Asked About The World Of Mortals

Chapter 177 Writing the World

While people were busy gossiping about men and women, and when Ju Yunxiu's own thoughts were drawn in this direction, Qin Yi finally saw the issue that was almost ignored in the chaos.

The source of Xixiangzi's Dahuanxi Temple elixir... may not have been obtained by killing an adulterous monk like Qin Yi, and the possibility of colluding with outsiders cannot be ruled out.

Ju Yunxiu attaches great importance to it. This is not only related to Qin Yi and their sect, but may even touch the bottom line of the entire Immortal Palace. She quickly took out a book and added a few strokes in the book. The real spirits scattered on the pages and fell into the mountains everywhere, disappearing in an instant.

Qin Yi looked curious: "What is this?"

"This is the spirit of the book. The few strokes I just added are to give them investigation capabilities."

"...Is there such a powerful method?" Qin Yi's eyes lit up: "Whatever command is added will give it the ability?"

Ju Yunxiu smiled slightly: "Paintings are the world, and books are also the world. Although words do not have concrete pictures, they can give them more directions. Your comic book proposal is actually something we have been thinking about for generations - integrating calligraphy and painting to create a new world. It becomes a world that all things possess, just like the real world.”

If you combine it, it will be a TV series, and it is a summoning-style TV series that can be summoned, and maybe you can also travel into the infinite flow... If you create these worlds by yourself, let alone the creator, then at least he is the main god of the infinite flow!

Qin Yi was greatly moved. This kind of immortal method is really very desirable and very interesting.

Ju Yunxiu smiled and said, "Why, you want to learn again?"

"Uh uh... indeed..."

"I can't reach such a state, I'm just exploring."

"Teach me, maybe we can discuss it together?" Qin Yi said eagerly: "I have a lot of ideas..."

"It's good to discuss it together. I also hope you can come up with some creative ideas." Ju Yunxiu said lightly: "It's just..."

"Well?"

"The more you teach, the deeper it gets, and it involves the biggest secret of our sect..." Ju Yunxiu paused, then turned to look at him seriously: "Then am I your senior sister or your master?"

Qin Yi smiled and said: "Do you have to distinguish it so clearly? Isn't this just teaching skills on behalf of a teacher..."

Ju Yunxiu didn’t answer.

Qing Cha was stamping his feet in the distance. This uncle usually seemed very smart, why didn't he understand now?

Ju Yunxiu's words are actually a hint to set the tone for the relationship between the two parties.

If you say that you are a master and a disciple, even if you don't mean it in name, but you mean it in your heart, then the relationship between the two parties will be fixed as a master and disciple. Because Myriad Dao Immortal Palace is not a sect that ignores the rules. Their piano, chess, calligraphy and painting sect is also a bit pedantic in some aspects. Ju Yunxiu cannot accept the relationship between master and apprentice. That is to set the tone.

On the other hand, if you insist that they are just siblings, then in Ju Yunxiu's opinion, it is tantamount to letting go of pursuing her.

Ju Yunxiu himself would also wonder whether the two sides would become master and disciple as the teaching deepened. Let's see what Qin Yi thinks. Of course, she won't explain this hint clearly. Qin Yi may understand it or not. She herself doesn't know what direction she hopes to go, so she doesn't want to say it.

Of course Qin Yi can't understand it. Everyone has different rules. In his eyes, is there any difference between master and senior sister?

Seeing that Ju Yunxiu didn't answer, Qin Yi was confused and couldn't ask, so he had to follow the calligraphy topic and continued: "Usually, I see that senior sister is doing calligraphy and reading, but not writing. Is there a reason for this? Because? Is it harder to write than to read?”

Ju Yunxiu did not dwell on that hint, and answered casually: "For us, writing is not difficult. We work behind closed doors, compile stories, and construct true spirits. I don't know how much I have written in the past eighteen years. I am afraid I will have a room full of them. Otherwise Do you know how I can control these true spirits?"

Qin Yi only focused on one word: "Ten...eighteen years?"

Ju Yunxiu put her hands on her hips: "Are you not convinced that one year is one year? After all, I'm not even eighteen yet!"

"I'm convinced." Qin Yi wiped his sweat and said, "So, senior sister is only half a year older than me. It's really a match made in heaven."

Ju Yunxiu glared and said: "Who is a match made in heaven with you? Now you dare to talk to me?"

Seeing the unimpressive glare, Qin Yi simply said: "Anyway, I am a disciple who writes books and hides evil skills. Senior sister, doesn't she already know that?"

"Speaking of your book, it is a masterpiece..." Ju Yunxiu thought for a while: "This is actually our shortcoming."

Qin Yi blurted out: "It's not enough to live."

"Bah. A thief." Ju Yunxiu's beautiful eyes turned around, but she looked like she was smiling.

Looking at Qingcha in the distance, his teeth were sore, and his small mouth was mumbling and he didn't know what to say.

Even Qingcha could tell that this was more of a flirtation than a scolding. Qin Yi's mouth was dry, but he didn't have the courage, so he could only stand silently.

This is a big boss from Huiyang, and what he is researching is the integration of calligraphy and painting, and the evolution of the world... She said that you are just a lecher, and if you dare to show it off, you may die in an ugly way.

Ju Yunxiu saw him dazedly wanting to do something but not daring to do anything, and the smile in his eyes grew stronger: "How do you want to help senior sister experience life? Tell me, how did you sum up this kind of thing?"

Qin Yi coughed twice: "It's just a matter of imagination, it's just something of imagination."

"Imagination." Ju Yunxiu didn't flirt with him blindly. He thought about it for a while, and finally sighed: "Imagining and writing stories behind closed doors can indeed be wonderful, but I always feel that something is missing. Especially the tens of thousands of years in this world. , there are so many masterpieces, there are so many coming out every year, how can the things you think about behind closed doors be any better than others?"

Qin Yi said: "So I discovered that the part that you thought was amazing has long been a cliché in the world."

Ju Yunxiu looked at him for a while and said slowly: "Maybe it will eventually become a cliché. If the world I constructed is uninteresting and less exciting than one ten thousandth of the real world, then what's the point of writing about it? After all, The book is exhausted and I never want to write again."

"Why are you so demanding..." Qin Yi paused mid-sentence. Everyone's pursuit is different. Their pursuit is no longer about poetry and songs, let alone being a writer who makes money by coding, but the ambition to create a world. After writing "eighteen years", he has written everything, and when he feels that it is difficult to break through. It’s not that I don’t want to write, but I don’t know how to write.

In the imaginary "infinite flow small copy world", judging from the way Ju Yunxiu throws out the scroll at will to attract the true spirit, she most likely has the small copy already, or is building it already, and has not yet completed the full work.

It’s better not to show off your little literary knowledge.

But Qin Yi feels like he has some other advantages...

Because there is a real world in my heart. The majesty and beauty of that world, the vicissitudes of thousands of years, and the different directions of civilization are not inferior to this place at all, or even better.

Maybe one day, what Ju Yunxiu can't do, he can do.

In the picture scroll, in the pages of the book, another world is presented.

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(End of chapter)