Fairy, Please Take Care of Yourself

Qin Yi first returned to the Qin Qi Painting and Calligraphy Sect.

The main peak, Qin Qifeng, originally lived at the top of the mountain with Ju Yundi, and the chess idiot was on the mountainside. Qin Yi went straight to the mountainside to see the chess idiot, but he saw Jing Ze sitting outside and drawing.

Jing Ze looked up at him.

"..." Continue painting.

"Hey," Qin Yi laughed. "Although it has been a long time since I met you, it's rude to ignore them, right? We have a relationship before we do the same."

"How do I talk about it?" Jing Ze didn't look up. "I haven't seen you since I started, okay ... this is your own place. Do you want me to ask where the guests come from?"

"Uh ..." Qin Yi sat down in front of him: "Everyone who talked to the dead fairy crane made me an idol, and I look forward to a big difference."

Kyosawa couldn't help laughing, "It's true that others adore you, but me ..."

Qin Yi looked forward to, "How?"

"I'm just a painter. Do you fight with other people so badly?"

Qin Yi paused and covered his forehead. Yes, this is the typical sign of Wandao Xiangong idiots. The most troublesome thing for the palace master is this ... Those who will adore are low-level disciples, and those who have entered the Tao of Sin Palace a little are typical "What matters to me?" "," Is it better to try my basket of buns? "

"But brother, you didn't scold it at first, this is not human, so you refused to get started, and was driven back by my sister?"

"Now I'm inhuman. Can't I live to look like I hate it?" Jingze finally stopped his brush and sighed: "Actually, you are too much. One or two shake your hand, and leave me alone Housekeeper, what can I do except hide here to draw? Is it envious of you to help the world? Can I get out, who cares for a bunch of young disciples on the mountain over there? "

"... You're not bad, too, you are acting on behalf of the sovereign, right?"

Jingze Qi said: "What kind of ghost master, the top and you are all too elders, I am a bare pole, everyone can't call, the acting master is me, and the messenger is me too! The children are all me personally I brought a lot and ran a lot. Am I a suzerainty or a private servant? "

Qin Yi lost his mind, and for a long time just said, "Where is the chess idiot?"

Jingze looked at him obliquely: "They are now a big brother of Qianyuan, and the more and more powerful dragons are out of sight. Yes, I have to call him Uncle, should I call you Uncle?"

Qin Yi joked: "Is it rude to know it is the uncle?"

Jing Ze looked at him with a strange look, so he wanted to throw the ink on the table into his hands.

Your mother took my master away, so I have n’t met Master since I got started. I am a solitary master in the bare pole. There is no master to teach the fairy law. Do you know what the scene of dial painting is ... you actually came to show the uncles ...

Qin Yi leaned back and made a precautionary posture.

In fact, Qin Yi knows better than anyone else. Sister Hidden in the original idea, waiting for you to take over to pit you, this is not to blame me for abducting people ... Even if I do n’t exist, most of the sister is waiting for you After you came here, you passed a bunch of things to you and ran off with tea, which is almost inevitable.

It can be imagined that after the Qianyuan era, the chess idiot even gave up his hand. This so-called Qin Qi calligraphy and painting sect is really only a smooth rod commander of Jingze, a few pine bamboo plums, and a group of small dolls.

If you want to blame, you can blame the Tao of Xiandao.

So honest people are suffering. Since you think that it is wrong for Jingze to be obsessed with something like an inhuman, then you will inevitably bear the responsibility of teaching Zongmen to teach your doll, and your character will determine your destiny ...

Fortunately, after so many years, the little dolls have grown up ...

Thinking so, I saw a group of young men and women going up the mountain.

Qin Yi turned his head to look at it. The big ones are about twenty, the small ones are fifteen or sixteen. There are men and women, all of them are handsome and handsome, and they are personable. If you do n’t know, you would think that this is a cultural society. Settled, not a fairyland.

Qin Qi calligraphy and painting sect is such a characteristic, teaching all literary youth.

These were the children who had been coaxed up the mountain by lazy sheep and saber ... some of them may have ran away again, most of them were here ... all so big.

No wonder, then, Wuxian, who was more than two years old, would now tease Master ...

Time is really a pig killing knife.

Once there were two or three cats, chess, calligraphy and painting sects of kittens, and finally had a vitality.

"Ah ... is that Uncle Qin?" A sharp eye saw Qin Yi sitting opposite Jingze.

"It's really Uncle Qin, I met him when I was young!"

That's right, they are apprentices of Ju Yunzhang in their seniority, Qin Yi is an uncle, and Jing Ze is acting as the "master" on behalf of the suzerain.

A group of young girls gathered around, and looked around Qin Yi with great excitement: "The disciples have seen the uncle."

Those eyes were enthusiastic, really "idols" in the mouth of Xianhe.

The Mando Fairy Palace has been the most prosperous and synonymous in the outside world in these years. It is a sect of sects. It has defended the face of Mando Fairy Palace as if it were a hero of Optimus Prime; To dilute the color of Qin Yi, and say that it is a victory of unity, but everyone can hear the core meaning of Qin Yi in this, without him, everyone would die.

Finally, under the pursuit of Wu Shenzong, he jumped alive for seven years.

Young people do not worship such masters, who do they worship?

"Hello, hello." Qin Yi touched the spirit stone out of the ring in a calm mood: "Come and meet, everyone has a share ... Unfortunately, I forgot to leave some magic weapons ..."

Curled up in the ring, staring blankly at the missing piece of stone in front of him, another piece ...

These are the purest and most abundant pure natural spirit stones without a trace of impurities, commonly known as the best spiritual stones, the ones with large nails that can be replaced with magic weapons, and you throw out your big fists like this ... Is the dog's established food ...

The black fur ball shed tears.

"Thank you Master, Master is the best!" The teenagers were extremely diligent around Qin Yi, and the young girl tried to squeeze forward to simmer in oil. Jing Ze sat there with a sullen face and was annoyed and didn't know how to say.

I drew you up with a lot of **** and piss. You only have this uncle in your eyes who hasn't been back for ten years ...

"You will have Ozawa for the blessing." Qin Yi patted his shoulders kindly and passed a jade bamboo slip: "This is the experience of my sister Qianyuan, you can keep it and it will be beneficial in the end."

With the way for the forefathers to open up, at least one of them should never have to search for it.

This is the value of heritage.

No matter how ridiculous Ju Yundi's throwing hands is, this one thing alone is his biggest contribution to painting.

Jingze took it solemnly and offered a gift: "If Uncle sees Master again, say hello to his disciples."

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Leaving the Qin Qi Painting and Calligraphy School, Qin Yi was in a good mood.

Jingze is now in the clouds, and a bunch of disciples are all in the early and late stages of Fenghuang and even Qinxin. A vibrant Zongmen is clearly growing with the naked eye. No matter how he and Ju Yunxi shake their hands, it is very gratifying to see this scene. In a sense, the inheritance of "Tao Tong" is the most important thing for monks, which is comparable to the fertility desire of ordinary people.

This is also a "circle".

Ju Yunzhen accepted his Qin Yi entry "protection method", and co-organized the entry of children, until now the fruitful circle.

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"Well? Isn't this Qin Yi?"

Flying on the way to Qiji Yinqiaozong, she met Yin Yicup head-on.

He was carrying the wine gourd back from Qi Ji Qiao Zong, and looked at the gloom.

"What's wrong, Brother Yin?"

"We made new wines and claimed that we could be drunk gods, so we took them to share with each other. The stinky artisans used Lao Tzu's wine to lubricate the machine. I went to his grandma's ..."

Qin Yi laughed absurdly: "I'm still a little acquainted with you in this respect. I say that the poem and wine have drifted a little and I have a little bitter taste. What new wine is this for me?"

Yin Yicup did not hesitate and instead took out a gourd with joy: "The gourd will be sent to you. Please note that this wine is of high quality and you can't drink it. Save it."

"OK." Qin Yi took the wine gourd and asked, "What's the name of this wine?"

"Drunk Moon."