Chapter 8: Thousand miles of clouds

At this time, several monks in the hall were all disciples of the two factions. They were all in the Hanshan Ancestral Hall that day, witnessing the mourning and crying spirit of Meng Xueli.
Everyone, you say one thing to me and tell the teenager about Ji Xiaodao.
Some people said that Meng Xueli had a strong temperament and a deep affection, and some said he was too naive.
The teenager listened in silence, then said softly at the end: "Nonsense."
He had a dull voice because of his cough. When someone saw him, he didn't hear the words clearly.
Ujin fell, and the sunset glowed from the window. The teenager sat in the light golden twilight, wondering what to expect, his pale face flushed slightly.
He is Ji Xiao.
Ji Xiao experienced great difficulties in life and death, ruining her body. He had no choice but to travel thousands of miles at night to find a young boy who would die and rebirth.
The method of decent monk's seizing the house is to find a person who has no relatives and friends and whose breath is about to be cut off. This body fits into his character, and he falls ill, and his fate has been exhausted that night, which was just right. But his soul is too strong, and his weak body is difficult to bear, just like the sharp blade is returned to the fragile glass scabbard, and it is inevitable that it will bump.
Ji Xiao used the power of the gods to cleanse his body and create the body of the sword spirit, just like polishing a sword. This pain cannot be resolved until now. His heart was like a knife, and he couldn't help coughing.
But compared to ignorance and death, suffering from pain is a life-specific experience.
Everyone is still talking about Meng Xueli.
Seeing that everyone couldn't stop chatting, Zhang Suyuan had to take the initiative to bring the topic back:
"These have nothing to do with you, just listen to it. You will definitely not visit the Changchun Peak. There are five peaks in Hanshan, and all the peak owners are powerful Mahayana. I heard that this year's real person intends to accept the disciples, maybe you Can become the head of the family. "
He patted the young man's shoulder and joked: "If you catch up with the elder Taishang and go out to accept the disciples, that's even better. In the future, we will call you" Master Uncle. ""
In fact, according to the rules, before entering Hanshan's inner gate, we must also pass the examination of Yanfatang. The peak receiver is not just looking at qualifications. But now there is Mingyue Lake staring at him, he will work hard to draw a pie, trying to deepen the youth's affection for Hanshan.
Li Wei said: "Even if we don't go to the main peak, we are very good at Bibi Peak, aren't you most admiring Ji Xiao real people? My Master has a very good relationship with Jianzun! Our main hall of the peak is hung with the statuette of Jianzun, You can look up every day after you come. That is really a good word, two good poems-a thousand miles from the heart, a thousand mountains from the mountains. What is the sword, the sword ... "
He was able to speak with interest, his voice suddenly weakened, and only hated that he had not been to the main hall a few times, but he forgot the second half of the sentence. Under the watch of Mingyue Lake, his face flushed.
"Jianben has no intention, it's up to me." Ji Xiao rescued him.
"Yes, yes!" Li Wei shocked: "How do you know?"
"……heard about it."
"It can also be heard that it proves that you have a close relationship with me and you should be a disciple of Hanshan!"
Ji Xiao thought helplessly that these two poems were really not written by me.
Your master imitated my handwriting and stolen my seal, but he was young and I was not good at thinking about him ...
When I want to come, I feel bad and can't help but low cough.
Jing Di saw that the young man was like a treasure trove of Hanshan poems, and he did not have the possibility to change to Mingyue Lake. It was tangled and useless, but he hurt his face. It was a pity. He smiled and said: "It is not early, I will not disturb the three ways Friends are on their way, do n’t pass on. "
The three of Hanshan could not wait for Mingyue Lake to disappear instantly. Fearing that they would stay a little longer, they became a "gentle and beautiful sister" to kidnap ignorant teenagers.
The recycler finally raised his eyebrows and exhaled, and the monk Hanshan smiled brightly.
"Jing Daoyou's good to go, don't give away, goodbye!"
Jing Di was not angry, and walked to the door with a group of disciples. He smiled back and said: "There is no need to be destined, Han Hai's secret realm meets naturally. And look at where the spring is next year, where is the beginning of the world?"
The voice had just dropped, and the figure had gone away.
Li Wei and He Ming clapped the table angrily.
Zhang Suoyuan disagreed and turned to smile at the teenager: "These days, I'm in a hurry to hurry up and work hard for you. If you are too tired, don't hold on, we can spend the night in town."
Ji Xiao shook his head: "No hard work. Let's go back to the mountain as soon as possible."
The three listened, thinking that the young man was sick and fragile, and ran along with them. He had never complained. With excellent qualifications and toughness, there is no limit to the future.
Fortunately, Mingyue Lake returned without success, thank Ji Jixiao for blessing in the spirit of heaven!
...
Ji Xiao did not know that he was being thanked. He heard others talk about the sword he used, the secret realm he opened, and the companions in his peak, but he felt like listening to the story.
A big dream, all eyes are empty, just to start over.
But his nominal Taoist, Meng Xueli, seemed a bit wrong.
He left Chu Chuan Wu Jian at Changchun Peak. As long as Meng Xueli does not leave Changchun Peak, no one can hurt him.
Why compile a set of ‘last wishes’ in the ancestral hall, you have to go to the mysterious realm of Hanhai for a walk ...
Did someone force him? Did someone bully him?
Many pictures flashed in the mind of Ji Xiao, and at one time I saw Meng Xueli lost his 'Eternal Changchun' formation asylum. In the wind and snow, I shivered and shrunk into a mass; I saw Meng Xueli being driven out of the cold mountain for a while. , With a grudge against the world.
His attitude towards Meng Xueli is more complicated, not only afraid of others bullying Dao Lu, but also afraid of Dao Lu to bully others.
Other monks regard the union as a major event in life. However, in Ji Xiao's long monastic career, Meng Xueli only occupied one thousandth of mind--
When Lu Yu was on the verge of death, he felt guilty and rescued him. One thousandth is enough.
There are so many more complicated things in the world until the Dharma body is completely destroyed.
But what about Meng Xueli?
In the past, he promised to protect him for a lifetime and worry-free food and clothing.
It is natural to be ashamed to have promised but failed to fulfill the promise.
So that one thousandth became a variable.
Ji Xiao walked in the deserted sunset, remembering the day he first met Meng Xueli.
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ps: Thousands of miles of mountains and mountains are from the "Fish Swimming Spring" in the Song Dynasty