Li Ye, who returned to Prajna Temple, returned to his old life of hearing chickens, dancing, and sweeping the house in the morning.
The weather is getting warmer, and the Bodhi tree outside the courtyard wall has sprouted new leaves.
There was no need to practice swordsmanship, no need to refine dragon souls, no need to run between the earthly fire and the cold pool. He was used to practicing to the point of exhaustion every day, but suddenly he felt a little uncomfortable.
Just spend more time cleaning that square.
However, no matter how hard he spent, he could not stop the flying catkins from the row of willow trees beside the lotus pond, dancing all over the sky.
After finishing morning lessons, Wuyou stood in front of the railing of the main hall and shouted: "Uncle Master, Master said that this square does not need to be cleaned these days. How can we clean these many catkins?"
Li Ye looked back at him and smiled: "It's okay. I'll sweep it when it comes. The more I sweep it, the better it will naturally be."
Wuyou shook his head, held on to the railing and sighed.
He said softly: "This little uncle is so stupid. He just swept it and dropped it on the floor. Even if he doesn't sleep all day long, it won't work."
Only Li Ye knew that what he was fighting was the ground and his own heart.
This state of mind has been cultivated in him since he was in the Great Buddha Temple.
Let them fly like catkins all over the sky, I will sweep them away one by one.
"Spring is fine. Mr. Tang and Senior Sister Wutong should be on their way back to the Central Territory, right?"
Somehow, he suddenly remembered the two couples working in the fields on the way to Zhongyu from home, and the girl named Xiaoju who was selling flowers in the spring rain.
I don’t know if the couple is still farming in the fields, or if the flower seller has gone to school to study.
"Facing the loess and back to the sky, working in the fields every day, they must also be able to feel the artistic conception of that day when people were harmonious, but they didn't know it."
All living beings can become Buddhas, this is what it means.
Li Ye was secretly happy. It turned out that after returning to Prajna Temple to practice, he could understand some truths that were incomprehensible on ordinary days.
If senior brother Minghui knew about it, he would also like it.
It has been ten days since I returned from Xuantian Temple to Prajna Temple, but in Li Yan's eyes, it was just a snap of my fingers.
"In a few days, sir, they should be returning to Xuantian Temple." Li Ye planned to practice in the temple for a few more days before returning to the small bluestone courtyard on the back mountain of Xuantian Temple. The Hantan Earth Fire on the mountain was still there. Wait for him.
Since he reached perfection at the seventh level of "Phaseless Dharmakaya", he felt that his strength had more than doubled when he practiced "Fuhu Luohan Fist".
Although he has not yet begun to practice the eighth-level mental method, in his opinion, he can easily handle the killers who ambushed him in the Central Region by himself.
Ever since he started practicing "Fuhuhu Luohan Fist" in the small courtyard, Wuyou complained that he couldn't stand it, saying that Li Ye was making too much noise while practicing.
After returning from morning classes, I finally took a nap and was woken up by the sound of Li Ye's fists and kicks just as I fell asleep. In the end, I had no choice but to move back to my Zen house.
Li Ye didn't pay attention to him. In his opinion, whether he came or not was Wuyou's own business.
Since he couldn't stand his movements, it was normal for him to leave.
...
In the afternoon of this day, Li Ye was doing some leisure in the small courtyard. When he got interested, he opened the door and took a horse stance in the small courtyard, hoping to practice Fuhu Luohan Fist again.
He clenched his fists and rode forward, his slightly arched body like a tiger about to go down the mountain. He aimed at the pile of stone walls behind the small courtyard. Li Ye breathed in slowly, trying to activate the real strength of his body. The element is united with the body.
After trying for a long time, a trace of true energy swayed slightly in the dantian, and then disappeared in a flash.
Sighing lightly, the fusion of the eighth level's true energy with the physical body is indeed not an easy task.
Just like this, he walked quietly. After an unknown amount of time, the physical strength of his body reached its peak, and then he roared and released the gathered power.
I saw a fist shadow waved out, blowing a whirlwind in front of his body.
The bodhi tree behind the courtyard wall shook uneasily, and with a "boom" sound, the courtyard wall made of blue stones against the back mountain collapsed with a gap.
The Bodhi tree behind the temple was swaying, not knowing it was the wind, but his fist wind.
"Is this... really the Fuhu Arhat Fist?"
He looked at his fist and saw nothing, but he could feel an abnormal surge in the flesh.
He murmured to himself: "Is this the mystery of the fusion of Qi and blood?"
It seems that we need to start practicing the eighth-level mental method as soon as possible.
When I looked up and saw the collapsed courtyard wall, I couldn't help but have a headache. I finally had free time, and I had to find time to repair the courtyard wall in the past few days.
There was a hint of surprise and confusion on the light gray face, as well as a hint of inexplicable surprise.
...
Outside the Buddha Capital City, heading towards the Central Territory.
Two black carriages, four wildebeests pulling the carriages, and a dozen maroon military horses behind the carriages. Under the horses stood a dozen big men in black attire. Nalan Yu stood on the side of one of the carriages. edge.
Li Hongxiu was saying goodbye to Tang Qiuyu, and Xia Wutong was holding Mu Mu's little hand, and the two were whispering softly.
The gentleman in green clothes stood in the wind, quietly looking at Li Ren in front of him.
"We'll say goodbye today, but who knows when we'll see you again?"
Tang Qiuyu was a little sentimental. After all, after living together for such a long time, the relationship between the two was getting better and better.
Li Hongxiu was open-minded and took Tang Qiuyu's hand to comfort her gently.
He smiled and said, "Sister, go first. We don't know when we will return to the imperial city."
Tang Qiuyu was stunned, glanced at his husband, and asked quietly: "Didn't you say that Li Ye will still practice in the mountains for many years? How could you return to the Central Region so soon? You are not making fun of your sister."
Li Hongxiu turned her head to look at her man and smiled proudly.
He leaned close to Tang Qiuyu's ear and said softly: "I heard from my husband the other day that the three of us will have to return to the Imperial City in the Central Region before autumn. You know this for yourself, so don't talk nonsense."
Tang Qiuyu was secretly happy, and the corner of her mouth moved slightly: "Then you don't care about that kid Li Ye?"
"My husband said that Li Ye just needs to be left alone. When did you meet my husband to teach him how to practice? In addition, there is a lot of food and drink on Fangcun Mountain, and there are eminent monks in the temple taking care of him, so he should be fine."
Li Hongxiu smiled mysteriously.
"That's right. I heard from Mr. Li Ye that he doesn't understand the Buddhist teachings practiced by Li Ye very well. He needs the guidance of the eminent monks in Prajna Temple. Then I won't go back to Qingcheng for now. I will stay in the Central Region for a few more days and wait for you to come back. Say it again."
Tang Qiuyu was filled with joy and immediately changed his sad and farewell expression into a proud one.
"Sister Mu Mu, can you come back to the Central Territory with me? I'll take you to the imperial city." Xia Wutong looked at Wutong and said with a smile.
"This is definitely not possible. My brother won't allow me to leave my wife." Mu Mu shook her head and resolutely rejected her. She only had Li Ye in her heart, and she didn't want to follow him to the imperial city.
"Can't you come with me and the master?" Xia Wutong looked at her and asked in confusion.
"No, I have to go up to the mountain to practice swordsmanship with my brother in a few days. Mumu also wants to understand the meaning of the sword. Sister, you are so good."
Mu Mu thought for a while and shook her head.
"Then, I will try to come to Xuantian Temple with my master next spring to play with you and my junior brother."
Xia Wutong was reluctant to leave, whether it was because of Li Ye or Mu Mu.
Mu Mu looked back at her husband and whispered in Xia Wutong's ear: "Maybe in a few days, Mu Mu and his wife will return to the imperial city, and then Mu Mu will go and play with her sister."
"Really? If so, I will discuss it with the master later. Let's stay in the imperial city for a longer time. Will junior brother come back with you?"
Xia Wutong was shocked and quietly replied.
"My husband said, don't worry about my brother. He is alone on Tianshan Mountain. He is used to being wild. Let him practice quietly there."
Mu Mu shook her head and pinched her gently: "Keep your voice down, sir, you may curse me if you hear me."
"Oh, then I'll wait for my sister in the imperial city." Xia Wutong was very disappointed when he heard that Li Ye didn't come back. But think about it, how could he leave Fangcun Mountain at the critical moment of his training?
The gentleman standing not far behind the four people shook his head speechlessly.
I didn't expect that this woman's mouth would be so loose, and she wouldn't tell this woman long ago.
Looking up at the sky, Li Hongxiu waved to Tang Qiuyu and said, "It's getting late. You should leave early, otherwise you won't be on the road when it gets dark."
After saying that, he looked back at his man and continued to smile: "Next time when I come back, I will tell you what happened between you two. Don't hide away until then."
When Tang Qiuyu heard this, his ears immediately turned red. He turned to look at the gentleman not far away, and then glared at Li Hongxiu fiercely.
He squeezed her hand and said, "That's just awesome. I'll ignore you and leave!"
After saying this, he blessed me with his husband from afar, and blessed me with Li Hongxiu again. I waved my hand and led Xia Wutong towards the carriage.
The husband waved his hand and said goodbye to the two of them: "Have a nice trip!"
Tang Qiuyu looked back at her husband and said, "Take good care of it!"
Mu Mu looked at Xia Wutong who climbed onto the carriage and shouted: "The wind will send Qiu Yan away thousands of miles, sister, have a good trip."
Xia Wutong was delighted when he heard this, opened the curtain of the carriage, and said goodbye to Mu Mu: "Mu Mu, it's spring."
Tang Qiuyu was also happy after hearing this. She couldn't help covering her mouth and waved to Li Hongxiu from a distance.
Unexpectedly, Mu Mu said again: "It's all the same. That's what my brother said." Mu Mu thought to herself, I haven't read the poems taught by my mother and brother several times, so how can I understand these many meanings.
Xia Wutong and Tang Qiuyu, who were sitting on the horse, laughed again and their stomachs hurt.
After hearing this, the gentleman couldn't help but smile, waved his hand, and asked Li Hongxiu to go back.
Li Hongxiu looked at the disappearing carriage, held Mu Mu's hand and walked back, muttering: "Mu Mu, you really need to learn this poem from that guy Li Ye when you go back."
Mu Mu curled her lips and said, "Those are too difficult to understand, let's talk about them later."
...
On the official road outside Fodu, behind the two carriages were a group of knights guarding them.
Nalan Yu, who was sitting in the carriage, fell asleep after getting on the carriage. His responsibility was to bring the master and apprentice safely back to the imperial city.
As for Li Ye who was practicing on the mountain, he felt relieved after his husband explained that no one in the Five Realms dared to cause trouble on Cun Mountain.
Xia Wutong looked at Tang Qiuyu who was concentrating with his eyes closed, and asked softly: "Master, do you also know that your husband will return to the imperial city?"
"I just found out, what's wrong?" Tang Qiuyu replied quietly, as if the matter had nothing to do with her.
"So...should we stay in the Imperial City longer?"
"As you like, you can stay as long as you want. It just so happens that I will go to the Royal Academy to visit your Uncle Xu."
"Then I'll go too and see Junior Sister Shangguan."
"Well, let's go together then."
"Thank you, master."
Lifting the curtain beside the carriage, Xia Wutong looked at the fresh green in front of her and the birds coming out to look for food. She couldn't help but think of the poem Li Ye wrote to her. She casually murmured in her mouth:
The jade steps stand in the air, and the birds return home in a hurry.
Where is the return journey? The long pavilion is shorter than the pavilion.
It was early spring in the Buddhist capital. It had just rained lightly in the early morning, but now it was sunny.
It's a day when warblers are flying and grass is growing, and it's a suitable day for traveling.
