Chapter 162: Lian Bi is willing to come with loneliness
Three days later, the soul-condensing elixir was completed, and the fragrance of elixir filled the room.
The elixir furnace opened automatically, and a purple elixir slowly floated out, filled with purple energy. Just looking at it from a distance, you can feel the joy of your soul.
Two of the three materials available for making the elixir were destroyed, and the success rate was one-third. Qin Yi leaned aside as if exhausted, looking at the elixir shimmering in the sky, feeling both relieved and a little scared.
He doesn't understand probability science. Theoretically, there is a 50% success rate. Three materials can always produce one of them. But in fact, when you fail to refine the first two materials and have the last material left, the first two materials are equal to
If it doesn't exist, this failure is a complete failure.
When refining the elixir, I was focused on it and did not think about the worries about gains and losses. I continued practicing in one breath and finally succeeded. What if I failed after thinking about it?
If you want to find suitable medicinal materials to refine it again, you don't know that it's the year of the monkey and the moon of the horse. The demon blood black lotus alone is an extremely unexpected acquisition. It has been hidden in your body for almost a year, and you may not be able to find it elsewhere.
The elixir drifted toward the mace on the wall, and then floated on the top of the stick. Purple air gently sprinkled down, covering the body of the stick. The elixir also gradually fell, and gradually merged with the mace.
The scene has a somewhat hazy and dreamlike feel.
"Qin Yi..." Liusu whispered: "I absorb the condensed soul, and I will have to sleep for a while before I can wake up. It won't be long, but there is no definite number... You don't have me by your side, you have to use your brain more, but
Don’t be fooled.”
Qin Yi was stunned for a moment and didn't know how to answer.
He had never thought before that after the elixir was refined, he would enter a state where he would be unable to communicate with Liusu for a short period of time... This was nothing at first. He would just sleep for a period of time, and soon he would see a cute stick spirit in front of him...
But for Qin Yi, it felt as if there was an empty space in his heart.
When she first went to the palace to meet Qingjun's father, she didn't bring Bangbang with her all morning, and she felt uncomfortable all over. How many days will she be away this time?
But he also knows that he cannot have this kind of "tassel dependence", and he has to rely on himself after all.
In fact, most of the things he does these days are his own decisions. Except for "I want it, I want it" when he needs something, Liusu rarely intervenes to influence his thinking. Both parties have long known that one day Liusu will reunite.
——Don't even wait for the body to be condensed. As long as the Yang Shen is out of the body and can roam freely, it will be impossible to be with Qin Yinu all the time.
Sooner or later he will have to get used to life without tassels.
The more tassels recover, the closer we are to that day.
Now this short slumber can be considered a rehearsal, and you must get used to it.
The purple light gradually became silent, and Tassel lost his voice. Qin Yi stepped forward, picked up the mace, breathed a sigh of relief, and turned around to go out.
At this time, he can still hold the mace in his hand, but there is no tassel to communicate... The one who depends on him for life is never a mace, but the soul hidden in the stick.
The first minute without the tassel... I didn't feel as empty as before, just a little absent-minded.
I have no interest in practicing.
It's not so much the loss of Tassel's communication as it is a sense of loneliness.
Liusu relied on Liusu before, saying it was to learn Taoism, but it was really more like a companion who depended on each other. It could fill the loneliness of being alone in a different world. Liusu was the only person who knew that his origin was not in this world. In this sense, only Liusu
It allows him to find nostalgia.
A...passer-by in another world.
A stranger in a foreign land, when he is lonely, he will miss Qingjun very much. It is not at this moment, it has happened before, but he will not show it in front of Liusu, which seems to make him look very "unworldly".
After all, she was my first woman, and the only one who could really be considered a "girlfriend". When I was lonely, I would naturally miss her.
He is usually dull and doesn't miss him all the time, but when he feels lonely, his thoughts will flood in. He would like to know how Li Qingjun is doing now, and whether he still carries such a heavy burden on his shoulders.
Is it difficult to help a one-year-old baby run the country...
The lingering love of that night often flashes through his mind late at night. Qin Yi knows that he has not forgotten his lover, he cannot forget it, it was his first love.
To put it bluntly, his farewell to Nanli and Xundao also meant that he could protect her.
Not to leave her.
At this time, there was no Liusu, no Qingjun, and no Minghe. After practicing till now, when I suddenly looked back, I was actually alone.
Qin Yi shook his head and suddenly laughed.
After leaving the cave, I climbed to the top of my mountain and found that it was already dusk. Climbing high and looking into the distance, looking at the vast mountains in the setting sun and drizzle, can make me feel more relaxed.
He sat on the edge of the cliff, took out his jade flute, and played a song gently.
There is no set method, it is just a reflection of mood, a casual expression, and it becomes a tune of its own as you blow it, becoming a brand new piece of music.
This is the magic of immortality, which can make a person who didn't understand music at all a month ago suddenly become a musician.
"You say you are just a passerby, but in fact you are a very emotional person." Ju Yunxiu's voice came from behind.
Qin Yi suddenly stopped playing the flute and said calmly: "Sister, aren't you going to sleep today?"
"I just woke up and heard the voice of being, and I felt something in my heart. Unexpectedly, our sect can really express its feelings with joy." Ju Yunxiu sat next to him and looked at him curiously: "Who are you saying goodbye to?"
Woolen cloth?"
Qin Yi knew that the meaning of the tune could not be hidden from someone like Ju Yunxiu who was really knowledgeable, so he could only say: "I think of my friends who were separated for a short time, and I also think of my lovers from my homeland."
"Do you have a lover?" Ju Yunxiu automatically ignored his friend and grasped the key point: "Why don't you become a Taoist companion and always be by your side?"
Qin Yi looked at the distant mountains in trance: "She has her responsibilities, which are more important than Tao."
"What about you? Why don't you stay with her?"
"I also have my responsibilities." Qin Yi said: "When I succeed in my pursuit of truth, I will go back."
"Even if a hundred years later, she will be gray-haired?" Ju Yunxiu sighed: "How can they be like a couple of gods and immortals, who have been in the world for a hundred years."
Qin Yi was silent for a moment and said slowly: "I don't need a hundred years."
Ju Yunxiu looked at him curiously for a while, then suddenly smiled: "It's really fast. It took more than a month, when I first entered Qinxin and reached the fourth floor of Qinxin. I actually didn't feel any sense of emptiness, and I still felt very solid."
Qin Yi said: "It's my senior sister's way that combined with my practice, so I've made rapid progress."
Ju Yunxiu nodded and said: "I only taught you the flute skills, but not the tactics of fighting. As I am talking about this today, I will teach you a few pieces of music to use in battle."
As he was about to point again, Qin Yi suddenly said: "I told you to do it step by step."
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 and said to herself: "That's all, I'm just a lonely person."
Qin Yi said curiously: "It seems you understand it very well."
Ju Yunxiu smiled but did not answer.
Lian Bi is willing to come to Lonely, but he is just the same person.
Ju Yunxiu flipped his slender hand, and a lyre suddenly appeared in his hand: "I'll play, and you listen. When you learn it, you and I will get along, okay?"
Qin Yi smiled and said: "Are you sure I can hear 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 piano rises leisurely, the birds circle and sing in harmony, and the mountains and flowing water echo in the setting sun.
I don't know when a flute sound sounded among the sound of the piano, just like the mountain breeze suddenly added to the flowing water, and falling flowers floated on the water, slowly drifting away.
The dwarf pine trees beside the cave turned into the breeze and the bright moon. The two boys looked up at the top of the mountain and praised in a low voice: "It's hard to find a true friend when the harp and harp are in harmony."
In this sect of literati and poets, even the big-headed boys are young men of letters.