Above the Nine Heavens, at the foot of Mount Sumeru, somewhere in a valley.
The gentleman who was keeping several family members on New Year's Eve looked at the golden light and the pure green lotus rising from the lower world to the sky. He was stunned and speechless for a moment.
Li Xiaoxue looked at Li Hongxiu with tears in her eyes, cried and said with a smile: "Master's wife, my brother's Qinglian has finally woken up."
Li Hongxiu was also stunned at this time. She looked at the silent man, patted Li Xiaoxue gently and said, "Don't be afraid, this is a good thing."
Xia Wutong had already cried in Tang Qiuyu's arms. While crying, he said: "Master, junior brother's Qinglian, that is junior brother's Qinglian..."
Tang Qiuyu looked at her husband rationally and asked: "Sir, the Qinglian of the Imperial Master was not that big that year? How long has it been..."
Shangguan Qiu Ming took Ye Zhiqiu's hand and smiled and said: "This is my brother's green lotus. Qiu Ming once saw it on the cliff mountain in Beihai. However, she seems to have grown up a lot."
Lin Yueru stared at Shangguan Feihu blankly, speechless for a long time.
The master took Ye Zhiqiu's hand and said with a tearful smile: "As long as our child is well, you don't care where he practices, he will find his way home one day."
Ye Zhiqiu looked at Xia Wutong crying and smiled at the same time: "Your sister and I told him in Tianxiang City that when he recovers his memory, he will come to us at the foot of Xumi Mountain..."
Li Xiaoxue wiped her tears and said, "I knew my brother would be fine... Mother, Master, it was my brother we saw in Tianxiang City!"
Li Hongxiu replied faintly: "So what, didn't you listen to what he said? He will not accept any fate until his memory is restored. He is a stubborn guy..."
Shangguan Qiu Ming smiled and said, "Brother has created a miracle."
The teacher looked at all the sentient beings and said, "Ye'er has been practicing Buddhism since he was a child in the five realms. After ascending to heaven, he only temporarily lost his memory. With the awakening of this pure green lotus, he will slowly regain his memory."
Li Hongxiu looked at him and asked in confusion: "That guy's current state is so bad that he ascends back again. I don't know how long it will take for him to come back?"
The husband looked at her, shook his head, and said softly: "In your eyes, wasn't his level completely different back then?"
"This is a rare opportunity. You all should practice some cultivation and gain some insights... You have been waiting for this moment for more than twenty years!" Mr. looked at everyone and said quietly.
Tang Qiuyu was startled, took Xia Wutong's hand and said, "Hurry up and find some cushions..."
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There were two salty tears in the corners of Li Xiuyuan's eyes, and they fell heavily onto the newly written book on the table, wetting the four words he had just written:
That’s what I heard!
In Li Xiuyuan's eyes, this moment seemed to be just an instant, but two full hours passed between heaven and earth.
When he woke up again, the wind and snow had subsided, and a new moon hung in the sky.
When he woke up, he chanted repeatedly: "Mumu! Mumu! Where are you..."
A pool of thick ink in the inkstone had gradually solidified. Li Xiuyuan picked up a kettle and poured a few drops of hot water into it to dissolve it, then took a tube of pine ink and ground it.
After sighing, Youyou actually took a few feet of silk given to him by Feng Ruyu from Tianxiang City and spread it on the table with several sheets of Huxuan on it.
He looked at the Lotus Sutra on the table, but what he was thinking about was the blood-vomiting poem written in Yuqiong Pavilion in Tianxiang City.
With a sigh, the wolf hair in his hand fell gently like the water-like wooden sword.
Ten years of life and death are so vast that I cannot forget them without thinking about them.
Thousands of miles of lonely tomb, no place to speak of desolation.
Even if we meet each other, we should not know each other, our faces are covered with dust and our temples are like frost.
...
It is expected that the broken part of the intestines will be cut off every year, on a bright moonlit night, there will be short pines.
When he started writing, there was a small regular script that was as gentle as water, exactly the same as the font on the curly yellow Lotus Sutra.
On the writing and inkstone table, Li Xiuyuan took the newly carved seal and covered it heavily with the blood-like cinnabar on the table where he signed the name.
He smiled bitterly and said, "It turns out that I am really the guy who lost his memory."
It turns out that only amnesia is the happiest thing.
There is no need to mourn the past, nor to look forward to the future, nor even to be responsible for the present...
Thinking of this, Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but move outside the palace, looked up at the faint crescent moon in the night, and took out the Nameless Sword with a move of his hand.
It seems that these stars are not last night, for whom the wind and dew set the midnight sun.
He has understood the first form of Qianlong Zaiyuan, and he wants to try the second form of Shenlong Sword Technique.
With a sword in hand, Li Xiuyuan's aura suddenly changed drastically. The quiet aura before disappeared instantly, and an extremely sharp sword was released from his body.
The whole person is like a sharp sword. If it doesn't come out, it will be dead, but when it comes out, it will pierce the abyss.
He clearly only held the long sword Wuming in his hand, but it gave people the feeling of being as heavy as a hill, as if the sword had become one with him, like a part of his body.
This is the sword power that gradually made Li Xiuyuan a legend in Shura Tianyu Kendo.
As soon as the long sword came out, it had such a sword power, which was simply shocking. Perhaps, this has a lot to do with his divine dragon body.
Li Xiuyuan stood in the snow, took a breath, and the sword in his hand sank. With a "swish" sound, the sword stabbed into the sky from bottom to top.
At the same time, a Ruoshui sword force was also released from Wumingjian and Li Xiuyuan, filling the entire small courtyard. In an instant, a whirlwind emerged, and all the snow in the courtyard was blown into the air with the whirlwind...
The small courtyard outside the Taoist temple was as clear as a mirror for a while, without a single snowflake.
After an unknown period of time, the whirlwind disappeared, and the snowflakes all over the sky also disappeared without a trace along with the whirlwind.
The old man's words rang in Li Xiuyuan's ears: "The second move is to see the dragon remove its armor, use the power of the cave to attack and defend, and cooperate with the comprehended sword power to become invincible within one foot."
At present, Li Xiuyuan, not to mention Dongtian, has not even recovered from the realm of breaking the void, so naturally he cannot comprehend the second sword technique.
Looking down at the clean ground, he couldn't help but continue: "On New Year's Eve for more than ten years, a sword has swept away the snow in the courtyard."
That night, all the people in Yunqi Taoist Temple's dream were out of sorts.
That night, some people in Tianfeng Kingdom looked at the moon and broke through the realm.
That night, countless monks in the Shura Realm realized the opportunity to break through the realm under the blessing of the Pure World Green Lotus and the Light of Ten Thousand Buddhas.
This night, even the destined people above the Nine Heavens broke through one after another.
Tang Qiuyu looked at her husband and said blankly: "This guy has repeated the miracle of the past!"
The husband looked at the group of relatives and friends who were in dire straits and replied quietly: "He has been a legend since he was born."
Only the man in the dream, Li Xiuyuan, didn't know it, because his realm had been imprisoned by the old man Long Qingfeng, unless he could cultivate the flaming sword to perfection.
Just like how he was imprisoned by his husband and the old monk Kuchan back then, his realm cannot be broken until his physical body reaches the state of great accomplishment.
This is the third time Li Xiuyuan has been imprisoned on his spiritual path.
The second time was when the woman in white rescued him from the cold pool, and her body broke through the realm all the way to the ninth level of Nascent Soul, and then was imprisoned again.
However, he could not remember the first two times.
After taking back his sword, he returned to the main hall and added a few more charcoal to the stove and drank two cups of tea. It was about to get up at Yin o'clock and the long night was coming to an end, before I returned to my room to rest.
After staying awake all night, he felt sleepy and didn't want anyone to disturb his morning dream, so he stretched out his hand and pasted a rune on the door.
...
Old man Zhang was the first to wake up. Even if he got up early, it was almost midnight.
After opening the door, he sat blankly in the main hall, neither washing nor cooking porridge, he just stared at the silk on the table as if in a dream.
Not long after, Hua Tianyu, who felt thirsty, opened the door and walked to the main hall to look for water. He looked at the dazed old man Zhang and asked, "Senior, why are you doing this?"
Before he finished speaking, he looked like he was seeing a ghost. He pointed at Old Man Zhang and said blankly: "You... you were still in the realm of Nascent Soul last night!"
Old Man Zhang, who had come back to his senses, looked at him with a bitter smile and said, "Don't ask me, I don't know either... I have read in the book Li Xiuyuan gave me that if you break into this realm, you must survive the thunder tribulation. , but I didn’t..."
After Hua Tianyu heard what he said, he remembered to look at himself, but he was already stunned after just one glance... He who was still at the fifth level yesterday had broken through the second level in a row.
Looking at the new words on the table, he asked: "Is this what you always wrote? Is the font good?"
Old man Zhang trembled, pointed outside the hall and said, "Of course this was written by Li Xiuyuan, didn't you see the signature?"
"I...go, this guy even changed his font overnight... This font is as moist as jade and water, how can it be written overnight?"
Old Man Zhang looked at him and sighed softly, and replied: "I'm going to boil water and porridge. If you're not afraid of trouble, you can wake up the three girls and see their state."
After saying that, he walked towards the kitchen.
As he walked, he shouted: "I just had a dream, and the old man became a god."
Hua Tianyu was startled and shouted: "Sister, Xiaoqing, get up quickly, something big has happened, the sky is going to change!"
After shouting several times, Hua Chenyu and Xiao Qing were finally driven out of the room.
Hua Chenyu rubbed his eyes and looked at him and shouted, "Brother, what's your name? It's only this hour, why don't you let me sleep a little longer?"
Hua Tianyu pulled her and Xiaoqing to sit down, and said nervously: "Look at your own realm! Damn it!"
When Xiaoqing heard this, she couldn't help but look inwards...
Hua Chenyu only stayed there for a moment before exclaiming: "Oh my God! Damn it! How come I broke through the second level in a row?
Xiao Qing murmured to herself: "Xiao Qing is now at the fifth level, my God! I'm going to ask Li Xiuyuan!"
The three of them rushed all the way to Li Xiuyuan's door. They saw that the door was tightly closed and no one could push it open.
Put a note on the door: Don’t read it! Don't make any noise!
Hua Tianyu pulled the two girls toward the main hall and said as he walked: "We were all drunk last night. I guess he stayed alone all night and will be catching up on his sleep now."
"Old man Zhang was so distracted last night that he didn't cause a thunderstorm...did he scare you to death? Even scarier than when you broke through the second realm in a row?"
Hua Tianyu looked at the two girls and said, "Look, this guy even changed his font style overnight."
Hua Chenyu stepped forward and lowered his head to look at the silk. He only looked at it once and then froze.
I couldn't help but read softly: "Even if we meet each other and we don't know each other, our face is covered with dust, and our temples are like frost... What kind of past does this guy have that he could write such heart-wrenching sentences in one night?"
Hua Tianyu continued: "It is expected that the heart will be broken every year, and it will be a short pine tree on a bright moonlit night. I am afraid that no one in the Shura Realm can write such a sentence. Fortunately, Qin Qianshan and others back then called themselves Shura Realm. legend."
Xiao Qing didn't understand the content of the poem's title, so he looked at the two of them and said, "When the teacher was in the academy, he told Xiao Qing that Li Xiuyuan would be a legend in the Shura Realm. I have long been used to it."
Although Xiao Qing was shocked by her own realm, when she thought that it was Li Xiuyuan's doing, she accepted everything as it should be.
Hua Tianyu stared blankly at the two women, and said with a wry smile: "The key is that Old Man Zhang broke into a state of distraction overnight, and he didn't even cause a thunderstorm! And like us, he also broke through in a dream... ...Has the way of heaven changed?"
Hua Chenyu shook his head, touched his belly and smiled: "I'm hungry, I'll eat first before talking."
Xiao Qing smiled and said: "Let him have a good sleep. I think he will sleep until evening. We will take Xiao Long'er to the village at the foot of the mountain to play for a while..."
Old man Zhang, who came up with a pot of porridge, looked at the three of them and said, "Go and ask Xiao Longer to get up and eat porridge. After that, we will go down the mountain to give out red envelopes to the villagers. This is what Li Xiuyuan arranged."
Xiao Qing clapped her hands and walked out, shouting as she walked: "Xiao Long'er, the sun is shining on your butt!"
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