Han Shan’s Sword Unsheathed

In the slow evening breeze of Changchun Peak, Meng Xueli took two apprentices to choose their residence.

Discipline Ji Xiao lives in the courtyard next door, just across the wall. Meng Xueli thought happily that the child was quite sticky, and it seemed that he had admitted and accepted me.

A little embarrassed on one side, or set up a blocking array between the two houses? Practitioners have five senses and are a little embarrassed to be able to know each other with a little movement.

I don't care, I haven't seen anything in this world, I'm just afraid that my child will have a thin skin.

The second disciple, Yu Qishu, lived in a small attic in Linxi outside Taolin.

He heard from Meng Xueli that it was closest to the quiet room where Jianzun meditated, hoping to get a little fairy air.

The mood was up and down on this day, and it was really tiring. Tree shadow whirling in front of the west window, he would fall asleep with the moonlight and the sound of gurgling streams.

I don't know how long I slept. Suddenly, the sound of Yulong Shu was heard in the ear. Yu Qishu ignorantly opened his eyes, only to feel itchy on the neck, and subconsciously reached out to scratch, but caught the furry thing.

He was awakened by a shock.

The palm of the hand is actually a money rat, the size of a teacup, a light and soft ball, the fur is smooth and smooth, the gray and white lines, and the round black eyes.

One person and one mouse squinted.

The money rats were kept in the peach blossom forest by Meng Xueli, with a nest of seven. They feed on the fallen flowers of the tree, they are very humane, gentle and clean.

Yu Qi thought, perhaps it was that he came to the river to comb and wash his hair. This one was left behind, and somehow got into his bed. Fortunately, he slept soundly and did not have the habit of turning back and forth.

Yu Qishu raised the mouse: "You are beautiful, it is white."

The money rat panicked: "Squeak?"

Yu Qishu looked at the light tomorrow and smiled: "I know, you are here to wake me up."

The climate in Hanshan is dry and cold, and the bed is warm and comfortable. He was asleep in the morning while discussing the Fa, so he often read in the morning.

Unexpectedly, the first morning I came to Changchun Peak seemed to be returning to the southern land, and I was awake before that.

The rising sun is not rising, the dark blue sky and the moon shadow are hanging west, the white morning fog is floating among the mountains and forests, and Yu Qishu steps up.

The path of Changchun Peak is like this. Although it is tortuous but not steep, it changes its scenery as if it has been carefully designed and conforms to the beauty of nature.

The mouse protruded his head from the front of his chest, narrowed his eyes, and enjoyed the morning wind blowing. When passing by Taolin, Yu Qishu put the money rat down: "Go home."

The mouse rubbed his fingertips, turned his head and ran into the sea of ​​flowers, and the smoke disappeared.

The observation deck is at the top of the mountain. The highest point of Changchun Peak is high but not cold.

When he climbed the last stone steps, the uncovered sky suddenly broke into his eyes. He saw the faint halo above his head, like a giant glazed bowl upside down, which was the glimmer of the 'Eternal Changchun Formation'.

The sea of ​​clouds is surging, and the number of peaks in Hanshan is covered with snow. The peaks are hidden and appearing like a sword with a sheath out of the handle.

Pitching heaven and earth, everything is suddenly bright.

The so-called observatory was not a stone platform or a pavilion facing the sea of ​​clouds.

The entire Changchun Peak is a very open, flat meadow. Yu Qishu estimated that he was big enough to run a horse.

"You're here." Meng Xueli was sitting on the soft meadow, holding a cloth bag for snacks, and damp mist in her hair.

Yu Qishu only recovered, and was shocked: "Aren't you, so early, is Fenglu standing at midnight?"

"It's early? It's just now." Meng Xueli gave him a peach cake.

Yu Qishu thought while eating, and said that he was in class and came to see the sunrise.

"Isn't it called the observation deck here?"

Meng Xueli said vaguely: "It's called the Observation Deck, and my fellow mate did it. He cut a sword."

Yu Qi closed his eyes and imagined the picture. There was a sword light among the clouds, the mountains moved, the boulders fell, and the top of the mountain was leveled. Can't help shivering.

On the day Ji Xiao took Meng Xueli back to Changchun Peak, Meng Xueli saw tall trees and lush foliage in the mountains, and his sight was always blocked.

He likes shade, but wants a small platform to see the complete and vast starry sky. I also felt that I had to measure in, and whispered: "If it's troublesome, you don't need it. The roof is pretty good."

Ji Xiao thought about it and said, "No trouble."

Meng Xueli was grateful to bow down: "Thank you real people!"

Meng Xueli recalled old things and sighed slightly. Immediately stood up and took two steps back: "Don't eat too much, draw a sword."

Yu Qishu stunned: "Come true?"

He knows that Meng Xueli has the ability, because he witnessed the opponent win Zhou Zhou with his own eyes, but to what extent this ability, he still has no clear concept.

Suddenly seeing Meng Xueli open posture, he was not curious. So he shot the storage bag and sacrificed the 'Linchi Liu'.

The soft sword came out of the sheath, and the thin and flexible sword swayed in the morning breeze.

Yu Qishu asked: "What about your sword?"

Meng Xueli smiled and said: "No. You and I don't move the true element, like mortal warriors, only dismantling moves."

Yu Qishu nodded and smiled, "That's all right, you can't rely on the realm higher than me and bully me with real yuan. I used to practice basic swordsmanship, big and small catchers, 24th road Boxing ... Master be careful! "

Before his words fell, his sword shadow had been thrust out, and he wanted to take advantage of Meng Xueli's surprise and caught off guard.

Yu Qi saw that Meng Xueli was immobile, his forehead was lifted by the sword wind, and his heart was not good. The sword was stabbed and covered with water.

A low drink sounded in his ear: "Careful!"

Yu Qishu swiftly turned around and looked at it again. Meng Xueli had copied the sword in his hand. It was Lin Chiliu.

Meng Xueli threw the sword to him: "Come again."

Yu Qishu returned to the place in shock, struck twelve points of spirit, the soft sword in his right hand flicked, the silver light flickered and crackled, pierced into the door inside Meng Xue, but a sword was swayed, and the left arm punched out with a punch , Thunderous. Unexpectedly, a fist fell, the right arm was sore, like a weak acupuncture point on the right wrist, which was hitting Meng Xueli under his palm.

The white and tender palm was tightly clamped like iron tongs.

He had a bad heart. Sure enough, his hands were empty, and "Lin Chi Liu" was in the other's hands again.

Yu Qishu now understood why Meng Xueli said that he did not need it. As long as they played together, his sword became Meng Xueli's sword. Perhaps the gap between the two is far beyond his original imagination.

But his youthfulness was stubborn: "Come again!"

...

The light shadow of Xitian gradually faded, and at the end of the eastern horizon, a line of orange-gold clouds light up quietly.

Yu Qi was paralyzed on the ground, and the meadow beneath it seemed like soft cotton, making people want to get stuck: "My right hand is about to be broken ..."

He turned his head hard, and not far away, Meng Xueli stood in Xiwei morning light, and the sea of ​​clouds was surging behind him. Thin body, but inexplicably tall.

From the first battle to the present, Meng Xueli stood still and did nothing, only turning around, turning sideways, and turning back, he was able to fight against him.

"Why are you faster than me at every step?" Yu Qishu couldn't tell the feeling, "I didn't make a move, and your next move is already waiting for me."

Meng Xueli pulled him up and said: "It's very simple. Seeing your eyes and expression change, I know whether you want to hit the left or the right. Just after you raise your hand, I know whether you want to punch or palm. I'm going to get back first, so Faster than you. "

Yu Qishu collapsed: "Where is simple ?!"

Meng Xueli: "You don't need to think about it until you practice it. It's all based on your body's reaction, it's easy."

"What was your name just now?" He saw Meng Xueli's look blank, "That's the trick that won't turn back and grab my sword!"

Meng Xueli: "No name, just type it."

Yu Qi sparsely thought, terrible fighting intuition: "I want to learn!"

Meng Xueli smiled: "Want to learn? After that, you can't snooze early."

Yu Qishu quickly cried: "Whoever depends on the bed is the dog!"

"Okay! If you don't use a trace of true elements and run past Taolin, the peach blossoms don't stick to your body, and you will become a body method. When the wind is up, you take a sword and **** the flowers. In addition to the condensed Zhenyuan operation, the gas refining period can overcome obstacles and the obstacle breaks can overcome the lesser. "Meng Xueli laughed," There is no shortcut for the teacher, there is no shortcut, all by hard work, you will not practice. ? "

Yu Qishu said: "I practice!"

He thought to himself that Meng Xueli was only one year older than himself. Even if he was extremely talented, he would work hard in his mother's womb, and he was not afraid. Practicing it vigorously for 20 years, 20 years later, I dare not say that I surpassed Meng Xueli, at least it can be comparable to the current level of the latter. The road is long, counted in a hundred years, and not lost in twenty years.

Yu Qishu asked: "You just said that breaking the barrier can win the rider, what happens after the rider?"

Meng Xueli pondered: "The battle after the Theravada is the battle of Taoism and Taoism. I don't know how to tell you for the time being. In short, the higher the opponent's level, the more skillful the combat skills. If you meet my mate, In general, the Sage Realm is strong, he does n’t even need to shoot, his mind moves a little, and it will turn into thousands of sword shadows. My combat skills are naturally useless. "

The Demon Clan depends on the talents of the bloodline and absorbs the spirits of the world faster than the Human Clan. It does not talk about ‘Dao’ or ‘Dao Xin’. Meng Xueli, who is a new person, is only vaguely aware of this, and he dare not teach it easily, so as not to mistake his children.

"Sage's realm? That's too far away." Yu Qishu sighed, "If I practice your personal close combat skills and practice all the way to advance, wouldn't it be a sidewalk under the Theravada realm, invincible?"

Meng Xueli was stunned and his voice was deep:

"How can there be a truly invincible master? Even if it is invincible in the world, there are times when the ditch is overturned. The open gun is easy to hide, the dark arrow is difficult to guard against, you have a sword in your hand, others have a heaven and earth net. heart."

Yu Qishu struggled to get up and straightened his salute: "Master!"

Meng Xueli smiled and said, "Okay. Too much talk today. You go back to sleep and think about it ..."

He stood up and slapped Yu Qishu's shoulders, but his eyes fell on the teenager not far away. "Stop the cloud is coming. It's not too early to come."

"I can't sleep, so I'm thinking about it slowly here." Yu Qishu shook his head.

The teenager approached the morning breeze: "What did Elder Meng say?"

Meng Xueli twisted her eyebrows: "If you don't call the elders what kind of elders, if you don't ask Xiaoyu, call me Mengge." In front of outsiders, you can't be called "Daddy".

Ji Xiao: "..."

Ji Xiao whispered: "Snow."

Meng Xueli stunned: "Also."

He thought about it for a while, Xiao Shiyun was Ji Xiao's parent-child after all, maybe a real person had taught him.

Meng Xueli: "Stop the cloud, what do you think is the war of Daoism and Dao Xin?"

Ji Xiao raised her eyebrows slightly, not knowing where to start.

Meng Xueli thought he was nervous: "I was chatting with Xiaoyu just now. It just happened. You take Ji Xiaozheng as an example, just talk."

It's about ‘On Dao’. Although Ji Xiao felt that the young fellows were awkward, he still answered seriously:

"To fight against people in the sage's realm, the firmness of the mind is the first, the magical means is the second, the weapons and weapons are the most ..."

Yu Qishu was puzzled: "How can the weapon be the second most, 'Ji Xiao Lin Han Shan, three feet three from the sky', because the sword of the sky is exactly three feet three, people often say that the sword is bowed, the sword is bowed , Is it a lie? "

Ji Xiao smiled and said, "It's not a false statement. But 'Swords bowing down' is not based on the might of the Divine Soldier. The enemy's sword only contends in the sheath, but they don't listen to it, and they dare not shed the sheath, because their swords are more honest than others. The soldiers who succumb to people without fighting are the wars of the Dao Xin.

"You are competing with Ji Xiao, your sword is also the sword of Ji Xiao. If he wants to borrow the sword from heaven and earth, then the sword of Ji Xiao is thousands of miles away."

Yu Qi stood in a trance, as if she understood it, but didn't seem to understand it at all.

I recalled that there were countless battles, and I imagined that countless swords crossed thousands of miles and covered the sky.

He vaguely felt that he touched something beyond cognition, and the sky above him suddenly became larger and broader.

It seems that in the past ten years of life, it's just that the turmoil is turning around in the maze, struggling to find a way out. Suddenly some wings were born, flying over the maze and looking down on the past.

Meng Xueli sighed: "It's nice to be in the Tao for the first time."

"Don't disturb him, let's go down the mountain." Ji Xiao said.

Meng Xueli smiled: "You are also very good." In the future, you will inherit your father's mantle.

Ji Xiao looked at the little fellows stupidly and smiled: "Master teaches well."

Meng Xueli: "Go, Master takes you to see the baby!"

...

The city at the foot of Hanshan is a masterpiece of "Hanmen City", where mortals and practitioners coexist.

A long time ago, there were only more than ten families here, because the Hanshan Jianpai School was established and became famous, and then gradually grew stronger. The village became a town, and the town became a city.

The young people who came to pray for help not far from here, always stayed in the shop, washed and dressed, and when there was a flow of people, there were caravans from south to north, and a row of shops and restaurants.

Backing against the big tree to enjoy the cool, the Hanshan Sword sent to sit in the town, issued a ban on military orders, not allowed to use swords in the city, Hanmen City is naturally more peaceful than elsewhere.

Northern Buddhism meets here for a deal, and auction houses and **** shops specializing in the practice of practitioners have also opened one after another. You do n’t have to worry about encountering a lunatic who kills people and treasures, the business naturally grows bigger and bigger.

Meng Xueli had not left Hanshan for three years, and came to Hanmen City for the first time. Like a chick out of the cage, Sa Huan drilled into the crowd: "A lot of people!"

Ji Xiao was afraid of him bumping, and protected him from walking forward: "Earthly festivals, New Year's Day."

Meng Xueli: "You don't know, on the day when the Fatang is off, Xiaoyu asked me to go into the city to drink. What happened to the Hongyun Building, why didn't I come?"

"The following let, let go of the gun!"

The crowd on the street spread out with laughter, Meng Xueli looked up, a row of windows on the second floor were wide open, a long and thin bamboo pole protruded out of the window, and a long string of red firecrackers was carried on the pole.

There was a loud crack in the top of the head, and Meng Xueli pulled up Xiao Xiao, laughing, and following the flow of people.

Ji Xiao thought that you were a practitioner, what did you run, but did not break free. Let Meng Xueli pull him to run wildly, running out of smoke and smashing the ground.

Meng Xueli sees everything fresh, wants to eat and wants to buy things.

He led Ji Xiao to the main street, and the first house was the striking facade of a **** shop, with black plaques and gold paint, and four dragons and phoenixes.

A couplet outside the door ‘The business is booming, the world is rich, and the wealth is broad, reaching all directions’. The handwriting can be seen from the same handwriting.

The largest **** shop in Hanmen City, "Hengtong Juyuan", is indeed very famous.

The Lord of the Tianhu Great Realm had tight hands and large expenses when he was young. He often came here to sell magical instruments and immortals and exchange some spirit stones. In recent years, Jingdi, a disciple of Mingyue Lake, who is in the limelight, has also used this as a sword to buy wine.

Before the fall of Jianzun, there were always one or two collections of 'Suspected Swordsman Mobao' held regularly at the top of the line, and they often took out high prices.

Meng Xueli said with joy: "It's really good to find this one."

Ji Xiao looked at the door plaque and thought that more than a hundred years had passed, but it had not been replaced.

Meng Xueli stepped into the high threshold, and after seeing the child stunned, he hurriedly explained: "I am not going to sell you! I cannot sell you!"

Ji Xiao was at a loss: "Ah?"

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