"A dead person can't be resurrected." Jing Di seemed to realize that her previous words were too straightforward to hurt people. There was no way. The truth always hurts people. .
He added as if to make amends, "My condolences."
In the darkness, Ji Xiao pulled Meng Xueli by one wrist, but did not hold the other, so Meng Xueli jumped on the spot and slapped Jing Di on the forehead: "My fucking grief!"
This palm used 80% of the strength, Jing Di only felt a pain in the skull, a burst of dizziness hit, the world was spinning, and the ears were buzzing.
Since Ji Xiao's death, many people have said this kind of thing, most of them are not malicious, they are just pure comfort, Meng Xueli listens to it almost every day. On the surface, he seemed to nod his head in agreement, but his heart was still full of anger.
He used to tell Yu Qishu that there was a special feeling between the Taoist companions. He felt that the real person Ji Xiao was not dead and was still by his side. Yu Qishu thought he was hallucinating too much, and was scared to cry. So he didn't say anything, just listened to others say "condolences".
He had heard enough and endured enough today, and all his emotions burst out: "What the hell am I sorry for!"
Meng Xueli: "You need to see people in life, and you need to see corpses in death, do you understand? Don't say he died in a place outside the realm, even if he falls into the fire and is burned to ashes, and the ashes float into the South China Sea, I will steam it dry. Sea water, refining a handful of his ashes. I didn't see it with my own eyes, who would dare to say that he died?!"
Jing Di held her head in her hands, dizzy and dizzy, and she was as silent as a cicada.
Ji Xiao held Meng Xueli in his arms and patted his trembling back lightly: "Okay, okay."
Ji Xiao said to Jing Di, who was frightened and silly: "You go out first. Don't be beaten again."
His expression was indifferent, he could not see joy or anger, but inexplicably showed majesty.
Jing Di was hit by Meng Xueli, and then looked at Xiao Tingyun coldly, knowing that the scene had come to this point, today's confession was a complete failure, and it would be useless to say more. He went out holding his head.
Not far from the cave, the four people sitting on the ground saw the captain's figure.
Liu Jing: "Come out, come out!"
Zheng Mu: "Amitabha, was he really beaten?"
Jing Di's face was decadent, and she felt a chill down her spine. She rubbed her forehead and said to the doctor, "I'm still dizzy, please help me to see if the Heavenly Spirit Cover is broken?"
Xu Sanshan: "Hahaha, Elder Meng is very sturdy. I thought he would slap you at most, either on the left or the right. It turns out that he greeted you right away!"
Song Qianyi was still angry, and still left them with an angry back: "It can't be cured, go home and die!"
…
In Ji Xiao's heart, it doesn't make much sense to care about the younger generation.
Even if Jing Di's master Yun Xuzi came today, he would not be too lazy to say a few words. If Jing Di's uncle Gui Qingzhen was here, the two sides would have the possibility to have an equal dialogue and sit down to reason.
Ji Xiao believes that he saved Meng Xueli's life at the beginning, and asked Meng Xueli to dedicate his life instead of repaying the favor. The latter is free, independent, not his property. Meng Xueli can grow flowers and fish on Changchun Peak, or go down the mountain to see the world of flowers.
Jing Di is right about one thing, after the death of a Taoist companion, everyone has the right to make a new choice and start a new life. Therefore, he was willing to listen to Jing Di's words, consider whether the other party was sincere, and was also afraid that Meng Xueli would be deceived.
But since Meng Xueli was unwilling to listen, then Meng Xueli's wishes should come first.
At this moment, Ji Xiao patted Xiao Dao Companion's thin back, thinking to himself, but I seem to have screwed up again.
"He's gone, don't be angry." Ji Xiao lacked experience in dealing with this situation and was quite at a loss.
"I'm not angry at his words and deeds, I care about something with the young man. I'm angry at him for disrespecting Ji Xiao! He thinks that Jianzun is dead, the era of Jianzun's 'invincibility' has passed, and the mountain on his head has finally moved. open… "
Meng Xueli's voice came from Ji Xiao's arms, and it sounded dull: "I know that many people don't say it, and they think the same way. Because they don't understand the real person Ji Xiao at all."
Meng Xueli gradually calmed down, feeling that it was really shameful for his apprentice to comfort him when he saw the absurd things just now.
He looked up at Xiao Tingyun with mixed feelings: "But Tingyun, you are different from them, you must understand Jian Zun. The order he established is not necessarily the best, but he sincerely wants to change the world. it is good.
"In the past, the human world was similar to the demon world and the demon world. The weak and the strong preyed on the weak. The strong people of each faction went their separate ways. They fought fiercely to snatch the cultivation resources and brought disaster to mortals... Your generation has never seen that kind of world. You grew up in Taiping years. How precious is 'order'.
"With order, there will be more choices, and with rules, there will be freedom. For example, the money shopkeeper doesn't like to practice swords, but he can also do business safely.
"I say this, not because these words sound righteous, and this stance seems superior, but because it is really beneficial to each of us. You are innate sword spirit, extremely talented, and you don't have to worry about your future. But If one day in the future, your relatives, friends, and apprentices in the practice world are unwilling to practice and want to choose a path other than practice, do you also hope that the world will be more tolerant to them and make them more dignified?"
In the eyes of others, Ji Xiao is a dictator who makes rules. In Meng Xueli's eyes, Ji Xiao is a great figure who changed the world.
Meng Xueli's eyes focused, Ji Xiao was silent for a moment after listening, and smiled:
"Having you speak for him like this, he won't waste his search until he dies. In fact, he is not as good as you are."
Every time he thought Meng Xueli was cute, Meng Xueli would stretch out the pads of his little paws and scratch the softest part of his heart.
Meng Xueli was not happy to hear: "He has! You will understand when you grow up."
Ji Xiao had to reason with him patiently: "You think that Ji Xiao has done good deeds, but it's actually very dangerous. If he deviates from his original intention one day, the whole world will suffer. What he really wants to do is to use the approval of most people and the right to it. The favorable rules of the world replace someone's words. Even his own words."
Meng Xueli thought for a while: "Perhaps you have a point, but I don't accept it. He will never deviate from his original intention. In this world and the entire Three Realms, anyone can doubt him or understand him, but you and I cannot. Forget it this time, if you say he is not good enough in the future, I will punish you with the rules of the teacher."
Ji Xiao couldn't help laughing and crying: "Changchun Peak's rules?" Where does Changchun Peak come from
"Adhering to the rules of the Ji party, I will punish you for writing a thousand-word article praising the real person Ji Xiao!"
As Meng Xueli spoke, he took out a few pages of paper full of handwriting from his wide sleeves, and flipped through it in the light of "Baiyin Baidai".
Ji Xiao was slightly startled: "You still keep this?"
Meng Xueli cleared his throat: "Cough!"
Ji Xiao was helpless: "Don't read, don't read, I know I'm wrong."
Meng Xueli smiled and took the paper back: "I will listen to Master's words in the future."
In the past at the Law School, Xiao Tingyun wrote a thousand-word article when he joined the party, and he kept it close to him.
The cave was dark and quiet, the moon shadow moved westward, and a short inch of silver moonlight shone on the entrance of the cave, like a puddle of water.
Meng Xueli: "The secret realm is dangerous. After dawn, I'd better send you away."
Ji Xiao: "Where is it not dangerous? You are here, I don't trust you, I'm outside, you don't trust me. Let's stay together."
Meng Xueli thought about it, too. When he was as old as Xiao Tingyun, he had already begun to die, and the blood shadows were rushing to grab territory. How to grow without going through danger
He recently instructed three nephews and nephews to fight, and he found out a little educational experience, which he applied to his apprentices. It makes no sense to teach a good teacher and nephew, but to teach a bad apprentice.
They talked a lot tonight, and Meng Xueli felt that the relationship between the two was closer:
"It's not impossible for you to stay. But you must follow me closely."
Ji Xiao nodded, and took out a handful of pine nuts from the storage bag.
Meng Xueli asked in surprise, "How much did you bring?"
Ji Xiao: "Enough to eat for three months. Eat a little and rest. I'll call you at dawn."
Meng Xueli experienced a fierce battle this morning, a catastrophic confession in the evening, and said a lot late at night. His emotions were violent, and he was indeed a little tired.
The two sat together with their backs against the stone wall. He had eaten pine nuts, extinguished the "Baiyin Baidai", closed his eyes and sounded sleepy.
Ji Xiao knew that he was still vigilant, and if there was any movement, he would definitely be alarmed immediately.
In the outside world, Xiao Tingyun is a new disciple of Hanshan. He entered the Dao soon, and although he entered the realm quickly, his cultivation was still not enough to compare with a real big man.
However, the secret realm is a space of its own and operates independently. In the secret realm, Ji Xiao has a certain degree of control over this place, and can borrow the power of the secret realm space to operate, just like the saints borrow the power of heaven and earth to use magical means.
He came here, one for Meng Xueli, and the other for borrowing.
The moon traveled through the clouds, and moved a little westward, and the silver brilliance fell into the hole, illuminating half of Meng Xueli's face. Ji Xiao thought to himself, it's really pretty. This figure is well-shaped, never get tired of seeing it.
As for tonight's conversation, Meng Xueli said that Ji Xiao would never deviate from his heart.
Ji Xiao himself never dared to think like this.
"Beginning with no boundaries" was forged by the joint efforts of the six sects, and it is a magic weapon achieved by the power of the entire human world. When the demons invaded and the wind and rain were shaky, the six factions offered him their swords and asked him to hold the sword to guard the world.
Before this sword was born, Ji Xiao also had a sword, whose reputation was far less loud than that of "Early Void", and few people mentioned it, because it was a wooden sword.
This was a long time ago, Ji Xiao's master was still alive, and Hu Si had not left Hanshan.
Hu Si had a small success in the way of refining tools at the beginning, so he used the Nanhai Phoenix Sacred Wood to refine a wooden sword and gave it to Ji Xiao. Mujian's famous work "Frightening the Wind and Rain", but it is calm and upright, solemn and peaceful, and lacks murderousness.
Ji Xiao has used the wooden sword for many years until he has "the beginning of nothingness".
That year, when the divine soldier was born, Ji Xiao became famous and was worshipped as a god in the world, and his master's life span was about to end.
The master said to Ji Xiao:
"When Taiheng was young, he came to the Hanshan Sword Sect from the Zhou family in Huai Shui. He had many ideas, and he wanted to change Hanshan and the world of practice. Later, he became the Supreme Elder, and the entire family behind him was supported by him, and every move involved the huge , has gradually become what you see today... I know that you want to do a lot of things, and sometimes the more power you have, the more cautious you must be. Before doing things, you might as well think about it. "
After Master passed away, Ji Xiao meditated for a night and handed the wooden sword to Hu Si:
"This sword is stored with you, and the body of the sword is blessed by my magical powers."
Hu Si: "Leave it to me for self-defense?"
"In the future, if I deviate from my original intention and indulge in the desire for power, you will kill me with this sword!"