Seeking the Dao in the Seemingly Mundane Mortal World Chapter 147: Qin Xin is first achieved (5000 plus changes, the explosion change activity completed)
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Early the next morning, before Qin Yi arrived at the main house, he wanted to find the woman farewell.
This time the main house was not closed. Qin Yi saw the woman leaning against the window, holding a scroll, reading a book.
The morning sun shines on her, setting off her skin with a soft halo, her eyes are quiet, her temperament is lazy, and there is a cup of hot tea on her hand, faintly spilt with water vapor, slowly flowing over her, adding Three points of hazy feeling.
Qin Yi feels that the woman reading a book is already poetic and picturesque.
I glanced at the little girl with water, sitting next to her, sniffing her nose and drawing.
Qin Yi looked at her like a chicken, and wanted to laugh, and asked: "What's the matter?"
Qingcha smoked his nose and said: "Master took me to make tea again..."
While speaking, the woman picked up the tea cup with her bare hands, took a leisurely sip, and put it back, her eyes never leaving the scroll.
Qin Yi has only a series of ellipsis in his mind.
Dare you order a piece of tea as an apprentice, is it for this purpose?
"That..." He finally broke the tranquil atmosphere of a woman's reading, and said: "Thanks to stay overnight, I am here to say goodbye."
The woman turned her head and glanced at him, smiled slightly, and put down the scroll.
"Is this what you asked them to transcribe to me?" She said with a faint smile: "Is this a counterattack to me to test you with femininity?"
"Ahahaha..." Qin Yi made a haha, and soon said solemnly: "This book is not that simple."
"Well... the brushwork is cold, the world is full of emotions, as if you are in a picture scroll, you can know the appearance of a country from a market, it is really good." The woman pondered: "But the customs, the customs, seem to be the same as the known countries. Not the same, it has nothing to do with your Nanli."
"This is not what I know. It is not written by me. I just saw it accidentally, signed Lanling Xiaoxiaosheng."
"Once this kind of work comes out, someone will be sought after. As long as the world's essays are slightly famous, I can't be ignorant." The woman said lightly: "So there is no need to say such silly things by others, it is you Written."
"..." Does anyone believe the truth these days?
The woman’s eyes smiled again: "You are very familiar with the gameplay inside the panther...Isn’t the way of eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling more suitable for you? Why come to my Qinqi, Calligraphy and Painting Mountain?" /
"Eating, drinking, prostitution and gambling are not my own way." Qin Yi said earnestly: "It's because the sound of the piano is insignificant, the painting is fluttering, and the immortal family's artistic conception rushes over my face. It is more suitable for me. I hope to stay here for a few more days."
"Wait." The woman said displeased: "What senior? Am I very old?"
Qin Yi shut up and didn't answer.
With this method, I can’t tell the true age of others. After a certain level of practice, I can’t even read the so-called "bone age" because it has been reborn a long time ago, and it is not the original bone.
But logically, people who have practiced as Huiyang bosses can think about it with their toes, and at least they are the roots of the thousand-year old monster.
The woman stared at him for a while, and slowly said: "My surname is Ju, Juyunxiu."
Living in Yunxiu...it is suitable for her. She really can't see the smoke and fire, only the bookish and poetic, and there is a... strange funny comparison?
Qin Yi arched his hands and said: "Okay, seniors."
Ju Yunxiu was furious: "I told you your name so that you can add the last name when you call senior?"
Qin Yi was very helpless: "Is it impossible to call you Yunxiu?"
Ju Yunxiu said lightly: "Is there anything wrong? The name is not used for calling?"
Qin Yi was stunned.
Ju Yunxiu pondered for a moment, and then asked: "When I watched you see the tea painting and touched the picture of the lady last night, I observed the brushwork and utensils. This is the observation angle from which I have learned painting, not a layman." /
"Yes." Qin Yi was a little embarrassed: "I learned something briefly..."
It can basically be said that if you put aside new styles of painting such as sketching, and just talk about the level of painting, I am a university monk and a master of immortality who specializes in this Dao is not at the same level, even Qingcha is not comparable, he even I'm not too embarrassed to say that I learned to paint. Moreover, his degree of love is relatively low, saying that the people in this way are too reluctant.
Ju Yunxiu said again: "You can write stories and miscellaneous books...not to mention that you didn't write them. Books on Qinqi, calligraphy and painting do not only refer to calligraphy, but works. The works contain poetry, poetry, and history. Story."
Qin Yi had no choice but to say: "Before...oh, what does Sister Yunxiu want to say?"
Ju Yunxiu turned his head and looked at the morning sun outside the window. He looked at it for a long time, as if thinking about something. It took a while before he whispered: "Qinqi, calligraphy and painting, there is no one left."
"Huh?"
"Only the chess idiot, the uncle, holding on to the chess scene, always pulling others to play chess. And the piano, the book, the painting...I am the only one."
Qingcha raised her little hand: "Master still has me."
"A piece of tea, soak it in the water by yourself, without your interruption."
The tea ran in tears.
Ju Yunxiu turned his head and looked at Qin Yi: "I know that you are here to seek the truth, or have the intention of apprenticeship. I am the master of this peak and the master of the Qin, chess, calligraphy and painting sect in the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace. Qin Yi, Would you like to enter my gate?"
"Apprentice a teacher?" Qin Yi shook his head: "Don't worship."
Ju Yunxiu said: "I know you are not following the way of painting and calligraphy, but the traditional way of immortality. I hope you can get started because you are related to this way or have a certain interest, so you can keep this heritage. In case I am wrong in the future, some people can pass on this way, instead of forcing you to actually turn to this way. You can understand it as a guardian or a guest, who is not bound by the rules, but enjoys honor. The secret place is open to you, and it is easy to break through the heart of the piano, what do you think?"
Qin Yi hesitated for a moment, but insisted: "I don't apprentice a teacher."
"Oh?" Ju Yunxiu said strangely: "Xianhe Transmission, you are a casual cultivator. Could it be that you have a teacher, are you lying to it?"
Qin Yi said seriously: "I have inherited it occasionally. I don't even know what the master looks like, but in my heart, it is my teacher. No matter how many advantages you have, how many benefits it can give me, I also I don’t call others to be masters. Maybe it doesn’t care, but I care."
As he said this, his Niwan suddenly jumped.
These days, I have been awakening the unbroken piano heart, looking for opportunities everywhere, but because of this sentence, it seems that I am about to break through.
Tassel looked at it silently and sighed softly.
Not because of a single sentence.
Qin Xin is understanding and verifying one's own way. Qin Yi has the right way, he only needs to practice it, not in perplexity. Originally on the way to the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace, Qin Yi was already about to break through, and it wasn't just this time.
Whether it was the monks in the previous monastery, the angry beheading the monk, the burning of the Buddhist temple; or the refusal to eat, drink, and gamble yesterday; or the temptation to draw the soul last night... this is a process of practice, step by step , The accumulation of sand into a tower.
Including today's insistence on not approving a teacher, Qin Yi's practice is also part of his chivalrous heart, this man's basic values.
Although it seems to be stupid to death.
But...I have to admit, I'm very happy.
It sighed softly: "Get started, Qin Yi, the accumulation that a large sect can give you is far more beneficial than taking me around."
Qin Yi did not speak, he was silently feeling the process of the mist in his body turning into water droplets.
Ju Yunxiu leaned back and collapsed, with her slender hands supporting her pink cheeks, watching Qin Yi's piano heart break with interest.
A casual cultivator, at such a young age, so pragmatic in practice... That’s all, you can really break through the Qin Xin by asking questions yourself. This is also an extremely rare thing in the top class, let alone casual cultivator.
So yesterday, Crane Transmission, this boy was probably a genius, and hoped to keep him in the door as much as possible.
At first, she didn't have much interest, because Qin Yi looked delicate on the surface, and the records in the book are also elegant, but the result is actually a "crude martial artist", which does not fit her aesthetics. But under the test, it is very satisfying.
The kind of love for beauty is the soul of painting.
As for the resistance to the temptation of painting soul, verification of character is only one of them. In fact, the biggest key point is that the way of a painter is that you can't have the idea of painting something and enjoying it. If you have such an idea, it is impossible to get this way.
Qin Yi passed this test perfectly.
Then, there are gifts...
Throwing aside the erotica inside, those who have fallen into the world have entered the world in the way of writing.
A "crude martial artist", unexpectedly fits her needs very well.
He is still a genius who can come into the heart of the piano... It's a pity that he doesn't have the intention of doing this.
As Qin Yi's piano heart gradually solidified, Ju Yunxiu suddenly said: "If you don't want you to be a teacher, and only be worthy of my sister and brother? My master is dead early, no one wants you to kowtow."
Qin Yi was stunned for a moment, this seems...it’s hard to refuse...
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PS: Today’s explosion is complete, there must be 8W characters. This time, the total return can be up to 20%, and it will live up to everyone's joint efforts. It feels like a big fight to me, and I am exhausted from exhaustion. I hope the quality of the article has not deteriorated much. To return to normal two shifts from tomorrow, I have to take care of it.