Chapter 194 The Absurd Dream

Here Qin Yi was obsessed with studying and could not extricate himself, while Ju Yunxiu over there slowly began to feel uncomfortable.

Before that, she never thought that she, who lived in seclusion for thousands of years, would feel uncomfortable because she hadn't seen anyone for half a month.

Half a month, isn't it a blink of an eye?

But playing the piano alone and painting alone, why do I always feel that something is missing, I just can’t get excited.

She knew it wasn't right. If it is the traditional way of immortality, falling into this state can be regarded as a "heart demon". Fortunately, there are no special requirements for the idiot way of their Myriad Dao Immortal Palace, and even love infatuation can be regarded as a branch, although there is no such thing at present.

But it is still wrong, because it has already affected the "specialization" of cultivation. Myriad Dao Immortal Palace talks about this, and pays special attention to it. She can no longer "specialize".

If you have been in this state of uncertainty, you can't say that you are a demon, but it will definitely be difficult to grow.

There are two solutions to this situation.

One is to simply be a couple of gods and immortals, and when everything is clear, there is nothing to be uneasy about. Probably the difference in mood before and after marriage...

One is... continue to disappear, and it will end naturally in another year or so.

Ju Yunxiu left the lyre, stood on the edge of the pavilion and looked at the direction of Qin Yi's passing guest peak from a distance, pondering for a long time.

She enjoys the companionship of being with each other, and also enjoys the vague sense of ambiguity, and she is unwilling to change. But she knew that it was time for an answer to this situation, and it was unreasonable to keep playing indifferently.

but……

She closed her eyes, and her spiritual consciousness swept over the ground like the wind, melting snow like the sun, covering the mountains thousands of miles away in an instant. The voices of birds are all in the heart, and the whispers in the world can be heard vividly.

She quickly heard the desired keyword.

"That Qin Yi didn't see any movement after receiving the Supervisory Envoy? It made everyone scare themselves."

"I think Qin Yi is a nice person, he won't mess around."

"I think he was with Senior Sister Ju on Qinqi Peak... Hehehe, I don't know where in the world it is."

"That makes sense. Tsk tsk, Qin Yi is also lucky. Sister Ju is the most beautiful woman in the world. If it's me, I'm incompetent if I don't stay with her for ten or eight years. Check it out."

"But don't you all think...they are called senior sisters and younger brothers, but they are actually masters and apprentices?"

The air seemed to quiet down.

Someone sneered and said, "Who doesn't know? Senior sisters and brothers are just a cover, after all, they teach with their own hands. They have the reality of masters and apprentices. It's hard for everyone to turn a blind eye. In fact, they are masters and apprentices... what."

"Ju Yunxiu watched Gao Jie come out of the dust, but in fact... the last one who played like this was the Demon Dao Dahuanxi Temple. Our Myriad Dao Immortal Palace claims to be a non-demon, but in fact it is just an extra layer of veil?"

"Cough, keep quiet. With the ability to live in the clouds and the sun, Qin Yi is still the supervisor, are you going to die?"

"So what, it can stop our mouths, but it can't stop the rumors of future generations. They are still book writers, don't they know that someone else wrote their own pens and spread their love stories for thousands of years."

Ju Yunxiu withdrew her consciousness, tightly squeezed her slender hands, her face turned pale.

Forget everything else, she knows that there are a lot of sour grapes, and there are countless people who have been chased away by her blunt words over the years, she can say a few sour words about everything, even she is mocked when she plays the piano and sleeps. It's normal for her and Qin Yi's affairs to be talked about behind their backs, and she doesn't care too much.

But the last sentence is really poignant.

As a book writer herself, she cares about this very much.

The various paths of the Immortal Palace are somewhat interconnected, and most of them are people who can write and paint, and there will definitely be people who will write these things to make it unsightly. Maybe no one would dare to pass it on in this world, but what about many years later?

What kind of Ju Yunxiu will be like when others read the people in the book again?

In particular, this is not to throw dirty water, but has its basis in fact.

The reason why she never wanted to spread the window paper with Qin Yi, apart from feeling that it was not enough, was actually one of the main reasons.

She can't stand it, it's something she can't bear through practice.

She is not a practice model that looks down on everything, if she is, then she and Qin Yi won't even start the game.

Qin, music, calligraphy, painting, poetry, poetry, and poetry, those who are heartless and ruthless will not be able to learn well... because they are all the way of expressing feelings, love and praise for beauty, express and lament for emotions, what is hidden behind the surface is dust. Delicate, sensitive and slightly fragile heart.

"Passer...he won't stay for long, what am I thinking?" She whispered to herself: "His roots are in Nanli, not here."

"Then... let's be quiet for a while. Maybe it's good for me and him to meet less. Sooner or later...he will leave by himself, and that's over."

"Master, Master." The voice of Qingcha came from behind: "Uncle Master is here."

Ju Yunxiu turned his head and saw Qin Yi approaching quickly from a distance in a handkerchief.

"You still know to come here?" Mingming planned to calm down for a while, but when the words came out, they sounded like grievances. Ju Yunxiu was startled, so she turned her head away and looked outside the mountain again, not looking at him.

Qin Yi lowered his head to the clouds, and said with a smile: "There is no sun and moon in the cave, and I don't know how long I have practiced. I came to see my senior sister after I beat that stinky monkey."

"A monkey is prettier than me?"

"ah?"

"It's nothing." Ju Yunxiu still didn't turn her head, and asked, "Your Passing Peak is not that direction, why did you come from there?"

"Oh, I just went to see Yin Yizhong and asked him to extort two gourds of wine." Qin Yi walked up to her and handed a gourd: "This summer afternoon, the mountain breeze is just right, I feel that Ruolai and my senior sister Drink two cups, under the shade of the trees, the wind is warm and you can write poems."

Ju Yunxiu pursed her lips slightly, it was this kind of sleazy and youthful spirit, which was really good.

It's not about whether you can make beautiful poems, but about the meaning, which suits your appetite.

Without him, the world would indeed be less colorful.

Ju Yunxiu took the wine gourd and weighed it, unplugged it and smelled it, then shook his head and smiled lightly: "Do you know what kind of wine this is?"

"Uh, Yin Yizhong didn't say anything, he just said that the wine is absolutely good."

"Of course it's good wine. The name of the wine is absurd and dreamy. Ordinary people can't afford to get drunk after drinking it. Three lives and three lives and thousands of years of dreams have come to an end here. After seeing all the reincarnations in the world, you may have attained the Tao when you wake up." Ju Yunxiu said: "Even for cultivators, one sip of it will give you some insight. This is one of the best wines in the Wine Sect. He treats you well. It seems that you have gained some friendship with the help of the Earth Spirit Secret Realm."

Qin Yi said with a smile: "There aren't many topics, but the attitude is really good. The people in the wine school are also quite interesting, and some of them are drunk and recite poems. In fact, we should have more friendship between the two schools. Some aspects are quite compatible. Poetry and wine are not good. Let's split up."

"I thought of what I should reward you for." Ju Yunxiu turned over her slender hand, and suddenly there was an extra gourd: "Send it to you."

"This is……"

"This is the wine that our two co-brewed in the early years. It's called Shijiu Piaoling."

"...just reward me with a gourd of wine?"

"It's a fool's job to buy a basket of pearls." Ju Yunxiu smiled slightly: "The gourd is a treasure, called inexhaustible, as long as a drop of wine is in it, it will fill up by itself, allowing you to drink for a lifetime."

Qin Yi became interested. He sang and drank while walking in the rivers and lakes secretly. Poetry and wine drifted away. He had a very high style... As early as when Xianji Village came out of the mountain, he had tried to play this style, riding an old horse and drinking leisurely. . It's a pity that I really couldn't let go of the gourd on my body. After arriving in Nanli, I gave up pretending to be a coward, and now I accidentally picked it up.

Just thinking about it, I heard Ju Yunxiu say, "I think if you travel the rivers and lakes, you will like this tune."

Qin Yi keenly felt that this remark seemed inappropriate. It was fine for her to stay here, so why did she think of walking in the rivers and lakes? Where did Lenovo come from?

Ju Yunxiu turned around and went back to the pavilion, put away the lyre on the stage, and said with a smile: "Come here, let's share the absurd dream with you, and see how absurd it really is."