeing that it was still early, Xiao Yun threw the bundle of firewood into the forest and headed straight to the lake. The water was so clear, not using it to take a bath would be a waste.

  Take off the dirty clothes on your body, wear a pair of shorts, Xiao Yun stepped into the water and went down to the lake. The lake is not deep, the deepest is only up to Xiao Yun's waist and chest. At this time, it's really hot weather, the cool lake water quickly drove away the fatigue on his body.

  "This is a great place, I'll have to come here more often."

  After washing himself clean from head to toe and also casually washing his clothes, Xiao Yun felt that he was somewhat in love with this place.

  The washed clothes were hung on a large stone in the middle of the lake, and Xiao Yun lay behind the stone, lazily basking in the sun. This kind of comfortable life was really cozy.

  Suddenly, a rustling sound in the forest awakened Xiao Yun, as if footsteps were approaching the lake.

  "Are there wild animals?"

  Xiao Yun was startled and crouched behind a rock, looking in the direction of the sound. Faintly visible, two white shadows were swaying in the woods.

  They were humans, and what's more, two women. Xiao Yun lowered her head to take a look, only to realize she was wearing just a pair of shorts, which wasn't convenient for meeting people. She quickly gathered the clothes that had been drying on the rocks and hid behind them.