In the depths of the cave, there was a faint sound of dragon roars, the crisp sound of fighting with energy.
Qin Yi shot Li Qingjun's gun with his bare hands, and the two had already practiced a hundred moves.
The spear came rushing, Qin Yi pushed his palm sideways, brought the spear tip diagonally across his side, and then arched his shoulders and pushed it over.
Li Qingjun pushed a palm on his shoulder, but he couldn't bear the force and was pushed back. But at the same time, there was a gleam in his eyes.
It seems that there is a divine soul that turns into a sword and shoots straight out.
Qin Yi's soul was transformed into the sea, the sword did not enter, and the sea of souls splashed and swelled, but it disappeared without a trace.
Both of their faces turned pale.
Qin Yi was really amazed at Li Qingjun's fortune-telling. Wuxiu's body and soul system have always been very partial. Compared with Tengyun's practice of five layers of bone forging, the energy intensity can be higher than Tengyun's six or seven layers, but the most powerful soul is even Tengyun. The two or three layers of the cloud are amazing, so they can often leapfrog battles, and they are often played to death in some aspects. In order to solve this problem, Penglai Jiange deliberately came up with the inheritance of the sword seal, but this is after all a foreign object, not its own cultivation.
But being so forcibly poured down by the female ghost, Li Qingjun's spirit is at least as strong as the peak of Taoist Tengyun, but it is her most hidden and fierce killer.
My own soul-forging system in the ninth chapter of Primal Chaos Origin is actually on par with hers.
It can be foreseen that for a long time, Li Qingjun's spirit will be stronger than actual cultivation. After all, the spirit of the female ghost is close to Qianyuan. Li Qingjun is likely to be able to reach Qianyuan unimpeded in this system. Physical cultivation may not follow. It's worth it.
"Speaking of which, if we are practicing at home, don't touch your soulless sword. It's very dangerous." Qin Yi rubbed his head and complained a little.
Li Qingjun whispered apologetically, "I'm not in control right now, I wouldn't have been so aggressive."
"So you want to practice with me more?"
"Uh… "
Qin Yi hooked his hands and said with a smile, "Come again!"
Li Qingjun looked slightly angry: "I'm so careless, I'll really stab you!"
"Poke it."
"Look at the gun!"
The spear has risen again, but it has softened by three points.
Qin Yi grabbed the handle of the gun sideways and dragged Li Qingjun straight into his arms. He then took a few steps forward and pushed it all the way to the edge of the cave.
Li Qingjun leaned against the wall and looked up at him.
Qin Yi slowly stroked her right hand with one hand, took off the gun and kept it aside, bowed his head and kissed.
Li Qingjun closed his eyes.
This kind of "pair training" has lasted for several days, and it has become like this at the end of each day...
She gently held Qin Yi's hand to untie her belt, and said in a low voice, "Senior sister is still there..."
"She's painting the Hundred Flowers Scene in the Spirit Medicine Garden, not so fast."
"Then... hurry up then."
"It's going to be hard... Look at the gun!"
"Well..." Li Qingjun turned around, put his hand against the wall, and bit his lower lip tightly.
Ku Da Chou Shen's death practice was never what Qin Yi wanted. If it was a normal situation, it would be called both sides being addicted. It can teach both sides that the bone marrow is dry, not to mention the practice. Fortunately, the dual cultivation practice is for this preparation. Not only do they not hinder their cultivation, but they can benefit from long-term harmony.
Just don't let it end.
When it's time to meditate, it's time to practice against each other, and when it's time for yin and yang to reconcile, there's nothing to be hypocritical.
When it's time to play the piano, enjoy the flowers and sing the wind and play with the moon, it's also a clear mind.
This is meditation.
The seclusion practice in Qin Yi's mind is like this. If he can follow such a template, let alone a few years, he would be happy to stay for thousands of years.
Compared with the house, who is afraid of who...
…
"Liu Shui Qing Yin" gently echoed in the cave, next to the pool, Ju Yunxiu had set up a pavilion and was playing the qin.
Since the secluded island was bumped into by Li Qingjun and Qin Yi, Ju Yunxiu has also been caught in a long-term struggle to escape and explore, and he has not had such a comfortable life for a long time.
She also likes this kind of tranquility, or taking a boy to wander around the world to look at the scenery of the world freely, to understand the Tao, and it is not suitable for getting into a fight.
Now that she has finally returned to this situation, her heart is more comfortable and relaxed than Qin Yi and Li Qingjun.
It seems that the practice is not as hard as Li Qingjun, and he is playing the qin, painting, reading books and sleeping when he has nothing to do. In fact, this is her practice. In this regard, she and Qin Yi have always had a common language.
It is for bosom friend.
A wisp of flute is mixed in the sound of the piano, and then entangled and surrounded, the interaction and harmony, regardless of each other, make the monotonous solo into a chorus symphony.
Ju Yunxiu raised her head, Qin Yi leaned against the entrance of the cave, reclining and playing the flute.
The two looked at each other for a while and both smiled.
If you say "love", the love between them may not be as strong as Qingjun's, but this kind of heart that suffers from literary and youth diseases together and is often accompanied by bosom friends is the biggest special between the two.
This is a true Taoist couple.
In the more and more utilitarian Xianjia, this should be a normal state of mind, but there are really not many.
Even in the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace, there are not many... Most of the people in the Immortal Palace are "too vulgar", and it is really hard to find a Taoist companion for such an awkward petty bourgeoisie.
After one piece was played, Ju Yunxiu pressed the strings with his hands, and said with a smile, "Have you finished practicing with your princess?"
The word "dual practice" was bitten very hard, and the irony inside was thick on the sky. Qin Yi's face was already thick and embarrassed, he came over with a dry cough and sat side by side with her.
In addition to the guqin on the stone table, there is also a picture scroll on which hundreds of flowers and tea are painted. The flowers bloom brightly, and the tea is naive and vivid. Qin Yi laughed: "Looking at Senior Sister's painting, I always feel that there will be another tea in it."
"This is painting practice, not infused with spirit." Ju Yunxiu rolled his eyes at him: "I think you want a lot of tea."
"No, no, one is enough." Qin Yi put his hand around her waist.
Ju Yunxiu didn't make any money, and turned to look at his profile: "You haven't studied painting for a long time. Do you want to give up?"
Qin Yi said: "I still have interest, but now I choose to become utilitarian. I know that painting Taoism will not achieve anything in the short term, so I won't spend my time here. The only thing that can motivate my mind is the things that are beneficial to the battle situation."
"Although I know that you are under a lot of pressure and need utilitarianism, your mood is still calmed down, which is beneficial for your practice." Ju Yunxiu said, "From the very beginning, you learned flute and painting not because of their combat power, but because of your love. Landscape, cleansing the soul. The same is true now, when it is picked up again, it should not be abandoned.”
Qin Yi stood up and bowed: "Senior sister is right."
Ju Yunxiu smiled and said, "Will it split your soul?"
Qin Yi laughed: "How can it be so easy... People themselves are complicated. If there is a label of temperament, it is not Qin Yi, but the person in the painting."
Ju Yunxiu pondered: "If the people in my paintings can be so complex and diverse, it will be a great achievement."
Qin Yi spread out an empty drawing paper and said with a smile, "Senior sister teach me?"
The two were close to each other, Qin Yi picked up the brush to paint, and Ju Yunxiusu pointed lightly and pointedly.
The fragrance lingers on the tip of the nose, the sweet words swaying in the ears, adding fragrance to the red sleeves, and feeling at ease in the sky.
Qin Yi was relaxed and happy, and he consciously improved his painting a little bit.
He painted the cave sky, the jagged cave walls, the clear water and the clear pool. Spiritual flowers and green grass, the breeze is coming.
Ju Yunxiu was also very satisfied, and said with a smile, "Can there be poetry?"
Through questioning, he also quietly moved away a little.
After being next to each other for so long, I feel a little overwhelmed... I really don't know how Qin Yi can draw well.
Qin Yi turned to look at her faintly flushed face, and said with a smile, "There are words, true Taoist words."
Ju Yunxiu became curious: "Oh? Write it down and see."
Qin Yi swiped his brushes and wrote dragons and snakes: "The cave is full of spring, and the mountains are full of brocades. Clouds gather rain, Xiaoqing's smoke is light, and the blue sky is a pillow. Lying high on Yiyi, open your arms and forget to sleep."
"..." Ju Yunxiu looked redder and said angrily, "Are you sure you wrote about this fairy cave?"
"Why not? It wasn't written by me, it was written by a Taoist man named Changchun Zhenren."
"No matter what kind of Taoist, the taste is very strange from your pen!"
"It's not pure, senior sister." Qin Yi blinked, put down the brush and whispered: "What kind of cloud and rain are you thinking of?"
Ju Yunxiu leaned back, Qin Yi continued to press him, and unknowingly lay down on the edge of the pool, turning into a neck crossed by the pool, releasing fans and forgetting to sleep.