Natal Treasure Painted Mountains and Rivers Sheji Glimpse Piano Score Jin Se Hua Nian 3
Every experience in life has its meaning.
She had hated Hua Shu countless times for locking her in Yuan Dao Zhong and delaying her cultivation for more than two hundred years, but she never thought that it was those two hundred years of free time that allowed her to calm down and study the technique; She always felt that the different laws of time in Mirror Lake caused the catastrophe of life and death, but she didn't know that it was the trip to Mirror Lake that allowed her to raise a virtual baby.
Therefore, at this moment, she can calmly ask about the mountains and rivers of the society, and Xiao Yuanying can also answer her clearly.
Xiao Yuanying said: "Viewing the Tao, observing the qi, watching the landscape; Painting the sky, painting the earth, painting the country. The essence of this mountain and river society map is also. ”
Qin Yue pondered for a while, quite puzzled. Looking at the bright little Yuanying, he couldn't help but wonder: "How do you know this?" ”
"Memory Inheritance." Xiao Yuanying rubbed his eyes and yawned, "Left to me by the previous generation of Fuying." ”
Qin Yue repeated: "Memory inheritance ......" was thoughtful.
After a while, Fu asked again, "What blessed baby?" ”
Xiao Yuanying had already fallen asleep with her eyes closed.
Qin Yue shook his head helplessly, put Yuan Ying back into the dantian, and walked out of the cave.
Jade caught up with her: "What are you going to do?" ”
"Go through the classics and find out where the blessed baby came from." Qin Yue replied.
Jade smiled flatteringly: "I saw the peach blossoms on the mountain peak in the east a few days ago blooming just right, and I think they have already borne fruit. If you have time, you might as well pick a few peaches and bring them back. ”
Qin Yue twitched the corner of his mouth and replied, "Okay."
This Sinking Snow Beast dared to call her, it was really daring.
The Lingyu Sect is not like the Guanyun Sect, and there is a place like the Expo Pavilion to store all kinds of classics. Only the deacon's hall has a large number of jade books for the disciples to borrow. So Qin Yue planned to go there first and have a look.
In the deacon's hall sat two minor friars, playing a chessboard. Qin Yue's cultivation was profound, and there was no sound after entering the door, and the two little monks were fascinated by playing chess again, and they didn't notice Qin Yue's arrival at all.
Qin Yue naturally didn't criticize them, and sat quietly on the sidelines, watching their chess game.
It wasn't until one of them fell that Qin Yue couldn't help but stroke his palm and praised "good chess", and the two of them realized that someone had come in.
It's a pity that neither of them knew Qin Yue, and they couldn't see through her cultivation, so they had to mutter: "I don't know...... I don't know if my predecessors are here. ”
Qin Yuewan waved his hand: "Go and call your chief Ji Fan to see me." ”
When the two of them heard this, they immediately knelt down and confessed: "The disciple has lost his mind and delayed the senior's business, and the senior will punish him." I just beg my seniors not to tell Master Ji ......"
Qin Yue understood. It turned out that these two people thought they were going to find Ji Fan to sue.
The two continued: "Since the incident of Mo Ning Daojun, Master Ji has hated people for dereliction of duty the most, if he knows about it, I am afraid that the two of us will no longer be able to stay in the deacon hall. ”
Qin Yue's expression was subtle: "I have other things to do with Ji Fan, you don't have to worry." ”
The two glanced at each other, bowed together, and thanked Qin Yue for his magnanimity. Then he said: "The seniors ran for nothing, and Master Ji went to retreat and get married." ”
"So." Qin Yue casually pointed to one of them, "You take me to the place where the books are hidden." ”
The man respectfully agreed, led Qin Yue inside, turned around for a long time, stopped in front of a room, and said, "This is it, seniors are at their own convenience." ”
Qin Yue walked in with grace. Looking at the dazzling array of books and jade slips, he glanced at it roughly. All the exercises and experiences passed by at a glance, and he only walked out with some classics that recorded strange things.
The little monk was still standing outside, and when he saw that she was holding a stack of books in her hand, he hesitated and said, "There are rules in the deacon's hall, and these books can only be read here, not taken away. If you have to take it back to the cave to take a closer look, you have to pay some spirit stones, and you have to return them within a month. ”
Qin Yue nodded and asked, "How many spirit stones do you want?" ”
"The rent of fifty spirit stones for a book and a deposit of four hundred. The rent of a jade slip is one hundred, and the deposit is six hundred. The Friars replied methodically.
Qin Yue counted the books in his hand and threw them into his cuffs. At the same time, he took out fifty high-grade spirit stones and handed them to the little monk in front of him: "If you have more, keep it yourself, and I will praise you for your superb chess skills." ”
The little monk thanked him and said in his heart: "I have never seen this senior, and I don't know which person it is, so generous." ”
Qin Yue walked out slowly, and suddenly heard a sentence from behind him: "Mo Ning Xiaoyou." ”
When I looked back, it was Chengzhou Daojun, who I hadn't seen for hundreds of years, calling her. Smiled and walked over, and gave a slight salute: "Daojun has been doing lately?" ”
The little friar was stunned. It turned out that she was the head of the sect, Mo Ning, no wonder she was so generous.
Cheng Zhou picked up Qin Yue with his own hands, stroked his beard and said, "You are also married now, I don't dare to accept your gift anymore." ”
"Daojun, don't be joking." Qin Yue replied in a proper manner, "You are a respected senior, and Mo Ning is willing to salute. ”
Cheng Zhou nodded with satisfaction and took out a jade note: "Your wedding ceremony, I plan it on the New Moon of the next month, what do you think?" ”
"Daojun arranges it." Qin Yue counted the time, and there were only ten days left.
Cheng Zhou bowed: "Then I will prepare as soon as possible, and Mo Xuan has already agreed." He stopped Qin Yue for this matter.
Qin Yue said something about the scene: "There is Lao Daojun who bothered. Then he bowed and turned away from the deacon's hall.
She didn't go back to the cave immediately, but moved to Shaking Light Peak and picked the peach that she had in mind for Jade.
I thought there were only a few peach trees there, but when I arrived, I realized that there was a whole peach forest here. The scorching fragrance was endless, like a pale crimson cloud. Most peach trees are in full bloom on their branches, and few peach trees bear fruit. Even if it bears fruit, it is only a little bigger, and it is still ripe early.
Qin Yue smiled secretly: "Jade, I'm afraid you're going to be disappointed." ”
She remembered that there was also such a peach forest in the Mu Shao Sect, and she had once leaned on the peach tree to play the piano, and she understood the meaning of the piano body in a daze.
Today, she is no longer the female cultivator who doesn't know the sound attack, but she has the idea of recreating yesterday for no reason. Sitting cross-legged under a peach tree, he summoned the Glimpse Piano, placed it on his knees, pressed the strings with his fingers, and slowly plucked out the quaint tones. The east wind recognized, gently and gently brushed the flower branches, and sent the peach blossoms blown off by petals to her eyes.
Qin Yue closed his eyes, his thoughts wandered, and he suddenly felt that the self who was now playing the qin overlapped with the self who was in the peach forest of the Mu Shao Sect back then. It seems that with a turn of mind, you can go back to the past; When the mind is cleared, it can return to the present.
Qin Yue let his mind go unleashed, listening to the melodious music flowing from his fingertips. (To be continued.) )