Meng Xueli said with a smile, "I'll say it casually, you really dare to agree." There are only two months left before the opening of the Vast Sea Secret Realm. In such a short time, it was only enough to study the "Beginner's Dao" with myself.
But he had confidence in the formation of Changchun Peak. As long as the two apprentices stayed in the peak, they should be safe.
Ji Xiao replied, "I didn't say it casually."
Meng Xueli: "Okay, then study it seriously. I have already memorized this book by heart. I hope you will teach you Junior Brother Yu like me in the future. The first volume of "Beginning of the Dao", "The Beginning of Heaven and Earth, the Evolution of the Three Realms", Come, read this paragraph with me…”
Ji Xiao was originally patient and listened to his lectures, but on second thought, this may not be a bad thing. The book was written in a previous life by myself. It was the first time I compiled a book, and the writing was not good enough. I didn't have time to write down the new insights after the rework.
He began to inspire new thinking of the little Taoist companions through questions and discussions.
Meng Xueli often felt embarrassed: "I haven't thought about your question before. I'll tell you when I think about it at night."
The two lived next door, separated only by a low courtyard wall.
Meng Xueli returned from the Taolin Tea Banquet during the day, and sat on the ridge of the roof at night, resting his cheek with one hand, and bit the pen in deep thought.
Ji Xiao stood on the roof next door and looked at him.
The moonlight is like water, coating the little Taoist companion with a layer of clear light. Ji Xiao thought to himself, this body is well-shaped, with delicate bones and well-proportioned flesh.
Meng Xueli's voice passed through Ye Feng and shouted from a distance, "Hey, you don't sleep at night, what are you looking at?"
"You look good." Ji Xiao answered honestly and loudly.
Meng Xueli was stunned, and subconsciously wanted to touch the back of his neck: "Nonsense." He jumped off the roof and disappeared.
After more than ten days like this, Meng Xueli thought he was a master, racking his brains to answer questions for his apprentices, but he didn't even realize that he was being tested and guided.
…
After Meng Xueli broke through the state of concentration, Yu Qishu felt distressed that the viewing platform had been destroyed, and waved a shovel planting peach blossoms in Changchun Peak, filling in the ravines on the meadow.
He missed the shock when he saw it for the first time. This is also where he heard Meng Xueli and Ji Xiao's argument, and vaguely enlightened.
"Oh, my grass!"
Fortunately, the climate in the peak is suitable, and within three days, a layer of fine and tender grass buds grows on the ground.
Yu Qishu was full of a sense of accomplishment, and asked Meng Xueli to fight him again. He admits that he has been practicing diligently recently, and wants to test whether he has made progress.
Meng Xueli was about to agree, but Ji Xiao said, "How about going to fight with Master after you beat me?"
Yu Qishu asked: "Still not using the real essence, but only dismantling the style of the moves?"
Ji Xiao nodded: "Yes."
Meng Xueli: "It's good for you two to learn from each other." If I suppress it unilaterally, people will not feel progress.
Yu Qishu thought for a while, Xiao Tingyun's cultivation talent was far better than his, but he was weak and suffering from cough. It was only after coming to Changchun Peak that I got better, and I didn’t cough much. Now that my body is strong and strong, I am definitely not as good as myself.
Anyway, I don't need True Yuan, I can't beat Sword Sovereign Dao Companion, can I beat you
He thought happily: "No problem. When you lose, can you call me Senior Brother in private?"
Ji Xiao thought to himself that the young man's idea was quite bold, and he added a 'big' in front of his senior brother, even Hu Si's senior brother did it. Couldn't help but smile: "It's easy."
The two hit it off.
Meng Xueli watched them walk away with relief. Not long after, Ji Xiao came back.
"do not fight?"
Ji Xiao: "It's over. He wants to be quiet."
Meng Xueli didn't react.
Ji Xiao said with a smile: "I will accompany the younger brother in the future, so I don't have to worry about the master."
Yu Qishu returned to the attic from the viewing platform, and urgently needed to recover from her injury and collapse. The money mouse on the windowsill jumped into his arms, he stretched out his hand, caught it easily, and rubbed it twice.
Today, he finally realized that with his fighting power, he could only beat Xiaohuai, a passer-by in Changchun Peak.
The rubbed hair of the money rat was messy: "Squeak?"
Yu Qishu raised the mouse and sighed: "You live really easily, you don't need to think about how much difference there is between ordinary people and geniuses, and you don't need to think about the meaning of ordinary people's practice, just eat, sleep and sleep, and you will look good. White and fat."
The money rat tilted his head and rubbed his fingertips.
Since then, Yu Qishu has become more and more diligent, her muscles and bones are sore and weak, and she is extremely tired from practicing the exercises every day. Just feel a little comfort by rubbing the money mouse.
The money rat raised by Meng Xueli feeds on fallen peach blossoms, and has a clean nature, so he will go to the stream to clean up his hair. Meng Xueli just visited occasionally to see if any of the mice were sick.
This morning, Meng Xueli picked up one from the hay nest: "What's the matter with you, you're a little bald?"
He brushed the mouse's fur, and the whole mouse had an unfamiliar smell other than him.
Meng Xueli held the mouse and ran to the observation deck angrily.
It happened that the two apprentices had just finished their battle this morning. To be precise, Ji Xiao ended this morning's instruction.
Meng Xueli raised the rat: "Xiaohuai is less courageous than a rat, so it can't be him. The two of you are left, who's going to slap the rat's hair behind my back?"
Ji Xiao looked at Yu Qishu, who looked up at the sky.
"No one admits it?" Meng Xueli bent over and released his hand: "Go ahead."
The money rat happily ran towards Yu Qishu, grabbed the hem of his clothes with his paws, and climbed up the top of his boots. Yu Qishu embarrassed and put the mouse into her arms.
Meng Xueli sneered: "The truth has come out." He said with a heartache, "There are seven in a litter, you change one every day, and you catch a ruthless one? Look, it's all bald!"
Yu Qishu lowered her head in shame, facing the round mouse eyes.
"Xueli." Ji Xiao called out in a low voice.
Ji Xiao has made great progress in recent days, and has even learned the difficult communication method of 'smoothing the field'. Although still tough. He says:
"We still have homework to learn today, the sixth chapter of the first entry."
Meng Xueli thought to himself, yes, as a senior brother, he loves his fellow students. So I stopped talking about Yu Qishu, and I hated the iron to train the money rat: "Can you be a little bit stubborn and still play with him? Wait for the bald hair in the future, it's very ugly, I'm leaving. I don't care about you!"
When he was halfway through, his heart sank, remembering that he was reincarnated as a human, and he was considered bald, even more bald than a rat.
Meng Xueli turned to Xiao Tingyun, and after a while, he couldn't help but ask, "You didn't lie to me when you said that I was good-looking that night?"
Ji Xiao smiled: "It's really nice."
Meng Xueli glared at him: "Be serious."
I thought with joy, I look good even with bald hair.
…
On the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, there is another secular festival.
Meng Xueli had a day off for his apprentices, and the three teachers and apprentices from Changchun Peak went down the mountain together to eat shabu-shabu in Hanmen City.
On major festivals, the restaurant seats are tight. Their table by the window could see the parade of lanterns on the street and the fireworks in the night sky, which was ordered by Qian Yuzhi.
According to Qian Zhenren, Hypericum Blossoms have just started to sell, and the situation is good, but they will sell better after promotion.
Yu Qishu recounted Qian Yuzhi's words: "Some guests are interesting. When they come with friends, it seems a shame to say not to buy them. The next day, they sent the servant Chang Sui and the maid to buy it quietly."
Meng Xueli had money in his pocket, and ordered a table of hard vegetables with his wealth.
The red soup pot is bubbling with white heat, and the rich and spicy taste is tangy.
He said: "The money earned by selling hypericum flowers is not considered Jianzun's inheritance, but we earned it ourselves."
Yu Qishu is cooking mutton: "I earn my own money, so be happy!"
The restaurant was noisy, the table next door was punching loudly, and the huge and brilliant fireworks burst out in the night sky.
Ji Xiao approached Meng Xueli's ear and whispered, "Jianzun's is yours."
Meng Xueli smiled and whispered back to him, "It's yours too."
The three masters and apprentices of Changchun Peak lived such a daily life with little twists and turns.
The cultivation world outside Changchun Peak is like another world.
With the passing of the New Year, the climate on earth is getting warmer, and the 20-year event is coming soon. The news of which disciple broke through, exited the customs, and obtained a powerful weapon one after another from various sects and sects, the atmosphere became increasingly tense.
The blizzard and snow in the Hanshan Mountains are also slightly less than those in the deep winter. The green pine forest in Lunfatang grows new branches, and the cold pond in Jianping melts.
The disciples looked full of anticipation and talked more and more about the secret realm every day.
Meng Xueli was feeding the fish by the pond that day, and the little Daotong came to report the news, saying that the real master invited him to the main hall for a meeting.
According to Hanshan's practice, all Hanshan disciples who are about to rush to the secret realm of the vast sea must come to the main hall to participate in a meeting.
Meng Xueli's two months of leisure is coming to an end.