Qin Yi thinks this painter is really interesting.

He should be a very righteous person, righteous to the point of being a little pedantic, and it is by no means like pretending.

But he seems to have a relationship with the Vientiane Senluo Sect and is protected by it. Can he and Meng Qingying be the same style of painting? are completely two different people.

Jing Ze was painting, feeling that Qin Yi was looking at him, and couldn't help but look up and ask, "What are you doing looking at me all the time?"

Qin Yi asked, "You are hovering on the edge of the threshold of the cultivation path, you are not allowed to enter, you can enter with a little click, do you know?"

"Yes. ”

"Vientiane Senluo Sect is a first-class demon sect, ranking first in the world, do you know?"

Jing Ze looked at him again: "I know." ”

"Since the Vientiane Senluo Sect is sheltering you, why don't you learn from the Vientiane Senluo Sect?" Qin Yi asked: "This is the immortal fate that the world can't ask for......, right?

Tassel: "Puff ......"

Qin Yi's face was red: "While going, people don't have the trouble of giving up." ”

Jing Ze was replying: "The Vientiane Senluo Sect is a Demon Sect, and it is not in line with the subordinates, if you join the Sect, you will definitely have to do a lot of things that go against your wishes." That's why they invited me several times, but I didn't want to join the sect. ”

Qin Yiqi said: "Do you dare to be affectionate or do they invite you?"

"Just because the ancestor has a frightening pen, using this pen to sketch portraits, there is a magic of hooking souls and souls, and some spells of Vientiane Senluo Sect are compatible. But this requires the way of painting, to draw the spirit of the other party, and it makes no sense to take the pen away if you don't know it, of course, I hope I can join in. ”

"I see, Vientiane Sen Luo Zong is so easy to speak, he doesn't force you but protects you?"

"Probably I hope I'm sincere, because they want to accept a doorman in this direction, not just a dog, otherwise it's okay to make me a puppet, so why invite me?" Jing Ze sighed: "So it just makes my life embarrassing, and sooner or later I won't be able to hold it back, and I will be thrown into their door." ”

"Interesting, you and Vientiane Sen Luo Zong are quite interesting. Qin Yi stroked his palms and smiled.

Turning his head to see that the fire in the temple was getting bigger and bigger, the tongue of fire had begun to extend to the nearby peach forest, but it was blocked by some invisible aura, and it didn't burn for a while.

But it is obvious that the protective power of Kyozawa's paintings is too weak, and sooner or later it will not be able to prevent it.

Qin Yi was also reluctant to burn such a beautiful peach forest, so he reached out and pinched a trick.

The tongue of fire is strangely no longer conflicting left and right, but it is fierce to the sky, and it can no longer burn the peach forest.

Jing Ze looked at it in surprise and asked, "Is this hand difficult?"

"It's not that hard, it's about control, you don't need any power. Qin Yi smiled: "Do you want to learn?"

Jing Ze thought for a while, shook his head again, and smiled: "At this time, the spring breeze is warm, the evil cave has been destroyed, and this peach forest is becoming more and more gorgeous." I see that Your Excellency is also a lover of beauty, would you like to have a drink with peach blossoms?"

Qin Yi glanced at him: "You don't seem to have any money." ”

Jing Ze said: "You can invite me today." ”

Qin Yi laughed.

In the depths of the peach forest, there is a stone pavilion to entertain guests, and people are tired of going out to enjoy the scenery here. Today's trouble, the tourists are gone, but they are clean.

Qin Yi went to the wine shop outside to buy wine, and the two sat opposite each other in the stone pavilion, drinking relatively lightly.

Jing Ze didn't seem to have drunk for a long time, and after only a small sip, he felt a little drunk, but his expression became more and more distant, looking at the long peach forest, as if he was reminiscing.

Qin Yi knew that he wanted to tell a story, so he didn't rush him. The feeling of a glass of wine in the peach and plum spring breeze made him himself a little literary, and he was poetic, but unfortunately there was no goods in his stomach and he couldn't read poetry.

"My family is a family of calligraphy and painting, and when I was very young, my paintings were quite appreciated by famous artists and known as a prodigy. Jing Ze finally spoke: "But in fact, although I have some talent, I don't deserve praise. Because our family painting skills are not human skills, and the real immortal family is also Tao. It is strange to draw the world with immortal Taoism, and it is strange if you are not famous. ”

Qin Yi said, "Your immortal path has not been passed on completely, and you have no magic tricks?"

"Almost. There is skill but no way. Jing Ze said: "So when I was a teenager, I went out to study, worshipped famous teachers, visited famous mountains and rivers, and tried to find the real way of painting." ”

"But you came back without any progress?"

"The art of painting in the world is useless to me...... If I want to draw a divine soul, I need an immortal. Jing Ze looked into the distance and said in a low voice: "It is said that the Wandao Immortal Palace has a way of painting, and the ancestors got a trace of inheritance from it. So I went through a lot of hard work and found the legendary Wandao Immortal Palace. ”

Qin Yi didn't ask, it was obvious that the trip to the Wandao Immortal Palace made Jing Ze a little disappointed.

Sure enough, I heard Jing Ze say: "In the Wandao Immortal Palace, there are indeed people who have entered the Tao of qin, poetry, calligraphy and painting, but ......" He paused and sighed: "It's not the same as I imagined." ”

"How?"

"It's full of bookworms, painting addicts, piano addicts, chess addicts, and even foodies, gamblers, sex sticks, everyone is obsessed, all crazy, known as the world. There are also people in the world who are called crazy, but they are not at all the same degree, and you can't see them doing anything else, as if they only exist for those things. Brother Qin, you are a cultivator, do you think this is an immortal?"

Qin Yi smiled slightly bitterly: "What kind of cultivator am I...... I'm an explorer at best, and I want to know what an immortal is. ”

Jing Ze said categorically: "According to the following, this name is called an immortal, and it is no longer human, it is not the immortal road in my heart, nor is it the way painted in my heart." At that time, I was young and vigorous, and as soon as these words came out, Wandao Immortal Palace would not accept me. I have no regrets and go back to my hometown. ”

Speaking of this, he drank all the wine and said with a smile: "After more than ten years of confused exploration, all of them are hesitating on the road, and this painting road is still stagnant after all, and I am ashamed of my ancestors." ”

Qin Yi raised his glass and saluted: "I think you're about to get the way." ”

"Huh?" Jing Ze shook his head: "Don't hide it from Brother Qin, you are really confused, and you can't enter the door." ”

"What you are looking for is no longer a skill, but a way. And there are thousands of avenues, and it is too normal for other people's ways to be inconsistent with you, as long as you have your own way, go on. ”

"My Own Word ......"

"Brother Tai does not care about reputation, does not care about gains and losses, does not go with the evil way, and does not care about the world. I just want to leave a mark on the beautiful scenery in my heart, although it is not like the obsession of the Ten Thousand Dao Immortal Palace, but the heart is the same, how is it not the Tao?"

"It turns out that this is the Tao ......" Jing Ze looked at the peach blossoms in the distance with straight eyes: "I have my own way, so why should I ask for other people's way? ”

He suddenly pulled out half of the peach blossoms he had spent on from the basket, and pulled out a glowing brush.

The colors are swaying, the stars are dotted, and thousands of branches bloom from the picture scroll, as if there is a peach wood phantom slowly floating in the picture scroll, and then densely packed, thriving and growing, and the shadow of the peach forest is flashed in the sky, bright as clouds.

Qin Yi watched as the huge heaven and earth aura drilled into Jing Ze's body, and then turned from virtual to real, the dantian overflowed, the three levels were opened, the mud pills flickered, and the spirit fell to the ground.

The heart of the piano is three stacks of dancing fetal fairies, and the nine qi is reflected in the night.

This painter, who has not even started to practice qi, actually cast a Taoist tire and achieved the heart of the piano......

Qin Yi was speechless, but there was no big surprise.

Because he doesn't seem to have cultivated, but he has actually been practicing for a long, long time, and it's not the same thing as the starting point of an ordinary mortal.

It doesn't matter whether or not he has been trained in mana cultivation, because this is just a painter who retains beauty, not a fighter.

He has been enlightened.

Jing Ze stood up and shook his head at Qin Yichang: "Thank you, Daoyou, you will be successful in painting in the future, thanks to your words." ”

Do you still think that you have achieved nothing? In terms of cultivation alone, you have surpassed me all of a sudden, okay...... Do you have it or am I hanging yo?

Qin Yi wanted to complain, but he also knew in his heart that if he was for cultivation success, then maybe he would not succeed.

It's a different path.

Tassel was saying: "Interesting, very interesting, Qin Yi Qin Yi, I am looking forward to the Wandao Immortal Palace more and more, this place must be very interesting." ”

Qin Yi asked Jing Ze: "Brother Jing, I was about to go to the Wandao Immortal Palace." Are you going to take another look? Maybe if you go again at this time, you will have a new understanding. ”

Jing Ze thought for a while and said with a smile: "Go." But I have to go slowly, along the way to paint the beauty I once missed, and I won't walk with Brother Qin. ”

"That's fine. In the same quest for immortals, there will be a day to meet in the future, and I hope that Brother Jing will be able to paint by then. Qin Yi saluted, turned around casually, his sleeves fluttered, and he disappeared into the peach forest, gradually disappearing.

Jing Ze watched his back leave, muttered for a moment, spread out the scroll again, and quickly drew a picture.

In the painting, it is Qin Yi, in a green shirt and cloth shoes, with a free and easy attitude, floating in the peach forest, like an immortal.

Stunned, heaven and earth are born, all things are glorious, and there are immortals.

The name is "Immortal Map".

The most puzzling thing for future generations is that the immortal of this fairy trace picture is carrying a mace in his hand for some reason, and it stands to reason that this kind of vulgar instrument will destroy the meaning of the fairy trace, but the painting looks surprisingly harmonious but incomparably harmonious, as if there is nothing wrong.