The next day, the small print next to the painting was a little richer: "When the emperor tassel was here, he came out on the tenth day. The nine infants came out of the fierce water, drowned the earth and dried up thousands of miles. The tassel slashed the golden crow in Yanggu, and Yaoguang captured it. Nine babies in the fierce waters... the world is settled."
"Huh..." A scholar passed by, frowning and pondering: "Somewhat interesting... Are you telling history? Or making up stories?"
Qin Yi still raised his head and smiled: "If you believe it, you have it, if you don't believe it, you don't."
"...How much is one serving?"
"Ten texts."
"A piece of painting with a few words is so expensive... You might as well go grab it!"
The scholar walked away.
Qin Yi lowered his head and painted, ignoring him.
Write a few words for a day, and the story is still ready... Is it laziness? no.
is practice.
After all, it came from the Myriad Dao Immortal Palace, and the cultivation method of the Myriad Dao Immortal Palace can always be used as his technique.
Some are similar to Shuxian's commentary on history. Qin Yizheng is trying to concentrate his energy in this narrative. Every stroke is very slow. It seems that there are only a few words, but in fact, his mind has been exhausted.
It's not the same as that of a book fairy or a senior sister. The kind of calligraphy spirit summoned by the senior sister will not be born... Qin Yi doesn't know what will happen in the end.
For him, it is just a review of experience, sorting out what he knows, and sorting out his mind.
In this mortal alley, write about the things of immortals and gods.
If it can be spread, it is the gathering of the wishes of all living beings. If it cannot be spread, then just write it for yourself.
Don't force it, don't be stubborn.
A white ball-shaped paperweight pressed against the edge of the paper. Seeing the scholar go away, Bai Qiu said, "Write more, blow me up, don't write about Yao Guang."
Qin Yi: "...you are a paperweight now, and do the paperweight work well."
"Hmph." Bai Qiu hummed: "You wrote it too briefly, Yao Guang and I each say a sentence, it doesn't show that I am above her."
"It's always you first, she comes after." Qin Yi smiled and said, "I'm not a historian."
Tassel knew that he couldn't let him write whatever he wanted, so he had to make a paperweight angrily, in fact, just squatted aside to watch Qin Yi draw and write in an upright manner.
Qin Yi's heart is very peaceful, and he really feels that he will not get tired of living like this for a long time.
This is meditation.
In fact, Liusu didn't know the details of Qin Yi's practice. She knew the big things, but the details were different for everyone.
Qin Yi's path has long been different from hers, and the path can only be followed by himself.
There is a white fox in the painting, which is extremely charming and has horns on its back: "The country of the white people is in the north of the dragon fish, with a white body and hair. There is a yellow fox, whose shape is like a fox, with horns on its back, and its life span is two thousand years old. ."
Cheng Cheng's face flashed through his heart, with a frown and a smile, as if he had seen it in person.
"Three trees in the north of the fire-weary, living in the red water, the trees are like cypresses, and the leaves are all pearls..."
In the ring, the fruits of three trees are flickering.
"The country of Guanxiong is in its east, and its people are Hungarian and know how..."
The method of visceral replacement, which can live without a heart, is vaguely prominent in the learned laws.
In fact, this item is the biggest highlight of Qin Yi's "going back" at present. It was analyzed and learned for him after Gouzi swallowed it. Now that I have "lit up" myself, I have found that any broken limbs can be reborn, or broken heads can be reborn from here.
This is the fun of the fairy family in the old legend, how many children the magic of Sun Monkey envy in those days.
It used to be the purpose of my own practice, and the thing I was most interested in... I ended up missing it.
Now it's like turning out from a pile of old papers, there are full surprises.
"Kunlun is empty in its east, empty in all directions. The empty, the ruins, the illusion, the absoluteness of heaven and earth, the intersection of ancient and modern."
The past with Miss Yue reappeared in her heart bit by bit, and she played in the lotus pond. Miss Yue's hands were soft, and the liquid of life overflowed in the water of the pond.
"Crack!" The white ball paperweight rioted and hit him on the head.
Qin Yi hugged his head: "Be careful of being seen."
"No one cares about you at all, and now even children don't come to see you, saying you are nonsense." Bai Qiu sat on his head and shook his head: "It's been ten days, and you've written something... In the eyes of others, a story There is no story, and the location is inexplicably messy, who cares."
Qin Yi has been writing and drawing for more than ten days, and none of the spicy chicken Xiaobaiwen has been sold.
If it weren't for the preset "a few taels of silver that I eloped with," it would have been enough in this small county for a long time, otherwise I would have starved to death long ago.
That's it, it's almost time to sit and eat. After all, my daughter-in-law is a bit extravagant, and she can't move chicken, duck, or fish, and Aunt Zhang frowns.
Said that your husband went to work and worked hard to make up for his body... What kind of work did your husband work
"It's almost there, just a few more days." Qin Yi made a final stroke and said with a smile, "It's okay to be 'caught back by the family', or I can't wait and run away, our way back It's not just this stop."
Tassel is alert: "Where are you going?"
Qin Yi's eyes flickered: "Some... places I have experienced in low-level cultivation."
Xianji Village, just came out of there, no.
Nanli Li Huocheng is meaningless. Even if you want to pay homage to an old friend, you can go to the Ancestral Temple of the Royal Family in Longyuan City.
Looking back in order, where should I go next
Cross the fractured valley, the demon city of white country.
Are you looking back? You are going to prostitute!
Tassel jumped to the ground, grew into a big beauty, turned around and entered the house, already holding a mace in his hand.
Qin Yi hurriedly stopped: "Eh, what are you doing?"
"Rehearse how I'm going to beat her up."
Qin Yi touched her chin and looked at her without speaking for a while.
Tassel holding the mace suddenly felt a little helpless to be seen: "You, what are you looking at?"
"I'm looking back, what kind of posture did you and Cheng Cheng use at the time to make you eat melons in ecstasy... I forgot... "
"Go back, look back at you, I'll blow up your stinky head so you can see it!" Liusu chased him all the way with his mace: "Put your head out, don't hit me today, don't think I hit you tonight !"
A joke is a joke, although sooner or later, no one knows that it is impossible to stay in this mortal world forever.
But it won't turn into a rush again, as if it's time to leave after finishing something.
While the couple were fighting, the sun was rising and the moon was setting, but Qin Yi was still painting and writing at the door.
Still one has not been sold.
The "family" who he imagined would come to take him back has not yet appeared, and it is almost winter, and he is not planning to set off for Chunwei.
The girls who once thought he had a great future and wanted to catch up with him have long since disappeared, and no matter how handsome his face was, he couldn't be eaten.
The gossip began to increase, from "Master Wei" to "Little White Face".
Humanity is warm and cold, nothing more than that.
This is also looking back.
Not to mention the immortal road is high and far, in fact, it is like this everywhere on the immortal road, but Qin Yi has seen very few.
He was so lucky.
No contempt, no ridicule, no rise up and slap in the face, at most, they were wanted and fled once. This way, the immortal journey has made great progress, but it has actually experienced a scorching cold in the mortal world.
It's actually very interesting.
When you look at these from different perspectives, you really have a feeling of detachment. You are not the protagonist in it, but the surrounding market is.
Correspondingly, if it is used in the immortal way, it is also cultivation. The detachment that people dream of, this is one of them.
Therefore, the transcendence is not the mundane, the fairy and the common are the same. If you really think that leaving the mundane world and involving higher levels of power and struggle is called detachment, then you are wrong...
Everyone is in the mortal world, and no one is ever detached.
The only thing that transcends is your own heart.
Be careful, where is the immortal mountain
"Xiao Wei, stop painting, come and eat."
Zhang Lao Zhang's voice sounded behind him, Qin Yi turned back and smiled.
The attitude of Old Zhang's husband and wife was a bit interesting. There was no small flattery before, but there was no feeling of others wanting to demote you to the ground. Instead, the tone was a bit more cordial.
It's like having a popular family and living in two juniors who don't grow up, so I hate that iron is not steel.
They even plan to waive their rent.
"I still have to go and feed Brother Zhang medicine?"
"Yeah, you can't hang yourself without taking medicine."
"Let me feed, my husband is tired after a busy day."
"You..." Zhang Lao Zhang was very hesitant: "I'm afraid you, my son, will spill the medicine if you feed it."
"Ha." Qin Yi smiled: "I can't make money, but I'm really good at giving medicine."
Carrying the medicine bowl into the bed of Lao Zhang's stupid son, Qin Yi stood quietly for a moment, and sprinkled new medicine powder with his fingers.
If you can't cross all sentient beings, whatever you see will help you.
If you want to do it, do it, this is the law.
Stressing what to do, how to do it...seriously, doesn't make much sense.
Those are the thoughts of the Emperor of Heaven and the Human Sovereign. I really have to consider this. Let's talk about Yaoguang... I hope that next time we meet, I won't be beaten to death by her.
Qin Yi carefully fed the patient medicine and turned to look out the window.
This year's snow came a little early.