Killing God Chapter 366: A bunch of Taoists
"I have never made a qin before. Everything is a theory. There is no qin made by me in this world."
"Cut, it must be some kind of boring oath, promise, etc. I can't figure it out, why do you all like to embarrass yourself?" After hearing this, Xiao Chen instantly analyzed and judged.
A man who has devoted his life to researching and making a violin has never built a violin. The reason he can guess with his toes is nothing more than oaths and promises. Maybe there is nothing wrong with keeping oaths and promises, but Oaths and promises that require giving up the most important things in your life, even if you don't know where they are, there must be something wrong.
There are so many things like this, Xiaochen doesn't understand it very much. As he said, the one who binds him is himself from the beginning to the end. This is an unsolved matter. , After the individual chooses, the price paid for the choice is nothing.
"Let's go first, boy, come with me, I have something for you to see." A bunch of Taoists told Zhang Quandao and Kuidong to leave, but left Xiao Chen behind.
When the two heard the words, Zhang Quandao didn't need to say, naturally only obeyed, did not dare to disobey at all, and Kui Dong didn't need to stay, the two exited a lock of fasting, and Xiao Chen followed a lock of doubts The Taoist entered the inner hall.
Xiaochen followed a bunch of Taoists into the inner hall and did not stop. They continued to cross the inner hall and came to the backyard. This is a very elegant small courtyard. Alright, a bunch of Taoists took Xiaochen into one of the rooms on the campus.
Xiaochen is always the one who surprises others, but this time he was stunned first. This room is like a warehouse. The warehouse is not filled with groceries. There are various degrees of completion.
Some only made the body of the qin, and some did not even handle Yueshan, bowed head, wild goose feet, crown horn, etc., and all the qins had no strings.
At first glance, there are thousands of unfinished guqin, and none of them are made of ordinary wood. Many of them are made of rare materials. There are so many guqins. mental strength.
"You did all of this?" Xiao Chen couldn't help asking.
"Yes, all the zithers are my own hands, and I made them with the most heart." A Taoist randomly picked up an unfinished guqin and rubbed it in his hands.
"Why didn't you finish it?" Xiao Chen then asked.
"As you said, people in the world like to embarrass themselves, and that's why I'm embarrassing me. As I said, I don't build even a violin for myself, so although these are my own hands, they don't count. A complete bed of qin doesn't count as my own broken promises." The Taoist put down the guqin in his hand and picked up another bed. It is not difficult to see that he has a lot of affection for these things.
"But don't be in a hurry and disdain, I tell you young people, there will always be a lot of helplessness in people's life. It's not what we think, it's not that we can't change it, it's the situation, you know, you are disdainful of the outside world's evaluation of you , but your posture in the world is what everyone evaluates, you and I are a drop of water in a long river, who can watch who from the shore?" A bunch of Taoist put down the guqin in his hand, his hands behind his back, his tone was a little heavy.
"I don't understand, and I don't want to understand your world. I have my world and my rules. As long as I don't want to, no one can make me change." All the jokes were put away, it was hard to imagine that Xiao Chen still had such a side.
"This topic ends here, do you know why I am so devoted to making a violin?" A bunch of Taoists interrupted the direction of their Taoist hearts.
"Making a piano to make money?" Xiao Chen blurted out without thinking.
"I thought I could say something serious, but I didn't expect you to be beaten." A bunch of Taoists said this, but they didn't seem to be in high spirits, so they didn't beat Xiaochen.
"Because before I went to Kuilong Mountain, I was also a qin cultivator." What the Taoist said was not too outlandish to ordinary people. Even practitioners or monks gave up their current practice in the middle. If there is a better way out, even if there are many people who are resolute, many choose to compromise with reality.
"I don't want to talk about the past. In short, I swear in front of others that I will never make a violin for myself, but I have not met anyone who is worthy of me making a violin." When a Taoist said this The pride is full of pride, and there is a kind of grand spirit that the world will give up on me.
"Help me build a bed, a top-quality qin should be considered a top-quality spiritual tool." Xiao Chen smiled, instead of asking why, he directly asked.
"You, why?" A bunch of Taoists looked at Xiao Chen with aggressive eyes.
Facing the gazes of a bunch of Taoists, Xiao Chen did not evade or challenge, but just smiled indifferently, "I am less than half a hundred this year, and my cultivation level is comparable to the mid-term and late-stage, and even the perfect body. Invincible under the spirit of magic."
"You are talented and intelligent, this is a gift from God, what kind of ability is it." A bunch of Taoists were unmoved and sneered.
"Then I want to say that Jingyouqin's heart is close to Dacheng?" Xiaochen was not annoyed, and continued to speak calmly.
"Jingyou Qin Xin is the preliminary proof of Qin Xiu's entrance into the hall, what is there to be close to Dacheng... what?" A Taoist man said without changing his face, but when he said the second half of the sentence, he suddenly felt like his hair was fried.
"Actually, it's not too long ago." Xiao Chen smiled embarrassedly.
"Being less than half a hundred years old, Jingyou Qin's heart has long since matured. Boy, if you dare to play with me, I must kill you alive." The Taoist group was a little excited when he spoke, obviously he was very excited about this kind of news. Shock.
He used to be a good qin repairer, so he naturally knew the difficulties in Jingyou Qin's heart. If what Xiao Chen said was true, then he really was a transcendent genius among piano repairers, an unprecedented genius.
"Could it still be fake?" Xiao Chen held his hands, looking like you were going to check.
As Xiaochen said, this kind of realm is not something that can be faked. It is very simple to test. You only need to play a song next time, and a bunch of Taoists will naturally be able to distinguish between superiors and inferiors. It's just that I can touch the threshold of Jingyou Qinxin, but it is enough to distinguish.
"Whether it's fake or not, you can only know if you try it." The Taoist put away his jokes and replaced it with a serious look.
Seeing a bunch of Taoists in such a posture, Xiaochen also straightened his face. The four words Jingyou Qinxin, even a monk who is not a Qinxiu would have heard of it. It's irrelevant, but it's even more important than cultivation.
Many Qin Xiu never had the fate to comprehend this true meaning in their entire life, and this young man, who was mysterious in his eyes, seemed to be more mysterious than he imagined. You can tell by looking at the attitude of a bunch of Taoists before and after.
A bunch of Taoists took out a guqin out of thin air from a cabinet, and he carefully handed it to Xiao Chen, "This is something that this old man has collected. I'll lend it to you."
Xiaochen took the guqin, and when he held it in his hand, he could feel that this guqin was much better than the broken jade that Ling Ziling gave him. To be big, of course, the sloppy Taoist told him the reason for this feeling.
Close his eyes and concentrate, Xiaochen sat down with his legs crossed on the spot, the guqin was quietly placed on his legs, he raised one hand, then raised the other, and both hands gently pressed together On the strings, the strings were plucked in sequence, and a series of light beeps were issued.
A very ordinary tune is gradually formed under Xiaochen's beating fingers. Each note seems to be alive, and it seems to have created a body that dances in the air. Fingers as white as jade, touching movements, a strand of Taoist One of the children stood blankly, already a little sluggish.
He has been in the city all the year round, and he has been in touch with the music of the silk and bamboo orchestra since he was a child, but he asked himself that he had never heard such a moving melody anywhere else, and when these piano sounds entered his ears, he felt a kind of long-lost The peace of mind is that he has just set foot in the cultivation world, and he is only asking about cultivation, and his mind is not confused by external things.
There is also a person who seems to be a craftsman. Even if he does not understand the way of rhythm, but as a high-level monk, he feels more than a child, and can hear more things. In this simple song , mixed with a rhythm that he can't tell, it is this rhythm that makes the originally dull song completely come to life, like the spring breeze caressing the face, like being in the deep mountains and forests, like sinking stones into the abyss.
Everyone present was immersed in the qin music played by Xiao Chen, except for a bunch of Taoists. He used to be a qin repairer, but he gave up later. , he naturally won't hear it, only more.
Because he understands it better, he understands it better than anyone else present. This is the authentic Jingyouqin heart, and it is not just barely enough to reach this realm, but as Xiaochen said, it has already been accomplished.
With this Qin Xin, there is not necessarily a qualitative leap in combat effectiveness against the enemy, but for Qin Xiu, the meaning of "Qin Xin" is definitely not in fighting, but in the future.
Unlike ordinary cultivators, once a qin cultivator steps into the realm of the primordial spirit, it will be very different. If he can't reach the quiet and serene qin heart, he will basically never have the chance to enter the advanced realm in his entire life.
Simply put, only those with a quiet heart can see the path after the primordial spirit, and those who can see are qualified to go. The way, I don't even have the qualifications to walk on it.
"Haha, it's been three hundred years, Luo Ke, the old man's oath, until today." After the last violin sound fell, a line of clear tears flowed from the left eye of the Taoist, but he himself laughed out loud. (To be continued.)