Eight Hundred and Thirtieth Eighth Chapter Smoke Ink Strange Story

Finally... Yi Lin fell asleep for no reason.

...

Green especially likes to sleep.

Yi Lin was very curious whether Green was a male or a female, and had such a regular schedule.

On the contrary, Yi Lin forced himself into a spinning top, spinning day and night.

Day after day, night after night, rain or shine, day and night.

Lin Yi, a super model worker, has become a celebrity in Tianjianmen unknowingly.

Many people may not know who Jian Nanchun is, and who Chao Rushuang is, but they will definitely know Lin Yi.

Because Lin Yi's appearance frequency is too high.

In any branch of Tianjianmen, whenever there is a public lecture, Lin Yi can almost be seen.

Some people feel very puzzled, the energy of monks is not endless, and no monk can be proficient in every kind of Taoism. If a monk can succeed in one of them, he can run wild in the circle. But Lin Yi, this one wants to learn, that one wants to understand, who comes and goes in the wind and rain, is it really necessary to be so greedy?

Many people sneered at Lin Yi's diligence and expressed disdain.

They said behind their backs that this Lin Yi didn't know how to climb up the relationship, and he was favored by many elders.

The last registered disciple who wanted to follow Lin Yi's example was still lying in the ward of Baicao Hall and hadn't been discharged from the hospital. With the warning from the previous car, no one would dare to be as Meng Lang as Lin Yi. After licking this elder, he turned his head to lick Next person.

Another month passed in a blink of an eye.

On this day, Tianxian Island is full of rays of light, the sky is full of clouds and clouds, and the clouds are filled with seven-color glow.

Yi Lin yawned, with two faint dark circles under her eyes, and appeared on Yanmo Mountain.

The inner disciple guarding the gate knew Lin Yi very well. Before Lin Yi could show his badge, the gate guard's expression changed, and he took the initiative to step aside and let Lin Yi in.

"Thank you, brother."

Yi Lin was very polite, arched her hands, and entered with a smile.

After entering the yard,

Yi Lin couldn't help being taken aback.

I saw Shi Huayan still wearing that weird dragon and phoenix embroidered face, and layers of snow-white gauze, barely covering her bare feet. She was sitting at a low table, painting with a big brush, happily.

On the yellowed scroll, there are mountains and water. She uses simple changes of thick and light ink to outline a vivid landscape picture.

There are not many disciples in Yanmo Mountain, not counting Lin Yi, the inner sect, the outer sect, and the registered disciples add up, but there are only about twenty people.

They were all sitting quietly in the yard at the moment, holding their breath, not daring to make a sound.

Yi Lin vaguely understands the origin of this atmosphere, Shi Huayan's figure in painting is too dusty, as if disturbing this tranquility is a sin.

Immediately, although Yi Lin didn't bring any painting equipment, she sat down quietly, enjoying the rare peace.

After a while.

Shi Huayan's slender finger strokes paused for a while, and then he raised his head and looked at Yi Lin who was deliberately hiding in the corner. A gentle smile came from behind the dragon and phoenix embroidered face: "Lin Yi, you are here."

Swish Swish Swish.

Shi Huayan's words instantly filled Yi Lin's hatred in the hearts of other disciples.

Speaking of which, there's something weird about it.

All the cigarettes collected by the teacher are male disciples.

In other words, all the students who came to Shi Huayan to sign up were male disciples.

All in one color, not the same.

Yi Lin quickly lowered her head, pretending not to hear.

But Shi Huayan didn't intend to let him go, so he changed his sitting posture, with the snow-white arches slightly bent, and waved to Yi Lin: "Lin Yi, come to Wei Shi's side."

It's too late for Yi Lin to turn around and run now, so he can only come to Shi Huayan's side under the eyes of other people who are full of bullets.

Shi Huayan could be said to be the most unassuming elder among all the elders, he patted the open space around him casually and asked Yi Lin to sit down.

"What do you think, how do you paint as a teacher?"

The teacher Huayan asked.

Yi Lin scratched her forehead, took a serious look, and answered honestly: "Very good."

"Where is the good news?"

"Mountains are like mountains, and water is like water."

Yi Lin thought for a while and answered.

"like?"

"like."

"Then, so what."

The teacher Huayan smiled slightly, and swiped the brush down, only to see a drop of thick ink dripping on the painting from the tip of the brush, and at the same time as the water splashed, the drop of ink seemed to be dripping in a pond, and the ink dyed and faded away , swaying out circles of ripples.

Yi Lin opened her mouth, and when she raised her head again, she found that the scenery around her had changed.

He is in a world of black and white, and the landscape in the painting has become the scenery around him. And he and his teacher Huayan are sitting in the water, not far from the Feiliu Waterfall. When the waterfall falls a thousand feet straight, the water vapor transpires, making the whole valley shrouded in hazy water mist, which has a special artistic conception.

"I created my own 'Smoke and Ink Strange Tale' for my teacher. Under the pen and ink, there is a world of its own. Do you want to learn it?"

Of course I thought about it, do I still need to ask?

Yi Lin nodded decisively: "Is this an illusion?"

"Yes, and no. What is illusion?"

"To confuse people's hearts is to be an illusion."

Shi Huayan smiled, and she drew a knife in front of her again, as if by magic, Shi Huayan held the obviously two-dimensional style ink knife in her hand, and spread her palm to Yi Lin: "Hold it .”

Yi Lin hesitated, but still put her hand on Shi Huayan's.

Shi Huayan gently cut a thin gash on Yi Lin's fingertip with a knife, blood spilled out.

Yi Lin even felt the pain.

"False and real, true and illusory, at ease in people's hearts."

The teacher painted the flue.

Yi Lin seemed to have realized again.

This is the benefit of having a full comprehension.

"Shi Huayan's 'Yan Mo Qi Tan' seems to be a high-level mental attack. It is somewhat similar to my 'Mind Body'. When the mental attack is realistic to a certain extent, even the body believes that it has been attacked. The corresponding parts will naturally be traumatized. Well, there is a lot to learn from."

Yi Lin thought to herself, but there was a look of a young man eager to learn on his face.

I do not know how long it has been.

The picture scroll in front of Shi Huayan is covered with landscapes, flowers and trees.

Yi Lin noticed that there was a jug among the flowers, and I don't know when Shi Huayan painted it.

the end.

Shi Huayan asked casually: "Gong Yang Hei and Gong Yang Bai, how are you doing now?"

Why did you suddenly ask if the black and white goats are okay?

However, Yi Lin heard that Shi Huayan almost never left the mountain gate and never communicated with other veins, so he was not surprised, thought for a while, and replied: "It's a good life."

Shi Huayan asked again: "Where is Ren Qingshan?"

"I don't like sports, I'm a little fat, but I have someone to take care of me, and my childhood is very nourishing."

"Mount of Precepts, Bi Tiexin, how are you doing?"

"The family is prosperous, the disciples strive for success, and the lintel shines brightly."

"Baicaotang, is Ye Liangchen still alive?"

"He has a handsome body, takes medicine every day, and lives a chic life."

"Ask Jianshan, Nie Shanhe, are they still guarding the Sword Tomb day after day, year after year?"

"Yes, Boss Nie is quite boring."

It seems that Shi Huayan really hasn't been in contact with other mountains for a long time.

Her tone was flat, and she asked them one by one, as if she was greeting an old friend from the past.

Now Yi Lin is familiar with each branch, and Yi Lin can always say a thing or two when mentioning so-and-so.

Asked in one breath, Shi Huayan seemed tired, she lightly put a large brush on the case, after a moment of silence, sighed lightly, and asked the last question.

"Chenbei...how is he?"

Yi Lin was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

Shi Huayan didn't expect Yi Lin's answer, waved her hand and sent Yi Lin out of the smoke and ink illusion.

When Yi Lin regained consciousness again, he and Shi Huayan were still in the yard, and the surrounding disciples still cast murderous eyes on Yi Lin, as if the time spent in the illusion just now was just a snap of the fingers, very magic.

In this strange atmosphere, Shi Huayan ended today's lecture.

She didn't teach it seriously, she just drew a picture, and finally left the picture at a distance for her disciples to appreciate.

While it was still dark, Yi Lin scratched her dead skin and took the time to go back to the handyman class to catch up on the old days.

this month,

Several newcomers came to the handyman class, and another Perseverance Emperor left the handyman class after a few years of hard work. Overall, little has changed.

There are many benefits to having a relationship with Chen Bei, and Yi Lin has played this job delicately.

Yi Lin decided to rest tonight.

He has had a liver for more than a month, and he is almost exhausted, so he needs to sleep.

Zizhu Niang is Chen Bei's treasure, and it was very difficult to get out of it after it got into his pocket. As for Chenbei's own wine storage, it has also been hidden for decades. Although it is not as good as Zizhu Niang, when it was opened, it was overflowing with spiritual energy, which can be called "Xianshan Laojiao".

While toasting and toasting, Yi Lin squinted her eyes, hiccupped, and asked about this matter.

"I said, old Chen..."

"What?"

"Is there an affair between you and Elder Yanmo Mountain Master Huayan?"

"puff!"

When Chen Bei heard this, he choked, and opened his mouth to spray Yi Lin's face with second-hand wine.

"You, you, you, what nonsense are you talking about! Besides, I will sue you for... slander! Believe it or not, I will sue you for slander! How dare you slander me!"

The word slander was learned from Lin Yi.

Didn't expect it to come in handy.

Chen Bei became angry, decided to fight back, and sprayed back angrily.

"Talking about these gossips every day, where is your cultivation? The more you practice, the more you go back? Oh drink? Wait a minute, why is the breath in your body dissipating again? The fifth level of breathing? Damn..."

"Hey, you won't be allowed to talk if you have an affair, right? Believe it or not, I said in front of Pa Shi Huayan that you read her name when you were drunk?"

"You... despicable!"

"Old Chen, I'm short of a flying sword recently, and a Na ring, cough cough cough..."

"You are shameless!"

Chen Bei was shivering coldly.

He never expected that this beast would take the opportunity to threaten him.

Why didn't I see that Lin Yi was such a person at the beginning!

An old man and a young man were in the wooden hut, taking advantage of their drunkenness, they began to fight.

This pinch is one night.