Chapter 169: First Victory

Qin Yi looked at Ju Yunxiu in the stands.

Ju Yunxiu closed her eyes and fell asleep, ignoring him at all.

Qin Yi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, this senior sister didn't want him to participate in the competition, but he still insisted on coming, the senior sister wrote it down in her notebook, and she was losing her temper.

But Ju Yunxiu didn't ignore it at all, and gave him several paintings in advance for backup...

I just don’t know if I can use the painted ones... Seeing that Xixiangzi can use the refined alchemy just now, it shouldn’t be a big problem... Other craftsmen should not be able to make them on the spot, and they should bring ready-made ones .

After all, even if you are given a magic weapon, it doesn't matter whether your level can be used, it still depends on your understanding of this system.

That's it.

Qin Yi stood up and landed in the middle of the arena.

Ju Yunxiu opened his eyes.

Qingcha took two camellias and called from the stands: "Uncle Shi is the most..."

Before he finished speaking, Ju Yunxiu glared at him, and then sat back pitifully. Ju Yunxiu didn't die of anger in her heart, the whole audience was watching, it was embarrassing.

On the contrary, Qin Yi's image was not disgraceful, and he was very embarrassing. The green shirt is white, the sleeves are fluttering, and the jade flute is in hand, looking handsome and elegant. It really fits her image of a piano, chess, calligraphy and painting school, and it also fits her aesthetics too well.

The mace that violated harmony flashed through his mind, and was quickly thrown aside. I haven't seen my younger brother fight with a mace, it must be a ritual weapon to play with...

In the middle of the arena, the middle-aged craftsman saluted: "My lord loses to Lu, and I have met Junior Brother Qin."

"Good name!" Qin Yi praised, "It's time for you to learn how to be a craftsman."

Gongshu Lu was puzzled, shook his head and said: "In terms of name, of course no Junior Brother Qin is suitable for the noble sect."

Qin Yi smiled and said, "What is Gongshu brother planning to compare with me? Who can beat the painting soul or the puppet?"

"There is no comparison. Calligraphy and painting focus on spirit and soul, while our puppets focus on strength. Each has its own strengths. The victory or defeat can only prove their own practice, not discuss the Tao." Gongshu Ludao: "After all, we are discussing the Dao conference, not a martial arts competition. General Assembly."

Qin Yi was a little curious: "That's better than what?"

Gongshu Ludao: "We talk about practicality."

Qin Yi became more and more interested: "How about practicality?"

Gong Shulu pointed to the distant mountain: "Over there is the white crystal black copper mine owned by our Wandao Immortal Palace. Now it is the puppet we made that is mining and transporting it, which is of great benefit to the Immortal Palace. And the way of calligraphy and painting by the younger brother has never been so important to the Immortal Palace. How has it helped?"

Qin Yi was stunned for a moment, and then wanted to laugh.

He suspected that Gongshu Lu had long wanted to compare himself with Ju Yunxiu on this question. However, the difference in status and his poor practice were even worse. Seizing the opportunity of "discussing the Tao" after such a hard time, he couldn't wait to ask Qin Yi, it was hard for this guy.

He thought for a while and said with a smile: "We can draw a large number of wrestlers to mine at any time, but it takes a long time for senior brother to make a puppet, and the materials can't be found randomly, right?"

Gongshulu shook his head and said: "The soul of painting has reached the level of being able to physically mine, at least it must have the practice of Senior Sister Ju, and it may not be able to remain outside the painting for a long time, which is not practical."

Qin Yi said: "Brother hasn't answered the second part of my sentence, this mining puppet that can act on its own, how long does it take for senior brother to make a puppet? How many materials are needed? What kind of practice is needed?"

"It's just for mining, but I don't need much good materials. Ordinary iron materials are enough. It's not difficult to make, and Fengchu disciples can do it." Gongshu Lu said honestly: "But it does take a long time, and the limbs are different. The parts need to be polished in detail, which is already a waste of time... Ordinary disciples also need to do it slowly in half a year, this is the first homework for us to get started."

Qin Yi tilted his head to look at him for a long time, and said with a strange expression, "A disciple completes a puppet independently? Polish it slowly by yourself?"

"Yes, what else?"

"You have developed for five thousand years, don't you have the concept of mold and assembly line?"

"Of course there is a mold, but it's just to improve the standard of the disciples, and they deliberately maintain manual polishing." Gongshu Lu frowned and said, "This is the first time I've heard of an assembly line. What is this?"

"Some people are in charge of making the feet, some are in charge of making the hands, and some are in charge of assembling..."

Before Qin Yi could finish speaking, there was a "Hey" sound from the "chairman's podium", and the dirty craftsman suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashed.

Gongshu Lu also stayed there, muttering something. The artisan's side of the stands also began to whisper, apparently greatly touched.

They are all professional, and Qin Yi doesn't need to explain them too clearly, they can understand the truth of it as soon as they hear it, and the improvement of their craftsman's efficiency is probably not just a little bit, but can be widely used at all levels.

It's not that they haven't developed this step for thousands of years, it's just that the way of thinking of immortals is a little different.

Because the way of immortality is too much about personal practice, the ultimate pursuit is to integrate great power into one body. There are very few levels of division of labor and cooperation. It is good to explore an adventure and have professional cooperation. How can it be possible to think about the problem of assembly line operation?

Qin Yi just started and reminded them a lot like enlightenment. I am afraid that the craftsmen are thinking of more things than Qin Yi can think of at the moment, and they all think of how many years later they will go.

In fact, when Qin Yi mentioned this, his original intention was to tell them that to make molds, you first need to paint...

But with a quick mouth, it was all crooked... Qin Yi was also a little confused for a moment, this crookedness has nothing to do with the comparison between the way of calligraphy and painting and the way of craftsman, so what else?

Sure enough, Gongshu Lu came to his senses, and reluctantly said: "Junior Brother Qin's words are very meaningful to us, and we should accept it. But what does this have to do with the way of calligraphy and painting?"

Qin Yi pouted his neck and said, "I figured this out from reading books, why is it okay? Craftsmen should also read more books and work hard to improve their posture..."

A smile appeared on Ju Yunxiu's face, this is really a panacea answer, thanks to the wit of the younger brother.

The craftsman on the rostrum suddenly said: "We lost this game. We have studied thousands of years of ingenuity, and we need a master of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting to wake us up. What face is there to compare with others? We not only Admit defeat, and sincerely invite Nephew Qin to be the guest minister of this sect, and hope that Nephew Ju will let him go."

Ju Yunxiu was full of joy, trying hard to maintain an elegant image, and smiled slightly: "Uncle Mo is serious. Guest Qing is no problem, just don't poach people."

The craftsman nodded and said nothing more. Gongshu Lu also clasped his fists in a salute, turned around and left the stage.

Qin Yi breathed a sigh of relief, wiped off the sweat that didn't exist, and turned to look at Ju Yunxiu.

Don't say how out of the world she is and how she doesn't care about this "discussion". In fact, one of the intentions of inviting him to join the sect was obviously for this competition. Anyway, as the head of a sect, how many years she has not participated in the competition in the palace, will she lose face too, won't she? Qin Yi could really give her a face, so she was naturally happy.

Ju Yunxiu looked at him with a smile, and the two looked at each other for a while, then turned their heads away at the same time.

The moment Qin Yi turned his head, from the corner of his eye, Tian Jizi, who was sitting next to Ju Yunxiu, turned his head and looked at Ju Yunxiu, frowning.

Qin Yi was curious, he thought it was Zheng Yunyi who had thoughts about Senior Sister Ju, so it seems that his master had thoughts?

This child of Tianji should be a generation higher than Senior Sister Ju, right? An old cow eats young grass, what are you?

"Junior Brother Qin." Suddenly, Xi Xiangzi's familiar voice came from his ear, interrupting Qin Yi's thoughts.

Qin Yi turned his head to look, and Xi Xiangzi saluted him with a smile on the sidelines: "You and I compare again, how about it?"

Qin Yi subconsciously glanced at him somewhere, wondering if he had an itchy rash?

Xi Xiangzi seemed to sense where his gaze was going, shrunk a little in embarrassment, and said, "It is said that Qin Dao has ecstasy and soothing songs, and my Dan Dao also has this effect, why don't you compare?"

"Okay." Qin Yi yawned: "But I'm tired today, let others compare first, we'll talk about it tomorrow."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Xi Xiangzi to answer, he left the stage on his own, and ran to tease Qingcha.

Xi Xiangzi was so angry that he didn't vomit blood, so you just talked to Gongshu Luzui, are you tired?

But there are always a lot of strange people in the Immortal Palace, and there are more than half of them who go to drink, and he can't force him, so he can only say: "Then it's a deal, Junior Brother Qin, don't break your word."

"I know, I know, with so many suzerains watching, how can I rely on you?" Qin Yi waved his hands impatiently, thinking that he must go back to refine a soul-protecting elixir tonight and eat it first.

Do you really think that Lao Tzu only knows how to play piano, chess, calligraphy and painting? Dan Dao is my major, okay?