At this time, several monks in the hall were all direct disciples of the two factions. They were all in the Hanshan ancestral hall that day and witnessed Meng Xueli's mourning and weeping with his own eyes.
Everyone, speak to me, tell the young man about Ji Xiao Dao Companion.
Some people say that Meng Xueli has a strong temperament, deep love and righteousness, and some people say that he is too naive.
The young man listened in silence, and finally said softly, "Nonsense."
His voice was hoarse because of his coughing, and when others saw him speak, they couldn't hear the words clearly.
Wujin fell to the west, and the sunset glowed from the window. The young man sat in the pale golden twilight, not knowing what to think, his pale face flushed slightly.
He is Ji Xiao.
Ji Xiao experienced life and death disasters, and his Dharma body was completely destroyed. He had to go out of his body, travel thousands of miles at night, find a young man who was about to die, and be reborn.
Decent monks practice the method of seizing their homes. They must find people who are dying who have no relatives or friends, and whose breath is about to be cut off. This body matched his eight characters, and he was terminally ill, and that night had been exhausted, so it was just right. But his soul is too strong, and his weak body is hard to bear, just like a sharp blade in a fragile glazed scabbard, it is inevitable to bump.
Ji Xiao used the power of the soul to purify the body and create the body of the sword spirit, just like polishing a sword. The pain is still unbearable to this day. His heart was like a knife, and he couldn't help coughing.
But compared to unconscious death, suffering from pain is a unique experience of life.
Everyone was still talking about Meng Xueli.
Seeing that everyone was chatting, Zhang Suyuan couldn't hold back, so he had to take the initiative to bring the topic back:
"These have nothing to do with you, just listen to it, you will definitely not worship Changchun Peak. There are five peaks in Hanshan, and all the peak masters are strong in the Mahayana realm. I heard that this year's real master intends to accept apprentices, maybe you Can become the head of the family."
He patted the boy on the shoulder and joked: "It would be better if you catch up with the elder Taishang to go out and accept apprentices. We will all call you 'Uncle Master' in the future."
In fact, according to the rules, before entering the inner gate of Hanshan, you have to pass the examination of the Law School. Peak masters do not only accept apprentices based on their qualifications. But now that Mingyue Lake was staring at him, he worked hard to draw a big cake, trying to deepen the boy's goodwill towards Hanshan.
Li Wei continued: "Even if we don't go to the main peak, our Chongyu Peak is also very good. Don't you admire the real person Jixiao the most? My master and Jianzun have a very good relationship! In the main hall of our peak, there is Jianzun's calligraphy hanging on it. After you come, you can look at it every day. That is really a good word, two good poems - an inch of heart is a thousand miles away, and the clouds and mountains are so heavy. Sword book, sword book, what… "
He was talking about being excited, but his voice suddenly weakened. He just regretted that he had not been to the main hall a few times, but he forgot the second half of the sentence. Under the gaze of everyone in Mingyue Lake, his face flushed red.
"The sword has no intention, the action is up to me." Ji Xiao made a clearance for him.
"Yes, yes!" Li Wei was startled: "How do you know?"
"… heard about it."
"I can hear this, it proves that you and my faction have a good relationship, so you should be a disciple of Hanshan!"
Ji Xiao thought helplessly, those two poems were really not written by me.
Your master imitated my handwriting and stole my seal, but he is young and I don't care about him...
Thinking about it, I couldn't help but cough.
Jing Di saw that the young man was so familiar with Hanshan's poems and recited them that he did not have the possibility of switching to Mingyue Lake. The entanglement was useless, but it hurt his face. Friends are in a hurry, so don’t pass by.”
The three of Han Shan wished that Mingyue Lake would disappear in an instant, for fear that they would stay for a while longer, and they would conjure up a 'gentle and beautiful senior sister' to abduct the ignorant young man.
The reclaimer finally raised his eyebrows, and the Hanshan cultivator smiled brightly.
"Jing Daoyou leave or not, see you by fate!"
Jing Di was not angry, and walked to the door with a group of disciples. She turned around and smiled: "There is no need for fate, we will meet naturally in the secret realm of the vast sea. Let's see next spring, where the beginning of the sky and the boundless will return—"
As soon as the voice fell, the figure had already left.
Li Wei and He Ming clapped the table angrily.
Zhang Suyuan disagreed, turned his head and smiled at the young man: "I've been in a hurry these days, it's been hard for you. If you're too tired, don't hold back. We can rest in the town for the night."
Ji Xiao shook his head: "It's not hard. Let's go back to the mountain as soon as possible."
After the three listened, they thought to themselves that this young man was frail, he ran with them all the way, slept in the wind, and never complained. With excellent qualifications and tenacity, the future is limitless.
Fortunately, Mingyue Lake came back without success.
…
Ji Xiao didn't know that he was being thanked. He listened to others talking about the sword he used, the secret realm he opened, and the Taoist companion in his peak. He just felt like he was listening to a story.
It's a big dream, it's all empty, and it's all over again.
But his nominal Taoist companion, Meng Xueli, seemed to be a little off.
He left Chukong Wuyajian in Changchun Peak to hold the battle. As long as Meng Xueli was not at Changchun Peak, no one could hurt him.
Why do you have to make up a set of 'last wishes' speeches in the ancestral hall, you have to go to the secret realm of the vast sea...
Did someone persecute him? Or was someone bullying him
Ji Xiao flashed many images in his mind. He saw Meng Xueli lost the protection of the 'Eternal Changchun' formation. He shivered and shrank into a ball in the wind and snow. He saw Meng Xueli being driven out of Hanshan. , hatred in the world to kill.
His attitude towards Meng Xueli was more complicated. He was afraid that others would bully Dao Companion, and he was also afraid that Dao Companion would bully others.
Other friars view union as a life event. However, during Ji Xiao's long monastic career, Meng Xueli only occupied one-thousandth of his mind—
When Lu encounters a dying monster, he feels sympathy and rescues him easily. Very simple, one thousandth is enough.
There are so many more complicated things in the world, until the dharma body is completely destroyed, he believes that he has done his best to the sect, and he has no shame in the world.
But what about Meng Xueli
In the past, he promised to protect him for a lifetime of peace, food and clothing.
It's natural to be ashamed of making a promise, but failing to keep it.
So that one thousandth became a variable.
Ji Xiao walked under the deserted sunset, thinking of the day he first met Meng Xueli.
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ps: An inch of a thousand miles of clouds and mountains of thousands of weights comes from "Fish Swimming in Spring Water" in the Song Dynasty