Chapter 391

However, the cold headmaster's eyes did not stay on them for long. He just took a look and looked back at the golden bird.

"Go back, no one will disturb you from now on." Principal Leng seems to be talking to the golden bird.

The golden bird actually lowered its head, as if to show that it understood, and then spread its wings to fly back to the top of the Longmen Grottoes.

"After today, no one is allowed to climb to the top of the Longmen Grottoes." Principal Leng stood up, and the throne of the magic lute disappeared. After that, he broke away and disappeared.

"When can I be as strong as principal Leng, and make those terrible dimensional creatures obey me." Li Xuan said enviously.

"Is principal Leng mythical?" Zhou Wen asked with a frown.

"It should not be. It's said that it's the peak of epic, and the throne of magic harp is the soul of perfect life. Some people say that principal Leng is probably the closest person to myth, and only half a step away from it." Li Xuan's words are full of admiration for president Leng.

"There are so many strong people in Luoyang!" Zhou Wen exclaimed.

"It must be strong. Principal Leng is the tutor of an dujun. If he can teach such strong students, how can he not be strong?" Li Xuan said.

"The tutor of antanzo?" Zhou Wen doesn't think it's great to be able to teach an Tianzuo, but principal Leng is really strong. The soul of the music department like the throne of magic lute is also an eye opener for Zhou Wen, who has never heard of it before.

Thinking of the music of the throne of magic Qin, Zhou Wen always felt that something was wrong.

Zhou Wen is not an emotional person. When he was listening to the music just now, his emotions didn't fluctuate much, but he burst into tears. It seems that something is wrong.

"Is it really the music of the throne that affects my mood?" Zhou Wenzong feels that's not the case.

"What's the matter? Let's go. We have to finish our homework. " Seeing that Zhou Wen was standing there without saying a word, Li Xuan was stunned and gave him a push.

Zhou Wen followed Li Xuan back to the Longmen Grottoes, but he was thinking about the music that principal Leng had just played with the throne of magic Qin.

"It's not music that affects my mood, absolutely not." Others may not care about such subtle changes in feelings, but Zhou Wen wants to understand the differences and has been thinking about what he feels is wrong.

"What's the matter? I've finished my homework. It's your turn." Li Xuan said while shooting Zhou Wen with his mobile phone.

Zhou Wen is not in the mood to do any homework task at all. He pulls out a bamboo knife and rushes to the stone beasts. One by one, he cleanly kills ten stone beasts, and then turns around and goes back.

He plans to go back to check the information of phonological power, and then find out whether the music of the throne of the magic harp has affected his mood or something else.

Li Xuan was used to Zhou Wen's strange behavior, so he didn't ask much.

After leaving the Longmen Grottoes, Zhou Wen went to the library of the college, where the materials were classified and much more complete than those on the Internet. Soon he found the area of phonology. There were dozens of meters of bookshelves with four rows of books on phonology.

Zhou Wen looked at it and found that most of them were books about music score and music knowledge, or teaching people to practice and sing, etc.

"It's no wonder that so few people are practicing the rhyme system, and so many materials are just teaching people how to learn music, but they have nothing to do with practice." In front of the bookshelf, Zhou Wen went to read one by one. After searching for a long time, he found only a few books related to the rhyme system.

From the only data, Zhou Wen found that the rhyme of vowel Qi is really interesting, or different.

The practice method of phonological Yuanqi Jue is similar to that of general Yuanqi Jue. Interestingly, the Yuanqi sea of phonological Yuanqi Jue is special.

In general, the sea of Yuan Qi in Yuan Qi Jue is one of the three elixir fields, while the sea of Yuan Qi in phonological yuan Qi Jue is the lung, which is very rare.

And unlike most people's imagination, there is no mention of music infecting emotions in the phonological data, just the theory of audio and vibration.

The destructive power of phonological force mainly comes from the pressure wave of sound.

Zhou Wen read a lot of materials, but he didn't understand why the throne of Moqin can affect the emotions of human beings and even dimensional creatures. Although there are some seemingly extraordinary theories, they have not been confirmed. Moreover, Zhou Wen feels that those theories are not consistent with the power of the throne of Moqin.

He didn't find the answer he wanted. Zhou Wen wanted to ask President Leng directly, but usually even his tutor and other vice presidents seldom meet President Leng. As a student, how could he meet President Leng.

It's getting dark and the library is closing. Zhou Wen has to go back to his dormitory and search the information about phonology on the Internet, but he can't find the answer he wants.

However, when browsing the academic forum, Zhou Wen saw a post about the vowel formula of phonology.

The name and content of the post make Zhou Wen feel very novel. The post is called the spatial dimension of sound. The person who sent the post is a student's ID, with low attention, dozens of clicks, and few replies.

There are few people in Xiyang college who practice Yuanqi Jue of phonology, so few people are interested in this post. However, after reading it, Zhou Wen's eyes shine.

Although the content of this post is strange and impractical, the ideas are very interesting.

After reading the post, Zhou Wen seems to understand why the throne of Moqin can affect his mood, but there are many places that he can't understand, and there is no way to find all the answers from the post.

Zhou Wen saw that the post was sent two years ago, and the author's ID was not online. After reading his post, he found that there was only one. He couldn't help feeling disappointed. It seems that the other party is not a person who often logs on to the forum.

Zhou Wen tried to send a private letter to the other party, but with a try mentality, he put forward several questions that troubled him.

Originally, Zhou Wen didn't hold much hope, but who knows that not long later, the other party returned his information and answered his questions in detail. Zhou Wengen had never heard of some strange statements, but he answered his doubts.