Chapter nine hundred and twenty sixth squeeze dry
Yunyao entered the heart of a child and finally used the pseudo-Hongmeng purple Qi and the Heavenly Dao Tai Chi to twist the causal lines into strings.
Not only is the string done, but the body of the piano is not a problem. So is Yunyao qualified to play it? It is also very difficult to pluck the strings and make the tone they need.
The higher the realm, the more self-reliant you are, the more you go from zero to something. You could copy it before, but now it depends entirely on inspiration. Copying it is a copy and improvement from something to something, and inspiration is a creation from zero to something, and the things created may not be suitable for you.
So creation is really thankless, but at the point of Yunyao, there is no way out without creation. She has reached the stage of going her own way, and of course she can also choose to cut leeks, which is safer.
Innovation is a variable, and the power produced by innovation may become one's own enemy, and cutting leeks is very safe. No matter how strong the leeks are, they cannot threaten themselves. Therefore, it is better not to innovate or develop than innovation and development.
For the strong, variables are the most annoying thing, because variables will threaten themselves. As long as they remain unchanged, their strong position will never change and they can always cut off leeks. Variables are the most annoying, so you must stay away from the common path of mysterious development.
Yunyao was very calm. Even if her invention brought variables, it didn't matter. She was originally the will of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, and was a supporter of Xuandao. The more variables, the better her mission was completed.
After working hard, he used three traditional and modern materials to build the body. Finally, he was about how to play the piano. Yunyao found that ordinary playing techniques were useless, and his hands could not even touch the strings, and there was no movement at all.
"As it true?" No surprise at all. After establishing the project, Yun Yao already knew that this was destined to be not something that could be done easily, and it would be impossible to use his own resources to the extreme.
"Is there still a fake nail in the pipa?" Fake nails are picks. The five fingers of the hand playing the pipa are carrying picks, which are usually fixed to the nails, so they are called fake nails.
Yun Yao had never used it before. As a monk, her nails were strong enough to play various pipas, but now it is obviously impossible to do it, and fake nails must be made.
It's so difficult. Yunyao said it was really too difficult. He felt that he had been drained from this retreat. Not only resources, but also wisdom, he felt that he had lost weight, even more than a death fight.
Every link requires computing power support, and the mana is constantly running. The five qi in the chest and the three flowers on the top are like overloading, and it hurts faintly. First try using various materials to make picks to see if it can work.
Ordinary materials certainly don't work. In the end, Yunyao used the "emotional and biochemical materials" to make the picks, and finally made a sound. Rather than saying that the picks are working, it is better to say that the five qi in Yunyao's heart turned into picks. Each of the five false nails corresponds to a five qi: spirituality, murderous aura, humility, true love, and wealth. The five qi corresponds to the five fingers and five new materials. Each time they play, they try their best to burn their emotions.
"With my current ability, playing a song cannot mark the entire universe. The range is not large enough." Yunyao found that the designer once again limited the use of magic weapons. As a time traveler, Yunyao had to envy his peers. The magic weapons he refined would not encounter such problems. Why did he encounter such a setting?
Of course, it is because the heaven and earth are not benevolent and the saints are not benevolent. This is the law of the operation of the way of heaven. If the Creator has absolute control over the Creator, then these three realms will not be full of vitality, and there will be no variables. All developments will change according to the Creator's ideas, and there will be no surprises or surprises.
Yun Yao naturally understood this principle. She just complained that after reading so many time travel novels before traveling, no protagonist encountered similar situations. She couldn't find any reference and it was all up to her own exploration. She was really tired.
"Have I reached the point of being the only one?" I have to sigh, as if she was a proud follower of my copycat. Now she has transformed into a way of her own and has to understand the way of heaven by herself. Time really passes too quickly.
From the moment she decided to become a chess player, although she was not a saint, she had already stood in front of the saint and could only walk her own path and tell her own story well.
The pipa is completed and can be played. Next is to compose a music, a hymn of the universe, a beautiful music that makes the universe resources dance gracefully, and a magnificent music that allows Yunyao to seize the initiative.
Every step is a tough battle.
Just when Yunyao was addicted to seclusion and challenged himself, the Western religion's closure caused a lot of commotion, and no one knew what this represented.
But a considerable number of people think that this is a sign of chaos in the world. A war that will definitely break out will not lose to the Battle of the Gods, and there will definitely be many monks involved.
"This is the clear statement of the Western saints. This is to let us not hesitate anymore. It is time to launch a counterattack against the demonic path. This is to follow the heavens." The Western closure of mountains represents great chaos in the world, and the chaos in the world represents a battle between good and evil. The battle between good and evil means that the right path must first start.
Since you must fight, either you take action first or the enemy takes action first. This is the chain of suspicion. Both good and evil sides are sharpening their knives, and no one wants to sit and wait for death. You must fight, so you must take the initiative in your own hands.
The Western closure of the mountains is like a signal of war, reminding the Three Realms that this is an inevitable battle, so let them fight with the will of heaven.
Therefore, the situation is becoming increasingly tense, and both good and evil sides are working hard to make final preparations, because the horn of war has been sounded, and this battle is inevitable and no one can stay out of it.
Ling Feng, a great disciple of Shushan, stood on the mountain peak, looked up at the full moon, and realized the sword art. Not long ago, a fierce battle to attack Yanshi occurred in the Second Mortal. In the end, the nameless swordsman with only his back defeated the immortal with a sword art projection, which shocked the four seats. Sword cultivators should be like this, and they should understand the supreme sword art.
Recently, everyone has been discussing the siege of the Demonic Way, but Lingfeng only felt that the sword art was so charming, but they were immersed in fighting and killing, completely pursuing the end. His goal was to reproduce the amazing sword immortal collapse and realize the harmonious sword art.
Unfortunately, his current realm is too low, but there are too many things that he does not understand and does not understand.
"Brother Lingfeng is so interested." A voice came from another mountain.
The straight-line distance between the two hills is about 500 meters, but when they speak, their voices can clearly reach each other's ears.
"Canced Sword?" Ling Feng didn't expect that the evil disciple would dare to come to Shushan so boldly. Wouldn't he be afraid of being discovered by other monks?
"It's finally time to start the war. I've been looking forward to this day. Today I'm here just to say that when you and I meet, don't show mercy." Can Jianzi said seriously.
They have known each other for three hundred years, and they have been talking about Taoism and tea together, and have similar interests. But they have different paths of good and evil, and they will eventually have a battle.
The two of them have no personal grudges, but the battle around the blessings of the cave world cannot be compromised. The more monks, the fewer the blessings of the cave world, the more intense the conflicts between the sects. They are confidants, but their positions are opposite.
Chapter completed!