Chapter 50: Shall We Compose Music?

  "Hmph, it seems that having connections really does get you everywhere! Xiao Yun heard this and couldn't help but give Qin Yu a disdainful look."

  Feeling the disdain in Xiao Yun's eyes, Qin Yu's face suddenly turned black, and he let out a light hum, turning his head away to huddle with Lu Jianfeng, whispering who-knows-what.

  Lin Chuoyin also naturally walked to Xiao Yun's side and greeted him.

  After a while, Elder Liu Yuanzhan of the Law Enforcement Hall and Elders Zhao Yuanling and Li Yuanfang of the Elite Hall walked out of the Zhiyin Hall.

  Everyone is here, let me say a few words! Liu Yuanchen glanced around the courtyard and said, "The Tianyin Sect has been established for thousands of years, spanning two dynasties. The opportunity to practice the Sacred Traces has only arisen eight times. This time, ten sects were selected from hundreds of large and small sects in Dashangguo. You can imagine how rare this opportunity is for our Tianyin Sect. It's fortunate that you've caught up with it, but at the same time, it's also unfortunate because the Sacred Traces are extremely dangerous. We don't know what will happen inside, and everything depends on yourselves. You may have to pay with your lives. Every time the Sacred Traces open, hundreds of disciples from various sects enter, but only half of them can come out safely. If you want to quit now, it's still possible. Is anyone willing to quit?

  Everyone's eyes swept around, but no one spoke up, apparently no one was willing to drop out.

  At this time, Zhao Yuanling walked up and said, "This trial may bring you rich rewards, but the rich rewards are also accompanied by extreme danger. The records left in the sect show that there are various maze arrays, killing arrays, and even space cracks that can swallow everything in the Holy Site. There are also many monsters present. Among the ten sects that have qualified to enter the Holy Site this time, six sects have stronger powers than our Tianyin Sect. Among them, there is the Mingyue Pavilion of Huangzhou Dapai and the Longcheng Music Pavilion, one of the eight major music pavilions of Xiagu. What you will face is not only competition from the other nine sects but also internal strife. However, I want to remind you that you are all disciples of Tianyin Sect, the elite among the elites. Unless absolutely necessary, you must stick together like a rope. When you go in, there are ten people; I hope when you come out, it will still be ten people. Do you understand?"

  "The disciples remembered the teachings of their master." The crowd of disciples shouted in unison.

  Zhao Yuanling's gaze swept over them, and she knew that although these disciples were now readily agreeing, once they actually entered the Sacred Mark, it would definitely be a different story. In order to contend for the treasures within the Sacred Mark, it was not impossible that fellow disciples would turn against each other. However, as for this, she could only stand by helplessly - even if she knew such things would happen, they were unable to stop them.

  Liu Yuanzhen looked at Li Yuanfang, who nodded and walked forward, taking out a string of pouches from his sleeve. "There are ten storage pouches here," he said to the crowd. "Each pouch has seven feet of space, which will be convenient for you to use in the Holy Realm. Additionally, each pouch contains two low-grade Qi Restoration Pills. If your Qi is depleted, you can use these pills to replenish it. Each person, take one."

  The disciples swarmed forward, each taking one. Those who had never used storage bags before were overjoyed and reluctant to let go. However, for people like Xu Wanjun and Lu Jianfeng, it was not that interesting. Two pills of Haoqi Dan might not even be comparable to the many their masters secretly gave them.

  "Well, if no one wants to back out, then let's not delay any further. We'll set off now!"

  What needed to be said had been said, and Liu Yuanchen didn't waste any more words. With a wave of his right hand, a green light flashed by, and immediately a wooden boat several zhang long appeared before everyone's eyes.

  Le Bao!

  Lebao is a treasure that can only be refined by a master of the Lezong realm, with unique power. In general, it can be used when reaching the Le Gong realm, but Lebao consumes a lot of Haoqi, which is terrifying. With the amount of Haoqi in the Le Gong realm, it's basically just a drop in the bucket. Only when you reach the Le Shi realm can you drive Lebao without much effort.

  Liu Yuanzhan's Lebao is called Yutianzhou, a flying Lebao, which was passed down from the Tianyin School. Due to his identity as the Grand Elder of the Jielü Temple, the sect leader Xie Tiangui specially bestowed it upon him.

  "Everyone go up!" Liu Yuanshan said to his disciples.

  Many disciples boarded the Yu Tianzhou one after another. This time, it was led by three musicians, Liu Yuanquan, Zhao Yuanling and Li Yuanfang, along with Xiao Yun and others. There were a total of thirteen people from the Tianyin Sect. The Yu Tianzhou was over three zhang long and more than one zhang wide. Even with over ten people standing on it, it still seemed very spacious.

  Liu Yuanshan finally boarded the boat, with only his toes lightly touching the ground, and then jumped onto the bow of the boat. With a movement of his heart, the Heavenly Boat slowly rose into the air, rushed into the clouds, carrying everyone, and flew straight to Huangzhou in the east.

  ——

  Vast clouds and sea, a small boat riding the wind and waves, what freedom!

  Under the sky boat, it was a vast and rolling cloud wave. The clear wind blew people's hearts and minds refreshing. Among the ten people, except for Xiao Yun, the rest were all in a joyful mood, but even the joyful mood couldn't make them fly in mid-air like this. This experience of flying high in the air, many people had never experienced it before, each one was inexplicably excited.

  Xiao Yun's past life was spent flying on planes, and the speed could be said to be even faster than this Imperial Sky Shuttle. However, it completely lacked the feeling of now, and could only be described with two words: excitement, soaring through the skies. This made him yearn for the Realm of Musicians even more.

  There is a small house on the boat, which can shelter from wind and rain, and can accommodate more than ten people. However, except for three elderly musicians, almost everyone else has walked out of the cabin, standing at the bow and stern, riding the wind and clouds, overlooking the vast white cloud sea, each one is very excited, this scene, cannot help but make people's heart feel all kinds of heroic emotions.

  "Everyone, shall we compose a piece?" Lu Jianfeng proposed, standing at the bow of the boat.

  Although he was talking to everyone, his eyes involuntarily glanced at Xu Wennuan.

  "Alright!"

  Qin Yu was the first to speak up, "Since it's Big Brother who proposed this, he must have a plan in mind?"

  "Lu Shixiong, you go first, I'll listen with a clean ear."

  Qin Yu spoke up, and someone else chimed in. Lu Jianfeng's mouth curled up slightly as he took out his own zither and sat down at the bow of the boat. "Then I'd be rude if I didn't join in?"

  His eyes glanced at Xu Wanjun again, the purpose of this move was undoubtedly to attract Xu Wanjun's attention. It has to be said that his proposal was very constructive and successfully attracted Xu Wanjun's gaze. A hint of a smile appeared on Xu Wanjun's face, and under such an atmosphere, she also had an urge to compose a poem.

  The melody is born from the heart, and the environment can evoke the mood. As long as the mood is reached, composing music will not be difficult. Under this current mood, it's possible to create a high-level piece of music.

  Xiao Yun and Lin Chuoyin, Meng Xiaobao also stood outside the cabin. Because Qin Yu and himself didn't get along, he didn't go up to join in the fun. On the contrary, Lin Chuoyin and Meng Xiaobao were eager to try.

  "My head is spinning!"

  I never got airsick before, but I didn't expect to get seasick. Xiao Yun patted his forehead and felt a bit uncomfortable, so he sat down on the ship, leaning against the side of the boat with his eyes closed.

  ——

  On the boat, a moment of silence, Lu Jianfeng's hands stroked the zither, closed his eyes and meditated for a moment, the corners of his mouth curved into an arc, and then he began to pluck the strings, the beautiful sound of the zither spread throughout the nine heavens.

  "Not bad, able to compose a song in an instant, Jian Feng's talent is indeed stronger than the three of us! Truly, the rear waves of the Yangtze River push forward the front waves!" In the cabin, Liu Yuanzhan said to Li Yuanfang and Zhao Yuanling, his gaze passing through the cabin and falling on the bow of the boat, with a hint of delight and admiration in his eyes.

  Zhao Yuanling smiled calmly, "Elder brother Yuan Zhen, you're being too modest. Think back to when we were young, Elder Brother Yuan Zhen was the most outstanding among our many fellow disciples. Composing a poem in an instant shouldn't be difficult for you."

  Liu Yuanzhen shook his head, "The way of music is not about speed, but about precision. Most songs that can be composed in a short time are rough and unrefined, and even if one can compose many more, what's the point?"