Ji Xiao shook his head and joked with him: "Can you sell it? When you get 'Hengtong Juyuan', people think it's a fake."
Meng Xueli said with an "oops", "Yes, according to today's market conditions, the paintings and calligraphy of Peak Master Chongbi are the 'authentic works of Sword Master'. How can I prove that 'you are you'?"
Having said this, Meng Xueli suddenly thought that he and Ji Xiao had been away from the human world for a while. Although they made arrangements for Hanshan, it was difficult to cover everything, and he did not know the current situation of Hanshan. What happened to the head and the peak masters, how was Yu Qishu's swordsmanship, did you ever quarrel with Qian Yuzhi again... I even remembered the young disciples who met in the secret realm of Hanhai, fought against each other, and fought side by side later, do you remember? His advice, practice well.
He misses the world a bit, misses the peach blossoms, mice and koi of Changchun Peak. The demon world is no longer the demon world he is familiar with. He and Lingshan have lost all love and friendship, leaving only grievances. As far as my heart is concerned, it turns out that there are more people in the world, and a foreign country has become my hometown.
Ji Xiao seemed to know his feelings, so he took a wooden comb and wanted to comb his hair and tie his hair for the Taoist companion.
Instead, Meng Xueli asked Ji Xiao to sit down and stood by himself: "I'll come."
Ji Xiao was a little surprised: "Can you?"
Meng Xueli asked back, "What's so difficult about this?"
At this time, the morning sun was rising, the light was bright, and the shadow of a pair of bi figures in the mirror was clear. Outside the bamboo building, birds are chirping early, insects are chirping, the bamboo sea is windward, the blue waves are rolling in layers, and the atmosphere is good.
Meng Xueli had never served anyone before. He held a wooden comb that "wears the rain" and brushed up Jixiao's silky black hair. . In the end, a headband was tied for Ji Xiao, and it was tied crookedly and frizzy, which was very different from the other party's usual dignified and Gaohua image.
Meng Xueli put away the "tiring of the rain" and had to accept his fate: "Grooming is also a knowledge, and it looks simple and difficult to learn." Back then, if Ji Xiao's techniques were unfamiliar, he could only fry his hair every day and fry it into a funny mink ball.
Ji Xiao: "Practice makes perfect, we still have a lot of time."
Meng Xueli was disheartened and was about to untie Ji Xiao's hairband: "We cultivators, we don't need to be so troublesome, we should use a formula..."
Ji Xiao stopped him: "No, I think it's great."
Chi Chu and Fei Yu were very drunk last night, sobered up in the morning, bathed in the rays of the morning sun, and felt at ease.
Chi Chu said to himself: "I have made new friends and have a new goal, so let's start a new life."
Fei Yu was about to answer when she suddenly saw Ji Xiao walking out of the bamboo building. She took a closer look and was startled, and asked in a low voice, "The real person was caught by a bird?!"
Bi You was even more horrified. He was used to nesting on the top of Ruan Hui's head and pulling Ruan Hui's rabbit ears. Could it be that he was drunk last night and scratched the head of the real person Ji Xiao
But seeing Meng Xueli approaching with Ji Xiao, he asked expectantly, "Look, how is my hair?"
Chi Chu and Fei Yu are such monsters, they are the most sharp-toothed monster generals in the monster world. Bodhisattvas can curse out fire, and mud can blow lotus flowers. The two demons looked at Ji Xiao's expression and praised:
"Your Majesty's hair is ingenious, unconventional, and a style of his own. It shows a real person's unrestrained bearing, and is not afraid of worldly vision."
"In a new way, with originality, it looks messy, but in fact it is orderly. It has reached the realm of casual freehand brushwork, with a touch of calmness in the romance, and a touch of playfulness in the calmness!"
Ruan Hui and Bi You were stunned, thinking that this is the gap between the big demon and the half-demon
Meng Xueli's cheeks were slightly red, and she didn't dare to take credit: "It's my Taoist companion who has a good appearance, and she looks good with everything she wears."
He was in a good mood, and let the Taoist companion hold his hand and lead him to the depths of the bamboo forest.
Ji Xiao: "This place is rich in spiritual energy. Today, I will teach you to identify the spiritual energy line."
Meng Xueli remembered the painting on the desk, nodded, and calmly followed the mantra recited by Ji Xiao.
He knew that Ji Xiao was going to give a lecture on Taoism, just like in Changchun Peak, he wore a red cloak and turned through the window late at night, but Ji Xiao still taught the class all night.
Sure enough, after Ji Xiao passed down the formula, he said to him: "In the book "Li Dao Xin", I taught you a set of daily breathing methods, integrating practice into every move, walking and sleeping daily, and also able to absorb spiritual energy, Run the real essence gain cultivation base. You have learned very well, now forget that set of tricks, let go of those heaven and earth auras, and let them run on their own. You only need to release your spiritual sense to perceive the subtle changes in the surrounding aura, but do not absorb them... "
Meng Xueli: "This is also a way of tempering spiritual consciousness, right?"
"Yes, imagine yourself as a bamboo shoot, or a bamboo leaf... See the thread?"
Meng Xueli meditated in the bamboo forest for half a day. From early morning to noon, the wind blew the leaves and the clouds gathered and scattered. Without running the true essence, when absorbing the spiritual energy, the trajectory of the spiritual energy between the heavens and the earth seems to be absent.
"can not see."
"It's fine if you can't see it," Ji Xiao stood up, "Let's go."
"where to?"
"Shopping in the city."
Meng Xueli was slightly startled. Ji Xiao is not like a kind teacher who simply takes a vacation if his students fail to live up to his expectations.
Ji Xiao explained as he walked: "It takes at least five or six years for a monk to learn this method. If you have good talent and understanding, maybe a year or two, if you can borrow a bit of luck from the sky, it may be ten days and a half months... It varies from person to person. , in no hurry."
Meng Xueli smiled: "Right, it's better to go shopping if you're wasting time."
Ji Xiao: "I was also a slow learner back then, but my brother learned faster. Except for swordsmanship, he learned everything quickly."
Meng Xueli was not convinced: "How fast can it be?"
He had just meditated in the bamboo forest, and there was a green bamboo leaf in his hair, dangling with him, like a dragonfly in the wind.
Ji Xiao felt that the Taoist companion was cute, and reached out his hand to lightly pluck the bamboo leaves: "Just so fast."
"what… "
Meng Xueli had to ask again, but his voice stopped abruptly, he understood. Between the flicks of the sleeves, the effort of picking up a bamboo leaf.
He couldn't help but feel a little gloomy: "I don't want to go shopping."
Ji Xiao said seriously: "The street still has to be visited."
Fengyue City's aura lines are neat and regular, and it is a rare teaching material. Maybe the planners are far too far, but it does not prevent Ji Xiao from teaching.
On this day, Meng Xueli and Ji Xiao visited Fengyue City, and did not return until the host of the Red House held a reception dinner.
At first glance, it really looks like a domineering demon, shopping with his pet. Only shopping, not shopping, but also walking fast and slow, it seems that the pet is not very favored.
Meng Xueli only saw one line, but his face was radiant as if he had seen a new world.
Ji Xiao understood Meng Xueli's practice preference. The freshness of Dao Companion's cultivation of the human race has passed. Now let him fight with people and fight with demons. He has a great spirit and can play hundreds of tricks with one sword. But if he encounters subtleties that require patience and study, and there is no real opponent, he will not slack off, but he will always be more lighthearted than in a fight.
So Ji Xiao mentioned Hu Si. I only mentioned one sentence, like a little bit of water, but it is very useful.
At the banquet at night, the master of red took the opportunity to talk to Chichu and Feiyu. He originally planned to do both hard and soft, and asked the king of Kunshan to ask for these two beautiful servants. For this reason, he arranged for other beautiful demons to dance and perform, intending to exchange with the king of Kunshan.
Before the red master started talking, Chi Chu and Fei Yu took the initiative to pick up the conversation enthusiastically, and also agreed to visit the Liuli Lake together on the eve of the Ten Thousand Demons Conference.
Meng Xueli persuaded him through voice transmission: "I lied to him that Lingshan likes pure male demons, and I have already paid him back..."
Chi Chu smiled and said, "If he doesn't change his mind, he will just swim in the lake."
Meng Xueli looked at the landlord with sympathy, but the latter didn't understand it, thinking it was a friendship of "loving each other in the same way". A meal was enjoyed by the host and guests.
In the next few days, the weather was calm, and under the guidance of the Taoist companion, Meng Xueli continued to watch the aura line and temper his spiritual sense. The mirage borrowed the rich spiritual energy of the bamboo forest, and cultivated day and night, and its breath turned into the smell of peach blossoms and green bamboo. Once in Changchun Peak, Yu Qishu talked more about the great principle of "born in distress, died in peace" to urge him to practice, but he still lived in the dormouse's nest every day in peace and moved a bit, but refused to be more diligent. Who would have thought that he would change his mind and become the most diligent demon.
This kind of hard work is very contagious, like the worst student in the class reading at night with the lights on, hanging on the beams. Chi Chu and Fei Yu were deeply touched, and they stopped roasting fish and drinking, and turned to Ji Xiao for advice on cultivation. The warlike monsters are rarely willing to settle down and think about their cultivation. Under normal circumstances, half of them rely on bloodline talent, and half rely on life and death. At this time, there was a strong spiritual energy in the Zhuli Pavilion, a healing medicine, and the guidance of a saint. The two demons not only healed the dark wounds left by the town demon tower, but also made great progress in their demon power.
Bi You and Ruan Hui also asked the big demon to teach combat techniques, the fox taught the rabbit, and the white crane taught the kingfisher.
Meng Xueli made fun of Ji Xiao: "You taught swords in Hanshan Lunfa Hall, and you taught monks of all sects in the Central City of Hanhai Secret Realm. You also taught sea scorpions, ferrets, mirages, and now you teach foxes and white cranes. , born to fly and swim in the water, there is nothing you can't teach, what is this?"
Ji Xiao thought for a while: "There is no class to teach."
Meng Xueli: "...It makes sense."
All over the demon world, and inside and outside Fengyue City, they were nervously searching for sinful demons, while the atmosphere of learning in Zhuliguan was strong.
After Que Xianming untied the chain, he did not run for several days, or even changed into a human form. He still used his demon body to accompany Chun Shui and Qiuguang for fun.
Chun Shui persuaded: "Without the chain of the realm master, you can use the demon power, and you will naturally lose weight. Dancing is too hard, so let's not go?"
Qiuguang also said: "The 'Red Dust Drunk Dream Building' is noisy and noisy, with dazzling shadows and heavy curtains. If you run around, we won't be able to find it."
Peacock agreed obediently: "Then I will accompany the two sisters and walk around the city."
He really didn't ask to go to dance lessons again, obviously to visit the beautiful scenery of Fengyue City, but to survey the terrain and look for opportunities. Once in the bustling street market, he was separated from the two girls for a while, and he found it by himself.
When the two beauties were no longer vigilant, he said that he wanted to see the "Jinghong Mirror".
On the first day of the treasure mirror, it was all right. The next night, Peacock fled with the treasure and disappeared.
Chunshui and Qiuguang were anxious and annoyed, and they issued a reward in Fengyue City to find the demon with a lot of money.
When Que Xianming was in the big realm of Tianhu Lake, he could only transform into a human form when he saw the moonlight at night. When he came to the demon world, he was imprisoned by chains and chained, maintaining the shape of a round peacock, without a trace of demonic energy. Because of this, the two women had never seen him transformed, so they had to draw a blue-green peacock with a long tail and a round belly on the reward.
Rewards were posted all over Fengyue City.
Meng Xueli saw it by chance, and looked at it for a while: "It's a bit like the first bright bird."
Chi Chu: "You said Que Xianming is like a pheasant?"
Meng Xueli: "...I didn't mean that, don't talk nonsense."
Feiyu had seen the sparrow's demon body first, and wondered: "Where does it look like? This is clearly a domestic sparrow. With such a fat, can it still fly?"
Chi Chu: "You've been a human for a long time, and you're blind to the face of a monster. People look at the same type of monster, and they all look the same."
Meng Xueli nodded, feeling that he was too suspicious. If he looked at any peacock, he could see the similarities with Que Xianming.
At the same time, a young man in white, who was similar in content to Meng Xueli, but even more innocent and pitiful, walked into the "Red Dust Drunk Dream Building".