Ji Xiao coughed lightly: "I can't help it, I lost my mind for a while, I'm sorry."
Ji Xiao actually didn't understand a lot of things, didn't understand what Meng Xueli was thinking, and suddenly wanted to 'help Yulong die for the king'? Engraving 'Hostel' on the gun body can motivate yourself? I said yesterday that I don’t need to pay attention to the etiquette of master and apprentice, but now I want to establish the dignity of master and Taoism
Anyway, don't cry. He could only apologize, nod, and agree.
It was the first time he saw Meng Xueli cry tonight. When we met in a place outside the bounds, it was clear that Ling Miner was seriously injured and was dying, and only one breath was left, why didn't he cry at that time. There is also the need to endure severe pain when remodeling flesh and blood, but not say a word or shed a single tear.
Meng Xueli heard his apprentice say 'I can't help it', her earlobes turned red, and her neck tingled when touched by the palm of her hand. Back then, he suffered internal injuries and his limbs were weak, and he was always in Ji Xiao's arms. Jian Zun sometimes combs his hair for him, stroking all the way from the top of his head to his back.
But he saw that Xiao Tingyun's expression was calm, there seemed to be a faint helpless smile in his eyes, and he felt that he was overreacting.
Meng Xueli was about to speak when he suddenly noticed someone was coming. He turned around and saw Yu Qishu running from a distance on the mountain road.
All I could hear was a cry of collapse: "What have you done! Where am I?!"
Changchunfeng's younger brother was stunned.
He promised yesterday that he would not fall asleep by mistake. When he arrived at Mao today, it was still dark, so he washed and dressed under the urging of the money rat in the bed, and walked to the observation deck under the moonlight. But I saw that the originally flat, open, soft and green meadow was now covered with one-inch-deep vertical and horizontal ravines, with mud and gravel, and grass clippings everywhere. If it weren't for the strong smell of grass and earth in the wind, he almost thought it was a dream.
- I dreamed that I was diligently getting up early to practice the exercises, but in fact, my body did not change, and I was still lying in the warm bed of the pavilion in Linxi.
Meng Xueli put away the spear: "Listen to my explanation!"
Yu Qishu suddenly discovered something, and said in surprise, "You broke through? Concentration?"
Meng Xueli became proud again and patted him on the shoulder: "Brother Meng is amazing!"
"Okay, Master!" If it's because of the breakthrough, it's normal to make these movements, and the meadow is gone, and it can grow again.
Yu Qishu hooked his shoulders with him and sighed, "What does it feel like to be in a state of concentration? Brother Meng, when will I be able to break through?"
Ji Xiao listened to the nonsense of the two of them, and the generations were confused, but he was almost used to it, and he said with a smile: "Junior Brother, Changchun Peak's first business is going to bother you."
Meng Xueli clapped his hands: "That's right! I almost forgot. Xiaoyu, look at our hypericum flowers blooming all over the mountains and fields. It's just idle time, so it's better to make some money. I went to the biggest pawn in Hanmen City yesterday. Go 'Hengtong Juyuan'…”
Yu Qishu was immersed in the joy of Meng Xueli's breakthrough, but when he heard him say this, it seemed like he was poured down by a basin of cold water.
It turned out that their own teachers could no longer practice with peace of mind, and they were reduced to the point of 'selling trees for a living'. But how many spiritual stones did you earn by selling saplings
Wouldn't it be possible to sell trees in the poor city today, and perform arts in the market tomorrow? - The three masters and apprentices of Changchun Peak showed their love, the apprentices stepped on the nail board with bare feet, and the master volleyed a flying bowl.
Before Meng Xueli could finish speaking, Yu Qishu's face paled: "We Changchun Peak, are we short of money?" He pointed to the top of his head and whispered, "I heard that this formation is very expensive and costs 30,000 yuan a year. Spirit Stone."
Meng Xueli now only thinks of Qian Yuzhi, and his mind is full of 'three million a day' and 'give you 1,500 years', and he can't help but blurt out: "Actually, it's not that expensive, it's really cheap."
When Yu Qishu heard it, it was over. This is crazy poor.
Immediately took off the storage bag: "I have some money here, you can take it for emergency first! Except for the 'Linchi Liu', you can sell all the medicinal herbs, clothes, pillows, and small picture albums here. Collect more than 3,000 spirit stones."
Meng Xueli was slightly startled: "Where did you get so much money?" Bailucheng sent him as a proton, but he didn't think he would be treated very well.
Yu Qishu looked down at the storage bag: "My mother gave it to me, she said that I'm 'a thousand miles away from home, studying alone in Hanshan, it must be a difficult life'. So when I went out, she gave me all the belongings at the bottom of the box. Yes, and cut a dozen new clothes for me.
"I wrote last night to tell her that I had a very good time and was not alone..."
Speaking of this, he felt a sour heart and shoved the storage bag into Meng Xueli's hands. Now the division is bitter, the wind and rain are precarious, and he can only sell his wealth. He secretly made up his mind that he must practice diligently in the future to stand out!
Meng Xueli hurriedly returned his 'all net worth': "You think wrong, we are not short of money. The gold and silver mountains left by your master will not be spent in a few lifetimes." So he thought of Qian Yuzhi The idea of reselling hypericum flowers at high prices was elaborated.
Yu Qishu didn't look happy after hearing this, and looked at the two of them suspiciously: "You didn't lie to me, did you? I want to listen to the senior brother."
He knew that Meng Xueli had read the script, and the story would come as soon as he opened his mouth.
Ji Xiao: "...I testify, it's true."
Yu Qishu felt a little relieved.
Meng Xueli thought that Yu Qishu was very reliable in doing business and had rules in dealing with people. What's more, this matter was originally simple, and it should be no problem to hand it over to him.
He explained in detail how to get to 'Hengtong Juyuan', and how to report to his home after entering the door, and someone would pick him up.
But he forgot to tell Yu Qishu that Qian Yuzhi was a Mahayana practitioner.
In the past two days, Yu Qishu has been practicing in the Peach Blossom Forest, holding a 'Linchi Willow', practicing how to focus on a thorn at the stamen of a peach blossom when it falls.
Every day, he was dizzy and dizzy, and when he entered and exited the peach blossom forest, the litter of golden mice recognized him. Sometimes a small rat would come out of the group, follow him at his feet, and accompany him back to the attic to sleep.
At the appointed time with Qian Yu, Yu Qishu went down the mountain with twenty carefully selected peach blossom twigs.
'Hengtong Juyuan' is very famous, and Meng Xueli knows how to go without saying it. In the past, on the rest day of the Dharma Hall, young disciples slipped down the mountain to play, and they always came in to have a look. On the display rack, there are all kinds of rare things in clear glass boxes, and after a while, there are new things to replace.
Yu Qishu enjoyed the VIP treatment received by the steward in the lobby once, and she was a little vague, and the top floor had already arrived. The steward opened the door for him, then stepped back silently.
Yu Qishu walked into the study and saw a young-looking monk sitting at the desk, dressed as a scholar, with a refined temperament, and was reading a thick booklet.
He got nervous. If the strong do not deliberately restrain their breath, the power they naturally reveal can make people aware of their realm. Yu Qishu thought to himself, this person is unfathomable, I am afraid he has a Mahayana realm, he saluted properly and said:
"Senior harassing, is Qian Zhenzhen here?"
"I am." The scholar smiled.
Just in time for Qian Yuzhi to read the account, he was in a good mood. He poured him a cup of tea and opened his chair: "Are you Xiao Yu? Elder Meng's second apprentice, come and drink tea."
Yu Qishu was shocked.
Although he calls himself 'the great-grandson of Lingxu Taoist and the grandson of Chongyuan Taoist', he is only an ordinary one among the many descendants of the Yu family in Bailucheng. I have never seen a great-grandfather who is regarded as a 'Dao Zun' with my own eyes.
After arriving at Hanshan, during the year-end assessment, I saw the real head and the elders in the main hall, all of them looking like majestic elders.
At this moment, a strong man in the Mahayana realm poured water and made tea for him. Yu Qishu thought to herself, this is equivalent to my grandfather pouring tea for me, hurriedly took the tea cup, and was restless.
He held the storage bag in both hands and said earnestly: "The matter explained by the seniors has been completed. Twenty twigs of hypericum flowers, please take a look at the seniors!"
Qian Yuzhi stretched out his hand to take it, and with a swipe of his divine sense, he knew the bottom line: "You will deliver the peach blossom branches in the future?"
As soon as he heard his question, Yu Qishu remembered to stand up and salute: "Yes, senior."
Qian Yuzhi pressed him down, took out a storage bag full of spirit stones, and showed a businessman's standard smile: "No problem. I'll give you the payment this time, and you can count them. Next time, I'd like to send more, preferably a hundred sticks. The above also saves you the trouble of going up and down the mountain.
"In the future, 'Hengtong Juyuan' will also launch peach blossom cakes, peach blossom rouge, and peach blossom sweet wine, which will be promoted from the north to the south... If you have any comments during the cooperation process, please feel free to mention them."
Yu Qishu collected his storage bag like holding a hot soldering iron. Seeing him so kind, I felt even more panicky, got up and said 'don't dare'.
Qian Yuzhi pressed him down again, frowning slightly.
How can we talk about this? He waved the fan of 'Harmony and Wealth', irritably trying to change the fan: "You seem to have misunderstood me. Do you see where this is?"
Yu Qishu replied cautiously, "Reporting to the seniors, it's a pawn shop."
"Yes, we also do consignment and auction business." Qian Yuzhi laughed at him, "I'm a ruthless profiteer, everyone comes here to spend money to make money! Why, are you here to make friends? "
Yu Qishu was taught a lesson by the profiteer, but she felt more at ease: "Okay. I'm just not used to it..."
Later, the two became familiar with each other, and Qian Yuzhi even sent someone to help him send letters to his family, and he picked up two boxes of peach blossom cakes for his mother. Because 'Hengtong Juyuan' has a commercial road leading to Egret City, the fastest flying instruments can be reached in one day.
However, at this time, the young Yu Qishu did not know that the shock and magnificent splendor he had to endure in his life had only just begun.
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Meng Xueli taught the younger apprentice melee combat skills very smoothly, but faced with the older apprentice, he was a little tangled.
He asked, "I don't know how to do swordsmanship. Have you practiced swords before?"
Ji Xiao didn't want to lie to him and nodded.
Meng Xueli thought that your father had taught him, and the pressure on his shoulders suddenly lightened: "That's good, practice the way you used to, if you encounter problems, I will take you to ask the master. Although I can't teach you swordsmanship, But there is something else I can teach you. From today, I will teach you to read!"
Having said that, he took out a copy of "Beginning of the Dao" from his arms and solemnly turned to the first page.
Ji Xiao looked slightly embarrassed.
Meng Xueli: "Don't look down on the enlightenment book, every word is the essence. What kind of eyes do you have, do you still want to learn it?"
Ji Xiao: "...I learn."
Meng Xueli was relieved: "Study hard. Your fundamental talent is very good. If you can cultivate to the late stage of Qi Refining before I go to the secret realm of Vast Ocean, I will feel at ease."
Ji Xiao said honestly: "It's easy."
In his last life, he pursued the Dao to the extreme, and now he walks, breathes normally, and practices every minute and every second. I was just afraid that the breakthrough would be too fast and too conspicuous, so I planned to maintain the same speed as the previous Ji Xiao.
Thinking about it now, compared to trying to figure out the thoughts of a little Taoist companion, cultivation is the easiest thing to do.