It wasn't until Li Ye finished telling his husband about his experiences in the past few days, and the aroma of meat porridge on the fire outside was wafting, that Mu Mu opened her eyes with a cry.
When she saw Li Ye sitting in front of the table, she was not surprised.
He just curled his lips and complained: "Brother, you don't even feel sorry for Mu Mu. I've been keeping you company for several days in vain."
Li Ye walked over, picked up her little cotton-padded jacket from the bed, and carefully put it on for her.
He smiled and said, "I heard from Mr. You that you found all the dragon balls. What else do you want?"
Mu Mu lifted up the quilt, jumped down to the ground, hugged his neck and laughed.
He hummed and said, "Brother, please give Mumu another snow lotus, okay?"
"That's what you kept for your sister Xiaoxue and mother. Haven't you eaten it?"
Li Ye was startled, pulled Mu Mu, sat beside him, took the wooden comb from Mu Mu's hand, and combed her hair.
The gentleman couldn't help but smile when he saw Mu Mu withdrawing from her coquettish appearance.
He said: "Don't practice tonight, and spend the whole day playing with your sister. The two of us have to go down the mountain tomorrow. Nalan is still waiting for someone in the Qingshi courtyard. He probably wants to see me for something."
After saying that, he got up and walked outside the house.
When she heard that she would leave tomorrow, Mu Mu was unhappy.
He turned around and looked at his husband and said, "Sir, you don't want to hurt Mumu anymore. My brother just came out. Mumu has been guarding him for several days and I don't want him to spend more time with me."
The gentleman carrying the iron pot returned to the house, patted the snowflakes on his body, and put the meat porridge on the table.
He glanced at Mu Mu and said, "It's enough to play for one day. Don't let us stay here and affect your brother's practice. Besides, the further you go, the harder it will be to walk on this mountain road."
Li Ye patted Mu Mu and said with a smile, "Go wash your face and eat together."
...
After eating the steaming meat porridge, Li Ye took the pot to the snow to boil another pot of water and wash the dishes.
The husband came out of the house and placed his sword-making stand and other things in front of the house.
He said calmly: "Ye'er, you are practicing here alone. Don't always think about forging swords and practicing your body. You can also practice swordsmanship when you have free time..."
Li Ye nodded: "Don't worry, sir, I want to try. This winter, I can chop off a few snowflakes with one sword."
The gentleman laughed, pointed at the flying snow in Fangcun Mountain and said: "Okay! You are ambitious. I will wait for you in the small bluestone courtyard. When you come back on New Year's Day, I will cut off the flying snow in front of me."
Mu Mu ran over, took Li Ye's hand and said, "Brother, let's go catch pheasants."
Li Ye greeted his husband, took Mu Mu's hand and left the cliff in front of the wooden house.
"Be careful, don't fall into the ravine." The gentleman's concerned voice came from behind.
...
"Brother, you haven't taken me to catch pheasants since Mu Mu left Tianshan Mountain." Mu Mu said as he walked.
"Well, it seems so." Li Ye recalled that it seemed like this was the case.
"Then let's catch a few more in a while, and Mu Mu will take them back to the master's wife and roast them tomorrow." Mu Mu was thinking about the taste of barbecue.
"The snow is so heavy today, it would be good to catch one." Li Ye shook his head and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
"I don't care, you have to help Mu Mu catch a few more." Mu Mu ignored him and shouted.
"Sister, you have to be reasonable." Li Ye couldn't help laughing.
"Master's wife said that girls can be unreasonable, hehe, brother, hurry up." Mu Mu happily ran forward.
Li Ye looked at Mu Mu jumping in the snow like a cheerful elf.
I couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed. In the past few years, I had taken care of my own practice and handed Mu Mu over to Li Hongxiu. I didn't expect that she would lead him astray.
Recalling the little girl who followed him on the Tianshan Mountains, picking mushrooms all over the mountains and fields, looking for elixirs, and squatting in the snow waiting for roasted pheasants to eat, she had grown up unknowingly.
"Mu Mu..." Looking at the little girl running Zheng Huan, Li Ye couldn't help but shout again.
...
"I asked you to practice your swordsmanship by carving words on the stone wall on Tianshan Mountain. After all these years, I don't know how much you have improved. You can try it again in the cave another day. I listen to Mu Mu and listen to the stone wall inside. There are a lot of them, and the stone slabs on the ground are very smooth.”
Before leaving with Mu Mu, the husband gave instructions to Li Ye.
"Brother will take the time to catch a few more pheasants for Mu Mu. It's okay if there are no pheasants and hares."
Mu Mu held her husband's hand, turned to look at Li Ye, and said seriously: "Don't forget, I will tell my wife when I get back."
Waving his hand, Li Ye looked at the two people walking down the cliff and said with a smile: "I know, be careful on the road."
While speaking, the gentleman had already pulled Mu Muru's arrow away from the string and left the cliff in an instant, gradually fading away in Li Ye's eyes.
"Treading the snow without a trace!" Looking at the direction in which his husband was leaving, Li Ye was stunned.
...
After his husband took Mu Mu away, Li Ye went back to the house and drank two cups of tea before moving a pile of casting tools that his husband had brought to the earth-fire pool in the cave.
After finding an open space to set up, he decided to refine his heavy sword while refining the dragon soul from now on.
As expected, by the spring of next year, I will be able to complete the seventh level of the "Shadowless Dharma Body" and return to Prajna Temple to continue practicing the eighth level.
Recalling the conversation with his husband, he was full of confidence in himself.
Li Ye had just finished his meditation in the cave. When he came out, he asked his husband for advice: "Sir, after these few days of meditation, my body seems to have undergone some changes."
"Has your spirit become stronger again?" the gentleman replied while making tea.
"It's a little bigger than before. Although the distance I perceive around me hasn't changed much, I have a strange feeling. If I calm down and feel that I am a mountain, it seems that my whole soul has melted into the Fangcun Mountain."
"If you feel like a bird, if you are really flying in the sky... this experience is completely different from before, the feeling is too real."
Li Ye raised his head, looked at his husband and said.
The teacher nodded and replied with a smile: "What you practice in the seventh method of mind is the soul. There was no resurrecting grass before. You can only let your consciousness fly to experience the world outside your body."
"And after you get the dragon soul and start to fuse it, it will slowly strengthen your soul, and use your consciousness plus your soul to perceive the world. These are two different experiences."
"Is that so?" Li Ye looked at Mr. and said softly.
"You must know that your wife, Master, will only develop the Divine Sea after breaking through to the point of distraction, and then transform into the Yuan Shen. And you have already derived the Divine Sea in the Golden Core Realm."
"Her soul is probably less than one-tenth of yours now. When you step into the distraction one day, your soul will be more solid."
Li Ye nodded, and then sighed again.
He continued to ask: "Sir, I feel that I have only refined less than one-tenth of that dragon soul, and it is getting harder and harder to fuse."
"You have only been in meditation for a few days, and you have already refined one-tenth of it. You should feel satisfied. And you have to thank Mumu for your sister. Otherwise, with your current state, you will not be able to get close to the dragon soul. ."
Thinking of Mu Mu's appearance before, Mr. looked at him and said softly.
"Sir, I have to thank Mu Mu for helping me get the dragon soul. By the way, why is Mu Mu not afraid of the pressure of the dragon soul, but I can't get close?" Li Ye was puzzled.
"You ask me? Who should I ask? If I have to explain, I can only say that Mumu is a person from another world. There are many differences from us. These secrets are waiting for you to discover slowly in the future."
When the gentleman said this, he looked up at the sky outside the house and replied calmly.
...
Thinking of this, Li Ye couldn't help but start writing. He sat down against the sword-making platform, looked at a pool of blazing ground fire, and giggled.
Unexpectedly, I was able to do things that Brother Minghui couldn't do.
He stretched out his slightly trembling fingers to touch the spine of the book, and said silently, at this moment, he just wanted to share his mood with her. She was probably the only one in the world who could understand his mood at this moment.
He stretched out his fingers and stroked the sword embryo, thinking silently. As long as he forged this heavy sword, he could go back to the small courtyard of Prajna Temple and polish it slowly. Even if it took five years, it would still be worth it.
In this world, except for Mr., probably no one can understand his mood at this time.
The spiritual materials needed for the "Phaseless Dharma Body" have been solved, and the materials for casting the heavy sword have been melted into the sword embryo. Next, he only needs to practice step by step, and no longer have to think about other things.
After resting for a while, he got up and went back to the square to remove a few dragon bones from the tails of the dragons. He also fetched two jars of ice water from the cold pool, and then returned to the fire pool.
There is no need to regenerate the fire to burn the ore. You only need to place the sword embryo in the groove next to the fire pool and continue to burn it. Looking at the sword embryo that is gradually burning red, you throw a few more dragon bones into it and watch a burst of flames rise. ...
Holding the iron pliers, he took out the sword embryo, took off his coat, swung the hammer, and slammed it down on the sword-making platform...
Trying hard is definitely not enough.
At the beginning, Tang Qiuyu's Qiu Shui Sword dropped thousands of hammers, but the heavy sword in front of him was much heavier than Qiu Shui Wuhen.
The materials are also different. Without more than 100,000 forgings, it is unlikely that the sword shape will be polished.
One dull sound after another echoed in the cave, and he was sweating profusely.
As the hammer in his hand resounded, he concentrated his energy and felt as if he had become one with the hammer in his hand.
After a while, I found the same feeling as when I was casting Qiu Shui Wuhen before.
The body is a sword, and the heaven and earth are hammers.
The transformation of divine objects requires humans.
The shining body becomes an object, and the shining object becomes a shape.
Putting the soul into the sword, it looks like madness.
A hundred times...
A thousand times...
Ten thousand times...
Finally, exhausted, he collapsed on the edge of the fire pool, leaning on the sword-making platform and gasping for air.
He carried the water jar and poured ice water from the cold pool onto the sword embryo on the sword-making platform. He heard a "boom" and a wave of heat rushed up.
He waved his hands to dissipate the heat and looked down at the sword embryo in his hand. The shape was even uglier than before it was forged.
The black sword embryo is covered with hammer marks of varying sizes.
"Surely, this heavy sword cannot be forged in a day!" He muttered weakly, threw the sword embryo on the sword-making platform, carried the water jar, and climbed up step by step.
"I'm exhausted, go back and take a shower and go to bed." He shouted as he walked, not looking serious.
He had a feeling of relief, which was completely different from the feeling of forging Qiu Shui Sword before.
It seems that the seventh level of the "Formless Dharma Body" must be cultivated to perfection as soon as possible. Without strong physical strength, trying to forge a perfect epee is like a fool's dream.
