Ju Yunxiu looked into Qin Yi's eyes, and Qin Yi looked at each other calmly.
The eyes of both of them were gradually rippling.
Ju Yunxiu knew that Qin Yi didn't say something nice, and that kind of feeling was real.
Because Qin Yi is not a music-loving person, he is just interested and self-cultivation. The two know each other, not the music and painting itself, but the meaning.
Qin Yi like this, when he is interested, he draws a picture for some kind of record, which is normal. If he has nothing to do, he might be forced to play a flute.
unless someone is with you.
Then only she lives in Yunxiu. From the beginning, Qin Yi learned these things just to make peace with her.
Thinking of this, Ju Yunxiu is also a little proud: what kind of elegance does that stick know, hum.
but…
"In the past, you learned these things to calm your mind. I think you don't need these now, and you have already calmed down and slowed down." Ju Yunxiu asked: "Is it my illusion? "
Qin Yi raised his head and thought for a while: "It's the way of no phase that needs this. If it wasn't for Jiuying's troubles and I had to deal with it, I would probably stay in one place for a hundred years, slow down completely, and look at the misty rain around me. , the clouds in the mountains, play a piece of running water, make a pot of tea..."
Clear tea: "… "
Qin Yi stretched out his hand and tugged at the dull hair on Qingcha's head, and said with a smile, "Senior sister ordered Qingcha back then, that's what she was thinking, right?"
Ju Yunxiu tilted her head and smiled: "Your path without phase is actually my path to Huiyang, shameful."
"This is actually a consistent path, regardless of realm. I'm picking it up again now, but I'm looking back." Qin Yi continued to scratch his head: "I feel that the path is like this. I don't know how Taiqing will confirm it, but I think as long as there is no If someone comes to beat me, it’s not a big deal if it’s not clear enough.”
Ju Yunxiu laughed: "I think that if you continue to be in this state of mind, you will naturally become too clear."
Qin Yi continued to scratch his head: "Maybe."
In his opinion, it seems that the stupidity of pulling the tea is more important than the discussion of the way of Taiqing.
The tea finally exploded: "Uncle stinky, what are you touching!"
Qin Yi was delighted: "Your hair can stand upright without drooping, it's so cute. It's good to cultivate immortals."
"Ah!" Qing Cha turned to bite his hand.
I was so angry that Uncle Shi was no longer being bullied by Master, thinking that Uncle Master would save the poor Qingcha when he came, but in the end he couldn't do anything except touch the hair.
Qin Yi then fought and retreated, playing cat and cat boxing with Qing Cha, cheerfully.
"Pfft..." Ju Yunxiu finally laughed.
Let’s say he has changed a lot. His demeanor has indeed changed quite a bit. He has a bit of a leader’s taste and a bit of aura of Yuanding Yuezhi, but in fact he has never changed. , he is still him.
Qin Yi grabbed Qingcha's two small fists with one big hand. Qingcha kicked with his foot, but he couldn't kick, and then he couldn't kick, but he still couldn't kick, so he burst into tears.
Qin Yi hurriedly coaxed: "Don't cry, don't cry, Qing tea is good, I'll give you this."
Said and handed a small jade bottle, Qing Cha sniffled with tears in her eyes: "What is this?"
"Bei Ming's ice crystal essence, a drop of clear dew condensed."
Ju Yunxiu moved slightly: "Good thing."
Qin Yi smiled and said, "It's probably good for plants... It's said that Qing tea has been transformed by Jianmu sap, why is the cultivation still so slow? I'm not willing to let her turn back into a piece of tea that can no longer be lit after her birthday is over."
Qing Cha grabbed the small jade bottle and stopped crying, her eyes were dripping.
Ju Yunxiu's beautiful eyes turned around Qing Cha and him for several times. After all, she didn't say anything, she just pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Qing Cha has opened the five aggregates, and has the ability to practice. As long as you and I can pay more attention to the clouds, you will be able to shine the sun, and you will be able to rise higher. As long as you and I pay more attention... it will be stupid, but it will be saved..."
Qing Cha said: "I'm not stupid. I can paint well!"
Qin Yi beckoned, Qing Cha came over, and Qin Yi asked in his ear, "Have you drawn a book recently?"
"The essence of painting, yes." Qing Cha said, "I painted Master's..."
Qin Yi was ecstatic: "Show me... By the way, don't show it to others."
"No, no, only I have seen it myself." Qing Cha surreptitiously took out the drawing from under her skirt.
A slender hand reached out and grabbed Qingcha's ear, and threw it under the Baiyu Bridge.
A scream came, and a piece of tea swayed and flowed with the water.
Qin Yi shrank his head.
Ju Yunxiu looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile: "You said you drew a picture some time ago, show it to me."
Qin Yi sat beside her and took out the things he drew when he was living in seclusion in a small town a few days ago.
Ju Yunxiu took it and read it one by one.
At the beginning, he just nodded slightly, thinking that Qin Yi's painting was good, and he was very good at painting.
But looking at it, I gradually became fascinated.
She felt the smell of "spirit".
That is to say, the book of the book fairy and her paintings can have some kind of spirituality, which is also the premise of realization, and can be realized under the operation of their special techniques.
But Qin Yi's spirit... made her feel a little different...
It seems that it can't be manifested... But for some reason, there is a feeling that the origin of the Dao is lingering in it.
Let Liusu Yaoguang look at these paintings, and they may not have the feeling of Ju Yunxiu. This is the counterpart.
"These paintings of yours... seem to have a very high Dao state in them, which makes me feel like something too pure." Ju Yunxiu said in a dreamy voice, "Is this really what you painted?"
"Yes... In those days, there were some realms that I didn't know clearly." Qin Yi said with some regret: "I originally left the small town and wanted to continue in the demon city, but unfortunately Jiuying had a lot of shit, and finally this mood was washed away. It's hard to find it now."
Ju Yunxiu said in a daze: "Since you have already done it, maybe you can still get it. What else do you want to paint?"
"Things. Jianmu or something..." Qin Yi said, "I still want to write when the painting is almost done."
"Huh? Don't you already have matching words in the picture?"
"It's not the same. I'm looking back on what I've seen in my life. Those words are only illustrations, and they're part of paintings."
"Then what do you mean..."
"Since it is a memory arrangement, then the memories are not necessarily all people and things, there are other things..." Qin Yi said: "For example, the way you know, like this fairy palace Wandao? I will write it down one by one, yes I will do a complete review of what I know and what I have learned, and I should look for it here.”
Ju Yunxiu stared at him for a while, and suddenly said, "Wait when you finish this, and integrate them with the world of mountains and rivers, okay?"
Qin Yi said casually: "No problem, if you really do that, then that's the change of the painting, right?"
Ju Yunxiu said to himself inaudibly: "Taiqing? No no... more than..."
Qin Yi didn't hear what she said. When she mentioned the world of mountains and rivers, his mind turned to this place. Seeing the faint blood in the picture scroll, even the scene in the painting was covered up. He couldn't help but ask: "Can Zuo Qingtian handle it?"
"Well, he is too strong, this bloody power has destroyed the entire painting world several times... Fortunately, this is just a painting..." Ju Yunxiu's eyes fell back to the picture scroll, and she said with some distress: "If you follow the routine I might need a long-term retreat to do this thing specifically... But is the current situation suitable?"
Qin Yi took out his mace: "I'll stab him!"
Ju Yunxiu laughed dumbly, recalling the scene of tossing Feng Bulu back then.
"Zuo Qingtian is not Feng Burui. Your separation is almost meaningless to him. Even if it is Feng Burui, it was formed by the impact of the soul power after the great Qianyuan, not by your stick."
"Then I will also charge him with my soul power. My cultivation is higher than his."
Ju Yunxiu's beautiful eyes wandered, and she chuckled: "What can be introduced into the painting world is not only soul power, but also voice. Didn't you say that there is no one who wants to play the flute? Now I am here."
In a sense, these words have the meaning of a wenqing version of begging for happiness. You want the piano and the chorus to mingle with no one, and now I am... Of course, this meaning is extremely obscure. mean. Qin Yi's heart was itchy, but she had to cooperate with her. We are just fighting the enemy for the sake of music, I'm sure.
Qin Yi took out the Yunxiu flute and put it on his lips.
Ju Yunxiu's cheeks were slightly red, she lowered her head not to look at him, and took out the lyre.
Amidst the blushing and fervent heart, a voiceless voice suddenly broke out, breaking the blood-colored sky in the painting world.
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PS: I wanted to take a lunch break yesterday afternoon, but I woke up in the middle of the night after falling asleep. This chapter makes up for yesterday's update, and there are two more updates today, afternoon and evening.