Han Shan's Sword Unsheathed

In Yu Qishu's memory, this person passed by Changchun Peak late at night. He and Xiao Huai used the other party's flying magic weapon as a shooting star and knelt down to make a wish on him, which was a bit embarrassing.When the other party's magic weapon was gone, he asked Meng Xueli which senior this was.Meng Xueli's answer is impressive: a sick senior.

So at this moment, Yu Qishu smiled sincerely and asked a little shyly, are you feeling better?

The expression of the man in red changed slightly, and he stared deeply at him.

Yu Qishu didn't know what she said wrong, she looked back without dodging, her eyes were clear: "Senior, it's so late, where are you going? Do you need help?"

Although the other party's cultivation base is advanced, but after all, he is "sick", so maybe there is really some inconvenience.

Hu Si said, "I'll go to Hengtong Juyuan and ask for money to honor him."

Yu Qishu smiled and said, "What a coincidence, so am I. Senior follow me, I know the shortcut."

The red cloud was leisurely, as if admiring the moonlight, drifting very slowly, so Yu Qishu had no choice but to walk slowly.

Hu Si asked, "When did you break through?"

"The day before yesterday, uh, maybe the day before yesterday, I don't quite remember."

"Do you know what the outside says about you?"

Yu Qishu scratched her head: "I don't know." He was very busy at Changchun Peak, and when he saw Qian Yuzhi occasionally, he went down the mountain quietly at night, so he didn't have time to listen to gossip in the streets and alleys.

In the secret realm of the vast sea, a group of young monks received guidance from Changchun Peak's masters and apprentices. After returning to their respective sects, most of them chose to retreat to sort out their insights.Recently, they have left customs one after another, and their realm has greatly improved.For a time, many young geniuses emerged in the practice world, which was more prosperous than many glorious eras in history.

However, some people have disputes, and "comparison" is inevitable.Yu Qishu became famous because of the Jingsi Valley in Hanshan Mountain, so naturally she was also compared.

Hu Si listed a few names and briefly described their mastery and Taoism, and Yu Qishu couldn't figure it out.

Hu Si asked: "These are monks who are about the same age as you, the future hope of the spiritual world. What do you think, how are you better than them?"

Yu Qishu felt even more embarrassed: "They should be better than me. I just have better luck."

Hu Si was breathless.He hadn't had the experience of "holding his breath" for a long time, and said with a sneer, "Everyone is better than you, do you think you are worthy of being a disciple of Changchun Peak?"

The implication is, are you worthy to be Ji Xiao's junior, are you worthy to be my junior?

Yu Qishu thought for a while, and said calmly: "I am. There is nothing unworthy of this. Unless Master drives me out."

Hu Si was slightly taken aback.Yu Qishu is pregnant with Jiaodan, and with his eyesight and air observation skills, he can tell the truth at a glance: this young man has had many opportunities and has been favored by fate too much.

This kind of young genius, since he stepped into the Dao, has better luck than others. He should be high-spirited.

But Yu Qishu had nothing.He didn't have the intimidating aura of a sword cultivator who "strikes out immediately, who will fight for the front", and he didn't even have the sharpness of a martial arts cultivator.

Like a piece of rough jade that has not been polished, it is naturally smooth and calm, which coincides with the way of "letting go with the flow".Unlike young people, but with the sincerity and enthusiasm of young people.

Hu Si felt a little uncomfortable.How could Jixiao teach such a junior?It's not like Ji Xiao at all.Of course, it's not like that snow mountain spirit mink either.

"Say you're stupid, but you're not stupid."

Yu Qishu: "I'm not stupid."

Walking through a narrow alley, I saw a figure standing at the inconspicuous back door of "Hengtong Juyuan".The man was dressed as a scholar, waving his folding fan lightly, and under the moonlight, his shadow slanted long.

Qian Yuzhi: "Just now when I saw the account, my left eyelid twitched, and I knew there was a guest tonight. Come in."

The back door creaked open, revealing a quiet garden.Yu Qishu stepped across the threshold and looked up at the clouds, hesitating how to introduce this situation.

The clouds drifted across the courtyard wall, hovering as if entering an uninhabited land.

Yu Qishu was afraid that Qian Yuzhi would be angry with the other party for being rude, so she started a fight and explained: "He is still recuperating..."

Qian Yuzhi closed the folding fan, tapped Yu Qishu on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "Boy Yu, don't be so rude. This is your senior. If you meet him tonight, it's because of destiny. He just leaked some of it from his fingers." What, enough for you to eat for half your life!"

Yu Qishu wondered, my master, Brother Meng, is the king of the Snow Mountain, so could it be that this senior in red is also a great monster?

Qian Yuzhi is a profiteer by nature, and with such words, he compliments Hu Si on the surface, but in fact he wants to help Yu Qi Shukeng with something: Whether it is your nephew or younger brother, you are an elder, why don't you give me some magic tools and elixir? ?

Hu Si curled his lips into a smile: "Whatever you want, come here."

As soon as his words fell, in front of Yu Qishu, phantoms of red lotuses appeared out of thin air, directly reaching the head of the cloud.

Qian Yuzhi's head suddenly became dizzy, and he remembered a certain rumor: In the sky above the secret land of the vast sea, Meng Xueli grew lotus step by step and boarded the cloud boat of the land master... Hu Si's behavior was too frivolous, so he tried to stop Xiao Yu.

Yu Qishu looked down. He was tending flowers and plants, feeding fish and mice on Changchun Peak. His boots and clothes were stained with mud, so he discussed: "I, I still won't go up. Otherwise, why don't you come down?"

Before he could speak, he found that Qian Yuzhi looked surprised, as if he had said something serious.

Qian Yuzhi thought amusedly, ever since Hu Si raised a piece of lake water into the sky and transcended the world, no one has ever said these three words to him——

get down.

"You haven't touched the ground for many years, you are high above, and the clouds come and go, aren't you tired? This is not a cold mountain. If you come down to catch up with the ground, it is not a breach of the oath, right?" Qian Yuzhi smiled.

If they were in Hanshan, they were brothers and sisters; in the human world, they were monks in the realm of saints and monks in the realm of Mahayana, even Qian Yuzhi couldn't talk to Hu Si like this.

But at the moment, in Hengtong Juyuan, they are customers and merchants.Other labels and identities might as well be put aside temporarily.

"That's right." Hu Si flicked his wide sleeves, dispersed the cloud of smoke, and fell lightly.

Qian Yuzhi made tea, Yu Qishu moved the chairs, and entertained the "senior masters" to take their seats.

Under the tree in the garden, the three of them sat facing each other drinking tea.Hu Si turned the cup to look at the color of the tea, served old tea for guests, and this year's new tea for self-drinking, Qian Yuzhi was still so stingy.

Qian Yuzhi asked: "You are here late at night, what business do you want to do?"

"I'm here to sell things."

Qian Yuzhi's eyes showed nostalgia: "What are you selling this time?" Hu Si hadn't sold anything for many years.

In the beginning, he consigned and sold magic tools and elixir that he had refined in the city square of a poor family.Cultivation requires resources, and Hu Si and Ji Xiao's masters really don't have much money.Later, when Hu Si became successful in Daoism, when he first set up his own business, money was tight, so he gave some magic weapons to "Hengtong Juyuan" and asked Qian Yuzhi to auction them off.

Yu Qishu didn't know these old things, so she just sat obediently and refilled tea for the two of them.

Hu Si: "I don't want to sell it to you now."

Qian Yuzhi: "Then how do you sell it?"

Hu Si turned to Yu Qishu: "Sell it to you."

He took out a volume of yellowed handwriting, motioned him to open it, and said: "This is the practice experience I have accumulated over the years. Miscellaneous studies seem to be numerous, but in fact they are complicated and not chaotic. They can be verified by each other. I hope you can understand by analogy, If you know everything, you will learn it without a teacher in the future.”

Yu Qishu took it in a daze: "Huh?"

He was attracted by the volume, flipped through two pages, and murmured, "...this school is not good, there are too few female cultivators, and the only few are aggressive. I haven't seen gentle female cultivators for too long. Looking at the younger brother, I feel that his features are beautiful."

Yu Qishu was dumbfounded and almost dropped the scroll: "This?" What kind of cultivation experience is this?

Hu Si coughed lightly, "Look back."

"The first time I started alchemy, I worked so hard to get a low-grade qi-tonifying pill. I took it to Hanmen City to exchange money, and I only got ten low-grade spirit stones. When I have money in the future, I must marry many wives." Yu Qishu closed the book, "Can I not buy it?"

"No. You can just produce a spirit stone."

Yu Qishu held the book and handed it to Qian Yuzhi, motioning for the latter to pay.

Qian Yuzhi was both surprised and suspicious, knowing that this was Yu Qishu's opportunity, which was related to the inheritance of the saint's morality, and he was suspected of coveting and robbing other people's opportunities here, so he turned his head sideways in a gentlemanly manner to avoid suspicion dont see.

It's a pity that Yu Qishu didn't know the goods, and seeing Qian Yuzhi's unwillingness to pay, she thought to herself, isn't this a forced buying and selling.

"I do not have."

Hu Si frowned, slightly annoyed: "You don't even want to give out a single spirit stone?"

Yu Qishu said honestly: "It's not that I don't want to, but I really don't. I used to have some money, but now..."

He has lived in Changchun Peak for a long time, and he has nothing to spend extra money on. All his wealth is stored in Qian Yuzhi's bank for a year, with interest.

Now the deadline has not yet come, and the spirit stone cannot be taken out.Qian Yuzhi said before that when you need money, you can temporarily borrow it, but judging from the situation just now, with Qian Yuzhi's inexhaustible profiteering quality, it is absolutely impossible to borrow money.

Yu Qishu thought for a while: "But I can exchange it with other things!"

Hu Si: "What do you have?"

"I'm here to give peach blossoms to Shopkeeper Qian."

Although it is midsummer, Changchun Peak is like spring all the year round, and peach blossoms are always in bloom.Yu Qishu touched the storage bag, picked out the best one, and said with a smile, "I'll exchange this with you."

My sleeves are empty and I have nothing, so I will give you a branch of budding peach blossoms.

Meng Xueli planted a golden peach blossom tree, which was picked by Yu Qishu and borrowed flowers to present to Buddha. It really is "the predecessors planted trees, and the descendants enjoy the shade".

Qian Yuzhi has a bad heart, this kid is usually very alert, so why is he so stupid at critical moments.He put one hand on Yu Qishu's shoulder.

Hu Si had already received the peach blossoms, and stood up: "Okay. I'm leaving after I'm done."

Qian Yuzhi withdrew his hand and asked in surprise, "Did you see that door?"

Yu Qishu looked at Hu Si blankly.

Hu Si smiled.

Yu Qishu couldn't tell what that expression was, it was a mixture of mockery and pity, indifference and passion.He heard a ambiguous answer, although he couldn't understand it, he still felt chills down his spine:

"There is no door at all in this world."

The red clouds condensed with the wind and flew towards the southern sky.

Yu Qi looked at the sky: "Which senior is this?"

"Your senior brother's senior brother, the master of the Tianhu Great Realm."

"Hiss." Yu Qishu gasped, "It's really him. He doesn't look like a saint."

Qian Yuzhi bowed his hand to Yu Qishu: "A branch of peach blossom can be exchanged for the master's lifelong learning. You are the person who is the best at doing business in this world, and I am willing to bow down."

"Are you sure?" Yu Qishu held the book and smiled wryly, "Sell medicine to get spirit stones, get rich and marry a wife? Senior may be entertaining me."

The last time Hu Si came to Changchun Peak in a cloud boat, he just looked at the situation and thought he was in a hurry, otherwise why would the flying magic weapon be as fast as a meteor.In Yu Qishu's eyes, he only said a few words to Meng Xueli, waved his sleeves and left.Same as tonight.

Perhaps a sage flies thousands of miles, just like ordinary people in the market have enough to eat, go shopping, and visit acquaintances.It's all entertainment.Come here when you are excited, and return when you are exhausted. Anyway, it comes quickly and goes quickly.

Qian Yuzhi said, "You are still young, so you don't understand these things."

"Who says I don't understand. The 'gate' you are talking about, is it the Gate to Heaven?"

Qian Yuzhi nodded and sighed slightly:

"I thought that he was eager to pass on the orthodoxy because he saw the Gate of Tongtian and was about to ascend. There is no 1% certainty in such illusory things. If you succeed, you will ascend No. [-] in this world. If you fail, then..." He changed the topic, "A person lives a lifetime, there must be something left behind, and the name behind him."

It was the first time a monk had died.The orthodoxy was lost, and no one remembered it. It was the second death of the monk.

Yu Qishu: "So serious?" He carefully put away the scroll, "What an embarrassment if I don't bring peach blossoms with me if I meet a senior next time. Can you lend me some spirit stones first?"

Qian Yuzhi picked up the folding fan and slammed Yu Qishu, and said angrily: "This kind of chance, when others meet once, smoke from the ancestral grave and ask God to worship Buddha, do you want to meet again? How dare you think about it?" ?! All the good things in the world fall on you alone?"

Yu Qishu ran away with her head in her arms: "Let me borrow a little."

"No loan."

Yu Qishu was quick-witted, took the mouse out of her sleeve, and eagerly held it up to Qian Yuzhi: "Just borrow ten yuan."

"...five yuan." Qian Yuzhi put away the folding fan, took the money mouse with both hands, and weighed it, "What did you eat, and you gained weight again."

"Five is five. Here."