Sanjiao murmured in a low voice: "What's the use of saving only one year? To transform into a dragon, I need at least three hundred years..."
Ji Xiao passed them on the cultivation method of breathing out the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, so that the demon power in their bodies was more pure, and they no longer had to eat cannibals and demons to improve their cultivation. The three sea eagles had the hope of "turning into dragons", so they willingly stayed at the bottom of the Changchun Peak Pool for a swim. According to Ji Xiao's estimation, it will take about three hundred years to transform into a dragon. A hundred years is a lifetime for mortals, but it is just a flick of a finger for a big demon.
Da Jiao hates iron for not making steel: "Are you stupid? Seven, seven and forty-nine days can be worth a year. If you say good things to him, if he is willing to help you nurture for ten years, wouldn't it be worth seventy years?! "
Er Jiao: "That's right, it's only a hundred years if you make do with it. You have to pray that the kid will live a hundred years, and don't die early!"
San Jiao pondered for a while: "It makes sense, hehe!"
How can Dajiao make Sanjiao specialize in beauty? I saw the koi spit bubbles at Yu Qishu: "My cultivation base is higher than that of Sanjiao, you can borrow my demon pill next time."
Er Jiao is not far behind: "Mine is fine, I can borrow it if I need it, they are all my brothers, you're welcome."
On the contrary, Yu Qishu scratched his head in embarrassment: "No, no, no need..."
He thought, I am human, you are Jiao, hundreds of years older than me, how can they become brothers
Ji Xiao smiled lightly: "We should go."
Yu Qishu hurriedly followed.
Said to be a short cut, it is indeed a trail between mountains and forests. In the cold mountain in early summer, the sound of insects and birds on the mountainside was as dense as rain. They walked all the way to the main peak before being discovered by the patrolling disciples.
Yu Qishu is now a celebrity in Hanshan, more famous than Xiao Tingyun, who hasn't shown up in months.
The patrolling disciples saluted him from a distance: "Hello, Senior Brother Yu, is Senior Brother Yu coming to visit the real master? I'll report it right away."
Yu Qishu turned sideways to avoid them, and returned the salute to them: "I don't dare to be, it's Junior Brother Yu. Senior Brother You Lao."
Not long after, the disciple who passed the message came back: "Senior Brother Yu, the Sect Master asks you to talk to the side hall."
When the two walked away, the patrolling disciple sighed, "Senior Brother Yu is still so humble!"
Another person said: "The one next to him, who is the junior brother, I look familiar..."
There are only a few disciples of the right age who go to the secret realm of Hanhai. Yu Qishu has left a humble and polite impression in the hearts of most of Hanshan's disciples.
He was playing Jianping for a winning streak. Others praised him for his outstanding swordsmanship. He remembered that he was beaten by Meng Xueli and Xiao Tingyun and was unable to fight back.
He made a great contribution in the battle of Jingsi Valley, and was favored by the head and the peak masters. He also said that it was not my credit, but the sword. Of course the disciples didn't believe it. Can a sword really control people
Yu Qishu's modesty is very sincere, even with a hint of fear, it is not hypocritical, so it is not annoying, but popular, no one thinks that he is in the limelight and is jealous of him.
At this time, he was walking beside Ji Xiao, excited and anxious, Ji Xiao was much more comfortable than him.
Approaching the side hall, the Taoist boy who was serving the real person in charge came out to greet him: "Two senior brothers, please come in."
Yu Qishu walked a few steps behind Ji Xiao and closed the door of the palace.
The headmaster's injury has not healed, and his face is tired: "Cough, Qi Shu is here."
He sat alone making tea, wrinkled deeply, as if twenty years older.
The hall was lit with soothing incense, and there were only three people left.
Ji Xiao took two steps forward, stood with his hands behind his back, and said lightly, "See Wei, how are you doing recently?"
Hanshan's sect master's name is very small, only the monks who are higher than him, or who are of the same generation as him are called.
The head was startled: "You... Tingyun?" He suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes were like electricity, staring at Ji Xiao, his expression gradually changed from surprise to shock, "No, you..."
He thought of something, but didn't dare to say it, as if he was afraid of being heard by God.
Yu Qishu said in a low voice, "It's not stopping the clouds. The changes in Jingsi Valley, I didn't control the beginning of the sky and boundless boundaries." The unfinished meaning was enough.
The head suddenly stood up: "What are the common names of the five of us?"
Ji Xiao was helpless: "Your name is Zhang Shi, the master of Ziyan Peak, Yuan Ziye, the master of Chongbi Peak, Li Baishu, the master of Yueque Peak, Liu Guangming, and the master of Liulan Peak, Zhao Daze. Master Yixiao Zhenren took it, her master's name is taboo Han Chunguang, as for Li Baishu, he..."
Sect Leader: "It's alright, alright! It's really, it's really you!"
Yu Qishu felt that she knew too much, so she took two steps back, bowed her head and stood aside, leaving space for them.
Ji Xiao: "You can't trust people easily, I can also urge a sword qi."
The real person in charge said repeatedly: "No need!"
He was so excited that he fought back the tears. Ji Xiao patted his shoulder.
The sect master let out a long sigh, as if he was about to spit out his recent misery.
Ji Xiao motioned for him to sit down: "How about outside Hanshan?"
The head sighed slightly: "There are rumors outside, and everything is said."
The two sat opposite each other and talked about business.
Master Jixiao wants to use mirages to guard the secret realm, or guard Hanshan, that's fine. Being able to subdue the big monster and become a spirit beast proves that the human race cultivator is highly capable and shows the prestige of the human race.
For the sake of peace between the human and the demon clan, the real person Ji Xiao will openly marry the demon clan, and it is also possible to unite against the demon clan in the future. This is an expedient measure, Ji Xiao sacrifices personal marriage for the sake of peace in the world.
But Ji Xiao actually joined a demon who hides his identity and pretends to be an adult. Under the deliberate guidance of someone with a heart, this is a bit of an inexplicable conspiracy. It seems that Ji Xiao, who is "invincible on earth", intends to do something behind the back of the human race.
If Ji Xiao is still alive, it can explain the reason. With his prestige before his death, most monks will be convinced. It's a pity that as soon as Ji Xiao left, the dead man couldn't speak, so he could only guess.
Sect Leader: "Tai Heng's bewitching words confuse the public, Mingyue Lake has a deep conspiracy!"
Ji Xiao: "It's not a big problem."
The sect master thought for a second, indeed, Hanshan does not lack the great power of Zhenshan, and Ji Xiao is there; Hanshan has no shortage of outstanding juniors, and young disciples like Cui Jing and Yu Qishu are growing up, so why worry too much
What Hanshan lacks is only time. The longer this period of stability, the better for Hanshan.
The head suddenly looked at Yu Qishu: "This son is very useful!"
Yu Qishu was stunned for a moment, and almost jumped up in fright: "Don't dare!"
Ji Xiao smiled.
Seeing him smiling, the headmaster felt that Ji Xiao had changed. After reincarnation and rebuilding, it became more popular, no longer like the golden lacquer statue on the offering table.
Or someone or something changed him.
This conversation took a long time, and it was sunset before the two left.
The head said solemnly: "I have a question. I have been very distressed recently. Please clarify my doubts."
Ji Xiao seemed to know that he was in a dilemma, and asked his junior Yu Qishu to leave first: "But it doesn't matter."
"Back then, there were so many talented people in Hanshan, why did you help me to be the head?"
Since the Jingsi Valley Incident, Jian Wei has been questioned by Elder Zhou Yi and Tai Heng, and he has been thinking about this issue recently.
Although the peak masters consoled him: "It's not your fault."
Jian Wei still couldn't think of it, he even thought that if Ji Xiao was still alive, he must ask Ji Xiao why.
"how you said that?"
"The position of the head was passed to me. I failed to carry forward Hanshan. Instead, I caused it to be torn apart. I am incompetent. I am sorry for Hanshan."
After listening to Ji Xiao, he did not euphemistically comfort him, nor did he explain too much, he only said: "To be the head of Hanshan, you don't have to be resourceful and scheming, you don't have to have a deep cultivation base, it is enough to have a pure heart and the overall situation of the sect as the most important thing in everything. See Wei, change someone else to be the head, far better than you!"
Seeing the real person Wei was stunned for a long time, with tears in his eyes.
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Meng Xueli ate the vinegar of the mirage beast, put his anger on Ji Xiao, and simply changed his outfit, put on the black cloak he got in the secret realm to hide his figure, and went down the mountain to find Qian Yuzhi.
In order to prove that he is safe and sound, there is still a master in the private library of Jianzun. Now it can't be said to be "heritage", it should be property.
Hanmen City is still full of traffic, and people come and go.
Many loose cultivators on the street were wearing black cloaks, and Meng Xueli's attire could not be seen when mixed in with the crowd.
Meng Xueli approached "Hengtong Juyuan" and asked the man to take him to see Zhenren Qian. He was also preparing to prove his identity, but he was immediately led upstairs by the big shopkeeper.
It turned out that Qingdai and others came to "Hengtong Juyuan" to prepare for the loose cultivator alliance a while ago. The business was too big to finish the discussion, so they made an appointment to talk about it for the last time today.
The shopkeeper saw that he was dressed as a loose cultivator, and reported Qian Zhenzhen's name, thinking that he was from Qingdai.
Qian Yuzhi is looking at the ledger before the case: "Miss Qing, you are early."
Meng Xueli took off his cloak and hood: "Zhenzhen Qian, how's business going recently?"
Qian Yuzhi was slightly startled when he saw him, but he was not surprised, and got up to greet him: "Elder Meng, if you don't die, you will have good luck!"
Meng Xueli smiled: "I'm used to remodeling in the secret realm. This body looks like a loose cultivator, not a girl."
Qian Yuzhi poured tea for him as an apology: "Fortunately, you are wearing a black cloak, and there are many people in the poor city, and the situation has been complicated recently..."
The two hadn't seen each other for a long time. First, they talked about the betrayal of the mountain by the elders of Taishang and the conspiracy in the secret realm of Mingyue Lake. After exchanging news, Meng Xueli felt a little heavy. But not despair, Ji Xiao is still there, and he can still practice, he has infinite hope.
He didn't mention Ji Xiao's rebirth, if Ji Xiao was willing, he would naturally come to see Qian Yuzhi.
Qian Yuzhi shook the fan: "My opinion is that you don't show up for the time being, and wait for a suitable time. Oh, yes, there are rumors outside now, don't pay attention to what you hear."
Meng Xueli asked curiously, "Tell me what? I'll listen to it as a pleasure, but it's okay to say it."
Qian Yuzhi saw that he really wanted to read it, so he sent several volumes of market talk books.
The big shopkeeper presented the script and whispered a few words to him.
Qian Yuyi knocked on the folding fan: "Elder Meng, I have an appointment with someone to discuss business today, I'm afraid I will be excused for a while."
Meng Xueli took the script: "You're welcome, Zhenren Qian will be busy first."
Qian Yuzhi left in a hurry. Meng Xueli didn't know that the scattered cultivators in the secret realm who had been fooled by his false names were now next door.
He opened a scroll of words with great interest, and gradually stopped laughing.
Such as "Changchun Ji", "Xue Li Zhuan" and the like, they are really fragrant and exaggerated, and they write him and Ji Xiao like a demon concubine and a tyrant.
Meng Xueli became more and more embarrassed and angry, and his face was red after reading several books. He thought, it's clearly nonsense, the "Meng Xueli" written in it is a song every night, and it's a favorite of Ji Xiao, and it's much better than me.
When he thought of this, his mind was full of Ji Xiao holding a mirage in his arms.
Humans and demons are incompatible, how could Ji Xiao hold a foreign demon? Why should I avoid Ji Xiao and give away the Dao Companion
Meng Xueli put the words in his arms and decided to take action.
When Qian Yuzhi came back, Meng Xueli looked firm: "Zhenzhen Qian, I want to buy a new dress!"
After talking about the business, Qian Yuzhi was full of spring breeze, waved his hand, and called in again. Not long after, there were more than ten wooden altars, hung with all kinds of splendid costumes.
Meng Xueli showed an embarrassed expression.
Qian Yuzhi was accustomed to the various expressions of customers, and said understandingly: "Don't worry, what do you want? There are many more in the store."
In my heart, I thought, these are the latest materials and the best products, but they are far inferior to what Ji Xiao gave to Meng Xueli. I'm afraid that Meng Xueli has been raised with a high vision, and now he doesn't like other clothes at all. So good, how do you think of buying clothes.
Meng Xueli: "You don't need to embroider runes, you don't need to be invulnerable to water and fire, and you don't need to be invulnerable to guns or guns. It's fine to look good."
Qian Yuzhi breathed a sigh of relief: "It's easy."
The "Hengtong Juyuan" store has a great business and has its own embroidery workshop and cloth shop. Qian Yuzhi accompanied Meng Xueli downstairs to choose.
Meng Xueli turned around, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "That's it!"
Qian Yuzhi followed his fingers and his expression became very subtle: "Elder Meng, are you sure?"
Meng Xueli broke his wrist and made up his mind: "Yeah!"
This time, if you don't succeed, you will be successful.
Buy new clothes in the east market, new boots in the west market, belts in the south market, and hairpins in the north market.
When Meng Xueli returned to Changchun Peak, it was dusk, and he saw Yu Qishu talking to the pond. I don't know what he said to the three Jiaojiao, the koi jumped happily, splashing crystal water.
"Xiao Yu, come!"
"Brother Meng! Where did you just go?"
Meng Xueli and Yu Qishu hugged each other: "Xiao Yu, Brother Meng knows that you are a filial apprentice. Master has a big thing to do. How about you leave the peak for two days?"
Yu Qishu was at a loss: "Do you need my help?"
Meng Xueli smiled: "Silly boy, there is no way to help with this kind of thing!"
Yu Qishu scratched her head: "Well, that's fine. Wait, I'm not in the peak, where do I live?"
"'Hengtong Juyuan' is so big, there will never be one less bed for you, right? Think of a way."
Yu Qishu thought it made sense, holding a mouse in her arms and a mirage in her pocket, so she went to find Qian Yuzhi. If possible, Meng Xueli really wanted him to take the three sea eagles with him.
After Yu Qishu left, Meng Xueli turned over the words many times, waiting excitedly for night to fall.
In the middle of the night, Ji Xiao was writing in front of the case, only to hear "tuk-tuk-tuk" three times, and the window was knocked.
The shadow silhouette of the window knocker is projected on the paper window, flickering with the candlelight.
Ji Xiao smiled.
Dare to knock on Ji Xiao's window at night, who else is there except Meng Xueli next door? But he didn't know why Meng Xueli left the front door and didn't leave, but instead wanted to sneak through the window.
Do you have to pay attention to where you go out and come back from there
Ji Xiao opened the window, slightly surprised.
Meng Xueli was different tonight.
His thin lips parted slightly, and a budding peach blossom was lightly held between his teeth. The petals are tenderly adorned with crystal morning dew, just like his cheeks are flying, and his eyes are glowing with water.
No need to look at the dress, this face has the impact of "people's faces are red with peach blossoms".
Under the clear and silvery moonlight, it really looks like a ghostly ghost that confuses readers at night.
Ji Xiao stood up, stretched out his hands, and planned to carry the little Dao Companion in from the window: "Come."
Unexpectedly, Meng Xueli was moved when he saw Ji Xiao, knowing that a good thing had happened, and was overjoyed. He mentioned Zhen Yuan first, jumped into the window, and plunged into the arms of the Taoist companion.
"Cough cough cough." Ji Xiao breathed slightly, took two steps back before standing up, covering his mouth and coughing.
Meng Xueli raised his eyes, and immediately shivered with fright, the peach blossom branch between his teeth fell to the ground with a "click", only to see Ji Xiao's face suddenly white and blood spilling from his lips.
He wiped the corners of Ji Xiao's mouth and apologized frantically: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault!"
Meng Xueli checked Taoist's pulse, "Hey, you clearly haven't recovered yet, why didn't you tell me?"
Ji Xiao waved his hand: "It's okay, just rest for a while."
Meng Xueli bowed his head in shame.
He doesn't want to be human anymore. As a mink, you can at least get into the snow and pretend that nothing happened.
Meng Xueli helped Ji Xiao sit on the bed, patted his back lightly, and remembered to control his strength this time.
Ji Xiao looked at him cautiously and said with a smile: "What are you looking for?"
Meng Xueli muttered, "...I just wanted to see you."
He looked at the candles and pen and paper on the desk. Seeing that the ink was not dry on the paper, he just changed the subject: "What were you writing just now?"
Ji Xiao: "I will write you the second volume of "Beginning in the Dao", "The Heart of Establishing Dao"."
Meng Xueli had nothing to say. The Dao Companion worries about his practice day and night, but he is full of bad ideas, repaying his kindness and revenge, hitting the Dao Companion to vomit blood.
Ji Xiao looked at him carefully, the little daoist dressed up attentively tonight, the black hair was half-pulled and half-laid, and draped softly behind him, his cheeks were slightly flushed, and the real person was more beautiful than the flower.
However, he was wearing a... big red cloak of golden flowers!
The red cloak is embroidered with gold thread, what is it embroidered on? Blue Dragon and White Tiger in front, Suzaku and Xuanwu in the back.
Taking a closer look at the hairpin, it turned out that the majestic Erlong grabbed the pearl, shining brightly under the candlelight.
In the past, Meng Xueli wore a snow-blue brocade jacket with a silver cloak. The style was luxurious, but the color scheme was light and elegant.
Tonight like this... Prestige is prestige, but it's really strange, very strange.
Ji Xiao held back a smile: "Why did you change into new clothes?"
Meng Xueli was originally alert, but at this moment, the atmosphere was embarrassing, and Ji Xiao couldn't make up nonsense.
He said slowly: "The book says that I wear a red gauze with peach blossoms in my mouth. I just thought that it would be cold to wear a gauze, so I'd better wear a cloak. Anyway, it's all red, and it must look better than the gauze."
When Ji Xiao heard him say this, he suddenly became interested, and he had to ask the bottom line: "What is the script? Show me."
Meng Xueli took out a volume of books from his bosom and handed it to him, hoping that Ji Xiao would read it and understand what he was thinking.
Ji Xiao turned a few pages, but smiled. He smiled warmly, as if tolerant of a mischievous child: "Look at this kind of thing less in the future."
Meng Xueli asked carefully, "Aren't you angry?"
Ji Xiao thought that he was referring to the content of the words: "The merits and demerits of the ages, the later generations commented, you don't need to care."
Meng Xueli had no choice but to nod: "Then I'll go back first."
But if it goes on like this, when can you be a "true" Taoist companion
Meng Xueli is worried.
Ji Xiao: "Wait."
Meng Xueli's eyes suddenly brightened, like a lake full of stars.
Ji Xiao stared into his eyes and said gently, "Even if you don't come, I'll go look for you tomorrow, just as you are here tonight, why don't we go together..."
Meng Xueli raised his head expectantly, and even wanted to tiptoe.
Ji Xiao: "Look at the Taoist scriptures."
Like cold water quenching the charcoal fire, the light in Meng Xueli's eyes went out, the corners of his mouth remained in the arc of a smile, but his expression was stiff.
Ji Xiao took Meng Xueli's hand and brought the person to the desk: "Look, this is "The Heart of Li Dao" I wrote for you, do you like it?"
Meng Xueli said blankly, "I like it. I like it very much."
Ji Xiao: "You have already finished "Beginning of the Dao". If you are familiar with this book, you will definitely benefit from it."
The lights flickered, and warm light flooded the room. The two sat and talked and spent a long night together.
The author has something to say: Meng Xueli knocked on the window and appeared: Your little mink suddenly appeared!
Ji Xiao carried a mink into the window: Come in and read!