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"Hey kid, wake up!"
While sleeping, Ye Qingxuan felt someone tapping his cheek. In his sleepy state, he opened his eyes with difficulty and saw the vague face of Hermes.
"What is this?" He raised his finger.
"three."
Hermes seemed to nod, and then asked: "What is forty-four times six plus fifty-two divided by two?"
"..." Ye Qingxuan was stunned.
"It seems that logical thinking has not recovered yet. What about time perception?" Hermes asked again, "What time is it now?"
Ye Qingxuan looked over his shoulder and stared blankly at the sky: "Looking at the sun, is it afternoon?"
"Hey! This is the Jianlan Underground Palace, where is the sun?"
Hermes rubbed his hands, lit a stick of incense, and brushed it on the tip of the boy's nose: "Although the ceremony was successful, my spirit has not recovered yet. Let's sleep for a while."
No, I clearly saw...
Strong sleepiness suddenly hit him again, Ye Qingxuan's vision went dark, and he fell into a deep sleep again.
In his dream, he saw the sun in the sky, its rays of rays of light. And the moon, hidden under the horizon, has a pale and azure light.
The moonlight seemed to be whispering to him, but it was too far away and Ye Qingxuan couldn't hear it clearly.
He saw the sun setting towards the horizon bit by bit, and the moonlight rising inch by inch, until finally, at both ends of the sky, the sun and the moon briefly shone.
Their light shone on the young man like the eyes of a god.
Ye Qingxuan finally heard clearly the words they kept repeating in his ears. They were whispers from ancient times, truths engraved on stone tablets.
At that moment, Ye Qingxuan woke up from his sleep.
At some point, he had been carried out of the Cave of Sleep and was lying in the lounge of the great library. The room was empty and silent.
He recalled it carefully, but felt that there were only a few absurd fragments left in his mind, like a joke. He only remembered that there seemed to be a Xiao Ming who was extremely unlucky in everything he did.
Other than that, I don't remember anything.
Just as he was painstakingly recalling it, he touched the heavy stone flakes in his hands. The stone flakes were cold and had a metallic texture. The touch of the cuneiform text reminded him of the scorching sun and moonlight whispering in his ears in his sleep. They were explain:
"—As above, as below, this is how all things begin."
The young man rubbed the cuneiform characters on it and finally understood what the cuneiform characters on it were.
It is not a simple discourse, but music theory that is streamlined to the extreme. It takes the school of change as the starting point, takes "Creator" as the proposition, conducts exploration and evolution, and reaches the results.
It compares music theory to the process of alchemy, reclassifies the substances of all things, and proposes an incomplete but reliable tree diagram, which can go back to the beginning of all things and the source of everything... Well, if this tree If the graphic is complete.
If the alchemist could understand what was in it, he would definitely be ecstatic and willing to spend all his treasures in exchange, but for Ye Qingxuan, it would be a bit of a joke.
However, even if Ye Qingxuan had no experience in the School of Change, after mastering this understanding, he felt as if his music theory had taken on a new look and the world in his eyes had changed.
When you look closely, you can feel the origin of things. Even though he was sitting indoors, he seemed to be able to feel the setting sun's glow.
Is it an illusion
"Don't be in a daze."
An old voice suddenly came: "-Slowness is the enemy of a musician."
In an instant, a fishy wind rushed from behind his head, and Ye Qingxuan rolled on the spot without thinking. Then a roar was heard and a big hole appeared in the ground.
Just where he was originally, a deformed creature with slender arms and legs and a steel luster appeared. It was like a person had been stretched out, and the skin all over his body was peeled off and replaced by a layer of rust. of copper.
On its face, it also wears a bone mask that looks like it grew out of flesh and blood. There are three eyes on the mask, two on the left and one on the right. There are only a few small dots in the turbid yellow pupils, like the compound eyes of insects. .
"Lost?"
Ye Qingxuan felt a chill on the back of his head: How could a lower-level demon created by the evil god appear here
But it was too late for him to think about it carefully. The lost one neighed and rushed towards him with its hands and feet. The slender arms with the luster of steel split the air and let out a scream that captured the heart.
Ye Qingxuan stepped back one after another, feeling its sharp nails brushing across his eyes. At that moment, his eyelids, which had no sense at all, felt something extremely cold brushing against them.
There was no time to hesitate or think carefully, Ye Qingxuan's spread fingers suddenly tightened, as if he had pinched something, and the Nine Heavens Ring on his index finger emitted a burst of light.
Amidst the sound of ice crystals proliferating, the strings of Jiuxiao Huanpei grew out of the void, and advanced beyond Ye Qingxuan's expectation. They suddenly changed, forming an unpredictable shadow of the instrument in mid-air.
After devouring many spiritual beings, Jiuxiao Huanpei finally recovered part of his own spirituality, and was able to change his body to adapt to the requirements of the music.
good very good!
Ye Qingxuan's eyes flashed with excitement, and his fingertips played a fierce melody.
At that moment, it was like a sharp sound bursting out. It was a tight whirlwind, and in just a few moments, the whirlwind melody reached its peak.
As it advanced, the Jiuxiao Huanpei suddenly shook, bursting out with a majestic horn roar.
The whirling melody calls to the ether, forming an invisible rope, layer upon layer of restraints, entangled around the lost person, making it difficult for him to move.
And at the moment when the horn roared, the lost man's body suddenly shook, his arms suddenly doubled in size, and he grabbed Ye Qingxuan's face.
Ye Qingxuan stared at the sharp palm coming towards him, motionless.
Because there were already silver chains extending out of the void, wrapped around its limbs, and tightened suddenly!
There was a crunch, the sound of broken bones.
The lost ones screamed, but they were unable to move in the chains.
And the roaring horn sounds again, and the melody is like the scorching sun, shining through all darkness and announcing the arrival of dawn.
In that melody, there was the cold sound of steel rubbing against each other.
Countless pieces of iron sand emerged from the void, colliding fiercely with each other, burning until red due to friction, and merged into one, turning into several sharp nails.
The pitch-black spikes were tinged with fiery scarlet, and they struck down with a crash as guided by the horn.
In an instant, it had been nailed into its body, tearing its shell apart, piercing through it with force, and nailing it to the wall. The spike contained burning runes and prayers to subdue demons, emitting a dazzling light.
The light was like a flame, burning the Lost's body from the inside out, causing raging fire to spurt out from its strange mask, its eyes, ears, mouth and nose.
In just a few seconds, it was reduced to ashes in the fire that erupted from within.
Like an illusion, the monster disappeared in an instant.
Only pale ash fell from the sky.
""Night on Barren Mountain", long time no see."
The old voice sighed and sighed: "Back then, when the Inquisition was not banned, whenever its melody sounded, you could see a forest of erected torture racks being lit, and the flames burned the dark night sky into a red spectacle. .”
Dominic appeared behind the young man at some point. When he saw the young man staring at him in astonishment, he seemed to understand something and laughed strangely:
"You can also see this? Yes, there is a lot of progress. It seems that what you get from the heavenly induction is an increase in 'insight'? Yes, we are not far away from the official musician level..."
With that said, he turned around, leaned on his crutches, and left silently.
But Ye Qingxuan still stayed where he was.
what is that
At that moment, when he turned back, he saw the old and hunched Dominic, and the phantom-like mountain of bones behind him.
It seems that countless demon bones have piled up to form a terrifying and huge cave. The cave is filled with dark mist, as if calling from the underworld.
As Dominic left, the fleeting vision had disappeared.
There was only a line of footprints lingering in the black air, like a rising flame. The footprints extended into the darkness and disappeared without a trace along with Dominic.
It was a terrifying sight that Ye Qingxuan had never seen before. The startling sight made him unable to move.
"Is it your fault?"
He lowered his head and stroked the stone tablet with cuneiform writing on his fingertips. He was confused. After a long time, he laughed at himself:
"Forget it, why worry about this now?"
Don’t you still have things waiting for you to do
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"Oh! Cheers! Cheers!"
In the beer hall, Ciel cheered, inserted a skewer of grilled sausage and munched it happily.
Only when eating at the buffet can he show his true fighting power, eating Haisai like crazy all the way. In just half an hour, a strong man had already eaten enough food for several days.
According to him, it is rare to have meat to eat, and the opportunity is rare, so first eat enough for a month.
Bai Xi, who came with him, was already standing next to him with a calm face, pretending not to recognize him. Only Ye Qingxuan was relatively thick-skinned, but sitting next to Charles and feeling the resentful eyes of the foreman, he also felt that Alexander was there.
This time, in order to celebrate Ye Qingxuan's sublimation ceremony, even the teacher rarely went out to have dinner together. Anyway, this store is right opposite the school gate, so it’s not too far away.
Perhaps because the meeting went well, he was in a good mood. After eating a little, he held a glass of beer and watched with a smile as the group of students feasted on Heisei.
While he was finishing eating and waiting for the waiter to bring the next round of barbecue, Charles finally had time to stop talking, wiped his hands, and asked the question he was most concerned about.
"Yi Zi, stop being so mysterious. I've been waiting for a long time. Did you get anything out of the sublimation ceremony?"
Ye Qingxuan smiled, looked around, swept the playing cards left by the previous round of drinkers from the empty table next door, integrated them together, washed them twice, and looked up at Charles:
"Which one do you want?"