Han Shan’s Sword Unsheathed

Hu Chao extended his index finger and pointed away: "Look."

Meng Xueli turned his head and looked at the gap in the sky. The rift was amazing at first, and after a long look, I got used to it. Not only is he, the world is used to it, as if seeing the sun, moon and stars every day, raising his eyes to watch in his free time and ignoring them when he is busy.

At this time, the door gap was still that door gap. Meng Xueli didn't see the reason, so he wanted to get angry.

But Hu Hu asked: "You are a spirit mink born of the spirit of the world, who taught you the technique of transformation?"

This question has nothing to do with the conversation just now. Meng Xueli frowned and replied angrily: "Sensing the world, knowing nothing from the teacher."

He shone the stars in the Holy Snow Mountain and took photos of himself on the ice, only to realize that he turned into a silver-haired, soft-looking young man with sable ears.

Hu asked again: "Have you ever thought about why the demon looks similar to people after being transformed?"

Meng Xueli was asked: "This ..."

Hu Chao: "Have you ever seen the Demon Race? Their adult appearance, apart from having horns and tails, has different hair color and color, is there any other difference?"

"No." Meng Xueli was puzzled, but was attracted by the wanton and tempting tone, and couldn't help thinking. "I remembered it, Ji Xiao had a point of view. The race started with the same ancestor, but later the three realms were cut off, because the concentration of the aura and the environment are different. Er, there are many other reasons I have not remembered, and gradually differentiated and multiplied into three races ... but what do you want to say? "

Suddenly Hu Hu shot and grabbed Meng Xueli's wrist: "Go."

Meng Xueli stood upside down with sweat, a sense of dizziness swirled in the sky, and Hu Shou had let go.

They appeared in an "alley", Meng Xueli shook his head, only to see that both sides were not walls, but tall bookshelves.

The roof is a colorless glazed roof, bright skylight pouring in, rows of bookcases like mountains and peaks, can not be seen at a glance.

Meng Xueli: "Where is this?"

"My study."

The monasteries and monasteries practiced by Hu Chao are complex and the collection of books is all-encompassing. Hu Chao raised his hand, the book shelf beside him shook violently, and a scroll of painting flew into his palm.

Meng Xueli unfolded the painting axis cooperatively, at this time his curiosity overwhelmed his murderous intention.

"This is a picture of human skeleton, meridians, and acupuncture points. Remember this picture." Hu Tu took out two more paintings. "This is a demon, demon, and adult form. The three pictures are compared. Look like?"

Meng Xueli had been a demon and a man, and quickly replied: "Like. What does this mean?"

"Explaining that thousands of years of evolution tells us that this body structure is the most suitable for absorbing the spirit of this world. So no matter what kind of race, when you open your mind to a certain degree, it will show similar shapes.

Meng Xueli suddenly: "Is the point of view of the same origin of the three tribes coming from here?"

Hu Si reached out a little bit of the bookshelf: "There are still many classical evidences, but most of you don't understand."

Meng Xueli: "..." Thank you for saying "mostly" but not "all".

He wanted to say otherwise I would try it, but Hu Want changed another question: "Hanhai Secret Realm is the space debris taken by Ji Xiao from the" outside the boundary ". It was originally the ancient and powerful cave house, do you know?"

Meng Xueli: "After the ascension of power, the space opened up in this world is broken, and the debris flows into the" land beyond the boundary ". It was after Ji Xiao was refined and put into the Hanhai, and only then did the" Hanhai Dabi ". I have been there. "

At that time, the Dabi changed. He and Xiao Xiaoyun sent a group of young monks to leave the teleportation field. When they parted, Meng Xueli told them: Ji Xiaoxuan chose to hold the Dabi here to remind the younger monks to never stop. Climbing upwards, "flying" once existed, and it was not a matter of ignorance.

Hu Chao asked: "In the ancient times, someone soared. Why is there no more now? Why did that door disappear?"

Meng Xueli reached out his fingers and said, "If I knew why, I would have gone up."

Hu Chao: "I have read all the records about the" gate of heaven ". I am going to say that there is no gate in this world at all. There is no such thing as when the cultivation path reaches a certain level, Tiandao will" open the door "for you on its own. , Can only rush up by himself, and dash away the sky, understand? "

Meng Xueli nodded, he felt like he was attending the class. Hu Chao is indeed suitable for being a gentleman, he thought again.

Looking at the rift in the sky, Hu Chao finally said the key point: "The wind moon city array mobilized the power of the demon before, and Ji Xiao borrowed the power of the world's sword of the world, but it was still a little bit, what do you think is the difference? ? "

"It's still ... the power of the Demon Race?" Meng Xueli tried to answer before the words came out, and it was incredible.

Hu Ran showed a gratifying expression, as if he saw a student who was struggling: "Yes, since the three worlds share the same origin in the world, it is necessary to open the door to the sky, and no one can do without the power. There are not enough monsters and ten thousand swords. The power of magic. "

"Where did you borrow the magic?" Meng Xueli said stupefiedly. "How can they cooperate with both the human and the demon?"

Hundred years ago, the Devil Realm invaded the world, and the vitality was seriously injured. Four years ago, Ji Xiao went to a place outside the realm, and died with the reincarnated devil, and died, and only later met Meng Xueli and Xiao Xiaoyun.

At that time, the space outside the realm collapsed, and all vitality within a hundred miles was annihilated. Han Shan was lost, but Meng Xueli did not believe that Ji Xiao died.

Meng Xueli thought of this place, and suddenly he was covered with excitement, and a chill burst into his back.

"You are terrible," he said to Hu Chao.

Since the death of Ji Xiao, all things are connected in a line to form a tightly-joined ring that ends together.

He was stunned, and he didn't feel gripped by Hu Wu's wrist, until the world turned around, the two returned to the Huxin Island Chating again.

The lake is still windy and the clouds are scattered.

Hu Wu let go of his hand, took something from his sleeve, and placed it beside the piano. It was a ticking transparent bead, exuding soft luster.

"This is the demon element of the Heavenly Demon killed by Ji Xiao. According to the power of the Demon Clan, a Heavenly Demon has a top ten thousand lower Demon Clan." Hu Si said, "Now, the power of the Tenth Demon has."

Meng Xueli's voice was dry: "You do so many things, just for this moment? Find a way to open the door to heaven?"

"Even without me, those things will still happen. Lingshan died of greed and delusion, Guiqing died of **** and jealousy, I just pierced the needle, pushed the boat down the river." Hu Tu smiled slightly: "You think I have done more, then Did Ji Xiao do less? "

"Ji Xiao is not the same as you!" Meng Xueli retorted loudly. I didn't know if I wanted to refute the other party, or I told myself.

"It's really different, otherwise he won't quarrel with me. He has to save you, and he has to grind the comb. That's the sword I made for him, so he grinds the comb for the buddies?" Hu Wu said, angry. Smiled first, "Naive, does he think I will be angry!"

The two disputed frequently for the "gate of heaven", Hu Chao even said to Ji Xiao: "You have done too much. If you die because of this, I will not save you." Ji Xiao asked Hu Wu for "the storm", Although it means "tired from the wind and rain", it does not necessarily mean that there is no element of anger with brother. With Ji Xiao's mind and state, you don't have to be arrogant with anyone, except Brother.

Later, he liked Meng Xueli and what Changchun Fengchidi said was indeed sincere.

But Meng Xueli didn't know about this, and for a moment he was stunned and sad.

Hu Woo continued: "I know Ji Xiao prepared three sea jellyfish. He waited for the day when someone took the dragon's jellyfish, completely opened the door to the sky, and went to the endless universe. Even if he failed, I tried my best and did n’t regret it. Moreover, there are three Jiao, and there are two others who can try it. No matter what, and his students, according to his statement, Jiangshan is a talented generation, and the generation is stronger than the generation ... "

Ji Xiao established an academy to encourage breaking the perspective of the portal, learn from each other's strengths, learn from each other, and make progress in the entire practice. Until one day, someone went to open the door. It does n’t matter who it is, which day it does n’t matter, what matters is that this side of the world will eventually wait until that day. Prior to this, people lived normally, and monks practiced as usual without worry. This viewpoint was repeatedly mentioned by Ji Xiao in the teaching of Yongxue Academy, and later spread to the world, and was widely recognized by the world of practice.

"Why can't you give in for more than two hundred years of friendship between teachers and brothers?" Meng Xueli asked.

Hu Woo was silent for a moment, and said, "When I was young, I could give him whatever books and swords he wanted to read. But this time, I couldn't make it. I had to grab in front of him, sorry."

Meng Xueli took a deep breath and pressed down her chest with anger: "Is that door really important? It's worth your life and death like this, countless?"

"Cultivation has no end. The monk must explore when he is alive, seeking the unknown, seeking detachment, and seeking everything." Hu said, taking the "Moyuan" in the case and smiling, "I am very happy that you can come. The spirit of the demon clan, the true element of the human clan, only one step away, the three clan can be united, and the body can be combined. "

The voice did not fall, the sky light suddenly dim, the wind rose, the thick cloud covered the glow, and the wind blew.

Meng Xueli suddenly changed color.

The whole Tianhu was rolled up by the violent wind, the waves were boiling, and even the hot white smoke rose. The majestic aura rushed towards the lake water, and the water waves turned into magma.

Carved beam painting buildings and Qionglou Yuyu at the lakeside are all used as fuel materials, and the fire is burning around the lake.

If you look at it from a higher place, it is like a burning furnace. It is huge. If the gods want a refining vessel and alchemy, use this furnace.

The lake island is in the furnace.

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Hanmen City, Yongxue Academy.

After the lingering spring and rainy season, the weather is fine, the branches and flowers are lush, and Yanyuying is crying.

"Consult Jianzun, does monk excessively intervene in all things, will it really affect his own luck? The student read a book last night, and the book said that if you reach the sage, the luck of heaven and earth is tied to one body, and every move is more important Be cautious, the saints intervene in the spiritual world, which is equivalent to ordinary monks intervening in the world. Making rules for Heavenly Path will be punished by Heavenly Path's bad luck. Is this statement true? "

Ji Xiao's lesson came to an end, and students began to ask questions freely. The problem is weird, everything.

Ji Xiao thought about it and said, "The book you read may have been written by my brother."

The student did not know whether he was talking seriously, or telling a joke, and did not dare to laugh.

Ji Xiao continued: "He once persuaded me not to do too much and learn to borrow swords, but for sword repair, sometimes you can borrow swords, sometimes absolutely not. Some questions are temporarily unanswered, or the answer is not unique. People have different opinions. You have to have your own ideas and choose who you believe. Because there are too many unknown things in the world. "

The students thanked them for listening.

"As for whether the monk should intervene in the world ... When you travel abroad, the road is uneven, can't you pull the sword?" Asked Ji Xiao.

"Of course, draw the sword!" The student answered aloud.

"Pull your sword when you see it, what if you see the wrong thing badly, help the bad guy wrongly, kill the good guy wrongly?" Ji Xiao asked again.

"This……"

"If you don't dare to pull out, but if you are in trouble, you will be afraid of your hands and feet, and how to do it?" Ji Xiao asked three times.

"Me, then I will watch it for a while ..." The student thought for a while and replied firmly: "It is more important to distinguish between good and evil than to draw a sword, which will not affect my Dao Xin."

Ji Xiao smiled.

He suddenly raised his hand and a stream of light flew in from the window and fell into his palm.

"Come on, rescue!" This is a messenger with the cold smell of snowy mountains and the warm breath of Meng Xueli.

Ji Xiao's face changed slightly.

The school was silent for a moment, and everyone held their breath, guessing what was happening in the world, and actually discolored Ji Xiao.

Ji Xiao waved his sleeves and summoned a cloud: "I'll get here first today, and I should take my mate back home."

The students were relieved, and they felt that even if the demon king did n’t want to go to class today and ran away to play, Jian Zun said something wrong, like an elder going to pick up a child from school. But they dare not ask, nor dare to laugh.

There was only one youngest disciple with the most active personality, the youngest, and still immature, who shouted: "When you ask Jian Zun, when will Meng come back? I think Meng Meng."

Think really. Meng Xueli brought a snack storage bag with him, filled with pine nuts, crab cucumbers, sugar-sautéed chestnuts and the like. When he ate it himself, he did not forget to give it to young disciples. Of course he dare not say this reason. This is the case of the Sword Sovereign, there are a hundred kinds of dare.

Ji Xiao: "Tomorrow." The voice came from far away, and the figure was already in the sky.

The young disciple seemed to have received the highest assurance and rejoiced: "Good, see you tomorrow!"

Ji Xiao flew across the clouds and went away in search of letters.

Snowflakes are everywhere. The snow cliffs in the mountains are steep and the glaciers are slanting, and Meng Xueli's breath is getting closer and closer.

"Snow!" Ji Xiao saw the familiar figure beside the hot spring.

"Boom!" The snow slopes on both sides violently oscillated, and the snow fell like a flood.

Ji Xiao's vision blurred for a moment, and more than 100 ice cones broke out of the snow instantly, each of which was ten feet long, slanted on all sides, and interwoven into a cage.

This is a trapped formation. In the eyes of Ji Xiao, it is a trap of inferior quality.

Ji Xiao: "He is not here? Where is he?"

Que Xianming didn't expect to be seen through so quickly, and changed back to his own appearance: "Sorry, A Diao let me hold you back."

Ji Xiao looked around and felt the location of Meng Xueli: "You know this is useless to me!"

Suddenly he glanced at Xian Xingming's forehead, and his expression was a little surprised: "He went to Tianhu, right? You have the same idea as me and don't want any of them to die. Otherwise, you won't go to see Hu Hu. It's too late! "

Que Xianming's face changed suddenly: "How do you know? Don't talk nonsense!"

Meng Xueli didn't see it. How did Ji Xiao know? This is terrible to the brothers.

Ji Xiao: "You have an amulet on your body, which has just been planted. Soon, my brother's amulet, I know it."

In his eyes, Que Xianming said "I have a hood" on his forehead, but the latter didn't realize it at all and still looked blank.

"Do you think Xueli did something wrong? Want to stop him?"

Ji Xiao shook his head: "Don't say right or wrong between the companions. Not only to block him, but also to block Hu Wu, they are now dangerous. Please go to Tianhu with me!"

During the speech, the snow melted, the ice cone shattered, and the ice flakes flew all over the sky.

Que Xianming: "Are you threatening me?"

"No." Ji Xiao said seriously, "I'm begging you."

Que Xianming was startled: "I finally understood why Meng Xueli likes you."

For things that can be solved with a sword, Ji Xiao is actually willing to use "Request".

Compared with Ji Xiao, what does it mean to trade a feather for a bead. The hero is not free, who can never bow his head?