Chapter Ten: Will You Teach Us?

  There's no doubt that Xiao Yun's skills in music are far superior to hers, and if she can get Xiao Yun's guidance, she will be more confident at the Elite Conference half a month later.

  Xiao Yun shook his head and said, "I just came up the mountain yesterday, what master could I have?"

  "So you're still deceiving us, saying you're just a woodcutter's helper?" The purple-robed girl heard this and became somewhat displeased.

  Xiao Yun shrugged, "I didn't deceive you, I really came to chop firewood. My axe and the chopped firewood are all in that forest over there. If you don't believe me, you can follow me to take a look."

  The woman in green gave a glance to the girl in purple, then turned to Xiao Yun and asked, "Brother Xiao is indeed divine in his skills. With just a single leaf, he can perform a high mountain and flowing water melody to such an extent that it leaves us in awe."

  "You girls are overpraising me, this isn't anything special. Actually, your qualifications aren't bad either, if you're willing to put in the effort and learn, you can also achieve it."

  Xiao Yun shook his head, in his past life, he had dabbled in all kinds of musical instruments, and was proficient in many of them. Playing a tune with a leaf was not difficult for him at all. Even if you gave him a stiff chopstick to hold in his mouth, he could still blow out a Qinghai-Tibet Plateau folk song.

  "Will you teach us?"

  As soon as Xiao Yun spoke, the purple-clothed girl immediately climbed up the pole and asked excitedly, now she was completely different from the reckless girl before.

  "Sister, stop messing around!"

  The woman in green scolded her, seemingly afraid that the woman in purple had offended Xiao Yun, for many of them were secrets that were not to be revealed.

  The purple-robed girl stuck out her tongue and took a step closer to the green-robed woman, who smiled calmly at Xiao Yun. "Sister Luo spoke out of turn, Brother Xiao, please don't mind. My name is Lin Chuoyin, this is my junior sister Luo Qing, we are outer sect disciples of the Tianyin Sect!"

  "It turned out to be Lin Niang and Luo Niang!"

  Xiao Yun nodded, indeed, the person looked beautiful, and the name was also beautiful. His gaze fell on Lin Chu Yin's half-hidden face under her hair, and his mind involuntarily fantasized about what it would be like if her hair were to be lifted, wondering what a magnificent sight it would reveal.

  Lin Chunyin saw Xiao Yun looking at her, slightly embarrassed and coughed dryly, "Xiao Shixiong, just now I heard your 'High Mountain Flowing Water' melody, the skill is so profound, my younger sister and I are deeply impressed. We are only outer door disciples, without a famous teacher's guidance, this melody still has many places we don't understand, I wonder if Shixiong would be willing to point out one or two things for us."

  Lin Chunyin looked at Xiao Yun with a tentative tone, seemingly observing the changes in Xiao Yun's expression. Her heart was filled with apprehension and anticipation, unsure if Xiao Yun would agree or not. Meanwhile, Luo Qing on the side also gazed at Xiao Yun with hopeful eyes.

  Xiao Yun was taken aback, looked up at the sky, "It's almost noon, I have to hurry back with firewood, or I'll be punished. Two ladies, let's reschedule for another day?"

  The tone was apologetic, but when heard by Lin Chu Yin and the two women, it was somewhat disappointing.

  "Will Xiao Shixiong come here again tomorrow?" Lin Chuoyin asked with some lingering hope after a pause.

  Xiao Yun thought for a moment and said, "It depends on whether the firewood is burned out or not. If it doesn't come tomorrow, it will come the day after tomorrow!"

  "Be careful on your way, senior brother!" Lin Chunyin heard this and nodded slightly.

  Xiao Yun nodded, turned around and entered the forest, found his own firewood and axe, more than 200 kilograms of firewood on his back, although very heavy, but now he is already in the Le Tong realm, no longer the weak scholar before, with a slight movement of the majestic energy inside his body, this weight was not enough to overwhelm him.

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  "This guy is too petty, didn't he just say a couple of words to him? What's the big deal? If he doesn't want to teach us, just say so directly, why make up excuses!" Seeing Xiao Yun leave, Luo Qing started muttering in dissatisfaction again.

  Lin Chuoyin shook her head somewhat helplessly, her gaze falling on the place where Xiao Yun had disappeared. "The tune he just played should no longer be a simple melody."

  "Isn't it simplified? Or is it still not possible with traditional characters?"

  Lu Qing was slightly surprised, the "High Mountain and Flowing Water" melody passed down by Bo Ya's ancestors was a divine melody that they couldn't even begin to play with their current level of cultivation. So, like many other sects, in order to facilitate the practice of lower-level disciples, the original melody would be divided into two levels: refined score and simplified score, each level having three stages with different difficulties.

  Le Tong and Le Gong boundary, generally only the simplified score is cultivated, while the refined score is the musician and Le Zong boundary, or some talented elite disciples who have the qualifications to cultivate, as for the original score, because it is a divine melody, the requirements for the boundary are extremely high, generally only those who reach the Le Xian boundary can get it, however, the Tian Yin sect has not yet had the existence of the Le Xian boundary, the original score has always been kept by the gatekeeper, and there are very few people in the sect who can come into contact with it.

  For outer disciples like Lin Chunyin, after the seniors of their sect had enlightened them, they would be taught the first stage of the High Mountain Flowing Water Melody's simplified score. The detailed score was still a luxury for them at this point in time.

  "Looking at his age, he should be about the same as us. Maybe he's a senior from the Elite Academy." Lin Chuoyin said, with a hint of admiration in her eyes. At least, someone who has the qualifications to use the Spectra is absolutely not just a small miscellaneous character.

  Luo Qing heard this and also had a face full of admiration, but she chased up with some discontent, "What's so special about the Elite Academy? Can they look down on us just because of that? Sister, you'll definitely enter the Elite Academy sooner or later, and you won't be any worse than him."

  Lin Chuoyin couldn't help but laugh at the words, "It's not that they look down on us, it's you, from the very beginning, you haven't given them a good impression."

  "Where is he? Who let him hide there and peek at us!" Luo Qing heard this, her face finally showing a bit of embarrassment.

  Lin Chuyin sighed and looked towards the edge of the forest again, wondering if he would come here tomorrow.

  Soon, the pleasant sound of a guqin echoed by the lake again.

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  "How long does it take you to chop some firewood?"

  Xiao Yun was sweating profusely and hadn't even entered the courtyard when a faint voice came from inside, it was Mu Tian'en.

  Mu Tianen was drying medicinal herbs in the courtyard when Xiao Yun walked in, directly throwing the firewood on his shoulder to the ground, wiping away sweat and panting heavily towards Mu Tianen, "Isn't it just noon now? You asked me to chop 200 catties of firewood today, weigh it, exactly 200 catties, not a single one more or less."

  As she spoke, Xiao Yun sat down on the bamboo ladder in front of the house with a plop, using her hand as a fan to blow air onto her neck.

  Mu Tian'en turned around and looked at him, suddenly smiling, "It seems that 200 catties is still not your limit, next time it will be 400 catties."

  Xiao Yun heard this and had a silly expression on his face. "Senior, don't tease me anymore. I have something to ask you."

  "Huh?" Mu Tian'en was taken aback for a moment, brushed off the dust on his hand, turned to Xiao Yun and asked somewhat puzzled, "What's going on?"

  Xiao Yun wiped away his sweat and stood up, "I heard that half a month later, there's an elite conference on the mountain, is that true?"

  "What? You want to join in on the fun too?" Mu Tian'en raised his eyes and glanced at Xiao Yun.

  "I heard that the Elite Conference will select twelve people to enter the Elite Academy, if that's true, then I really want to give it a try." Xiao Yun said, his original purpose for coming up the mountain was to seek the Tao, but now he was stuck in this bamboo hut burning fire, which was not what he wanted.

  Mo Tian'en slowly walked to Xiao Yun's side and said, "Half a month later, there is indeed an Elite Conference, at that time all outer door disciples will have the opportunity to showcase their skills on stage. The twelve most outstanding individuals can enter the Elite Institute for cultivation. However, if you want to go, I advise you to give up!"

  "Why? Because of my roots?" Xiao Yun asked, and Mu Tian'en's words were laced with meaning. It seemed that he was saying that even if he entered the Elite Academy, it would be in vain, as without a good foundation, no matter how hard he cultivated, he could only reach the Musician Realm.

  However, Mu Tian'en gently shook his head.

  "Is there another reason?" Xiao Yun was taken aback.

  Mu Tian'en remained silent and didn't say much more.

  "Elder, please speak clearly." Xiao Yun was puzzled in his heart, and his intuition told him that Mu Tian'en had a hidden meaning in his words. However, apart from his own physical strength, he really couldn't think of why Mu Tian'en wouldn't let him go. Was it that this old man wasn't willing to part with him and wanted him to continue staying here to chop firewood and boil the cauldron?