Seeing the confused expressions of the two masters, Li Ye couldn't help but smile.
After thinking for a while, he said, "Would you believe it if I said that I was a new master and learned blacksmithing techniques from him?"
"I definitely don't believe it." Master and disciple replied in unison.
Feeling at a loss for words, Li Ye shook his head, took out two pairs of small scissors, placed them on the table, and gently pushed them in front of the two of them.
Then he said softly: "This is a small object made by myself. I give it to you two. I hope you like it."
Words cannot convince you, but you can prove it with facts.
Tang Qiuyu and Xia Wutong reached out and picked up the small scissors on the table, put them in their hands and looked at them carefully.
Li Ye saw that both of them couldn't put it down, and couldn't help feeling a little proud.
It seems that the hard work these days has not been in vain, at least someone knows how to appreciate it.
"Are you sure this is something you made with your own hands?" Tang Qiuyu looked at Li Ye and asked softly.
"These scissors are great. They are smaller than the ones I bought in Zhongyu. Oops, they are also very sharp."
Curious, Xia Wutong took two long hairs from her shoulders and tried them on the scissors.
"As long as you like it. I only played a few handfuls and gave two as gifts to my wife and Mu Mu. The remaining two are just a gift for you two."
Li Ye was a little shy when he said this.
Tang Qiuyu also tried it, then put it away, looked at Li Ye and said, "These scissors are good, so I'll keep them."
"I like it very much. Do you have any more? Give me a few more. I can give them away when I return to Qingcheng..."
Xia Wutong also put it away and looked at Li Ye with lingering interest.
Li Ye spread his hands and said helplessly: "No, there are only these two left. If you want them, you can only wait until next month."
"You're so stupid, you don't keep more of such a fun thing."
Xia Wutong glared at him dissatisfied.
When Tang Qiuyu heard this, he glared at her and said, "We are guests from afar, how can we talk to the host like this?"
Li Ye smiled and said: "It doesn't matter. I am only practicing in the temple. Sooner or later I will leave one day."
Xia Wutong smiled and replied: "It seems that you really learned blacksmithing from a master!"
"Now do you believe that I am going to learn blacksmithing skills? In fact, the kitchen knife I made is better. The kitchen knife my master is using now is my first finished product. My master still took the kitchen knife I made. All the Buddhas at the foot of the mountain were sold and replaced with rice oil..."
Li Ye muttered a few words with some pride.
"You went to school for a few months just to make kitchen knives and scissors? Do you want to be the most famous blacksmith in the Central Region in the future?"
Xia Wutong looked at Li Ye with wide eyes, as if he was looking at a monster he had never seen before.
"Actually, my master is a master swordsmith. I want to forge a natal sword myself, but now he only teaches me the most basic kung fu..."
Li Ye thought for a while and told the two women the truth.
I thought that maybe Li Hongxiu would tell these things when they went to Xuantian Temple.
"Master swordsmith... Could it be said that in a few years, you will be a master swordsmith? Then, can I ask you to make swords in the future?"
Xia Wutong pinched the corner of her skirt and looked at Li Ye expectantly.
Tang Qiuyu was deeply shocked by the young man in front of him!
The young man in front of him is not only proficient in Buddhism, but he has also mastered the sword spirit at a young age, and now he is practicing with a master swordsmith.
If she continued to practice like this, even she could not imagine what Li Ye would achieve in the future.
The only regret in her eyes was that Li Ye's future was limited by his cultivation level.
Li Ye looked at Tang Qiuyu's furrowed brows, then glanced at Xia Wutong, who was full of expectant eyes, and smiled carelessly.
He said calmly: "No matter what, I have to practice on Fangcun Mountain for more than ten years. My master said that he can teach me for ten years at most. After ten years, he will leave this world... I don't know, Ten years from now, can I become a swordsmith?"
Li Ye thought that he and Ouyang Dongli had only been together for ten years, just like he and Mu Mu's master Bai Susu were just passing by.
It was inevitable that I felt a little lonely in my heart, and the smile on my face also faded a little.
"What about the swordsmiths in ten years? I'm really looking forward to it. You must know that there are fewer and fewer practitioners in the five realms who can be regarded as swordsmiths. If you spend ten years If you can practice your kung fu to the level of a master, you will really be able to control the wind and rain in the five realms."
Tang Qiuyu looked at Li Ye, nodded and said affirmatively.
While the three of them were talking, Li Ye's stomach growled unsatisfactorily.
Xia Wutong looked at him with strange eyes. Li Ye was stunned for a moment and said: "These days, I have been forging iron day and night, and I have traveled dozens of miles of mountain roads. Well... I will go to the kitchen to see you cooking. porridge bar."
Before he finished speaking, the person had already left.
...
"Junior brother Li Ye, isn't the spring in Fangcun Mountain beautiful?"
Xia Wutong turned to ask Li Ye who was sitting aside while serving meat porridge.
"It seems very beautiful, I heard it from Mu Mu." Li Ye murmured.
"Are there many flowers on this mountain? Have you picked some?"
Xia Wutong laughed.
"Well, on weekdays I'm either sweeping the floor in the temple or learning blacksmithing from my master. I don't have time to look at those flowers and plants."
Li Ye looked at her and replied shyly.
"Junior Brother Li Ye, why have you become less interesting since you came to Fangcun Mountain?"
Xia Wutong was very dissatisfied with his answer and couldn't help but glare at him.
"...Um, I seemed to be like this before, right?"
Li Ye was a little annoyed by Xia Wutong's question. He pointed to the meat porridge on the table and said, "Let's eat."
After saying that, he stopped replying to her words and lowered his head to look into his bowl.
Xia Wutong was shocked by Li Ye, and his face instantly turned red.
I was too embarrassed to ask any more questions, so I had to imitate Li Ye and eat honestly.
Only Tang Qiuyu understood that Li Ye had always been like this.
It is basically impossible to talk to him while eating.
He had no choice but to pat Xia Wutong's arm and said, "Eat in peace and chat after eating."
I don’t know if it’s because I’m really hungry, or because I’m happy to see my friends again.
Li Ye finished the pot of meat porridge by himself and almost laughed when he saw Xia Wutong covering her mouth.
Before she could say what she said, Li Ye had already fled into the kitchen with pots and bowls in hand.
By the time he finished washing, it was already half past midnight, and Tang Qiuyu had already led Xia Wutong back to the house.
Li Ye wiped the sweat from his forehead as he walked out of the kitchen, thinking that he still liked a quiet life after all.
I'm not used to seeing outsiders suddenly in this small courtyard.
After thinking about it for two days, no matter what, the two masters and apprentices had to be sent to Mr. Xuantianguan's small bluestone courtyard.
He was about to break through to the realm of formless dharma body, so he had no time to spend with the curious baby-like Xia Wutong and the serious Tang Qiuyu.
Although he went to bed half an hour earlier than usual today, he didn't know whether it was because he had been practicing casting day and night for days, or because he was sleepy after driving on the mountain road. As soon as he lay down in bed, he fell into a deep sleep.
The night at Prajna Temple is peaceful.
Then Xia Wutong and Tang Qiuyu, who were lying on the bed, were not at peace. The two masters and disciples were each thinking about their own thoughts.
Tang Qiuyu thought that she would stay here with her disciple for two more days, and then go to Xuantian to see her husband.
Firstly, you can ask for advice on any confusion in practice, and secondly, with Li Hongxiu here, the two women can also chat.
What Xia Wutong was thinking about was that the boy in front of him was becoming more and more mysterious. Not only was his understanding of the sword's meaning getting deeper and deeper, but by chance, he was also able to practice forging skills with the master swordsmith.
Thinking that in the near future, maybe he can ask Li Ye to give him a natal sword that he likes. Maybe the two of them...
Looking at Xia Wutong who was tossing and turning, Tang Qiuyu frowned.
He asked softly: "Wu Tong, are you worried? You slept well last night. How come you have insomnia tonight?"
Xia Wutong, who was thinking about something, turned around, looked at Tang Qiuyu on the bed opposite, and bit his lip.
After a long while, he managed to say: "Master, do you think Li Ye will teach me that sword intention?"
Tang Qiuyu, who was about to fall asleep, couldn't help but look at her with wide eyes after hearing her words.
After thinking for a while, he replied: "I've never heard that sword intention can be taught to others. I think it's okay for him to practice sword practice with you. Even when practicing swordsmanship, you can only make random sword moves, and you can't use the true power in your Dantian. He must be angry, otherwise he would never be able to withstand it with his current state."
After listening to the master's analysis, Xia Wutong couldn't help but sigh quietly.
Then he continued: "I don't know where this guy's luck comes from. He is obviously a few years younger than me, but he can feel the sword's intention."
"So what, his realm is where it is, there is no way to compare with you!" Tang Qiuyu said softly.
"The most incredible thing is that he can actually integrate the sword intention into calligraphy. Compared with him, it is really infuriating."
Xia Wutong bit her lip and glared at her.
However, Tang Qiuyu disagreed with her point of view. Looking at the unconvinced disciple, he shook his head.
He said solemnly: "Although talent is important in practice, understanding is more important... You must know that some practitioners in the five realms spend their entire lives unable to understand the meaning of the sword. How old are you this year? Don't do anything." Compare yourself to others.”
Xia Wutong was stunned, staring at her blankly and speechless.
"Look at that kid Li Ye, he never compares his level with others. I feel that from the first day I met him to today, he has never felt inferior in front of you because of his level. This is what we The most important state of mind for a practitioner.”
Tang Qiuyu stared at the ceiling, but in her heart she was thinking about Li Ye sleeping next door.
Tang Qiuyu felt that it was necessary to talk to his apprentice about the cultivation of state of mind.
After all, once the realm reaches a certain level, if the state of mind cannot keep up, it is very easy to become obsessed when the realm is broken, and all previous efforts will be wasted.
"Didn't you see that when Li Yeyi mentioned that he had practiced in Prajna Temple, he naturally said that he was sweeping the floor at the mountain gate without any cowardice. This is the state of mind that Mr. Mo has repeatedly emphasized for him to practice. At this point, Neither you nor the other disciples in our sect can compare to Li Ye."
Tang Qiuyu increased his tone, hoping to attract Xia Wutong's attention.
"It turns out that sweeping the floor is to hone his state of mind. Then tomorrow, my disciple will go to the temple with him to sweep the floor and ask him for advice on how to practice his state of mind."
Xia Wutong replied thoughtfully.
Tang Qiuyu was stunned and couldn't help but look at the disciple Qi opposite him.
After a long while, he murmured: "Say Wutong, everyone's practice method is different, and what suits him may not suit you... When he sweeps the floor, the pilgrims who go up the mountain will think that he is a little boy in the temple. Monk, and you are sweeping the floor, do you want others to misunderstand that you are the illegitimate daughter of a senior monk in the temple?"
As soon as she finished speaking, she couldn't help but laugh.
Xia Wutong couldn't help but feel bitter in his heart when he saw his master couldn't help laughing. He frowned.
He curled his lips and said, "This won't go anywhere, so what should I do?"
Seeing her angry look, Tang Qiuyu couldn't help but feel a little pity.
At that moment, he comforted him softly: "Maybe you can ask him for advice tomorrow. Maybe he can give you some ideas."
Xia Wutong nodded and said, "Try tomorrow."
"In my opinion, what he said makes sense. Whether it's sweeping the floor or learning to find iron, you can practice it."
Tang Qiuyu looked at him and said seriously.
Xia Wutong murmured to himself: "Is blacksmithing also a practice?"
