Han Shan’s Sword Unsheathed

Yu Qishu turned his head and didn't say a word to him again.

On this day, Meng Xueli did not see the new genius brother, but he already knew that the other party's name was Xiao Shiyun.

If it wasn't for the other party to divert everyone's attention, the one who was being discussed all day today must have come from Ji Xiaodao to attend the basic class.

Discussing on the different origins of the disciples of Fatang, some come from a family of spiritual practitioners, such as Yu Qishu, who has a long title, and some come from the countryside, who have never been to a private school and do not know the characters.

The six schools in Songlin were lined up, Meng Xueli was in Jiashe, and the younger brother Xiao was divided in Dingshe.

"I guess he will come to us soon." Jiashe student said.

The class was a very new experience for Meng Xueli. He followed a group of teenagers to read and write, listened to the lecture elders to interpret the Dao, and even got up to answer questions.

After the coursework is over, it is time for answering questions. This is the time when everyone is most looking forward to and most afraid.

The teaching elder leaned on the wicker chair and raised his eyes lightly: "Ask!"

After a moment of silence in the school building, someone got up and saluted: "Sir, when the disciples meditate, they feel like they are flying in the sky, flying over the Hanshan, and flying to the sky over the South China Sea. Am I right?"

The elder scolded: "Stupid, you're in trouble! Illusions confuse people, wake up quickly!"

The disciple sat down in shame, and someone asked again: "Sir, every time I meditate, I do not spend more than a quarter of an hour, but I feel very long. How can I meditate like someone else all night?"

The elder scolded: "I am still in a state of uneasiness, and I am thinking about it! I copied the" Thinking Sutra "twenty times tonight!"

The disciples kept promises.

Many questions such as how to perceive the floating aura between heaven and earth, and how to prolong the time for meditation to enter, are the most headaches for the disciples of Jiazi Xueshe.

Everything is difficult at first, and so is spiritual practice. From the introduction of gas into the body, to the first level of gas refining, you can only continue to explore and try.

"The disciple is courageous, may I ask Mr. What kind of feeling is it after the heaven and earth aura fills the body and becomes the true element of self-consolidation?"

The elder hesitated. After seventy years, he had forgotten the subtle feeling.

"Is there anything else to ask today?"

All beings looked at each other, but no one answered.

"It seems to be gone." The teaching elder turned his eyes to Meng Xueli, and he looked kindly: "Elder Meng, are you willing to answer the last question?"

Meng Xueli responded: "Good sir."

The elder nodded with satisfaction. Meng Xueli blew his breath into the body three years ago, and now his refining is complete, so he can just talk about his feelings with these disciples.

Meng Xueli said: "The feeling of reiki filling the body is like white mist floating in the mountains and forests in the morning. When the sun rises, the mist becomes dew on the blades of grass, just like reiki turning into condensed true elements.

The elder thought for a while, then nodded and smiled, "It's just right."

Said to walk out of the school pacing: "The class is over."

No one left in the school, and asked the man anxiously: "Aura is like a mist floating, the true element is like tangible water?"

Meng Xueli: "It's almost the same. Zhenyuan circulates in the meridians, as if the water washes the river."

The disciples thoughtfully.

Meng Xueli said again: "It's like you are about to wake up in your dreams when you leave the state of being in a dream. You already feel the outside world vaguely, but tell yourself that it's not yet bright and sleep more."

A disciple who was fined just 20 times just now said: "It turns out that this is the case. I'll go back and try it tonight!"

When the disciples saw him with a gentle attitude, they only feared the elders' strictness. Some questions they dared not ask were taken out to ask him.

Meng Xueli knew nothing.

Yu Qi, a young boy in Jinyi, stopped talking. He seemed to have something to ask, but in the end he only left silently.

In the early morning of the next day, Meng Xueli walked alone into the Qingsong Forest and went to Yanfa Hall.

I saw a young boy in Jinyi standing next to the Baishi Trail. I didn't know how long he had stood. The gorgeous robe was soaked by the cold mist, and he looked happily.

It was Yu Qishu.

Meng Xueli smiled: "Are you waiting for me?"

Yu Qishu nodded. It seems to be struggling with something big, not talking for a long time. Just walked silently with Meng Xueli.

After the Fatang was approaching, after the black eaves vaguely appeared in the pine branches, he finally said: "You and I are different."

Meng Xueli took out a small bag of pine nuts and listened while eating: "Why is it different?"

"You are outside of Hanshan, and your reputation is very poor. They all say you ..." In front of Meng Xueli, he couldn't say anything. "Anyway, you're not good."

Although he hadn't said it before, he believed deeply.

Meng Xueli: "The taste is vulgar, pride and pride, the waiters in Israel, the virtue does not match?"

"There are even more unpleasant."

"Ok, I know."

Yu Qishu felt incredible: "Aren't you angry?"

"What's mad, I live in Changchun Peak, I don't have to work if I have to eat or drink."

Yu Qi thought sparsely, do you wake up every day and forget all your worries as long as you think ‘My mate is Ji Xiao’?

But in exchange for being contemptuously scorned by thousands of people, it must not be so free and easy.

Meng Xueli spread his palms: "Do you eat pine nuts?"

He was not used to eating by himself, but let others watch it. Every time Xiaodaotong came to report to him, he would ask.

But in the eyes of the young Yu Qishu, this is the signal of the other party proactively asking for friends.

The young boy in Jinyi was silent, his complex expression changed, and finally solemnly said: “Eat!

………

Meng Xueli's reputation for answering questions and doubts spread, and gradually the disciples of the school next door also came to consult him.

He changed from a waste elder to an outstanding student.

"Elder Meng, I brought you preserves." "Elder Meng, I asked people to buy crab cucumber seeds in the Yamashita market!"

In order to express their gratitude, the younger brothers often gave him some snacks, packed in small kits and paper bags.

Meng Xueli's school life is interesting.

He sat in the school building and thought that practitioners have different pursuits at each stage.

First step in the immortal gate, eager to improve strength, learn one or two life-saving skills, in order not to be bullied by others. When he grows older, Xiu reaches the bottleneck stage, seeing the hopeless breakthrough, he wants to train his disciples to pass on the mantle.

If you are fortunate to become a strong man, you can support the clan lineage, shelter one side, and benefit thousands of people.

If you are like Ji Xiao, and rarely meet your opponent, only one thing remains in your life pursuit-soaring.

This is also true for the demon cultivation, from the initial opening of the spiritual wisdom to the cultivation of the demon pill. Then defeat other powerful monsters and become the king of a mountain and a river.

Meng Xueli used to pursue a unified demon world and become the only demon king. Now that he is reincarnated as a human, he has to learn from the most basic exercises. No wonder the bird Xianming laughed at him as he lived and returned.

Meng Xueli had an assumption that if Ji Xiao practiced again from scratch, I don't know what record it would set. Because the vision, the state of mind, the perception of Dadao will not disappear.

There was only one thing in the Fatang that made him a little uncomfortable.

"It is worthy of the body of the innate sword body, just like the real genius of Ji Xiao real enlightenment ..."

Whenever the elder brother Xiao was praised by which elder, it would inevitably spread throughout the Fa Fa hall, and people's argument must be "like Ji Xiao".

Meng Xueli doesn't like listening very much.

It seems that Ji Xiao has become a past tense, and anyone in the future can be as famous as him.

Yu Qishu's reaction was more intense.

With the purpose of "maintaining Ji Xiao's reputation as a real person and opposing the comparison of Brother Xiao with Jian Zun", he established the Jiji Party and self-proclaimed the party leader.

Meng Xueli laughed innocently, it was too silly, like the incompetent little thief who came out of the rivers and lakes, like the black and white double sha and the certain combination.

He quickly shook his head, but Yu Qishu would be wrong: "Okay, okay, the party leader is for you!"

Just when a group of disciples walked in with a laugh, passing by their desk case, one person rejoiced:

"Elder Meng, do you know that Brother Xiao has been breathing in, and will come to our Jiashe tomorrow!"

"The speed of such a great practice, was the same as that of real person Ji Xiao ..."

Before finishing the speech, Meng Xueli turned to Yu Qishu: "I'll be!"

As a result, the ‘Yangji Party’ developed in secret, with only two members—Yu Qishu, who habitually whispered, and Meng Xueli, who seemed to be gentle and gentle.

There is only one thing about the activities in the party. When someone mentions Brother Xiao, they look at each other, revealing a weird smile.

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