Asked About The World Of Mortals

Chapter 194 Sharing the King First Grade Ridiculous Dream

Qin Yi here is obsessed with studying, and Ju Yunxiu 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 this wasn't right. If it is a traditional Immortal Dao, falling into this state can be regarded as an "inner demon". Fortunately, their Myriad Dao Immortal Palace's way of madness has no special requirements for this, and even love madness can be considered a branch, although there is currently no such thing.

But it is still wrong, because it has affected the "specialization" of practice. Myriad Dao Immortal Palace talks about this and pays special attention to it. She can no longer "specialize".

If you remain in this state of uncertainty, you won't be able to talk about your inner demons, but it will definitely be difficult to make progress.

There are two ways to solve this situation.

One way is to simply become a couple of gods and immortals. If everything is clear, there will be nothing to worry about. It's about 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 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 knew that it was time to have an answer to this situation. It was unnatural to keep playing aloof.

but……

She closed her eyes, and her consciousness swept over the ground like the wind, or like the sun melting into the snow, covering thousands of miles of mountains in an instant. The sounds of birds are in my heart, and the whispers of people can be heard clearly.

She quickly heard the keyword she wanted.

"That Qin Yi, after receiving the inspection envoy, why didn't he show any action? Everyone is frightening themselves."

"I think Qin Yi is a nice person, he won't mess around."

"I think he was on Qinqi Peak with Senior Sister Ju... Hehehe, I don't know where he is in this world."

"It makes sense. Tsk, Qin Yi is also lucky. Senior Sister Ju is the most beautiful in the world. It's me. If I don't stay with her for ten or eight years and don't leave the house, I'm incompetent. I won't have the time to go out and monitor whoever wants to monitor whom. Check it out."

"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: "Who doesn't know? Senior sisters and brothers are just a pretense. After all, they teach with their own hands. They are masters and disciples. It's hard to say that everyone just turns a blind eye. In fact, they are masters and disciples... 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 Demonic Dao Huanxi Temple. Our Myriad Dao Immortal Palace claims to be non-demon, but in fact it is just an extra layer of veil?"

"Ahem, be silent. Ju Yunxiu Huiyang is capable, Qin Yi is still the supervisor, you don't want your life?"

"So what, it can stop us from talking, but it can't stop future generations from hearing about it. They are still the ones who wrote the book. 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 pale.

Forget everything else, she knew that there were a lot of sour grapes. Over the years, she had driven away countless people without any pretense. She could make a few sour remarks about everything, even making fun of her while she played the piano and slept. It was normal for her and Qin Yi to be discussed behind her back, so 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 inter-connections among the various realms of 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 makes them unsightly. No one may dare to tell it today, but what about many years later?

What would Ju Yunxiu look like when others read the book?

In particular, this is not to throw dirty water, but is based on facts.

The reason why she never wanted to open the curtain 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 through practice.

She's not in a practice mode that takes everything lightly. If she were, she wouldn't even be able to get started with Qin Yi.

Music, calligraphy, painting, poetry, and songs cannot be mastered by those who are careless and ruthless... 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. It might be good for me and him to see each other less. 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 around 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 away from the mountain again without 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 stinky 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 Passenger 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 up to her and handed over a gourd: "This summer afternoon, the mountain breeze is just right, I feel that if you come to meet the senior sister, Have a couple of drinks, under the shade of the trees, the wind will warm you up, and you can write a poem."

Ju Yunxiu pouted slightly, with such a youthful spirit, it was so compatible.

It's not about whether you can write beautiful poems, but it's about how palatable the meaning is.

Without him, the world would indeed be less colorful.

Ju Yunxiu took the wine gourd and 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 ridiculous and dreamy. Ordinary people can't afford to get drunk. Three lives and three lifetimes of dreams come back here. After seeing all the reincarnations in the world, when you wake up, you may have attained enlightenment." Ju Yunxiu said: " Even for practitioners, one sip will make you realize something. This is one of the best wines in 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 Separate families."

"I've thought about what I should reward you for." Ju Yunxiu flipped his slender hands, 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, and walked around the rivers and lakes secretly, singing and drinking, with poems and wine floating around, and 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 put the gourd on my body. 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 this was not quite 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, share your first grade absurd dream, and see how absurd it is."

(End of chapter)