When I returned to my house, I began to study the zither score I had just received.
"Is this really the High Mountain Flowing Water's zither score?" My sister finished her chores and came over.
"Of course, it's the High Mountain Flowing Water's zither score. Even if it's a fake, it's still the High Mountain Flowing Water. If it were that simple, why would the antique street have so many experts waiting for me to pick it up? "I smiled.
"That's true. But why did you pay ten thousand renminbi? I know you're a capable person and you're good at making money. However, you shouldn't spend money like that. "My sister didn't understand.
"Because it's worth that price. Although I'm not sure if this zither score is Boya's High Mountain Flowing Water, I'm sure that the person who made this zither score is an expert. I'm afraid that his level wouldn't be lower than Boya's. Moreover, even if this zither score isn't Boya's zither score, it must be the zither score left by a grandmaster zither master.
"You have such a high opinion of this zither score?" My sister asked seriously. She knew that I wouldn't talk nonsense. She must have known from the thoughts left on the zither.
"When I was in the antique shop, I wanted to check the zither score, but a zither sound directly blew it away. This thought was really powerful. No wonder this zither score could be preserved for so many years without much damage. I guess this zither master could enter the Dao through the zither. Perhaps the thought he left on the zither score was a wisp of Dao. When any skill reaches the peak, it can capture the principles of heaven and earth. Merging with the principles of heaven and earth is entering the Dao. The reason why cultivators can enter the Dao is because they can merge with the principles of heaven and earth. Therefore, it's not wrong to say that this zither master was a cultivator. " I spread out the bamboo slips. If one only used their naked eyes to look at them, they wouldn't be able to see anything special about the bamboo slips. However, I was able to use my Divine Sense to see that there was a faint halo covering the surface of the sword. It was the Dao Aura. When my Divine Sense wanted to check the zither score, it was directly reflected by the Dao Aura.
"You can't touch the thoughts now. What are you going to do?" asked my sister.
"It's okay. I can't rush it. I have to take my time. I will slowly deal with this wisp of Dao Aura. I believe that I can digest this wisp of Dao Aura. It was a pity that he couldn't find a guqin or a guqin with the thoughts of an ancient guqin master attached to it. This way, my understanding of the zither will be more thorough, and it will be more helpful to me in comprehending this wisp of Dao intent, "I said.
"Let's go back to the museum tomorrow. There are a lot of collections there. There seem to be some ancient musical instruments among the collections on display this time. Maybe there is the guqin you want to see. If it is authentic, maybe you can get some useful ideas from it. "His sister turned on the computer and checked the collection to be displayed in the museum. Unfortunately, the things he read on the Internet were not detailed.
The next morning, we went to the museum. Sure enough, we saw a lot of collections in the museum that I was very interested in. Among them was a well-preserved guqin. Fortunately, there was no rare Dao Rhyme on this zither. However, there were many pure thoughts attached to it. It could be seen that although these zither masters were skilled, they still had a long way to go before they could reach the level of Daoist Rhymes in the "High Mountain Flowing Water" zither score. However, it was exactly what I needed. If it really had dao spirituality, then I really wouldn't be able to do anything about it. Because it's impossible for me to figure out what to do with that Dao Rhyme in a short period of time. Moreover, I don't know when the next time these collections will be displayed will be. Once the opportunity is missed, there won't be another one.
In fact, I also know that the Dao Rhyme can only be obtained once. It can already be considered a great luck. If I want more, I'll be too greedy. It won't be that easy to find it.
After absorbing the thoughts on the guqin one by one, I immediately had no problems using the guqin. I even learned how to play many ancient songs. My understanding of the guqin also rose to a relatively high level. At least I'm no longer the ignorant rookie from before.
There are a lot of calligraphy and painting works here, and they are all very powerful works. Many of them are even national treasures. This has benefited me a lot, but I really haven't seen a work with Dao Rhyme. A national museum actually doesn't have a collection of treasures from a person who has attained Dao. Speaking of which, it's very strange. Logically speaking, there had been quite a number of Grand Masters throughout history. Although Grand Masters who had comprehended "Dao" were rare, there were still some. However, in a national museum, they actually didn't find any. How is this possible? Could it be that Old Jiang brought them to Taiwan?
The collections in the museum made me feel dazzled. These works of art have indeed reached the top level. From the thoughts attached to the works of art, I can compare them. Any one of the collections here can't be compared to the goods on the antique street.
When I came here, I was like a sponge that had been squeezed dry. I saw that it could absorb all kinds of thoughts. Fortunately, my soul is strong enough. Coupled with the experience of the Cultivation Civilization's sea of consciousness, it was easy for me to absorb. However, due to the large number of collections, my sister and I went back very late. At noon, we were hungry. Of course, I didn't feel hungry. When we came out of the museum, the two of us were already hungry.
The next day, it was a new week.
"First, I'll summarize everyone's recent performance. Overall, our class is doing pretty well in all aspects. Everyone can enthusiastically sign up and actively participate in various activities. However, I found that the number of people participating in some activities is still a bit low. For example, the calligraphy and art competitions, the number of people participating is a bit low. I remember that when school started, there were many students among you who introduced themselves that they had a specialty in calligraphy and art. Oh right, I remember who said that they were good at Oracle Bone Script and Seal Script. "The homeroom teacher, Wang Dapeng, said.
"It's Huang Jingyang. I remember it very clearly. " Tan Liwen said loudly, "At that time, I thought that I would have a chance to compare notes with Huang Jingyang classmate in calligraphy in the future. I didn't expect that this time, he didn't sign up at all. "
"Huang Jingyang's main energy is now in the class basketball league. He doesn't have time to participate in some calligraphy competition with you. Tan Liwen, you became a deserter, and you also want to pull Huang Jingyang away? "Wei Mohen said very discontentedly.
"What deserter? I only play basketball to exercise my body, not to participate in the competition. Didn't you all gather the people now? Then why should I join in the fun? The calligraphy competition mainly depends on individual strength. If Huang Jingyang has the strength, then he can take care of both the basketball competition and the calligraphy and art competitions with his strength, "Tan Liwen said.
"Huang Jingyang, I remember that you once said that you are proficient in Oracle Bone Script and Seal Script. Why didn't you sign up for this competition? "Wang Shipeng said.
"I'm not very interested. Also, I'm proficient in Oracle Bone Script and Seal Script, that means that I can understand Oracle Bone Script and Seal Script, not because my calligraphy is good. But since Laoshi said so, then I'll sign up, "I didn't really care. It just so happened that I was interested in calligraphy and art during this period of time. I also felt a bit itchy, and wanted to know how good I was.
"Okay, Huang Jingyang sign up. Prepare one or two works in the next few days. Are you going to hand in calligraphy or art? "Wang Shipeng just wrote on the form, then raised his head and asked.
"Ah, I just need to hand in one? I thought I had to hand in both, "I didn't know which one to choose.
"Then hand in two," Wang Shipeng was a bit surprised.
"Yeah, if you're good at both calligraphy and art, then when the time comes, you'll get first place in two, that would be amazing," Tan Liwen smiled.
Tan Liwen brought a few works to school in the past few days, although it was to let the students in the class criticize and correct, in reality, it was to show off. However, I saw that the basics of his works were solid, but the level was very limited. This was because I couldn't even see the pure thoughts of children's works in his calligraphy works, nor could I feel any stronger thoughts. His works were the kind of imitations that were completely careless. Although it looked decent, it didn't have any meaning.
"Pretentious my ass! Isn't it just knowing how to write two words? Huang Jingyang, you can always surprise me, f * ck him over! "Wei Mohen patted me on the shoulder.
"Aren't you a bit too confident in me? I only started practicing calligraphy these few days, I haven't had time to digest it after going to art exhibitions and museums. I might not be able to write it then, "I said truthfully.
"Keep pretending. Last time you said you didn't know how to play basketball. You just like to pretend to be a pig to eat a tiger, "Wei Mohen had more confidence in me than I did in myself.
I really wasn't sure, although I digested the experience of those artists, it wasn't easy to realize their experience. Especially since I haven't practiced at all. Calligraphy has a foundation. Back when jiejie was at my house, she used to practice calligraphy. But after jiejie left, I practiced less and less. In the past few years, I basically threw those things away. It could barely be considered as having a foundation. But this picture, whether it was traditional Chinese painting, oil painting, or any other kind of painting, I haven't painted it before. And I haven't learned it properly.
"I'll try my best," I scratched my head.
When I got home, I started to buy the ink and paper needed for the competition, as well as some traditional Chinese painting paints.
"Jingyang, are you preparing these things to pick up calligraphy again? Or are you going to learn traditional Chinese painting? "Jiejie asked curiously.
"Is the school holding a competition recently? I signed up, "I said without turning my head.
"Ah?" Jiejie was very surprised, "You signed up without even practicing?"
I nodded.
"Aiya, you child. Aren't you too confident in yourself? If you mess up, your classmates will definitely laugh at you, "Jiejie said helplessly.
"It doesn't matter," I really didn't care what other people thought of me.
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