Seeking the Dao in the Seemingly Mundane Mortal World Chapter 174: Shou tomb

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Qin Yi came to Ju Yunxiu's house for the first time.

Not far from the cliff, there are green grasses between the back of the house and the cliff, and there are a few tea trees, and the fragrance of flowers is very tangy. At this time, the tip of the leaf is tender, and I don’t know if the tea grew from here...

There are recliners on the grass and a book on the chairs, which seems to be the place where Yunxiu can read and sleep in the afternoon.

Little bourgeois.

Qin Yi feels that if you add a parasol, sunglasses and coffee, it will be a villa lawn, a model of petty bourgeoisie life.

Wang Qingchi is just outside the house. Qingcha said that this is the one who washes the brush, but it doesn't look dirty at all. There is no black ink as imagined, and there is no variety of paint brushes. On the contrary, it is crystal clear, with lotus leaf pavilions, and fish and shrimps appear and disappear under the lotus leaves.

A rainbow floats on the pool, running through the north and south, like a bridge deck.

Ju Yunxiu slowly walked onto the rainbow.

Qin Yi was a little embarrassed to stand behind: "I won't take the clouds, will I fall when I step on it?"

Ju Yunxiu gave a "pounce" and chuckled back looking back: "Come on, you won't fall."

Qin Yi tried to step on it. It was neither fiction nor reality. I didn't know the material. Stepping on it was a little dreamy.

"Is this...painted?"

"Yes."

Ju Yunxiu simply responded, and stood on the Hongqiao Bridge looking at the lotus leaves, without saying much.

Qin Yi walked slowly to his side, and heard Ju Yunxiu whispered: "This Hongqiao is a sign of the beginning of my painting. The dead can be realized. Although it does not involve the soul, it already has infinity. Possibly. From that moment on, the master passed the sect to me with confidence."

So this is a monumental boudoir place? Most people cannot come.

It is also a daughter's heart for Xiao Wenqing.

Qin Yi stood beside her, feeling the fragrance of the lingering nose, whispered: "In fact, people like you... don't want to be a suzerain."

"I can't get cheap and sell well." Ju Yunxiu said: "Although I don't want to take on the important responsibilities of the sect, I must admit that the benefits of being the lord are great. These 22 spiritual mountains belong to me. Control, the land of mountain spirits listen to my instructions, the relics of the ancestors are deployed by me, and the chess and book immortals are protected by me... If a person is at ease, the face seems more in line with oneself, in fact, he may not be able to enjoy the ease of birth today.

Qin Yi is thoughtful, the truth in this is actually a bit interesting, and many people may not be able to see it clearly.

Although Ju Yunxiu has a literary and youthful spirit, he is still a sober and strong man after all. He will not "run to freedom and hobbies" in the two places and forget what is the prerequisite for real comfort.

"So since I enjoy this benefit, I need to bear this responsibility, care about its inheritance, and maintain its majesty." Ju Yunxiu said: "I have thought that if you find a reliable heir, you can learn Like the two masters and uncles of Qizhishuxian, they put the burden on the young people and become the elders themselves, so you can do both."

Qin Yi's face was a little weird and pointed to himself: "Have you considered me?"

"I thought about it." Ju Yunxiu said with a grin: "Later, I think you have no desire for power and aspirations than me, and no sense of belonging. If you really leave it to you, I'm afraid you will run better. I'm fast."

"Understand me." Qin Yi also smiled: "For this reason, you and I are the same person."

Ju Yunxiu tilted his head slightly, his face was flushed, but he didn't refute.

It's true that their confidants have each other, because of this.

The same has no power and desire to be greedy, loves the clean and free of dust, music and painting are incomparable to the world.

The same loneliness, the same feeling that I...I am a passenger.

One is that there are no dao friends, Xuan Duan is not heard, and can only bully the little maid. One is that I always feel a little out of place in this world, a stranger in a strange land, when the tassel is hidden, it is difficult loneliness.

Of course, the specifics are quite different. For example, Ju Yunxiu is really obsessed with music, painting and calligraphy, while Qin Yi only treats it as a way of understanding. And Ju Yunxiu also knew that Qin Yi didn't have such a humble gentleman as he looked at him, but also had some dirty thoughts.

But compared to the hard-to-find friends, those differences are not important, and they are not looking in the mirror.

So it was so close that he even wanted to change his mind even if he planned to participate in the Dao Conference.

Originally, it was only a confidant who was able to comfort the loneliness, and neither side had any impure thoughts, but the "picture scroll confession" misunderstood by the whole fairy palace this time was tossed, and finally it was no longer pure.

The feelings of both parties are rippling, it is impossible to say that the way is unknown, the love is not completed, if it is cut off, they will not give up.

So "I want to draw you by myself" became the best excuse between the two.

Actually, standing side by side on the Hongqiao Bridge, blowing the breeze by the pool, quiet and quiet, but it's just the companion, where's the paintbrush?

I don’t know how long I stood quietly before Qin Yi spoke to break the silence: "Your master’s painting is in Zheng Yunyi's hands...Did you say that you lost the bet to the Zheng family before?"

After all, business matters, and other things can be done slowly.

"That should be another one. My master shouldn't give my portrait to someone else." Ju Yunxiu muttered, "In my understanding, this painting should have been buried with Master..."

"Listen to this tone, didn't you bury it yourself?"

Ju Yunxiu said in a huff: "We monks, who do you want to bury? Choose the tomb yourself, and close it in all directions. The world is unknown."

After a pause, he said: "When the heavens and humans fail, the ugliness is full... even more embarrassed than the mortal death. If it is not necessary, no one will want to be seen."

Qin Yi Tucao: "The monks who are desperate for face, are still looking at the appearance."

"..."

"So since you didn't bury it yourself, this painting was lost to the Zheng family, and the one who was buried was another one." Qin Yi said, "You think your master will not give your portrait to others. Maybe your master intended to match up someone from the Zheng family with you, but then she put it on hold."

Ju Yunxiu frowned for a while, and muttered to himself: "It's not impossible. If so, it means that the master was dissatisfied with the palace lord at the beginning and reached a tacit understanding with Mouzong."

"Huh? And the story of the palace lord?"

"Because the lord of the palace has not been seen for many years, everything is conveyed by the cranes. Even if we go to see him in the palace, we will talk in the air and never see anyone."

Qin Yi finally understood why this Daoist Conference, which was supposed to be highly valued by the palace lord, did not see the palace lord.

It's no wonder that some people in the conspiracy sect began to use conspiracy on their fellow sects, with the intention of step by step mergers or squeezing space to seize resources. The ultimate goal is probably to seek the position of the palace lord. There is such a game at the door, the palace owner shouldn't be completely invisible, I am afraid it is in what abnormal situation, it is not suitable to deal with it with fanfare, and has to be tacit understanding?

"The palace lord is afraid that something is going on...Before the last appearance, did you hear about what kind of exercises he is going to do, or what to do?"

Ju Yunxiu thought for a while: "I only heard the crane said a very strange word, saying that it is guarding the tomb. But in this fairy palace, who is worthy of the palace owner's tomb?"

Qin Yi was also at a loss. Ju Yunxiu didn't know about things in Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace for thousands of years. He knew less about Immortal Palace, let alone analyze the ghost.

But at least one thing can be judged.

The lord of the palace is actually in a semi-retired state, and generally will not show up. In fact, most of the deacons in the main hall of the Immortal Palace do not have much practice and are responsible for internal and external government affairs. In other words, the actual controller of the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace is the strongest master of the four major systems. Whoever defeats the other three sects is equivalent to acting as the master of the palace...

Then there are only two or three kittens in your piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. Who else will they look for if they don’t look for you first?

"If this is the case...actually, we can find the other two cases to intervene and tell them the truth about the coldness of the lips and the teeth. If we hang up, they will be the next one. Why do we want the two cases to stand alone? "

Ju Yunxiu hesitated: "If someone else intervenes, I am afraid that the situation will be more complicated. After all, we will have fewer people and we will be too stretched to deal with it."

Qin Yi said: "But the other party has already attracted outsiders to intervene. It's not as gentle as you imagined. I'm afraid that we will fight two by one, and that will be a tragedy."

"Huh?" Ju Yunxiu didn't react for a moment.

Qin Yi sneered slightly: "Where did Xixiangzi's Dahuanxi Temple elixir come from?"