Han Shan’s Sword Unsheathed

Ji Xiao coughed lightly: "I can't help myself, I can't remember it for a while, I'm sorry."

In fact, Ji Xiao didn't understand a lot of things, didn't understand what Meng Xueli thought of, and suddenly he would 'support Yulong to die for the king'? Can you inspire yourself by engraving "Hostel" on the gun body? Yesterday, I said that you do n’t have to pay attention to the ritual of master and apprentice. Now you want to establish the dignity of the teacher.

In short, just cry. He can only apologize, nod, and agree.

He saw Meng Xueli crying for the first time tonight. When they met in a place outside the boundary, the sharp mink was seriously injured and was dying, leaving only one breath, why did he not cry at that time. When reshaping the flesh and blood, I had to survive the severe pain, but I did not say a word, and no tears disappeared.

Meng Xueli listened to his apprentice saying, "I can't help myself," the earlobe was red, and the neck touched by the palm was numb. At that time, he suffered internal injuries, limbs weakness, always nestled in Ji Xiao's arms. Jianzun sometimes combed his hair smoothly, gently stroked from the top of his head to the back.

But he looked at Xiao Shiyun's expression calmly, with a faint smile of helplessness in his eyes, and felt that he was overreacting.

Meng Xueli was about to speak, and suddenly realized that someone was coming, he turned around and saw Yu Qishu running far from the mountain road.

I only heard a cry of collapse: "What have you done! Where am I?"

Brother Changchun Feng was dumbfounded.

Yesterday he promised not to snooze too early. Today, when it was early in the morning, the weather was not bright, so he washed and dressed under the urging of the money rat in the bed, and came to the observation deck on the moonlight. But I saw the originally flat, open, soft and green meadow, which was covered with an inch-long deep ravines, mud and rocks, and grass debris. If the smell of grass and mud in the wind was not too strong, he almost thought it was a dream.

——I dreamed that I would diligently get up early to practice the exercises. In fact, my body did not change my life. I was still lying in the warm blanket of Linxi Pavilion.

Meng Xueli put away his spear: "You listen to me explain!"

Yu Qishu suddenly found something, and was shocked: "You broke through? Condensing the realm?"

Meng Xueli got proud again and slapped him on the shoulder: "Brother Meng is amazing!"

"Yes, Master!" If it was because of the breakthrough, it would be normal to make these movements. The meadow was gone and it could grow again.

Yu Qishu hooked up with him and sighed, "How does it feel to condense the God Realm? Brother Meng, you can see when I can break through."

Ji Xiao listened to both of them yelling, and his life was in disorder, but he was almost used to it, and said with a smile: "Sister, Changchun Feng's first business will trouble you."

Meng Xueli clapped his hands: "Reminder is right! I almost forgot. Xiaoyu, look at our hyperic flowers, which are blooming in the mountains and the wilderness, it is better to make some money. I went to the largest **** in Hanmen City yesterday Line 'Hengtong Juyuan' ... "

Yu Qishu was immersed in the joy of Meng Xueli's breakthrough, but listening to him said that it seemed to be poured down by a pot of cold water.

It turned out that my teacher could no longer practice with peace of mind and fell to the point of "selling trees to make a living." But by selling saplings, how many spirit stones did you earn?

Wo n’t you sell trees in Hanmen City today? ——The three masters and apprentices of Changchun Peak devoted themselves to the performance. The apprentice stepped on the nail board barefoot, and the master volleyed the flying bowl.

Not waiting for Meng Xueli to finish his speech, Yu Qishu's face was pale: "We Changchun Peak, are we short of money?" He pointed to the top of his head and whispered, "I heard that this formation is expensive, costing 30,000 yuan per year Spirit Stone. "

As long as Meng Xueli thinks of Qian Yuzhi now, his mind is full of ‘three million a day’ and ‘send you 1,500 years’, and he ca n’t help but blurt out: “It ’s not really expensive, it ’s really cheap.”

Yu Qishu listened, and it was over, this was crazy.

Immediately release the storage bag: "I have some money here, you must take the emergency first! Except for the" Linchi Liu ", you can't take it. The red medicine, clothes, pillows and small picture albums inside, you have all sold them. Join three thousand spirit stones. "

Meng Xueli was slightly startled: "Where do you come from with so much money?" Egret sent him as a proton, but I wouldn't treat him well.

Yu Qi looked down at the storage bag: "My mother gave it, she said I'm away from home, studying alone in Hanshan, and my life is definitely going to be difficult." So when I went out, she gave me all the house under the box I also cut a dozen new clothes for me.

"I wrote a letter last night and told her that I had a very good life, not alone ..."

Speaking of which, he was sour that he put the storage bag in Meng Xueli's hands. Now the teachers are hard and stormy, and they can only sell their net worth. He also made up his mind that he must practice diligently in the future and stand out!

Meng Xueli hurriedly returned his 'all net worth': "You want to turn it off, we really don't lack money. The Jinshan and Yinshan that your teacher left behind can't be spent in a lifetime." The idea of ​​reselling hypericum flowers at high prices was elaborated.

Yu Qishu listened, but with no joy on his face, he looked at the two of them in doubt: "Did you not lie to me? I want to listen to my brother."

He knew that Meng Xueli had read the script, and the story would open.

Ji Xiao: "... I testify, it is true."

Yu Qishu felt relieved.

Meng Xueli thinks that Yu Qishu is very reliable in dealing with business affairs and has rules in dealing with people. What's more, this was originally simple. It should be no problem to hand over the money and hand over the delivery.

He gave detailed instructions on how to get to "Hengtongjuyuan" and how to get someone from the newspaper door after entering the house.

But he forgot to tell Yu Qishu that Qian Yuzhi is a Mahayana practitioner.

In the past two days, Yu Qishu practiced in the Peach Blossom Forest, holding "Linchi Liu", practicing how to spot a prickly pistil when the peach blossom falls.

Dazzling every day, when entering and leaving Taohualin, the nest of money rats recognized him. Sometimes a small mouse emerged from the group of rats, followed him, and accompanied him back to the attic to sleep.

When it was time to agree with Qian Yu, Yu Qishu went down the mountain with twenty carefully selected peach branches.

"Hengtong Juyuan" is very famous. Without Meng Xueli, he also knows how to go. In the past, on the holiday of the Fatang, the young disciples slipped down the hill to play, and they always came in to see. On the display shelf, there are various rare things in the transparent glass box, and after some time, there will be new things to replace.

Yu Qishu enjoyed a VIP treatment that was led by the lobby manager. It was a bit empty, and the top floor had arrived. The steward opened the door for him and then retreated silently.

Yu Qishu walked into the study, and saw a young face monk sitting at the table. The scholar was dressed and elegant, and was looking through a thick book.

He was nervous. If the strong do not deliberately converge, they will naturally reveal their power to make people aware of the state. Yu Qi thought to himself that this person is unfathomable. I am afraid there is a Mahayana realm.

"Disturb Senior, is Qian Qianren here?"

"I am." The scholar smiled.

Just after catching up with Qian Yuzhi, after reading the account, he was in a good mood. He poured him a cup of tea and opened the chair: "Are you Xiaoyu? Elder Meng Meng's second apprentice, come and drink tea."

Yu Qishu was shocked.

Although he claimed to be the "great grandson of Lingxu Daozun and grandson of Chongyuan Daoist", he was only one of the many descendants of the Yu family of Egret City. I have never seen the great-great-great-great-great-great-grandfather. As for the ancestors, they also met each other during the holidays and all the younger generations.

After arriving at Hanshan, at the end of the year, when I saw the real men and elders in the main hall, they all looked like majestic elders.

At the moment, a Mahayana strong man pours water and makes tea for him. Yu Qi thought, this is equivalent to my grandfather pouring tea for me, quickly took the tea cup, fidgeting.

He held the storage bag in both hands and said seriously: "The matter explained by the seniors has been done. Twenty hypericum twigs, please visit the seniors!"

Qian Yuzhi reached out and took it, knowing the basics at a glance: "You will deliver the peach blossom branches in the future?"

As soon as he heard his question, Yu Qishu thought of standing salute: "Yes senior."

Qian Yuzhi pushed him down and took a storage bag filled with spirit stones, showing the merchant's standard smile: "No problem. This time the money is for you, you can count. The next time you send more, preferably a hundred sticks. The above also saves you the trouble of going up and down the mountain.

"In the future," Hengtong Juyuan "will also launch peach blossom cakes, peach blossom rouge, peach blossom liqueur, from the north to the south ... Do you have any comments during the cooperation process, please do n’t hesitate to ask."

Yu Qi thinning his storage bag is like holding a hot iron. Seeing him so kind, he was even more flustered and got up and said ‘Dare’.

Qian Yuzhi pressed him down again, frowning slightly.

How else to talk about it? He shook the fan of ‘He Qi Sheng Cai’, and wanted to change his face rashly: “You seem to have misunderstood me. Look at this place?”

Yu Qishu replied cautiously: "Returning to seniors is a **** shop."

"Yes, we also do consignment and auction business." Qian Yuzhi laughed at him. "I'm a ruthless merciless merchant. Everyone here comes to spend money to make money! Why, your kid came to make friends?" "

Yu Qishu was taught a lesson by a profiteer, but was at ease: "Okay. I'm just not used to it ..."

Later, the two became familiar with each other, and Qian Yuzhi even sent someone to help him send the family letters, and smoothly put two boxes of peach blossom cakes to his mother. Because "Hengtong Juyuan" has a commercial road leading to Egret City, the fastest flying implement can be reached in one day.

However, at this time, the young Yu Qishu did not know that the shock and the magnificent glory he had to bear in his life had just begun.

...

Meng Xueli taught the young apprentices melee skills very smoothly, but faced with the young apprentices, but was somewhat entangled.

He asked, "I don't know how to do swords. Have you ever practiced swords before?"

Ji Xiao did not want to lie to him and nodded.

Meng Xueli thought that your father had taught it, and the pressure on his shoulders was light: "That's good, practice according to your previous methods. If you encounter problems, I will take you to consult the master. Although I can't teach you sword skills, But there is something else to teach you. From today, teach you to read! "

Having said that, he took out a "First Entry" from his arms and solemnly turned the first page.

Ji Xiao looked slightly embarrassed.

Meng Xueli: "Don't look down on the enlightenment book, the words Zhuji are the essence. What do you look at, do you want to learn?"

Ji Xiao: "... I learn."

Meng Xueli is pleased: "Learn hard. Your talents are very good. If you can practice before I go to the Hanhai Secret Realm to the later stage of the Qi Refining Realm, I will feel at ease.

Ji Xiao honestly said: "Easy."

He spent his life seeking Tao until the extreme, and now he walks and breathes normally, practicing every minute and every second. Only fearing that the breakthrough was too fast and too conspicuous, I planned to maintain the same speed as the former Ji Xiao.

Now think about it, practice is the easiest thing compared to trying to figure out the thoughts of the little fellow.