Chapter 560: New Appearance of the Painting School

Qin Yi first returned to the School of Qin, Chess, Calligraphy and Painting.

The main peak, Qinqi Peak, used to be Juyunxiu who lived on the top of the mountain, and the uncle who was a chess idiot was on the mountainside. Qin Yi went straight to the mountainside to meet Qi Chi, but he saw Jing Ze sitting outside painting.

Jingze looked up at him.

"..." Continue to draw.

"Hello." Qin Yi said with a smile, "Although it's very strange if we haven't seen each other for a long time, wouldn't it be too rude to ignore you? At least we had friendship before we became classmates."

"What should I do?" Jing Ze didn't raise his head: "I haven't seen you since I started, okay... This is your own territory, do you want me to laugh and ask where you come from?"

"Uh..." Qin Yi sat down in front of him: "This is in great contrast to what Si Xianhe said that everyone regards me as an idol. There is a big gap in expectations."

Jingze couldn't help laughing and said, "It's true that others admire you, but I..."

Qin Yi asked expectantly, "What?"

"I'm just a painter, so it's none of my business if you fight with others hard or not?"

Qin Yi was stunned for a moment, covering his forehead. That's right, this is the typical sign of idiots in Wandao Immortal Palace. The most troublesome thing for the Palace Master is this... Those who will worship are low-level disciples. ", "Why don't you try my steamed buns?" and so on.

"But brother, didn't you scold me at the beginning, this is no longer human, that's why you refused to enter and was driven back by my senior sister?"

"Now I am inhuman, can't I live in a way I hate?" Jingze finally stopped painting and sighed: "Actually, you are too much. One or two throw away the shopkeeper and leave me alone Housekeeper, what can I do other than hide here and paint? Is it useful to envy you? Can I get out? Who cares about the group of young disciples on the mountain over there?"

"...You are not bad, you are the Suzerain after entering the door, right, a great authority..."

Jingze said angrily: "What the hell suzerain, the higher-ups including you are considered to be the Supreme Elders, I'm just naked and can't be manipulated by anyone, I'm the acting suzerain, and I'm the one doing the chores too! Those kids are all personally handled by me. I brought it up, and ran a lot. Am I the suzerain or a private school?"

Qin Yi was wronged, and choked for a long time before saying, "Where's Uncle Chess Crazy?"

Jingze squinted at him: "He's the boss of Qianyuan now, and he's getting more and more lost. That's right, I have to call him Master Uncle. Should I call you Master Uncle?"

Qin Yi joked: "I know it's my uncle, why don't I show my respect?"

Jing Ze looked at him strangely, as if he wanted to splash ink on the table all over his face.

You fucking abducted my master, and made me have never seen my master since I started, and I was alone as a naked suzerain, with no master to teach immortal arts, and it all depends on the inheritance of classics, an old man who is addicted to chess and becomes obsessed Do you know how the scene of dialing and painting is... You actually came to show off your uncle's seniority...

Qin Yi leaned back and made a defensive posture.

In fact, Qin Yi knows better than anyone else that the senior sister has hidden the idea of ​​picking someone up, and she just waited for you to take over and cheat you. It can't be all my fault for abducting people... Even if I don't exist, the senior sister is probably waiting for you After arriving, I passed a bunch of things to you happily, and then ran away with tea, which is almost inevitable.

It is conceivable that the chess idiot will let go even more after proving the Dao of Qianyuan. The so-called piano, chess, calligraphy and painting sect really only has a brilliant commander, Jingze, who enlightens a few pines, bamboos and plums, and leads a group of little dolls.

If you want to blame it, blame the way of Wan Dao Immortal Palace for being so cheating.

So being an honest person is a disadvantage. Since you, Jingze, think that it is wrong to be obsessed with something as if you are not a human being, you must be honest and take on the responsibility of the sect to teach children. Character determines destiny...

Fortunately, after so many years, the little dolls have grown up...

Just thinking about it, I saw a group of boys and girls going up the mountain.

Qin Yi turned his head to look, the older ones were around twenties, and the younger ones were about fifteen or sixteen. There were men and women, all of them were handsome and elegant, and if they didn't know, they would think it was some kind of literary society. Live together, not the land of immortals.

The School of Qin, Chess, Calligraphy and Painting has this characteristic, and all the students it teaches are literary and artistic youths.

These are all the children who were coaxed up the mountain by me with Lazy Goat and Saber... Some of them may have run away, most of them are here... all of them are so big.

It's no wonder that Wuxian, who was more than two years old at that time, would tease Master now...

Time is really a butcher's knife.

The piano, chess, calligraphy and painting sect, which used to have two or three kittens, finally has a sect of vitality.

"Ah... Could it be Master Qin?" Someone saw Qin Yi sitting opposite Jingze with sharp eyes.

"It's really Uncle Qin, I met him when I was a child!"

That's right, in terms of seniority, they are Ju Yunxiu's apprentices, Qin Yi is the uncle, and Jing Ze is the "big brother" acting as the suzerain.

A group of teenagers and girls surrounded Qin Yi and saluted Qin Yi excitedly: "The disciple has met the uncle."

Those with fanatical eyes are really the "idols" in the mouth of the crane.

The pronoun of Wan Dao Immortal Palace, who has been the most popular and prosperous outside in recent years, Qian Zong Dabi, fought all the heroes alone, and maintained the face of Wan Dao Immortal Palace. To downplay Qin Yi's color and call it a victory of unity, but anyone with a brain can hear the core meaning of Qin Yi's here. Without him, everyone would die.

In the end, under the pursuit of Wushenzong, he lived alive and kicking for seven years.

Young people don't worship such uncles, who do they worship?

"Hello, hello." Qin Yi touched the spirit stone from the ring in a comfortable mood: "Come, come, welcome, everyone has a share... It's a pity that I forgot to keep some magic weapons..."

Taotie huddled in the ring, watching helplessly that one piece of the spirit stone in front of him was missing, and another piece was missing...

These are the purest and most concentrated pure natural spirit stones without any impurities, commonly known as top-grade spirit stones, the ones as big as fingernails can be exchanged for magic weapons, and you just throw out the ones the size of your fists one by one... Aren’t these Is the dog's established food...

The black fur ball shed tears.

"Thank you uncle, uncle is the best!" The teenagers surrounded Qin Yi very courteously, and some young girls tried to push forward to grab the benefits. Jingze sat there with a stern face, annoyed and didn't know what to say.

I'll pull you up with shit and piss, and you only have this stinky uncle who hasn't come back for ten years after going out...

"You will be blessed with Xiao Zeze." Qin Yi patted him on the shoulder kindly, and handed over a jade slip: "This is my senior sister's experience in proving Qianyuan. You keep it, it will be beneficial in the end."

With the road pioneered by the predecessors, at least one of the roads has been drawn, and future generations no longer need to search for it by themselves.

This is where the value of inheritance lies.

No matter how outrageously Ju Yunxiu shakes his hands, this one thing alone is the greatest contribution to the Painting School.

Jingze received it solemnly, and bowed: "If the uncle sees the master again, please say hello to the disciple."

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After leaving the School of Qin, Chess, Calligraphy and Painting, Qin Yi was in a good mood.

Jingze has risen to the clouds, and a bunch of disciples are all from the late Fengchu period and even Qin Xin. A vibrant sect is growing stronger with the naked eye. No matter how he shook hands with Ju Yunxiu, he was still very pleased to see this scene. In a sense, the inheritance of "orthodoxy" is the most important thing for monks, which is comparable to the desire to reproduce of ordinary people.

This is also a "circle".

Ju Yunxiu accepted Qin Yi as his "protector" to get started, and hooked up with the children to get started, until now he has blossomed and borne fruit.

It is enough to make people feel smooth, like a spring breeze.

"Huh? Isn't this Qin Yi?"

Fei was on his way to the School of Miraculous Skills and Sexual Skills, and ran into Yin Yizhong head-on.

He was returning from the Miraculous Skills and Sexual Skills Sect with the wine gourd on his back, and he looked unhappy.

"What's wrong, brother Yin?"

"We made a new fine wine. We pretended to be intoxicating to the gods. As a result, we shared it with everyone with great interest. Those stinky craftsmen actually used Lao Tzu's wine to lubricate the machine. I'll go to his grandma's..."

Qin Yi couldn't help laughing: "In this regard, I still have a little friend with you. It is said that poetry and wine are drifting away. I drink too much and I feel a little tired. What kind of new wine is this for me?"

Yin Yizhong was not stingy but happily took out a gourd: "Then this gourd will be given to you. Note that this wine is of high quality, you can't drink it endlessly, so save some."

"Okay." Qin Yi took the wine gourd and asked, "What's the name of this wine?"

"Drunk Moon."