Chapter 143 A Cup of Wine in Spring Breeze of Peach and Plum

Qin Yi thought this painter was really interesting.

He should be a very just person, just to the point of being a little pedantic, and it definitely doesn't look like a fake.

But he seems to be related to Vientiane Senluo Sect and is under its protection. Can he and Meng Qingying have the same painting style? There are two kinds of people.

While Jingze was drawing, he felt that Qin Yi was looking at him, so he couldn't help but raise his head and ask, "Why do you keep looking at me?"

Qin Yi asked: "You are lingering on the edge of the threshold of cultivating Taoism, and you can't get in. You can get in with just a little guidance from someone, do you know?"

"Know."

"The Wanxiang Senluo Sect is a top-notch demon sect, one of the best in the world, do you know that?"

Jingze glanced at him again: "I know."

"Since Wanxiang Senluozong is protecting you, why don't you learn Taoism from Wanxiang Senluozong?" Qin Yi asked: "Is this a fairy fate that the world can't even ask for? You don't learn at the door, are you stupid... ..."

Liusu: "Pfft..."

Qin Yi blushed: "Let's go, and I don't have the trouble of taking home."

Jingze was replying: "Wanxiang Senluozong is a demon sect, and his behavior is not in line with his subordinates. If he joins the sect, he will definitely do a lot of things that go against his own wishes. So they invited me several times, and I don't want to join the sect."

Qin Yi wondered: "Did you dare to invite you or did they invite you? Do you think you are a genius?"

"It's just because of a shocking pen passed down from my ancestors. Using this pen to draw portraits has the magic of ecstasy and soul-stirring, and it is in line with certain techniques of the Vientiane Sen Luozong. But it requires the way of painting, to draw the spirit of the other party, It doesn’t make sense for those who don’t know this way to take away the pen, of course I hope I can join.”

"So that's the case, Wanxiang Sen Luozong is so easy to talk, and instead of forcing you, he protects you?"

"Probably hope that I am sincere, because they want to accept a disciple in this direction, not just a dog, otherwise they can just turn me into a puppet, so why invite me?" Jingze sighed: "So It just makes my life difficult, and sooner or later I will be unable to restrain myself and fall into their sect."

"Interesting, you and Wanxiang Senluozong are very interesting." Qin Yi clapped his hands and smiled.

Turning around, I saw that the fire in the temple was getting bigger and bigger. The tongue of fire had already started to extend to the nearby peach forest, but it was blocked by some invisible spiritual energy, and it would not burn out for a while.

But obviously, Jingze Painting's defense is too weak, and sooner or later it won't be able to defend against it.

Qin Yi was also reluctant to burn down such a beautiful peach grove, so he stretched out his hand and pinched a magic formula.

Strangely, the flames no longer clashed left and right, but turned fiercely towards the sky, never burning the peach grove again.

Jingze looked at it in surprise, and asked, "Is this move difficult?"

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

Jingze thought about it for a while, then shook his head, and smiled: "At this time, the spring breeze is warm, the evil cave is gone, and this peach forest is more and more gorgeous. I think your Excellency is also a person who loves beauty. Wine, have a drink?"

Qin Yi took a look at him: "You seem to have no money."

Jingze said: "You can invite me today."

Qin Yi laughed.

In the depths of the peach forest, there is a stone pavilion to entertain guests, where people take a break to enjoy the scenery when they are tired from outing. After such a commotion today, there are no tourists, but it is clean.

Qin Yi went to a restaurant outside to buy wine, and the two sat opposite each other in the stone pavilion, having a drink.

It seemed that Jingze hadn't had a drink for a long time, and after only a small sip, he felt a little drunk on his face, but his expression became farther away, looking at the long peach forest, as if he was remembering.

Qin Yi knew that he wanted to tell a story, so he didn't rush him. The feeling of Tao Li Chunfeng and a glass of wine made him feel a little bit literary, and he was full of poetry, but unfortunately he was out of food and couldn't read poems.

"My family is a family of calligraphy and painting. When I was very young, my painting was praised by famous masters and praised as a child prodigy." Jingze finally said: "But in fact, although I have some talents, I can't be praised. Because Our family's painting skills are not human skills, but the real way of the immortal family. It is strange that we are not famous for painting the world with the way of immortality."

Qin Yi said casually: "You haven't passed on the complete way of immortality yet? Don't you have any formulas?"

"Almost. I have skills but no way." Jingze said: "So when I was young, I went out to study, worshiped all famous teachers, visited famous mountains and rivers, and tried to find the real way of painting."

"And you came back with no progress?"

"Human painting skills are useless to me... If I want to paint spirits, I need immortals." Jingze looked into the distance with ecstasy, and said in a low voice: "It is said that there is a way of painting in Wandao Immortal Palace, and the ancestors got it from it. So I went through a lot of hard work and found the legendary Myriad Dao Immortal Palace."

Qin Yi stopped asking, it was obvious that the trip to Wan Dao Immortal Palace disappointed Jingze a bit.

Sure enough, Jing Ze said: "In Wan Dao Immortal Palace, there are indeed people who have become Taoists in music, poetry, calligraphy and painting, but..." He paused, and sighed: "It's different from what I imagined."

"How to say?"

"It's full of book idiots, painting idiots, piano idiots, chess idiots, foodies, gamblers, perverts, everyone is obsessed, everyone is crazy, and they claim to be the best in the world. There are also people who are so-called crazy in the world, you can compare with them It's not at the same level at all, you can't see them doing other things, as if they exist only for those things. Brother Qin, you are a practitioner, do you think this is a fairy?"

Qin Yi smiled wryly: "What kind of cultivator am I...I am at most an explorer, and I really want to know what a fairy is."

Jingze said decisively: "From my point of view, this so-called immortal is no longer a human being. It is not the way of immortality in my heart, nor is it the way of drawing in my heart. At that time, I was young and vigorous. Once I said this, Wan Dao Immortal Palace would not accept it." Me. I have no regrets, and I went back to my hometown.”

Speaking of this, he drank the wine and said with a smile: "For more than ten years of confused exploration, I have been hesitating on the road. After all, this way of painting is still stagnant. I am ashamed of my ancestors."

Qin Yi raised his glass to respect each other: "I think you're about to attain the Tao."

"Huh?" Jingze shook his head: "To tell the truth, brother Qin, I'm really confused and can't get in."

"What you are looking for is no longer skills, but the way. There are thousands of ways, and it is quite normal for others' ways to be different from yours. As long as you have your own way, just keep going."

"My own way..."

"Brother Tai doesn't care about reputation, gains or losses, doesn't go with the evil way, doesn't care about the world. He just wants to leave a mark on the beautiful scenery in his heart. Although he is not obsessed with the Myriad Dao Immortal Palace, he has the same heart. How can it not be the way?"

"So this is the way..." Jingze stared straight at the peach blossoms in the distance: "I have the way myself, so why should I seek other people's way? I rode a donkey to find a donkey, and I didn't know it."

He suddenly dug out the half-bloomed peach blossoms from the painting basket, and took out a radiant paintbrush.

The colors are swaying, the stars are dotted, thousands of branches bloom from the scroll, and there seems to be phantom shadows of peach trees slowly floating in the scroll, and then grow densely and vigorously, and the shadow of the peach forest appears in the sky, shining like clouds.

Qin Yi watched helplessly as the huge aura of heaven and earth penetrated into Jingze's body, and then turned from emptiness to reality, the dantian overflowed, the three barriers were fully opened, the Niwan moved suddenly, and the spirit fell to the ground.

The heart of the piano is triple-folded and the fairy is dancing, and the nine qi are reflected in the night.

This painter who hasn't even started practicing qi has actually forged a Taoist body and a piano heart...

Qin Yi was very speechless, but there was no big surprise.

Because he seems to have never practiced, but he has actually practiced for a long, long time, which is not the same as the starting point of an ordinary mortal.

It doesn't matter whether you have been trained in mana practice or not, because this is just a beautiful painter, not a fighter.

He has learned.

Jingze stood up, bowed to Qin Yi and said, "Thank you fellow daoist, the success of painting in the future will all depend on what you say."

Do you still think you have achieved nothing? In terms of cultivation realm alone, you surpassed me all of a sudden, okay... Is it you or me?

Qin Yi really wanted to complain, but he also knew in his heart that if he was doing it for success in cultivation, he might not be successful instead.

This is a different path.

Liusu was saying: "It's very interesting, Qin Yi Qin Yi, I'm looking forward to Wan Dao Xiangong more and more. This place must be very interesting."

Qin Yi then asked Jingze: "Brother Jing, I'm going to Myriad Dao Immortal Palace. Are you still going to take another look? Maybe if you go at this time, you will have a new understanding."

Jingze thought for a while and said with a smile: "Go. But I want to go slowly, and I will not walk with Brother Qin after I have painted the beauty that I have missed along the way."

"Forget it. We are both in the search for immortality, and we will meet each other in the future. I hope that brother Jing will have become enlightened by then." Qin Yi saluted, turned around casually, with his sleeves fluttering, and disappeared into the peach forest, gradually not see.

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

In the painting is Qin Yi, with a green shirt and cloth shoes, with a free and easy attitude, floating in the peach forest like a fairy.

Waking of Insects, heaven and earth are born together, all things are prosperous, and there are immortals.

It is called "Picture of Fairy Trail".

The most puzzling thing for posterity is that the fairy in this picture of the fairy tale is holding a mace in his hand for some reason. It stands to reason that this kind of vulgar weapon will completely destroy the meaning of the fairy tale, but in the painting It looks strange but extremely harmonious, as if nothing is wrong.