Qin Yi is just a casual talk. Actually, it is only dusk. Under the setting sun, Qin Yiju Yunxiu walked side by side in the mountains, followed by a tea, sniffing his nose, very aggrieved.

It's the martial uncle who asked me to play. He took my place and let me squat in the pot

It's better for me to come with you

But it's not fun to follow me. It's fun to walk without talking.

Not yet. It was fun to watch the family.

But in juyunxiu's heart, it's quite fun. She looked left and right with a little curiosity. Qin Yi's careful thinking clearly guessed that, but it was difficult to refuse the temptation.

Although she has been in the immortal palace for thousands of years, she has never visited the peaks of Yibu Suan Zong. At most, she has been to the main peak to talk about something.

Now I choose one who hasn't been here. I walk into the withered branches and leaves. It's hard to say that there are fallen leaves on the stone path. The rustling sound is more desolate at night, which can touch the poets' melancholy. Ju Yunxiu's mood is also a little low.

Can be far up the stone path, turn out of the hillside, eyes suddenly a light. What a maple forest, red maple like fire, reflecting the sunset, the red clouds of heaven and earth connect with the sky and the sun, beautiful.

That mood also suddenly flourished from the low, impact incomparable.

Juyunxiu is not that he has never traveled to other places. He has seen many similar Maple sceneries, but he has forgotten them for a hundred years. At the side of the sudden goodbye, or can feel a kind of heart palpitation, temporarily lost consciousness.

The maple scenery of Xianshan mountain is more special than ordinary people. The frost leaves are like burning, which is really like a flame. There is a fluttering halo above the maple leaves, connecting with the clouds and fog in the sky. Looking at the mysterious and strange ends, it is full of faint aura and refreshing. Qin Yi has never seen this kind of scenery in his life.

He couldn't help saying, "whose mountain was this place originally? It's really a good choice."

Ju Yunxiu glanced at him: "Zheng Yunyi."

Qin Yi said:

I have to say that Yin force knows how to enjoy it. If you don't always be so Yin and learn to play music, chess, calligraphy and painting, you will be a gentle and elegant young master of Zhuoshi.

Thinking of this, he still felt that the purpose of Zheng Yunyi and tianjizi was different. The painting he took with him always gave Qin Yi a special hint. He felt that he was not thinking of "making a breakthrough after plotting".

He looked up to see the depth of the cloud, Zheng Yunyi was temporarily carried away, the things in the cave did not take. Do you want to break in and see The fairy palace didn't stop them from coming back to take their own things. Most of them would come back to take their own things. Was it humiliating to break the door and steal his things? It was a little bit shameless

But the more you think about it, the more itchy it is. If you don't steal it, you can go to the head office Take a look sometime

Just thinking about it, he saw Ju Yunxiu sitting on a rock, looking up at Danfeng sunset, took out his painting scroll and started painting.

The real woman Wenqing.

Qin Yi sat beside her and watched her wave.

The magic brush doesn't touch any ink and pigment, but it has its own color. All the dyeing steps are directly realized in one pen, and the picture is instantly vivid.

"It's a magic weapon." Ju Yunxiu drew the painting and explained: "you only touch the Tao by analogy. If you are not a true scholar of painting Taoism, these things are not suitable for you, and they can't play a very important role for you."

Qin Yi said, "I don't want to ask you for this either..."

"I think it's not enough for you." Ju Yunxiu said softly, "I always feel that the master gives you magic weapons. I don't have anything suitable for you."

Tea in the side fork waist, the secret way you are not all people to give it?

Coincidentally, Qin Yi thought about this, but it was hard to say. He said, "you are not my master, you are just my elder martial sister."

Ju Yunxiu smiles.

The elder martial sister is actually the master. We all know it. What she taught was no less than that of Qin Yi's unknown secret master. She only taught Dharma and art, and was no superior. But it doesn't matter any more. His God carving knight errant has already made clear his mind. Even if he is a master, he wants it all, not to mention elder martial sister

The name of elder martial sister just makes her accept it better.

She really didn't care. No matter the master or the elder martial sister, as long as you have passed the threshold in your heart, nothing is a problem.

No matter how bad the rumors may be.

As a matter of fact, since the sacred sculptures were first handed down, there was nothing unbearable.

It's unbearable that the little thief eats the bowl and looks at the pot, which makes people angry.

But it seems that everyone else comes first. They are the ones in the bowl, and they are the ones in the pot

More angry!

Thinking of Ju Yunxiu and puckering up her mouth, her strength in drawing has increased by three points.

Qin Yi shrunk his neck to see her unpredictable expression. The maple leaves at dusk are all painted with murderous spirit.

Will this painting become an offensive magic weapon

Qin Yi didn't speak any more. It was not appropriate to talk about anything else. In fact, he felt that Ju Yunxiu's quiet painting scene in Fenglin was more beautiful than Fenglin's sunset glow. It's like there's an extra touch of dexterity between heaven and earth, so the whole world lights up.He turned to the green tea and put out his big hand. The tea took out the painting scroll and brush and handed it to him.

Qin Yi kneaded the head of Qingcha. It was really a sensible piece of tea.

He also unfolded the painting, and juyunxiu painted the same Maple landscape.

Ju Yunxiu looked up at him with a smile.

The little annoyance in my heart faded away.

What I like is the moment when I get together with him? It's peaceful and beautiful.

He is a Taoist priest and also a practitioner.

In fact, Qin Yi didn't know that Ju Yunxiu's practice, which had been stagnant for decades, had also made a breakthrough.

Of course, not all Huiyang practices the same way. Tianjizi Huiyang peak, half step Qianyuan, crush people, one hit three is no problem, because Ju Yunxiu and Mo Wuzi are only in front of Huiyang.

Ju Yunxiu was originally only the third floor of Huiyang. After Qin Yi came, it seemed that emotional disturbance might drag down the cultivation. On the contrary, during the time when she and Qin Yi got to know each other, she broke through the fourth floor quietly.

It's also a perfect one after making up for it.

"Partner" is not casually found, or may not have this life, can let her look at Qin Yi, this is fate, that is, round.

There is no such obvious three layers and one barrier in Huiyang. Instead, each layer is a ridge, and every broken layer is extremely difficult. Ju Yunxiu said that she was practicing for thousands of years. In fact, she was only a junior among the Lords, but her practice was no lower than others.

She left the last stroke, the maple meaning gradually became in the painting scroll, the red clouds curled around, overflowed the picture, and slowly returned to calm.

Turning around to see how Qin Yi's painting was, his eyes fell on Qin Yi's picture scroll. Ju Yunxiu's face suddenly flew red, as red as the maple trees around him.

In the painting of Qin Yi, Fenglin has her.

Ju Yunxiu painted "Fenglin sunset", while Qin Yi painted "juyunxiu painting Fenglin sunset".

She painted landscapes, and she was also the scenery in Qin Yi's paintings.

"You, you..." Ju Yunxiu bit his lower lip: "I've said that you can't draw well. Don't paint me!"

"I'm just painting landscapes." Qin Yi put down his brush and looked up with a smile: "the fairyland palace is the most beautiful scenery among the mountains."

Two people looked at each other silently, and slowly Ju Yunxiu opened her head. She couldn't see the burning eyes.

Qin Yi slowly embraces the past, Ju Yunxiu gently leans in his arms, and the evening wind blows by. A wisp of beautiful hair blows on Qin Yi's face. Qin Yi gently opens it, and then pushes the random hair off her face.

I didn't do anything extra, just hugging.

Ju Yunxiu sighed gently. The thief was too careful. He could always make people feel like spring breeze, so he was peaceful. What can be left of that faint shame under this light embrace? So he disappeared.

The afterglow of the setting sun is reflected through the maple trees. The figure of two people embracing each other is somewhat messy in the shade, but the vision is very warm, soft and warm. Qingcha looks at it, and suddenly she wants to draw, drawing this warm and quiet.

Those two people are also scenes in her painting.

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