Qing Tianyou took the bamboo flute from Chen Changsheng's hand and couldn't put it down as if he had found a treasure.
He was a little at a loss for a moment, thinking about the rhyme played by Chen Changsheng, and tried it himself.
He didn't make any sound the first time, so he tried it again. The third time, he made a sound.
"Woo..."
"Pingyun!!" Qingtian You's eyes lit up and he said, "This is Pingyun!"
As he spoke, he pressed a few more holes and blew again.
"It's in good rhyme!"
"Rhyme up and down!"
"This is, no, no, this..."
Qingtian You was stunned for a moment. He heard that the sound didn't sound like the upper and lower rhymes, but it was very close.
Chen Changsheng said: "It's a change of tactics."
Qingtian You asked: "Are these the two extra sounds after the five sounds you said?"
Chen Changsheng nodded and said: "Yes, there is also Palace Transformation. You try to hold down the second hole, and then..."
Qingtianyou tried it according to Chen Changsheng's method, and the rhyme he played was somewhere between the two sounds of Gong and Shang.
"I understand, I understand!"
Qingtian You smiled and said: "Wonderful! It's really amazing! Hahahaha..."
His laughter subsided, and then he glanced at Chen Changsheng, and then he brought the bamboo flute to his mouth.
"Woo~"
A melodious melody came out from the bamboo flute, and it was connected and turned into a rhyme, which fell into the ears along with the breeze of the green mountain.
While he was playing, Qingtian You closed his eyes.
He was unable to extricate himself from the music he received from heaven and earth.
I have seen mountains and flowing water, heard the rain hitting the rocks, the bamboo forest rustling, and the mountains and rocks exploding. Everything is integrated into this music, as if all these natural phenomena are taken into my arms.
Chen Changsheng paused and looked up.
But I saw that the essence of the vegetation in the mountains and forests became active at this moment.
The essence has spirit and comes looking for the sound.
Flowers bloomed on the shore, butterfly feathers flew from the forest, a few birds chirped from the distance, and the stream seemed to be playing music with him.
Flowers, birds, fish and insects all jump for joy under this music.
The butterfly landed on Qing Tianyou's shoulder, and boldly landed on the end of the bamboo flute.
The essence and spiritual energy from miles away turned into wisps and gathered here, and everything in the world came to life.
Chen Changsheng came back to his senses. At this moment, his eyes changed when he looked at Qing Tianyou.
He took out the wine gourd and took a big sip, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
A bamboo flute enters the Tao with its rhyme, attracting all the spirits from heaven and earth to see the Tao.
Qing Tianyou opened his eyes and couldn't help but froze for a moment when he saw the scene around him. The sound of the bamboo flute also paused at this moment.
"This is……"
"Don't look back."
Chen Changsheng said: "Chen will protect you!"
Qingtian You suddenly came back to his senses. He adjusted for a moment, then closed his eyes and blew the bamboo flute.
The swimming fish in the stream are surrounded by long bamboos, butterfly feathers are lingering on both sides, and the birds in the mountain stream are circling overhead.
Mountains, water, fish, flowers, butterflies and birds are intertwined and complement each other without any clutter.
This picture was printed upside down in Chen Changsheng's eyes, like a scene in a dream, making people forget to leave.
The charm of nature lingers around the ears, connecting everything. At this moment, it seems that the sound of the bamboo flute has faded away, and the green sculpture wearing a green and black short robe sitting cross-legged on the stream is this scene. The main character in the picture.
"So happy..."
Chen Changsheng said with a smile. He stretched out his hand and saw a white butterfly landing on his fingertips.
"This is nature..."
Chen Changsheng looked at Qing Tianyou in front of him. This song alone gave him indescribable shock. The way of rhyme and music was carried out in nature. The way between heaven and earth was truly wonderful.
"Woo..."
With the last flute sound, it slowly fell.
The fish in the lake slowly dispersed, the butterflies surrounding the stream gradually disappeared, the birds returned to their respective places, and the flowers faded away...
Qing Tianyou put down the bamboo flute in his hand, and when he opened his eyes again, there were faint spiritual energy waves in his eyes, and the music was natural. With the help of the essence of the vegetation between heaven and earth, he entered the next realm.
Qingtian You was a little confused. Seeing everything dispersed, he took another look at himself.
"What's this?"
Qingtian You asked, he was surprised by Cai Cai's vision.
Chen Changsheng said: "There are three thousand avenues, each of which is different. There are martial arts cultivators who cut mountains and rivers with force, and there are sword cultivators who open the gates of heaven with one sword. Both force and sword are regarded as Dao. The same is true for the same sound and rhyme. The vision just happened because of your bamboo." The natural rhythm of the flute appears, and you have already stepped onto the road with half a foot."
"road……"
Qing Tianyou murmured, recalling the wonderful feeling just now, as if he had forgotten himself and merged into this piece of nature.
"Is this the Tao?"
Qing Tianyou lowered his head and glanced at the bamboo flute in his hand. He felt a little unbelievable. All this was too sudden.
As for Daoyi, he had never heard of it.
Qingtianyou came back to his senses and said, "I have entered the Seventh Realm."
Chen Changsheng nodded and said, "That's how it should be."
Qing Tianyou raised his hand, paused and said, "I heard that if you receive kindness from others in this world, you should give thanks."
Chen Changsheng shook his head and said: "There is no such thing as kindness. You and I met in this valley. You never cared that I was a visitor from the human world, and I never cared that you were not a human being. It was like meeting an old friend in Qingshan, and we had a very happy conversation."
After hearing this, Qingtianyou felt even more happy. He said hello three times and said, "I was wrong. Don't blame me. Don't blame me."
Chen Changsheng asked: "Does that song just now have a name?"
Qingtian You shook his head and said: "That part is what I got from listening to the rain and the wind all the time. I could play it with the help of a jade cup before, but I still feel that something is missing. I got this piece today..."
"This thing is a flute." Chen Changsheng said.
"What a good name. Is it what you call Bamboo among the Eight Winds?"
"good."
Qingtianyou held the bamboo flute and said: "After I got this thing, I played it again, and I had a different feeling. The missing things seemed to have been filled in. Then I realized that it was not the fault of the music, but the fault of the music used. The difference between devices.”
"I thought it was due to the lack of rhyme, so I never named it. Since the rhyme comes from nature..."
Qing Tianyou paused for a moment, looked at Chen Changsheng and said, "This rhyme was perfected because you and I met. I have never understood the naming thing, so why not just let you choose the name?"
"Did Chen come to pick it up..."
Chen Changsheng thought for a while and said: "There is a natural freedom in the rhyme of the music. When the rhyme begins, all living things in the valley will come and linger around you for a long time, just like a scroll in a dream."
"The rhyme is like a pen, the valley is like a scroll, it might as well be called..."
""Painting the Valley""
"how?"
After hearing this, Qingtian You murmured: "The rhyme is like a pen, and the valley is like a scroll. "Painting the Valley" should be like this! It should be like this!"
He laughed, then looked at the bamboo flute in his hand and said, "This flute..."
Chen Changsheng said: "I will give it to you."
