Qin Yi here is obsessed with studying and can't help himself, while Ju Yunxiu over there is slowly starting to feel uncomfortable.
Before this, she had never thought that she, who had lived in seclusion for thousands of years, would feel uncomfortable because she hadn't seen anyone in half a month.
Half a month, doesn’t it happen in the blink of an eye?
But when I am playing the piano and painting alone, why do I always feel that something is missing? I just can’t get excited.
She knew that this state was wrong. If it was a traditional immortal way, falling into this state would be considered an "inner demon". Fortunately, their way of the Illusionist in the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace had no special requirements for this, and even love infatuation was considered a branch.
Although not currently.
But it is still wrong, because it has affected the "specialization" of practice. Wandao Immortal Palace talks about this and pays special attention to it. She can no longer be "specialized".
If you remain in this state of uncertainty, you won't be able to control your inner demons, but it will definitely be difficult to make progress.
There are two solutions to this situation.
One is to simply become a couple of gods and gods. If everything is clear, there is nothing to worry about. It is probably the difference in mood before and after marriage...
One is... to continue to disappear and end naturally in another year and a half.
Ju Yunxiu left the lyre and stood on the edge of the pavilion, looking in the direction of Qin Yi's Passerby Peak from a distance, and pondered for a long time.
She enjoys the company of each other and the vague feeling of ambiguity, and she doesn't want to change. But she knows that it is time to have an answer to this situation. It is not suitable to play with the vague ambiguity.
The laws of nature are normal.
but……
She closed her eyes, and her consciousness swept across the earth like wind, like the sun melting into snow, covering thousands of miles of mountains in an instant. The sounds of hundreds of birds were in her heart, and the whispers of human beings could be clearly heard.
She quickly heard the keyword she wanted.
"That Qin Yi received the supervisory envoy, but why didn't he show any action? It made everyone frighten themselves."
"I think Qin Yi is a nice person and he won't do anything random."
"I actually think he was on Qinqi Peak with Senior Sister Ju... Hehehe, I don't know where the world is now."
"It makes sense. Gee, Qin Yi is also lucky. Senior Sister Ju is the most beautiful woman in the world. It's me. If I don't shoot ten or eight times a day, I'm incompetent. I don't have the time to go out and monitor. Whoever wants to do it can do it."
"But don't you think... they are called senior sisters and brothers, but they are actually masters and disciples?"
The air seemed to become quiet.
Someone sneered and said, "Who doesn't know? Senior sisters and brothers are just a pretense. After all, they teach with their own hands. They are actually masters and disciples. It's hard to say that everyone just turns a blind eye. In fact, it's just master-disciple chaos... that's what."
"Ju Yunxiu looked at Gao Jie's coming out of the dust. In fact... the last one to do this was the Demon Dao Dahuanxi Temple. Our Wandao Immortal Palace claims to be non-demonic, but in fact it is just an extra layer of veil?"
"Ahem, be silent. With Juyun Xiuhuiyang's ability, Qin Yi is still the supervisor, and you don't want to die?"
"So what, it can stop our mouths, but it can't stop future generations from hearing about it. They are still the ones who wrote the books. Don't they know that there are others who will write their stories and spread their stories for thousands of years."
Ju Yunxiu withdrew his consciousness, squeezed his delicate hands tightly, and his face turned a little pale.
Forget everything else, she knows there are a lot of sour grapes. Over the years, she has driven away countless people without any excuses. She can say a few sour words about everything, and even make fun of her when she plays the piano and sleeps. The matter between her and Qin Yi was behind someone's back.
The discussion was so normal that she didn't care too much.
But this last sentence is really heartbreaking.
She is a book writer herself and cares about this very much.
There are some interoperability among the various paths in the Immortal Palace, and most people can write and draw them. There will definitely be people who add fuel and jealousy to these things and write them in a way that is unsightly. No one may dare to tell them about it in this world, but what about after many years?
When others read the book, what kind of Ju Yunxiu would they look like?
In particular, this is not to throw dirty water, but is based on facts.
The reason why she never wanted to open the window paper with Qin Yi was that besides feeling that it was not enough, this was actually one of the main reasons.
She couldn't bear it, and this couldn't be overcome by practicing spiritual practice.
She is not in a cultivation mode that takes everything lightly. If she were, she would not even start the game with Qin Yi.
Music, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and songs, those who are careless and ruthless cannot learn well... because they are all about expressing feelings, loving and praising beauty, expressing and sighing about mood, what is hidden behind the surface is
Delicate, sensitive and slightly fragile heart.
"A passer-by...he won't stay long. What am I thinking?" She whispered to herself: "His roots are in Nanli, not here."
"Then... let's just let it go for a while. If we meet less, it might be good for me and him. Sooner or later... he will leave on his own, and that will be the end."
"Master, Master." The voice of tea came from behind: "Uncle Master is here."
Ju Yunxiu turned his head and saw Qin Yi approaching quickly from a distance on a handkerchief.
"You still know how to come here?" He obviously planned to calm down for a while, but the words came out like resentment. Ju Yunxiu was shocked, so he turned away and looked outside the mountain again, not looking at him.
Qin Yi lowered his head and said with a smile: "There is no sun or moon in the cave. I don't know how long I have been practicing. I beat that smelly monkey and came to see my senior sister."
"Monkeys are prettier than me?"
"ah?"
"Nothing." Ju Yunxiu still didn't turn around and asked: "Your Passing Peak is not in that direction, how did you come from that way?"
"Oh, I just went to see Yin Yigu and extorted two gourds of wine from him." Qin Yi walked to her side and handed over a gourd: "This summer afternoon, the mountain breeze is just right, I feel that if I come to talk to my senior sister,
Drink two cups, under the shade of the trees, the wind will warm you, you can write poetry."
Ju Yunxiu pursed his lips slightly, he was so aristocratic, so compatible.
It’s not about whether you can write a beautiful poem, but it’s about how palatable the meaning is.
Without him, the world would indeed lack some color.
Ju Yunxiu took the wine gourd, weighed it, pulled out the cork and smelled it, shook his head and chuckled: "Do you know what kind of wine this is?"
"Well, Yin Yigu didn't say anything, he just said that the wine is absolutely delicious."
"Of course it's good wine. The name of wine is a ridiculous dream. Ordinary people can't afford to get drunk. Three lives and three lifetimes of dreams are here. After seeing all the reincarnations in the world, when you wake up, you may have achieved enlightenment." Ju Yunxiu said:
"Even for practitioners, one sip will make you realize something. This is one of the best wines of the Jiu Sect. He treats you well. It seems that you have gained some friendship by helping you in the Earth Spirit Secret Realm."
Qin Yi smiled and said: "There are not many topics, but the attitude is really good. The people of the Jiu Sect are also very interesting, and some of them are drunk and reciting poems. In fact, our two sects should have more friendship. In some aspects, they are quite compatible. Poetry and wine are not
Let’s separate the families.”
"I have thought of what I should reward you for." Ju Yunxiu flipped his slender hand, and suddenly a gourd appeared: "Send it to you."
"This is……"
"This is a wine that our two families brewed together in the early years. It's called Shijiu Piaoling."
"...Just reward me with a gourd of wine?"
"Buying a casket and returning a pearl is what a fool does." Ju Yunxiu smiled slightly: "The gourd is a treasure, and it is called inexhaustible. As long as a drop of wine is in it, it will fill up by itself and let you drink for a lifetime."
Qin Yi became interested. He sang and drank while secretly walking around the rivers and lakes, with poems and wine floating around. His style was very high... He had tried to play this style as early as when he came out of Xianji Village, riding an old horse and drinking leisurely.
.It’s a pity that I can’t fit the gourd on my body, so I gave up pretending to be cool after arriving in Nanli, and now I unexpectedly picked it back up.
Just as I was thinking this, I heard Ju Yunxiu say: "I think if you travel around the world, you will like this kind of tone."
Qin Yi keenly felt that what he said didn't seem right. She was fine staying here, so why did she think of traveling around the world? Where did the association come from?
Ju Yunxiu turned around and returned to the pavilion, put away the lyre on the stage, and said with a smile: "Come here, let's share your absurd dream and see how absurd it is."