The night was dark, and Ju Yunxiu returned to his main peak.
As soon as she stepped into the house, she saw Qingcha staring at her strangely.
"What are you looking at? Do you want to get into the teapot?"
"No, no." After holding back the tea for a while, she finally couldn't help but said, "Master, you came back with a smile."
"So what, no one is allowed to laugh?"
"No, no." Qingcha swallowed the words.
Even though she is just a luoli type, she has actually been inspired by Master for over a hundred years and is very familiar with every change in this woman's expression.
Ju Yunxiu actually smiles a lot and is not a cold fairy.
When others are around, or even when facing enemies, she will always smile lightly, like a spring breeze, happy and elegant.
When I read a book and see something interesting or interesting, I will laugh to myself.
When Qin Yue gains something from painting, he will also have a knowing smile.
But she has never had this kind of contented smile with close friends and harmony with music and music. In this aspect, she has always been lonely.
The Immortal Palace is bustling with people from the sect, but for Ju Yunxiu, it has been a secluded life for thousands of years with no Taoist friends.
It is said that there is no need for Taoist friends. All friends are friends in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but everyone knows that these concepts are different. Whether anyone can understand your music, whether anyone can appreciate your paintings, it is difficult to have a close friend.
Please, you may never have it in your lifetime. Once you have it, everyone will cherish it, including immortals.
Ju Yunxiu never expected to have a close Taoist friend.
But two lonely people accidentally bumped into each other, and suddenly they felt like they were friends.
He said he was "provoking me" and "holding hands", but when the piano and flute were actually playing, Ju Yunxiu clearly felt that Qin Yi was just talking about being happy, but in fact he didn't mean that at all. His emotions were still full of longing and peace.
The slight sadness does not mean to provoke anyone, but at most it means learning.
Joy is the voice of the heart, and at this level of immortal music, it is impossible to hide any other meaning from an expert like Ju Yunxiu.
At that moment, both parties were truly devoted to the music, the purest musical communication and spiritual listening, without mundane thoughts or other distracting thoughts.
This is a true Taoist friend who does not regard level as a criterion.
After one song, it's like drinking wine.
Looking at Ju Yunxiu's smile, Qingcha wanted to say, he put "Yunxiu" to his lips and blew, do you really not care anymore?
Forget it, it's better not to ask, otherwise you will spend the night in the teapot tonight...
Over there, Qin Yi also felt much more relaxed. The temporary sadness due to Liusu's silence had calmed down, and he could calm down and practice practice after returning to his cave.
What I practice is the music taught by Ju Yunxiu. The harmony of this music is actually teaching skills.
This is a piece of music that inspires the will and soothes emotions. The image is of mountains and flowing water opening up the mind, and falling flowers flowing quietly with the water. It is used in battles. A certain tune can inspire fighting spirit and spirit, and a certain tune can calm the blood.
Qing Xin Ning Jing is an excellent team support song. At certain times, it can also heal injuries or relieve abnormal conditions.
It's called "Liu Shui Qing Yin".
Qin Yi suddenly had the impression that Linghu rushed to learn the piano from his "grandmother". The first song was also a pure heart-purifying mantra, and the effect was somewhat similar.
However, Linghu Chong didn't seem to be serious about learning the elegance of piano music, but he, Qin Yi, was. He really felt that he wanted to learn other music, and it was very interesting to learn all kinds of music. Comparing it like this, he was not like Linghu Chong, but more like Dongfang Weiming.
So early the next morning, Qin Yi took his flute to the main peak.
The door of the house is ajar, and Qingcha is holding a banana leaf outside to catch the rain. Ju Yunxiu is sitting on the pavilion on the edge of the cliff, drawing a picture of Qingcha catching the rain.
Qin Yi lowered his head and asked curiously: "What is this for?"
"Take the rootless water. Master wants to make tea."
"Can you be more scientific? The rainwater is not better than the water from this fairy mountain stream."
"Master said this style is high-end."
Qin Yi was speechless. It turned out that he was just pretending.
Ju Yunxiu over there finished the last stroke and said without raising his head: "Come to learn the piano?"
"Well, I learned a lot from that song yesterday. I hope senior sister will continue to teach me."
"You want to see how my painting goes first?"
The words themselves are a bit strange. How good is her painting, and who is qualified to judge Qin Yi's level? But last night, Qin Yi probably understood her meaning that it was hard to find a close friend, so he didn't say anything.
What? He slowly stepped forward and took a look.
When the rain hits the banana trees, the raindrops on the banana trees seem to be moving.
Even though he has seen the miraculous skills of this painting many times, Qin Yi can't help but be amazed every time he sees it. Things like animation are really just a little entertainment technique for the Immortal Painter.
"Why don't you speak?" Ju Yunxiu looked up at him.
"It's pointless to say too much praise." Qin Yi smiled: "I suddenly felt that there is something missing if there are paintings but no poems."
"Oh?" Ju Yunxiu was a little surprised: "Do you have a poem?"
Qin Yicai realized that she was also fascinated by poetry and books. He must be a thousand-year-old demon. Where do ordinary people get such energy?
He pondered for a moment and didn't say anything. He just picked up his pen and wrote something on the painting: "The flowing light can easily throw people away. The cherries are red and the bananas are green."
Ju Yunxiu stared blankly, speechless for a moment.
Qingcha raised his head and said, "The bananas are green, these bananas are so pitiful."
Qin Yi: "?"
Even if you guys can turn into humans, what's wrong with your brain circuit? Have you read any green novels?
Ju Yunxiu's eyes were still fixed on the verses. Without turning his head, he picked up the tea and threw it into the pool beside the pavilion: "Go while you are green."
A green tip of a tea leaf floated in the pond water, and Qin Yi couldn't help laughing.
Ju Yunxiu's sleeves flicked, and the scroll fell into the house like a stream of light and hung in the middle hall.
She pulled out the lyre and said calmly: "Today I will teach you a killing song called "Collapse of the Sky". This song is my sect's unique skill. The killing is extremely heavy and it is difficult to distinguish between ourselves and the enemy, so be careful with it."
"Zheng!"
On a distant mountain, a huge boulder collapsed into pieces.
Qin Yi's pupils shrank.
This sonic attack is stronger than I imagined...
The so-called killing is not a mental attack, but a sound wave physics, so it is difficult to control. Different music and different combinations of notes can naturally produce different degrees of sound wave vibration. What Ju Yunxiu taught at this time is thousands of people.
The killing song accumulated over the years is a unique skill level.
This is the first killing technique he has learned since he recognized Ju Yunxiu as his senior sister.
Once learned, it becomes a unique skill.
This is also the first stunt that Qin Yi has learned in this life. The previous teachings of Liusu, whether it was stick techniques or immortal techniques, were mainly about preaching, and there was no special teaching on the level of "skills".
Because the daily skills taught by Liusu are already unique skills for ordinary people. Take the stick method as an example, Qin Yi's explosive power of swinging the stick far exceeds his own strength. Once he learns Gang Qi, he explodes and releases it. This kind of strength
Utilization and explosive methods are all things that ordinary people explore throughout their lives. When explored to the extreme, it is a unique skill. For Liusu, it is just a routine, so Qin Yi doesn't feel anything.
The more special ones are already at the level of supernatural powers and are not something Qin Yi can use now. Therefore, he has not learned any special skills, so he cannot pretend to shout "XX Stick Technique" and then wipe out the powerful enemy.
"Collapse of Heaven" taught by Ju Yunxiu became Qin Yi's first special skill.
"Come here every day and learn a piece of music every day." Ju Yunxiu pressed the strings lightly, but there was some expectation in his eyes: "Will it affect your practice?"
Qin Yi bowed: "This is my practice."
Ju Yunxiu smiled: "That's right, you are my junior brother and the protector of our sect."
At this time, a crane flew from the sky. Qin Yi turned around and saw that it was the same crane that led him when he visited the Immortal Palace. It was a familiar crane.
The crane landed on the top of the peak, and looking at the two of them playing the harp and the flute, he couldn't help but smile and said, "It seems that your senior sisters and brothers are also in tune with each other."
Ju Yunxiu asked: "Is it strange that we are from the same sect?"
Xianhe said curiously: "I just say hello casually, just like a mortal asking you if you have eaten. What are you trying to explain?"
Ju Yunxiu choked, and a blush slowly crept onto his cheeks.
Qin Yi was busy trying to smooth things over: "Long time no see, thank you for your guidance... I wonder if something happened here?"
"Oh." Xianhe said with a smile: "Grain Rain is coming, and the Taoism Conference should be held. Will your sect participate this year?"
Ju Yunxiu was a little impatient: "What's there to do? It's really disturbing."
Xianhe's eyes moved back and forth on the faces of Ju Yunxiu and Qin Yi, and he chuckled: "It seems that I came at the wrong time. I'll ask again in a few days."
After saying that, he fluttered his wings and disappeared.