Time flies, the years fly by, and more than two months have passed in a blink of an eye.
Outside there is ice and snow, everything is dead, but in Li Jiudao's small courtyard it is as warm as spring, without any signs of decay.
All kinds of flowers are blooming in the yard, the petals are crystal clear and beautiful, without any withering, and they are colorful, as if they are still in the spring season of blooming flowers.
In the small courtyard next door, vegetables are growing vigorously, and the green vegetable leaves are emerald green and look fresh and juicy. It is a unique scenery in this cold winter.
“This winter is also very cool!”
Li Jiudao got up early in the morning and stretched. The life he was living now was as comfortable as possible, and it was even more moist than when he was at Blue Star.
It's not hot in the summer and not cold in the winter. We eat pollution-free, healthy and nutritious high-quality vegetables, drink pure grain wine brewed by ourselves, paint, play the piano, and enjoy flowers when we have nothing to do. It's like a fairy-like happy life.
"Sir, sir!"
"We're back!"
The sound of chirping children sounded, and Li Jiudao saw a group of children running into the small courtyard, it was Ai Chan and the others.
"Hello, sir!"
An Lanxue also came, dressed in white, with a beautiful face and graceful figure, she really looked like a fairy.
Li Jiudao said in his heart that apart from other things, there are many beauties in this world of cultivation. The key is to be bare-faced. There is no such thing as 'makeup cheating'.
He nodded to An Lanxue, then looked at Ai Chan and the others, and joked with a smile: "You guys are really great, better than sir. Now you have all embarked on the path of spiritual practice and become little monks." , Sir, I will have to rely on you in the future."
powerful?
Rely on?
Immortals really know how to joke!
An Lanxue thought in her heart that the immortal was really kind to Ai Chan and the others, without any pretense, easy-going and kind.
"No way, sir is the most powerful!"
"Not bad, not bad. In our hearts, no one can compare to you sir!"
Ai Chan and the others waited for the children to speak more seriously one by one.
During this period of time, they have been practicing in Zixia Sect, and their realm has improved rapidly. Now they have a realm of strength that is higher than that of many masters of the eastern cultivation sects.
Immortals gave blessings, visions came from heaven, and thousands of people congratulated each other. Their path of cultivation was smoother and smoother than anyone else's.
They also knew Li Jiudao's identity, and they knew that Li Jiudao was not an ordinary mortal, but an immortal!
An Lanxue told them everything, saying that the reason why they were so amazing was because of the gift from the immortal.
When they found out, they were all very happy. They said that the husband was not that ordinary. Otherwise, how could he tell such wonderful fairy tales as Journey to the West and Conferring the Gods?
Journey to the West and Fengshen, there are a lot of gods and goddesses in them, how can ordinary mortals know so clearly.
When they heard it at that time, they felt that Mr. was very powerful and not like an ordinary mortal.
They have smart minds, and after hearing An Lanxue reveal his identity as an immortal, they also understood that Sir was experiencing the world of mortals as a mortal in this world.
An Lanxue later confirmed this and told them that their husband's identity must not be exposed under any circumstances.
They all nodded in agreement.
If their husband is so kind to them and helps them embark on the path of spiritual practice, how can they do things that make him angry?
They won't.
Don't say that your husband is an immortal. Even if your husband is not an immortal, they will not do anything to make him angry.
My husband is so kind and kind to them, and he is as important to them as their parents!
"Okay, okay."
Li Jiudao smiled with satisfaction, very pleased.
Ai Chan and the others have not changed even after they embarked on the path of cultivation. It is not in vain that he loved Ai Chan and the others so much before.
People always like to look down on others and look up to others. Monks and mortals belong to two different worlds.
The monks were high and above the mortals.
After many people embark on the path of spiritual practice, their character has changed. They look down on ordinary people with all kinds of contempt and have a strong sense of superiority.
Ai Chan and the others were not like this, and he was very happy.
"Come here, sir, let's see what skills you have learned."
Li Jiudao said with a smile.
"okay!"
"I'll go first!"
"No, let me do it!"
Ai Chan and the others were scrambling one by one, anxious to show off in front of their husband.
"Mo Zheng, come one by one."
Li Jiudao smiled and ordered a child to come first.
This is a thin child named Xue Wenli. His parents died early and he has been living with his grandparents.
He was still very impressed by the child Xue Wenli.
Although he is young, he is very responsible.
When other children are six or seven years old, they can only play with mud, but Xue Wenli has already become a young man, able to cook, work, and lighten the burden for his family.
He likes Xue Wenli very much. Such a child will become a great person when he grows up.
Now that Xue Wenli has embarked on the path of spiritual practice, he is more optimistic about the child Xue Wenli.
"Yes sir!"
Xue Wenli was very happy. He was even a little nervous, tilting his little head and thinking about what skills he should perform for his husband.
"Yes!"
His little eyes glowed, and he stretched out a finger, and then a small flame slowly burned out from the finger.
Immediately afterwards, the flames burned more and more intensely, turning into a raging fire!
His fingers moved in the air, and fire burned with his moving fingers.
He was actually painting with fire, letting the blazing fire intertwine into a flaming rose.
The flames have distinct layers and the intertwined roses are lifelike, which is a wonderful sight.
If this scene were seen by outsiders, their jaws would definitely drop.
Setting fire can be done by any monk with a little bit of cultivation.
But like Xue Wenli, the fire is intertwined into a rose, and the layers are clear, and the depth is clear. This is by no means a simple thing!
It is no exaggeration to say that Xue Wenli's hand-controlled fire technique is difficult to achieve even if he has practiced the way of fire for a long time. The control of flames is too delicate and precise!
"Not bad, not bad. It's great, but the rose is not perfect. Later, Mr. Wang will teach you how to paint, so that you can interweave better roses."
Li Jiudao nodded.
"Thank you, sir!"
Xue Wenli happily put away the fire and stepped aside.
"Xue Wenli performed fire skills on him, and I'll show you water skills on him."
One child said with a smile.
"Okay, let sir take a look."
Li Jiudao looked at the child, and he was equally impressed by the child.
This child's name is Cui Can, who likes to draw very much. His family is poor and cannot afford paper and pens, so Cui Can often draws on the ground with a small wooden stick.
The last time he took these children to enjoy the scenery in Lishan, there were three children painting with drawing boards on their backs, and one of them was Cui Can.
Of course, Cui Can has no drawing board.
He gave that drawing board to Cui Can, as well as the paper and pen.
"Okay sir!"
Cui Can is confident and has already thought about what to perform.
