Chapter 1066 Meeting a Confidant Again and Transforming the Universe (Make up for Yesterday's)

Ju Yunxiu looked into Qin Yi's eyes, and Qin Yi looked at each other calmly.

The eyes of both of them gradually became rippling.

Ju Yunxiu knew that Qin Yi wasn't picking on nice things to say, and that feeling was true.

Because Qin Yi himself is not a music-loving person, but only interested in it, and it is also used for self-cultivation. The two are confidantes, not knowing the music and painting itself, but knowing its meaning.

For Qin Yi like this, it is normal for him to draw a picture for some kind of record when he is interested. It is normal for him to take out a flute and play a tune when he has nothing to do.

Unless someone is with you.

Then she was the only one living in Yunxiu. From the beginning, Qin Yi learned these things just to get along with her.

Thinking of Ju Yunxiu here, I am a little proud: that stick knows how to be elegant, hum.

but……

"You used to learn these things for peace of 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? Or is it because of the perfection of Wuxiang, which is natural? "

Qin Yi raised his head and thought for a while: "That's what Wuxiang Road needs. If it wasn't for Jiuying's troubles that made me have 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 , clouds in the mountains, play a song of flowing water, make a pot of tea..."

Qingcha: "..."

Qin Yi stretched out his hand and pulled the dull hair on Qingcha's head, and said with a smile: "Isn't that what Senior Sister was thinking when she ordered Qingcha?"

Ju Yunxiu tilted her head and said with a smile: "Your road of no form is actually my road to the sun, shame on me."

"This is actually a consistent path, regardless of realm. I'm picking it up now, but looking back." Qin Yi continued to grieve: "I feel that the path is just like this. I don't know how to prove it, but I think as long as there is no People come to beat me, it’s not a big deal if you don’t know clearly.”

Ju Yunxiu laughed: "I think, if you continue in this state of mind, you will naturally become too clear."

Qin Yi continued to hold his hair in a daze: "Maybe."

From his point of view, it seems that it is more important to get rid of the stupid hair of Qingcha than the discussion of the path of Taiqing.

Qingcha finally exploded: "Uncle Smelly, what are you touching!"

Qin Yi laughed: "Your hair can stand straight and won't droop, so cute. It's great to cultivate immortals."

"Ahhh!" Qing Cha turned her head and bit his hand.

I am so angry that my uncle is not being bullied by my master anymore, thinking that my uncle will save poor Qingcha when he comes, but in the end he can do nothing but touch his hair.

Qin Yi fought and retreated to fight Maomao fist with Qingcha, happily.

"Pfft..." Ju Yunxiu finally laughed.

It can be said that he has changed a lot, and his demeanor has indeed changed quite a lot. He has a bit of a leader and a bit of aura, but in fact he has never changed, whether he looks back or never forgets , he is still him.

Qin Yi grabbed Qing Cha's two small fists with one big hand, Qing Cha raised his foot and kicked, but couldn't kick it, and kicked again, still couldn't kick it, and cried out of anger.

Qin Yi hurriedly coaxed: "Don't cry, don't cry, good tea, I'll give you this."

As he spoke, he handed over a small jade bottle, and Qingcha sniffled with tears in his eyes: "What is this?"

"The icy crystal essence of Beiming, condensed into a drop of clear dew."

Ju Yunxiu was slightly moved: "Good stuff."

Qin Yi smiled and said, "Maybe it's good for plants... By the way, green tea has been transformed by Jianmu juice, so why is it so slow in cultivation? I don't want her to turn back into a piece of tea that can no longer be enlightened when her life is over."

Qing Cha snatched the small jade bottle, hugged it and stopped crying, her eyes were dripping.

Ju Yunxiu's beautiful eyes looked at Qingcha and him several times, but she didn't say anything in the end, she just pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Qingcha's five aggregates have been opened, and she has the ability to practice. It's not like she was always a violin girl who couldn't grow up. Now Since you can soar into the clouds, you can shine in the sun and go even higher, as long as you and I pay more attention... Even if you are a little stupid, there is still hope..."

Qingcha said: "I'm not stupid. I'm good at painting!"

Qin Yi beckoned, Qingcha came over, and Qin Yi whispered in his ear, "Have you got any drawing books recently?"

"The essence of painting, yes." Qingcha said, "I drew 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 furtively took out the drawing.

A slender hand stretched out and grabbed Qingcha by the ear, and threw it under the white jade bridge.

There was a scream, and a piece of tea dangled and flowed with the water.

Qin Yi shrinks his head.

Ju Yunxiu looked at him with a smile that was not a smile: "You said you drew a picture a while ago, show me."

Qin Yi sat next to her and took out the things he drew when he was living in seclusion in the small town a few days ago.

Ju Yunxiu took it and read it one by one.

At first, he just nodded his head slightly, thinking that Qin Yi's paintings are good, with both spirit and shape, and he is deeply impressed by the three tastes of painting.

But as he watched, he gradually became fascinated.

She felt the smell of "spirit".

That is to say, the book of Shuxian and her paintings can possess a certain kind of spirituality, which is also the premise of realization, and can be realized under their special operation.

But Qin Yi's spirit... made her feel a little different...

It seems that it can't be realized... But for some reason, there is a feeling that the origin of the Dao is lingering in it. I can't explain the Dao, and it can even promote her painting Dao in turn...

Let Liusu Yaoguang look at these paintings, they may not have the feeling of Ju Yunxiu, this is the counterpart.

"Your paintings... seem to have a very high level of Taoism in them, which makes me feel like something too pure." Ju Yunxiu said dreamily: "Is this really what you drew?"

"Yes... in those days, there were some Dao realms, and I didn't know it clearly." Qin Yi said with some regret: "I originally left the small town and wanted to go to the demon city to continue, but it's a pity that Jiuying has a lot of things, and after all, this mood has been overwhelmed." Scattered, it’s hard to find it now.”

Ju Yunxiu said in a trance: "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, "When the painting is almost finished, I want to write."

"Huh? Don't you have matching words in the picture?"

"It's not the same. I'm looking back on what I've seen in this life. Those words are just illustrations, and they are still part of the painting."

"Then what do you mean..."

"Since it's about sorting out memories, the memories may not be all characters and things, there are other things..." Qin Yi said: "For example, the way you know, like this fairy palace? I will write it down one by one, To make a complete review of what I know and get, I should look for my way of Taiqing here."

Ju Yunxiu stared at him for a while, and suddenly said: "After you finish this matter, integrate them with this world of mountains and rivers, can you?"

Qin Yi said casually: "It's no problem. If you really do that, it will be the change of Taiqing in this painting, right?"

Ju Yunxiu murmured inaudibly to himself: "Taiqing? No, no... not only..."

Qin Yi didn't hear what she said clearly. When she mentioned the world of mountains and rivers, his mind also turned to this place. Seeing the faint blood color emerging from the scroll, even the scene in the painting was covered up. Can't help but ask: "Zuo Qingtian can't 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 on the painting scroll, and he said in distress: "If According to the conventional method of sacrificial refining, I may need a long-term retreat to specialize in this matter... But is the current situation suitable?"

Qin Yi pulled out the mace: "I'll stab him!"

Ju Yunxiu laughed dumbfounded, recalling the scene of tossing Feng Buli back then.

"Zuo Qingtian is not Feng Buli. The separation of the world like you has almost no meaning to him. Even Feng Buli was formed by the impact of soul power after the great Qianyuan, not by your stick."

"Then I will also go to him with my soul power. My cultivation is higher than his now."

Ju Yunxiu's beautiful eyes turned around, and she smiled lightly: "It is not only the soul power that can be transmitted to the painting world, but also the voice. Didn't you say that there is no one to play the flute? Now I am here."

In a sense, these words are a bit like the Wenqing version of begging for joy. You want the zither to play together and no one will be with you. Now I am... Of course, this meaning is extremely cryptic. On the surface, it sounds like a request for an ensemble to fight against the enemy the meaning of. Qin Yi felt itchy when he heard it, but he had to cooperate with her. We are only fighting the enemy for music, I am sure.

Qin Yi took out the Yunxiu flute and put it on his lips.

Ju Yunxiu's cheeks were reddish, she lowered her head not to look at him, and took out her lyre.

Amidst the blushing and heart-warming, a ray of unvoiced sound suddenly rose, which shocked the blood-colored sky in the painting world.

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PS: I wanted to take a lunch break yesterday afternoon, but I fell asleep and woke up in the middle of the night. This chapter makes up for yesterday's update, and there are two updates today, afternoon and evening.