In this way, Youruo often sits for the whole day.
As the night grew darker, Mo Wuxin went into the house to rest, but Youruo still sat in front of the piano and plucked the strings over and over again.
At nightfall, Li Xiuyuan was copying books in the living room, and Lan Xun'er had climbed into bed to rest.
You Ruo still played the piano with both hands, her fingertips gently plucked the strings, and the notes beat gently... At the beginning, it was like a mountain stream encountering an obstacle, sometimes tinkling, sometimes getting stuck on the stone. Whimpering in between.
After gradually becoming familiar with it, my fingers passed over it, and the notes seemed to be given life. Gradually, there was no longer a whimpering sound, but a cheerful ding-dong sound.
The moonlight was rising, and the girl's gentle face was so quiet and peaceful. Her hands seemed to have magic power, and her fingertips beat with the notes.
"It's incredible! It only took seven days to get in. Tianxiang Academy has another legendary figure."
In the room, the old man heard the music of the piano, with a happy smile in his eyes, and then slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep to the music.
Li Xiuyuan, who was sitting quietly in the living room, was thinking about how many days he had spent in the bamboo house of the academy to practice Qin Dao to the beginning, or had he really entered Qin Dao before he lost his memory?
This is what Nangong Ruyu told him. He believed that Nangong Ruyu would not lie to him. There was no need for it.
Thinking of this, he became more determined to restore his memory.
Even if it was for nothing else, retrieving the memory of his parents and sister was something that should not be hesitated.
Under the eaves, Youruo was stuck in the piano path, as if possessed by a demon. She played all night, but she didn't feel tired at all. On the contrary, she only felt that her state of mind was extremely clear.
In the early morning of the next day, she opened her eyes after taking a nap next to the piano for an hour. She felt that some changes had occurred in herself. It seemed that her perception of the way of the piano was just like when she broke through the realm in practice, and she had a better understanding of the world. New understanding.
With a gentle smile in her eyes, she knew that with her breakthrough in piano skills, her cultivation level would reach a new level.
She stood up, walked to the desk in the living room, picked up the piano score that Li Xiuyuan had prepared for her, and saw three words written on it: four pieces of music.
...
There are four looms, trying to weave mandarin ducks and the shuttles are broken, but the east wind can't help but the shadows of the flowers are sparse.
The sound of frightening strings breaks and boredom disappears. When is the return date?
"The startling sound is broken, the boredom is gone, when is the return date?" You Ruo frowned slightly and whispered softly.
At this time, there was a voice, and the old man walked out of the room, came to the living room, looked at You Ruo and smiled.
"I heard Li Xiuyuan say that this poem should be Jiuzhangji. His teacher in the lower realm thought it was too long, so he only recorded the first four lines." After speaking, the old man waved his hand and lit the small stove on the table.
"Drink a cup of tea first and wait for Li Xiuyuan to cook breakfast together." The old man stopped Youruo's practice.
Seemingly remembering something, Youruo looked at the old man and asked, "Senior Mo, why do I always use a wooden sword when I see Li Xiuyuan practicing? Does it mean he doesn't have a good sword?"
When the old man heard this, he looked at her and laughed: "I asked him about this too, and he said a sword will do."
After hearing what Li Xiuyuan said, Youruo finally understood some truth. How can such a state of mind be matched by a group of students from Tianxiang Academy?
Just as he was talking, Li Xiuyuan entered the living room carrying a pot of white porridge.
Youruo looked at him and smiled and said, "I'm telling you, young master, would you like Youruo to give you a good sword?"
Li Xiuyuan looked at her and shook his head, saying, "No, just have a sword."
After saying that, he asked softly: "Where is Lan Xun'er, do you want to wake her up?"
Youruo shook her head, looked at him and replied, "She ran out of Yuqiong Pavilion early in the morning."
Li Xiuyuan shook his head, served porridge to the two of them, held a bowl in his arms, and started eating without saying anything.
It wasn't the wind blowing in the forest, or the rain hitting the banana trees. Right now, he just wanted to finish the bowl of porridge quietly, and then practice his sword for a while, practicing the memory he was born with.
The old man is eating porridge, and Youruo is eating porridge too.
Li Xiuyuan put down the bowl and said slowly: "I'm going to go outside for a walk."
"Yeah." The old man knew what he was going to do and didn't bother to pay attention to him.
Youruo looked at Li Xiuyuan's back and asked the old man, "What is he doing on this rainy day?"
Before the old man could answer, Li Xiuyuan had already walked into the rain, stepped into the pavilion in the courtyard, took out his wooden sword, followed the slanting rain, and struck out with a weak sword...
Looking at Li Xiuyuan in the pavilion, You Ruo raised the corners of her lips slightly, looked at the old man and said, "His sword move was unreasonable. I slapped him down."
The old man put the bowl on the table, looked at Youruo and said with a smile: "It seems that you have some misunderstandings about the way of swordsmanship. To the extreme of swordsmanship, every plant and tree is a sword."
As he was talking, Li Xiuyuan's wooden sword aroused a green sword energy, piercing through the heavy rain and fog, and slashed on a big tree dozens of feet away.
There was a "click!" and a branch as big as an arm fell heavily.
The old man smiled and said: "This is a wooden sword."
Youruo turned her head and glanced at him, and couldn't help but replied: "He is a monster. He can scare people to death even if he plays a piece of music... and even lifts a wooden sword to make people shake the world."
The old man was silent for a moment. Thinking of his conversation with Li Xiuyuan, he couldn't help but laugh: "He has entered an unconscious state now. Take a closer look..."
Youruo followed his gaze and saw that Li Xiuyuan had closed his eyes at this moment, and the wooden sword in his hand was just slashing in one direction again and again, like a puppet on strings.
The old man smiled and said: "He just does the simplest thing to the extreme. In this way, unexpected results will occur... If I am not wrong, I don't know how long he has persisted in practicing this way." years."
Youruo is the proud daughter of Tianxiang Academy, and all the elders and teachers around her are surrounding her. They have never seen a cultivation method like Li Xiuyuan's, and they couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
He looked at the old man and said, "It's incredible."
The old man was silent for a moment, and then slowly said: "You can ask him for advice, but there is no need to copy it. After all, everyone's mental method of practice is different."
You Ruo nodded slightly and said with a smile: "It's such a pleasing scene. My sister actually ran out to play. It's really a feast for my eyes."
The old man didn't know what he was thinking of, and sighed and said: "It seems that your mind is not harmonious, so just stay here for a while. Anyway, you will be practicing boringly with those old men when you return to the academy."
Seeing that Youruo didn't respond, the old man continued: "At least here, you can see different methods of practice, which may have some inspiration for your practice."
After saying that, he waved his hand and turned around and walked into the house: "I'm sleepy, let's go and rest for a while."
The old man was finally injured by the demonic spirit on the foreign battlefield, and his energy was no longer as good as before.
...
After noon, Li Xiuyuan opened the door to welcome guests, while Youruo continued to study piano in the backyard.
Just after wiping the counter, the fire was not lit and the water was not boiling. Feng Ruyu, who had disappeared for several days, walked in.
"Didn't Lan Xun'er go to play with her sister?" Li Xiuyuan sat at the table blankly and asked calmly: "This guy is so big-hearted that he dares to wander around Tianyu City alone."
Feng Ru smiled and said: "She is a monk in the realm of divine transformation, what should she be afraid of?"
"Yes." Li Xiuyuan said softly: "I forgot that she is the proud daughter of Tianxiang Academy."
"Where's what I'm looking for? Is there any news?"
"Seeing that you are in a hurry, you have nothing else to do except what you are looking for?" Feng Ruyu smiled and said, "If you are thirsty, make a pot of tea first."
"Actually, I want to buy an iron bow from you." Li Xiuyuan raised his head and looked at her and said seriously: "Ever since the assassination happened, I wanted to buy an iron bow and some iron arrows."
Feng Ruyu was speechless for a moment, looked at him and asked, "What do you want to do? Are you going to hunt or for something else?"
Li Xiuyuan laughed, shook his head and said, "I'm just afraid that something like that will happen again. My level is low, and I can still use arrows when I can't beat him."
For Li Xiuyuan at the moment, he had no time to cast an iron bow, and secondly, he was afraid of getting into trouble. He shouldn't have played that song in front of three women in the first place.
If you have a ready-made iron bow, buy one. When you buy an iron arrow, you can carve it into a talisman arrow.
This is Tianjie, not Ding'an City. The iron arrows here should be able to withstand the power of the runes.
Feng Ruyu couldn't help but roll her eyes at him and replied: "Isn't this a trivial matter? I will deliver it to you tomorrow."
Li Xiuyuan also knew that this matter would not trouble her, so he stretched out his hand to light the stove on the table and said, "I don't know if the old man knows about me... What should I do if I meet him one day?" ?”
When Feng Ruyu heard this, he said depressedly: "This is not my problem, this is your own problem. If you can't beat me, won't you run away? Besides, how can he know that you are with me that night?"
When Li Xiuyuan heard this, he knew that she was trying to comfort him. He thought that he might not do anything if Elder Liu saw him. He was not a god.
Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and said, "I'm just timid and want to find more ways to protect myself."
How could Feng Ruyu believe Li Xiuyuan's words? She looked at him and explained: "Next month, there will be an auction in Tianxiang City. It is said that there will be the elixir you need..."
Li Xiuyuan was slightly startled, and then replied quickly: "You mean, you are going to Tianxiang City? Or do you mean that Buyu Qiongge in your place will help me take pictures of this elixir?"
Upon hearing this, Feng Ruyu shook his head and sighed: "For such an important matter, you naturally have to go there in person. If you can take a photo of this elixir...then you can go to the Endless Fire Realm."
These words ignited Li Xiuyuan, and his goal was naturally the Endless Fire Domain. As long as he can take a picture of this elixir that nourishes the soul, he can go to the Endless Fire Realm with peace of mind.
When the fire was strong and the water was boiling, Li Xiuyuan washed the pot and put tea in it. He poured two cups of tea and placed them in front of him, frowning.
He looked at her and said, "I'll discuss it with the master. When does my sister plan to leave for Tianxiang City?"
Feng Ruyu glared at him, sighed, and said with a smile: "It takes four or five days to get to Tianxiang City from here. We just need to arrive before the auction starts."
From her point of view, she can leave at any moment.
It's just that someone has to guard Li Xiuyuan's shop. After all, it's impossible for an old man in the Fusion Realm to come here and watch.
After Li Xiuyuan was stunned for a moment, he nodded and replied, "I'll discuss it with the master. It will take a long time."
Feng Ruyu picked up the tea cup in front of him, took a sip, and said, "Do you want to go to Tianxiang Academy to practice? I can introduce you to it."
In Feng Ruyu's view, although Li Xiuyuan was a rare genius, his cultivation level was too low and he would not be able to go anywhere except Tianyu City.
It would take dozens or hundreds of years for him to reach the realm of spiritual transformation.
"I already have a master." Li Xiuyuan said calmly: "Maybe in the eyes of others, it is a really good place, but I don't want to go."
Feng Ruyu sighed slightly, without explaining anything, but said directly: "With your current state, you don't know how many decades of practice it will take to become a god. Are you willing to be like a snail?"
Li Xiuyuan was stunned and thought to himself, I'm not that anxious about breaking through. I still have to find a way to go back?
But he couldn't tell anyone about this, so he had to find a way to ask his master.
