Chapter 162: Shijue Spring Sky

In the Qinqi Calligraphy and Painting Sect, there is a small mountain where special beginner disciples live, and the system is roughly the same as that of low-level disciples of general sects. The difference is that the teaching methods are all pine trees, green bamboos, and plum blossoms, and the "mountain immortals" formed by enlightenment are similar in nature to green tea.

It is not only because of the lack of manpower, but also because their attributes are actually the most suitable for leading this way. Children are naturally refined scholars under the influence of this environment.

However, under normal circumstances, it is impossible to teach Mengtong the introductory instruction like Ju Yunxiu, but to learn from the most basic palace and merchant characteristics, the most basic stroke by stroke, which is naturally much boring. It didn't take long for some of the disciples who were recruited to change departments, not to mention being obsessed with Taoism.

But this time...

A group of children are so fascinated around a fat sheep, the degree of obsession is probably even more fascinated than when Ju Yunxiu was learning painting by himself.

But is this called obsessed with painting? No matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it.

Above the clouds, Ju Yunxiu looked at Qin Yi beside him speechlessly.

Qin Yi looked up to the sky and laughed: "It's all about cultivating interests. In the future, they will start learning to make cute lambs for themselves. This is called entertaining."

"You make sense." Ju Yunxiu hesitated for a moment, and then asked: "But I haven't reached the point where I can use a painting to give birth to a complete painting soul. What a painting gives to this fat sheep is only based on what is reflected in this painting. Action temperament, it doesn't take long for them to get tired of it."

"So you don't even have the concept of comic strips?" Qin Yi gestured: "Different paintings can be connected by stories to form a continuous story. With your brilliance, you will naturally have a way to unify them and make them into one. An animated story that comes alive, just like a live-action drama."

Ju Yunxiu's eyes suddenly narrowed.

"We still have the way of the book, which includes story creation, right? The way of the piano also has the soundtrack, which is clearly a well-coordinated animation industry chain. Let alone children, I suspect that as long as it is done well, it will be thrown into other systems. In this game, a large number of people can be lured into becoming addicted to it. How many of them can really like piano, chess, calligraphy and painting depends on how to guide them in the future." Qin Yi said with a smile: "Take chess as an example, believe it or not Magically change "Soul of Chess", including you...uh..."

Just about to brag about the prospect, he stopped suddenly.

The grandfather of Qihun can easily remind him of Tassel.

Forget it, it would be bad if it caused others to speculate about the origin of his practice.

Taking a peek at Ju Yunxiu, Ju Yunxiu was distracted, as if immersed in some thoughts, and didn't listen to the second half of his sentence at all. Qin Yi heaved a sigh of relief, secretly thinking that it should be enough for him to take care of this matter to this extent, he didn't come here to play the sect's farming routine, and if he got too involved, he would lose his original intention.

But Ju Yunxiu said in a sleepy voice: "Consecutive paintings... I know, what is the reason why I have not been able to decipher the secret of that ancient painting? There should be many other paintings in it, and the connection is the complete guide... "

Qin Yi was taken aback for a moment. He thought that Ju Yunxiu was thinking about teaching development, but he didn't expect to think about this aspect.

No wonder, if she is someone who cares about the development of the sect, the dignified boss Huiyang will always find a way after all these years, so that there will not be two or three kittens left. It seems that she didn't put much thought here, and it is indeed her temperament.

Just when Qin Yi thought that Ju Yunxiu was going to start searching for other ancient painting clues, she yawned: "It's so troublesome, hey, Qin Yi, I don't care about the secret of that painting, if you want to know, you can find out later Find it. I went to bed."

After speaking, turn around and fly.

"Hello!" Qin Yi called to her, not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "This kind of deeply hidden clue must hide a big secret. You have no curiosity at all?"

"No." Ju Yunxiu turned her head with sleepy eyelids: "Because the way is not searched in this way, what is hidden in the painting cannot be the secrets related to piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, so what do other secrets have to do with me? Can it be simple? If you crack it, you can crack it, if it is too troublesome, I am crazy about Tao, not treasure."

Qin Yi scratched his head, wanting to praise a real immortal, but couldn't.

Because he really wanted to know the secret in that painting, maybe it was related to the "door".

But when you meet such a senior who doesn't ask questions about everything, you can call her lazy or stupid, but you can't boast, and you can't blame her, it hurts so much.

Ju Yunxiu said again: "In any case, you have done a great job in recruiting apprentices and passing on my way. You should be rewarded. If you are very interested in the secret, I can help you, at least a few other paintings. Should know where. But a piece of advice..."

Qin Yi listened calmly.

Ju Yunxiu said indifferently: "My master Huiyang sat down to the limit, and he is one of the most immortals in this world. The secrets he has hidden in the paintings and did not tell me must be extremely dangerous, and he does not want me to explore .You are practicing at this point, it is best not to think about it.”

"Okay." Of course, Qin Yi also understands this truth. The secrets related to tassels have never been touched by him now. He didn't struggle, and clasped his fists and said: "I went back to the manor to practice, if I want to know about this in the future, I will bother Senior Sister again."

Watching Qin Yi leave, Ju Yunxiu pondered for a moment, then suddenly took out a book and threw it into the air.

The booklets spread out little by little, and turned into the appearance of several warriors, saluting: "Master."

"Junior Brother Qin recruiting all new disciples to our sect must have touched some people's plans, maybe someone secretly tried to harm him." Ju Yunxiu said: "You have guarded Kefeng secretly, and anyone who sees anything sneaky will be punished. The ban is captured in the book, and I will take responsibility for the consequences."

"Yes." Hercules took the order, and the book fluttered and disappeared.

One thing Qin Yi has never been aware of is that although the Qinqi Calligraphy and Painting School has the fewest number of people, in a certain way, it is also the largest.

The power of actual combat may be the first in Myriad Dao Immortal Palace.

Ju Yunxiu alone is a sect.

She accepted apprentices for the sake of inheriting the Tao, never for the sake of the sect's popularity. In other departments, this may not be the case.

But Qin Yi also knew that he might have offended someone this time.

The matter of offending someone itself is not a big deal. What you lose is what you gain. He clearly felt that Ju Yunxiu's attitude towards him had changed subtly.

Although it still looks like that on the surface, it has actually changed from the nature of "hiring someone to work" to the meaning of "one of my own".

Back to my Passenger Peak, standing on the peak overlooking the distance, there is a drizzle like smoke, lightly sprinkled on the face, very comfortable.

A pair of swallows flew over and landed on Qin Yi's shoulders, very intimate.

It is as if he has become one with this nature, a part of the natural scenery.

It has been a month since I came to Wandao Immortal Palace, and the biggest gain is "going out", from the hustle and bustle along the way to the real nature. It's as if all the tourists are gone, only to feel the spring sky.

Spring has also passed, and there are already flying catkins. Qin Yi sensitively had a feeling of foresight, and this kind of retreat from the world would not be long.

He finally discovered that even in this idiotic fairyland, there are still "people".

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and they have never really "come out". Even a fairy like Ju Yunxiu, who was born in the world and has no desires, can't escape the word of struggle.

People are considered immortals in the mountains... they are still human after all.

It's better not to go out and run around in the near future.

Going home obediently to plant the land, cultivate seeds, cultivate his own body, and help Liusu condense his soul are his top priorities right now.

The land of fairy spirits, the seeds of fairy spirits, are naturally different from the rules of mortal crops. The seeds had already germinated in the past month, and it was not long before the soul-condensing flower that Liusu needed.