Hu Si stretched out his index finger and pointed at a distance: "Look."
Meng Xueli turned his head and looked at the gap in the sky. The cracks are surprising at first, but after a while, you get used to it. Not only him, everyone in the world is used to it, as if seeing the sun, moon, and stars every day, raising their eyes to watch them when they are free, and ignoring them when they are busy.
At this time, the crack in the door was still the same crack, Meng Xueli didn't see why, and wanted to get angry when he slapped the table.
But I heard Hu Si ask: "You are a spirit mink born from the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, who taught you the art of transformation?"
This question has absolutely nothing to do with the conversation just now. Meng Xueli frowned and replied angrily, "I feel the world, I can learn without a teacher."
He took a starlight transformation in the holy snow mountain, and took a self-portrait on the ice surface.
Hu Si asked again: "Have you ever thought about why after demonizing the shape, the appearance is similar to that of a human being?"
Meng Xueli was stopped when asked, "This..."
Hu Si: "Have you seen the demons too? Are there any other differences in their appearance when they are adults
"No." Meng Xueli couldn't figure it out, but was attracted by Hu Si's persuasive tone, he couldn't help thinking, "I remember, Ji Xiao once said that when the world first opened, people, demons, and demons were the three The clan started with the same ancestor, and then the three worlds were isolated, because of the different concentration of aura, the environment, er, there are many other reasons I don't remember, and gradually differentiated and multiplied into three races... But what are you trying to say?"
Hu Si suddenly shot and grabbed Meng Xueli's wrist: "Let's go."
Meng Xueli stood upside down with all the hair on his body, and a sense of dizziness struck, and Hu Si had already let go.
They appeared in an "alley", and Meng Xueli shook his head, only to see that the two sides were not walls, but tall bookshelves.
The roof is a colorless glazed roof, bright skylight pours in, and rows of bookcases stand like peaks, and you can't see the edge at a glance.
Meng Xueli: "Where is this?"
"My study."
Hu Si's practice of Taoism is complex, and his collection of books is also all-encompassing. Hu Si raised his hand, the bookshelf beside him shook violently, and a painting scroll flew into his palm.
Meng Xueli cooperated and unfolded the scroll. At this time, his thirst for knowledge outweighed his killing intent.
"This is a picture of human bones, meridians, and acupoints, remember this picture." Hu Si took out two more scrolls, "This is a demon, a demon, and an adult. Comparing the three pictures, Look like?"
Meng Xueli has been a demon and a human, and quickly replied: "Like. What does this mean?"
"It shows that the evolution of thousands of years tells us that this kind of body structure is the most suitable for absorbing the spiritual energy of this world. Therefore, no matter which race it is, it will show a similar appearance after enlightenment to a certain extent."
Meng Xueli suddenly asked, "The idea that the three races are of the same origin came from here?"
Hu Si stretched out his hand and clicked on the bookshelf: "There are many classical books to prove it, but most of you don't understand it."
Meng Xueli: "..." Thank you for saying "mostly" but not "all".
He wanted to say otherwise, I'll try it, but Hu Si changed the question again: "The Secret Realm of the Vast Sea is a space fragment that Ji Xiao took from the 'Beyond the Realm'. It was the cave dwelling of the ancients, did you know?"
Meng Xueli: "After the ascension of the great power, the space opened up in this world was broken, and the fragments flowed into the 'outside the world'. It was Jixiao's refining and throwing into the vast sea, and there was the 'big sea competition'. Not only do I know this, I've been there too."
There was a change in that competition. He and "Xiao Tingyun" sent a group of young monks to the teleportation array to leave. When parting, Meng Xueli instructed them: Ji Xiao chose to hold the competition here to remind the younger monks to never stop. Climbing upwards, "ascension" once existed, and it is not an ethereal thing.
Hu Si asked: "In ancient times, someone flew up. Why is there no more now? Why did that door disappear?"
Meng Xueli stretched his finger to the sky: "If I knew why, I would have gone up already."
Hu Si: "I've seen all the records about the 'gate to the sky'. I'm ready to say that this world has no door at all. There is no such thing as a situation where the way of heaven will 'open the door' for you after you reach a certain level of cultivation. , I can only rush up and drive the sky away, understand?"
Meng Xueli nodded, he felt like he was listening to a class. Hu Si is indeed suitable to be a gentleman, he thought again.
Hu Si looked at the rift in the sky and finally said the key point: "In the front, there is the Fengyuecheng formation to mobilize the power of ten thousand demons, and then there is Jixiao to borrow the power of ten thousand swords in the world, but it is still a little short, do you think, where is the difference? ?"
"Still... the power of the demons?" Meng Xueli tried to answer, and he felt incredible again before the words came out.
Hu Si showed a relieved expression, as if he had seen a student of high spirits: "Yes, since the three races in this world are of the same origin, we must open the door to the sky, and no one's strength will be enough. There are not enough demons or swords, it's not enough. The power of all demons."
"Where did you borrow magic power?" Meng Xueli said in a daze, "How could they cooperate with humans and demons?"
A hundred years ago, the demon world could not invade the human world, and the vitality was greatly damaged. Four years ago, Ji Xiao went to a place outside the realm, and died with the reincarnated demons. He died and disappeared, and only then did Meng Xueli meet "Xiao Tingyun".
At that time, the space outside the world collapsed, and all life in a radius of 100 miles was annihilated. Han Shan was in mourning, but Meng Xueli did not believe that Ji Xiao was dead.
Meng Xueli thought of this, and suddenly his whole body jolted, and a biting chill ran up his back.
"You are terrible." He said to Hu Si.
Since Jixiao died, all things are connected in a thread, forming a ring that is connected at the end and is tightly seamed.
He was stunned in place, and he didn't feel that Hu Si held his wrist until the world turned and the two returned to the tea pavilion on Huxin Island again.
The lake wind is still there, and the clouds drift away.
Hu Si let go of his hand, took out something from his sleeve, and put it on the edge of the piano. It was a clear bead, exuding a soft brilliance.
"This is the demon essence of the demon that Ji Xiao killed. According to the power distribution of demons, one demon can top 10,000 low-level demons." Hu Si said, "Now, the power of ten thousand demons is available."
Meng Xueli's voice was dry: "You do so many things just for this moment? Find a way to open the 'gate to heaven'?"
"Even without me, those things would still happen. Lingshan died of greed and delusion, and Gui Qing died of power and jealousy. I'm just threading the needle and pushing the boat along the way." Hu Si smiled slightly: "You think I do too much, then Did Ji Xiao do less?"
"Ji Xiao is different from you!" Meng Xueli retorted loudly, wondering if he wanted to refute the other party or tell himself.
"It's really different, otherwise he wouldn't quarrel with me, he still insisted on saving you, and even went to sharpen the comb, that was the sword I made for him, and he sharpened the comb for the Taoist?" Hu Si said this, and he was angry. He smiled first, "Childish, does he think I'll be angry!"
The two argued frequently over the "gate to the sky", and Hu Si even said to Ji Xiao, "You have done too much. If you die because of this, I will not save you." Ji Xiao asked Hu Si for "stunning wind and rain", Although there is the meaning of "tired of wind and rain", it may not be without the element of anger with the senior brother. With Ji Xiao's mind and realm, he doesn't have to get angry with anyone, except his senior brother.
Later, he fell in love with Meng Xueli, and what Changchun Feng Chidi said was really sincere.
But Meng Xueli didn't know this, so he was speechless for a while, and his heart was sour.
Hu Si continued: "I know that Ji Xiao has prepared three sea dragons. He is waiting for one day when someone rides the dragon's dragon, and completely rushes through the gate of the open sky to the boundless outer universe. Even if he fails, I will try my best and I will not regret it. Besides, Jiao has three things, and there are two more people who can try it. If it doesn't work, there are his students.
Jixiao established an academy to encourage the breaking of the sectarian view, each sect learns from each other's strengths, exchanges and studies, and the whole cultivation world makes progress together. Until one day, someone rushed to open that door. It doesn't matter who it is, it doesn't matter which day, the important thing is that this world will eventually wait for this day. Before that, people lived a normal life, and monks practiced as usual without worrying about it. This point of view was repeatedly mentioned by Ji Xiao in the teaching of Yongxue College, and later spread and was widely recognized by the world of practice.
"Why can't we give in to the friendship between brothers and sisters for more than two hundred years?" Meng Xueli asked.
Hu Si was silent for a moment, then said, "When I was a kid, I could give him whatever book he wanted to read and whatever sword he used. But this time, I can't. I have to get ahead of him, sorry."
Meng Xueli took a deep breath and pressed down the anger that was surging in his chest: "Is that door really important? It's worth fighting to death like this, what the hell?"
"Cultivation has no end. A monk must explore in his life, seek the unknown, seek detachment, and seek everything that can be sought." Hu Si said, picked up the "magic essence" on the case and smiled, "I'm very happy that you can come, you have The soul of the demon clan, the real essence of the human clan, just one step away, the three clans can be united, and they can sacrifice themselves to the Tao."
Before he finished speaking, the sky suddenly dimmed, the wind was surging, the clouds obscured the rays of the sun, and the gloomy wind roared.
Meng Xueli suddenly changed color.
The entire Tianhu Lake was swept up by the gust of wind, the waves were boiling, and the hot white smoke rose up. The majestic aura between heaven and earth rushed towards the lake, and the water waves turned into lava and rolled.
There are carved beams and painted buildings, Qionglou and Yuyu by the lake, all of which are used as burning materials, and the raging fire surrounds the lake and burns.
If viewed from a higher level, it looks like a burning furnace, which is incomparably huge. If the gods want to refine tools and alchemy, they should use this furnace.
The island in the middle of the lake is in the furnace.
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Cold Gate City, Snow College.
The lingering spring rainy season has passed, the weather is fine, the branches are lush with flowers and leaves, and the swallows are singing.
"Ask Jian Zun, will monks' excessive interference in mortal affairs really affect their own luck? The student read a book last night, the book said that if you cultivate to the realm of saints, heaven and earth will be linked together, and every move will be even more important. Be careful, saints intervene in the practice world, which is equivalent to ordinary monks intervening in the mortal world. If you make rules for the heavens, you will be punished by the heavens. Is this statement true?"
Ji Xiao's class was coming to an end, and the students began to ask questions freely. The problem is bizarre, there is everything.
Ji Xiao thought for a while and replied, "The book you read may have been written by my senior brother."
The students didn't know if he was talking seriously, or if he was joking, but he didn't dare to laugh.
Ji Xiao continued: "He once persuaded me not to do too much and learn to borrow swords, but for Jianxiu, sometimes you can borrow swords, and sometimes you absolutely can't. Some questions have no answers for the time being, or the answer is not the only one. Writing a book People have different opinions. You have to have your own ideas and choose whom you believe in. Because there are too many unknown things in the world.”
The students bowed and thanked them.
"As for whether monks should intervene in the mortal world... When you were traveling abroad, when you saw an injustice, would you not draw your sword?" Ji Xiao asked.
"Of course draw the sword!" the student answered loudly.
"When you see it, draw your sword. What if you see the good or the bad wrong, help the bad person by mistake, or kill the good person by mistake?" Ji Xiao asked again.
"This… "
"If you don't dare to pull it out, but you are afraid of your hands and feet when you encounter an accident, and you can use your swordsmanship to sharpen your sword, what should you do?" Ji Xiao asked three times.
"I, then I'll watch it for a while..." The student thought for a while and then firmly replied: "Distinguishing between good and evil is more important than drawing a sword. This will not affect my Taoism."
Ji Xiao smiled.
He suddenly raised his hand, and a stream of light flew in from the window and fell into his palm.
"Come on, help!" This was a communication talisman, with the cold smell of the snowy mountains and the warm breath of Meng Xueli.
Ji Xiao's face changed slightly.
The academy was silent for a while, and everyone held their breaths, guessing what was going on in the world, which actually caused the real person Ji Xiao to change color.
Ji Xiao waved his sleeves and summoned a cloud: "I'll go up here first today, I should pick up my Taoist companion and go home."
The students breathed a sigh of relief, and felt that even if the demon king didn't want to go to class today and sneaked out to play, what Jian Zun said was wrong, like an elder picking up the child from school. But they didn't dare to ask, and they didn't dare to laugh.
There was only one young disciple with the most lively personality, the youngest, and the childishness. He shouted, "Ask Jian Zun, when will Master Meng come back? I miss Master Meng."
I really want to. Meng Xueli carried a snack storage bag with him, filled with pine nuts, crab and cucumber seeds, and sugar-fried chestnuts. Of course he didn't dare to say that. Taking Jianzun's class is like this, there are a hundred kinds of dare not.
Ji Xiao: "Tomorrow." The voice came from a distance, and the figure was already in the sky.
The little disciple seemed to have received the highest guarantee, and said happily: "Okay, see you tomorrow!"
Ji Xiao flew across the clouds, looking for a letter and leaving.
Snowflakes are all over the place. The snow cliffs in the mountains are steep and the glaciers are sloping. Meng Xueli's breath is getting closer.
"Xueli!" Ji Xiao saw a familiar figure beside the hot spring.
"Boom!" The snow slopes on both sides shook violently, and the snow poured down like a flood.
Ji Xiao's vision blurred for a moment, and more than a hundred ice cones broke out of the snow in an instant, each of which was ten feet long, slanted on all sides, and intertwined into a cage.
This is a trap, and in Ji Xiao's eyes, it is an inferior trap.
Ji Xiao: "He's not here? Where is he?"
Que Xianming didn't expect to be seen through so quickly, and changed back to his own appearance: "I'm sorry, Ah Diao asked me to hold you back."
Ji Xiao looked around, sensing Meng Xueli's position: "You know it's useless to me!"
Suddenly he glanced at Yan Que Xianming's forehead with a surprised look: "He went to Tianhu, right? You think like me, you don't want any of them to die. Otherwise, you won't go to see Hu Si. It's still too late! "
Que Xianming's face changed suddenly: "How do you know? Don't talk nonsense!"
Meng Xueli didn't even see it, how did Ji Xiao know? This is terrible for the brothers and sisters.
Ji Xiao: "You have an amulet on your body, which was planted not long ago. I recognize the amulet planted by my brother."
In his eyes, Qu Xianming read "I have a cover" brightly written on his forehead, but the latter didn't realize it at all, and his expression was still blank.
"Do you think Xue Li did something wrong? Want to stop him?"
Ji Xiao shook his head: "Between Taoists, don't say right or wrong. Not only stop him, but also stop Hu Si, they are in danger now. Please come with me to Tianhu!"
During the speech, the snow melted, the ice cones shattered, and the ice chips flew all over the sky.
Que Xianming: "Are you threatening me?"
"No." Ji Xiao said seriously, "I'm asking you."
Que Xianming was startled: "I finally understand why Meng Xueli likes you."
What can be solved with a sword, Ji Xiao is willing to use "request".
Compared with Ji Xiao, it is nothing to exchange feathers for shark beads. A hero is not free, who can live without bowing his head