Alternative God Level Appreciation Master

The picture is lively and full of artistic conception. More importantly, it seems that... if the inscription next to this line is written, the artistic conception of the whole painting will be high.

In the Tang Dynasty, I heard an interesting story between Qi Baishi Jin and Lao She. It was said that Lao She asked Qi Baishi to paint, and he said "the sound of frogs comes from a mountain spring ten miles away", so Qi Baishi went back to think hard.The sound cannot be conveyed by simple pictures, which stumped Qi Baishi. Finally, after three days of thinking, Qi Baishi came up with a wonderful idea-painting five or six tadpoles in the mountain spring, flowing along the mountain spring, expressing The word "out" came out, but the final "frog sound" was also imaginable.

The perfect fusion between verses and pictures became a good story all of a sudden.

But when Qi Baishi's descendants sorted out his relics, they realized that the painting method of this poem was actually written by Lao She and told Qi Baishi.

Tang Shi thought, smiled, and was about to stop writing, but at this moment, he moved his wrist again and wrote the five characters "Qi Baishi Lao She" in the corner, and finally looked at Suhang Dao standing on it, and picked up the pen again. The five characters were crossed out and painted in the shape of a mountain rock.

These two masters are confidantes of each other, and a single painting can convey countless elegant things.

Tang Shi's painting finally passed. "The Sound of Frogs Coming out of the Mountain Spring from Ten Miles", the most beautiful thing is this artistic conception. Only with this exquisite conception, Tang Shi can easily rank among the ranks of second-grade ink masters .

After seeing the painting, everyone was speechless, but they only called Tang Shi "good boy" when they turned around. This painting is truly amazing.

In the eyes of the elders, it was a sign of talent, but in Tang shi's opinion, it was just that he had suddenly realized something similar, and he was still a little self-aware after all.

In the end, don't give it to a second-rank ink master, and the black chess pieces on the ink master's identity card also became two.

After returning, everyone made an appointment to go to the back mountain to drink and celebrate, but Tang shi was a little gloomy.

With a slight smell of alcohol, he walked back under the moonlight, but stopped at the small square in front of the inkstone wall.

Walking over by accident, Tang Shi picked up the stone pen underneath and started practicing again.

The last time I reached the eighth floor, I stopped. This time, how many floors can I reach?

Those who left late saw Tang Shi who was still working hard in front of Yanbi, and couldn't help sighing, "What a diligent little brother."

In fact, Tang Shi just had nothing to do. This time he did not use brute force, but painted according to the purpose set by the inkstone wall itself. He soon reached the seventh floor. According to his previous comprehension, he solved the problem. The pictures and textures, followed by the eighth layer.

As soon as he went up, he felt as if he was stuck in a quagmire. He couldn't move the whole brush. There was a mess in front of him. All the lines seemed to be moving, which made Tang Shi dizzy almost immediately.

Yin Jiang's voice suddenly became very clear, and it came into his mind at once: "Close your eyes and use your spiritual sense to see. All dharmas in the world lead to the same avenue, and this scroll is all for you. As far as I'm concerned, it's even better for you to cultivate your own spiritual power."

Tang Shi did as he said, and as soon as he closed his eyes, the feeling of dizziness disappeared immediately. He was finally able to stand still, and when his spiritual consciousness came out, he felt a tiny light shuttle in front of him, and it was here. On a stone wall, there are slippery little fish that make people want to reach out and catch them.

Picking up the pen, he flicked the light, and stretched out his hand, as if he had put the pen into the water, so he stirred it up slowly, from slow to fast, and finally let the spiritual power hidden in the inkstone wall become There's a storm!Tang shi, on the other hand, stood at the very center of the storm, but remained motionless.

In the eyes of typhoons, it is always very safe.

However, in the eyes of outsiders, it is not necessarily so. The commotion Tang Shi made was too great. The spiritual power on the entire tens of feet long stone wall was stirred up by Tang Shi, as if in the sea. The tornado that came out was Tang Shi's goal - in fact, it was the eye in the middle.

If spiritual power was compared to a puddle of water, then Tang shi just wanted to leave a place in such a puddle of water to write his name.

Because it was night, the spiritual power here had already started to shine, causing the people in the front mountain to notice such a huge fluctuation of spiritual power.

The head of the sect was discussing with the two elders. He felt such a movement and immediately came out to check the situation. Then he saw an outer disciple standing on the eighth floor. In a violent turbulent current, watching it makes people feel thrilling.

"This son..." Su Hangdao seemed to want to say something, but stopped.

Elder Zhou Mowen standing beside him laughed, "I have the courage to win in danger."

The three of them spoke very highly of Tang Shi. Now that Tang Shi had just passed the test of a second-grade ink master, he had already come here to contact him. They really had a bit of perseverance, and they felt that even if Tang Shi was not the most talented Yes, at least one who can become a talent.

As for Yan Huisheng, needless to say, he had already become friends with Tang Shi, and seeing this kid working hard made him even happier.

Many people below are watching, Suhang Daolang said: "What are you doing watching one by one? The young juniors who have just started work harder than you, don't you know what you are going to do?"

These words were not said with a cold face, but with a smile, so they gave them a completely different meaning.

They will be motivated after all.

Tang Shi's achievements after entering the school are obvious. Of course, there is a reason for his talent, but he went to the back mountain to practice in the middle of the night. Could this be explained by his talent?Even if they are good at practicing kung fu, their talents are not as good as Tang Shi's, and they are mediocre, wouldn't they be ashamed?

Tang shi's creed is - more talented people need to work harder.

At this moment, he still doesn't know that he has been completely set up by the head of Suhang Dao as a model for the new generation of Ximo Pavilion, and he still closes his eyes, feeling the growing gap between the spiritual power storm.

The entire inkstone wall has turned into a vortex. With Tang Shi's stirring, the surrounding spiritual energy is getting thicker and thicker, but the spiritual energy in the middle is being pulled aside, and soon the middle is blank. .

It was at this time that Tang Shi shot like lightning, leaving a deep mark in the middle of the vortex!

With a sound of "swipe", when Tang Shi's deep mark fell, all the aura scattered around him was sucked in by the deep mark he made like a long whale sucking water!As a result, the situation returned to calm, and the hustle and bustle returned to silence. Tang Shi slowly opened his eyes, but his arms were already weak. He felt that the spiritual power in his body had been emptied, and he fell straight down from above, like It fell like a stone.

In the distance, a gorgeous peony bloomed in mid-air, and then stretched out countless threads of light, stopping Tang Shi and holding it in mid-air.

Tang Shi thought that he would be injured for at least a hundred days, but he never thought that such a gorgeous rescue scene would suddenly appear on the way.

Tang shi was stunned, and there were quite a few people watching, but they all laughed at this moment.

"Fourth senior brother's peony is still so beautiful."

"Look at the beauty of this country."

"Oh, how embarrassing."

"I really want Fourth Senior Brother to draw a peony for me too, I'm so shy..."

"Hahaha... Wouldn't the fourth senior brother really scare the little junior brother with his sudden attack like this?"

"Junior Junior Brother is for love, you, former Junior Junior Brother, please don't come out and talk."

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In Tang Shi's state where Monk Zhang Er couldn't figure it out, this stunning peony fell slowly, and finally disappeared, and Tang Shi landed firmly on the ground.

When he looked up, he saw that everyone was looking at the mountain in front of him, so he turned around, only to see a boy in white clothes standing not very far away, he didn't look very big, with a The painting is a rich and noble peony picture, which is extremely gorgeous.

But facing everyone's fiery eyes, he felt a little embarrassed, blushed, turned and left.

The second senior sister Song Qixin and others standing behind immediately burst into laughter. Bai Yu went up and put her arms around Ouyang Jun's shoulders, teasing him and said, "Fourth junior brother, you are shy again. It is a good thing to save people. You are also very beautiful peony. What's embarrassing?"

"Senior brother three...you..." Ouyang Jun is the fourth child among the inner disciples, he is very shy and introverted, he likes to talk like nothing on weekdays, but at this time he was teased by the slippery Bai Yu, he was very embarrassed.

Song Qixin went up and patted Bai Yu's shoulder, and said with a snort, "Since when can you make fun of Fourth Junior Brother? Take your claws away!"

Bai Yu held Song Qixin's hand with his backhand, and even touched it twice vigorously, "Oh, the shy fourth senior brother can't moleste, so I can only try to tease the frosty second senior sister..."

Song Qixin kicked the unfit Bai Yu away with one kick, "Deng Tuzi!"

Bai Yu still wanted to pester him, but Du Shuangtian behind him patted him on the shoulder kindly, only showing a smile, the expression on Bai Yu's face faded for some reason, he just smiled, then shrugged, Very bachelor to not be annoyed.

Another person came up from behind, hugged Ouyang Jun who was painted with peonies all over his body, and sighed: "Look, fourth senior brother, I'm the most loyal. I didn't follow up to flirt with them at this time, and neglected you. right?"

"It's your head!"

Everyone turned around and scolded him in unison.

The inner disciples here are always in a state of jumping around, and Tang Shi looks at it here, but finds it very interesting.

Thinking of the peony that flew out to save people on the way just now, but disappeared at this time, he felt that this thing also has something in common with his own Chong Er Bao Jian.

It should be the flowers painted on the clothes of fourth senior brother Ouyang Jun. Just now to save people, he used a special method to arouse the effect sealed in the painting, which is why Tang Shi encountered everything just now.

He pondered for a while, and the spiritual power in his body was almost recovered, so he went back to his room.

He just fell asleep and fell asleep. When Tang Shi woke up, he had a very comfortable feeling. The Lingtai was clear and bright. Now he is a second-grade ink master, and there will be an exam in seven days, but Tang Shi knew that he would fail the exam. He But I just went to make soy sauce once and came back.

He didn't pay much attention to the outcome of this time. After all, being able to get to this position just after getting started was already very powerful for Tang shi.

He still has a long way to go.

So the days are lived like this, neither salty nor dull, spring goes and autumn comes, cold comes and summer goes.

Ximo Pavilion also began to change, such as the increasingly detailed division of labor among the sects, an increasingly professional team, and an increasingly cohesive whole group.

Tang Shi has already entered the third level of classroom learning, most of them are second-rank ink masters, and inner disciples also give lectures here, and the elders will give them unified guidance.

Here, Tang shi officially became one with the five inner sect brothers and sisters.

Eldest brother Du Shuangtian, ink painting of mountains and rivers, in the late stage of foundation establishment, with a more stable personality; second senior sister Song Qixin, picture of Aoxue Hanmei, late stage of foundation establishment, cold outside and hot inside, very hearty; third brother Bai Yu, picture of strange stones, early stage of Jindan, Seemingly frivolous, but actually funny; fourth senior brother Ouyang Jun, peony rich and noble figure, middle foundation establishment stage, shy and introverted and easy to blush; fifth senior brother Ye Shun, Xianglan figure, middle foundation establishment stage, dark belly, sinister and unscrupulous.

With such a few people around, Tang Shi's life in the sect was really... he was in dire straits all the time, and while he was painting, these funny guys actually started fighting.

For example, Ye Shun, what he likes to do the most is to interrupt Bai Yu when he is painting, and say kindly what the second senior sister went out to auction with the senior brother yesterday. Eyes, pointing at Ye Shun's eyes with his water-colored jade pen at the speed of light—the battle began so easily.

They fought, not like those people Tang Shi knew before, but...splashing ink...

Well, he knew that splashing ink and the like was as childish as spitting, but he couldn't stand it as a unique skill in the sect.

In the so-called splashed ink landscape painting, how the ink is splashed is quite particular.

So this group of idiot-like inner sect disciples figured out how to use splashed ink to cause maximum harm to fellow sect disciples.

Tang Shi originally thought that Du Shuangtian, who was the best at splash-ink landscape painting, would be the one who had the most research on this subject, but the most calm elder brother could always avoid such fights, so Tang Shi began to wonder - who is the best? It's spitting, no—a master of splashing ink.

Until that day, Bai Yu went up to molest Senior Sister Song Qixin, making her angry.

Under Tang Shi's shocking gaze, Song Qixin directly picked up the ink-stained inkstone, and threw it at the back of Bai Yu's head——

This thing splashed towards the back of the head, so it should be easy to dodge, but who knew that Song Qixin suddenly called out "Third Junior Brother" coquettishly from behind, which made Bai Yu tremble in fright, and was unable to dodge with oil on his feet. Open, the ink flew out, and went upwards, then turned a corner, ran back for a while, and all of it landed on Bai Yu's face.

Poor Bai Yu was handsome for a while, but his face was smeared with ink, and he turned into Guan Gong in an instant.

There is also Ye Shun who is going to add fuel to the flames. He is painting. At this time, he tapped Bai Yu's dark face with a stroke, and sighed: "The price of ink is increasing these days. I can't even afford it..."

Afterwards, Fifth Senior Brother Ye Shun took back his pen and continued painting...

Everyone fell silent immediately, the second senior sister was suddenly fierce, and the third senior brother was unlucky, but... Nima's fifth senior brother is the real slut!

Tang Shi was just an outer disciple, standing there holding his pen, his three views being refreshed at the speed of light by this group of idiots——Brothers and sisters, please take care of me, a little tease who just started Are you in a good mood?Is it really a man to ruin the three views of the junior brother like this? ! !

The wailing in Tang Shi's heart was destined to be unheard.

The five idiots in the inner sect are still making noise every day like this, and the days go away in the confrontation between the sluts who come and go.

Fifth senior brother Ye Shun has become the new idol in Tang Shi's heart, and he only wished he could offer three sticks of incense every day, so that he would die early and be reborn soon——

Well, inadvertently exposed.

When Ye Shun put his arms around Tang Shi's shoulders with a smile and walked on the path after class, Tang Shi only felt a chill running down his spine.

Ye Shun smiled so friendly that besides Tang Shi, there was no living person beside him.

"I heard people say that junior brother worships me every day, which makes senior brother a little embarrassed."

Tang Shi: "..."

"Oh, I must be as charming as Third Senior Brother? Third Senior Brother, what do you think?" Ye Shun turned his head to look at the four people who were following far behind.

Bai Yu: "Hehe."

"Look, your three senior brothers have all admitted it. You must admire me very much, but, senior brother doesn't like being incensed at all." Ye Shun walked all the way, patting Tang Shi's shoulder, and sighed, " Since the junior brother thinks highly of me, why not for tomorrow's homework... draw me, the fifth senior brother, who is so cute, kind, pure and righteous that no one dares to approach you."

The third senior brother who is so cute, kind, pure and righteous that no one dares to approach him...

Remove the eight words in front, if you don't pretend to be aggressive, we can still be friends.

Tang Shi finally succumbed. Everyone was also afraid of Fifth Senior Brother's despicable power.

Anyway, that's how it is these days, if you don't get bullied by the fifth senior brother, you will be bullied by others. Tang Shi's life as a miserable little junior in Ximo Pavilion will continue for a long time.

It wasn't until after the new year, when Ximo Pavilion was about to recruit new disciples, and more green fruits would appear, that Tang Shi saw hope in life.

A new Junior Junior Brother was coming soon, and Tang shi was in an exceptionally good mood, so he was ready to get rid of the title of Junior Junior Brother on himself.

But everyone seemed to see what he was thinking, and Bai Yu reminded him in a strange way: "After entering the inner sect, he is also a junior brother... right, the current inner sect Ye Shun junior brother, what do you think?"

Ye Shun turned his head away, smiling so much that the country fell over the city, all living beings were overwhelmed, and the world was destroyed. There was infinite spring in his eyes, his thin lips parted, and his voice was extremely gentle: "Your mother."

Tang Shi: ...

The world is so beautiful, but I am so... funny?

The life of flying dogs and dogs is the same every day, but there are new joys every day, so they accumulate little by little. These days of laughter are saved by Tang Shi every minute and every second. into the depths of memory.

While the new disciples were going up the mountain, senior brother Du Shuangtian went to retreat.

Everyone congratulated him. Tang Shi didn't understand why, but the second senior sister said cheerfully, "Eldest brother is going to re-form the alchemy."

It's not a pill formation, but a new pill formation.

It was the first time in Tang Dynasty that he saw the scene after the formation of alchemy up close. Colorful auspicious clouds shrouded the entire sky of Zhaoyao Mountain, and the golden light shone like a long paintbrush, outlining the beauty of the country. The disciples of Ximo Pavilion on Mount Zhaoyao looked up like this, looking at this cloud, this light, this endless sky.

On the faces of those new disciples, there was the astonishment and shock of seeing these strange things for the first time. Presumably, the scene of Du Shuangtian's alchemy was completely incomprehensible to them. , a realm that is still untouchable.

Formation of alchemy, a realm that Tang Dynasty dreamed of but still can't dream of.

Over the past year or so, Tang Shi's cultivation base has been slowly improving, and the focus of his cultivation is still on the transformation of the spiritual arts on the Zonger Baojian.

The more you transform, the more you can understand the beauty of each formula in detail.

The realm has never been improved, but the "Heart Sutra" still needs to be continued slowly. Now Tang Shi has only practiced to the first level and the second level, and his progress is slow.This is because of such slowness. Tang Shi had time to thoroughly understand the poems that had been dug up in the entire "Chonger Baojian" one by one. The trajectory of the spiritual power of each formula, and the ability of each spiritual power to Tang shi had already memorized the effect.

And after Tang Shi finished these things, the painting problem of "Spring Dawn", which had no solution, was solved directly.

In the third-grade ink master's test, Tang Shi used jade as the dye and Wolverine hair as the brush, and used the phrase "know how many flowers fall", exhausted all his spiritual power, and finally drew an unsatisfactory scroll.

That was the realm Tang shi entered by mistake.

The poem Chunxiao can draw two kinds of perspectives, one is looking from the outside to the inside, and the other is looking from the inside to the outside, that is, the poet is lying on the couch, looking from the inside to the outside and others are looking from the window to the window. scene.

Tang Dynasty did not draw the fluttering flowers when they fell, because after the rain at night, the petals had already fallen, and the ground, even mixed with soil, was just "scattered into mud and dust", with sparse shadows of flowers on the branches and gorgeous feathers. The birds stood and chirped.Only a little bit of the poet's robe is exposed through the window, which is the composition of the Tang Dynasty.

This painting was successfully appraised as a third grade. Tang Shi had already inscribed the poem "Spring Dawn" on it. When he wrote those words, he knew that he had completely mastered it.

The people in Ximo Pavilion are naturally happy for Tang Shi. He is now a third-rank ink master, and as long as he is a fourth-rank ink master, he can enter the inner sect. The gap between him and the inner sect is just a suit of clothes.

After obtaining Tang Shi's consent, this pair of "Spring Dawn" was sent to the Pixiu Tower Auction, where it was sold at a high price of [-] yuan, but Tang Shi just put away his storage bag and smiled faintly. That's all.

In the past two years, he has also auctioned a lot of spiritual arts in the auction house, basically all of them were transformed from those in the "Treasure Book of Chong Er".Some were of high grade and some were of low grade, Tang shi didn't care too much.

There are not many things he didn't auction off, such as "how many flowers fall", "heavy snow is full of bows and knives", "one year old and one dry", and "spring wind blows and regenerates".

On this day, Tang Shi sorted out his things. He cultivated very fast and consumed spirit stones very fast. He made more than one hundred thousand one after another, and now only five or sixty thousand are left in his hands. , Tang shi reckoned that he was almost in the middle stage of foundation establishment.

The section of three wooden branches that he photographed at the beginning was intended to be made into an ink pen, but because he has not found suitable materials and his own refining techniques are not up to standard, it has been left there.However, he has experimented with this thing. When using three trees to cast spells, the amplification effect is really good.

With the thirteen volumes printed, Tang Shi has also reached the second level corresponding to the foundation-building period. With the progress of the "Heart Sutra", Tang Shi's overall strength is steadily improving.

Mo Shi's biggest problem is that he has no attack power, but Tang Shi is different. He was a person with quite strong attack power at the beginning. There will be no decline.

When Yin Jiang chatted with him today, he had already reminded him about the improvement of his realm.

Now the relationship between Tang Shi and Yin Jiang was very harmonious. Sometimes Yin Jiang would give advice on his practice when he woke up, especially in the cultivation of the "Heart Sutra", she seemed to know a lot.

At the same time, Yin Jiang taught Tang shi many things that were not found in the "Shan Hai Jing".

After all, Yin Jiang was a walking encyclopedia. Tang Shi could only listen to all kinds of things she said, and couldn't get in the mouth at all.

Now listening to Yin Jiang's reminder to himself, Tang Shi said: "I always think that if I don't reach the golden core stage again, those demon cultivators who come looking for someone will probably find me."

Last year, Tang Shi killed a demon cultivator. Yin Jiang and him were waiting for the reaction from Tian Falcon Floating Island, but to their surprise, there was no abnormal situation at all.

The demon cultivator that Tang Shi had killed died in such an unexplained manner, and no one cared about him at all.

Now that Tang shi knew a lot, he also knew that the demon cultivators had been restless recently. Correspondingly, the demon cultivators had become quiet.

"Today you can attack the spiritual realm that you couldn't break through last time. After all, this is a Buddhist technique. It's best if you have no desires or desires." Yin Jiang reminded him.

Tang Shi was speechless: "Do you think a person like me can have no desires?"

"You just need to be in the state of no desire and no desire when you realize it. Why do you think so much? The monk in Xiaozizaitian also uses this no desire and no desire to do things that you desire and desire? If you can truly achieve no desires and no pursuits, you will already be in the realm of a Buddha."

The sarcasm in Yin Jiang's voice was very clear. She smiled and said, "Since all living beings are equal, why is there no need for the Buddha and ordinary people? Since all living beings are equal, why does the Buddha have to be unique and have no desires or demands? Why do all living beings in the world need the Buddha?" Speed? Isn't it ridiculous? Hahaha..."

These words were quite the same as Tang shi's understanding at the beginning. The old and the young were all trying to make ends meet and misinterpret the teachings of Buddhism. Now that Tang shi heard such words, he could only smile slightly.

Sitting down cross-legged, the consciousness was completely closed, and the fingers were held together in a gesture of twisting flowers. If others saw Tang shi at this moment from the outside, they might think that he was a real disciple of Xiao Zizaitian.This posture already has a sense of purity of Buddhism.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, there were a few clusters of mist that slowly rotated, as if they were about to become a whirlpool, and Tang shi promoted the rotation of the whirlpool.

Before he knew it, his spiritual knowledge and spiritual power had become sharpened, spinning like that day when Tang Shi broke the eighth inkstone wall.

The dense fog was Tang shi's mental power, which was still in chaos.

During such endless rotation, a right-handed "卐" mark slowly floated up from the bottom of the entire sea of ​​consciousness. The sea seemed to have no boundaries, and the chaotic spiritual consciousness spread everywhere, but soon there was that misty thing, which condensed into a small ball, and finally turned into a gray bead-like thing.

Sea of ​​knowledge condenses pearls!

The moment the gray bead appeared, all the rotations stopped, and the sea of ​​consciousness seemed to be straightened out by something, but when it resumed its rotation, it became rounded, and the previously seemingly smooth Compared with the rotation at this moment, it can only be regarded as sluggish.

At that moment, Tang Shi felt that he was standing on a high platform, and suddenly reached the top in one step, so he reached the top, Xiaozhong Mountain.

A kind of spiritual detachment made Tang Shi feel at ease.

At the same time, Tang Shi's cultivation base has also reached the realm, from the early stage of foundation establishment to the middle stage of foundation construction - after such a long period of practice, the power has already been hoarded there, and it is only waiting for the spiritual power to reach that state to be able to break through up.

The route Tang shi took now seemed to be completely different from the previous one.

At this moment, he still doesn't know what this kind of thing means, so he can only follow along in a daze.

The condensate in the sea of ​​consciousness was slowly turning, but the "Swastika" print was lit up at the bottom.

Tang Shi suddenly said, "Am I practicing Buddhism or Taoism?"

"Cultivate yourself." Yin Jiang laughed, and her mood suddenly improved. It seemed that Tang Shi had made a breakthrough in her cultivation, and she was getting closer to her return.

Tang Shi smiled: "Cultivate myself."

What it is, only God knows.

In fact, Tang Shi just asked like that, and he didn't want to know at all.

In the middle stage of foundation establishment, the first thing Tang Shi did when he stood up was white hair floating in green water, went out for a circle, and only remembered when he came back that he still had "The Second Treasure of the Insect".

Now he has basically figured out the rules, as long as he advances, he can open new poems.

Tang Shi has already memorized the previous poems by heart, and even tried to draw many of them, but this time - a newly opened poem...

"Quiet Night Thinking"

Bright moonlight in front of the bed was suspected to be frost on the ground.

Raise your head to look at the moon, and look down at your hometown.

When he saw such an exquisite little poem, he suddenly hesitated for a moment. Before he could frown, he felt that Yin Jiang, who was connected with him, seemed to be touched.

"Yin Jiang?"

Yin Jiang didn't speak, the light blue light flowed on the box, and there was no sound.

Bright moonlight, frost on the ground.Looking at the bright moon and thinking about my hometown.

Very coherent meaning, but also very melancholy mood, right?

Tang Shi's gaze, through the small window, saw the moonlight outside, and when the light fell on the ground, it was as bright as frost and snow.He suddenly became worried. "Yin Jiang?"

Taking out the box, Tang Shi frowned, but then saw the blue light flickering violently, and quickly transformed into a shadow, that figure was also glowing with blue light, a little dreamy, even elusive .

This woman, with picturesque features, is engraved with the vicissitudes of the ancient times. The clothes she wears are even the style of many years ago. The whole body is embroidered with quaint Lei Wen, and the large gold-woven long-sleeved robe shows her identity. noble.Her skin was as white as jade, her hair was curled up high like an ancient lady's, and the jade hairpin protruding obliquely, and her bloody jade forehead hung between her brows, but it was smudged with a bit of melancholy.

Those old eyes, like Tang Shi's just now, passed through the bamboo window and fell outside. The bright moon is in the sky, and people are in a foreign land.Her hometown is far, far, far away on the coast of the East China Sea, and she is far away from it at this moment.

"Raise your head, look at the bright moon, bow your head... think of my hometown..."

This was the first time Tang Shi heard Yin Jiang's voice clearly. It came from Yin Jiang's mouth. She is a demon cultivator who has lived for thousands of years and was trapped in this stone box for thousands of years. I don’t know if the current Sky Falcon Floating Island looks like it did back then, and I don’t even know if things have changed…

Looking at the bright moon, thinking about my hometown.

Yin Jiang raised her long eyelashes and drooped her eyelids. She clearly felt that she wanted to cry, but her eyes were dry, and it seemed that her tears had already been shed by others.

A poem suddenly aroused her infinite sorrow.

The Nine-Life Cat Demon, everyone thought she was capable, what about now?That's all.

From a distance, she maintained this illusory state. She clasped her hands in front of her body, a bit reserved and dignified. Looking at the boundless bright moonlight from afar, she suddenly said, "Do you think I'm very pitiful?"

Tang shi didn't know what to say, so he could only look at it like this.

Yin Jiang turned around, the gold-woven robe moved slightly with her movements, and bent her waist towards Tang Shi who was sitting cross-legged there, Yin Jiangfang softened his voice, raised his hands The jade hand suddenly cupped his face: "Boy, such gentle eyes are not suitable for you."

Tang Shi raised his hand, covered his eyes, but smiled like a disguise: "Is there anything suitable or not? When I was hypocritical, you just didn't see it."

Yin Jiang sat down in front of him slowly, looked back out of the window with nostalgia, and then turned back to look at the "Treasure Book of Insects" in Tang Shi's palm, but didn't ask any more questions.

"I want to go back. I'm homesick."

"..." But he still doesn't have enough strength to take her there.

Yin Jiang is now Tang Shi's partner, and his practice is basically taught by Yin Jiang. Now that he knows, except for "Shan Hai Jing", most of them are taught by Yin Jiang. Such an old woman , Willing to teach you everything, how could there be no purpose?

However, speaking out such a purpose will only make people feel pity.

"I know."

Yin Jiang smiled, "So I'm waiting, in the late stage of foundation establishment, when you are about to reach the level of a fourth-rank ink master, there will be an experience, and you will go out of the mountain gate to prepare for your own ceremony of painting clothes."

Yes, Huashang.

Now Tang Shi is already a third-rank ink master, and then he needs to work hard to become a fourth-rank ink master and become a disciple of the inner sect.From the outer door to the inner door, the only difference is the clothes, and the clothes are made by the disciples themselves.

If he could draw it, he would be a well-deserved inner disciple.

Yin Jiang said, taking the opportunity of going out to practice...

Before Tang Shi could speak, Yin Jiang said again: "The three trees are on the Falcon Floating Island. If you go, I can give you three wood hearts as materials for making brushes."

Even if Yin Jiang didn't give it, he would go, Yin Jiang underestimated him.

Tang Shi just nodded slowly, "If I can get there smoothly."

"I'm not worried about whether you can go in... What I worry about is that one day you will be as miserable as me."

Trapped in such a small box, he couldn't get out at all, and couldn't even return to Tian Falcon Floating Island.

In Yin Jiang's memory, the monk said to her: Buddha is ruthless.

Then he was locked into the box. I don't know if the monk now cultivated into a Buddha?

The past was vague, and all came to mind, Yin Jiang suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, but it was silent...

Tang Shi looked at Yin Jiang who suddenly fell into that kind of despair that he couldn't help himself, and his heart was extremely peaceful.

"Yin Jiang... If you show up for too long, you will be hurt by the formation..."

Yin Jiang sighed for a long time, looked back at him, quietly dropped a sentence, and then disappeared: "I really envy you, I practice the path of extreme affection, but you are born to practice the path of ruthlessness... that's great... ..."

She disappeared. Looking at the silent box, Tang Shi didn't understand, what kind of extreme affection and ruthlessness?Can't understand……

He yawned, glanced at the "Chong Er Bao Jian" in his hand, and pointed his finger on the word "Shuang".