After putting away the pill formula, Long Xuan stretched lazily, then finally pushed open the door and walked out of the little villa.
Outside, Di Xin had placed a pile of formation materials on the ground. She seemed to be studying formations so obsessively that she had forgotten food and sleep, not even noticing him coming out.
After this month, Qin Mingyue seemed to have resigned herself to fate. She had finally emerged from her despair and was sitting in a small pavilion playing the qin, its melody lingering gracefully in the air, pleasing to the ear.
Music was a Great Dao in this world, with an extraordinarily high ceiling, yet few people cultivated the Music Path. Gu cultivators who used the power of music were exceedingly rare.
Thus, despite having been in this world for so long, this was Long Xuan's first time hearing its music. Deeply intrigued, he followed the sound and slowly walked over.
When he reached Qin Mingyue and looked at the ancient qin beneath her hands, Long Xuan's heart stirred.
This was also his first contact with this world's music, so only now did he learn that the qins here resembled those of ancient times in his previous life. They had only five strings and were called Five-String Qins, with the notes gong, shang, jue, zhi, and yu.
Yet Five-String Qins had long since been eliminated by Seven-String Zithers in his previous life.
A complete scale should have seven notes: do, re, mi, fa, so, la, si.
The Music Path of this world was actually incomplete, missing a full two notes.
That meant the development of music in this world had strayed from the orthodox path and completely gone astray.
And yet such a backward musical system had made the Music Path one of this