It was just learning music, how hard could it be?
When he had just transmigrated, Qu Ge had indeed thought so.
In his previous life, when he was in university, he was also a famous person in the school, a musical genius.
However, after he understood the Leling Continent, he realized how wrong his thoughts were.
In this world, even if it was the lowest level mortal voice, it was not easy to learn.
In the " Five Tones and Twelve Temperaments " of the " Music Classic ", the five tones were the tonic and the twelve temperaments were the temperament. It seemed simple, but in fact, it was not. Every temperament was ever-changing. To perfectly grasp the correct tone and wave of the music required countless practice, trial and error.
The hard work and sweat he had put in was hard to describe in a few words.
Later, a human Half-Saint, Mo Yue, explained the Five Tones and Twelve Tones. He used them as a basis to write the 18 Sacred Chapters of Gongchi Manual.
The idea of 'work can do everything, a ruler can measure ten feet', meant that everything in the world could be done with tools. The truth of the human world could be traced. Using the ruler to measure everything, he could subdivide the Five Tones and Twelve Temperaments, create the' note 'sacred art, and step into the position of quasi-saint.
Among them,"Arithmetic,""Tools," and "Measuring" are beneficial to thousands of years and meritorious to thousands of generations.
For example, the units of Zhang, Chi, Ke, and Mi that divided the distance came from the << Measuring >>.
He divided each of the 12 Yin-Yang Lulu into 36 Tiangang tones and 72 Disha tones, a total of 108 tones. Each tone was divided into pure octaves, high octaves, and low octaves, called tones!
Compared to the mysterious Five Tones Twelve Temperaments, Gongchi Pu was much easier to understand.
Of course, that was only relative.
On the mainland, the first thing to learn when learning music was pitch.
However, even if he learned the tune of a piece, it would only be considered rudimentary. It would be even more difficult to pick it up.
The key was the tone and the ripples of each tone. Only by mastering all of these could one achieve great success in the tone.
After that, he had to practice the melody, understand music, and understand the meaning of the song...
The four realms of learning music.
The road of learning was endless.
This was also the reason why if a teacher was willing to teach Xuan Le to his students, it would be a kindness to the students.
Previously, Qu Ge had only used the most basic test on Xiao Yue.
To truly determine the tone and color, one had to be accurate to which tone of the Heavenly Constellation Thirty-six tones and which frequency of the Earth Fiend Seventy-two frequencies belonged to. It was so difficult that it made people go crazy.
There was also an even more insane method of determining the tone, which was to determine the tone and write the correct note according to the fixed tone. This meant that even the tone frequency could be heard. To be able to do this, one had to be at least a musician above the rhyme level.
"The Plum Blossom and the Snow are famous in Han Province. It's a strange music that refines courage. It's as difficult as ascending to the heavens to learn this song.”
With that, Qu Ge sat in front of the zither and slowly closed his eyes.
Time slowly passed.
Xiao He's gaze was fixed on Qu Ge. His palms were sweating, and he did not even dare to breathe loudly, afraid of disturbing him.
The others present were the same.
Xiao Yue was so excited that her face turned red.
They were waiting for the moment the zither music started.
At this moment, Qu Ge's mind was empty, throwing away all distracting thoughts.
He slowly immersed himself in the supreme music that made it difficult for him to extricate himself.
Yes, Xiao He had guessed something wrong.
Not only did Qu Ge learn the melody of this song, but he also understood music and even the meaning of the song.
The plum blossom was holy, standing proudly in the wind and snow, fearless of the bitter cold, fragrant and peaceful, and long-lasting.
This was the meaning of the song that Qu Ge had comprehended from 'Proud Plum Blossom and Snow'.
A song had many meanings, and Qu Ge only understood this one.
Even so, Qu Ge was able to do this with his identity as Meng Sheng. If word got out, it would scare a bunch of people silly.
It was just that no one knew about it yet. Otherwise, countless people would definitely come to visit.
There were many strange sounds and strange music in the world. There were even more than a hundred battle songs. However, there were only twelve gut-refining songs in the entire Leling Continent.
It can be seen how difficult it is to refine the gallbladder song.
The original owner was a genius. Otherwise, she wouldn't have become the Eldest Senior Brother of Yashan Music Academy.
Before Qu Ge transmigrated, the original owner had learned two pieces of mysterious music.
One of the songs was " Proud Snow in Winter Plum Blossoms ", and the tone had already reached perfection, entering the melody.
After the soul fusion, Quge retained the memories of his previous life. The collision of two different worlds allowed him to step over the realm of music and enter the realm of music.
All of this was thanks to the 100,000 volumes of the world's classical music encyclopedia that accompanied him in his mind.
Cold plum blossom proud snow, with snow strong plum blossom, bitter cold singing ambition.
Without great perseverance, it is impossible to understand the meaning of the book.
After an unknown amount of time.
Qu Ge's eyes suddenly opened. He no longer had his usual gentle and refined appearance. His eyes were firm and resolute, and his entire body emitted a sharp light. It was a kind of fighting spirit, a kind of aggressive spirit.
He placed his hands on the strings.
Shaoqing!
The ground was filled with thunder. Pieces of beautiful tunes were like a storm, like the Milky Way pouring down. They sounded in the piano room and floated out.
There was only one characteristic of this song.
Hurry up.
Qu Ge's hands almost turned into afterimages as they moved rapidly on the zither strings.
The finger technique was clean and clean, with an indomitable momentum that shook the hearts of the listeners.
In the guqin bladder, a wisp of faint, smoke-like energy flowed through his fingertips and the strings.
This song was like fire, and every melody carried a sense of loneliness.
Xiao He could not help but stand up once again. Ever since the first note sounded, his mouth had not closed. While feeling the magnificence of this tune, he also doubted his life.
He was shocked to see mysterious runes emerging from the body of the Seven Mysterious Zither. Then, they flew into the air and danced.
Xiao He's vision turned black and he almost fainted. His body trembled, and the corners of his mouth trembled as he spat out these four words with difficulty.
"Musical notes dance…"
However, Xiao He's shock was far from over.
When the music was halfway through, the sky above this small room appeared in the void. When snowflakes fluttered down, Xiao He was completely dumbfounded.
"Anomaly Resonance! This is a strange resonance…I must be dreaming.”
In fact, Xiao He was not the only one who was stunned at this moment. Madam Xiao's face was filled with shock, and the two personal servant girls were even more unbearable. They fell to the ground without any image.
On the other hand, Xiao Yue, who was only eight years old, had a normal reaction. She covered her mouth tightly with her hand. Just by looking at her expression, it seemed that she would not be able to hold back and scream in the next moment.
This was the power of music.
The zither music drifted away.
Next to the Xiao family was the Qian family.
The old master of the Qian family was furious and reprimanded his youngest son for being ignorant and incompetent. When the sound of the zither reached here, he suddenly shut up and covered his youngest son's crying mouth.
After listening for a moment, Old Master Qian rushed out of the house like a madman to find the source of the zither music.
……
The song ended.
The music notes faded away, leaving only snowflakes covering the ground, forming a thin white blanket. When one touched it with one's fingers, the coldness was bone-piercing.
This was snow, real snow.
Looking at the strings that were still vibrating, Qu Ge let out a long sigh.
It was still not perfect enough. Otherwise, there would not be only one anomaly.
There was a wrong note in the melody. Even though he had a deep understanding of the melody, it was the most difficult to control the intonation in such a minute detail. It would be affected by the environment and mentality.
"Why?" Xiao He, who was in a daze, muttered to himself.
"What do you mean why?”
"Why aren't you my child?”
Qu Ge was speechless.
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