Asked About The World Of Mortals

Chapter 143 A glass of wine with spring breeze

Qin Yi thinks this painter is really interesting.

He should be a very righteous person, righteous to the point of being somewhat pedantic, and definitely not pretending.

But he seems to be related to the Myriad Manifestations Forest Net Sect and is protected by it. Can he and Meng Qingying have the same style of painting? They are completely two kinds of people.

As Jingze was drawing, he felt Qin Yi looking at him, so he couldn't help but raise his head and ask, "Why are you looking at me all the time?"

Qin Yi asked: "You are hovering at the threshold of monasticism, and you are not allowed to enter. You can enter with a little guidance, do you know?"

"Know."

"Myriad Manifestations Forest Net Sect is a first-class demon sect, one of the best in the world, did you know that?"

Jingze glanced at him again: "I know."

"Since Myriad Manifestations Forest Net Sect is protecting you, why don't you learn the Tao from Myriad Manifestations Forest Net Sect?" Qin Yi asked: "This is the kind of destiny that no one in the world can ask for, right? You don't even learn at the door, Isn’t it stupid…”

Liu Su: "Pfft..."

Qin Yi blushed and said, "Let's go, I won't have to worry about taking over my body."

Jingze was answering: "Myriad Manifestations Forest Net Sect is a demon sect, and its behavior is inconsistent with that of me. If I join the sect, I will definitely do a lot of things that are against my original wishes. So they invited me several times, but I don't want to join the sect."

Qin Yi asked curiously: "Are you willing or are they inviting you? Do you think you are a genius?"

"Just because there is a frightening pen passed down from our ancestors, using this pen to draw portraits has the wonderful effect of seducing and frightening people, which is consistent with certain techniques of Myriad Manifestations Forest Net Sect. But this requires the skill of painting to draw the spirit of the other person. , there is no point in grabbing a pen if you don’t know this way, of course I hope I can join.”

"I see. Myriad Manifestations Forest Net Sect is so easy to talk to. Instead of forcing you, it protects you?"

"Probably they hope that I am sincere, because they want to recruit a disciple with this direction, not just a dog. Otherwise, they can just make me a puppet, so why invite me?" Jingze sighed: "So It just makes my life difficult, and sooner or later I will lose my temper and join their sect."

"Interesting. You and Myriad Manifestations Forest Net Sect are both very interesting." Qin Yi smiled while stroking his hands.

I turned around to see that the fire in the temple was getting bigger and bigger. The flames had begun to extend towards the nearby peach grove, but they were blocked by some invisible spiritual energy and could not burn through for a while.

But it is obvious that the protective power of Jingze Painting is too weak, and sooner or later it will still be unable to prevent it.

Qin Yi couldn't bear to burn such a beautiful peach forest, so he stretched out his hand and pinched a magic spell.

Strangely enough, the tongues of fire no longer clashed left and right, but were fiercely directed toward the sky, and could no longer burn the peach forest.

Jingze looked at it in amazement and asked, "Is this move difficult?"

"It's not very difficult. What's required is control. No power is required." Qin Yi smiled and said, "Are you going to learn it?"

Jingze thought for a while, then shook his head and smiled: "At this time, the spring breeze is warm, the evil cave has been destroyed, and the peach forest is becoming more and more gorgeous. I think you are also a person who loves beauty, so I would like to sit under the peach blossoms. Wine, have a drink?”

Qin Yi looked him up and down: "You seem to have no money."

Jingze said: "You can invite me today."

Qin Yi laughed.

Deep in the peach grove, there is a stone pavilion to entertain guests. People take a break here to enjoy the scenery when they are tired from outing. With all the fuss today, there are no tourists, but the place is quiet.

Qin Yi went to a wine shop outside and bought some wine. The two of them sat across from each other in a stone pavilion and had a drink with each other.

Jingze seemed to have not had a drink for a long time. After only a small sip, a hint of drunkenness appeared on his face, but his expression became more distant. He looked at the peach forest as if he was reminiscing.

Qin Yi knew that he wanted to tell the story and did not rush him. This feeling of spring breeze and a glass of wine made him feel a bit like a literary youth, and he was very poetic. Unfortunately, he had no food in his stomach and could not recite poems.

"My family is an heirloom of calligraphy and painting. When I was very young, my paintings were highly praised by famous artists and I was hailed as a child prodigy." Jingze finally said: "But in fact, although I have some talent, I don't deserve praise. Because The painting skills passed down in our family are not human skills, they are real immortal family skills. Using Immortal Dao to paint the human world, it would be strange if you are not famous."

Qin Yi said: "Your Immortal Dao has not been completely transmitted? Is there no magic formula?"

"Absolutely. There are skills but no way." Jingze said: "So when I was young, I went out to study, worshiped all the famous teachers, and visited famous mountains and rivers, trying to find the real way of painting."

"But you came back with no progress?"

"Human painting skills are of no use to me anymore... If I want to paint the soul, I need immortals." Jingze looked into the distance in ecstasy and whispered: "It is said that the Myriad Dao Immortal Palace has the art of painting, and the ancestors learned from it. I got a trace of inheritance. So I went through all the hard work and found the legendary Myriad Dao Immortal Palace."

Qin Yi stopped asking. It was obvious that the trip to Myriad Dao Immortal Palace had disappointed Jingze.

Sure enough, I heard Jingze say: "In the Myriad Dao Immortal Palace, there are indeed people who are proficient in music, poetry, calligraphy and painting, but..." He paused and sighed: "It's not the same as I imagined."

"How to say?"

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

Qin Yi smiled bitterly: "What kind of practitioner am I? At most I am an explorer, and I also want to know what an immortal is."

Jingze said categorically: "In my opinion, this so-called immortal is no longer a human being. He is not the Immortal Dao in my heart, nor the Tao painted in my heart. I was young and vigorous at that time, and as soon as I said this, the Myriad Dao Immortal Palace also became They won’t take me in. I have no regrets and will just go back to my hometown.”

At this point, he drank the wine in one gulp and said with a smile: "After more than ten years of confused exploration and hesitation on the road, the path of painting has finally stagnated. I am ashamed of my ancestors."

Qin Yi raised his glass and said, "I think you are about to achieve enlightenment."

"Huh?" Jingze shook his head: "To be honest, Brother Qin, he is really confused and cannot get in."

"What you are seeking is not skills, but the Tao. There are thousands of Great Daos, and it is normal for other people's Tao to be different from yours. As long as you have your own Tao, that's all."

"My own way..."

"Brother, I don't care about reputation or reputation, I don't care about gains and losses, I don't go with the evil ways, I don't care about the world. I just want to leave a mark on the beautiful scenery in my heart. Although it is not as obsessed as Myriad Dao Immortal Palace, my intentions are the same. How can I not be Tao?"

"So this is the Tao..." Jingze stared at the peach blossoms in the distance with straight eyes: "I have the Tao myself, so why should I ask for other people's Tao? I was riding a donkey looking for a donkey without knowing it."

He suddenly took out the half-spent peach blossom from the painting basket, and took out a gleaming paintbrush.

The colors are swaying, dotted with stars, and thousands of branches blooming from the scroll. It seems that the shadow of peach trees slowly floats in the scroll, and then becomes densely packed and vigorous. The shadow of the peach forest shines in the sky, as bright as clouds.

Qin Yi watched helplessly as the huge spiritual energy of heaven and earth penetrated into Jingze's body, and then turned from virtual to solid, the Dantian overflowed, the three levels were opened, the mud pill suddenly moved, and the soul fell to the ground.

In the heart of the piano, there are three layers of dancing fetal immortals, and the nine qi are reflected in the night.

This hasn’t even started yet. The painters of Qi Refining have actually created the Taoist body and achieved the heart of the piano...

Qin Yi was speechless, but not too surprised.

Because he seems to have never practiced, but he has actually been practicing for a long time, which is different from the starting point of an ordinary mortal.

It doesn't matter whether you have been trained in magic or not, because this is just a painter who retains beautiful things, not a fighter.

He has attained enlightenment.

Jingze stood up and bowed his head to Qin Yi: "Thank you Fellow Daoist. The success of my paintings in the future will all be attributed to Fellow Daoist's words."

Do you still think you have achieved nothing? In terms of the realm of cultivation alone, you have suddenly surpassed me, okay... Is it you who is wrong or am I wrong?

Qin Yi wanted to complain, but he also knew in his heart that if he wanted to succeed in cultivation, he might not succeed.

This is a different path.

Liu Su was saying: "It's very interesting, Qin Yi Qin Yi, I am looking forward to Myriad Dao Immortal Palace more and more. This place must be very interesting."

Qin Yi asked Jingze: "Brother Jing, I am going to Myriad Dao Immortal Palace. Do you want to go and take another look? Maybe if you go now, you will have new insights."

Jingze thought for a while and smiled: "Go. But I want to go slowly, painting the beauty that I have missed along the way, and I will not go with Brother Qin."

"Forget it. We are both searching for Immortal Dao, and we will meet again in the future. I hope Brother Jing will have painted Spirit Ascension by then." Qin Yi bowed, turned around casually, his sleeves fluttering, and disappeared into the peach forest. Gradually disappeared.

Jingze watched his figure leave, pondered for a moment, then unfolded the scroll and quickly drew a picture.

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

At the awakening of insects, both heaven and earth are born, all things are prosperous, and immortals appear.

It's called "Picture of the Immortal Trace".

The most puzzling thing for future generations is that the immortal in this painting of a fairy is holding a mace in his hand for some reason. It stands to reason that this kind of vulgar weapon will completely destroy the meaning of the fairy, but in the painting It looks surprisingly yet extremely harmonious, as if not having it is wrong.

(End of chapter)