Chapter 116: The Way of Insect Music!

  No one could understand Xiao Yun's astonishment at this moment, a little girl suddenly turned into a piece of paper and ran to her own Lingtai Music House.

  Xiao Yun couldn't help but speculate about Lele's identity, Li Er left her in the Eight Trigrams Ruins, making her wait for someone with a predestined relationship, not only did she recognize five or six out of ten melodies on the continent, but also knew the "Birth of All Things" that he had just composed.

  Not only is it strange, but also wonderful. This time, I'm afraid I've really picked up a treasure. At this moment, Xiao Yun has an intuition that this little girl named Lele must have a simple origin, and even the music saint's book obtained by Hong Ke Xin can't be compared to her.

  "Could it be that this blank sheet of paper is the 'Gateway to All Marvels' that Elder Xian spoke of?" Xiao Yun couldn't help but feel a sense of reverie.

  Unfortunately, Lele refused to tell himself, otherwise he would have asked clearly. After thinking for a moment, Xiao Yun was just making wild guesses. As for what Lele's origins were, they would have to be slowly explored later on.

  Xiao Yun got up from the bed, rubbed her temples and sorted out her thoughts. She recalled the tune that Lele had given her, "Hanmei Yingsnow", which was a healing melody used by music doctors to treat injuries, a fifth-grade medical tune.

  The melody was not created by Xiao Yun, so it's difficult to practice. With his current state and being heavily injured, it's uncertain whether he can successfully practice the 5th rank melody.

  Lè Lè gave herself this song, the purpose is to hope that she can recover from her injuries as soon as possible. For now, she doesn't have any malicious intentions towards herself. Xiāo Yún slightly put his mind at ease, took out the fēng míng shān (a type of flute), walked out of the door, stood in the courtyard, raised his head to gaze at the vast night sky, closed his eyes and meditated for a moment, then went over the score of "Hán Méi Yìng Xuě" in his mind.

  Accompanied by Xiao Yun's playing, the melodious xiao sound flowed out like running water, cutting through the night sky and echoing in the surrounding mountains.

  There is a poem that says: With an air of proud loneliness, I face the cold years, and view the jade halls and thatched cottages as all the same. Do you know how to withstand the fierce winds? The sound of an iron flute, and people lean on the railing.

  There is a poem that says: The plum blossoms and snow compete in spring, but neither will yield. Writers exhaust their pens evaluating them. The plum blossoms must concede three points of whiteness to the snow, but the snow loses one point of fragrance to the plum blossoms.

  The melodious sound of the sheng, echoes in people's ears, and before one's eyes, a winter wonderland seems to appear. When the splendor has fallen, and the flowers have withered, amidst the biting cold wind, among the snowflakes, a white plum tree is in full bloom, its flowers clustering together, pure white, reflecting a holy light like the snow.

  The sound of the flute didn't travel far and soon dissipated, but the spiritual energy within a hundred meters around Xiao Yun began to fluctuate with the sound waves. It quickly gathered towards Xiao Yun, condensing into petal-like fragments that resembled snowflakes or plum blossoms, dancing around him in white. They landed on his body, slowly melting away and merging into his physique.

  The flowers have all fallen, and the zither's sound has ceased!

  Xiao Yun raised his head, closed his eyes, and had an extremely enjoyable expression. His whole body was cool and comfortable, and a strange energy traveled through the meridians to repair the injuries of the five internal organs.

  "It feels so comfortable!"

  After a while, Xiao Yun opened his eyes, and this medical melody was indeed wonderful. The feeling was like drinking a glass of ice water on a hot summer day, refreshing from head to toe, and the injuries on his body had been repaired a lot. The remaining power of the medical melody was still being absorbed by his body.

  Moy Tianen said, heaven has five elements and six energies, music has five sounds and six rhythms, human body has five organs and six viscera. Music doctor uses melody to cure wounds, uses melody to cure people, this is still his first personal experience, indeed it's incredibly wonderful.

  Looking far away, the lights in the mountains below are gradually sparse, and a few wolf howls come from the back mountain. Xiaoyun took a deep breath for a moment, then turned around and went back to the house. Xiaoyun can be sure that at this speed, with the help of this song, as long as she gives herself five or six days, her body will recover.

  ——

  Because of the warnings from Ye Lan and others, for the next two days, Xiao Yun did not go to the village, only recovering from his injuries in the wooden house, occasionally coming out to take a walk, but just around the house.

  With the help of the medical song "Hanmei Yingsnow" and Congxue Dan, Xiao Yun's injuries have recovered to a certain extent. On this evening, Xiao Yun was stretching his muscles outside the house when he saw Ye Lan and Xiaohu coming from the mountain road.

  Ye Lan's hand was holding a lunch box, while Xiao Hu was carrying two long poles and a thin bamboo pole with a white cloth bag on the end, which reminded Xiao Yun of the magical tool for catching fireflies when he was a child.

  "Xiao Lan, what's going on here?" asked Xiao Yun in puzzlement. It was almost dark, were these two still going to climb the mountain to catch fireflies or something?

  Xiao Hu smiled mischievously, "We'll bring you food later, and soon Alan's sister will follow me up the mountain to catch North Dipper insects!"

  "Beidou insect?"

  Xiao Yun was taken aback, what kind of insect is that? Is it a term used by locals to refer to knowledgeable people?

  Ye Lan put down her food box and said to Xiao Yun, "Xiao big brother, you look in good spirits. Why don't you come with us up the mountain later?"

  Xiao Yun heard this and was overjoyed, hastily nodding his head. He had been stuck on the mountain for two days, feeling suffocated, so he welcomed the chance to go up the mountain with them to get some fresh air.

  After a simple dinner, Xiao Yun followed Ye Lan and the two of them walked up the mountain along the rugged mountain road.

  It was midsummer, and the forest was filled with the sounds of cicadas singing. In order to find a mate before the arrival of autumn, the cicadas sang with their lives, taking turns in a familiar chorus that brought Xiaoyun back to memories of his idyllic childhood.

  Although there were many cicadas in the surrounding forest, Ye Lan and the others didn't notice them at all, and walked straight up the mountain. Only Xiao Hu caught a cicada with his hand and played with it. Xiao Yun was a bit puzzled, weren't they talking about the Northern Dipper insect being a cicada?

  With doubts, Xiao Yun followed Ye Lan and the two arrived at the mountain top, passing through a forest, a green slope appeared in front of the three.

  This is a meadow, very spacious, like a layer of green carpet on the ground, butterflies and dragonflies are dancing in the grass, the air is filled with the fragrance of grass, at this time the sky has not completely darkened, this rare scene is indeed precious.

  When they arrived at the grassland, Yelan and Xiaohu stopped moving forward and sat down directly on the sloping grassland.

  "Why don't we go?" Xiao Yun sat down beside Ye Lan, from here the view was very broad, and could even see the wooden house where he lived on the mountain and the Tongtian Inn at the foot of the mountain.

  "It's right here, where are you going?" Xiaohu laughed.

  Xiao Yun was even more puzzled, "Aren't you looking for the North Dipper insect? Here, apart from butterflies and dragonflies, there's only cicadas and grasshoppers left."

  Ye Lan said, "Xiao Gege, don't be anxious, the sky is still not dark yet. The North Dipper insect will only come out when it's dark, and now it's still early!"

  As she spoke, Ye Lan looked up at the sky, "Tonight's weather is so clear and there's a moon, definitely many northern dipper insects will come out."

  It's getting dark, and Xiao Yun is even more curious. "Alan, what exactly are these North Dipper insects you're talking about?"

  Ye Lan said, "The Northern Dipper insect is a small glowing bug that looks like a shooting star and is very beautiful."

  "Yes, yes! If a large group of fireflies fly out, it will be beautiful, just like the stars in the sky!" Little Tiger said excitedly.

  Glowing insects? Xiao Yun was taken aback, could it be fireflies?

  In Xiao Yun's memory, the only glowing insects were fireflies. "Why did you catch the North Dipper insect?"

  "What's this?" Little Tiger scratched his head and looked at Ye Lan.

  "What's wrong, can't say?" Xiao Yun asked in puzzlement.

  Ye Lan shook her head, "There's nothing that can't be said, Xiao Da Ge, do you know why we in Tong Tian Village live in this big mountain?"

  "This place is picturesque with clear mountains and rivers, the scenery is pleasant to people. If I were you, I would also like to live here!" Xiao Yun said, in my previous life, the environment was destroyed, such places are not easy to find.

  Yelan shook her head and said, "Because our clan's cultivation method is a bit unconventional, different from other cultivators on the mainland. There are things we need in Tongtian Mountain!"

  "Huh?"

  Xiao Yun listened and couldn't help but think of that day when she saw Ye Lan's strange cultivation method in the courtyard.

  Ye Lan glanced at Xiao Yun, "As everyone knows, all music cultivators on the Tian Le Continent can only rely on music to stimulate the spiritual energy of heaven and earth for cultivation. There is no other way besides this. However, our Tongtian Village had an ancestor named Ye Tian who was exceptionally talented but unable to enter the path of music cultivation due to his unusual roots. Our ancestor was a man with great ambitions, unwilling to give up, he traveled across the continent seeking a way out, and on this mountain, he suddenly enlightened, creating the Bug Music Path, leaving behind a thousand years of legacy."