A group of people were all lying next to the case, studying this old painting with their heads together.
Shi'er's research at that time was based on the brushstrokes of painters, and he didn't understand that Xiuyuanshan's paper had other specialties. This shows how true it is to say that there is strength in numbers.
Elder Cao's focus was different from others again. The tip of his nose almost touched the drawing paper. He smelled it lightly and turned to ask Qiu Shi'er: "Peak Master, after you get this painting, what will Peak Master do?"
Haven’t you dusted or smelled it?”
Shi'er said: "I just swept the dust."
Elder Cao narrowed his eyes and said: "The ink used in this drawing is Yuquan blue ink. This kind of ink is rarely used nowadays. The drawing should not have been put away after it was completed. Instead, it was hung up for several years and was carefully maintained. Look here,
The ink color in this corner of the painting is slightly different. It should be that the position where the painting is hung can hit a corner of the sun. After years of exposure, the indigo in the blue ink will become a little purple."
Since she really specializes in the art, Qiuqiu didn't notice any difference in the ink color, even if Elder Cao pointed it out to her, she couldn't tell.
After the guard read the picture, he didn't say a word. Maybe this kind of writing was not his forte.
Shi'er spent the longest time studying this painting among them. He copied at least four or five different formations from it, both on the drawing paper and the scroll.
Master Yuxia also saw the scroll at this moment. She was slightly trance looking at the pattern of wild geese at the end of the scroll.
Qiuqiu asked softly: "Master?"
Master Yuxia frowned slightly: "I have seen this mark before."
Qiuqiu had asked about it before when she was at Xiuyuan Mountain, but no one knew about it.
"Where have you seen Master?"
Master Yuxia couldn't remember it all at once.
Qiuqiu rummaged through the Qiankun bag. She took out the directory of the sect's disciples that she had copied and turned to the page of Mingzi: "I originally wanted to look for it here, but I couldn't find Mingzi.
Which of my predecessors has the character "雁" in his name? I think maybe "雁" is not his name but a nickname."
This sentence reminded Master Yuxia, like a flash of lightning suddenly flashing in front of the dark eyes: "I remember... It's not the Ming generation, it's the Fu generation. There is a great uncle whose nickname is Guyanke.
, this wild goose is his mark.”
Qiuqiu was very surprised.
"Fuzi generation?"
Master Yuxia nodded. She took the directory in Qiuqiu's hand and flipped forward a few pages. Her fingertips traced the names of the compound generation one by one.
"Fujia." Master Yuxia was a little unsure: "I remember it should be Master Fujia." She thought for a while, nodded and said, "Yes, it should be him. I heard Master talk about this Master once practicing Kung Fu.
Something went wrong at the time and the meridians were damaged. I never recovered from it."
This matter was told to them by Yuxia's master as a negative lesson, to remind them not to be greedy for merit and rush forward, lest haste may lead to waste in haste, or even ruin a lifetime's future with no chance of recovery.
That's why Zhenren Yuxia remembered this senior's name.
But what happened to him later? Her master did not mention this, and Master Yuxia did not ask about it later. She just thought that since the meridians were seriously damaged, the foundation of his cultivation must also be destroyed. In this case, it will only be very serious.
He died long ago and met a miserable end, so there is no suspense.
But now after hearing what Qiuqiu said, she realized something was wrong. The mark of Master Fujia actually appeared on the tombstone of Ming Dynasty. So this Mingsong was the disciple of Master Fujia? He could build a monument for his disciple.
, which proves that he lived longer than his disciple.
"It is not obvious from this painting that the meridians of the person who painted the painting were seriously injured. This stroke has not been broken all the time. The person who wrote the painting should be full of energy and have no signs of weakness. It does not look like he was seriously injured or
It was painted by someone whose foundation has been destroyed.”
There must be something they don't know about.
It's just that it's been so long that it's difficult to find out the truth anymore.
Master Yuxia asked: "From this painting, can I enter the secret realm in the painting?"
Qiuqiu nodded: "Yes, we found the dragon egg in this lake, and Shi'er adopted it as a spiritual pet. He and I have both gone in here, and my spiritual pet Dabai has also gone in, but I haven't tried it.
Can you bring someone else in?"
Master Yuxia looked at her eagerly: "Then give it a try."
This shows how eager she is to find the way back to Xiuyuan Mountain.
Qiuqiu nodded, glanced at Shi'er, stretched out her hand to hold Yuxia's hand, and touched the position on the picture with the fingertips of her other hand.
The familiar falling feeling made Qiuqiu feel dizzy, and then she smelled the scent of lake water and green grass in the secret realm.
One day the stars twinkled overhead.
She turned around and saw that she was the only one here.
Didn’t Master Yuxia come in with you?
Is her method wrong, or is this secret realm repelling others? She and Shier didn't see any repulsion even when they came in this way.
Looking around in Qiuqiu, the shadows of the ancient trees were dancing, there were slight ripples on the lake surface, and the secret place was still the same as before.
Her gaze paused behind a clump of flowers and grass.
It turned out to be a cave. The first time she entered the secret realm, she walked through the cave opened by Dabai. After exiting the cave entrance, she arrived at this secret realm.
At that time, she didn't know the existence of this painting, and the cave was the only way to enter this secret realm.
This exit disappeared after they left Xiuyuan Mountain. Qiuqiu thought it was because the painting was far away from Xiuyuan Mountain, so of course the other exit also disappeared.
Qiuqiu tried to take two steps forward, then two more steps.
She stood until she reached the original entrance of the cave, but nothing changed. There was a layer of mist in front of her eyes blocking her way, and she could not go any further.
Maybe this cave entrance will reappear. If she is closer to Xiuyuan Mountain, she may be able to pass through this secret realm and walk through this passage. The opening at the other end of the passage is on the Lotus Peak of Xiuyuan Mountain.
Qiuqiu left the secret realm, and she found that Elder Cao and Guan Wei had left, leaving only Master Yuxia and Shi'er waiting for her in the room.
"What did you find? What's different inside?"
"Nothing was found, and there is no access."
Master Yuxia seemed a little disappointed, but she also understood. Many secret realms are owned by their own owners, just like small caves created by one owner, and belong to only one person. If the original owner is no longer there, then Qiuqiu
After discovering it and being the first to enter, this secret realm will naturally recognize her as the master. It is normal for it to exclude others from entering.
"But Shi'er can go in."
"You are a Taoist couple, that's different."
Master Yuxia's spirit could no longer be sustained. Qiuqiu was determined not to let her continue to explore and think about this matter and sent her back to her room to rest.
With Yuxia's current physical condition, no matter how tenacious her willpower is, there is no way for her to get better immediately.
Qiuqiu mixed a bowl of honey water and brought it to her, and took half a pill for her to take: "Master, you should rest early."
Master Yuxia lay there, looking at her disciple sitting beside the bed.
She hated her current powerlessness. Everything seemed to be reversed. She needed the care and attention of her disciples. She could not even go on the road alone. She was unable to resist the danger. Even if she returned to Xiuyuan Mountain, she
What can be done? Even if she discovers the traitor who betrayed the sect, even if the leader of the monsters is standing in front of her, she has no ability to kill them.
When Master Yuxia closed her eyes, the whole world suddenly became dark.
Only relying on her and Qiuqiu, can their master and disciples save the entire sect?
They couldn't do it because Qiuqiu had little experience and limited skills. If they wanted to save their fellow sect, they had to rely on the help of people from Jiu Feng.
Master Yuxia heard Qiuqiu walk out of the house and gently closed the door.
I am so powerless that I can only rely on others...
Things seemed to overlap with those many years ago. She was alone and helpless, not knowing where she should go, what she should do, and where her direction was.
No, she couldn't waver at this moment.
She has to go back.
She is still a member of the sect, even if she dies, she will die in Xiuyuan Mountain.
The effect of the medicine began to take effect, and Master Yuxia fell into a sleepy state.
In the dream, she returned to Xiuyuan Mountain again.
She was still young at that time, not much older than when she became a disciple in Qiuqiu. She could not remember her name before becoming a disciple, nor where her home was, or who else was in her family. It was too long ago, and her childhood memories were too old.
It was already blurry. But she remembered all the things like apprenticeship and going up the mountain very clearly.
She, along with a group of children who also wore small hairdos or pigtails, were led by their older brothers through the Zhixing Terrace. The Zhixing Terrace was so big that it would take a long time to walk from one end to the other.
Someone walked up to him and led their senior brother to salute that person, calling him the real person.
They, these silly quail-like children, also saluted and said in childish voices, "How are you doing?"
The man wearing a Taoist robe and a wooden hairpin on his head nodded to them and walked straight forward.
She heard a child in the queue ask: "Brother, who is that real person?"
This scene made Yuxia Zhenren in the dream feel familiar.
Maybe this is not just a dream, but something she has experienced before, but as time goes by, she has forgotten it.
At that time, she didn't care about the answer she heard, and she didn't understand it very well.
But in her dream, she heard the answer from the senior brother who led the way.
"That's Zhenren Fujia."
In her dream, she was frightened, stopped and looked back.
The real man has walked far away, and his back looks very lonely.
In the dream, she didn't hesitate, turned around and ran after him.
The real Fujia in the dream didn't walk very fast, but she couldn't keep up with him even if he jogged. Seeing that he was walking further and further away, almost out of sight, she shouted in despair.
To her surprise, the man in front stopped. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation.)
ps: I went back to my parents’ house today and my stomach was full again... My mother even asked me if I wanted to add some food...
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