"I didn't expect my teacher and brother to draw a Dao, but my younger brother unexpectedly gave me new inspiration." Ju Yunxiu finally regained her elegant appearance, and bowed to Qin Yi: "As a senior sister, you have nothing to repay, just..."
Just promise
Seeing that Ju Yunxiu picked up the tea and shook it for a while, the tea "bang" turned into a green tea with tender tips.
Ju Yunxiu held the tender tip of the tea leaves and threw it into the pot: "Just invite junior brother to drink tea."
After he finished speaking, the tender tips of the tea leaves jumped out of the pot again and turned into clear tea again.
Ju Yunxiu elegantly raised the pot and poured a cup for Qin Yi: "Don't worry, there is absolutely no dust on Qing tea, it is pure fairy spirit. Others can't drink it, except for me. The first to drink…”
"..." Qin Yi looked at the tea in front of him, and then looked at the tea that was about to cry without tears, and was speechless.
By the way, Senior Sister Ju, stop being elegant, the character of the elegant fairy has collapsed.
Ju Yunxiu took a sip of tea and said, "My junior brother has a unique idea about painting. If you learn this way, you don't have to think about anything else. Let's put it aside for the time being. From today, my teacher brother will paint."
Qin Yi's heart moved: "How to teach?"
In my mind, there is a scene where the beautiful tutor is next to her, holding her pen with her slender hands, and drawing together. The fragrance penetrated into the tip of the nose, and the softness around me could be touched with the touch of my arm...
"Master, what are you thinking about?"
"Ah, no no."
Ju Yunxiu smiled slightly, stretched out an index finger, and tapped Qin Yi's forehead.
Qin Yi's sea of consciousness was shaken lightly, and countless incomprehensible consciousnesses drilled into it like a real entity. Light and shadow, lines, light and shade, weight, color, and use of spirit... Finally, they formed a "painting Tao", which was silent in the heart.
"This is to teach me to draw?" Qin Yi's expression was as unrequited as Qing Cha beside him.
"Xiandao teaching, isn't it like this?" Ju Yunxiu looked at him strangely: "Is it like teaching Meng Tong, teaching you hand by hand?"
Qin Yi was really embarrassed to ask for help, so he could only sigh, "Okay, since it's this kind of teaching method, let's teach flute together, too many skills won't overwhelm you."
Ju Yunxiu pointed at his eyebrows again: "It's easy to teach you this way, and it only takes a moment to teach you all kinds of musical instruments. But if you're not really obsessed with it, at most you'll gain skills, not the way."
"Acquiring skills is enough. It can be cultivated, cultivated, cleansed from vulgarity, and become an immortal. That is my Tao." Qin Yi bowed: "Thank you, senior sister, for teaching the skills."
Ju Yunxiu was a little curious: "Why did you change your temperament, what about that pitiful lost expression just now?"
Qin Yi smiled: "Because I should understand that I came to visit Dao after all, not for other messy thoughts."
Ju Yunxiu nodded thoughtfully, turned her hands over, and added a white jade flute: "This is an embryonic instrument, which is given to the younger brother. The effect of the sacrifice is entirely up to the younger brother's own mind. What auxiliary materials are lacking? If so, let the boy come to me."
Qin Yi took the jade flute, bowed again, turned around and floated away.
This is also karma.
The mace is a martial arts weapon, not an immortal magic weapon. As a cultivator of both immortal and martial arts, Qin Yi lacks an immortal artifact. That Demon Slayer Sword was too high-level and could only be used as a big move. After Qin's heart was stabilized, he should have cultivated a magic weapon that was suitable for him.
Originally, I hadn't figured out what kind of magic weapon I should build, and I didn't have any concept in my heart, but now I don't have to think about it at all, it's just natural.
Seeing Qin Yi's back disappearing gracefully, Ju Yunxiu has been brooding, looking at the sky absentmindedly.
Qing Cha tilted his neck to look at her from the side.
Ju Yunxiu didn't turn her head and said expressionlessly, "What are you looking at?"
"Master's attitude towards this uncle is different from those of those who were fake teachers in the past. He taught the real method and gave him the embryo that he originally wanted to practice."
"Because he brought me new painting methods, I should repay it."
"That kind of painting is of very little value to Master, and at most it's just a supplement." Qing Cha pouted and said, "Isn't it because Master has no companion at all, has he always been looking forward to it?"
"Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting are all my companions. Men are big pigs' hoofs, what is there to look forward to?" Ju Yunxiu yawned and went back to the room: "Sleep and sleep, accidentally learned a new method, relaxed and happy, I should have a good dream today. "
Over there, Qin Yi returned to the cave, and sat by the stream beside the medicine garden. He held the jade flute for a few laps and said with a smile, "Bangbang, I really didn't expect that I would go to Asgard to visit Taoism and actually learn flute and painting. Painting, this was not my original intention at first, but it seems to be the case when it comes to the end. How could the leisurely and ethereal nature of the fairy family be lacking in poetry and painting? Maybe in the sound of the landscape flute, I can become enlightened. "
Really sitting in the cave, not knowing the sun and the moon, it may be difficult for me to improve. I have this feeling in the ancient corpse cave. That kind of meditation is different from the birth in my heart.
As for Fuqin's painting, it may be more suitable for this kind of meaning. Therefore, I am not learning music and painting, but I am trying to find the meaning of birth and understanding of nature, just like when I saw Ju Yunxiu playing the qin, the white clouds came out, and the spirit birds fluttered.
Therefore, the suitable immortal way is not a Taoist priest like Wang Chongyang, but it seems to be a peach blossom like Huang Yaoshi.
This piano, chess, calligraphy and painting sect is right.
He put the flute to his lips and blew a tune lightly.
It was the piece that Ju Yunxiu had played before. With a single instruction, he didn't even have to learn the sheet music.
The flute sounded slowly, and a bird curiously fell down and stopped on the branch. Qin Yi smiled and stretched out his hand, and the bird fluttered and stopped in his palm.
The image of water in the body becomes more ethereal and stronger. There is a feeling that the spirit and the flesh are sublimated together spontaneously.
It is faster than the speed of the meditation in the cave.
No wonder Ju Yunxiu doesn't need to meditate at all. Since she is practicing when she plays the piano, draws, and reads books, why don't she sleep when she is free
It's really fun.
"Bangbang, cultivating immortals is really fun."
"Is it more fun than a woman?"
"Well, it must be added, because Senior Sister is a beauty, so immortal cultivation is fun."
Tassel laughed dumbly: "I don't know if it's a bit unpleasant for me to destroy your mood now."
Qin Yi smiled and said, "I know what you want to say... I should sacrifice and refine the magic weapon, right?"
"Not bad." Tassel said: "Do you know what I thought when Ju Yunxiu gave you such an embryo?"
"Huh? What?"
"If you use it against the enemy, can you think of several uses for music?"
"Sound waves hurt people, fascinate people, inspire one's own side, that's about it, right?"
"That's right..." Liusu said slowly, "Do you still remember the peaches you got in the rift valley? That soul-reducing gold is a match made in heaven for sacrificing and refining this magical instrument, as if your harvest at that time, Just waiting for today."
Qin Yi was stunned.
Is it really destined in the dark
Tassel said: "Minghe once made a divination in the cave, and I peeked."
Qin Yi: "?"
"That is to jump into the abyss and enter without blame. Even if you only rely on superficial common sense, you should know that no matter what you choose, you will be right in the end.
Qin Yi was stunned for a moment: "The hexagram, is it her or me?"
"Is there a difference?" Tassel said lightly: "She thought she was counted, but how could the situation at that time be separated from you? It's okay to count her, count you, and count the relationship between the two of you. Can't you?"