When Xiao Long'er and Nangong Ruyu woke up, Old Man Zhang had already cooked the porridge and put some green vegetables on top, giving off a faint fragrance.
Li Xiuyuan was already outside, lighting a fire and forging iron.
Xiao Long'er took Nangong Ruyu's hand and ran out, saying as he ran, "Xiao Long'er is hungry."
Nangong Ruyu scolded gently: "I told you, you have to wash up first when you get up in the morning. After breakfast, my sister will take you to play in the back mountain. Remember to bring your brother's wooden sword."
While talking, he went to the kitchen to bring out the porridge and put it on the table. Little Longer ran to the back of the yard to wash his face in a gust of wind.
Looking at Li Xiuyuan who was focused on swinging the hammer, he remembered that the two of them were indeed a little wild.
Smiling softly, he looked at Li Xiuyuan and shouted: "Master, stop for a while and come over to eat porridge."
"Just wait a moment, you and Xiao Long'er eat first." Li Xiuyuan kept swinging the hammer and saw sparks flying. After a while, he put away the hammer in his hand and walked to the backyard.
Xiao Long'er came out after washing herself. Today she changed into a white dress, which was very cute.
Pouting her little mouth, she ran to Nangong Ruyu's side and shouted: "Sister, hurry up and bring some porridge, and take me to play after eating."
Nangong Ruyu looked at her and couldn't help but laugh: "In addition to being a lazy little pig, you are also a foodie!"
Nangong Ruyu looked at her and smiled: "Master also wants to turn Xiao Long'er into a little drunk cat. Brother has some delicious fruit wine. Xiao Long'er will help you and ask brother for two glasses tonight..."
It should be noted that spiritual practice is like writing poetry. As high as Li Bai and Du Fu, it can only be said that it has reached the gate of the high wall. As for the poems of other so-called poets and poets, it is not worth mentioning.
When Nangong Ruyu heard this, she immediately became interested. She looked at her and asked, "Xiao Long'er, have you drank it? How does it taste?"
Xiao Longer took a sip of the porridge and whispered back: "My brother brewed it with fairy peaches. Xiao Longer only drank half a cup and got drunk. I heard from my brother that Xiao Longer broke through a realm that night..." .”
"So magical? Where can you find fairy peaches in this world? Xiao Long'er, where have you and your brother been? Where are you from? Tell sister quickly..."
Nangong Ruyu was deeply shocked. She knew that Xiao Longer would never lie to her.
When Xiao Long'er saw that he had spilled the beans, he quickly covered his mouth, shook his head and replied: "Xiao Long'er seems to be possessed by a demon. Sister, you should ask your brother. Oh, Xiao Long'er is hungry and wants to eat porridge."
Nangong Ruyu looked at her and sighed again, thinking that if she continued to ask questions, there would probably be no results, so she could only glare at her, thinking that she would have to find time to ask her master.
The mysterious guy in front of him had never appeared before Li Xiuyuan disappeared. After disappearing for two years, an eccentric little girl unexpectedly popped up.
After washing up, Li Xiuyuan came out and looked at the two of them, and said softly: "Yu'er will take Xiao Long'er to the back mountain to pick some pine needles and leaves, and let her start practicing swordplay with you."
After speaking, he took out the wooden sword and put it on the table, and said calmly: "Xiao Long'er will use my brother's wooden sword first. After my brother makes it for you, I will use my own."
Both Little Long'er and Nangong Ruyu were made to laugh by him. Little Long'er reached out and touched the wooden sword, pouted and asked, "Brother's sword is so beautiful. Little Long'er's sword should be the same."
Seeing the innocent look on Xiao Long'er's face, Li Xiuyuan shook his head, took a bowl of porridge in his hands, and said quietly: "Of course he is just like his brother."
Nangong Ruyu glanced at her and said with a smile: "Master, will you make a sword for Yu'er sometime!?"
Li Xiuyuan was stunned, looked at her and said: "Didn't you say that Master made this Zhanxue for you? My craftsmanship is not as good as his, and I don't have the materials?"
The last piece of material in the endless abyss was also used by him to make arrows, because he was afraid that he would not be able to defeat the monsters under the abyss. Unexpectedly, he did not use it in the end.
"Then you have to cast another one for me, or reheat this one. I think your fire is much better than the earth fire on Tianshan Mountain."
Nangong pouted, placed the Snow Sword on the table with a wave of his hand, and then looked at Li Xiuyuan quietly.
Li Xiuyuan was stunned, and suddenly felt the faint sound of a long sword penetrating his body.
He looked at her blankly and said, "If I regained my memory on the Shura battlefield, and I was really your former master... wouldn't I have ruined your master's hard work?"
Nangong Ruyu looked at his appearance, picked up the kettle in front of her, poured the boiling water into the purple clay pot, looked at Li Xiuyuan and said, "Yu'er will learn how to make tea from the master in the future!"
Suddenly hearing Nangong Ruyu's words, Li Xiuyuan, who was in a daze, came back to his senses, looked at the tea she poured into the cup, and gently replied: "That's fine! Making tea is also about cultivating the mind. I hope you can Understand this."
Suddenly a gust of wind passed by, and the mountain wind swept the leaves all over the sky and fell from the sky. Li Xiuyuan slapped the table and pulled out the snow-cutting sword. He saw a sword light slashing through it, and dozens of leaves that were chopped into two pieces fell softly in the air. Falling in front of the three people.
Nangong Ruyu was shocked. She expected that Li Xiuyuan's swordsmanship was much stronger than that on Tianshan Mountain, but she did not expect that it was already so powerful that she could not imagine it.
Gently picking up two leaves from the table, smelling the burnt aroma and looking at the hint of fire in the cut, I couldn't help but cover my mouth.
She knew the Ruoshui sword intent that Li Xiuyuan practiced, but now this sword clearly turned into a sword intent with a hint of fire.
She has been practicing in Taoyuan for many years, but she has never heard of a practitioner who has mastered more than two kinds of sword intent, not even her mother.
But everything in front of me is the best proof!
"Master, when did you realize the meaning of the flaming sword?" Nangong Ruyuwang had already retracted his sword, and Li Xiuyuan was quietly eating porridge and murmured.
Li Xiuyuan looked at Zhan Xue on the table and shook his head. He looked at her and said, "I just feel a familiar flavor from this sword. As for the flame sword intention? I haven't fully understood it yet."
After hearing Li Xiuyuan's reply, Nangong Ruyu finally confirmed her suspicion. She looked at him and said softly: "When can master teach Yu'er this sword intention?"
"I haven't fully understood it yet, and I haven't been able to write it down on paper. I'm afraid I won't be able to help you in a short time." Li Xiuyuan picked up a leaf from the table, put it under his nose and sniffed it gently.
Then, he laughed.
"I'm going to drink the spiritual wine you brewed from fairy peaches tonight as compensation for me!" Nangong Ruyu said reluctantly as she watched him act rogue.
When Li Xiuyuan heard this, he couldn't help but glared at Xiao Long'er.
The little dragon was so frightened that he dropped the bowl on the table and ran towards the backyard with a huff...
"Brother, I heard the sound of pheasants in the back mountain. Sister, hurry up and accompany Xiao Long'er..." From a distance, the sound of Xiao Long'er shouting was heard.
Li Xiuyuan looked at Nangong Ruyu in front of him, thought for a while and replied, "Let's talk about this in the evening."
Nangong Ruyu was shocked when he heard this, but Li Xiuyuan did not deny it. This showed that what Xiao Longer said was true. This was far beyond the common sense she could understand, and she couldn't help but be stunned.
After thinking about it, he pointed to Zhan Xue on the table and said, "This scabbard was also made by my master. My brother remade the sword and kept his scabbard. He will definitely not blame you."
After saying that, regardless of whether Li Xiuyuan agreed or objected, he ran to the backyard with a roar: "Little Long'er, wait for sister!"
Li Xiudi looked at the half-pot of steaming porridge and thought to himself, "You should go after eating. Are you in such a hurry?"
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Nangong Ruyu caught up with Xiao Long'er who was holding the little black rabbit, looked at her and asked: "Xiao Long'er, how can you practice swordsmanship while holding the rabbit?"
Xiao Long'er thought for a while, then put the little black rabbit on the ground and patted its head: "Little Rabbit, you can go and play by yourself. Xiao Long'er will come back to you later when he gets home."
When the little black rabbit heard this, he ran towards the grass in the distance with a roar.
Nangong Ruyu was shocked again. As we all know, ordinary hares go back to their hometown after entering the mountains and forests. How can there be any reason to come back again?
Looking at Xiao Long'er smiling, he said softly: "Now we can go pick some pine needles. Sister will teach you how to practice swordsmanship with your spiritual consciousness."
After hearing what Nangong Ruyu said, Nangong Ruyu pointed to the cedar in front and said with a smile: "Sister, are there pine needles on that tree?"
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"Little Long'er, close your eyes and use your consciousness to sense the leaves that your sister shoots out. See if you can knock the leaves to the ground."
Nangong Ruyu pinched a few leaves in her hand and looked at little Long'er and said.
"Sister, what is spiritual consciousness?" The little Long'er in front of him has no realm and no cultivation.
"Young fool, you can still see things when you close your eyes." Nangong Ruyu looked at her and smiled.
"Oh, sister, wait a minute, little Long'er try... Sister, Xiao Long'er saw the little rabbit running into the grass... and there was a pheasant not far away... .”
The little dragon'er closed his eyes and giggled with a grin.
"Who asked you to look so far away? Just look at the distance of three feet in front of you and see clearly that I am coming..."
"Sister, please slow down, little Long'er can't see clearly!"
"Be more serious and look carefully. Is this sword made of leaves slowing down?"
"Well, it seems to have slowed down a bit. Sister, please slow down a little bit and don't hurt Xiao Long'er!"
"Didn't you have porridge in the morning? Don't you have a sword in your hand? Quickly chop down the flying leaves!"
"Sister, wait a minute, why doesn't this sword obey Xiao Long'er's command..."
"You're too slow, go faster! Harder!"
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Even Li Xiuyuan, who was hammering and hammering in the courtyard, heard the noise of two girls, one large and one small, in the back hill.
At this time, Old Man Zhang had already led the villagers down the mountain to move the repair materials up the mountain, and started banging in the two utility rooms.
When everyone saw Li Xiuyuan sweating, they were not surprised. Many villagers at the foot of the mountain used new kitchen knives and farm tools. Everyone knew that the young gentleman from Taoist Temple was also a good blacksmith.
Li Xiuyuan did not touch Nangong Ruyu's Zhanxue. He wanted to spend more time casting these iron tools, and then consider how to recast the Zhanxue.
While instructing the villagers to renovate their houses, Old Man Zhang turned back to seek Li Xiuyuan's opinion.
Li Xiuyuan, who was practicing vigorously, could not care about these things. He looked at him and shook his head and said: "You can just take care of this matter. If you want to live comfortably, just put two beds in each room..." ..”
When Old Man Zhang heard this, he patted his chest and said with a smile: "This is easy to handle. I will repair the kitchen by the way. From now on, this will be a brand new Taoist temple, ready for people to live in."
Li Xiuyuan shuddered and almost knocked the hammer in his hand. When will no one be able to live here anymore?
After releasing his spiritual consciousness, he sensed that the little Long'er in the back mountain had found a way to use his spiritual consciousness to deal with picking leaves and flying flowers, so he was too lazy to pay attention to the two people in the back mountain.
He had already taught Nangong Ruyu at Wangyue Stream in the academy, and he believed that Nangong Ruyu could also teach Xiao Longer who was seeing him.
After all, this guy is still thinking about his spiritual wine and reforging the Zhanxue.
The only flaw in the beauty is that he has no better materials for making swords.
After much deliberation, I could only melt two of the already cast talisman arrows and fuse them into the snow-cutting sword. After all, the materials used for the talisman arrows were given to me by the ancestors of Tianxiang Academy, and they were spiritual materials from the upper world.
Thinking of this, I was suddenly startled, wondering if the heaven here would allow this spiritual sword to overcome the tribulation because I used an immortal weapon from another world?
If that's the case, I'm afraid this snow-cutting sword will be the only sword in the Shura Heaven Realm that can overcome the catastrophe.
If Nangong Ruyu's mother learns about this, will it cause another disturbance?
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