The next day, the small characters next to the painting were a little richer: "The human emperor's tassels are at the time, and they will come out together in ten days. Nine infants emerged from the evil water, flooded the earth, and dried up for thousands of miles. The tassels cut off the golden crow in Yanggu, and Yaoguang captured Nine infants in the evil water... The world was settled."

"Huh..." A scholar passed by and frowned and pondered: "It's interesting... Are you narrating history? Or making up stories?"

Qin Yi still looked up and smiled: "If you believe, you have it; if you don't believe, you won't."

“…How much does it cost?”

"Ten Months."

"Taking a few words per picture is so expensive... You might as well grab it!"

The scholar left with his sleeves.

Qin Yi lowered his head and painted, ignoring him.

A few words are written for a day, but the story is still ready-made... Is it lazy? No.

It is practice.

After all, it was from the Wandao Immortal Palace, and the practice method of Wandao Immortal Palace can always be used as his technique.

Some are similar to the Annotation of History of Books and I am trying to concentrate my energy and spirit in this narrative. Every stroke is very slow. It seems that just a few words have actually exhausted my mind.

It is different from the book fairy or senior sister. It will not give birth to the kind of book spirit summoned by the senior sister... Qin Yi doesn't know what will happen in the end.

For him, it was just a review of experience, sorting out what he knew, and sorting out his soul.

In this mortal alley, writing about the affairs of immortals and gods.

If it can be spread, it is the gathering of the will of sentient beings. If it cannot be spread, then just write it for yourself.

There is no need to force it, neither obsessed nor delusional.

A piece of white ball-shaped paperweight was pressed on the edge of the paper. Seeing the scholar leaving, the white ball spoke, "Write more, blow me and don't write about Yaoguang."

Qin Yi: "...You are a paperweight now, do a good job in paperweight."

"Hmph." Bai Qiu said, "You wrote too briefly. Yaoguang and I each sentence, so I can't show that I am on her."

"Anyway, you always come first, she later." Qin Yi smiled and said, "I'm not a story."

Liusu knew that he couldn't write whatever he wanted, so he had to make a paperweight angrily, in fact, just to squat on the side to watch Qin Yi draw and write.

Qin Yi felt extremely peaceful. He really felt that he would not get tired of living like this for a long time.

This is practice.

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

Qin Yi’s path has long been different from her, so he can only walk on the road by himself.

A white fox is painted, with a charming charm and a horn on its back: "The country of Bairen is located in the north of the dragon fish, with white body and hair. It has a yellow body, and it looks like a fox, and it has a horn on its back. It will live for two thousand years."

Cheng Cheng's face flashed through his heart, and every frown and smile seemed to see him in person.

"Three trees are in the north of Yanhuo, and grow on the red water. They are trees like cypresses, and their leaves are all pearls..."

Among the ring, the fruits of three trees are flashing.

"The state of Hungary is located in the east, and it has its own clues..."

The method of substitution of internal organs that can live without mind is vaguely highlighted in the laws learned.

In fact, this item is what Qin Yi discovered the biggest highlight in "turning back". It was learned by the dog after swallowing it, and then he learned it by swallowing it whole. Now, after "lighting it up", he found that any broken limbs are reborn and dead, and can be unfolded from here.

This is the fun of the immortal family in the old legend. Sun Monkey King envied many children at that time.

It was the purpose of my practice, and the things I was most interested in... all ended up being wrong.

Now it's like I'm turning it out from a pile of old papers, I'm full of surprises.

"Kunlun Xu is in the east, and Xu is in all directions. Xu is the ruins, the illusion, the extinction of heaven and earth, and the intersection of ancient and modern times."

The past with Miss Yue appeared in my heart bit by bit. In the Tianlian Pond, Miss Yue's plain hands were gentle, and the liquid of life overflowed the water of the pool.

"Bang!" The white ball paperweight riot and hit his head.

Qin Yi hugged his head: "Be careful that someone will see it."

"No one cares about you at all. Now I don't even see the children and say you're nonsense." Bai Qiu sat on his head and shook: "It's been more than ten days, what have you written... In the eyes of others, there is no story, and the location is inexplicably messy. Who can watch it?"

Qin Yi has been writing and painting for more than ten days, but he has not sold a single hot chicken and little white article.

If it weren't for the preset "a few taels of silver I'd carry out elopement" that I would have been enough in this small county town for a long time, otherwise I would have starved to death long ago.

Even so, I was almost empty-handed. After all, my wife was a little overwhelmed and could do chicken, duck, fish and meat at any time, which made Aunt Zhang frown.

He said that his husband worked hard to replenish his body... What kind of job did your husband do?

"It's almost done, it'll be better in a few days." Qin Yi finally made a decision and said with a smile: "Whether you are 'catched back by your family' or you can't stay and run away in shame, our way back is more than this stop."

Liusu was alert: "Where are you going?"

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

Xianji Village just came out of there, no.

Nanli Lihuo City is meaningless. Even if you want to worship your old friends, you can go to the Royal Ancestral Temple of Longyuan City, and you have moved long ago.

Looking back in order, where should I go next?

Crossing the rift valley, the demon city of Baiguo.

Are you looking back? Are you going to proclaim your delusion!

Liusu jumped off the ground, grew into a big beauty, turned around and entered the house, and had already picked up the mace in his hand.

Qin Yi hurriedly held him: "Hey, what are you doing?"

"Prehearse it, what position do I want to beat her up."

Qin Yi touched her chin and looked at her for a while.

Liusu suddenly felt a little helpless when she was seen with a mace: "What are you looking at?"

"I'm looking back and what posture I used with Cheng Cheng at that time can make you ecstatically eat melons...I forgot..."

"Back, look back, I'll beat your stinky head and let you see!" Liusu held up the mace and chased him all the way: "Have your head stretched out. If you don't get hit by me today, don't think I'll get hit by you at night!"

Jokes are jokes. Even though they are about to leave sooner or later, no one knows that it is impossible to stay in this mundane world all the time.

But it will not become a rush to work again, as if you should leave after doing something.

The couple was having fun, and the sun rose and the moon set, and Qin Yi was still drawing and writing at the door.

Still no one was sold.

The "family members" who imagined that they would come to catch him back had not appeared yet. It was almost winter and he was not going to set off for the spring examination.

The girls who once thought he had a great future and wanted to get acquainted with had long disappeared, and no matter how handsome the face was, they could not be used as a meal.

Gossip began to increase, from "Young Master Wei" to "Little White Face".

The warmth and coldness of human feelings are nothing more than this.

This is also a look back.

Not to mention the high road of immortality, in fact, it is like this everywhere on the road of immortality, but Qin Yi saw very little.

He is so lucky.

Without contempt, no mockery, no rise and slap in the face, at most, he was wanted and fled. He made great progress throughout the journey, but he actually experienced the coolness in the mundane world.

It's actually very interesting.

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

And correspondingly, if you are not surprised by favors and disgraces and use them on the path of immortality, it is also a practice. The transcendence that people dream of is one of them.

Therefore, it is not the secular world that transcends the world, but the fairy customs are the same. I really think that leaving the secular world and involving higher-level forces and struggles is called transcendence, that is wrong...

Everyone is in the world, and no one has ever been detached.

It is just your own heart that transcends.

Be careful, where is the fairy mountain?

"Xiao Wei, stop painting, come and have a meal."

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

The attitude of Mr. Zhang and his wife is a bit interesting. They are gone from being a little coquettish before, but they don’t feel like they want to demote you to the underground like others. Their tone is a little more intimate.

Just like when my family has become popular and living in two younger generations who have not grown up, I feel a little bit disappointed.

He even planned to waive their rent.

"The father-in-law still has to go and feed Brother Zhang medicine?"

"Yes, it's impossible to save your life without taking medicine."

"I'll feed you, my father-in-law is tired even though he's busy for a day."

"You..." Mr. Zhang hesitated very much: "I'm afraid that you, young master, can sprinkle the medicine if you feed me medicine."

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

He brought the medicine bowl into Zhang's stupid son's bed. Qin Yi stood quietly for a moment, but the new medicine powder was sprinkled with a blink of an eye.

If you can't save all living beings, you can help me with what you see.

Do what you want, and this is the law of fate.

What to force and what to do... To be honest, it doesn't make much sense.

That was the thought of the Emperor of Heaven. If you really want to consider this, let’s talk about it if you submit Yaoguang... I hope that I will not be beaten to death by her next time I meet.

Qin Yi carefully fed the patient medicine and turned to look out the window.
Chapter completed!