When people were busy gossiping about men and women, and when Ju Yunxiu's own thoughts were drawn in this direction, Qin Yi finally saw an issue that was almost ignored in the chaos.
The source of Xixiangzi's Dahuanxi Temple elixir... may not have been obtained by killing an adulterous monk like Qin Yi, and the possibility of colluding with outsiders cannot be ruled out.
Ju Yunxiu attached great importance to it. This not only related to Qin Yi and their sect, but might even touch the bottom line of the entire Immortal Palace. She quickly took out a book and added a few strokes in the book. The real spirits scattered on the pages, and she devoted herself to
Mountain peaks everywhere disappeared in an instant.
Qin Yi looked curious: "What is this?"
"This is the spirit of the book. The few strokes I just added are to give them investigation capabilities."
"...Is there such a powerful method?" Qin Yi's eyes lit up: "Whatever command is added will give it the ability?"
Ju Yunxiu smiled slightly: "Painting is the world, and books are also the world. Although words do not have concrete pictures, they can give them more directions. Your comic book proposal is actually something we have been thinking about for generations - integrating calligraphy and painting,
Become something possessed by all things, just like the real world.”
When combined, it becomes a TV series, and it is a summoning-style TV series that can be summoned, and maybe an infinite flow that can be passed through... If you create these worlds yourself, let alone the creator, then at least you are the main god of the infinite flow!
Qin Yi was greatly moved. This kind of immortal method is really very desirable and interesting.
Ju Yunxiu smiled and said, "Why, you want to learn again?"
"Uh uh... indeed..."
"I can't reach such a state, I'm just exploring."
"Teach me, maybe we can discuss it together?" Qin Yi said with itch, "I have a lot of ideas..."
"It's good to discuss it together. I also hope you can come up with some creative ideas." Ju Yunxiu said lightly: "It's just..."
"Well?"
"The more you teach, the deeper it gets, and it involves the biggest secret of our sect..." Ju Yunxiu paused, then turned to look at him seriously: "Then am I your senior sister or your master?"
Qin Yi smiled and said: "Do you have to distinguish it so clearly? Isn't this just teaching skills on behalf of a teacher..."
Ju Yunxiu didn't answer.
Tea is stamping his feet in the distance. This uncle usually seems very smart, why doesn't he understand now?
Ju Yunxiu's words were actually a hint to set the tone for the relationship between the two parties.
If you say that you are a master and apprentice, even if it is not in name, but in your heart, then the relationship between the two parties will be fixed as a master and apprentice. Because Wandao Immortal Palace is not a sect that ignores the rules, their piano, chess, calligraphy and painting sect is also particularly pedantic in some aspects.
Well, Ju Yunxiu couldn't accept the master-disciple relationship, so that would set the tone.
On the other hand, if you insist that they are just siblings, then from Ju Yunxiu's point of view, it is tantamount to letting go of pursuing her.
Ju Yunxiu himself would also wonder whether the two sides had become master and disciple invisibly as the teaching deepened. Let's see what Qin Yi thinks. Of course, he would not explain this hint clearly. Qin Yi listened to it.
It doesn't matter whether she understands or not. She herself doesn't know what direction she hopes to take, so she doesn't want to talk about it.
Of course Qin Yi can't understand it. Everyone's rules are different. In his eyes, is there any difference between master and senior sister?
Seeing that Ju Yunxiu didn't answer, Qin Yi was confused and couldn't ask, so he could only follow the calligraphy topic and continued: "Usually, I see that senior sister is doing calligraphy and reading, but not writing. Is there a reason for this?
Because writing is harder than reading?”
Ju Yunxiu did not dwell on that hint, and answered casually: "For us, writing is not difficult. We work behind closed doors, compile stories, and construct true spirits. I don't know how much I have written in the past eighteen years. I am afraid I have a room full of them."
Otherwise, how can I control these true spirits?"
Qin Yi only focused on one word: "Ten...eighteen years?"
Ju Yunxiu put his hands on his hips: "Are you not convinced that one year is one year? After all, I'm not even eighteen yet!"
"I'm convinced. I'm convinced." Qin Yi wiped his sweat and said, "So, senior sister is only half a year older than me. It's really a match made in heaven."
Ju Yunxiu glared and said: "Who is a match made in heaven with you? Now you dare to talk to me?"
Seeing the lackluster glare, Qin Yi simply said: "Anyway, I am a prostitute who wrote "The Plum in the Golden Vase" and has hidden prostitution and evil skills. Didn't Senior Sister already know that?"
"Speaking of your "Jin Ping Mei", it is really a masterpiece..." Ju Yunxiu thought for a while: "This is actually our shortcoming."
Qin Yi blurted out: "It's not enough to make a living. Do you want junior brother to help you?"
"Bah, lewd thief." Ju Yunxiu's beautiful eyes turned, but she looked like she was smiling but not smiling.
Looking at Qingcha in the distance, his teeth were sore, and he mumbled with his small mouth and didn't know what to say.
Even Qingcha could tell that this was more of a flirtation than a scolding of a lecher. Qin Yi was a little thirsty, but he didn't have the courage, so he had to stand silently.
This is a big boss from Huiyang, and what he is studying is the integration of calligraphy and painting, and the evolution of the world... She said you are just a pervert. If you dare to show some real pervert actions, you may die in an ugly way.
of.
Ju Yunxiu saw him dazedly looking at what he wanted to do but not daring to do anything, and the smile in his eyes grew thicker: "How do you want to help senior sister experience life? Do you want to rely on your Pan Donkey and Deng Xiaoxian, the thief brother? Tell me,
How did you sum up this kind of thing? How much experience do you have?"
Qin Yi coughed twice and said, "It's just a matter of imagination, it's just something of imagination."
"Imagination." Ju Yunxiu didn't flirt with him blindly. He thought about it for a while, and finally sighed: "Imagining and writing stories behind closed doors can indeed be wonderful, but I always feel that something is missing. Especially in the world where there are tens of thousands of people.
There are so many masterpieces every year, and I don’t know how many come out every year. How can the things you think about behind closed doors be any better than others?"
Qin Yi said: "So I discovered that the part that you thought was amazing has long been a commonplace in the world."
Ju Yunxiu looked at him for a while and said slowly: "Maybe it will eventually become a cliché. If the world I constructed is boring and not as exciting as one ten thousandth of the real world, then what's the point of writing it?
In the end, the book is exhausted and I never want to write again."
"Why are the requirements so high..." Qin Yi paused mid-sentence. Everyone's pursuit is different. Their pursuit is no longer poetry and poetry, let alone a writer who makes money by coding, but the ambition to create a world, the desire to write
After "Eighteen Years", I have written everything, to the point where I find it difficult to break through and do not want to write for the time being, rather than not being able to write.
The imaginary "infinite flow of small dungeon world", judging from the way Ju Yunxiu throws the scroll at will to attract the true spirit, she most likely has the small dungeon for a long time, or is building it for a long time, and has not yet fully completed it.
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It’s better not to show off your little literary knowledge.
But Qin Yi feels like he has some other advantages...
Because there is a real world in my heart. The majesty and beauty of that world, the vicissitudes of thousands of years, and the different directions of civilization are not inferior to this one at all, or even better.
Maybe one day, what Ju Yunxiu can't do, he can do it himself.
In the scroll, in the pages of the book, another world is presented.
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PS: Thank you for the big thumbs up of Squid. What? Do you call that a sacrifice? Why are we in the harem party afraid of sacrifices? Being sacrificed and fucking the evil god is a basic operation. In the future, it will be qualified if you even fuck the squid girl together.