Chapter 160: I am not alone

"That was Xiao Pian just now? Why did he run away?" Fei Yu came over and patted Xian Mingming's shoulder.
"Little cub runs very fast." Chichu noticed that Qixianming's expression was wrong. "What's the matter? Tonight, Baihe invites you to eat Hexian, are you coming?"
Que Xianming packed his mood and fixed his eyes on the two monsters: "It is a pleasure to meet you. I have a bad temper. I may have offended before. Please forgive me."
Chichu and Feiyu were confused by him: "Ah?"
"In the future, follow the instructions of the Snow Mountain King, and you will work hard." Que Xianming patted the shoulders of the two demon, "I'm gone."
It turned into a peacock and fluttered its wings.
Fengyue City is located in the center of the demon world. In the planning of Meng Xueli, a school will be built here in the future.
The destroyed city has now been rebuilt, and the drawings were designed by Chichu, the construction was organized by Feiyu, and supervised by King Baihe. Fengyue City has become more livable, unlike the exquisite luxury of the past, flashy.
During the construction, Que Xianming flew around the city at sunrise and sunset every day to check what was missing. He watched the house street rise from the rubble day by day, and became a piece of film, and he felt happy and relieved. As if to see the beautiful picture of the demon world.
The two monsters on the ground were covered with mist, and they didn't recover until the blue-green streamer disappeared to the horizon.
Feiyu: "He just said where he is going? Are you looking for Mirage?"
Chichu: "I don't know, it seems like I'm not coming back, hahaha."
Feiyu also laughed: "Go, go and eat fresh."
Que Xianming flew all the way west, flying over the mountains and rivers. At this height, it is rare to encounter other bird races. Even if there is, they will change to avoid in advance because of the fear of his colossal demon.
He was squinted slightly in the high winds, and white clouds passed through his colorful feathers. He loves freedom by nature and enjoys soaring the world the most. At this time, he feels that a large stone is pressed against his heart, like a moth that can't fly out of the glass cover.
After half a day of flying, he descended. The sea breeze was salty, the waves were raging, the white waves rolled up, and the waves were higher than the waves. As soon as the peacock landed, a sharp howling came from the bottom of the sea, just like a warning. A group of sharks rushed to the white beach with a trident, and immediately surrounded the groups of Que Xianming.
The sharks have a fish tail, two temples grow scales, and their hair is like seaweed, and they are covered with gentle shark yarn. They wept into tears, and some scorpion beads were washed ashore by the waves, scattered among the white sand beaches, sparkling.
Que Xianming knew that they were beautiful in appearance and cruel in character. He came here more than two hundred years ago and wanted to take away the tiny beads on the beach to coax Hu Xiaoyuan. Unexpectedly, it was discovered by the sharks and the two sides started. He was young at that time, lack of power, and almost died at West Beach.
A group of sharks could not help but say, lift their halberds and stab them, and the sparrow first turned into a human body. With a few flashes, they escaped dangerously and dangerously, but did not fight back.
There was a cry from the bottom of the sea and asked, "Dare you, dare to come?"
The crowd of sharks stopped. The sea was separated on both sides, and a cold-looking, gorgeously dressed shark appeared to the surface and looked at him: "Don't think that there is a snow mountain king to support you, you can do whatever you want, come to the looting of the shark family!" The sharks know that the power and status of the bird is not the same as before, and it is difficult for the two parties to complain first.
Que Xianming: "I want the best bead."
The sharks were frightened and angry, as if they saw blood staining the West Beach.
Que Xianming raised his hands: "But this time, I want to use fair methods to trade fairly, buy or sell."
The shark family is in an uproar. Youji shouted: "Can't believe him!"
The Queen of the Shark clan stared at Qin Xianming for a moment and suddenly laughed: "Then what do you think of this one?"
She flipped her palm and held a bright pearl in her palm. The pearl shone with a soft brilliance, which could be photographed at night. Compared with the broken beads on the beach, the sun and the moon were more than fireflies.
"It is the best shark bead in the world, beautiful and flawless, just like the stars in the sky." Said the Queen of the shark family, "but what can you change?"
Que Xianming: "I brought money."
"Money is a vulgar thing. We have fish tails and can swim around the sea. We discard fish tails and get legs to walk on land. What do you think I am missing?"
Que Xianming: "... I don't know."
The Queen of Sharks sneered: "I still lack a pair of wings!"
Que Xianming's eyes were fierce: "You!"
"I want you to pull out half of your feathers. If you really want shark beads, just use the feathers."
Shaoqun laughed courageously, raised their eyebrows and exhaled, and shouted, "Change the feathers!"
Birds raise their feathers, like a human race. The gorgeous feathers are not only used for viewing and flying, but also represent the dignity of the big demon. Occasionally gifted to others, he demon a feather, in order to express love, just like Que Xianming gifted to the young Hu.
The feathered phoenix is ​​not as good as the chicken, not to mention the feathered peacock. When this matter spread, Que Xianming would become the demon's laughing stock, and don't want to have face and prestige anymore.
Que Xianming looked around and vaguely understood something. It turned out that sometimes it was more courageous to bow down and ask for help than to kill the Quartet.
"Okay, I'll change it with you."
The Queen of the Shark Clan didn't expect the Peacock to really agree, and was amazed for a while. The words spoken by the public were not good for regret.
"Raising feathers is not easy, you really think about it, is it worth it?"
Finch Xianming nodded, showing the original form
The peacock blew loudly, and its wings spread out like a blue-green satin fluttering in the wind, and then suddenly collapsed to all sides. Countless feathers floated down and fluttered. The roots of the feathers were stained with red blood and sprinkled on the white beach, dots and dots, like snow plum blossoms.
The sharks looked at each other in silence.
The Queen of Sharks said: "I really don't understand. What do you want the best bead for?"
Qin Xianming turned into a human body, his face pale and his eyes calm.
He wiped the blood on his lips and looked to the sky in the distance: "Send a friend. This is the last thing I can do for him."

Meng Xueli sat at the window listening to Chun Yu. In the second half of the night the sound of rain gradually faded, and Moon Shadow leaked out of the cracks of the clouds again, glowing with blue light.
After the rain, the garden was full of fallen leaves, and the moonlight in the sky was hazy, coating Meng Xueli by the window with a halo.
For a long time, Mirage had passed the secret code to the hand of Finchianming. Meng Xueli thought, with Mirage's mind, he could never imagine the meaning, and it would be safe.
The door opened gently, and a few rays of cold wind and a touch of moonlight after the rain. Ji Xiao flicked the clothes off the flowers before entering the door.
"Tomorrow, I'm going back to the demon world." Meng Xueli turned his head and said in a relaxed tone of gossip and family, "I stayed in the world for half a year and only communicated with the demon world by letter. Although Chichu, Feiyu pressed I explained that I did very well, and Baihe helped, but I always remembered there ... "
The general situation of the world has been fixed, and Meng Xueli proposed to go back to building the demon world. The timing is reasonable.
Since the opening of business roads between the two realms, the dark lines of "Hengtong Juyuan" turned from dark to bright. Biyou, Ruan Hui and other half-demons traveled between the two realms more frequently, conveying Meng Xueli's instructions to Chichu and Feiyu. For the rest of the life after the robbery, the King of Snow Mountain remembered the life-saving right of King Snow Mountain. While he nourished himself, he was busy with trade, and he didn't want to fight again.
"I'll accompany you." Ji Xiao closed the door and approached, untiring the hair crown and sending out her hair.
"No. Don't delay the schoolwork of the school children." Meng Xueli laughed, "Then I said, 'If the two feelings are long, how can we be in the morning and evening'. We will come to Japan to grow up."
Ji Xiao felt something faintly, frowning slightly: "In the snow, whenever I am, I always stand beside you."
Meng Xueli shuddered in his heart and forced himself to calm down: "Me too."
Ji Xiao smiled: "I am not alone. Thank you."
"Why don't you and I thank you." Meng Xueli's smile lightened, extinguished the light on the case: "Sleep."
The same bed shares the same pillow, but the same bed has different dreams. In Meng Xue's heart, there are great events, but he doesn't want to move, and it is really hard in front of Ji Xiao.
He never imagined that there would be such a day, and he and Ji Xiao finally became model practitioners in the practice world, the kind of "closest to the most sparse".
In order to be public or private, Hu Woo must kill, one for him to harm the two realms of the demon, to stir up the wind and rain; the other for him to imprison his friend Que Xianming. But this matter must not be told to Ji Xiao.
Ji Xiao has already killed a saint. If he kills another one, he will still kill his brother. Even if he takes some reason, he still looks ruthless and terrifying-killing the other two saints in the world, only he is solemn and exclusive. Luck. Now Ji Xiao is so prestigious in the world that there is no need to add such a name.
As for what Hu Hu did and how much he did, perhaps he didn't have to go back to the Qing Dynasty to speak out before he died, Ji Xiao had already guessed it, and it was clear. It is normal for the younger brother to understand his brother. But Ji Xiao was reluctant to pursue, or even asked one more question.
If you do n’t listen, you do n’t have no attitude. Ji Xiao's attitude is clear enough to just let it go.
In the final analysis, Ji Xiao still did not want to be an enemy of Hu Chao. Meng Xueli also didn't want the Taoist compatriots to get into a dilemma, entangled in their minds, and left behind some obstacles for their demons.
He fights with Hu Woo, once the movements are made, the atmosphere of the world will inevitably change drastically and will be noticed by Ji Xiao.
So in this plan, he needs someone to lead Ji Xiao to somewhere else, to help hold Ji Xiao, if he can drag one point one point.
Meng Xueli stayed up all night and felt calm. When it was dawn, when I pushed the door, I saw a lot of flowers in the courtyard, but it was still spring, but it was a little bit mean.
The Mirage is not there, nor is Yu Qishu. After feeding the koi carp in the pond, Meng Xueli went down the mountain with Ji Xiao and sent him to the front of Yongxue Academy.
One day's plan is in the morning, the sound of early reading floats through the heavy courtyard wall. This is different from the regular private school reciting books neatly. The students read their own Taoist scriptures, which are noisy, noisy, and noisy.
Although the resources and ways of spiritual practice have become rich, the practice itself has not been simplified at all. It still requires extraordinary perseverance, courage, and talent. Students cherish the opportunity to study here, so they are more diligent.
The deacon of the college is served by the capable buddies and confidant shopkeepers trained by Qian Yuzhi. They are responsible for the logistics of the college, the coordination of income and expenditure and other chores. The gentlemen are only responsible for lectures.
At the beginning of the establishment of the college, only Meng Xueli and Ji Xiao, and now there are elders of various major schools and authoritative representatives of a certain type of Taoism, often give lectures. The bulletin board posted several latest news:
"Tomorrow's time, Elder Liu from Wuyin Guan's talk about 'screen selection' is located in the main hall of the South Building. There is no limit on the number of places. Please attend the meeting on time."
"When applying tomorrow, Master Hui De of Nanling Temple will talk about" Introduction to Dan Dao ". For students who are interested in alchemy, please go to the West Building to apply."
"On the first day of next month," Daily maintenance and recasting of the sword "..."
"On the third day of next month," primary identification and cultivation of spirit grass "..."
"The fifth day of next month," Small Spirit Animal Skin Care "..."
Some disciples are too young. The bulletin board notice is written in vernacular as much as possible so that everyone can understand it.
Yu Qishu has done a good job in enrollment assessment. Yongxue College has gathered a group of high-quality students. Whether it is a casual repair without a school or a mortal who has just entered the Taoism, they are all very talented practitioners.
So many good seedlings can't go to Hanshan to learn swords in the future. The factions thought about each other: "You need to think of a way to cultivate their interest and favor in my school in advance. When they graduate from the college, the saying is to graduate, yes, you can still be a disciple of me."
So he offered to give lectures in college, Ji Xiao never refused such a thing. After speaking in class, the strong of the factions often promote the benefits of their respective schools, but after all, under the eyes of Ji Xiao, no one dares to talk nonsense out of nothing, and the atmosphere of discussion is warm and harmonious.
Although the factions started from selfishness and selfishness, they ended up doing good things for the progress of the entire spiritual world.
In addition to lectures by elders and seniors, at Yongxue College, students who are particularly excellent in a certain area can also become teachers. For example, Ning Wei, he took Ji Xiao ’s high-level swordsmanship class, and at the same time he also taught a class to teach the basic sword style of the young disciples who had just entered the Tao.
Although the students are all young people, some disciples have senior ranks in their respective schools. For example, which of the head disciples and elders ’personal disciples has led to complicated seniority in the college and it is not convenient to call them.
If it is called "Dao You", it seems too decent, as if the waters meet together; if it is called "the same Tao", it is not true. The academy aims to be inclusive and communicate with each other, to learn from each other's strengths and weaknesses. It may not be the same as the practice, but just learn from each other and respect each other.
Yu Qishu came up with a name called "classmates", people who study together, this is not wrong.
The name "Classmate" is very popular, and everyone is happy to call it. There is a sequence of smells, but no height. It is a rare experience to study together in the academy and go together for a while.
Meng Xueli looked at the bulletin board: "The course names are getting more and more careful. I do n’t know, there are so many mysteries in each course. I also just have a slightly stronger combat skills, learning the world without boundaries, and trying to understand a hundred ways of Taoism. , I am afraid there is no time to come. "
"There is a person who can do anything except swordsmanship. Unfortunately, he will not come to be a gentleman." Ji Xiaodao said.
"You said your brother?" Meng Xueli asked.
Ji Xiao nodded.
Meng Xueli smiled and didn't answer: "I'm gone."
He left as soon as he said, and Yu Jian took off without a miss.
Every time Meng Xueli came to Yongxue College and listened to the sound of reading in the college, he would always be happy for Ji Xiao, while observing reflection, learning from experience, and thinking about how to educate the demon.
But today is different.
Ji Xiao walked out of three steps, stopped suddenly, looked back and looked, seeming to be reluctant, and seemed to perceive something.
When Ji Xiao walked away, the young deacon greeted at the door could not help but whisper:
"That is Jianzun and the demon king? What a pair of fairy couples!"
"Isn't it? You're new here. I'll see you for the first time. I'll get used to seeing it in the future ..."
Another person said: "May they last for a long time. The world is peaceful, the Three Realms are peaceful."