Daotong's pupils shrank suddenly, and he asked in a deep voice, "Where's the difference?"
Meng Xueli: "He is very timid, and he doesn't dare to speak loudly."
Daotong looked like a smile but not a smile, and this smile made him feel strange. In the swirling white snow, his facial features gradually changed, the ends of his eyes and brows became more slender, and the bridge of his nose became more upturned, turning into a beautiful and sullen face.
He stretched his waist and walked towards Meng Xueli, his bones crackling as they stretched, like a jointed bamboo, and in the blink of an eye, his Taoist robe was shortened.
Meng Xueli threw him a punch: "I knew it was you."
Hanshan is heavily guarded, and it is in a special period. Once an unknown person is found sneaking in, they will definitely be killed on the spot.
But Qu Xianming is not a human being.
He is a peacock demon, he believes that his blood is talented, and he is proficient in the art of change and confusion.
Que Xianming scolded: "I risked my life to come in and meet you under the eyes of the six sects. You are not moved to the point of crying, kneeling down and calling Dad, do you still have a conscience?"
How many friends can you have in your life to help you run away when you are in danger
Meng Xueli's heart was warm, but his mouth was not forgiving: "What do you want to do with me? I eat delicious food and drink spicy food and be happy every day. You came to me at this time, I'm afraid you didn't get into trouble in the demon world and came to me to escape? "
"Bah, are you being raised as a fool by Ji Xiao?!" Que Xianming knew that this person was nonsense, and was too lazy to talk nonsense, so he took out three blasting talismans, "The demon fire will leave traces, so I have to use these human world things..."
Meng Xueli grabbed his arm: "What are you doing?"
"I blew up here and flew out with your back. 'The mountain road below Jietian Cliff collapsed, and Elder Meng fell into the abyss. I don't know if he was alive or dead. He was suspected of being a Taoist couple'. What do you think? Now the Hanshan Sword Sect is so busy that he has no time Take care of you."
"And then, where can I run to?" Meng Xueli said lightly, "I can't go back to the demon world."
"If I don't go to the demon world, I have a hidden cave in 'Xukong'."
The junction of the three worlds of human, demon and demon is a wasteland of thousands of miles. The law does not exist, the spiritual energy is withered, and it is often shaken and collapsed.
Que Xianming thought to himself: "Although the place is far away, it is safe. When you recharge your batteries and reshape the demon pill, you will be a hero again after 18 years! By then, we will make a comeback and be proud of the Three Realms! Let's go, the road is slow. Speak slowly."
He thought that the most terrifying thing about Hanshan was not the mountain-guarding formation and the many restrictions—those things couldn't scare him—but the sword intent left by Ji Xiao. Although it can't be seen or touched, it's everywhere and it's terrifying.
Ji Xiao is worthy of the name of 'invincible in the world', everyone is dead, but the sword intent is still there.
Meng Xueli shook his head: "You go first, I have something to do here."
Que Xianming got a little impatient: "What?"
Meng Xueli restrained his smile: "It's not clear that Ji Xiao died. I've been calculating for the past few days..."
Who in the world hates Ji Xiao the most and wants him to die the most? Who benefits the most after death? However, involving the entire Three Realms, there are thousands of threads, and it is unclear for a while.
Que Xianming was shocked: "Didn't you kill him?"
Meng Xueli was even more shocked: "He is my Taoist companion, why should I kill him?"
"For freedom. Although he saved your life, he trapped you in a cage." Que Xianming looked at Changchun Peak and said as he should, "Three years, the tiger fell in Pingyang, and the dragon was trapped in the shoal, you really can Tolerate."
"It's really not me." Meng Xueli was slightly startled, he didn't expect that even himself had a motive to kill Ji Xiao.
But he quickly laughed, "I'm just a weak and beautiful woman with no strength now."
Bird Xianming is about to vomit.
Seeing that he couldn't leave for a while, he had to put away the blasting talisman, cautiously changed back to the appearance of the Taoist boy Liu Xiaohuai, and pulled Meng Xueli to sit on the ground.
The suspended plank road is narrow, their backs are against the rock wall, and the abyss below them is blocked by cold fog and flowing clouds.
"Okay, even if you didn't kill it, you don't have to abscond." He took the plum branch from Meng Xueli's hand and drew three vertical lines on the snow:
"Listen to me. First, it costs a lot to maintain the Changchun Peak formation. Hanshan doesn't want to see you in the first place. Without Jixiao, it's even more impossible to support you in vain. You are in Hanshan, and your status is awkward. Second, Ji When Xiao was alive, he made a lot of enemies. The enemy didn't have the ability to take revenge on him, but he hated Wu Jiwu, and he must have hated you. Third, Ji Xiao died, and the treasures he left behind have become unowned. How many people are waiting to give it a try?"
Meng Xueli interrupted proudly: "The big treasure that Ji Xiao left behind, isn't that me?"
Que Xianming could not wait to push him down, and it was over.
"Don't be poor with me. You are a real person..." He paused, trying to figure out a word, "The widow, who was originally the most qualified to inherit Jixiao's relics, is temporarily unable to protect herself, and can only rely on Hanshan for protection. The above three points are combined into a dead end, you are in the world, what way is there?!"
Meng Xueli looked at him admiringly, took back the plum branch, and drew six circles next to the three lines:
"More than three o'clock. The six major sects in the world are all here today. What do you think of the other five sects outside of Hanshan?"
Que Xianming: "Do you want to take the magic weapon that Ji Xiao left behind, don't hold Pipa, and switch to his sect in exchange for shelter? Forget it, which one can beat Hanshan Jianxiu?"
Meng Xueli shook his head: "Before Ji Xiao preached the Dao, Mingyue Lake and Hanshan were evenly matched, so they were called 'Nanhu Lake Mountain'. The other four schools, Wuyin Temple and Mingyue Lake were friendly. Songfeng Valley was a healer, and Nanling Temple was a Buddhist practitioner. Barely considered neutral. Those beast masters in Beiming Mountain are not pleasing to anyone's eyes, let alone mention it. Except for the six major sects, there are more small sects with ambiguous positions than stars... In the early spring of next year, I will catch up with the opening of the secret realm of the vast sea, and reopen it again. Allocate the cultivation resources in the world for the next 20 years. This time, can Hanshan keep the position of the 'first sect'?"
"Internal and external troubles." Meng Xueli broke the plum branch, "Even if Hanshan is willing to take care of me in Ji Xiao's face, I'm only afraid that I won't be able to do it by then, and I'm doomed to not have a happy birthday."
Qu Xianming was silent, he remembered a sentence he heard a long time ago—
The reverence for the real person Ji Xiao maintains the peace in the world.
"Then why don't you leave? Waiting to sacrifice everything for Hanshan?" He shook his legs a little irritably, and spoke with a thorn in his mouth, "You agreed to join him in order to save your life, and the fake Taoist couple still told the truth?"
Meng Xueli didn't get angry, but smiled: "Take a good look at me. This body has human organs inside and human fascia and skin on the outside. Ji Xiao remodeled my flesh and blood for me, and I was reborn. If I’m human, what can I use to reshape the demon pill? I can only practice human cultivation techniques and start all over again. Anyway, the demon world thinks I’m dead, so let’s forget it. Meng Xueli is the one who is alive.”
Qu Xianming looked at him blankly. It seemed impossible to believe that these words would come out of his mouth.
After a long while, he muttered to himself, "You don't want revenge anymore? You don't want to be the demon king anymore? Have you put it all down?"
Meng Xueli didn't answer, and said slowly, "I'll keep you in mind for your risky trip today. But I owe Ji Xiao a life, and I can't leave."
The north wind howled, and the snow flakes flew wildly. Three feet away, there was a daze, and I couldn't see where the plank road was going.
Meng Xueli stood up: "As for your question, what other way out is there for me to stay in the world? I don't know the answer, I can only say..." He smiled, "There are three thousand avenues, and there is no way out of the sky."
"You've changed." Que Xianming has regained his composure, "I'm a little curious now, what kind of person is Jian Zun Jixiao?"
The two sentences are linked together, and the underlying meaning is obvious. He thinks that Ji Xiao has changed the other party.
Meng Xueli said no, but did not argue: "Is he, he is a..."
Que Xianming is going to listen to the other party's long speech, telling about the grievances and grievances with Ji Xiao.
However, Meng Xueli opened his mouth several times, the words stuck in his throat, and only four words came out:
"A good man."
This answer made Qu Xianming want to scold her mother.
What is a good person
Flying three thousand miles with a sword, he is a good man, and he is a good man when the demons and ghosts are wiped out.
But the former is often referred to as Patriarch, Taoist, Dharma Saint, Sword Master... many illustrious names.
Only those who have been mediocre in their lives, have nothing to boast about, and are lucky enough not to make big mistakes, when people talk about him, will they vaguely say "at least he is a good person".
Que Xianming roams the world all year round and is familiar with the customs of the human race, so he scoffs at this comment.
Meng Xueli thought to himself, it is really difficult to be a swordsman who has reached the top. But being Sword Sovereign and being a good person is a hundred times more difficult.
The truth of it, he gradually understood after meditating on Changchun Peak for three years.
He patted his friend's shoulder: "Let's go, I'll give you a ride, see you in the world by fate."
Que Xianming was about to speak, but suddenly stopped, and there were faint footsteps in the snow.
Meng Xueli said with his mouth: "Someone."
Now Que Xianming's five senses are sharper than him, and he doesn't care much when he realizes that the visitor is alone and his cultivation base is low. With a Daotong face on his face, he lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes two steps behind Meng Xueli.
Meng Xueli held the small hand stove in his arms, pacing with his head held up slightly, holding up the style of 'Ji Xiao Dao Companion'.
The footsteps on the opposite side approached, the plank road turned a corner, and the two groups of people met on a narrow road.
In a hurry, the boy in Tsing Yi was startled and whispered: "Ah, Meng, Elder Meng, the head just looked for..."
Que Xianming raised his eyes, what a coincidence, isn't this the Taoist boy of Changchun Peak, really timid... No! I am his face now!
The moment Meng Xueli sounded the alarm, it was already too late.
Two identical faces, eyes facing each other.
"you!"
Liu Xiaohuai's pupils dilated, reflecting another self.
He didn't take a breath, rolled his eyes, and passed out.
Que Xianming was so frightened that he was at a loss: "I didn't want to kill people in Hanshan, he's touching porcelain!"
The author has something to say: Ji Xiao: Have you ever seen a character attacked by the protagonist who issued a good character card before he appeared on the stage
Luo Mingchuan: Calm down big brother, everyone is the same, put away your swords.