Chapter 1004 Immortal Mountains Are Everywhere

On the second day, the content of the small characters next to the painting was enriched: "When the emperor's tassels were around, they would come out in ten days. The nine infants came out of the fierce water, submerged the earth, and dried up for thousands of miles. Nine infants in the fierce water...the world is settled."

"Huh..." A scholar passed by, frowned and pondered: "It's interesting... Are you telling history? Or making up stories?"

Qin Yi still looked up and smiled: "If you believe it, you will have it, if you don't believe it, you won't have it."

"... How much is a copy?"

"Ten texts."

"A picture with a few words is so expensive...you might as well grab it!"

The scholar walked away.

Qin Yi lowered his head and painted, ignoring him.

After writing a few words for a day, the story is still ready-made... Is it lazy? no.

It is practice.

After all, it came from Wan Dao Immortal Palace, and the practice method of Wan Dao Immortal Palace can always be used as his technique.

Somewhat similar to Shuxian's commentary on history, Qin Yi is trying to concentrate his energy and energy on this narrative, every stroke is very slow, seemingly a few words, but in fact he has exhausted his mind.

Unlike the book fairy or senior sister, the kind of book 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 immortals and gods.

If it can be spread, it will be the gathering of the power of all living beings. If it cannot be spread, then just write it for yourself.

Don't force it, it's not obsessive.

A white ball-shaped paperweight pressed against the edge of the paper. Seeing the scholar go away, Bai Qiu said: "Write more, brag about me, don't write about Yao Guang."

Qin Yi: "...you are a paperweight now, do a good job of paperweight."

"Hmph." Bai Qiu snorted, "You wrote too briefly, and Yao Guang and I each said a sentence, so it doesn't show that I am above her."

"Anyway, it's always you first and her second." Qin Yi smiled and said, "I'm not a history writer."

Liusu knew that he couldn't get him to write whatever he wanted, so he had to make a paperweight angrily. In fact, he squatted aside and watched Qin Yi draw and write for the sake of being aboveboard.

Qin Yi's heart was extremely peaceful, and he really felt that he would not get tired of living like this for a long time.

This is practice.

In fact, Liusu didn't know the subtleties of Qin Yi's practice, but she knew the big ones, but the details were different for everyone.

Qin Yi's path has long been different from hers, and he can only walk the path by himself.

There is a white fox in the painting, which is extremely seductive, with horns on its back: "The country of Baimin is in the north of Longyu, with white hair and white hair. There is Chenghuang, which looks like a fox, with horns on its back, and its lifespan is two thousand years old. .”

Cheng Cheng's face flashed in his heart, every frown and smile was like seeing him in person.

"Three trees are in the north of Yanhuo, on Shengchishui. They are trees like cypresses, and their leaves are like pearls..."

In the ring, the fruits of the three trees are shining.

"The Kingdom of Guanxiong is to the east, and its people are very knowledgeable..."

The visceral replacement method that can live without a heart is faintly highlighted in the rules learned.

In fact, this item is currently the biggest highlight of Qin Yi's "turning back". It was first explained to him after Gouzi swallowed it. Now after I "light it up", I find that the rebirth of a severed limb and the immortality of a severed head can all start from here.

This is the fun of the fairy family in the old legend. How many children were envied by Sun Houzi's magic back then.

It used to be the purpose of my practice, the thing I was most interested in... I missed it in the end.

Now it's like digging through old papers, full of surprises.

"Kunlun is imaginary to the east, and all directions are imaginary. The imaginary is also a market, an illusion, the end of heaven and earth, and the intersection of ancient and modern."

Little by little the past with Ms. Yue emerged in her heart, in the lotus pond of the world, Ms. Yue's bare hands lightly.

"Crack!" The white ball paperweight rioted and hit him on the head.

Qin Yi hugged his head: "Be careful not to be seen."

"No one cares about you at all, and now even the children don't come to see you, saying you are nonsense." Bai Qiu sat on his head and shook: "It's been more than ten days, what have you written... In the eyes of others, The story has no story, and the location is inexplicably messed up, who cares."

Qin Yi has been writing and drawing for more than ten days, but none of the spicy chicken Xiaobaiwen has been sold.

If it weren't for the "a few taels of silver that I eloped with" I preset for myself, it would be enough for a long time in this small county, otherwise I would have starved to death.

Even so, it's almost time to sit and eat. After all, the daughter-in-law is a bit extravagant, and she can't do anything with chickens, ducks and fishes. Aunt Zhang frowned.

Saying that your husband works hard to make up for him... What kind of job does your husband have?

"It's almost there, just a few more days." Qin Yi made a final note, and said with a smile, "It doesn't matter if it's 'caught back by my family' at that time, or we can't wait to run away in desperation, our way back It’s not just this stop.”

Liusu was alert: "Where else should I go?"

Qin Yi's eyes flickered: "Some... places I have experienced in low-level cultivation."

Xianji Village, just came out of there, no.

There is no point in Nanli Lihuocheng. Even if you want to pay homage to an old friend, you can just go to the ancestral temple of the royal family in Longyuan City. They have already moved.

Looking back in order, where should we go next?

Crossing the Rift Valley, the demon city of Baiguo.

Are you looking back? You are going to prostitute yourself!

Liusu jumped off the ground, swished into a big beauty, turned around and entered the room, already holding a mace in his hand.

Qin Yi hurriedly stopped: "Hey, what are you doing?"

"Let's rehearse what posture I'm going to use to beat her up."

A joke is a joke, although sooner or later he has to leave, no one knows that it is impossible to stay in this mortal world forever.

But it won't turn into rush work again, as if it's time to leave after finishing something.

Amidst the young couple's fights, the sun rose and the moon set, Qin Yi was still drawing and writing at the door.

Still not a single one was sold.

The "family" who imagined that he would come to catch him back has not yet appeared, and it is almost winter and he is not seen planning to leave for Chunwei.

The girls who thought he had a bright future and wanted to hook up with him had long since disappeared, and no matter how handsome his face was, he couldn't take it for food.

Gossip began to increase, from "Mr. Wei" to "little boy".

Human feelings are cold and warm, nothing more than that.

This is also looking back.

Don't say that the fairy road is high and far, in fact, it is like this everywhere on the fairy road, but Qin Yi has seen very little.

He is so lucky.

No contempt, no ridicule, no slap in the face by standing up, at most, he was wanted and fled once. This journey of immortality has been triumphant, but unexpectedly experienced a bout of heat and cold in the mortal world.

It's actually very interesting.

When looking at these from different perspectives, there is really a feeling of detachment. I am not the protagonist in it, but the surrounding market is.

Correspondingly, if it is not surprised by favor or humiliation, and it is used on the immortal way, it is also practice. This is one of the detachments that people dream of.

Therefore, it is not the secular world that is detached, but the immortal and the common. If you really think that leaving the secular world and involving higher levels of power and struggle is detachment, then you are wrong...

Everyone is in the world of mortals, and no one has ever been detached.

What is detached is your own heart.

Be careful, where is there no fairy mountain?

"Xiao Wei, stop drawing and come to eat."

Old Zhang's voice sounded behind him, Qin Yi turned his head and smiled.

The attitudes of the husband and wife Zhang are a bit interesting. They don't have the little fawning look earlier, but they don't have the feeling that others want to demote you to the ground. On the contrary, the tone is a little more cordial.

It's as if the family has gained popularity and moved in two unprogressive juniors, and there is a bit of hatred for iron and steel.

They even plan to waive their rent.

"The old man still has to feed brother Zhang medicine?"

"Yeah, you can't hang your life without taking medicine."

"Let me feed you, my husband is tired after a busy day."

"You..." Old Zhang hesitated a lot: "I'm afraid you, brother, you might spill the medicine if you feed it."

"Ha." Qin Yi smiled: "I'm not good at making money, but I'm really good at feeding medicine."

Holding the medicine bowl in front of Zhang Laozhang's stupid son's bed, Qin Yi stood quietly for a moment, and sprinkled new medicine powder with a snap of his fingers.

I can't cross sentient beings, so whatever I see, I can help.

Just do what you want, this is the predestined law.

Forcing what should be done, how to do it... Seriously, it doesn't make much sense.

That was the thoughts of the Emperor of Heaven and Human Sovereign. If you really want to think about it, let's talk about it after Yao Guang is convinced... I hope that next time we meet, I won't be beaten to death by her.

Qin Yi carefully fed the patient the medicine, then turned to look out the window.

This year's snow came a little early.