Asked The Red Dust

Fairy please weigh yourself. Chapter 102 is everywhere. On the second day of the fairy mountain, the small text next to the painting is rich in content: "The emperor's tassels are present, and they will appear on the tenth. The nine babies are drowned by the fierce water. The earth is dried up for thousands of miles. The tassel cuts the gold and the black in the valley, Yaoguang captures the nine infants in the fierce water ... The world is settled. "

"Eh ..." Some scholars passed by, looked frowning and groaned: "Some mean ... Are you narrative history or storytelling?"

Qin Yi still raised his head and smiled: "If you believe, there will be, but if you don't, there will be no."

"... how much is it?"

"Ten articles."

"Draw a few words one by one, so expensive ... you might as well grab it!"

The scholar walked away.

Qin Yi bowed his head to paint and ignored him.

A few words to write a day, the story is still ready ... is it lazy? no.

Is spiritual practice.

After all, it came out of Wandao Xiangong. The practice of Wandao Xiangong can always be used as his technique.

Some are similar to the history of the book immortal, Qin Yi is trying to concentrate the spirit and spirit in this narrative, strokes are very slow, seemingly few words, but actually exhausted the mind.

It is not the same as Shuxian or Sister, and it will not give birth to the kind of calligraphy called by Sister ... Qin Yi does not know what will happen in the end.

For him, it was just a retrospection of experience, collation of knowledge, and combing of the soul.

In this mortal alley, write about the fairy.

If it can spread, then it is a gathering of sentient beings. If it can't spread, then just write it to yourself.

There is no need to force, not to be arrogant.

A white ball-shaped paperweight pressed against the edge of the paper. Seeing the scholar going away, Bai Qiu said: "Write more, blow me, blow me, don't write Yaoguang."

Qin Yi: "... you are now a paperweight, do paperweight work."

"Humph." Baiqiu hummed: "You wrote it too briefly. I and Yaoguang each said one sentence, and I couldn't show that I was above her."

"It's always you first, after her anyway." Qin Yi laughed: "I'm not writing history."

Tassel knew that he couldn't make him write whatever he wanted, so he had to do paperweight angrily, in fact, he just squatted aside to watch Qin Yi draw and write.

Qin Yi's heart is extremely peaceful, and I really feel that this kind of life will not be too long.

This is practice.

In fact, Tassel didn't know the subtleties of Qin Yi's practice. She knew the big things, but the details were different.

Qin Yi's path has long been different from hers, and she can only go by herself.

A white fox is painted on the back, with a stunning charm and a horn on the back: "The country of the white people is in the north of Arowana, with white hair. There is a yellow, like a fox, with a horn on the back, and a thousand years old . "

Cheng Cheng's face flashed across his heart, and he smiled as if he saw it in person.

"The three trees are on the north of the fire, and they grow on the red water. The trees are like cypresses, and the leaves are all beads ..."

Among the rings, the fruits of the three trees are blinking.

"Hungary is in its east, and it knows how to be ..."

The method of visceral substitution that can be lived without heart is vaguely highlighted in the laws learned.

In fact, this item is the biggest bright spot discovered in Qin Yi's "turning back". It was learned by him after he swallowed it, and he learned the appearance by swallowing the jujube. Now that I have "lighted" myself, I can find that any broken limb is reborn and the head is not dead, you can start from here.

This is the fun of the fairy family of the old legend, how many children Sun Monkey had envied.

It was the purpose of my own practice and the thing I was most interested in ... The results were all wrong.

Now it is like being turned out of the old paper pile, there are full of surprises.

"Kunlun is empty in its east, empty in all directions. The empty, the ruins, the illusions, the heavens and the earth, the intersection of ancient and modern times."

The past with the girl Yue appeared in the heart field bit by bit, in the lotus pond of the world, the girl Yue was gently, and the liquid of life overflowed the pool water.

"Slap!" The white ball paperweight riot hit his head.

Qin Yi held his head: "Be careful to be seen."

"Nobody cares about you at all. Now even the children don't come to see you and say you are nonsense." Bai Qiu sat on his head and shook: "For more than ten days, you have written something ... In the eyes of others, There is no story, and the location is inexplicably messy, who sees it. "

Qin Yi has been writing and painting for more than ten days, and none of the spicy chicken Xiaobaiwen has been sold.

If it were n’t for the preset “a few or two silvers that came out of the elope”, it was still long enough in this small county, otherwise it would have starved to death.

That's the case, and I'm about to sit down and eat the sky. After all, my daughter-in-law is a bit sloppy and can't move chicken, duck, or fish.

Saying that Hu Jun worked hard to make up for him ... what job did your husband do?

"It's almost the same, just a few days later." Qin Yi finally made a stroke and said with a smile: "It will be 'captured back by the family' at that time, or I can't bear to run on the road, our turn back." It ’s more than this stop. "

Tassel alert: "Where else?"

Qin Yi's eyes flickered: "Some ... places that have been experienced in low-level practice."

Xianji Village, just came out from there, no.

Nanlilihuo City has no meaning anymore. Even if you want to worship your old friends, you can go to the Royal Ancestral Temple of Longyuan City.

Looking back in order, where should I go next?

Heng fracture valley, demon city white country.

Are you looking back? Are you going to prostitution?

The tassel jumped off the ground, whizzed into a great beauty, turned and entered the house, and already had mace in his hand.

Qin Yi was busy pulling: "Eh, what are you doing?"

"Rehearse, what posture should I use to beat her."

Qin Yi touched her chin and looked at her for a while without talking.

Tassel carrying mace suddenly felt that he was looked a little bit at a loss: "You, what are you looking at?"

"I'm looking back. What posture did Cheng Cheng use at that time make you ecstatic to eat melon ... I forgot ..."

"Go back and look at you, I'll blow your stinky head and let you see!" Tassel hunted down holding his mace: "The head stretched out, don't hit me today, and don't miss me hit you at night. ! "

A joke is a joke, although sooner or later, no one knows that it is impossible to stay in this secular world.

But it will not become a rush again, as if it should be done after something is done.

While the two are fighting, Qin Yi still draws and writes at the door.

There was still no one sold.

The "family" who had come to catch him back in imagination had not yet appeared, and it was almost winter, and he did not see him planning to set off for Chun Wei.

The girls who once thought he had a bright future and wanted to catch up with him had long since disappeared, and even a handsome face could not be eaten as a meal.

The gossip and words began to increase, from "Wei Gongzi" to "little white face".

Human relations are cold and warm, but nothing more.

This is also looking back.

Mo said that Xian Road is high, in fact, it is everywhere on Xian Road, but Qin Yi has seen very little.

He was so lucky.

No contempt, no ridicule, no slap, no upswing, at most it was wanted to escape once. This fairy road sang forward, but actually experienced a scorching heat in the earthly world.

It's actually very interesting.

When the perspectives are different, looking at these again, there is really a feeling of separation. I am not the protagonist in it, but the surrounding market.

Correspondingly, if it is used in a fairy way, it is also practice. This is one of the detachments that people dream of.

So it's not the secular world that is detached ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ It's all the same. I really thought that leaving the secular world, involving a higher level of power and struggle is called detachment, then it is wrong ...

Everyone is in red dust, and no one has ever detached.

It's just my heart that is detached.

When the mind is quiet, where is the fairy mountain?

"Xiao Wei, stop painting and come to dinner."

Zhang Laozhang's voice rang behind him, Qin Yi turned around and smiled slightly.

Zhang's husband and wife's attitude is a bit interesting. Without the appearance of a little knot earlier, but there is no other person's feeling of wanting to degrade you to the ground, the tone is more kind.

Just like there is popularity in the family, and I live in two juniors who don't grow up, there is a little bit of hatred for not making steel.

They even plan to exempt them from rent.

"Lao Zhang still has to feed Brother Zhang?"

"Yeah, I can't live without medicine."

"I'm going to feed him. Lao Zhang is tired all day long."

"You ..." Zhang Laozhang was hesitant: "I'm afraid your brother, feeding a medicine can spill the medicine."

"Ha." Qin Yi smiled: "I can't make money, but I can do medicine."

Carrying the medicine bowl into the bed of Zhang Laozhang's silly son, Qin Yi stood quietly for a while, or she sprinkled new medicine powder with her fingers.

Can't get through all living beings, anyway I can help.

Just do it if you want to, this is the destiny.

Force what to do, how to do it ... Seriously, it doesn't make much sense.

That was the thoughts of the Emperor of the Heavenly Emperor. I really want to consider this. I have convinced Yaoguang to say something ... I hope to see you next time and do n’t be killed by her.

Qin Yi carefully gave the patient medicine and turned to look out the window.

This year's snow came a little early.

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