When the three Hanshan disciples heard that "there are ghosts in the river", they couldn't help but feel complicated. Thinking of what they had done recently, they couldn't help but glance at Meng Xueli.
Their acting skills have improved, and their cheeks are not thick enough, so the word "embarrassment" is written on their faces.
Meng Xueli blinked innocently.
He only robbed storage bags and jade talismans, but never killed anyone. According to the rules, a monk who loses the jade talisman is equivalent to losing the qualification of Dabi, and he can leave the secret realm through the teleportation array tomorrow. How come the saying "Feijian Gorge has in and out"? Thinking about it, the opposite party deliberately exaggerated, trying to scare himself.
Seeing this, Jing Di mistakenly thought that the four of Han Shan really encountered difficulties and needed more people to protect Meng Xueli.
"Since we are going to walk together in the future, we must be familiar with each other. Let's start with this one. This is our team's talisman master."
With a familiar tone, he turned "you and me" into "we" naturally, while beckoning his teammates to introduce themselves.
The captain of his own family was scheming, and his teammates naturally cooperated with him and were warm and friendly to Meng Xueli.
Formation Master: "My name is Liu Jing, the third disciple of the main disciple of the Wuyin Temple, majoring in formation and minoring in deduction."
He has a refined temperament, like a scholar.
Jing Di added: "Junior Brother Liu has been obsessed with researching the 'Spirit Array' recently, and the matter of ghosts and gods is on his lips, please don't take it offense."
Meng Xueli's heart moved slightly: "Is there really a 'soul formation' in this world? Can it attract the souls of the deceased?"
Liu Jing replied: "There will be."
Jing Di turned to the next young man: "This is our team's alchemist named Zheng Mu, a lay disciple of Nanling Temple, who worships under the abbot's door. He is majoring in alchemy and minoring in King Kong Fuhuquan."
Zheng Mu smiled kindly: "I don't dare to do it, only after going through the red dust and the trials and tribulations can I be ordained and become a monk's disciple."
Meng Xueli said with a smile: "The rules of Nanling Temple are indeed like this, and I have heard of it."
After the introduction of the two, the atmosphere became more and more harmonious, and before Jing Di could speak again, a female cultivator with thin eyebrows and almond eyes and peach cheeks took two steps forward: "My name is Song Qianyi, and I am under the tutelage of Songfenggu Qinghe Daozun. If the elders and the three senior brothers Hanshan are still injured, you can let me see."
Meng Xueli: "Thank you for your kindness."
The last rough beast master said: "My name is Xu Sanshan, and I am under the tutelage of the sect master of Beiming Mountain's Beast Control Sect. This white tiger is my natural beast!"
The fierce tiger beside him was tall, with snow-white fur, gray patterns, and bright golden pupils. He looked majestic.
Meng Xueli: "It's so beautiful."
Bai Hu turned his head and sniffed Meng Xueli.
Xu Sanshan couldn't help but be proud: "Elder Meng, don't be afraid, this tiger is very human, I will let it carry the elders for a ride!"
Meng Xueli reached out to touch it, and Bai Hu whimpered and lowered his head, but he took two steps back abruptly, avoiding his touch.
Xu Sanshan felt very embarrassed, and leaned into the tiger's ear: "My dear, what's the matter with you?"
Meng Xueli smiled understandingly: "It doesn't matter if it doesn't want to, it doesn't matter."
They stretched out their hands and didn’t hit the smiling face. Although the three disciples of Hanshan were still very wary of Jing Di, they thought that the surname Jing would be diligent and would be either a traitor or a thief, but they had a slight fondness for the other four. Beastmaster is straightforward.
Especially Junior Sister Song of Songfeng Valley, who looks gentle and quiet, how can she mix with people like Jing Di.
No wonder their attitudes changed so quickly, most swordsmen's ideals in life, in addition to proving the Way, is to find a gentle medical practitioner.
Jing Di knew that the three of Han Shan did not trust him, so she took the lead and got busy in order to show their sincerity. The five-person team went deep into the jungle, cut down thick green bamboo, and tied it into a huge bamboo raft.
Everyone boarded the bamboo raft and sat on the ground. With a sword energy, Jing Di sent the bamboo raft into the surging river.
Feijian Gorge is deep and twisty, and the water is turbulent, but the bamboo raft is protected by a formation, and it rides the wind and waves all the way, smoothly and smoothly. Everyone on the raft did not touch the water.
"With our protection, Elder Meng doesn't have to worry about safety. Let's go down the river on a bamboo raft and take the waterway to the central city, so that Elder Meng can enjoy the wonderful scenery on both sides of the strait. Feijian Gorge is nothing to worry about. We waited for Yunyan Gorge with the most beautiful scenery. , I'll take Elder Meng across the river again." Jing Di said it very easily, while taking out the wine jar that he carried with him, "The beautiful scenery of the good time, accompanied by good wine, Elder Meng should come to the secret land of the vast sea for a spring tour. Wouldn't it be fun?"
Meng Xueli smiled: "Thank you for your kindness. My wine is not good, so I have no luck."
Jing Di did not insist: "Then let's chat. The first three fellow Daoists misunderstood me a lot, so I just took this opportunity to let go of the past and get to know each other again."
Jing Di's teammates rolled their eyes. They knew that the captain didn't really want to explain to the three of Han Shan, but they were afraid that Meng Xueli would have a bad impression of him. It would be unrealistic to talk about finding a place to sit down, drinking, watching the scenery, and talking about romantic affairs. That’s why we came up with this bamboo raft trick.
Song Qianyi glanced at Meng Xueli sympathetically.
The three of Han Shan also looked at Jing Di sympathetically.
Zhang Suyuan said: "Elder Meng, if you take action, Jing Di will definitely not be able to run. But what about his teammates?"
Meng Xueli was also a little unsure: "The people who were robbed by us a few days ago were all malicious people who saw the storage bag around my waist. But this time, these people didn't look at my storage bag. Just look at my face. If they really want to protect us and we take revenge, that's broken..."
He Ming: "Actually, I don't think Junior Sister Song is like a bad person. She may have been deceived by Jing Di."
Li Wei said anxiously, "But Jing Di can't help but be tidy!"
Meng Xueli: "Let me test it out. If they really have bad intentions, they will definitely show their guilt."
"Okay, let's listen to the elders!"
On the bamboo raft, the two sides of the raft have different thoughts, but they are strangely harmonious.
Jing Di thought that Meng Xueli joined Sword Master at the age of sixteen, and he had not been out of Changchun Peak for three years. He must know little about the outside world and was full of curiosity, so he started from the secret realm, combined with his own experience, and talked about all kinds of wonders in the Three Realms. Sight, anecdote.
He traveled everywhere, was well-informed, and talked witty and humorous, and everyone gradually became fascinated by it.
Meng Xueli also seemed to listen carefully, nodding and smiling from time to time, and when the atmosphere was just right, he intentionally quoted:
"I heard that you used a sword to buy wine before. It's very interesting to think about it. Can you borrow a sword to see it?"
Jing Di was startled: "Do you want to see my sword?"
"Can't you see it?"
Jing Di laughed. It turned out that Meng Xueli didn't understand what it meant to see a sword repairer's sword. He took out the long sword without hesitation: "This thing is sharp, be careful not to hurt you."
"Zheng!"
Meng Xueli drew his sword and unsheathed it, and a bright sword light shone between his brows: "This is the 'Ice Mirror Jade Wheel'? It really is an extraordinary weapon!"
For some reason, Jing Di felt a chill in his heart when he saw him holding the sword in his hand.
This sense of disobedience and danger soon disappeared, and Meng Xueli returned the long sword to him.
The animal master suddenly asked: "Speaking of divine weapons, what exactly is the 'rain-weary, wind-weary' that the realm master said, I'm really curious!"
The alchemist said: "Or they are not magic weapons, but exercises?"
Meng Xueli secretly scolded Hu Si and said calmly, "It's the realm master who misunderstood, 'rain-weary, wind-weary', I really haven't seen it, and even before entering the secret realm, I haven't heard of it at all."
Everyone looked disappointed. But after hearing Meng Xueli's words, he said, "However, my Taoist companion does have a magical weapon that has been handed down from generation to generation. This Qimen weapon, the famous work of 'Baiyin Baidai', was specially made for me by him."
Array Master Liu Jing said: "'Time and Century' matches 'Early Void', time and space really match. I don't know where it is now?"
Meng Xueli smiled, summoned a spear, and the silver light flickered between his hands. He patiently showed the many changes of 'Times EMI', and finally handed it to Jing Di.
The three of Hanshan looked at each other, tacitly understanding. The fate of the five people on the opposite side depends on this time.
Jing Di and the others held the Raid Soldiers in their hands to examine them, and circulated them one by one. They were amazed, and they felt that Meng Xueli was naive and ignorant of others, and secretly transmitted messages to each other.
The animal master Xu Sanshan said: "The rare soldier left by Jianzun is unparalleled in the world, is this a big treasure? Jing Di, if you have a conscience, don't lie to people's feelings, just deceive this treasure, let's go this time. Even if it's back!"
Jing Di smiled indifferently: "You are not a martial arts practitioner, you don't understand these things. The more weapons you can change, the better. The way of martial arts lies in your specialization. One kind of swordsmanship is practiced thousands of times before you can barely get started. See you. Have you ever been able to practice long sticks, spears, double swords, and hidden weapon darts at the same time? Even if you have practiced all of them, can you use them in actual combat?"
The other four listened and felt that they were right.
Jing Di: "That's why this strange weapon is flexible and changeable, but it's flashy and can only scare the layman. It should be a gadget that Jianzun made casually to make Dao Companions happy. It's not really a treasure."
"Youdao is 'useless is the rarest', and being willing to spend time doing useless things just proves that Meng Xueli and Jian Zun have a strong friendship." Song Qianyi gloated, "Your chances are not high, right?"
"I just like to face adversity!" Jing Di thought to himself, "Abducting Jianzun's widow, tsk, is particularly satisfying to conquer and has a sense of accomplishment. After Jianzun died, the 'spring faded' in Changchun Peak, and he was alone in the long night. Tossing and turning, don't you feel lonely?"
Xu Sanshan shook his head: "To be honest, the moral bottom line of my spirit beast is higher than yours."
After the five-member team finished the sound transmission, Jing Di returned the 'Times Path' to Meng Xueli with a sincere smile: "Hurry up and put away such a precious thing!"
Meng Xueli frowned slightly.
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Cold Mountain.
Changchun Peak, the moonlight is like water, and the night is quiet.
Yu Qishu played twenty arenas in a row during the day, but she had no joy of victory. When she returned to the bamboo building by the river, she fell asleep on the bed and slept with the money mouse in her arms.
He knew that Xiao Tingyun was going to retreat tonight and would not see each other in the next three months. But he was so tired that he couldn't lift a finger, so he didn't have the strength to wish the other party a smooth retreat.
After Meng Xueli left Changchun Peak, everything was the same as before. The warm air is still sweet, the peach blossoms are still brilliant, and the koi in the pond have grown an inch.
When Meng Xueli was there, he often lay on the soft couch by the pond and chatted with the koi. The koi shook its head and waved its tail, splashing crystal water, as if it really understood.
However, at this moment, Xiao Tingyun was standing by the pool. The koi dived to the bottom of the pond, and there was no wave on the water surface, and a crescent moon was completely reflected.
He said: "I'm going on a trip. Take a good look at home."
The wind is still and the water is deep, and all sounds are silent.