Bai Zhi smiled and said: "You feel good, but you were blown away by just one sentence."

"ah?"

Zhu Qian stood there dumbfounded, but Bai Zhi had no time to pay attention to her. Instead, she looked at Meng Zhou, her expression relaxed.

"These abilities are indeed very powerful, but this is not the way of music!" she complained.

Meng Zhou smiled and said, "Have you ever seen cooking?"

Bai Zhi nodded: "I've seen it before, what does it have to do with this?"

“The same ingredients, cooked by different people, have different flavors.

The skills you get from me are equivalent to a plate of dishes that have already been prepared.

You can't just copy it as it is, but you have to learn to discern.

Identify which are the ‘raw materials’ and which are the ‘methods’ that are unique to me.

What you need to do is to identify and retain those "raw materials" as much as possible, eliminate those "methods" that belong to me, and use your skills to cook them again!

I think only in this way can you truly digest and absorb these abilities."

Bai Zhi listened carefully, her eyes shining with light.

He murmured softly: "Is this still necessary?...My 'method'?...But what should I do? I don't understand the art of temperament either?"

Meng Zhou chuckled and said, "You don't need to understand!"

"I don't need to understand?" Bai Zhi was confused and confused.

"Yes, you don't need to understand it at all, just like a fish doesn't need to learn to swim."

Because of the characteristics of "drawing shapes", Bai Zhi's current level as a painter is at the second level limit. The three abilities she has obtained, namely Baiqiao Thunder Sound, Thunder Sound Rebuking Sword, and Peak Roar, all have reached the second level perfection level.

She doesn't know the specific methods of cultivating these abilities, and she doesn't need to know, because "drawing shapes" directly allows her to master them to the second level of perfection.

Zhu Qian next to her was completely confused, but Bai Zhi seemed to understand, "Then...then what should I do now?"

"Go with your feelings."

"Follow your feelings?"

"Yes, just follow your feelings.

To be more specific, you can try to think of it as a paintbrush in another sense.

Just like your daily painting, do it as you feel comfortable, and do it as you like.

Use sound to enter painting, and use painting to enter sound.

There is painting in the sound, and there is sound in the painting!”

At this moment, Bai Zhi's eyes became extremely bright, and the light and shadow were blurred.

She whispered repeatedly and softly:

“Integrate sound into painting, and use painting to inject sound.

There is painting in the sound, and there is sound in the painting.

…

I seem to understand somewhat..."

…

September.

Meng Zhou sat cross-legged with his eyes closed in the water pavilion, and a melodious flute sound echoed in the cave.

This flute sound has an ethereal timbre, but it does not have a particularly catchy melody. It has an unintentional, casual and leisurely tone.

The strange thing is that amidst the sound of the flute, Meng Zhou, who was sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed, felt that he was not in a waterside cave, but in a vast and vast sea, sitting on a small rock.

This world is so empty and so lonely.

Apart from the sky and the sea, he is the only one left.

The blue waves of the sea rippled with the ethereal flute sound that seemed to come from the horizon. Gradually, the flute sound unknowingly became louder and more exciting, while the waves of the sea that were originally just undulating gently became more and more turbulent.

Surging momentum.

At this moment, a huge wave with a height of 100 meters suddenly hit Meng Zhou.

Meng Zhou, who was sitting cross-legged on the rocks, was content and undaunted. An invisible sword suddenly took shape above his head. It grew when the wind blew, and quickly turned into a giant sword that was also a hundred meters long.

Then, without dodging or avoiding, he headed towards the huge wave that hit him head-on.

But just before the two were about to confront each other, it was as if the huge waves that had filled the world suddenly dissipated like foam.

Meng Zhou, who had his eyes closed cross-legged, opened his eyes, looked to one side, and said dissatisfied:

"What's the matter with you? Why do you always lose your temper at critical moments?"

Next to her, Bai Zhi, who originally wanted to apologize, suddenly puffed up her cheeks and looked like I was a little angry.

Seeing this, Meng Zhou quickly put away his dissatisfaction and patiently pointed out the shortcomings of Bai Zhi.

Where did the sea come from, where did the rocks come from, and there is not even a trace of illusion.

The situation just now was a "world of sound" constructed entirely from the sound of Angelica dahurica's flute.

Some sounds have a strong sense of imagery. When hearing certain melodies, people will subconsciously think of raindrops, spring, autumn wind, etc.

After Meng Zhou's guidance, Bai Zhi completely opened up the barrier between "sound" and "painting" and brought it to its peak.

Even if you do it casually, you can give the sound a strong sense of picture.

But for Meng Zhou's requirements, Bai Zhi, who has achieved this, has only just reached the basic standard.

Bai Zhi still needs to continue to explore in depth on this path.

However, for now, she can barely serve as a sparring partner.

Meng Zhou was finally able to perform a lot of his inner feelings in a suitable environment.

What this means to Meng Zhou is like an extremely complicated calculation problem. He also knows the method of solving the problem, but the entire calculation process can only be carried out in his mind.

But now, Bai Zhi's special "world of sound" built with flute sounds is like giving him a piece of scratch paper and a martial arts platform, which has greatly improved his efficiency.

After Meng Zhou pointed out the shortcomings of Bai Zhi's flute performance from the perspective of an "opponent", Bai Zhi, who had listened carefully, raised one hand.

"Do you have something to say?" Meng Zhou asked.

"Yeah." Bai Zhi nodded quickly.

"explain."

"Don't you think that instead of expecting me to make more progress in a short period of time, wouldn't the best solution be to suppress your strength even lower?"

"Do you want to keep it down?"

Bai Zhi nodded hurriedly, "You should also have discovered that although I have been making continuous progress in my discussions with you during this period, the progress has become slower and slower... This is the fact. This is not something I can change regardless of my efforts.

of."

Meng Zhou nodded slowly in his mind, agreeing with Bai Zhi's explanation.

His purpose is not to defeat Bai Zhi, that means nothing.

Instead, she needs to use the special "platform" she built to try out the swordsmanship in her heart.

Originally, considering Bai Zhi's own cultivation, Meng Zhou suppressed his strength to a level that was slightly stronger than the sixth level of foundation building, but slightly weaker than the seventh level of foundation building.

But now it seems that this is still a bit overwhelming for Bai Zhi.

Meng Zhou decided to continue to suppress his strength until he reached about the fourth level of the foundation building before trying again.

After careful consideration, Meng Zhou nodded and said, "Okay, you can try it."

The corners of Bai Zhi's mouth are slightly curved, which means that the "treacherous plot" has succeeded.

However, just when she was putting the bamboo flute made of the second-grade pure-sounding spiritual bamboo to her lips and preparing to play, Meng Zhou suddenly stopped: "Wait a minute."

Bai Zhi looked at him doubtfully.

Meng Zhou said: "There is an exchange meeting being held in Sanchuan Plain these two days. It is very lively. Do you want to go out for a walk?"

Bai Zhi quickly shook her head and said, "I won't go."

Thinking that she could "violently kill" Meng Zhou with the sound of the flute later, she had no intention of going to any exchange meeting.

Meng Zhou nodded. It was impossible for him not to notice her little thoughts, but as long as he could help him understand the sword technique that can penetrate the three realms faster, what could he do if she could use the sound of the flute to show off her power?

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It is worth mentioning that since the plans for the reconstruction of Sanchuan City and the deployment of city defense formations were agreed upon at the beginning of this year, the area around the original Sanchuan City has become a large construction site.

However, the quarterly black market trade and the annual exchange meeting were not canceled because of this, but were held in a series of camps built dozens of miles away from Sanchuan City.

The level of excitement is almost as good as last year.

You know, during last year's exchange meeting, there was also a celebration for Meng Zhou and Ding Ning to form an elixir.
To be continued...