Li Xiuyuan picked up the pot and refilled the tea for his wife, and said quietly: "Everything has changed since I met the bandits that day when I came down from the mountain."
"What's the difference?" Master asked
"We can never go back to the past. When they and I wrote the second line of the Silver Moon Kingdom, we will no longer owe each other any more!"
Li Xiuyuan thought of Queen Changsun and Xiaoyun, thinking that when Changsun sent Xiaoyun to find him, he was already ready to break up.
"Is it necessary to fight against a kingdom?" Master frowned.
Li Xiuyuan was stunned and asked in confusion: "It's not that I want to fight against them, it's that he won't choose me.
The Master looked at him and said nonchalantly: "Between one's own son and a meritorious official, people will always choose their own son. This is human nature."
"I can't control them, but I can control myself... When I recover from my injuries, the flash floods will break out this summer. I just want to continue my practice last year..."
Li Xiuyuan couldn't wait any longer. Apart from practicing his sword in the mountain torrent, he couldn't think of any better way.
And this method was something that Master came up with for him last year.
"The dean was very angry when he found out about what happened yesterday. He ordered the elders to investigate. I think he will give you an explanation. This time he went too far and even sent the killer to the back of the academy. Mountain."
The Master shook his head. He was angry and blamed himself. Unexpectedly, he had just left, and then a killer attacked. If he stayed here, no matter how many killers he had, they wouldn't be able to hurt Li Xiuyuan.
"They are trying to kill my eyesight. I can't beat them with my ears alone, but they don't know that my spiritual consciousness has been cultivated to a new level. Is there any difference between night and day for me?"
A confident smile appeared on Li Xiuyuan's face.
The master looked at the expression on his face and said with a smile, "I'm relieved now. Fortunately, Ying'er is here to accompany you."
"Her temper is similar to that of a child now. It seems that she must leave with the students from the Demon Realm this winter, otherwise it will be detrimental to her future practice."
Li Xiuyuan was happy and worried at the same time when he thought about Qingying's situation.
I am happy that I finally have someone to talk to, and life in the mountains is no longer monotonous. What's worrying is that the little guy is getting harder and harder to serve, and she no longer regards herself as a monster.
The master looked at Li Xiuyuan and laughed, and said with a smile: "The world is so big that even the monsters in the mountains can be trained to transform. It is really an incredible thing."
"This world is also very selfish. The teacher has obviously reached the final state of cultivation in this world, but he deliberately delayed you from ascending and leaving."
Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but feel a little angry when he thought that the old man who had just left had sat alone on the mountain for a long time.
If you can still understand that you are incompetent, and you have practiced to the extreme but are not allowed to leave, then what is it but selfishness?
The Master sighed and said: "Although we have reached the point of ascension through cultivation, it is because of the selfishness of our predecessors that the law of heaven has been sealed for thousands of years in anger. All these reasons are caused by cause and effect."
Li Xiuyuan asked in confusion: "Since he has been sealed for thousands of years, isn't there an end? Is he going to make the practitioners of the entire Heaven Realm responsible for the mistakes of their predecessors?"
The Master laughed, stroking his beard and sighed: "When you reach the pinnacle of cultivation in this world, will you ask him?!"
I thought that if I get to that day, I'm afraid I really can't help but raise the curtain to curse my mother. After thinking for a while, he replied: "I will find another way out and won't bother to argue with him!"
Li Xiuyuan thought to himself, am I not going to the Shura battlefield? When I find my own opportunity, do I still need to ask him?
However, at the moment, Li Xiuyuan didn't know that he had ascended from the Five Dynasties and his body had undergone changes. Originally, he still had hope of ascending in the Shura Heaven.
It was just because he met the old man named Song Wuxin under the cliff and gave him a fairy stone that did not belong to the Shura Heaven Domain that the world could not tolerate him like the original Five Domains Dynasty.
At the moment, he is, at best, a practitioner wandering on the edge of the two heavens. At worst, he is a practitioner abandoned by the two heavens.
Neither the Li Xiuyuan in front of him nor the Li Xiuyuan in the future could sense the opportunity to ascend in the two heavens.
Because his body is neither the aura of a practitioner from the Five Realms Dynasty nor the Shura bloodline of the Shura Heaven Realm.
Ever since the old man helped him refine the first Immortal Spirit Stone, the half of the Shura blood in his body had been ruthlessly refined by the more domineering Immortal Spiritual Energy.
To a certain extent, he already belongs to the fairy clan, just like an elf who wandered from the fairy world to the mortal world and cannot find his way home.
However, he didn't understand this truth, and the Master in front of him didn't understand it either.
Even though the Master has been practicing for thousands of years, he has never come into contact with the Immortal Spirit Stone, let alone met a practitioner from the Immortal Spirit Tribe.
Just as old man Song Wuxin said, the Fairy Spirit Stone no longer belonged to this world tens of millions of years ago.
"I really want to see it one day!" Master laughed.
"Forget it, how can I beat him? Isn't that a pervert? My brain is not burned out yet!"
Li Xiuyuan is not stupid enough to fight against the heavenly ways of this world.
The Master looked at him and said calmly: "For practitioners, it stands to reason that as long as they practice their own realm to a certain level, it is enough. However, the way of heaven in this world does not make sense?!"
"For the time being, I don't care about the affairs of heaven. I just want to slowly improve my cultivation level. I don't want to be hurt or plotted anymore, and then I will wait for the Shura battlefield to open..."
The master waved his hand and murmured: "In this case, I will enjoy the last time here. You can recover from your injuries and go hunting in the back mountains with Ying'er. I haven't had barbecue for a long time."
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On the third day after the dark night attack, the fat elder from the academy kitchen carried a large food box to Wangyue Stream to visit the Master and Li Xiuyuan.
The Master looked at the fat elder and smiled and said, "Why don't you stay in the kitchen and suffer the hardships on your way to my remote mountains and forests?"
The fat elder shook his head and said with a wry smile: "I am here to send you a message on behalf of the dean, and I want to see if Li Xiuyuan is feeling well?"
The master pointed to the bottom of the big tree and said, "How can he be so fast? What he injured was his abdomen. I'm afraid he won't be able to recover within a month."
The fat elder looked at Li Yeyuan, who was sitting under the shade of a tree holding a pen and writing, and asked the master, "Isn't this young man blind? How can he still hold a pen and write so calmly?"
The husband lit the stove on the table, pointed at his chest and said with a smile: "If you are blind, there is still this place. I'm afraid some people have good eyes, but this place is broken!"
The fat elder looked at the small stove on the table, thinking about what the master said, and couldn't help but feel a little stunned.
The master's words were so vicious that he actually scolded all the blind elders and students in the academy.
A weak flame gradually began to burn in the small stove, and then the kettle on the stove made a whining sound, which made him almost jump from his stool.
The master looked at him, shook his head, and asked, "My apprentice was chopping firewood in the courtyard, but he was obedient? He didn't cause you any trouble, did he? What did the dean say when he sent you in?"
After saying this, the master picked up the kettle, warmed the pot, washed the tea, washed the cups, and prepared to prepare a spring tea for the guests.
The fat elder felt that there was a fragrance that gradually rose from the purple clay pot and then hit his nose, which made people feel refreshed.
"Wei Qing is okay. He completes his tasks on time every day." The fat elder glanced at Li Xiuyuan and said, "The investigation ordered by the dean has yielded results. That guy has been fired by the dean."
"Is it true that there is an insider in the academy? A student from Tianfeng Kingdom?" The master's beard trembled when he heard this. This made him very angry. As a student of the academy, he actually communicated with the killer.
The fat elder sighed and replied softly: "The dean originally intended to expel all the students from Tianfeng Kingdom, just because some of these students have passed the selection and are going to Shura Heaven... This They are lucky.”
"If I were in the academy, I would have to destroy his cultivation!" the master said bitterly.
The fat elder shook his head and chuckled: "That guy is a waste to begin with. After entering the academy for more than a year, he has only broken through to the first level. Even in this world, it is unbelievable."
"I take it you came here looking for a drink, right? Didn't I give you a jar last time?"
The master didn't want to continue talking about the bad things, so he changed the topic casually, looked at the fat elder and smiled.
The fat elder glared at him, pointed to the food box next to him and said: "I brought food here, how many times can you drink that jar of wine? It's like damn poison, it makes you sad when you talk about it."
The master thought about it for a moment, then he asked him: "Tomorrow spring, I will ask Li Xiuwu to give you another jar, is that okay?"
When the fat elder heard this, he pondered for a moment and then replied: "Three jars! No more. At worst, I can bring you more food in the future. How about that?"
"Deal!" The Master looked at the fat elder and laughed. "Xiu Yuan, come over for dinner and have a drink with the elder!"
Seeing that it was almost noon, the Master called Li Xiuyuan to stop.
When Li Xiuyuan heard this, he immediately stopped what he was doing, straightened his clothes, got up and walked under the eaves, not looking like a blind person at all.
The fat elder looked at him and asked: "Xiu Yuan, if your eyesight is not convenient, can you still practice in the mountains?"
The Master looked at him and said: "Practice is naturally inconvenient, but we can use this time to cultivate our minds, and this is undoubtedly something that those children in the academy lack."
When the fat elder heard this, he nodded and accepted the instruction.
Li Xiuyuan came over to meet the fat elder, sat down next to the master, stretched out his hand to pour himself a cup of hot tea, held it in his hand without saying a word, and just listened quietly to the conversation between the two.
The husband glanced at him and continued to talk to the fat elder: "For the same reason, I asked Wei Qing to chop wood in your kitchen, just like the dean threw Xiu Yuan to you. To this day, the elders and students in the academy We still don’t understand the dean’s intentions with me!”
The fat elder replied with emotion: "Only the master and the dean have such a state of mind. A bunch of old fools in the academy only know how to constantly break the state of mind. When did they ever teach the students to seriously cultivate their own state of mind? "
"The waves wash away the sand, and practice is like a high mountain whose top you can never see. Practitioners in the world either stop halfway or are knocked off the cliff when they reach the top. Situations are created by the heart, and misfortunes and blessings are determined by people."
The master looked at him and said calmly, as if he was telling a simple little thing.
The fat elder looked at him and sighed: "Practice is too difficult and arduous. Even if we practice to this day, we are only halfway there. Some people don't cherish it more than themselves..."
Li Xiuyuan looked at the two of them and heard the fat elder's thoughts about the vicissitudes of life. His body stiffened slightly and he thought to himself, hadn't he even begun his journey of cultivation?
As if the master could see what he was thinking, he reached out to remove the tea cup from the table, took out the meals from the food box and placed them on the table one by one.
When Li Xiuyuan saw it, he got up and went into the house, took out a jar of wine brewed last year, slapped it on the table.
The master poured wine for the three of them and said to Li Xiuyuan: "The road to spiritual practice is long. How old are you? Why are you so anxious?"
Li Xiuyuan was stunned as he picked up the wine glass, looked up at the Master and smiled: "The days are long, I'm not in a hurry."
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