Chapter 141 (1/2)

Qin Yi thought the painter was really interesting.

He should be a very just man, justice to some pedantic degree, not like pretending.

However, he seems to be related to and sheltered by wanxiangsenluozong. Can he and Meng Qingying be a painting style? There are two kinds of people.

Jingze was painting, feeling Qin Yi looking at him. He couldn't help but look up and ask, ”what have you been looking at me for?”

Qin Yi asked, ”you linger on the edge of the threshold of cultivation. You can't get into it. You can get into it if you have a little help. Do you know?”

”Yes.”

”Wanxiangsenluozong is the first-class demon sect, and the world ranks the best, do you know?”

Jingze looked at him again: ”yes.”

”Since wanxiangsenluozong is protecting you, why don't you learn from it?” Qin Yi asked, ”is this a fairyland that people can't ask for? You don't even learn at the door, are you stupid... ”

Tassels: ”poo Chi...”

Qin Yi's face was red and his ears were red: ”on one side, people didn't worry about taking over the house.”

Jingze is replying: ”wanxiangsenluozong is a demon sect. It does not agree with me. If you join the sect, you must do a lot of things that violate the original wish. So they invited me several times, and I didn't want to join the sect. ”

Qin Yi said: ”dare you or do they invite you? Think you're a genius? ”

”It's just because there is a soul stirring pen handed down in our ancestors. It's wonderful to draw people with this pen, which is in line with some skills of the Vientiane Mori sect. But it needs painting, and it's meaningless for those who can't get rid of them. Of course, I hope I can join in. ”

”So it is. The emperor is such a good talker that he does not force you but protects you?”

”I hope I really do, because they want to accept a disciple in such a direction, rather than just a dog. Otherwise, I can be made a puppet. Why should I be invited?” Jingze sighed: ”so just let me live in distress, sooner or later will be unable to restrain, into their door.”

”Interesting. You and the Vientiane Rosen are very interesting.” Qin Yi stroked and laughed.

Turn around and see that the fire in the temple is getting bigger and bigger. The fire tongue has begun to extend to the peach forest nearby, but it is blocked by some invisible aura, and it will not burn for a while.

But it is obvious that the protective power of Jingze's paintings is too weak to be prevented sooner or later.

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

That tongue of fire is very strange no longer to the left and right conflict, but fierce to the sky, no longer burning peach forest.

Jing Ze is surprised to look at, ask a way: ”this hand is difficult not difficult?”

”It's not hard. It's about control, not about power.” Qin Yi said with a smile, ”do you want to learn?”

Jingze thought for a while, then shook his head and laughed: ”at this time, the spring wind is warm, the evil cave has disappeared, and the peach forest is more and more gorgeous. I think you are also a beauty lover. Would you like to have a drink with peach blossom

Qin Yi looked at him: ”you don't seem to have any money.”

”You can invite me today,” Jingze said

Qin Yi laughs.

Deep in the peach forest, there are stone pavilions waiting for visitors. When people are tired of going out for a walk, they will stop here to enjoy the scenery. Today's such a disturbance, the tourists are gone, but clean.

Qin Yi went to a restaurant outside to buy wine. They sat opposite each other in the stone pavilion and drank a little.

It seems that Jingze hasn't drunk wine for a long time. After drinking only a small sip, he has some wine on his face, but his expression is more and more distant. Looking at the long peach forest, he seems to be recalling.

Qin Yi knew he wanted to tell a story, but he didn't urge him. The feeling of a glass of wine made him a little bit literate and poetic. Unfortunately, he had no goods in his stomach and could not read poems.

”My family is a descendant of painting and calligraphy. When I was very young, painting was praised by great masters and praised as a child prodigy.” Jingze finally said: ”but in fact, although I have some talent, I should not be praised. Because our family painting skills, not human skills, real immortal family also. It's strange that you don't know how to paint the world with immortals. ”

Qin Yi said: ”your fairy way is not complete? No magic formula? ”

”Almost. You have skill but no way. ” Jingze said: ”so when I was a teenager, I went out to study, paid homage to famous teachers, visited famous mountains and rivers, and tried to seek the true way of painting.”

”But you come back without any improvement?”

”The art of human painting is no longer useful to me If I want to draw spirits, I need immortals. ” Jingze looked at the distance, and whispered: ”it is said that there is a way of painting in Wandao Xiangong, from which the ancestors got a trace of inheritance. So I went through a lot of hard work and found the legendary fairyland. ”