Chapter 165

The night was dark, and Ju Yunxiu returned to his main peak.

As soon as she stepped into the room, she saw Qingcha staring at her strangely.

"What are you looking at? Want to get into the teapot?"

"No, no." After holding back the tea for a while, he finally couldn't help but said, "Master, you came back with a smile."

"So what, no one is allowed to laugh?"

"No, no." Qing Cha swallowed the words back.

Although she is just a loli type, she has been enlightened and accompanied by the master for more than a hundred years, and she is too familiar with every change in this woman's expression.

Ju Yunxiu actually laughs a lot, not a cold fairy.

When there are others around, even against the enemy, she will always have a faint smile, like a spring breeze, comfortable and elegant.

When I read a book and see something interesting or interesting, I will laugh at myself.

When Qinyue painting gets something, there will also be a knowing smile.

But she has never had such a contented smile of knowing each other well and being in harmony with each other, and she has always been lonely in this regard.

The Immortal Palace is bustling with people from the sect, but for Ju Yunxiu, it has lived in seclusion for thousands of years and has no Taoist friends.

It is said that there is no need for Taoist friends, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are all friends, but everyone knows that this concept is different. Is there anyone who can understand your piano sound and appreciate your paintings? It is hard to find a bosom friend, and you may never have one in your whole life. Once you have it, anyone will cherish it, even immortals.

Ju Yunxiu never expected to have a bosom friend.

But when the two lonely people bumped into each other by accident, they suddenly had a sense of close friends.

They said "provoke me" and "hand in hand", but when the piano and the flute were in harmony, Ju Yunxiu clearly felt that Qin Yi was just saying hello, but he didn't mean it at all. His emotions were still full of longing and love. Feeling melancholy, not in the mood to provoke anyone, at most it has the meaning of learning.

Music is the voice of the heart, and at this level of fairy music, it is impossible to deceive an expert like Ju Yunxiu with even a little bit of other meaning.

At that moment, the two parties really devoted themselves to the piano music, the purest musical communication and spiritual listening, without mundane thoughts or other miscellaneous thoughts.

This is a true Taoist friend, and the level of the level is not the limit.

A reconciliation is like drinking wine.

Looking at Ju Yunxiu's smile, Qingcha really wanted to say, he put "Yunxiu" on his lips and blew it, so you really don't care?

Forget it, it's better not to ask, or you will spend the night in the teapot tonight...

Over there, Qin Yi also felt much more at ease, and the momentary feeling of sadness due to the silence of Tassels became calm, and he could already calm down and practice cultivation after returning to his cave.

What he practiced was the tune taught by Ju Yunxiu, and the harmony of this tune was actually teaching skills.

This is a song that inspires the will and soothes the emotions. In terms of imagery, the mountains and rivers open the heart, and the falling flowers flow quietly with the water. It is used in battle. A certain tune can inspire fighting spirit and invigorate the spirit, and a certain tune can calm the blood. Pure Heart and Concentration is an excellent team support song, and it can also heal injuries or relieve abnormal status at certain times.

It's called "Flowing Water Voiceless".

Qin Yi suddenly had a sense of seeing Linghu Chong learn the piano from his "mother-in-law". The first song was also a mantra of pure heart and universal goodness, and the effect was somewhat similar.

But Linghu Chong didn't seem to have the elegance to really learn piano music, but Qin Yi did. He really thought that he wanted to learn other songs, and it was very interesting to learn all kinds of effects. In this comparison, it is not like Linghu Chong, but more like Dongfang Weiming.

So early the next morning, Qin Yi took his flute to the main peak.

The door of the house is ajar, and Qingcha is holding a banana leaf outside, catching the rain. Ju Yunxiu is sitting on a pavilion by the cliff, drawing tea to catch the rain.

Qin Yi lowered his head and wondered, "What is this for?"

"Get rootless water, master wants to make tea."

"Can you be more scientific? Rainwater is no better than this fairy mountain stream."

"Master said this style is high."

Qin Yi was very speechless, it turned out that he was also pretending.

Over there, Ju Yunxiu finished the last stroke without raising his head and said, "Come to learn the piano?"

"Well, I got a lot out of the song yesterday, and I hope my senior sister will continue to teach me."

"Would you like to see how I draw first?"

This statement itself is a bit strange, how well does she paint, and what qualifications does Qin Yi have to judge? But last night, after a reconciliation song, Qin Yi probably understood her meaning that a close friend was hard to find, so he didn't say anything, and walked forward slowly to take a look.

When the rain hits the plantain, the raindrops on the plantain are as vivid as if they can move.

Rao has seen the miraculous skill of this painting many times, Qin Yi can't help being amazed every time he sees it. For the painting fairy, animation is really just a small entertainment trick.

"Why don't you talk?" Ju Yunxiu looked up at him.

"It's meaningless to say too much praise." Qin Yi smiled: "I suddenly felt that there is something missing if there are paintings but no poems."

"Oh?" Ju Yunxiu was a little surprised: "Do you have poems?"

Qin Yicai realized that she was also fascinated by poetry and books, so he must be a thousand-year-old monster. Where did ordinary people get this kind of energy?

He pondered for a moment, didn't say anything, just picked up the brush, and mentioned a sentence on the painting: "Liuguang is easy to throw people away, when the cherry is red, the plantain is green."

Ju Yunxiu stared blankly, speechless for a moment.

Green tea went over his head: "The plantain is green, this plantain is so pitiful."

Qin Yi: "?"

Even if everything of you can become a human being, what's going on with your brain circuit?

Ju Yunxiu's eyes were still fixed on the poem, and without turning his head, he picked up the tea and threw it into the pool beside the pavilion: "Go green by yourself."

A piece of green tea leaf floated in the pool water, Qin Yi couldn't help laughing out loud.

With a flick of Ju Yunxiu's sleeves, the picture scroll is thrown into the house like a stream of light, hanging in the middle hall.

She took out the lyre and said calmly: "Today I will teach you a song for killing and attacking. It is called "Heavenly Collapse".

"Zheng!"

On the distant mountain, a huge boulder collapsed into pieces.

Qin Yi's pupils shrank.

This sonic attack is stronger than I imagined...

The so-called killing is not a mental attack, but a sonic physics, so it is difficult to control. Different repertoires and different note combinations naturally produce different levels of sonic vibrations, but Ju Yunxiu's teaching at this time is a killing song accumulated in this way for thousands of years, and it is a unique skill level.

This is the first killing technique he has learned since he recognized Ju Yunxiu as his senior sister.

A study is a stunt.

This is also the first unique skill that Qin Yi has learned in this life. Whether it is the stick method or the immortal method taught by Tassel before, it is mainly for preaching, and there is no special teaching at the level of "skills".

Because the daily skills taught by Tassel are already stunts for ordinary people. Taking the stick technique as an example, Qin Yi's explosive power of swinging the stick far exceeds his own strength. This kind of method of using and exploding power is something that ordinary people spend their entire lives exploring. When it is explored to the extreme, it is a unique skill. It is just a routine here at Tassel, so Qin Yi doesn't feel much about it.

The more special ones already belonged to the level of supernatural powers, which Qin Yi could not compel to endure now, so he hadn't learned any special unique skills, so he couldn't pretend to shout "XX stick method", and then his powerful enemies would be wiped out in ashes.

The "Heavenly Collapse" taught by Ju Yunxiu became Qin Yi's first special skill.

"From now on, come here every day and learn a song every day." Ju Yunxiu touched the strings lightly, but there was some expectation in his eyes: "Will it affect your practice?"

Qin Yi saluted: "This is my practice."

Ju Yunxiu smiled: "That's right, you are my junior brother, the protector of this sect."

At this time, a crane flew from outside the sky, Qin Yi turned his head and looked, it was the crane that guided him when he visited the fairy palace, he was familiar with the crane.

The crane landed on the top of the peak, seeing the two of them playing the piano and the flute, he couldn't help laughing and said: "It seems that your brothers and sisters also get along with each other."

Ju Yunxiu said: "Is it strange to have a similar family?"

Xianhe wondered: "I just said hello casually, just like a mortal asking you to eat, what are you explaining?"

Ju Yunxiu choked for a moment, and a blush slowly crept up her cheeks.

Qin Yi hurriedly smoothed things over: "Long time no see, thank you for your guidance... I wonder if there is something wrong here?"

"Oh." Xianhe said with a smile: "The Grain Rain is coming, and the Dao Discussion Conference should be held. Will your sect participate this year?"

Ju Yunxiu was a little impatient: "What's there to participate in? It's really disturbing."

Immortal Crane turned its eyes around Ju Yunxiu and Qin Yi's faces, and giggled: "It seems that I came at the wrong time, I'll ask again in a few days."

After speaking, he fluttered his wings and disappeared.