Dragon's Origin

Chapter 454: Small Theater (Part 2)

Previously, inside the Yuanhun space, in the large pool, there was initially white mist, which later turned into gray mist, and finally into black mist, becoming increasingly viscous. Although it contained a lot of spiritual Qi, it was ultimately in a gaseous state.

Wang Sheng clearly sensed that drop of clear liquid; it had distinctly transformed into liquid spiritual Qi. Wang Sheng thought that this should be called spiritual liquid.

This was the first time that spiritual liquid had appeared in the Yuanhun space, completely different from spiritual Qi. Wang Sheng could even feel the surging spiritual Qi contained within. This one drop of spiritual liquid might be worth an entire pool of white spiritual Qi.

Unfortunately, Wang Sheng's current cultivation realm was low, and the Gongfu Yuanhun was always lying still, not absorbing or releasing the spiritual Qi in the pool, so Wang Sheng didn't know what the effect would be.

However, based on the knowledge of physics, it's normal for liquid to be denser than gas, so Wang Sheng could be sure that spiritual liquid must be stronger than spiritual Qi.

The performance was nearing its end. Wang Sheng disengaged from the state of spiritual Qi body tempering and was surprised to find that he remembered all the details of the band's performance.

Perhaps it was because his cultivation rhythm was mixed with the music rhythm. As long as there was still memory of the cultivation rhythm, he would definitely remember the details of the music.

When the last note fell, Wang Sheng stood up again and led the applause. They were indeed excellent musicians, at least at the third-seat level, surpassing the average level of everyone performing in the Grand Theater.

If Wang Sheng were to judge, their average level could basically reach the level of a grandmaster. After all, these people had been carefully guided by Master Yu for so long.

Master Yu and the band members stood in place, waiting for Wang Sheng's comments.

"How was it?" Wang Sheng didn't directly comment but turned to the old Daoists of the Qing generation and asked.

"There is indeed a phenomenon of spiritual Qi vibration." Several old Daoists of the Qing generation nodded in unison, affirming that this small theater had the same effect as the Grand Theater.

"Mei'er and Qiangwei, what do you think?" Wang Sheng then asked the two women.

Both women shook their heads. Whether from a cultivation perspective or a musical perspective, they couldn't say anything. Although Qiangwei had learned some music, chess, calligraphy, and painting when she was young, she was still far behind Master Yu and those who truly specialized in the field.

"Then let's go through them one by one in order!" Wang Sheng didn't stand on ceremony. The reason why Master Yu was willing to bring the band members to perform in the small theater was not just for Wang Sheng's appreciation, but also for his professional comments.

"Start from the leftmost." Wang Sheng pointed to the musicians in the band and began to comment. He pointed out which rhythm was slightly lacking during the performance, which timbre was slightly obscure, which part didn't infuse the correct emotion, and which melody didn't coordinate well with the conductor. The musician playing the Guqin looked ashen.

He originally thought he was the Guqin principal of the orchestra, holding the superb Guqin carefully tuned by Master Yu. He thought the performance was perfect, but Wang Sheng actually pointed out so many shortcomings in one breath, which was simply unbelievable.

It would be better if he could argue, indicating that Wang Sheng had misheard. But when Wang Sheng pointed them out one by one, he recalled and realized that those places were indeed slightly flawed as Wang Sheng said, not off by even a bit.

So, the perfection he thought he had achieved was far from it. This was also the reason why the Guqin principal looked ashen. He was very clear that if Wang Sheng suggested that Master Yu invite a group of musical grandmasters to come out of the mountains, and he didn't make any progress, then his position as principal would probably be difficult to maintain, and he might be demoted to the second or third seat. Having just tasted the taste of being the principal, how could he be willing to be demoted?

After finishing with one, Wang Sheng immediately started on the second. He wasn't targeting anyone, but wanted to improve everyone's overall level and then improve the overall effect. Of course, the improvement process was beneficial to everyone. Everyone listened honestly and carefully, remembering firmly to avoid making the same mistakes again.

After commenting on everyone one by one, everyone had an attitude of sincere admiration. They admired Wang Sheng, the ever-victorious Duke, to the point of prostration. Being able to hear the subtle flaws of each person in such a large group performance and remember them so clearly was not an ordinary skill.

The band members were dismissed by Master Yu, and only Master Yu and Wang Sheng and his audience were left in the small theater. At this point, Master Yu said to Wang Sheng, "You've commented on them all. What about me, the conductor? What problems are there with the conducting?"

Wang Sheng didn't comment on Master Yu's conducting before. In his opinion, Master Yu's conducting was already perfect. Master Yu had a deeper understanding of the deep layers of the music than Wang Sheng.

"Perfect!" Wang Sheng directly gave the simplest evaluation with two words, and at the same time gave a thumbs up: "Master, if it weren't for the rhythm of your conducting, integrating your life's experiences and cultivation experiences into the performance, how could I have followed the rhythm to cultivate?"

"There's such a thing?" Master Yu was single-minded when performing and didn't expect such a thing. He hurriedly asked what was going on.

"This is the third time!" Wang Sheng smiled at Master Yu: "You also know that my cultivation level has dropped a bit recently, but after listening to your three concerts, I have advanced three times while cultivating with your rhythm."

"Rhythm? Spiritual Qi? Cultivation?" Master Yu fell into deep thought. Could there be some connection between them?

"Could it be that Master, you mobilized all your energy when conducting?" Qingchen, the old Daoist next to him, saw that Wang Sheng and Master Yu were both a little lost in thought, and asked, "Unconsciously using spiritual Qi, so that's why you guided the Elder's cultivation rhythm?"

"It's possible!" Master Yu pondered his state during the performance and didn't dare to be completely sure, but he didn't deny it either.

"I have a question." Wang Sheng was reminded by Qingchen, the old Daoist, and also thought of a little connection: "The reason why the spiritual Qi vibration is relatively weak is because the band didn't integrate spiritual Qi when performing? What would happen if everyone used spiritual Qi when performing?"

Everyone's eyes lit up when they heard this. Music can guide the rhythm of cultivation, but where does the spiritual Qi vibration come from? The only one who used spiritual Qi was Master Yu. If the band members all used spiritual Qi, it might really form a large spiritual Qi vibration.

"I'll go back and let them try it." Master Yu immediately became interested again and was about to turn around and leave.

"Master!" Wang Sheng called out to Master Yu: "If it really works, I'm afraid no one in this world will underestimate musicians anymore!"