Although the natural disaster has not yet brewed, through this third of the core, Ye Qingxuan can still peek into the deeper layers of Guixu and the music theory of countless changes within it.
It's like dust peering into the ocean through a prism.
Under that huge scale and completely unreasonable and terrifying scale, Ye Qingxuan could only feel his own insignificance.
This is a rare opportunity for any musician.
A natural disaster completely exposes the core music theory in front of you, allowing you to refer to it in detail. This is more effective than the teachings of any good teacher. Especially with the Nine Heavens Ring in his hand, Ye Qingxuan's sensing was surprisingly precise, and he could even predict the entire process of birth and death of any detail.
In just four days, Ye Qingxuan benefited a lot.
But it's only to a very limited extent.
He has reached the end of the insights he can gain from the distortion level. If he doesn't become a master, he can only watch the great opportunity in front of him be missed.
Just like a mouse cannot eat an entire granary, Ye Qingxuan's observation level and ability can only reach this level.
It was so painful to see that I couldn't eat.
In the final analysis, the problem is still the chapter of fate...
"I don't believe in a mere chapter of fate. I can't write it!"
Ye Qingxuan was angry, put the fragments of the stone plate aside, picked up a pen and paper, and started writing furiously.
Ten minutes later, he put down his pen and looked at the thing in his hand.
The flames rose.
Expresslessly, he threw the written music into the fire and turned it into ashes. At the end, he sighed helplessly.
Well, he really couldn't write it.
It would be nice if there were standards.
If it's the correct answer, then there's no problem.
But he just couldn't get started with this kind of unfettered creation. It seems that everything I write is right, and everything I write is wrong. How to start, how to end, what beat...
All shrouded in a fog.
No one can tell Ye Qingxuan what he should do.
This is not an exam, nothing is fixed and there are no rules.
He was deep in thought.
This time I spent more time thinking than the other days combined. Ye Qingxuan sat on the broken steps, as if in a daze, but when others talked to him, there was no response.
Ye Qingxuan did not get up until dinner time.
Too many things happened to him, and the masters were accustomed to them.
It was not until late at night that Ye Qingxuan raised his head again and felt pain in his neck, as if it was broken. After staying in one sitting position for too long, my body became numb.
He sighed, fetched some water, and washed his face.
In high spirits.
When Mabel saw his appearance, she no longer worried and breathed a sigh of relief:
"Any clues?"
"Yes."
Ye Qingxuan devoured his portion of dinner, stuffing the cold and hard compressed food into his stomach. It was a heavy piece, and he felt the fulfillment of his life amidst the slight pain of gastrointestinal peristalsis.
Finally, I made up my mind.
"If the right path doesn't lead to success, then just continue on the crooked path."
He has figured it out, or in other words, he has broken the pot and broken it.
He has never been good at creating anything. All his talents lie in application and integration. It would be too difficult for him to be a pioneer. He finally recognized this and gave up completely.
The reason why a shortcoming is a shortcoming is that it is difficult to make up for it and cannot be solved by hard work.
Instead of working hard to make up for your shortcomings, strengthen your strengths.
Just like he always does.
From the beginning until now... he has been the scribe. He could fill in all the questions with correct answers, but he could not do anything like writing poetry.
So, he decided to return to his old path.
Keep copying.
Even the Chapter of Fate can be solved in the same way.
If you can't make a piece of music, then you won't make a piece of music.
If you don’t have your own, copy someone else’s and change it into your own.
He already knows how Guixu's music theory determines "external forces". Anything that cannot implement his own will and consciousness, and cannot be completely integrated into himself, is considered an external force.
From this point of view, Guixu is not only a dilemma, but also provides an opportunity.
It gave Ye Qingxuan a wake-up call.
He had always thought that he had used these abilities perfectly, but he never thought that there were problems that he had not discovered.
Therefore, it is better to take advantage of this opportunity to solve the problem.
While Ye Qingxuan was thinking, he discovered something unexpected.
Since the chapter of fate of the Trinity is not his, it doesn't matter. After all, three parts of it come from three people who have a huge influence on him.
But what surprised him... all the music theory he retained came from the "interpretation method".
In other words, Guixu regards the interpretation method as part of Ye Qingxuan.
If you think about it carefully, it's not unreasonable.
Although the interpretation method was taught to him by Abraham, Abraham was limited by the blockade of the military and the contract of the Holy City, and could not teach Ye Qingxuan the true forbidden way. Therefore, he could only trivially take apart the things he knew bit by bit, and guide Ye Qingxuan to discover bit by bit.
Finally, it was pieced together using the key of interpretation.
Just like what the Hundred-Eyed Man did to Ludovic, from Ludovic to the Original Dark Pope... Since when did Ludovic cease to be Ludovic
Ye Qingxuan never thought that one day he would use the method of the Hundred Eyes Master to solve his own problems.
In other words, even the solutions were copied.
This is interesting.
The reason why Ye Qingxuan puts the solution above the interpretation method is because this is what he has learned most skillfully and is the most deeply rooted in his own bones and habits.
Abraham was a genius.
He once again made this point from his heart: it is the first music theory application method in history that extracts "I" from music theory.
No longer limited to one's own will, but directly abandoning oneself from the bottom. Observe and apply ether and music theory without any of your own emotions and observation angles.
It is no longer up to people to use ether, but ether develops, changes, summarizes, and regulates itself.
This is the right path of the Forbidden School.
Ye Qingxuan thought so from the bottom of his heart.
Now that the method has been found, time is running out.
Ye Qingxuan does not intend to directly carry out his "plagiarism". There are skills in plagiarism. Anyway, there are plenty of templates. Before actually starting, he must make all preparations.
"Master Oden."
He raised his head and waved to Oden: "Give me paper, give me more paper."
Oden's expression turned bitter.
"Don't use the pages of my inheritance book as papyrus..."
He reluctantly took out the last pile from his arms, his distressed expression twitching.
This was originally a special alchemy paper he purchased to pass down music theory. The cost of one sheet was enough to buy an equivalent weight of lapis lazuli. What was even more frightening was that it was expensive but not marketable.
It takes a craftsman a month to make one piece of paper.
"Good steel is used on the blade!"
Ye Qingxuan took it over nonchalantly, picked up the pen and ink and started to use it. Oden glanced at it and turned away, he couldn't bear to look at it anymore.
Ye Qingxuan, on the other hand, was beaming with joy. Obviously, after breaking the jar, the bad taste in his nature had been completely aroused. The movements of his hands were non-stop, as steady as a machine. It took a few minutes to write a page, and in just half an hour, more than half of it was consumed.
The pages were dim and dull when they were in his hands, but out of his hands, they became as heavy as a stone.
Spread them apart on the ground, and one piece will make a rectangular depression on the ground.
The surrounding masters caught a glimpse of this scene from a distance, and their expressions suddenly became exciting. He couldn't help but began to discuss in a low voice what Ye Qingxuan wanted to do.
This is the preciousness of the pages of inheritance.
It can directly show the essence of music theory, that is to say, perfectly reproduce the gravity of music theory itself. Therefore, many musicians are deducing the music, and alchemists will make sketches on it when making alchemical equipment. If the paper itself cannot reproduce music theory, then there is no need to even experiment.
But now, almost everyone has never seen this situation.
That was a black rock floor tile that hadn't cracked a single crack in hundreds of years. It cracked on a piece of paper! Who knows what music theory Ye Qingxuan wrote on it
"I can't understand, I can't understand."
A master glanced at Ye Qingxuan's figure from a distance. Although he said so, his eyes did not dare to look at what Ye Qingxuan was writing.
Can things like the inheritance of core music theory be looked at blindly
The consequences are worse than looking at a big girl's butt. If your girl's butt is seen by others, you can still forgive him, but if the core music theory is seen... I'm sorry, then you can only die.
Even under such harsh contract conditions, Ye Qingxuan had to exchange copies of the esoteric music theory of the Inquisition in order to exchange some incomplete music theories of various schools from the masters for research.
The master said he couldn't understand, not because he couldn't understand what Ye Qingxuan was writing, but because he couldn't understand what he wanted to do.
The masters have long been numb to this, and one person shrugged:
"Who knows, is there a difference between a genius and a madman?"
"Twenty-seventh picture!"
A master who was paying attention to the situation murmured in a low voice, his eyes twitching wildly. How many heavyweight music theories does this guy Ye Qingxuan have hidden in his hands
At this moment, the masters who were still a little reluctant to hand over the music theory were already convinced.
If you only have a basket of ancestral eggs, then when the landlord wants to take advantage of you, you will have no choice but to fight to the death.
When you find out that the landlord doesn't care about your basket of eggs at all, and just wants to see them as a curiosity, you will feel very complicated.
Compared with Ye Qingxuan, everyone present can only be considered poor.
Now who dares to say in front of the Grand Chief Judge that his school has a profound foundation and a long history
I'm afraid that the core music theory of their school is less than half the weight of any piece of paper written by Ye Qingxuan at this moment. To be able to achieve the level of "sounding on the ground" can be said to have been refined thousands of times.
But at this moment, Ye Qingxuan no longer had time to worry about the mood of the masters.
He was completely immersed in this long-lost excitement.
Make trouble! Make trouble!