I Have a Mythical Tree

Rao Yin, who came out and became more and more charming, became a Mr. Music Theory.

After she and the 500,000 people were migrated from the big talisman by Hanwei and the noble King Taichu.

Rao Yin would often think of the big Fu Jiangfu princess who taught her how to practice.

"It's a pity that I don't have the qualifications and talents to practice."

Rao Yin looked at the Huangguang Zhuyue Jing in front of him, with a slightly sad look on his oval face and soft face.

It has been several years since she came to Taicang, and she was the first batch of human races to migrate to Taicang on a large scale. The days of eating spiritual rice and drinking spiritual springs have passed for a long time.

Different from her more beautiful face, body, and more dusty temperament, her talent is only a little bit better than when Princess Dafu Jiangfu taught her to practice.

Just a little bit, roughly from zero, to one.

So after a few years, many boys and girls who came to Taicang with her have been able to enter the government school to practice, but her cultivation is still lingering in the third layer of Snow Mountain.

Rao Yin felt that this was indeed due to her talent, because she was extremely hardworking. After working hard every day, she had to practice hard all night.

But the improvement of her cultivation base was very bleak, and even the students she taught, none of them had a lower cultivation base than her.

Rao Yin has lived alone for several years, and her progress in music theory over the years is obvious, even admirable.

A few years ago, Taicang Royal Court vigorously advocated "going out of the house and building Taicang".

Open the mirrored jade slips in the capital city of Taidu, on which Wang Yueran of Taichu called on the people of Taichu to be self-reliant, to have a skill, to create value, and to build a country.

Rao Yin suppressed his cowardly temperament, and ran to the front of Taicheng City Mansion deliberately, and saw Wang Junyi's face in the early days.

It was not the first time she had seen the mirror image of King Taichu. Rao Yin had seen the mirror image of King Taichu before when they were gathered in the big city on the border of Dafu, and when they encountered the monk from the Lingfu who summoned monsters to block the way.

Now her exquisite residence is also covered with portraits of King Taichu copied from various classics.

If one were to be found among all the ordinary people in Taicang who admired Ji Xia the most, Rao Yin might win this honor.

After all, in Rao Yin's mind now, there is no more magnificent existence in the world than King Taichu.

Because he put an end to the terror and despair of girls.

In the past, she was even on the verge of being killed, reduced to the food of a ferocious race.

It may be cooked or eaten raw.

Thinking about it now, when that handsome and extraordinary young king sat on the throne in the mirror image, he said loudly to the hundreds of thousands of Dafu humans: "Walk through the Gobi, come to me!"

That feeling of hope again made Rao Yin burst into tears even thinking about it.

Just like what King Taichu said, when Rao Yin came to Taidu, he did get everything he dreamed of.

Food, dignity, freedom.

At least I don't have to worry anymore, if I eat too much and gain meat, I will be picked and eaten.

And the king who created such a free kingdom for the human race still sits in the majestic Shangting palace, protecting her and protecting the people of the universe.

So she responded to the call of the royal court and fulfilled the expectations of the King of Absolute Beginning for his kind people.

walked out of the house.

Her extraordinary talent in music theory is also showing its light at this moment.

When she sewed a hood for sale, she accidentally played the nine-stringed violin that she carried with her, and she was seen and heard by an old gentleman in the government school.

And then amazed.

But in just three months, she became the youngest gentleman in the Taicang Academy, a mere 21-year-old Mr. Le Li.

For Rao Yin, this change did not actually have any major impact on her life.

Although her monthly salary has become extremely high, she cannot spend so much monthly salary.

Therefore, these monthly salaries have become musical instruments that are recorded in many classics but rarely appear.

Rao Yin's attainments in music theory also became more and more profound.

Even many famous ministers and powerful people have come to listen to her music theory courses.

Now, Rao Yin is becoming more and more aware that for a country like Taicang, not only powerful monks are needed, but those who have attainments in any field will be treated with courtesy and valued.

But in the past few days, every time he played the nine strings, Rao Yin always felt an extremely dark gaze watching her.

Many times before, she always thought that this was her hallucination.

But recently, this feeling has become more and more intense.

Everyday classes, study after class, and even casual playing, all seem to have such a gaze on her fingers playing the nine strings.

Rao Yin once thought about telling the Master of the Xing Xing Palace in the academy, but he was worried that it was his imagination or hallucinations that disturbed the serious old man for no reason.

So it dragged on and on until today.

In the early morning of this day, she finished her training in the Huangguang Tiandian as usual. After washing up, she sat in front of the small pond in the private courtyard and played a song "Fuye" slowly.

The cool, free and easy atmosphere, along with the sound of her piano, permeated the entire courtyard.

There is also the wonderful sound of the breeze sweeping through the void, which is in harmony with the morning birdsong and the sound of all things.

After a long time, the void suddenly distorted, and a figure walked out of it.

Looking at the girl in front of him, a very solemn look appeared on his face.

Rao Yin looked at the goddess-like woman in front of him, a little at a loss.

It's just that I'm used to seeing malicious eyes before, and I clearly know that this strange woman doesn't seem to have any malicious intent.

The strange woman's eyes were cold and indifferent, she looked at Rao Yin and nodded slowly.

Immediately said: "The talent is so high, even I, the music saint, rarely have such seeds of music theory."

Rao Yin has a dusty temperament, even when he is timid, he looks like a fairy.

She looked at the strange woman, and for a moment, she didn't know what to say.

"Pure-natured, unsurpassed temperament, and no fireworks around him, he is an excellent candidate to inherit my lineage."

The strange woman spoke again, but the words made Rao Yin even more confused: "Are you willing to worship me as a teacher? I will teach you all the music theory."

"Me? The perfect candidate?" Rao Yin immediately came to her senses, she quickly shook her head and said, "Senior, maybe you made a mistake, I'm a blunt talent, and I've always been the worst at practicing..."

The strange woman's expression remained unchanged, and said: "So you don't want to?"

"It doesn't matter, I will take you to Shengyin Mountain, and you will see the mystery of Le Li Dao, so you are willing."

At this point in the words of the strange woman, Rao Yin suddenly heard a piece of extremely soft music in the void, which entered Rao Yin's ears.

Rao Yin suddenly felt that his eyes went dark, he could no longer see, his nose was useless, and he could not speak.

Among the five senses, only the ears can hear the sound!

"Because you are a human race, I observed you for a long time before I finally made up my mind to use you as the successor. Now you don't know the benefits of it. When you arrive at Shengyin Mountain, you will naturally know."

The voice of the strange woman reached Rao Yin's ears.

Rao groaned, unable to speak, unable to move his limbs, and suddenly panicked.

She didn't want to leave Taicang, Taidu, or this street.

Because this street is so close to the upper court, maybe one day, I will be able to see the young king of Tai Cang with my own eyes...

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