Han Shan’s Sword Unsheathed

When Meng Xueli spoke to Yu Qishu, he turned sideways and aimed at the people in the back row with Yu Guang.

I thought you were calm. If you do n’t take the initiative to apologize to me, I wo n’t talk to you. Let you know the serious consequences of making the elders angry.

At the end of the morning class, the young disciples chatted around Meng Xueli and gave him snacks. Only Brother Xiao did not move.

Meng Xueli thought, Yu Qishu must be curious about what Xiao Zhiyun Kuangchen read to do, so it is better to wait for Yu Qishu to ask first.

But after a day, Yu Qishu read and wrote seriously, as if he had forgotten about it.

At dusk the school bell rang, and the disciples in the school ran halfway out. Meng Xueli heard the movement behind her, packing paper and pens, and turned back and said coldly:

"What about your thousand-word article?"

Ji Xiao was startled: "Really write?"

Meng Xueli turned his head: "Forget it!" He was originally speechless.

Ji Xiao leaned forward and put one hand on the back of Meng Xueli's chair: "I will write now. Okay?"

He seemed to think of something at last, and lowered his voice: "Yesterday's words and deeds were invisible and unspoken, and Elder Meng was not compensated."

Meng Xueli only felt a hot ear, and subconsciously avoided it, but it was too late, and the earlobe was slightly red.

Yu Qishu discovered that it was wrong: "You quarreled?"

Ji Xiao hurriedly said, "It's my fault."

Yu Qishu gave him a look of ‘you are on the road’. The party leader will not make mistakes. If there is a mistake, it must be the party member's fault.

When Ji Xiao submitted the article, Meng Xueli saw him with a serious attitude and a neat and beautiful handwriting. It should be a famous master who imitated and practiced.

Ji Xiao: "Please elders advise."

Meng Xueli was satisfied, but said on his mouth: "Anyway, my peers' peerless style, you can't write 1 in 10,000, you can barely count you qualified."

He grabbed a handful of pine nuts and placed it on the table of Ji Xiao, unilaterally announcing the end of the cold war.

Ji Xiao covered her mouth and coughed.

Meng Xueli looked at the other person's face and couldn't help laughing, blushing with some pine nuts, really a child.

...

Outside the Fatang, Hanshan's special attention to Jixiao Daolu did not last long.

When night fell and the peaks were lit with lights, a faint moonlight fell quietly, shining on the golden tiles of the main peak palace, the cold lake in Yanjianping, the table near the window of the library building, and the front doors of the caves in the valley.

The moonlight comes from the far south, and is accompanied by the bright west moon, like the twin moons.

Practitioners above the Therav felt terrified when they sensed the drastic changes in the Qi and Qi. Even the mortals of the city looked at the sky, they could not help feeling fear, admiration and so on.

The real moon is in the western sky, and it is not the moonlight but the sword shadow that illuminates the southern night sky.

Tonight, the uncle of Mingyue Lake, the elder of Mingyue Lake, returned to the halal to prove his sanctification.

The celestial phenomena are changing, all night long, the whole world witnesses together.

Mingyue Lake finally saw the bright moon. The Hanshan Sword faction to the north is shrouded in heavy clouds.

The two factions are facing a north-south confrontation.

Nowadays, the elder Taishang of Mingyue Lake is sanctified, but the elder Taishan of Hanshan is still closed, and the two are relatively high. The timing is subtle.

In the early morning of the second day, there was noisy discussion about the Fatang School.

"I heard before that watching the holy sky can figure out the true meaning of the Dao realm and have some insights. But I watched a night yesterday and realized nothing."

"You are stupid, Mingyue Lake is thousands of miles away. The sword and shadow there are all over the sky. When we see it in our eyes, there is only one light. How can this be realized?"

"Qualified people, really sanctified? Isn't that just like Ji Xiao real people?"

Yu Qishu came a little late and was excited: "Do you know, the halal sanctified last night!"

All the disciples were quiet for a moment, and then became lively again.

Yu Qi saw that Brother Xiao was still reading a book, and shocked him at the table: "The sanctuary has been sanctified!"

Ji Xiao put down the scroll and said lightly: "Oh, is it."

That Guiqing was more than five hundred years old, and he would no longer be a saint without sanctification.

Yu Qishu: "Are you surprised by your expression ?!"

Ji Xiao raised her eyebrows slightly, raising her tone hard: "Oh? Really?"

Yu Qishu: "Forget it."

Yu Qishu: "Qualified people will become the new" invincible human beings "."

Ji Xiao shook his head: "No."

Yu Qishu mumbled: "Oh, you don't understand this, you don't understand."

"Mahayana Realm" can be called Daoist, and "Hua Shen Realm" can be called Dao Zun. Further up, it is the "Sage Realm", only one step away from soaring.

If they are in the same state, sword cultivation is more powerful than dharma cultivation, Buddha cultivation, and beast master.

When Ji Xiao was a real person, he was already invincible, so people called him "Sword Lord". This title was kept until Ji Xiao broke through to the sage's realm.

Nowadays, the halal people prove their way to sanctification, and instead of Ji Xiao, they become the only sage in the human world. The disciples of Mingyue Lake began to call the Muslims "Jiansheng".

Yu Qishu thought that Brother Xiao did not practice common sense and did not understand the seriousness of the matter. He turned to Meng Xueli, but he saw Elder Meng, who always had a smile in his eyes, and looked out the window expressionlessly.

The elders who taught today did not come, and the Fatango was temporarily closed for a day. After such a big event, the elders gathered at the main summit to discuss, and the atmosphere of Hanshan was strange.

Until a month later, one day at dusk, the wind and snow gradually faded, and the lights were on.

The glow of the sky over the South China Sea is not a magnificent sunset glow, but a red blood like a bloody, endless light.

This change of celestial phenomena is not in the middle of the night, everyone sees it more clearly and is more shocked.

The real brother of Ji Xiao, the master of the Tianhu Great Realm, became sanctified.

The powerful people of Hanshan breathed a sigh of relief, but their mood was more complicated.

Within a month, the two great men unbelievably testified one after another. Throughout the history, the world of human practice has never been so glorious.

The era of Ji Xiaojianzun alone in the world is completely a thing of the past.

...

For the young disciples of On Fa Tang, this major event is shocking, but it is far away after all. How does the pattern of the spiritual world change, it is temporarily their turn to worry about doing their best.

In the school, the students are more worried about the approaching year-end exam.

In order to smoothly appease the teacher and enter the inner door, the people meditated overnight to practice, and asked the elders or Meng Xueli for questions during the day. Sanctification is out of the question. It ’s okay to memorize the Tao.

Meng Xueli has not been in a good mood recently, but he is still patient when answering questions to the young disciples.

Yu Qishu, who is also in a bad state, is still in the Jinyi jade belt and meticulously gorgeous dress, but his eyebrows are less energetic.

Of the three parties, Xiao Shuyun was the only one who remained calm.

When Meng Xueli was surrounded by the crowd and looked slightly tired, he suddenly said, "I will."

He answered, and he answered very well, and other disciples came to ask him.

The deceased party leader and deputy party leader took the opportunity to slip early and walked on the pine forest trail to breathe the fresh air.

The small animals among the green pines are infested, the branches and birds are jumping, and whichever animal is more lively than the two of them.

Meng Xueli stopped suddenly and sat against an old loose mat. Yu Qishu was too lazy to leave, and the two sat under the tree to eat pine nuts.

Meng Xueli: "You know, I have a feeling that my mate is not dead, he is beside me."

Yu Qishu was shocked, but instead of looking like a joke, Meng Xueli looked calm and serious.

This is too much thinking, so that hallucinations? Feeling so deep that he could not stay together, no wonder the world said that Hui Ji would be hurt, and that the love was not long ... he was sour, and wept.

Meng Xueli was baffled and confused: "You, what are you crying for?"

Yu Qishu wiped away his tears: "I know you will not be bullied, I can rest assured to go to the deacon." He used to only see the kind side of Meng Xueli, always feel that the other side is soft and glutinous.

Meng Xueli puzzled: "Why do you want to be a deacon? You are a little strange recently, don't you want to go to the teacher?"

Yu Qishu smiled and said, "Why don't I want to? I came to Hanshan and thought about a lot of things. At that time, Ji Xiaozheng hadn't fallen yet. I dreamed that he praised me for his talents and accepted me as a disciple. I became Changchun Peak. Brother. I will be a saint, a hundred years later, I will return to my hometown, the Egret will be decorated with lanterns, and the city will celebrate. My mother held my hand and said she was proud of me, and my father cried and apologized to me ... "

Meng Xueli heard dizzy: "You have a lot of ideas."

Yu Qi sighed: "Egret City had planned to make good relations with Han Shan, so he sent me to be a Han Shan disciple to show his sincerity in forming an alliance."

Meng Xueli remembered the series of titles in front of the other party's name, and was shocked: "Aren't you the son of the egret city lord?" In this way, where there is a young master, there is a meaning of proton and abandonment.

"My father has twenty-four sons. My talent is not the best, my status is not the highest, my mother is not spoiled, who will I not come?" Yu Qi whispered, "Father said, wait for me from The return of Hanshan's testimony, let me be the master of the city, and I knew it was a lie to me. Even if I could really testify, it would be a few hundred years later. Was Egret City still there? "

Meng Xueli thought that this flatbread was too careless to draw, just like the children in the market want to eat sugar, the mother tricked the children into saying that when you grow up and become the emperor, I will buy it for you.

But he had no father and mother, had never tasted family bondage, and did not know how to comfort each other. He had to pat Yu Qishu's shoulder: "There is nothing wrong with coming to Hanshan, there are three thousand roads, wherever you practice."

Yu Qishu sighed again: "I thought the same way: I might have seen Jianzun when I came to Hanshan. Who knows that it wouldn't be long before Egret City hadn't allied with Hanshan and Jianzun fell. Now Mingyue Lake The elders proved that Egret City had been indecisive. I was afraid that this time I would change to Mingyue Lake ... It was better for me to be a deacon at this point. "

Meng Xueli was silent. If Egret City turned against Hanshan in the future, Yu Qishu's situation was very embarrassing. On one side are family loved ones, on the other side are sectarians.

He realized very clearly at the moment that when Ji Xiao died, many things were different.

Within the human realm, small and medium-sized forces like Egret City are unknown, originally attached to Hanshan, or intending to form an alliance with Hanshan, and may later go to other big gates.

In this process, it is completely unpredictable how many battle sacrifices will be made.

Yu Qishu: "If you don't say these things, it's plain annoying. Let's eat pine nuts ..."

Meng Xueli's aura flashed: "I am an elder, should I be able to accept the disciples?"

Yu Qishu was shocked by his thoughts: "It seems, really."

Meng Xueli has the title of elder, enjoys the elder's worship, and has Changchun Peak as the cave house. Why can't he accept the disciples? It's just that he usually attends classes with young disciples and doesn't put on the shelf. It is inevitable that people will forget that he is not a candidate but an examiner.

Yu Qishu stunned: "Will this work? Will the real person agree?"

"I asked the real person in charge to attend this year's assessment. I only accept one of you, which does not prevent other elders from choosing disciples, let alone others from apprenticeship, why can't it?"

Yu Qishu's eyes were suddenly bright, and he clapped and said quickly: "Daozu bless you, that's great!"

I thought that the road ahead was bumpy and dull, who knew that Liu Liuhuaming was bright.

Meng Xueli only felt that it was a bit strange that his friend became an apprentice.

Yu Qi Shu said of course: "You are a sword respected companion, your seniority is already high."

He muttered to himself: "In this way, the real person of Ji Xiao is my master. I am the great grandson of Lingxu Daozun, the grandson of Chongyuan Daoist, the son of the city master of Egret, the brother of Changchunfeng, Yu Qishu Also. Worth it! "

Meng Xueli: "During the big exam, let's just walk around. Rest assured, Brother Changchunfeng."

He solved the troubles for his friends, and he was in a good mood. He didn't know that fate was playing tricks on him.

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