Again in the past two months, the ri Meng Hao cross legs meditate abode of fairies and immortals in the mountains, all of a sudden there was a roar of sound vibrations around, in the roar, yamauchi beast qi qi, the abode of fairies and immortals Meng Hao by him a piece of cut stone directly collapse under burst open.
Rubble scattered, Meng Hao figure out from the abode of fairies and immortals, his long hair shawls, one of the scribes gown, her eyes glittering like electricity, the temperament of a hardly upon him, was as if a aroma.
His face with joy, standing outside the abode of fairies and immortals, eye closure after a long time after the laughter, laughter echoed around, surprised the beast ran away again.
"Condensate gas eight!" Meng Hao clenched fist, item of shining gold awn, if in the night, must look more bright.
More than two months, he always retreat here, the start of the tension and crisis with the passage of time slowly dissipated, he slowly with the practice, there are more than ten thousand LingShi, there are a lot of Dan medicine, Meng Hao began the long retreat.
He didn't want to let oneself always under crisis, only let oneself constantly strengthen, step by step, can let can threaten their people less and less.
"I want to be strong, there is no other reason, just want to be strong!" Meng Hao standing outside the abode of fairies and immortals, deep breathing a mouthful of air in the mountain, firm orders.
Although he is a scholar, although studies is the Confucian, but three years is enough to change some intrinsic, Meng Hao after a series of things, at the moment is not the state of mind already, but he xing, the persistent, gradually revealed.
The persistent, insist, after he dropped off in his within backer of struggle, king in his face off against, at the moment, is embodied in his expectations for the future.
One wants to be stronger, if want to become rich like rich, this is a dream, there is no reason, if I say, is afraid of the poor, is small and weak scared, so be stronger, so to be a rich man, this is the man's day xing Meng Hao understanding.
"Life burning, call it strong, such as self-renewal in life, not bow." Meng Hao raised his head, he thought of the backer, zhao the inevitability of the strong, the thought of a person's hand will kill their apathy, thought about the king took off around the middle-aged protects one's eyes.
"Missing father and mother since I was young, without strong persistence heart, also can not live now, would have desperate, anchor inside, if I don't have the strength, also cannot be was a disciple who, self-improvement, perseverance, this is my future path." Meng Hao long breath of relief, right hand raised the left sleeve, a black fly out immediately, and into the black se nail, the nail has just appeared immediately black big bright, straight to the distance a piece of rock.
Boom, the foot has two zhangs how high rock collapse directly, torn apart, but also on the collapse of rubble, emerged a large number of black se ice, landing, even ground is scattered out of the cold.
Meng Hao god se satisfaction, right hand a recruit, fly directly back to the black se nails, Meng Hao palms, again a sling, colorful light immediately fills the air, flying out of the ten six feather fan, fills the air around as Meng Hao finger of right hand, immediately the fan directly spread out with a loud bang.
16 scattered light, it was ten six feathers, they fly in the air like handfuls of sword, out of a sharp, as Meng Hao right hand a recruit, these ten six straight to Meng Hao feathers here, outside his body, rapidly to pack up all sorts of appearance more power but by his spirit.
After a while, this ten six feather back into treasure fan, landed in Meng Hao hands.
"LingShi unfortunately is not enough, the bronze mirror was too LingShi, copying a miracle would have one hundred pieces of LingShi, it also just, magic can replicate condensate gas layer with eight days, need five hundred LingShi to reproduce a.
This price is too high... "Meng Hao thought of LingShi frowned at once, more than ten thousand LingShi this moment is running out, can be in two months from the seven layers of condensate gas breakthrough to eight layer, Meng Hao swallowed by fully has more than eighty grain miracle, almost every day to swallow a two this just entering the condensate gas eight steps.
"The more practice in the future, the more the spirit force." Meng Hao muttered, glanced at his store content bag, best at the moment there are five grains to the inside of the day, but before he had swallowed a grain, found that want to condensate gas nine layers, also need about one hundred and fifty grain appearance to the least.
"In addition to a psychic need more reasons, it is associated with Dan medicine I eat too much, make my body rejecting Dan medicine has begun to appear?" Meng Hao hesitated, not sure, but according to his calculations, the magic without day, Dan medicine should be the number of other more.
"One hundred and fifty days magic... is equivalent to more than seventy thousand LingShi... otherwise you need to just can make up for long time, just my qualification, time for more..." Meng Hao thought of here, suddenly dark with a sigh, the more feel dry storage bag.
His store content bag and three pieces of the big LingShi Meng Hao dare not to use, as his spiritual practice, the longer the more he felt when copying a wooden too reckless, this big LingShi must not neglect, otherwise it is impossible to copy crystal jade blood.
"This big LingShi must not be less than absolutely necessary, to use, maybe in the future we will have a better use." Meng Hao determined, at this moment the body rushed into a changhong, foot treasure light fills the air, straight to the distance.
Reiki Meng Hao slightly a thoughtfully, body movement, immediately at the foot of treasure fan light dissipates, change is not surprising, Meng Hao that trust, that blow away.
"In the past several months, the purple of the disciple should go." Meng Hao carefully all the way, quietly thinking, until after he left the mountains, lifted up his eyes, Meng Hao remember this direction, should be a quick near the capital of zhao.
There was a second only to the east soil datang place in his dreams, back at the moment, Meng Hao inner feelings, on the three years in imperial examinations, this three years, Meng Hao also not qualified to the final test of the city, but now it is three years, he is no longer a scholar, has become a monk.
Near the capital of zhao, Meng Hao no longer slide from time to time, but walk on the road, long hair beam, a suit of the teachers of the robe made him look, as if still as a scholar, the small size, now is high also, this several years of practice the more slender body, although the skin is black, can seem very god is gold, and with temperament.
At the moment is a trance, season, march for zhao and sometimes also falling snowflakes, at the moment as Meng Hao, unconsciously, to be covered in the evening in the awning, snowflakes fall gradually.
Soon sprinkled on the earth, it looks like the whole earth of a layer of white.
Snow falls on Meng Hao hair, no melting, but floating in there, as the wind blows, perhaps to leave.
All round is not quiet, the more close to the capital of zhao, the more I have the carriage, behind Meng Hao at the moment, there is a carriage, is fast speed, afraid of missing the gates closed time.
Passing Meng Hao, raised the snowflakes, the carriage GaiLian was also open a trace of wind, revealing a scholar to study in it.
The scholar Meng Hao see their eyes, god se is calm, but eyes like emerged a few years ago, their reading is like, clearly only twenty years old, but at the moment Meng Hao, is felt his heart, seems to old some.
Was a sigh, but the cart stopped at the front, GaiLian was uncovered, which the scholar seems to look back a look, such as Meng Hao approached, walking on the scholar from the carriage, toward Meng Hao fuels a worship.
"Pal is also go to the capital of zhao imperial examination?"
"The dream of early reading had exalted, now, just want to go to take a look at the tang building." Meng Hao hurriedly reciprocate.
"Unfortunately, has a good brother, think or can become in the same year, why should you give up career?" The scholar looks with Meng Hao age, at the moment with regrets.
Meng Hao shook his head not language.
", this snow, road go bad, if fear into not to come late, Pal than with the next, or even into the city." See like Meng Hao scholar of the scholar, inviting smile.
Se Meng Hao looked at day, and then at the scholar, fuels thanked, got into the carriage with each other.
The carriage of a copper furnace, burning inside, dispel the cold outside, also can see the scholar's family circumstances rich, and old man outside driving, many details you can see it all.
Especially the old man though with the hat to bend, but his hands joints is very big, a see be will.
"Niche Zheng Yong, you don't have to be stiff, you and I are educated, is supposed to help each other out." Zheng Yong gave a warm hands, and laughed.
"The next Meng Hao, thank Zheng Xiong." Meng Haoxiao mouth, eyes rested on the Zheng Yong side scroll, write the word "rites, ancient incense se, a look, it is not of the rubbings, but ancient books.
"Surname meng?" Zheng Yong god se is immediately, the carriage inconvenience in its body, but also fuels a worship.
"Originally is li ren with their father, jeong in-car faux pas, still hope Meng Xiong forgive me."
"Zheng Xiong don't have to be so, last name, the patriarch, next to children, but often this, ashamed." Meng Hao fuels in return, two people sit down again.
"Meng Xiong was wrong, the name and the nature, as the above, after their father, even if is not the imperial, as long as you have a" benevolence, but is insistance life." Zheng Yong serious talk.
"What is Confucianism, Zheng Xiong?" Meng Hao silence, look up, after a short look at present scholar, said calmly.
"Music, righteousness, loyal and moderation, for Confucianism." Zheng Yong without thinking, open immediately.
Meng Hao didn't speak, looking out the window GaiLian when snowflakes drifting into the, a voice for a long time light.
"What is life?" Meng Hao asked.
"Life?" Zheng Yong one leng, hesitated, no open immediately.
Car quiet, only the sound of the snow outside SOB, Meng Hao raised his right hand, and stretch out GaiLian, gradually with the snow in his hands.
"This snow, winter is the only thing that can appear, it can only live in the cold, so this winter, is its life." Meng Hao speak softly, his right hand back with snow near copper furnace, you can see the snow melting fast, become water, flowing in Meng Hao palmprint.
"Snow, only can live in the winter, near the fire, it will die, that is its life, no matter how to yearn for summer, but it... only away.
As the water in the snow in my palm, because this is not the world... "Meng Hao right hand raised, will be a wave of his hand outside the water droplets to the carriage of the droplets immediately in the outside, in the world of the scholar to see, to become the snow.
Zheng Yong leng where god se show blank, until after the carriage into the gate, Meng Hao came the voice of the light.
"Thanks Zheng Xiong accompany all the way, meng leave." Meng Hao fuels a worship, got up and down the carriage, through the falling snow, gradually into the street.
"Yearning for summer, but can only survive in the winter snow, ri can only silently away... this is the life of snow?" Zheng Yong look into the distance Meng Hao figure, muttered, for a long time under the carriage, in the direction of the Meng Hao away, fuels a worship deeply.
Gradually in the cold wind, his figure was covered with the snow, but he knew that back in the carriage, the snow will die, today the scene of ri, his life will not forget, until many years later became the name zhao's insistance, he would sometimes in ri winter snow, raised her hand and looked at the snow slowly into the water in the palm, silently think of a few years ago, in hakodate, that is called Meng Hao scholar.
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Rubble scattered, Meng Hao figure out from the abode of fairies and immortals, his long hair shawls, one of the scribes gown, her eyes glittering like electricity, the temperament of a hardly upon him, was as if a aroma.
His face with joy, standing outside the abode of fairies and immortals, eye closure after a long time after the laughter, laughter echoed around, surprised the beast ran away again.
"Condensate gas eight!" Meng Hao clenched fist, item of shining gold awn, if in the night, must look more bright.
More than two months, he always retreat here, the start of the tension and crisis with the passage of time slowly dissipated, he slowly with the practice, there are more than ten thousand LingShi, there are a lot of Dan medicine, Meng Hao began the long retreat.
He didn't want to let oneself always under crisis, only let oneself constantly strengthen, step by step, can let can threaten their people less and less.
"I want to be strong, there is no other reason, just want to be strong!" Meng Hao standing outside the abode of fairies and immortals, deep breathing a mouthful of air in the mountain, firm orders.
Although he is a scholar, although studies is the Confucian, but three years is enough to change some intrinsic, Meng Hao after a series of things, at the moment is not the state of mind already, but he xing, the persistent, gradually revealed.
The persistent, insist, after he dropped off in his within backer of struggle, king in his face off against, at the moment, is embodied in his expectations for the future.
One wants to be stronger, if want to become rich like rich, this is a dream, there is no reason, if I say, is afraid of the poor, is small and weak scared, so be stronger, so to be a rich man, this is the man's day xing Meng Hao understanding.
"Life burning, call it strong, such as self-renewal in life, not bow." Meng Hao raised his head, he thought of the backer, zhao the inevitability of the strong, the thought of a person's hand will kill their apathy, thought about the king took off around the middle-aged protects one's eyes.
"Missing father and mother since I was young, without strong persistence heart, also can not live now, would have desperate, anchor inside, if I don't have the strength, also cannot be was a disciple who, self-improvement, perseverance, this is my future path." Meng Hao long breath of relief, right hand raised the left sleeve, a black fly out immediately, and into the black se nail, the nail has just appeared immediately black big bright, straight to the distance a piece of rock.
Boom, the foot has two zhangs how high rock collapse directly, torn apart, but also on the collapse of rubble, emerged a large number of black se ice, landing, even ground is scattered out of the cold.
Meng Hao god se satisfaction, right hand a recruit, fly directly back to the black se nails, Meng Hao palms, again a sling, colorful light immediately fills the air, flying out of the ten six feather fan, fills the air around as Meng Hao finger of right hand, immediately the fan directly spread out with a loud bang.
16 scattered light, it was ten six feathers, they fly in the air like handfuls of sword, out of a sharp, as Meng Hao right hand a recruit, these ten six straight to Meng Hao feathers here, outside his body, rapidly to pack up all sorts of appearance more power but by his spirit.
After a while, this ten six feather back into treasure fan, landed in Meng Hao hands.
"LingShi unfortunately is not enough, the bronze mirror was too LingShi, copying a miracle would have one hundred pieces of LingShi, it also just, magic can replicate condensate gas layer with eight days, need five hundred LingShi to reproduce a.
This price is too high... "Meng Hao thought of LingShi frowned at once, more than ten thousand LingShi this moment is running out, can be in two months from the seven layers of condensate gas breakthrough to eight layer, Meng Hao swallowed by fully has more than eighty grain miracle, almost every day to swallow a two this just entering the condensate gas eight steps.
"The more practice in the future, the more the spirit force." Meng Hao muttered, glanced at his store content bag, best at the moment there are five grains to the inside of the day, but before he had swallowed a grain, found that want to condensate gas nine layers, also need about one hundred and fifty grain appearance to the least.
"In addition to a psychic need more reasons, it is associated with Dan medicine I eat too much, make my body rejecting Dan medicine has begun to appear?" Meng Hao hesitated, not sure, but according to his calculations, the magic without day, Dan medicine should be the number of other more.
His store content bag and three pieces of the big LingShi Meng Hao dare not to use, as his spiritual practice, the longer the more he felt when copying a wooden too reckless, this big LingShi must not neglect, otherwise it is impossible to copy crystal jade blood.
"This big LingShi must not be less than absolutely necessary, to use, maybe in the future we will have a better use." Meng Hao determined, at this moment the body rushed into a changhong, foot treasure light fills the air, straight to the distance.
Reiki Meng Hao slightly a thoughtfully, body movement, immediately at the foot of treasure fan light dissipates, change is not surprising, Meng Hao that trust, that blow away.
"In the past several months, the purple of the disciple should go." Meng Hao carefully all the way, quietly thinking, until after he left the mountains, lifted up his eyes, Meng Hao remember this direction, should be a quick near the capital of zhao.
There was a second only to the east soil datang place in his dreams, back at the moment, Meng Hao inner feelings, on the three years in imperial examinations, this three years, Meng Hao also not qualified to the final test of the city, but now it is three years, he is no longer a scholar, has become a monk.
Near the capital of zhao, Meng Hao no longer slide from time to time, but walk on the road, long hair beam, a suit of the teachers of the robe made him look, as if still as a scholar, the small size, now is high also, this several years of practice the more slender body, although the skin is black, can seem very god is gold, and with temperament.
At the moment is a trance, season, march for zhao and sometimes also falling snowflakes, at the moment as Meng Hao, unconsciously, to be covered in the evening in the awning, snowflakes fall gradually.
Snow falls on Meng Hao hair, no melting, but floating in there, as the wind blows, perhaps to leave.
All round is not quiet, the more close to the capital of zhao, the more I have the carriage, behind Meng Hao at the moment, there is a carriage, is fast speed, afraid of missing the gates closed time.
Passing Meng Hao, raised the snowflakes, the carriage GaiLian was also open a trace of wind, revealing a scholar to study in it.
The scholar Meng Hao see their eyes, god se is calm, but eyes like emerged a few years ago, their reading is like, clearly only twenty years old, but at the moment Meng Hao, is felt his heart, seems to old some.
Was a sigh, but the cart stopped at the front, GaiLian was uncovered, which the scholar seems to look back a look, such as Meng Hao approached, walking on the scholar from the carriage, toward Meng Hao fuels a worship.
"Pal is also go to the capital of zhao imperial examination?"
"The dream of early reading had exalted, now, just want to go to take a look at the tang building." Meng Hao hurriedly reciprocate.
"Unfortunately, has a good brother, think or can become in the same year, why should you give up career?" The scholar looks with Meng Hao age, at the moment with regrets.
Meng Hao shook his head not language.
", this snow, road go bad, if fear into not to come late, Pal than with the next, or even into the city." See like Meng Hao scholar of the scholar, inviting smile.
Se Meng Hao looked at day, and then at the scholar, fuels thanked, got into the carriage with each other.
Especially the old man though with the hat to bend, but his hands joints is very big, a see be will.
"Niche Zheng Yong, you don't have to be stiff, you and I are educated, is supposed to help each other out." Zheng Yong gave a warm hands, and laughed.
"The next Meng Hao, thank Zheng Xiong." Meng Haoxiao mouth, eyes rested on the Zheng Yong side scroll, write the word "rites, ancient incense se, a look, it is not of the rubbings, but ancient books.
"Surname meng?" Zheng Yong god se is immediately, the carriage inconvenience in its body, but also fuels a worship.
"Originally is li ren with their father, jeong in-car faux pas, still hope Meng Xiong forgive me."
"Zheng Xiong don't have to be so, last name, the patriarch, next to children, but often this, ashamed." Meng Hao fuels in return, two people sit down again.
"Meng Xiong was wrong, the name and the nature, as the above, after their father, even if is not the imperial, as long as you have a" benevolence, but is insistance life." Zheng Yong serious talk.
"What is Confucianism, Zheng Xiong?" Meng Hao silence, look up, after a short look at present scholar, said calmly.
Meng Hao didn't speak, looking out the window GaiLian when snowflakes drifting into the, a voice for a long time light.
"What is life?" Meng Hao asked.
"Life?" Zheng Yong one leng, hesitated, no open immediately.
Car quiet, only the sound of the snow outside SOB, Meng Hao raised his right hand, and stretch out GaiLian, gradually with the snow in his hands.
"This snow, winter is the only thing that can appear, it can only live in the cold, so this winter, is its life." Meng Hao speak softly, his right hand back with snow near copper furnace, you can see the snow melting fast, become water, flowing in Meng Hao palmprint.
"Snow, only can live in the winter, near the fire, it will die, that is its life, no matter how to yearn for summer, but it... only away.
As the water in the snow in my palm, because this is not the world... "Meng Hao right hand raised, will be a wave of his hand outside the water droplets to the carriage of the droplets immediately in the outside, in the world of the scholar to see, to become the snow.
"Thanks Zheng Xiong accompany all the way, meng leave." Meng Hao fuels a worship, got up and down the carriage, through the falling snow, gradually into the street.
"Yearning for summer, but can only survive in the winter snow, ri can only silently away... this is the life of snow?" Zheng Yong look into the distance Meng Hao figure, muttered, for a long time under the carriage, in the direction of the Meng Hao away, fuels a worship deeply.
Gradually in the cold wind, his figure was covered with the snow, but he knew that back in the carriage, the snow will die, today the scene of ri, his life will not forget, until many years later became the name zhao's insistance, he would sometimes in ri winter snow, raised her hand and looked at the snow slowly into the water in the palm, silently think of a few years ago, in hakodate, that is called Meng Hao scholar.
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