How to Correct Routines One-stop

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Meng Ji was waking up slowly, when he saw the unfamiliar Han Jue in front of him, he was so shocked that he sat up directly and shrank tremblingly in the corner of the wall.

Han Jue didn't expect the child's reaction to be so strong, and he was at a loss for words for a while, "I am your teacher...Master's friend."

It was only then that Meng Ji recalled why he fainted, and the fact that he had worshiped a master before he fainted.He looked around in a daze, and his reaction just now was just a habit he had developed during his daily life, and he didn't intentionally collide with the cold formula.

He took two steps forward and said flatteringly, "What about me, what about my master."

Only then did Xuan Tianshe come over, handed him a pill, and said, "Ji'er, you have been poisoned by the life-severing poison, although Master's pill can't cure the poison, it can replenish your physical strength. "

He was hesitant to see Meng Ji at first, but he looked up at him, gritted his teeth, took it directly and swallowed it.He understood that although the child had been deceived once, twice, or even countless times, he still chose to believe him this time.Xuan Tianshe rubbed Meng Ji's hair, feeling a little sad.

Xuan Tianshe himself was once chased around in Xuan'an City like a rat crossing the street, just for a bite of food.His mother was executed after giving birth to him. He had never met his parents, and since he was a child, this one gave him a mouthful of rice and the other a spoonful of food.When he got a little older, those people stopped caring about him, and he went from house to house, begging for food shamelessly, and he didn't know how many nose dusts he touched.

It was just the past, but he saw the same situation as himself in Meng Ji.Yeah, both of them still choose to trust others after all these setbacks.As a result, the same is almost smashed to pieces.Fortunately, Meng Ji met him, and he met Bai Lin.

Meng Ji's slightly pale face turned rosy after he swallowed the elixir, and his dantian also became hot. The heat kept going up and finally stopped at the back of his head.He was a little surprised, and hurriedly looked up, down, left, and right, but a layer of water vapor slowly appeared in his eyes.

"Master, thank you." The tears that Meng Ji didn't have time to wipe slowly dripped from his fingertips, but he still covered his face and didn't want Xuan Tianshe to see his distressed appearance.

Xuan Tianshe pinched him, and said helplessly, "Why are you crying? You are a man!"

"No one has ever been so kind to me." Meng Ji's voice was a little whimpering, "Master, is this elixir expensive? I... I will definitely respect you from now on."

"Don't mention the word filial piety. If you mention me, you can only think that I am really old." Xuan Tianshe said with a smile.

Han Jue felt very interested when he heard the conversation between the master and the apprentice, so he took over the conversation, "If you say you are very old, then I am very old."

Meng Ji asked with some puzzlement, "How old are Master and this...?"

"Why don't you guess?" Han Jue raised his eyebrows, Xuan Tianshe gave him a sideways glance, the expression "Are you a bit too boring" was written in his eyes.

"My master looks young, maybe in his early 20s." Meng Ji pouted, cupped his face and glanced at Han Jue again, "Well, although you are well maintained, you must be over 30 years old."

Xuan Tianshe couldn't help laughing out loud when he heard Meng Ji's words of praising him and belittling Han Jue, "You dare to say it, kid. Your master is a spiritual cultivator, and he is 230 years old this year."

"Oh, so that's the case. What about him?" Meng Jina glanced at Han Jue and asked, "How old is he?"

Seeing Xuan Tianshe's happy appearance, Han Jue didn't bother to argue with Meng Ji, so he said, "I, it's only been more than three thousand years since I was born out of the shell."

"Three thousand?!" Meng Ji was extremely surprised. He knew that the life span of monks was much longer than that of ordinary people, but he didn't know that they could live for such a long time as 3000 years.He also widened his eyes, staring at Han Jue in a daze.

The wound medicine that Xuan Tianshe asked Xiao Er to beg for was also brought up now, so he pressed down on Meng Ji who was surprised, and applied the medicine to him bit by bit.The unhealed wound was soaked in the potion, and it was a little painful. Although Meng Ji tried his best to resist the pain, the sound of "hissing" still came from his clenched teeth.

"He, you can just call him Han Jue." Xuan Tianshe didn't stop moving his hands, but looked in the direction of Han Jue with a smile on his face, "He is always different from us, and we are still like ordinary people no matter how much we practice. They were born as immortal beasts, so of course they lived longer than us."

Meng Ji nodded with a vague understanding.

Xuan Tianshe suddenly remembered that Meng Ji was just a beggar from Tongling, how could he know about these cultivation matters.He shook his head, but he was careless.However, now is not a good time to impart knowledge, we need to get rid of the life-threatening poison on Meng Ji first.

So he asked, "Ji'er, tell Master, how did you get this poison on your body?"

Meng Ji sighed, not daring to recall, "It was... that person tricked me into taking it. I thought it was the antidote, but I didn't expect that the previous one was not poisonous, but this one is actually poisonous. Master, my poison What to do? Am I going to die?"

The young man's suddenly depressed face caught Xuan Tianshe's pain. Even if Meng Ji had been begging for a living since he was a child, it was only fourteen years. How could he know how to tell good from wrong?Even Xuan Tianshe, who has lived for more than two hundred years, dare not say that he is clear about everything.How can he recognize who is good and who is bad?

"It's okay Ji'er, no matter what, Master will save you." Xuan Tianshe pushed Meng Ji's bangs behind his ears and said firmly, "You tell me right now, do you know who that person is?"

Meng Ji shook his head, "I don't know. I know more or less people in Tongling, and those who don't know are familiar. This person is indeed a foreigner."

"What does he look like?"

"Hmm...he is about twenty years old, with a very ordinary appearance, the kind that can't be found in the crowd. About," Meng Ji gestured at his height, and he was almost at the same level as Xuan Tianshe. , "About this high."

In your twenties?At that age, Zhou Xiuye ​​and Zhou Xiuye ​​were no longer compatible.

Xuan Tianshe subconsciously turned his head to look at Han Jue again, but Han Jue raised his chin at him, motioning for him to continue listening.

"That man is not well dressed, it's just coarse cloth. Oh yes, yes, I saw calluses on his hands. It looks like he has done a lot of chores since he was a child. They are rougher than mine." Ji stretched out his hands and showed them in front of Xuan Tianshe, feeling a little proud.Xuan Tianshe patted him and told him to continue talking.

Meng Ji pursed his lips, and racked his brains to explore in his mind, "Also, this person keeps talking about something... How about my Zhou family, how could my Zhou family be like this, such words."

"Zhou's!" Xuan Tianshe pulled the corner of his mouth and showed a half-smile, "It really is Zhou Xiuye!"

But he suddenly remembered something, his brows were furrowed into an obvious "Chuan", "No... no! If it was Zhou Xiuye, he wouldn't be the right age. My senior brother said before that Zhou Xiuye ​​is a Middle-aged people, then they look about forty years old, how come they are young people in their 20s now. There may be something wrong with this matter."

Han Jue didn't answer the words, but silently imagined how such a situation would happen in his heart.

Meng Ji hesitated, as if he wanted to say it several times but dared not.Seeing him like this, Xuan Tianshe said, "What does Ji'er think? Or, what else did this person say?"

"I used to hear a story about some ghosts, and it said that there is a thing called resurrection from a dead body. Master, do you know?"

"Borrowing the corpse to return the soul? Borrowing the corpse to return the soul..." Xuan Tianshe said the word three or five times, and suddenly seemed to have figured it out, and said with a smile, "Han Jue, do you think this summoning banner can draw out other people's souls? Replace your own? So as to get a younger or more beautiful body?"

"Of course it's possible."

The affirmation of the Han Jue made Xuan Tianxi more agree with his guess, "Sure enough, there are many other functions of this soul-calling flag that we don't know yet. But it is really interesting to replace the soul. If it is used well, it will not matter at all. It takes too much spiritual power to realize the dream of longevity. As long as you find a suitable corpse when you are dying, you can be resurrected infinitely."

Meng Ji tilted his head and listened to Xuan Tianshe's explanation, he didn't understand much, but he still nodded to show that what his master said was right.

"Yes, if this magic weapon is used properly, it can really reach the sky." Han Jue paused, "It's a pity that this week's Xiuye's mind is not right, it's called spiritual cultivation, but in fact it's not as good as the magic cultivation you criticize in writing."

Xuan Tianshe looked at Han Jue with a little disappointment and said, "Why mention us again? I have never asked for any magic cultivators."

Only then did Han Jue realize that he had poked Xuan Tianshe's bad head, and hurriedly said, "A'she, I never told you... I'm sorry."

Xuan Tianshe sneered, "Now that you're sorry, you're talking more and more slippery."

Han Jue smiled mischievously, touched his nose, and didn't dare to make any more noise.

Seeing that the two of them were going back and forth, Meng Ji was really funny, so he looked at one and then the other, tilted his head and laughed, "Master, your relationship is really good."

"Okay?" Xuan Tianshe pursed his lips and shook his head, "Forget it, some people cheat me very well."

Han Jue pretended to be wronged, "Really not."

Xuan Tianshe sneered, and didn't bother with Han Jue anymore.He looked at Meng Ji's wounds, which had all been treated with medicine, there were dozens of them, large and small, and sighed, this child had suffered before.

"It's okay, child, follow Master from now on, and I will definitely not let you suffer any more." Xuan Tianshe patted Meng Ji's shoulder, saw that the child's eyes were moist, and quickly stopped his provocative words.

However, he thought about the function of the soul-calling flag again, and suddenly said, "Then why Meng'er killed Zhou Xiuye ​​so easily at that time, probably because Zhou Xiuye ​​has changed his soul this week, right?"

"Meng'er?" Meng Ji sat up straight suddenly, "But Sister Bai Meng?"

"You know Baimeng? That's right, it's the fairy temple you led me to. How can you not know Baimeng? It's my negligence!"

Meng Ji suddenly took a deep breath, bit his lips fiercely for a moment and said, "Of course. As I said to Master before, I met Sister Baimeng in the Fairy Temple. She...she treated me Excellent. It is also because I took the poison that I died for me."

"What?" Xuan Tianshe was surprised.

"Sister Baimeng, she... she is dead."

The author has something to say:

Baimeng...is a tragic character who can only appear in the dialogue and she will be gone soon qaq