Han Shan's Sword Unsheathed

At this time, several monks in the hall were all direct disciples of the two sects, and they were all in the Hanshan ancestral hall that day, witnessing Meng Xueli's mourning and crying.

Everyone, tell the young man about Ji Xiao's Taoist couple.

Some people say that Meng Xueli has a strong temperament and deep affection, while others say that he is too naive.

The boy listened silently, and finally said softly: "Nonsense."

His voice was hoarse because of coughing, and others saw him speak, but they couldn't hear the words clearly.

Wu Jin fell to the west, and the sunset shone from the window.Sitting in the light golden twilight, the young man thought of something, his pale face flushed slightly.

He is Ji Xiao.

Ji Xiao experienced a life-and-death catastrophe, and his dharma body was completely destroyed.She had no choice but to get out of her body and travel thousands of miles at night to find a young man who was about to die and be reborn.

The upright monks practice the method of seizing homes, looking for dying people who have no relatives and friends, and whose breath is about to be cut off, so that they are not involved in cause and effect.This body matched his horoscope, and he was dying of illness, and his life was over that night, so it was just right.But his soul is too powerful, and his weak body can hardly bear it, just like a sharp blade retracted into a fragile glazed scabbard, it is inevitable to bump into it.

Ji Xiao used the power of the soul to refine his body and create the body of a sword spirit, just like polishing a sword.The pain in it, until now, still cannot be dispelled.His lungs were cut like a knife, and he couldn't help coughing.

But compared to the ignorant death, suffering pain is a unique experience of life.

Everyone was still talking about Meng Xueli.

Zhang Suyuan saw that everyone couldn't stop talking, so he took the initiative to bring the topic back:

"These have nothing to do with you, just listen to them casually, you will definitely not worship Changchun Peak. There are five peaks in Hanshan, and all the peak masters are Mahayana-level powerhouses. I heard that this year the real master intends to accept disciples, maybe you Can become the master's personal heir."

He patted the young man on the shoulder and joked, "It would be even better if the Supreme Elder went out to accept apprentices. We will call you 'Uncle Master' from now on."

In fact, according to the rules, before entering the inner gate of Hanshan, one has to pass the assessment in the Lunfa Hall.The peak master's acceptance of apprentices is not just based on qualifications.But now that Mingyue Lake was watching, he tried his best to make a big cake, trying to deepen the young man's affection for Han Shan.

Li Wei continued: "Even if we don't go to the main peak, it's good for us to go to Bifeng. Don't you admire Master Jixiao the most? My master has a very good relationship with Jian Zun! In the main hall of our peak, there is Jian Zun's calligraphy, After you come here, you can look up at it every day. That’s really a good handwriting, two good poems—a heart of a thousand miles, a mountain of clouds and mountains. The sword, the sword..."

He was talking happily, but his voice suddenly weakened, he only wished he hadn't been to the main hall a few times, so he forgot the second half of the sentence.Under the gaze of everyone in Mingyue Lake, his face flushed red.

"The sword doesn't have any intention, it's up to me." Ji Xiao rescued him.

"Yes, yes!" Li Wei said in surprise, "How do you know?"

"……heard about it."

"It can also be heard, it proves that you have a strong affinity with our faction, you should be a disciple of Hanshan!"

Ji Xiao thought helplessly, those two poems were really not written by me.

Your master imitated my handwriting and stole my seal, but he is young, so I can't argue with him...

Thinking about it, I couldn't breathe well, and couldn't help coughing.

Jing Di saw that the young man knew Han Shan's poems so well and knew them all by heart, and that there was really no possibility of switching to Mingyue Lake. It was useless to entangle, and it would hurt face instead. My friends are on their way, so don’t pass here.”

The three of Han Shan wished that Mingyue Lake would disappear in an instant, for fear that if they stayed for a while, they would turn into a "gentle and beautiful senior sister" to abduct the ignorant youth.

The disciple was finally elated, and Brother Hanshan smiled brightly.

"Fellow Daoist Jing is leaving, see you if you are destined!"

Jing Di was not angry, and led a group of disciples to the door, turned around and smiled: "There is no need for fate, we will meet each other naturally in the secret place of the vast sea. Let's see where Chukong Wuya will return to in the spring of next year—"

As soon as the voice fell, the figure had gone away.

Li Wei and He Ming slapped the table angrily.

Zhang Suyuan didn't take it seriously, turned his head and smiled at the young man, "I'm in a hurry these days, thank you for your hard work. If you are too tired, don't push yourself, we can rest in the town overnight."

Ji Xiao shook his head: "It's not hard. Let's go back to the mountain as soon as possible."

After hearing this, the three of them thought to themselves that the young man was sick and weak, traveling all the way with them, eating and sleeping in the open, but he never complained.With excellent qualifications and tenacity, the future is limitless.

Fortunately, Mingyue Lake returned without success, thank you Jixiao for his blessing in the sky!

……

Ji Xiao didn't know that he was being thanked by others. He heard others talk about the sword he used, the secret realm he opened, and the Taoist companions in his peak. He just felt like he was listening to a story.

It's a big dream, it's all gone, just start from scratch.

But there seems to be something wrong with his nominal Taoist companion, Meng Xueli.

He left the Chukong Wuya sword on Changchun Peak to hold the battle.As long as Meng Xueli does not leave Changchun Peak, no one can harm him.

Why make up a set of "last wish" rhetoric in the ancestral hall, and have to go to the secret place of the vast sea...

Was someone persecuting him?Or is someone bullying him?

Many images flashed through Jixiao's mind. For a moment, he saw Meng Xueli losing the protection of the 'Eternal Changchun' formation, shivering and huddling into a ball in the wind and snow; , With hatred in his heart, he slaughtered in the world.

His attitude towards Meng Xueli was rather complicated, he was afraid that others would bully his Taoist companion, and he was also afraid that his Taoist companion would bully others.

Other monks regard membership as a major event in life.However, in Jixiao's long cultivation career, Meng Xueli only occupied one-thousandth of his mind——

When Lu met a dying monster, he felt compassionate and rescued him.Very simple matter, one thousandth is enough.

There are too many complicated things in the world, until the Dharmakaya is completely destroyed, he thinks that he has done the utmost benevolence to the sect, and has no shame in admiring the world.

But what about Meng Xueli?

In the past, I promised to keep him safe throughout his life, without worrying about food and clothing.

It is natural to be ashamed to promise something but fail to keep it.

So that one-thousandth became a variable.

Jixiao was walking under the deserted sunset, thinking back to the day when he first met Meng Xueli.

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ps: Cun Xin Qian Li Yun Shan Wan Zhong comes from Song Dynasty "Fish Swimming in Spring Water"