Seeking the Dao in the Seemingly Mundane Mortal World Chapter 133: Painted
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"What's so special... If you say tens of thousands of miles, it actually has to be doubled! Tang Seng, a man of 100,000 miles, has been walking for ten years. How long will I go..."
At dusk, Qin Yi stumbled into a city.
He rushed for thousands of miles within a few days, thinking that it would be a tenth of the distance, but comparing it with the jade slip mark left by Minghe, he found that the position of the Wandao Immortal Palace had moved a little bit. The appearance is less than one-tenth at all.
At the beginning, Minghe just left a rough mark instead of drawing a map. The so-called tens of thousands of miles is the straight line distance between the marks.
The tragedy is that Qin Yi can't fly.
His own imperial wind and Tengyun, that obviously belonged to the basic sign of Tengyun Realm, he was not even far away from the heart of the piano.
In addition to flying through the clouds, there are two other flying methods, which can be used at low levels. One is a flying mount or a flying magic weapon, including the sword flying of the sword repair. The second is special escape methods, such as Thunder Escape, Wind Escape, etc., such as the original Qingxu can escape, and the Vientiane Senluozong women also Huiying escape, but there are more stringent conditions of use.
Qin Yi's five-element technique was not studied here at all. Even if he deliberately learned Huo Dun, it is not something that he can use daily, so don't mention the escape method. Flying magical weapon... Does the Demon Slaying Sword that can barely make a move count?
The result of not being able to fly is that you have to cross the mountains and cross the river. The straight line distance is tens of thousands of miles.
Qin Yi almost wanted to cry.
Tassel's gloat: "I told you to pretend, honestly ask Minghe for a flying magic weapon, she can't not give it to you. As a result, you ask someone from someone, hahaha..."
Qin Yi glared: "It's not because a dead stick can't fly!"
"Why, do you want to fly with Royal Rod?"
"..."
"You have this dead stick, you should hide and laugh." Tassel despised: "I don't know what a fool."
The dead stick mentioned here is of course not the tassel, but the mace body. Qin Yi simply said: "Don't say I don't know the goods, Minghe Gaomen, and she didn't see any special inquiries about this stick. I believe this stick is particularly powerful. Is it too deep?" /
"Returning to the basics, that's it. Let Minghe's master come, maybe you can find something special, Minghe will forget it." Liusu didn't want to say more, just said: "Anyway, if you want to sacrifice this stick, The gap is too ridiculous and impossible to do. Even if I can do it, I won’t let you do it."
"Uh? What does this mean?"
"In my current state, broadly speaking, there is no problem with the spirit of this stick. If it is really sacrificed with your soul, then I will truly become your spirit... It's not bad if you don't take it away. Do you still want to take me? Wash and sleep."
"Um...that is to say, my destiny cannot choose this stick?"
"Let’s talk about it then, if I reshape my body, then this stick will be practiced as you wish. Until then, you can only hit it as a pure weapon."
"Damn, say it earlier."
"I said earlier that you would not ask Minghe for a magic weapon, your face-saving man has self-esteem, haha..."
"..."
Tassel said again: "Anyway, your current priority is really to seek a flying magic weapon, or to grab a flying monster as a mount. Otherwise, I will wait for you to walk slowly to the Ten Thousand Ways Immortal Palace, I am afraid that you will have a beard. ……"
Qin Yi misses Ye Ling very much now...
Walking on the street in the city, Qin Yi was very confused when he watched the crowds. In this mortal world, where to find the flying magic weapon?
Ming He once said that Qin Yi's level has long been different from the ordinary. As long as he sets foot in the world, he will naturally find immortals everywhere.
I hope so.
It's like meeting a full-blown electric mouse in a small town, and a mortal is just a fat shopkeeper when looking at the poor.
Walking into an inn in the city and looking at the thin shopkeeper inside, Qin Yi suddenly missed it a little, as if he was still fat and cute.
"What does the guest officer want?"
"Two catties of wine, one for every good dish."
Xiao Er looked at Qin Yi questioningly, can this delicate appearance be edible?
Qin Yi sold an ingot of silver.
There is no shortage of everything, but there is no shortage of gold and silver.
Xiao Er immediately nodded and bowed: "The guest officer will be here soon."
"Wait." Qin Yi asked: "Are there any Taoist temples near this city, or is there any special scenery?"
"There are many Taoist temples..." Xiao Er smiled: "For example, Pudu Mountain in the east of the city and Hongfa Temple are famous local temples. Even some court officials are inspired by the Buddhist law to become monks here." /
Qin Yi was stunned, and immediately remembered the game he had played: "Hey, don't you often have people missing here? Or want to become a monk after entering the monastery?"
"Where's the matter, the guests can really joke." Xiao Er smiled: "I went to worship Buddha yesterday, and I didn't see me wanting to become a monk. I have an 80-year-old mother and a three-year-old child. ?"
Qin Yi nodded indifferently, without asking anything.
After a short while, a table of wine and food was brought up, and Qin Yi began to sweep away.
From the second child to the diners next to him, they all looked dumbfounded. Is this delicate and beautiful boy reborn as a starving ghost?
God knows he hasn't eaten normally for more than two months...
Cultivating immortals, that's not the life of human beings...
Never feel that such a table of ordinary wine and dishes are so delicious. It is said that Tassel hasn't eaten for tens of thousands of years, no wonder it was so refreshed that it was almost flying when it was absorbed by Eurasian Soulgrass for the first time. It is completely understandable!
While devouring, I heard the laughter of others: "Oh, the talent of Beijing University is back from sketching again?"
The drinkers all laughed: "Whose wife did you draw today?"
"Is there any young lady who has taken a fancy to the famous paintings of the talented scholars of Beijing University, and she is eager to spend a lot of money and talents in the bridal chamber hahahaha..."
Qin Yi was still biting a chicken leg in his mouth, and couldn't help turning to look at it.
But I saw a young man of twenty-six and seven years old, holding a large roll of drawing paper in his left hand, and a basket in his right hand with several brushes and ink paints.
His body is a scribe, a little dirty, and there are traces of accidentally spilled paint. The appearance is not very handsome, but it can be called handsome, and the temperament is quiet, he should be the appearance of a rich man. At this time, facing the ridicule of everyone, there was nothing to express, just sitting on the side in silence, slowly said: "Two steamed buns...a pot of water."
Everyone laughed even louder: "Did you only earn two coppers today? Could it be that someone painted someone's wife and was beaten?"
"How can the painting and painter's affairs be called stealing?" The young master Jing finally retorted.
Qin Yi was taken aback when he heard the words, and then overjoyed: "Do you know how to fennel four?"
Young Master Jing was stunned: "What is that?"
"Four ways to write fennel beans."
"I don't know, isn't there only one kind?"
Qin Yi was dull and sighed, "Come on, sit down with me, and invite you to dinner."
Young Master Jing looked at him inexplicably: "I am not familiar with you."
Qin Yi smiled slightly and pointed to his nose: "Although what I am doing right now is very different from my profession or even not a style of painting, I am indeed a painter."