Seeking the Tao in the Mortal World

As night fell, Ju Yunxiu returned to her mountain.

As soon as she stepped into the house, she saw Qing Cha staring at her strangely.

"What are you looking at? You want to get into the teapot?"

"No, no." Qing Cha held it in for a while, and she finally couldn't help but say, "Master, you came back with a smile."

"So what, I can't smile?"

"No, no." Qing Cha swallowed her words.

Even though she looked like a lolita, she had been with her master for over a hundred years, so she was very familiar with every change in her master's expression.

Ju Yunxiu actually smiled a lot and was not an aloof fairy.

When others were around or even when facing enemies, she would always smile faintly. It was like a spring breeze, happy and elegant.

When she read something interesting in the books, she would smile too.

When she learned something new in painting and music, she would also have a knowing smile.

But she had never had this kind of contented smile of meeting a friend who knew each other. She had always been lonely in this aspect.

The Immortal Palace was bustling with people, but Ju Yunxiu had been living a secluded life for thousands of years with no tao friend.

She said that there was no need for tao friends. Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting were her friends, but everyone knew that the concepts were different. There would be no one who could appreciate her paintings. But once she had met such a person, she would cherish him, including immortal.

Ju Yunxiu never expected to have a knowing friend.

But when two lonely people bumped into each other, they suddenly felt like they were the one.

He teased her to teach step by step, but when they played music together, Ju Yunxiu clearly felt that Qin Yi didn't mean that at all. His emotions were still full of longing and sadness. The feeling of sadness is not to provoke anyone, but at most it means to learn.

Music was the voice of the heart. At this level of immortal, it was impossible to hide anything from a professional like Ju Yunxiu.

At that moment, both parties were truly devoted to the music, the purest musical communication and spiritual listening. There were no mundane thoughts or other distracting thoughts.

This was a true tao friend.

After one song, it was like drinking mellow wine.

Looking at Ju Yunxiu's smile, Qing Cha wanted to say: Do you really not care that he put "Yunxiu" to his lips and blew?

Forget it. It's better not to ask, otherwise I will spend the night in the teapot tonight...

Qin Yi also felt much more relaxed. The temporary sadness due to Liu Su's slumber had been relieved. He could calm down and cultivate after returning to his cave house.

What he cultivated was the music taught by Ju Yunxiu. The music played just now was actually teaching skills.

This was a piece of music that inspired the will and soothed the emotions. The image was mountains and flowing water, which broadened up the mind, and falling flowers flowing with the water could be used in battles. A certain tune could invigorate the fighting spirit, and a certain tune could calm the boiling blood. It was an excellent team support song. At certain times, it could also heal injuries or relieve abnormal conditions.

It was called 'Flowing Water Clear Medoly'.

The next morning, Qin Yi took his flute to the main peak.

The door of the house was ajar, and Qing Cha was holding a banana leaf outside to catch the rain. Ju Yunxiu was sitting on the pavilion on the edge of the cliff, drawing a painting of Qing Cha catching the rain.

Qin Yi asked curiously, "What is this for?"

"Collecting the rootless water. Master wants to make tea."

"Can you be more scientific? The rainwater is not better than the water from this immortal mountain stream."

"Master said that this has high elegance."

Qin Yi was speechless. It turned out that she was just pretending.

Ju Yunxiu finished the last stroke and said without raising her head. "Come to learn the piano?"

"Well, I learned a lot from that song yesterday. I hope Senior Ju will continue to guide me."

"You want to take a look at my painting first?"

This statement itself was a bit strange. Did Qin Yi have the qualifications to judge her painting? But last night when they played the music together, Qin Yi probably understood that she was hard to find a close friend. So he walked up and took a look.

It was a painting about the rain hitting the plantains. The raindrops on the plantains seemed to be moving.

Even though Qin Yi had seen the miraculous ability of this painting to resemble the real scene many times, he still couldn't help but be amazed every time he saw it. For a painting immortal, things like animation were just a small trick.

"Why don't you speak?" Ju Yunxiu looked up at him.

"There's no point in praising." Qin Yi smiled. "I just feel that a painting without a poem is missing something."

"Oh?" Ju Yunxiu was a little surprised. "Do you have a poem?"

Qin Yi finally realized that she was also obsessed in poetry and books. Who else, except a thousand years old cultivator like her, had such energy?

He pondered for a moment, then he picked up the pen and wrote on the painting. "Time easily leaves people behind, ripening the cherries and greening the plantains."

Ju Yunxiu stared blankly, speechless for a moment.

Qing Cha leaned over and said, "The banana is so pitiful that it is green."

Qin Yi, "?"

Even if you guys can turn into humans, what's wrong with your brain circuit? Have you read any green novels?

Ju Yunxiu's eyes were still fixed on the poem. Without turning her head, she picked up Qing Cha and threw her into the pool beside the pavilion. "Go and stay green yourself."

A piece of green tea leaf floated in the pool water, and Qin Yi couldn't help laughing.

Ju Yunxiu flicked her sleeves, and the scroll flew into the room like a stream of light and hung in the middle hall.

She took out her lyre and said calmly, "Today I will teach you a killing song called 'Sky Collapse'. This song is my sect's unique skill. The might is too powerful that it is hard to control, so be careful to not hurt your allies."

"Zheng!"

On the distant mountain, a huge boulder collapsed into pieces.

Qin Yi's pupils shrank.

This sonic attack is deadlier than I imagined...

This was not a spiritual attack, but a sonic physical attack, so it was difficult to control. Different repertoire and different combinations of notes naturally produced different degrees of sound wave vibration. This was a unique killing song accumulated over thousands of years.

This was the first offensive technique he had learned since he became Ju Yunxiu's junior.

This was also the first unique skill that Qin Yi had learned in this life. Whether it was the stick techniques and immortal arts that Liu Su taught, there was no special teaching on the 'skill' level.

Because the daily skills taught by Liu Su were already unique skills for ordinary people. Taking the stick techniques as an example, Qin Yi's explosive power of swinging the stick far exceeded his own strength. Once he learned to control qi essence, he could unleash it outward. This kind of method and explosive power was something that ordinary people could explore throughout their lives. When it was mastered, it was a unique skill. But For Liu Su, it was just normal, so Qin Yi didn't feel anything.

The more special ones were already at the mystic level and were not something Qin Yi could use now. Therefore, since he had not learned any unique skills, he couldn't act cool by killing the powerful enemy with a skill.

'Sky Collapse' taught by Ju Yunxiu became Qin Yi's first unique skill.

"Come here every day and learn a piece of music every day." Ju Yunxiu pressed the strings lightly with some expectation in her eyes. "Will it affect your cultivation?"

Qin Yi bowed. "This is my cultivation."

Ju Yunxiu smiled and said, "Right, you are my junior and the protector of this sect."

At this time, an immortal crane came. Qin Yi turned around and saw that it was the immortal crane that guided him when he visited the Immortal Palace.

The immortal crane landed on the top of the mountain and looked at the two of them playing the lyre and the flute. It couldn't help but smile and say, "You two seem to be in tune with each other."

Ju Yunxiu asked, "Is it strange?"

The immortal crane said in surprise, "I just greet casually, just like a mortal asking you if you have eaten. What are you trying to explain?"

Ju Yunxiu choked and blushed.

Qin Yi hurriedly tried to smooth things over. "Long time no see. Thank you for your guidance back then… Are you here for anything?"

"Oh." The immortal crane smiled and said, "Grain Rain is coming, and the Tao Conference is about to begin. Will your sect participate this year?"

Ju Yunxiu became a little impatient. "What's there to participate? It's really disturbing."

The immortal crane's eyes moved back and forth on the faces of Ju Yunxiu and Qin Yi, then it chuckled, "I seem to come at the wrong time. I'll ask again in a few days."

After saying that, it fluttered its wings and disappeared.