Ju Yunxiu closed his eyes and fell asleep and ignored him at all.
Qin Yi couldn't laugh or cry. The senior sister didn't want him to participate, but he still insisted on coming. The senior sister wrote it down in her notebook and was losing her temper.
However, Ju Yunxiu did not ignore it at all. He had given him several paintings as backup in advance...
I just don’t know if I can use pre-painted pictures... Seeing that Xixiangzi can use prepared elixirs just now, it shouldn’t be a big problem... The craftsmen probably don’t know how to make them on-site, so they only bring ready-made things.
.
After all, even if you are given a magic weapon, it’s hard to say whether you can display it to your best ability. It still depends on your own understanding of this system.
Just go up.
Qin Yi stood up and climbed to the center of the arena.
Ju Yunxiu opened his eyes.
Qingcha took two camellias and called from the stand: "Uncle Master is the most..."
Before he finished speaking, Ju Yunxiu glared at him and sat back down pitifully. Ju Yunxiu was not angry at all. The whole audience was watching, and he was embarrassed.
On the other hand, Qin Yi's image is not embarrassing, but also very flattering. The green shirt is white, with fluttering sleeves, and the jade flute in hand, and he is elegant and elegant. It really suits her image of the chess, calligraphy and painting school, and it is also in line with her aesthetics.
Watched.
The unconventional mace flashed through my mind, and was quickly thrown aside. I had never seen my junior brother fight with a mace, so it must have been a ritual weapon for playing with...
In the center of the arena, the middle-aged craftsman saluted: "I'm the Duke of Lu, and I've met Junior Brother Qin."
"What a name!" Qin Yi praised: "It's your turn to learn how to be a craftsman."
Gongshu Lu was puzzled, shook his head and said: "In terms of names, of course no Junior Brother Qin is suitable for your sect."
Qin Yi smiled and said: "What does Senior Brother Gongshu want to compete with me? Who can beat the painted soul or the puppet made?"
"There is no need to compare. Calligraphy and painting are about soul, and our puppets are about strength. Each has its own strengths. Victory or defeat can only prove their own practice, not the Tao." Gongshu Ludao: "After all, we are a Tao discussion conference, not a martial arts competition.
General Assembly."
Qin Yi was a little curious: "What is the comparison?"
Gongshu Ludao: "Let's talk about practicality."
Qin Yi became more and more interested: "How to talk about practicality?"
Gongsulu pointed to the distant mountains: "Over there is the white crystal black copper mine owned by our Wandao Immortal Palace. Now the puppets we made are mining and transporting it, which is of great benefit to the Immortal Palace. And has the art of calligraphy and painting of my junior brother ever had any impact on the Immortal Palace?
What help did you receive?”
Qin Yi was stunned for a moment, and then wanted to laugh a little.
He suspected that Gongsulu had been holding back this issue for a long time and wanted to compete with Ju Yunxiu. However, the gap in status and cultivation was even worse. Ju Yunxiu didn't care about him at all. He was afraid that he would burst from holding it in. How about catching this guy?
Qin Yi couldn't wait to ask him about the opportunity to "discuss Tao", but it was also difficult for this man.
He thought for a while and said with a smile: "We can draw a large number of strong men to mine at any time, but it takes a long time for senior brother to make a puppet. We can't just find the materials, right?"
Gongsulu shook his head and said: "If the soul of a painting can be mined physically, it must at least have the practice of Senior Sister Ju. It may not be able to remain outside the painting for a long time, which is not practical."
Qin Yi said: "Senior brother has not yet answered the second half of my sentence. How long does it take for senior brother to make a mining puppet that can act on its own? How many materials are needed? What kind of training is required?"
"It's just for mining. It doesn't require very good materials. Ordinary iron is enough. It's not difficult to make. Fengchu disciples can do it." Gongsulu said honestly: "But it does take a long time, and the limbs are all different.
All the parts need to be polished in detail, which is already a waste of time... Ordinary disciples should also take half a year to do it slowly. This is the first lesson for us to get started."
Qin Yi tilted his head and looked at him for a long time, then said with a strange expression: "A disciple completed a puppet independently? Polishing it slowly by yourself?"
"Yeah, what else?"
"You have been developing for five thousand years, but don't you have the concepts of molding and assembly lines?"
"Of course there are molds. It's just for the purpose of training the disciples' skills and deliberately maintaining manual polishing." Gongsulu frowned and said: "This is the first time I have heard of the assembly line. What is this?"
"Some people are responsible for making feet, some are responsible for making hands, and some are responsible for assembling..."
Before Qin Yi finished speaking, a sound of "Huh" came from the "rostrum", and the dirty craftsman suddenly raised his head, with a flash of light in his eyes.
Gongsulu also stayed there, mumbling something. The craftsmen's side of the stands also began to whisper, obviously very touched.
They are all professionals. They don't need Qin Yi to explain it clearly. They can understand it as soon as they hear it. The efficiency of their craftsmanship may not only be improved by a little, but it can also be widely used at all levels.
It's not that they couldn't develop to this stage in thousands of years, it's just that the thinking of immortality is a little different.
Because the Tao of Immortals places too much emphasis on personal cultivation, and the concentration of great power in one body is the ultimate pursuit. There is very little emphasis on division of labor and collaboration. It would be good to have professional collaboration when exploring an adventure. How can you think of the problem of assembly line operations?
Qin Yi just made the beginning, and it was like an enlightenment that reminded them of many things. I am afraid that the craftsmen are thinking of more things than Qin Yi can think of at this moment, and they are all thinking of how many years later.
In fact, when Qin Yi mentioned this, his original intention was to tell them that to make a mold, you first need to paint...
But as soon as his mouth moved, it became completely crooked... Qin Yi was also a little confused for a moment. This crookedness has nothing to do with the comparison between the art of calligraphy and painting and the art of craftsmanship. How can it be counted?
Sure enough, Gongsulu reacted and reluctantly said: "Junior Brother Qin's words are very meaningful to us, and we should accept this sentiment. But what does this have to do with the way of calligraphy and painting?"
Qin Yi frowned and said, "I figured this out by reading a book, so why doesn't it matter? Craftsmen should also read more and work hard to improve their posture..."
A smile appeared on Ju Yunxiu's face. This was really a panacea answer, thanks to his junior brother's wit.
The craftsman on the rostrum suddenly said: "We lost this game. We have studied skills and techniques for thousands of years, and we still need a chess, calligraphy and painting player to remind us. How can we compare with others? In this game, we not only
I admit defeat and sincerely invite Master Nephew Qin to be our guest, and hope that Master Nephew will release him."
Ju Yunxiu was filled with joy, trying hard to maintain an elegant image, and smiled slightly: "Uncle Mo, you are serious. It's not a problem for you to be a guest, just don't poach people."
The craftsman nodded and said nothing more. Gongsulu also bowed his fist in a bachelor's manner, turned around and left the stage.
Qin Yi breathed a sigh of relief, wiped away the non-existent sweat, and turned to look at Ju Yunxiu.
Not to mention that she was too busy and didn't care about this "discussion". In fact, one of the intentions of inviting him to join the sect was obviously for this competition. After all, as the head of a sect, she had not participated in the palace competition for many years.
She doesn't have a good face, right? Qin Yi can really make her look good, so she is naturally happy.
Ju Yunxiu looked at him with a smile. 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, he suddenly noticed from the corner of his eye that Tianjizi, who was sitting next to Ju Yunxiu, turned to look at Ju Yunxiu and frowned.
Qin Yi was surprised. He thought it was Zheng Yunyi who had thoughts about Senior Sister Ju. So it seemed that it was his master who had thoughts?
Tianji's seniority should be one generation higher than that of Senior Sister Ju, right? Old cows eat young grass, what are you doing?
"Junior Brother Qin." Suddenly, Xi Xiangzi's familiar voice came to his ears again, interrupting Qin Yi's thoughts.
Qin Yi turned around and saw Xi Xiangzi saluting him with a smile on the sidelines: "How about you and I competing again?"
Qin Yi glanced at him subconsciously, wondering if he had any itchiness or rash?
Xi Xiangzi seemed to sense the direction of his gaze, and shrank back in embarrassment, and then said: "It is said that Qin Dao has ecstasy and tranquillity music. My alchemy Dao also has this effect. How about comparing it?"
"Okay." Qin Yi yawned: "But I'm tired today, so let others compete first, and we'll talk about it tomorrow."
After finishing speaking, without waiting for Xi Xiangzi's reply, he left the stage and ran to make some tea.
Xi Xiangzi was so angry that he didn't vomit blood, so you just had a few words with Gong Shu Lu. Are you tired?
However, there are always many weird people in the Immortal Palace, and there are more than half of them who go to drink. He can't force him, so he can only say: "Then it's a deal. Junior Brother Qin must not break his promise."
"I know, I know, with so many sect leaders watching, how can I rely on you?" Qin Yi waved his hands impatiently, but what he was thinking about was that he had to go back tonight to refine a soul-protecting elixir and take it first.
Do you really think I can only play chess, calligraphy and painting? Alchemy is my major, okay?