Chapter 6: Party pond

Mountain wind and snow blew into the ancestral hall, and the veil covered the hall.
For the candle to sway at the table, reflected in the eyes of the young man red with tears.
The head of Hanshan summoned the deacon chief: "Come here, and quickly help Elder Meng to go to the side hall to rest!"
He was afraid that Meng Xueli would be irritated any more. He died on the spot and was bloodshed for five steps.
The young man's thin lips slightly pursed, and as several Hanshan deacons walked out, the various schools hurriedly retreated, giving way to a passage.
No matter how you think about it, what you think of Meng Xueli, under these circumstances, no one wants to bear the infamy of ‘killing his widow in front of Ji Xiao ’s real card’.
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The main hall of Hanshan is used to receive guests and hold rallies. The side hall occupies less than one-tenth of the area, but the layout is more casual and comfortable. It is a small hall where the head and the elders of the peak and the elders discuss on weekdays.
Meng Xueli was sitting on a soft chair in the partial palace, and the deacon chief brewed calming tea for him.
Amber tea soup, white hot air. Meng Xueli held it in his hand and thanked with a smile.
The deacon chief just sighed.
After he had finished drinking tea, someone brought a few plates of melon seed snacks.
Before Meng Xueli came to the ancestral hall to eat enough, he blocked: "I can't eat, or don't waste it."
The deacon chief persuaded: "The body matters, how much do you eat."
When the sky became dark and the candles in the hall lit, footsteps rang out from the outside. The main lords of each mountain of Hanshan narrated and walked into the hall.
After seeing off the guests, they were relieved, not like the unsmiling appearance in the ancestral hall.
The original five peaks of Hanshan, Tai'an, Yueque, Chongbi, Liulan, Ziyan, Ji Xiao and Meng Xueli became naturalized, then added the sixth peak of Changchun.
Meng Xueli was about to get up and greet him, waving his hand to signal him to sit.
In addition to seeing the real person sitting at the top of the hall, the other peak owners sat at will, and some smiled at him, and some nodded slightly, but it was closer to the polite but alienated gesture at his joint ceremony three years ago.
"Hanhai Secret Realm, you must go, really think about it?" Asked the head.
Meng Xueli nodded, and before he spoke, he heard an urgent whisper: "Just before the face of various factions, it is too late to repent!"
Yue Quefeng's middle-aged face is tall and thin, and his temper is the most irritable. Today, he wrestled with the factions and sighed.
Master Chong Bifeng said: "It's not too late, closed, ill, and lost. Is there so many ways?"
He has a fat figure and a kind smile, wearing a high crown, not like sword repair, but like a Confucian reading a book.
Liu Lanfeng interrupted: "What you said is also a method? It's unreasonable to make trouble, and has no respect for his own will!"
He has long eyebrows and long beards, and has been in charge of the law hall for many years.
Lord Chong Bifeng sneered: "I have to look at his death to respect him? He was reunited with Ji Xiao in Yin Cao Di Fu early next spring. Ji Xiao asked you why you came, he said that your sect was incompetent and I couldn't even protect ... Have you thought about Ji Xiao's feelings? "
Several people kept arguing, Meng Xueli watched them chatting very lively, and went to eat seeds.
Liu Lanfeng's gaze turned, and the young man's gaze was dumbfounded, as if he didn't know that the dangerous spring was coming early next spring.
So hate iron can't be a steel way: "How can Ji Xiao raise you like this! You don't have to be a little bit more, later ...", he thought about it and told the child about the overall situation and survival. Shouted, "No seeds will be eaten in the future!"
Meng Xueli shook his hand, and the seeds dropped on the ground.
Lord Ziyanfeng glanced at Master Liu Lanfeng and said softly, "What do you call, the child will be scared."
She is a beautiful woman, swaying the purple fan fan: "I have an idea. We arrange a few reliable proselytized disciples to form a team with him, and choose a place with few people to walk, as long as you avoid the battle for seven days, You can abstain directly to send the formation to leave the secret realm. "
She turned to Meng Xueli: "You should go on a spring outing, and relax."
"It can only be so." The real person in charge asked: "When Ji Xiao is here, could you teach you some life-saving means?"
Meng Xueli said honestly: "I haven't taught anything, but there are many magic medicines left."
"How can I rely on foreign objects?" Lord Liu Lanfeng sighed: "Ji Xiao Yingming I, why are you so confused on you!"
Ziyanfeng said: "Darby, there are still four months. These days, you should go to the Fatang, the Library Building, Yanjianping, read more, learn more, and ask if you don't understand. Use those magical instruments more skillfully . "
Hanshan established a school with swordsmanship, but she did not mention learning swords, because there was not much time and it was too late to learn swords.
The head saw Weizhen said: "Well, snow, you are too tired today, go back and rest early."
Meng Xueli got up and thanked the masters of the peaks.
After he left, the side hall was still brightly lit.
Master Chong Bifeng said to Zi Yanfeng: "Sister, I remember you used to dislike him the most."
Lord Ziyanfeng smiled and said: "I think he's okay again? Isn't it true that all the factions came today, and he was in trouble in his ancestral hall, and he couldn't hold his face, so he hurried down the mountain ... I used to think he was not worthy of Ji Xiao , But they are thinking about it. They really like each other. Where does it fit in and out of it? If I have a buddy, I am willing to die for me after my fall, I ... "
"Teacher, be careful!" Master Yue Quefeng interrupted her.
Practitioners in the human world believe that heaven and earth are spiritual, and taboo about their own doom. Few people will be like Meng Xueli, opening his mouth and saying ‘what if I go with him’.
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Changchun Peak.
Under the peach blossom tree, the night is smoky.
Qin Xianming came as a guest, and Xiaodaotong served a good tea with various kinds of preserved fruits and sweet and salty snacks.
Meng Xueli came back with the cold moonlight, and he was very comfortable when he saw that he was delicious and delicious:
"First of all, my mountain is no more than before. In the future, it will be diligent. A piece of spirit stone will break in half. You eat less."
Que Xianming ignored it and hugged the fruit tray in his arms: "What's going on today? Tell me about it."
So Meng Xueli started talking about entering the ancestral hall, and talked about how he was tearful, and shouted at the Ji Xiao brand ...
Not a few words, Quexian vomited, and was too sick to eat.
Meng Xueli took the fruit plate and ate it: "You want to hear it yourself."
Que Xianming: "You don't need a sword, why do you want to have" the endless sky "?"
Meng Xueli asked back: "Why are my mates cheaper for outsiders?"
"Open your mouth,‘ My Companion ’, you do n’t really ... secret lovers Ji Xiao?

Meng Xueli seemed to have been trampled on the tail and jumped up: "You fart!"
Que Xianming was too lazy to bother with him: "Yes, I fart, that blameless sword is really here with you? Take it out for the brothers to see and see for a long time."
Demon tribes do not like to use weapons. They rely more on bloodline talents. They show their bodies during battle and attack with sharp minions or long beaks. But in the face of the famous magic soldiers in the world, I would still be curious.
Meng Xueli thought for a moment: "Come with me."
Que Xianming hurried to keep up. The two wore flowers and fluffed willows and came to the pond where Meng Xueli fed the fish during the day.
The water in the pool was sparkling, and a few petals were floating on the water. Three koi carps wandered, and a bright moon reflected in the pool.
Meng Xueli pointed to the pond and said: "Here, it is the pivot of the Changchun Peak formation method." The beginning of the sky "is buried under the pressure."
Que Xianming said in surprise: "Ji Xiao does not need it?"
Meng Xueli said indifferently: "Ji Xiao's sword way has been completed, and the sword was born from the heart. For many years, the real sword has not moved."
Que Xianming: "You don't have to bury it, so wasteful ..."
"Who knows what he thinks." Meng Xueli looked at the bright moon in the water, his expression indistinct, his voice calm:
"Perhaps he was afraid that after a hundred years, the formation would not be able to trap me, and I fled out to blame the world. I wanted to use the power of this sword to calm me down completely. Who knows only three years, the person who set up the array died , The thoughts left in the battlefield dissipated. The "Eternal Changchun" trapped in the battle of Zhouzhang, now only "Changchun" is left. "
The author has something to say:
Ji Xiao: Ha ha
Luo Mingchuan: Never mind brothers