Han Shan's Sword Unsheathed

Unlike Ji Xiao or Gui Qing from Mingyue Lake, Hu Si really doesn't look like a saint.

As a sage, his first greeting to the world of spiritual practice is like a common man in the market opening a window facing the street and shouting hello to his neighbors next door.

Meng Xueli really wanted to leave, so she reluctantly held back.

The dim sky was silent for a long time, and people looked up to the shadow of the "red cloud", which was the vermilion treasure ship of the Lord of the Great Realm of Tianhu Lake.

Suddenly, a gust of wind fell from the sky, blowing the dust away, and the sky and the earth suddenly became clear.

The field of vision finally widened. Meng Xueli looked down and saw the undulating sand dunes and the boundless Gobi beyond the various flying instruments in the sky.Han Hai really lived up to its reputation.

Everyone was in an uproar, only to see a few white gauzes hanging down from the side of the red boat, and two slender figures descending lightly, like a nine-day goddess descending to the mortal world, stepping on the waves and facing the wind, and drifting towards the cloud boat in Hanshan.

These two beautiful women are the concubine of the Lord of the Great Realm of Tianhu Lake.A woman in a blue skirt is called Chunshui, and a woman in a green skirt is called Autumn Light.

The spring water is gentle and quiet, while the autumn light is bright and lively. Others look like a fairy concubine. The owner of the realm has both, hugging left and right.

But Meng Xueli thought, Hu Sixi was wearing a crimson undershirt, and when he got along with these two people, he was making up three colors of red, green and blue, the picture might be dazzling.

The two women landed on the deck, without looking sideways, they walked straight to Meng Xueli:

"The Landlord invites Elder Meng to board the boat to speak."

Ziyan Peak Master took two steps forward and stood obliquely in front of Meng Xueli: "You two fairies, dare to ask the Land Master what is important?"

It might be disrespectful to stop him like this, but no one can casually take away Hanshan disciples under the watchful eyes of everyone, there must be an explanation.

Chun Shui didn't answer, and the lively Qiu Guang said:

"Of course there is something important. Before Master Sword passed away, there was a gift for his Taoist couple. It was a pair of magical artifacts. One was 'Tired of Rain' and the other was 'Tired of Wind'. Elder Meng, you must know..."

Her voice was clear and spread far away, before the stunned Meng Xueli could say 'I don't know', she continued:

"The matter is of great importance, please board the ship and explain."

Everyone looked different.

Meng Xueli frowned slightly, what 'tired of the rain' and 'tired of the wind', isn't the sword master's gift stored in the 'Time EMI' in Hengtong Juyuan?Why is it in the hands of Hu Si again?

He said: "If you don't know how to control the sword, you can't go up."

The current altitude is the limit of the Hanshan Cloud Boat.

Hush laughter came from the sky.

A huge red lotus bloomed at Meng Xueli's feet.The petals stretch out layer by layer, like a cluster of jumping flames.

Everyone stared intently.With a slight movement of the mind, it turns into nothingness, which is the supernatural power of a saint.

Meng Xueli stepped forward, and another lotus bloomed.Every step he falls, new red lotuses bloom in front of his eyes, and the old lotus withers behind him, like a series of steps, sending him on the way to Qingyun.

Everyone was amazed that the sage's supernatural powers were used to do such a thing.But the Lord of the Great Realm of Tianhu Lake is indeed someone who can do this kind of thing.

Some people thought, with such a big ostentation, isn't Meng Xueli worried that he can't bear it and damage his blessings?

But Meng Xueli thought, if Hu Si stopped halfway and fell from a high altitude, how would he turn around?

The vermilion treasure ship is like the rising sun, the clouds around the ship are steaming and the scenery is magnificent and enchanting.

Chun Shui and Qiu Guang flew from behind, one on the left and one on the right to guide him into the boat.

The treasure ship is huge, with a space formation inside, like a courtyard.Meng Xueli followed the two of them, went upstairs and through the corridor, and came to a quiet room.

The room is full of green smoke, but it is not the sandalwood Jingshen incense that practitioners often use. The smell is more fragrant and beautiful, like the dark night in the middle of the night.They stepped on the cool bamboo mat, bypassed the heavy curtains, and finally saw Hu Si.

The Lord of Tianhu Grand Realm is sitting on a futon, facing the tea table, wearing a plain robe for meeting guests, making tea cross-legged, with a leisurely and quiet posture, as if he is about to enter meditation and enlightenment in the next moment.

It doesn't look like Cai Cai's unscrupulous and unscrupulous appearance just now.

The two beauties retreated silently.

Meng Xueli made a slight salute: "I have seen the Lord."

Hu Si raised his hand: "Sit."

Meng Xueli sat down and asked, "May I ask the Landlord, what is 'tired of rain' and 'tired of wind'?"

Hu Si seemed to have expected that he would cut straight to the point, and when he asked this question, he said with a leisurely smile, "Don't worry, drink tea."

Meng Xueli had a drink.The entrance is as sweet as Lingquan, with a slightly bitter aftertaste.

Hu Si said: "You are not feeding fish in Changchun Peak, what are you doing here, there are no peach blossoms in the desert."

Meng Xueli smiled: "Everyone knows that I came here to win the championship. I have a deep relationship with my Taoist couple, so naturally I want to fight for his relics. Even if things can't be done, I have to do my best."

Hu Si shook his head: "It's fine if you lie to others. I'm not those stupid people in the Hanshan Ancestral Hall."

On the day of Daoist Jixiao's ceremony, his widow wept in public.Those who saw it wept, and those who heard it were sad.

Meng Xueli tried her best to stay calm, but she was forced to show her edge: "How is it a lie? If not for this, what else could I do?"

Ji Xiao once asked for medicine for him, and the elixir was refined by Hu Si, and with Meng Xueli's temperament of knowing how to repay him, he should have been very grateful to Hu Si.But deep in his heart, he always maintained a trace of vigilance.

When he first met Hu Si, he was still in the body of a demon, who had a keen sense of danger.

Hu Si said to Ji Xiao, a monster is a monster, wild and unruly, it's not right for you to get karma with this monster.

He just made a docile gesture and repeatedly expressed his loyalty to Ji Xiao.

Hu Si said that he was putting on an air, trying to curry favor and be good-looking, and he only pretended for a while.He wanted to be quiet for three years, so that Ji Xiao could see his sincerity.

However, just like the changing fur color of birds and animals in the mountains and forests, over time, the protective color gradually becomes its true color.

Only when facing old friends, such as Que Xianming, can he show some inner temperament.

"It's not a lie?" Hu Si didn't care about his faux pas, as if he had heard some joke: "Love is deep? How long have you known Ji Xiao? You don't know him. I have known him for more than 200 years..."

The master of the realm slowly said: "Chu Kong Wuya Sword, Eternal Changchun Peak, he always has trouble with eternal things, such as heaven and earth, such as time. Such an arrogant person, I am afraid that he will only fall in love with his own shadow. Where does love come from?" Profound righteousness?"

Hearing that Ji Xiao was arrogant, Meng Xueli couldn't help being slightly annoyed, and sneered: "I'm sorry, Ji Xiao just likes me. I was originally a demon, and demons are the most deceptive. He was bewitched by me. Oil, singing every night... It's hard to tell outsiders about the affairs between Taoist couples."

The smile in Hu Si's eyes grew stronger and rippled like water waves, and Meng Xueli had a bad premonition.

Hu Si leaned over slightly, and whispered in his ear:

"It seems that Jixiao didn't tell you that I am a master of Fengyue Dao. Just by looking at you, I know that your Yuanyang is still there, and it has never happened before."

Before he finished speaking, Meng Xue's complexion changed suddenly, and she stood up abruptly.

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