Chapter 133: Painted

"This is so ... say tens of thousands of miles, in fact it has to be several times more! Tang monks from 100,000 miles have been away for ten years, how long do I have to go ..."
At dusk, Qin Yi stumbled into a city.
He ran thousands of miles within a few days, and thought he should have traveled one-tenth of the distance. As a result, in contrast to the jade imprint left by Minghe at the time, he discovered that he moved a little bit away from the location of the Wandao Immortal Palace. Less than one-tenth.
At the beginning, Minghe only left a mark roughly, instead of drawing a map. The so-called tens of thousands of miles is the straight line distance between the marks.
The tragedy is that Qin Yi can't fly.
His own imperial wind and cloud, which obviously belong to the basic symbol of Tengyun Realm, is not even close to his piano heart.
In addition to flying clouds, there are two flying methods that can be used at low levels. First, flying mounts or flying instruments, including the sword repair of Yujian flying is also considered; second, special escape methods, such as Lei escape wind escape, etc., for example, the original Qingxu can escape from the earth, and the woman of Vientiane Sen Luozong also It will escape, but there are more severe conditions of use.
Qin Yi's five-element technique didn't go here at all. Even if he learned Huo Dun specifically, it wouldn't be the way to go everyday. Don't mention the escape method. Flying weapon ... Is that magic sword that can only make a trick?
The result of not flying is that if you want to cross the mountain and cross the river, tens of thousands of miles in a straight line, how many times should you actually turn it?
Qin Yi just wanted to cry.
The fringed gloat: "I ask you to pretend, honestly looking for Minghe to ask for a flying magic weapon, she can't not give it to you. As a result, you ask others, ah ha ha ha ..."
Qin Yi glared: "It's not because the dead stick can't fly!"
"Why, you want to fly with a stick?"
"..."
"You have this dead stick, you should hide and laugh." Tassel despised: "Idiot who doesn't know anything."
The dead stick here is of course not referring to the tassel, but the body of the mace. Qin Yi said: "Mo said that I don't know the goods, Minghe Gaomenzong, and she did not see any special inquiry about this stick, I believe that the stick is particularly powerful, but it is too hidden?"
"Returning to the original, this is the case. Let Master Minghe come and maybe find some peculiarities, Minghe just forget it." Tassel didn't want to say much, just said: "Anyway, if you want to sacrifice this stick, the gap is too far , Can't do it. I won't let you do it even if I can do it. "
"Uh? What does this mean?"
"Now my state, broadly speaking, there is no problem with the spirit of this stick. If it is really sacrificed with your soul, then I will become your spirit ... It would be good not to take you away, you still want to Take me? Wash and sleep, you. "
"Um ... that is to say, my magic weapon of life can't choose this stick?"
"Let's talk about it at that time. If I reshape my body, then this stick will be sacrificed to you. Until then, you can only smash it as a pure weapon."
"Fuck, say it early."
"As early as you said, you wouldn't find Minghe to ask for a magic weapon, your self-esteem of a man who wanted to face, hehe ..."
"..."
Tassel said again: "Anyway, your current priority is really to find a flying weapon, or to catch a flying monster as a mount. Otherwise, you are really waiting for you to walk slowly to the Wandao Immortal Palace.
Qin Yi misses Ye Ling ...
Walking on the street in the city and watching the bustling crowd, Qin Yi was very confused. Where can I find flying instruments in this world?
Minghe once said that the level of Qin Yi has long been different from the ordinary, as long as you set foot in the world, you will naturally find immortals everywhere.
I hope so.
Just like the electric mouse in a small town can be met, and the mortal looking at the cold door, it is just a fat shopkeeper.
Entering an inn in the city and looking at the thin shopkeeper inside, Qin Yi suddenly missed it a bit, and seemed to be fat and cute.
"What does the guest officer want?"
"Come two pounds of wine, and serve any signature good dish."
Xiao Er looked at Qin Yi doubtfully. Can this elegant look be eaten?
Qin Yi shot a silver coin.
Everything is missing, that is, gold and silver are really not missing.
Xiao Er immediately nodded and said: "Guest officer will wait a moment, come immediately."
"Wait." Qin Yi asked, "What Taoist Buddhist temples are there near this city, or are there any special scenery?"
"There are so many Buddhist temples in Taoist Temple ..." Xiao Er smiled: "For example, Pudu Mountain in the east of the city, Hongfa Temple, is a local famous temple, and even some court officials are inspired by Buddhism to become a monk here."
Qin Yi was stunned, thinking of the game he had played for the first time: "Hey, will you not always be missing here? Or enter the temple and want to become a monk?"
"Where's the matter, the guests can really make a joke." Xiaoer laughed: "I went to worship Buddha yesterday, and I didn't see that I want to be a monk. I have an 80-year-old mother and a three-year-old child. What kind of house do you come from?
Qin Yi nodded indifferently without asking anything.
Shortly afterwards, a table of dishes was brought up, and Qin Yifeng began to sweep away.
The diners from Primary 2 to the side were all dumbfounded. Was this young and beautiful young boy reborn?
God knows he has n’t eaten normally for more than two months ...
Xiuxian Xiuxian, that's not the day people live ...
I have never felt that such a common table of dishes is so delicious. Saying that the tassels haven't eaten for tens of thousands of years, no wonder it was so refreshing when it was first engulfed by it, it was completely understandable!
While I was gorging on, I heard laughter from others: "Yo, the talent of Beijing University is back again?"
The drinkers all laughed: "Which lady did you draw today?"
"Are there any little girls who have taken a look at the famous paintings of the talents of Beijing University, and their hearts are spurting a thousand golden cubs to look at the flowers in the cave, hahaha ..."
Qin Yi's mouth was still biting a chicken leg, and he couldn't help turning to watch it.
But I saw a young man of twenty-six or seven, holding a large roll of drawing paper in his left hand, and a basket in his right hand holding several brushes and ink paints.
He was wearing a scribe suit, and it was a little dirty, and there were traces of paint sprinkling accidentally. The appearance is not very handsome, but it can be called handsome, quiet temperament, should be like a rich son. At this time, there was nothing to show everyone's ridicule, just sitting silently and slowly said: "Two buns ... a pot of water ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Everyone's laughter is bigger:" Only earned Two copper plates? Would n’t it be someone who stole the painting, was beaten? "
"How can paintings and paintings be stolen?" Mr. Jing finally refuted.
Qin Yi was surprised for a while, and then he was overjoyed: "Do you know how to do it?"
Prince Jing was stunned: "What's that?"
"Four ways of writing fennel beans."
"I don't know, isn't there only one?"
Qin Yi was dull and sighed, "Come, sit here, please have dinner."
Mr. Jing looked at him inexplicably: "I am not familiar with you."
Qin Yi smiled slightly and pointed to his nose: "Although what I am doing now and my profession are extremely out of line or not even a style of painting, I am indeed a painter."