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Chapter 83 Flute and guqin, nosy

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    Looking for bamboo, drilling holes After a series of operations, the hole film is the best solution. You only need to tear off the film on the bamboo wall inside the big bamboo joint.

    Of course, there is no need for Wu Chu to do things like drilling holes in bamboo, Xiao Yueling happily helped him complete it.

    The most troublesome thing is drilling holes. Bamboo is not like copper pipes. Copper pipes are made of the same material. However, the material of each bamboo is different, and the distance between holes cannot be generalized.

    So this requires constant trying.

    I don¡¯t know how many times I tried and how many pieces of bamboo were scrapped. When night fell, Wu Chu finally got a satisfactory bamboo flute. It was green in color and as smooth as jade. The most important thing was that the sound quality was very clear, crisp and loud.

    Master Tiandao gave Wu Chu another ray of merit when he stumbledly played half of the "Shepherd's Song" on this flute.

    But the merit is not much, it just makes three merit patterns appear on the flute.  Compared with the merits he lost, this amount of merit can only be described as a drop in the bucket.

    And this also made Wu Chu somewhat doubt whether the great master Fuxi had not invented the five-stringed qin yet.  After all, they are all musical instruments. It is impossible for every instrument to have merit, right?

    In order to prove this idea, Wu Chu used two pieces of bamboo to make an Allegro, and turned into a storyteller on the spot, "Langligelang, ranggligelang Today I will tell you a story about the general trend of the world.  If we separate for a long time, we will unite; if we unite for a long time, we will separate"

    Xiao Yueling looked confused, while Yibao hugged his belly and laughed.

    The result is that no merit comes at all.

    This makes Wu Chu wonder, is it because he made this Allegro with little technical content, and Master Tiandao felt that he was perfunctory and refused to respond?

    How about finding time to make a guitar?  But think about it, the guitar does seem to be quite inconsistent in this primitive world.  Let¡¯s just make guqin directly!  Wouldn¡¯t this help you know if you have the wool of the Great God Fu Xi?

    "But compared to flutes, the manufacturing of guqin is obviously countless times more troublesome.

    The selection of materials for the body and strings is the most troublesome thing.

    If you were on Earth, you could buy piano strings directly, but in this world, Wu Chu couldn't think of a better way to make piano strings.

    "It would be great if we could find silkworms," ??Wu Chu thought. In this way, not only would the string issue be solved, but the silk and satin would also be available.

    And the silkworms in this mythical world are also innate things!  Will the robe made from the spitted silk become a spiritual treasure of merit?

    Wu Chu could not help but fall into reverie, and it was not until Xiao Yueling asked him to have dinner that he came back to his senses.

    When practicing at night, Wu Chu discovered that after connecting his mind with the sacred tree, he gained much more than he imagined.

    Before he could make any move, the spiritual energy from the surrounding world rushed toward him like a tide. In the blink of an eye, his body was wrapped in a cocoon of spiritual energy.

    That night, he found that his cultivation speed was at least ten times faster than before, and he finally didn't have the same dream as before. He didn't know if it was because of this sacred tree.

    As the night passed, his middle Dantian was filled with colorful mist.  Then the colorful objects moved towards the surrounding acupoints and began to occupy the checkpoints on the intestinal path.

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    Time flows by quietly like this.

    From the hot summer when the lotus flowers are fragrant to the harvest season when the mountains are golden, Wu Chu's life is still monotonous, but it is not boring. He has gradually become accustomed to this kind of life.

    Habits are indeed terrible things.  He never even thought about taking a look at the vast world outside. He just stayed in the Purple Jade Mountain and spent his days leisurely.

    The two seniors sitting cross-legged on the boat were still in a state of enlightenment, and Wu Chu didn't know how long they would stay in this state.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? For these prehistoric immortals, it is the basic practice to stay in seclusion and realize the Tao. Hundreds, thousands, or even tens of thousands of years can pass by in the blink of an eye.

    Wu Chu even thought that it would be best if they could continue to retreat here until the dragon of the dragon clan came with his troops.

    When the time comes, they won¡¯t just sit back and watch!  No matter what happens, you can always run away with them, right?

    Of course, this idea is a bit too ideal, and he cannot put his hope in this illusory possibility. He still has to continue to study his wandering plan.

    As for the banjo, in the past two months, he has tried countless kinds of wood, and finally he used it after searching for it.A piece of purple jade sacred wood is used as the body of the instrument.

    "A month or two in prehistoric times is a few decades in earth time.  After decades of immersion and polishing, Wu Chu feels that his piano-making skills are already very advanced.

    After trying to make countless pianos, purple jade sacred tree heart was the best material he could choose for the body.

    As for the strings, he also tried many types. At first, he used hemp silk to twist into twine. Later, he asked Xiao Yueling to find some metal minerals and asked her to use her magic power to extract the metals from these metal minerals and draw them into silk threads.

    In the end, I even tried spider silk, wrapping hemp silk around the spider silk and twisting it into a thread, and adding spider silk to the metal thread, etc., but the results were not satisfactory.

    In the end, Xiao Yueling pulled out some hair and used her hair to make piano strings.

    Wu Chu was quite satisfied with the five-stringed qin that was finally made.  The sound is much better than the guqins made by the masters in the videos.

    Of course, the reason is mostly due to material issues.  He had to admit this, after all, there were no spiritual materials to choose from on earth.

    However, after the five-stringed qin was made, it did not gain any merit.

    It can be seen from this that Master Fuxi is already a master of music.

    ¡°But this also confirms Wu Chu¡¯s original idea from the side. Inventing and manufacturing other types of musical instruments can still get some merit rewards, although not much.

    As for that Allegro

    Wu Chu admitted that this was indeed a bit too hasty!

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    While Wu Chu and Xiao Yueling were happily storing food for the winter, the two seniors on the boat finally woke up from their state of enlightenment.

    To them, the time spent in seclusion is no different than blinking an eye.

    Wu Chu, who was washing lotus roots by the lake, saw them waking up and said, "Did I wake you two fellow Taoists? That is really a sin!"

    Hongyun turned his head and looked around, smiled and stood up, "My fellow Taoist, I am serious. We have not been able to gain anything, so we will naturally wake up."

    "Nothing gained? That's a pity!" Wu Chu responded casually.

    Hongyun chuckled, "It can't be said that there is no gain at all! The theory of 'all bodies are unified' that Taoist friend mentioned at the beginning has inspired us to some extent. It's just that our cultivation level is still too low.  Stepping into Daluo, it is difficult to lock in the long river of time in nothingness, let alone travel in the long river of time, travel through the past and present, and reunite all bodies."

    Wu Chu thought to himself: From this point of view, this world may be what some Honghuangliu readers call a low-end version of Honghuang!

    But for him, it doesn¡¯t matter whether he is a low-profile or a high-profile, the key is to live longer.

    "By the way, what are you doing?" Hongyun asked.

    "Oh! I'm harvesting lotus roots! This stuff can be used directly to stew soup, or stir-fry, or grind it into powder to make lotus root starch It has many uses."

    Hongyun couldn't help laughing when he heard this, "You are really very knowledgeable about eating."

    Wu Chu couldn't help but smile bitterly, "For me, I shouldn't practice too frequently. I'm not like my two fellow Taoists, who can sit still for so long just to learn something."

    Hongyun remembered the question Wu Chu had said before, touched her chin and said, "If you don't mind being a Taoist, would you mind letting me see how you practice?"

    Hearing this, Zhen Yuanzi wanted to touch his forehead, but Hongyun's nosy temper broke out again.  But Wu Chu looked happy, "No problem!"

    He just likes Hongyun¡¯s nosy and straightforward temperament, what a true temperament!

    Immediately, Wu Chu invited the two of them to go up to the top of the tree.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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