Chapter 164 Lian Biken Comes to Be Lonely

Three days later, the soul condensed pill was completed, and the room was filled with the fragrance of pills.

The pill furnace was automatically turned on, and a purple elixir slowly floated out, filled with purple air, and one could feel the joy of the soul just by looking at it from a distance.

Two of the three materials available for alchemy were destroyed, and the success rate was one third. Qin Yi leaned to the side as if collapsed, looking at the elixir lingering in the sky, he was both relieved and a little scared.

He doesn't understand probability. In theory, there is a 50% success rate, and three materials can always be one. But in fact, when you have exhausted the first two materials and left the last material, the first two materials do not exist, and this failure is a complete failure.

When refining alchemy, I didn't think about these things that worry about gains and losses. I continued to practice in one breath, and finally succeeded. In hindsight what if it failed?

If you want to find suitable medicinal materials to refine again, then you don't know the year of the monkey. The black lotus blood is an extremely accidental acquisition. It has been hidden on your body for almost a year, and you may not be able to find it elsewhere.

The elixir dangled towards the mace by the wall, and then floated on the top of the stick. The purple air lightly sprinkled down and enveloped the stick, and the elixir also gradually fell, gradually merging with the mace, The scene is a bit hazy and dreamy.

"Qin Yi..." Liusu said in a low voice, "I absorb the condensed soul, and I have to sleep for a while before I can wake up. Don't be tricked."

Qin Yi was taken aback for a moment, but didn't know how to answer for a while.

He hadn't thought about it before, after refining this pill, he would enter a state where he would be unable to communicate with Tassel for a short time... This was nothing at all, just sleeping for a while, and soon he would see a cute stick spirit in front of him... But to Qin Yi, it really felt like there was an instant emptiness in his heart.

Back then when I entered the palace to meet Qingjun's father, I felt uncomfortable all morning without a stick. How many days will I have to leave this time?

But he also knows that he can't have this kind of "tassel dependence". After all, he has to rely on himself.

In fact, in the recent stage, most of his actions are decided by himself. Except for "I want, I want" when he needs something, Tassel rarely intervenes to affect his way of thinking. The two parties had already known that one day Tassel would reunite his body—not even waiting for his body to be condensed, as long as the Yangshen was able to roam freely, it would be impossible to get tired of being with Qin Yi all the time.

Sooner or later he had to get used to the days without tassels.

The more tassels healed, the closer to that day.

This short slumber can be regarded as a preview, one must get used to it.

Ziguang gradually fell silent, and Tassel was silent. Qin Yi stepped forward and picked up the mace, heaved a sigh of relief, turned and went out.

At this time, he can still hold the mace in his hand, but there is no tassel to communicate with... The one who lives with him is never a mace, but the soul hidden in the stick.

The first minute without tassels...it didn't feel empty like before, but a little absent-minded.

I don't even care about practicing.

It's not so much a loss of tasseled communication as a sense of loneliness.

Before relying on tassels, it was said to be for learning the Tao, but it is really better to say that it is a partner who depends on each other, and it can fill the loneliness of being alone in another world. Tassel is the only person who knows that his origin is not in this world. From this meaning, only Tassel can let him find his nostalgia.

A... a traveler in another world.

As a stranger in a foreign land, when you are alone, you will miss Qingjun especially. It's not at this moment, it has happened before, but he won't show it in front of Tassel, it seems that he is not "out of the world".

After all, she was her first woman, and the only one who was truly her "girlfriend". When you are lonely, you will naturally miss it.

I'm usually in a daze, and I don't have any thoughts all the time, but when I get to a certain kind of loneliness, there will be a flood of longing. He would really like to know how Li Qingjun is doing now, whether he still bears such a heavy burden on his shoulders, whether there are any treacherous officials who have trouble with her, whether it is difficult to help a one-year-old baby to govern the country...

The lingering night of that night often flashes through his mind in the middle of the night, Qin Yi knows that he is not forgetting his lover, he can't forget it, it was his first love.

To put it bluntly, his bid farewell to Nanli Xundao also meant to protect her.

Not to leave her.

At this time, there is no tassel, no Qingjun, no Minghe, and now that he has practiced, when he suddenly looks back, he is alone.

Qin Yi shook his head and suddenly laughed.

Leaving the cave and climbing to the top of his peak, he found that it was dusk. Climbing high and looking far away, looking at the vast mountains in the setting sun and drizzle can open up one's mood.

He sat on the edge of the cliff, took out the jade flute, and played a song softly.

There is no formula, it is just the expression of mood, casual expression, blowing and blowing will form a tune of its own, and become a brand new tune.

Such is the skill of the immortal family, it can make a person who didn't understand music at all before January suddenly become a musician.

"You said you were just a passer-by, but you are actually a very emotional person." Ju Yunxiu's voice came from behind.

Qin Yi's flute stopped suddenly, and he said calmly, "Sister, won't you sleep today?"

"Just after waking up, I heard the voice of love, and I felt something in my heart. Unexpectedly, my sect really has someone who can talk with joy." Ju Yunxiu sat beside him, and looked at him curiously: "Who is this to say goodbye to?" Woolen cloth?"

Qin Yi knew that the meaning of the melody could not be concealed from someone like Ju Yunxiu who was really knowledgeable, so he could only say: "I think of the friends who were separated for a short time, and I also think of the lovers in my hometown."

"Do you have a lover?" Ju Yunxiu automatically ignored her friends and grasped the point: "Why don't you be a Taoist companion and always be by your side?"

Qin Yi looked at Yuan Shan fascinated: "She has her responsibilities, which are more important than Tao."

"What about you? Why don't you stay with her?"

"I also have my responsibility." Qin Yi said: "When I succeed in seeking the Tao, I will go back."

"Even after a hundred years, she will be gray-haired?" Ju Yunxiu sighed: "How can you be a couple of gods and immortals, a hundred years in the rivers and lakes?"

Qin Yi was silent for a moment, then slowly said, "I don't need a hundred years."

Ju Yunxiu looked at him curiously for a while, then suddenly smiled: "It's really fast, after more than a month, I first entered Qinxin and reached the fourth floor of Qinxin.

Qin Yi said: "It's the senior sister's way, which fits with my practice, so I'm advancing by leaps and bounds."

Ju Yunxiu nodded, and said again: "I only passed on your flute skills, not the tactics of warfare. It just happened to be here today, and I will pass on some tunes to you for combat."

As he spoke, he was about to point out again, but Qin Yi suddenly said, "I told you to do it hand in hand."

Ju Yunxiu stopped with her slender fingers, and looked at him with a half-smile: "Are you really going to provoke me?"

Before Qin Yi could answer, she smiled again and said, "Forget it, I'm just a lonely person."

Qin Yi said strangely: "It seems that you understand it very well."

Ju Yunxiu smiled and did not answer.

Lian Bi is willing to be lonely, but he is just the same person.

Ju Yunxiu flipped her slender hand, and suddenly a lyre appeared in her hand: "I'll play, you listen, when you learn it, you and I will get along, okay?"

Qin Yi smiled and said, "Are you sure I can know your voice? Don't expect too much..."

Ju Yunxiu smiled slightly: "If you want me to hold your hand, this is the first threshold. Let's see if you can do it."

The sound of the zither rose slowly, the birds circled and sang in harmony, and the high mountains and flowing water echoed in the setting sun.

I don't know when there was a flute sound in the sound of the piano, as if a mountain wind was suddenly added to the flowing water, and there were falling flowers floating in the water, slowly drifting away.

The dwarf pine at the edge of the cave turned into two boys with a clear breeze and a bright moon. They raised their heads to look at the top of the mountain, and praised in a low voice: "It's hard to find a soulmate when the real music is in harmony."

In this family of literati and poets, even the big-headed boy is a young man.