Seeking the Dao in the Seemingly Mundane Mortal World Chapter 141: Peach plum spring breeze a glass of wine

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Qin Yi thinks this painter is really interesting.

He should be a very righteous person. The justice has reached a level of pedantic, and it definitely doesn't seem to be pretending.

But he seems to be related to the Vientiane Senluozong and is protected by him. Can he and Meng Qingying be the same style of painting? There are totally two kinds of people.

Jingze drew and painted, feeling that Qin Yi was watching him, so he couldn't help but raised his head and asked: "What are you doing while watching me?"

Qin Yi asked: "You are hovering at the threshold of the monk, and you can't enter. You can get started with a little someone's call, do you know?"

"I know."

"The Vientiane Senluo Sect is a first-class demon sect, and it is ranked in the world, do you know?"

Kyozawa glanced at him again: "I know."

"Since the Vientiane Senluo Sect is sheltering you, why don't you learn from the Vientiane Senluo Sect?" Qin Yi asked, "This is the immortal fate that the world can't ask for? You don't learn it at the door, yes Not stupid..."

Tassel: "Puff......"

Qin Yi's face is red and his ears are red: "While going, people don't have the trouble of taking homes."

Kyozawa is answering: "The Vientiane Senluo Sect is a demon sect, and his actions are incompatible with the next. If he enters the sect, he must do a lot of things against his original wishes. So they invited me several times and I did not want to enter the sect." /

Qin Yiqi said: "Dare you still invite you? Think you are particularly talented?"

"Just because the ancestors passed a frightening pen, using this pen to draw portraits has the magic of ecstasy and fright, and it is in harmony with certain magic methods of the Vientiane Senluozong. But it requires the way of painting to draw the essence of the other party. I'm so angry, it doesn't make sense for anyone who doesn't know how to do this. Of course I hope I can join in."

"So that's it, Senluozong in Vientiane is so good to talk, but instead of forcing you to protect you?"

"Probably hope that I am sincere, because they are a doorman who wants to accept this kind of direction, rather than just asking for a dog, otherwise it will be enough to make me a puppet, so why invite an appointment?" Kyozawa sighed : "So it just makes my life embarrassing. Sooner or later, I will be unable to restrain myself and throw myself into their door."

"Interesting, both you and Vientiane Senluozong are interesting." Qin Yi smiled with his palm.

Turn around and see the fire in the temple is getting bigger and bigger. The tongue of fire has begun to extend to the nearby peach forest, but it is blocked by some invisible aura, and it will not burn for a while.

But it is obvious that the protection of Jingze's paintings is too weak, and sooner or later it will not be able to prevent it.

Qin Yi couldn't bear to burn such a beautiful peach forest, so he reached out and pinched a trick.

The tongue of flame is strangely no longer conflicting left and right, but it is fierce to the sky, and it will never burn Taolin again.

Kyozawa looked at in surprise and asked, "Is it difficult to do this?"

"It's not that difficult. What you want is control, not power." Qin Yi smiled and said, "Do you not learn?"

Kyozawa thought for a while, then shook his head and smiled: "At this time, the spring breeze is warming, the evil cave is gone, and this peach forest is becoming more and more splendid. I think your Excellency is also a person who loves beauty. Drink with peach blossoms and have a drink?"

Qin Yi glanced at him: "You seem to have no money."

Kyosawa said: "You can invite me today."

Qin Yi laughed.

In the depths of the peach forest, there is a stone pavilion for guests. People take a break here to enjoy the scenery when they are tired. Today is so busy, tourists are gone, but clean.

Qin Yi went to a wine shop outside to buy wine, and the two sat opposite Shiting for a drink.

Jingze seems to have not drunk for a long time. He only took a sip and got a little drunk, but his expression became more distant, looking at the long peach forest, as if he was reminiscing.

Qin Yi knew he wanted to tell a story, and didn't rush him. The feeling of this peach and plum spring breeze with a glass of wine made him feel a little literary and poetic, but unfortunately he was out of stock and couldn't read poetry.

"My family is a heir to painting and calligraphy. When I was very young, my painting was appreciated by great masters, and I was praised as a child prodigy." Kyozawa finally said, "But in fact, although I have some talents, I can't be considered Praise. Because our family inherited painting skills, inhuman skills, and real immortals. It’s weird to use immortals to paint the world without being famous."

Qin Yi said: "Your Immortal Dao hasn't been passed on completely? No magic trick?"

"Almost. Skilled but incompetent." Jingze said: "So when I was a teenager, I went out to study, pay homage to famous teachers, visit famous mountains and rivers, and try to find the real way of painting."

"But you came back without any improvement?"

"Human painting skills are no longer useful to me... I want to paint gods and souls, so I need immortals." Jingze looked at the distance in a daze, and whispered: "It is said that there is a way of painting in the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace. I got a trace of inheritance from it. So I worked hard to find the legendary Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace."

Qin Yi didn't ask any more, it was obvious that Jingze was a little disappointed by his trip to the Immortal Palace.

Sure enough, I heard Jingze said: "In the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace, there are indeed practitioners of piano, poetry, calligraphy and painting, but..." He paused and sighed: "It's not the same as I imagined."

"How to say?"

"It is full of book idiots, painting idiots, piano idiots, chess idiots, and even foodies, gambling ghosts, **** sticks, everyone obsessed, all crazy, known as the world. There are also known as crazy people. They are not at the same level, you can't see them do anything else, as if they exist only for those things. Brother Qin, you are a cultivator, do you think this is immortal?"

Qin Yi smiled wryly: "What kind of practitioner...I am an explorer at best, and I really want to know what immortal is."

Jingze categorically said: "It seems to me that this name is called immortal. It is already inhuman. It is not the immortal Dao in my heart, nor the Dao in my heart. At that time, I was young and vigorous. Don’t accept me. I have no regrets and go back to my hometown."

Speaking of this, he drank the wine and said with a smile: "For more than ten years, he has been confused and explored, and he has been walking around. After all, this painting is still stagnant, and I am ashamed of the ancestors."

Qin Yi toasted to each other: "I think you are fast."

"Huh?" Jingze shook his head: "If you don't lie to Brother Qin, I'm really confused, so I can't enter the door."

"What you are asking for is no longer a skill, but a way of seeking. There are thousands of avenues. It is normal that the ways of others are not in line with you. As long as you have your own way, you can go on."

"My own way..."

"Xiongtai does not care about reputation, gains and losses, not with the evil ways, not with the world. I just want to leave a mark on the beauty of my heart, although it is not like the obsession of the Ten Thousand Ways Immortal Palace, but with the same heart, why is it not Tao?"

"So this is the way..." Jingze stared at Peach Blossom in the distance: "I have the way, so why should I ask for the way of others? I ride a donkey to find a donkey without knowing it."

He suddenly pulled out the half-spent peach blossom from the basket, and then drew out a shining brush.

The colors are swaying, the stars are a little bit, thousands of branches bloom from the scroll, and there seems to be a peach tree phantom slowly floating in the scroll, and then densely densely, it grows strong, and the shadow of the peach forest appears in the sky. Yunxia.

Qin Yi watched as the huge aura of heaven and earth penetrated Jingze's body, and then it turned into reality, the dantian overflowed, the three levels were opened, the mud pill suddenly moved, and the soul fell.

The three-folded dancer in the heart of the piano, the nine spirits reflected in the night.

This painter, who has never started to practice Qi, has actually created a Taoist womb and made a piano heart...

Qin Yi is very speechless, but there is no major surprise.

Because he seems to have not practiced before, he has actually practiced for a long time, which is not the same as the starting point of an ordinary mortal.

It doesn’t matter whether you have undergone mana training or not, because this is just a good painter, not a fighter.

He has gained the Tao.

Jingze stood up and said to Qin Yi: "Thanks to fellow daoists, the success of painting in the future depends on the achievements of fellow daoists."

Do you think you can do nothing? In terms of the realm of cultivation alone, you suddenly surpassed me, okay...Is it because you have it or me?

Qin Yi wanted to vomit, but he knew in his heart that if he was to achieve success in cultivation, he might not achieve success.

This is a different way.

Tassel is saying: "Interesting and interesting, Qin Yi Qin Yi, I am more and more looking forward to the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace, this place must be very interesting."

Qin Yi asked Jingze: "Brother Jing, I'm going to the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace. Would you like to go and take another look? Maybe you go again at this time, and you will have a new understanding."

Jingze thought for a while and smiled: "Go. But I want to go slowly. I have painted the beauty I missed all the way, so I won't walk with Brother Qin."

"Never mind. In the same path of quest, there will be a day to meet in the future. I hope that Brother Jing will be able to draw by then." Qin Yi saluted, turned around, his sleeves fluttered, and he sank into Taolin. In, gradually disappeared.

Kyozawa watched his back leave, pondered for a moment, then spread out the picture scroll and drew a picture quickly.

It is Qin Yi in the painting, with blue shirts and cloth shoes, with a free and easy mentality, floating in the peach forest, like a fairy.

Jingzhe, heaven and earth are born, all things are prosperous, and there are immortals.

The name is "The Legend of the Wizard".

The most puzzling thing for future generations is that the fairy in the fairy tale picture is holding a mace in his hand for some reason. It is reasonable to say that this vulgar tool will destroy the meaning of the fairy tale completely. But the painting looks surprisingly harmonious, as if it is wrong without it.