Han Shan's Sword Unsheathed

Yu Qishu turned her head and didn't say a word to him again.

On this day, Meng Xueli didn't see the new genius junior, but he already knew that his name was Xiao Tingyun, he was weak, good-looking, and reticent.

If the other party hadn't diverted everyone's attention, the one who was discussed all day today must have been Ji Xiao Taoist who came to the basic class.

Disciples in Lunfatang have different backgrounds. Some come from a family of practitioners, such as Yu Qishu, who has a very long title, and some come from the countryside, have never attended a private school, and cannot read big characters.

There are six school dormitories lined up in the pine forest, Meng Xueli is in Jiashe, and Junior Brother Xiao is assigned to Dingshe.

"I guess he will come to us soon." Jiashe student said.

Attending class was a very novel experience for Meng Xueli. He followed a group of teenagers to read and write, listened to the lecture elders draw out the Taoist scriptures, and even stood up to answer questions.

After the schoolwork is over, it is time to answer questions. This is the time that everyone looks forward to and fears the most.

Leaning on the rattan chair, the teaching elder raised his eyes lightly: "Ask!"

After a moment of silence in the schoolhouse, someone stood up and saluted: "Sir, when I meditate, I feel like I am flying in the sky, flying over the cold mountains, and flying over the South China Sea. Am I enlightened?"

The elder scolded: "Stupid, you have entered a barrier! The illusion is deceiving, wake up quickly!"

The disciple sat down in shame, and someone got up and asked, "Sir, every time I meditate, I don't spend more than a quarter of an hour in meditation, but it feels very long and painful. How can I meditate all night like others?"

The elder scolded: "If the mind is not calm, distracting thoughts will arise! Tonight, copy the "Thoughts of Thought" twenty times!"

The disciples promised again and again.

Many problems like this, about how to perceive the floating aura between heaven and earth, and how to prolong the time of meditation, are the most troublesome for the disciples of Jiazi Academy.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, and so is practice.During the period from introducing qi into the body to the first level of refining qi, one can only keep exploring and trying.

"Disciple, I dare to ask, sir, after the spiritual energy of heaven and earth fills the body, it turns into one's own condensed true energy, what kind of feeling is it?"

The elder hesitated. After 70 years, he had already forgotten that subtle feeling.

"Is there anything else you want to ask today?"

All beings looked at each other in blank dismay, but no one answered.

"It seems that there are no more." The teaching elder turned his eyes to Meng Xueli, and his expression was a little kind: "Elder Meng, would you like to answer the last question?"

Meng Xueli replied, "Good sir."

The elder nodded with satisfaction.Meng Xueli introduced qi into his body three years ago, and now he has perfected qi refining, so he can talk about his feelings with these disciples.

Meng Xueli said: "The feeling of spiritual energy filling the body is like the white mist floating in the mountains and forests in the morning. When the sun rises, the mist turns into dew on the grass leaves, just like the spiritual energy transforms into condensed true energy."

The elder thought for a while, nodded and smiled, "Appropriate."

After finishing speaking, he walked out of the dormitory: "Class is over."

No one left in the dormitory, and the person who asked the question asked anxiously, "Aura is like floating fog, and true energy is like tangible water?"

Meng Xueli: "Almost. True essence circulates in the meridians, just like water rushing down a river."

All the disciples thought about it.

Meng Xueli continued: "Getting out of the trance state is like you are about to wake up in a dream, and you have vaguely sensed the outside world, but tell yourself that it is not yet dawn, so sleep a little longer."

The disciple who was fined to copy the Taoist scriptures twenty times said happily, "So that's the case. I'll go back and try tonight!"

Seeing his gentle attitude, the disciples were afraid of the elder's strictness just now, and asked him some questions that they were afraid to ask.

Meng Xueli knew everything.

Yu Qishu, a young man in brocade clothes, hesitated to speak, and seemed to have something to ask, but in the end he just left silently.

In the early morning of the next day, Meng Xueli walked into the green pine forest alone, and went to the Dharma Discourse Hall.

I saw a young man in brocade clothes standing beside the white stone path. I don't know how long he stood there. His gorgeous outer robe was already wet by the cold mist, and he looked sickly.

It was Yu Qishu.

Meng Xueli smiled: "Are you waiting for me?"

Yu Qishu nodded.It seems that he is entangled in some important matter, and he has not spoken for a long time.Only walked forward in silence with Meng Xueli.

The Lunfa hall was approaching, and the black eaves loomed behind the pine branches. He finally said, "You are different from what I imagined."

Meng Xueli took out a small bag of pine nuts and listened while eating, "Why are they different?"

"You have a bad reputation in the cultivation world outside Hanshan. They all say you..." In front of Meng Xueli, he was a little speechless, "Anyway, they say you are not good."

Although he had never said it before, he believed it deeply.

Meng Xueli: "Vulgar taste, pride in being favored, serving others with color, not worthy of virtue?"

"There are worse ones."

"Ok, I know."

Yu Qishu felt incredible: "Aren't you angry?"

"Why are you angry? I live in Changchun Peak. I have food, drink and no work." Meng Xueli said indifferently, "I have already received great benefits, why don't I let others say a few words?"

Yu Qishu thought to herself, could it be possible that when she wakes up every day, she can forget all her troubles just by thinking of 'my Taoist partner is Jixiao'?

But if he was secretly despised and scolded by thousands of people, he would definitely not be able to do so freely.

Meng Xueli spread out her palms: "Do you want to eat pine nuts?"

He is not used to eating by himself and letting others watch.Every time Xiaodao Tong came to report to him, he would ask a question.

But in the eyes of the young Yu Qishu, this is a signal that the other party has taken the initiative to show favor and ask to make friends.

The young man in brocade was silent, his expression changed complicatedly, and finally he solemnly said: "Eat!"

.........

Meng Xueli's reputation for answering questions spread, and gradually the disciples from the school next door also came to ask him for advice.

He transformed from a useless elder to an outstanding student.

"Elder Meng, I brought you candied fruit." "Elder Meng, I asked someone to buy crab roe and melon seeds in the market at the foot of the mountain!"

In order to express their gratitude, the younger brothers often send him some snacks and snacks, which are packed in small kits and oiled paper bags.

Meng Xueli's school life is full of fun.

Sitting in the dormitory, he thought, practitioners have different pursuits at each stage.

It's the first time to step into the fairy gate, eager to improve your strength, and learn a few life-saving skills so that you won't be bullied by others.When the age is getting older, the realm of cultivation has reached the bottleneck period, and seeing that there is no hope of breaking through, he wants to cultivate disciples and pass on the mantle.

If one is lucky enough to become a strong one, one can support a clan and sect, protect one side, and benefit thousands of people.

If you are like Ji Xiao, you rarely meet opponents, and there is only one thing left in your lifelong pursuit - ascension.

The same is true of the cultivation of the monster race, from the beginning of spiritual wisdom to the cultivation of the demon core.Then defeat other powerful monsters and become the king of a certain mountain and a certain river.

Meng Xueli used to pursue to unify the demon world and be the only demon king.Now that he is reincarnated as a human, he has to learn from the most basic exercises.It's no wonder that Que Xianming laughed at him, the more he lived, the more he went back.

Meng Xueli had an idea that if it were Ji Xiao who practiced again from the beginning, what record would be set.Because the vision, state of mind, and perception of the Dao will not disappear.

There was only one thing in the Dharma Hall that made him a little uncomfortable.

"As expected of the body of the innate sword body, just like the real Ji Xiao, a genius who understands Dao..."

Whenever that Junior Brother Xiao is praised by an elder, it must spread throughout the Dharma Hall, and people's comments must be "like Ji Xiao".

Meng Xueli didn't like to hear it.

It seems that Ji Xiao has become a past tense, and in the future, everyone can be as famous as him.

Yu Qishu's reaction became more intense.

With the purpose of "protecting the reputation of real person Jixiao and opposing comparing Junior Brother Xiao with Sword Master", he established the Yongji Party and proclaimed himself the leader of the party.

Meng Xueli secretly laughed that this was too stupid, like a low-level thief who just came out of the rivers and lakes, and called himself Black and White Shuangsha, and so-and-so combination.

He hurriedly shook his head, but Yu Qishu got the wrong idea: "Okay, okay, I'll be the leader of the party!"

It happened that a group of disciples came in laughing, and passing by their desk, one of them happily said:

"Elder Meng, do you know that Junior Brother Xiao has already absorbed Qi into his body, and he will come to our Jiashe tomorrow!"

"Such a powerful practice speed is comparable to that of Master Ji Xiao back then..."

Before finishing speaking, Meng Xueli turned to Yu Qishu: "I will!"

So the "Yongji Party" developed in secret, and there were only two members - Yu Qishu, who habitually curled her lips, and Meng Xueli, who seemed to be well-behaved and gentle.

There is only one thing in the party activities, that is, when others mention Junior Brother Xiao, the two will look at each other and reveal a strange smile that is tacit understanding.

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