Li Xiuyuan fought against two Dongtian realm masters in one day. His tendons and veins were damaged in the battle, and he didn't even eat the evening drink made by Old Man Zhang.
The only good thing is that the 10-foot-high stone platform built by the craftsmen of Tianfeng City in the Demon Realm was extremely strong after being repaired by Li Xiuyuan and the villagers. Even after two battles in the Cave Heaven Realm, it was not damaged.
It seemed that the formation had a protective effect.
Li Xiuyuan returned to the wooden house, opened all the magic circles, and then fell asleep.
Old man Zhang had dinner by himself. While eating, he listened to Li Xiuyuan swearing in his sleep. He shook his head and did not wake him up. He just put away the bowls and chopsticks and added a few pieces of charcoal to the brazier.
The villagers of Shuluo Village seemed unaware of the earth-shattering war taking place outside the village. Every household began to prepare for the New Year. Tomorrow is the 29th, and the day after tomorrow will be New Year's Eve.
The villagers, who had plenty of food and clothing, received red envelopes from Old Man Zhang two years ago. Every household was grateful because they knew that the little Taoist priest asked Old Man Zhang to distribute the money to them.
Although before this, most villagers had already earned a lot of money while building stone walls.
If the villagers are fine, then Old Man Zhang is fine; if Old Man Zhang is fine, then Li Xiuyuan is fine.
However, Li Xiuyuan still opened the restrictions on the formation, and he needed to be more cautious at this time.
Just because he was holding on to the monks in the later stage of Dongtian, he was temporarily unable to fight anymore and needed to rest for a long time.
In the early morning, the world is quiet,
Today is the 29th, which is the busiest day for the villagers, because every household has to prepare the New Year’s dishes.
Only Old Man Zhang and Li Xiuyuan were unprepared. As long as Old Man Zhang was around, Li Xiuyuan didn't have to worry about what to eat on New Year's Day. Whether you go to Tianfeng City to buy it, or the villagers of Shura Village send it to every household.
In his dream, Li Xiuyuan faintly heard the sound of Old Man Zhang busy in the kitchen, but he was too tired, his whole body was weak, and he didn't even want to open his eyes. He was even more exhausted than when he was injured by the killer in the back of the academy.
In the battle on the high platform, although Li Xiuyuan was not seriously injured, both Gongsun Changge's cave power and the fifth elder's ten thousand sword energy caused Li Xiuyuan physical damage.
This seemingly victorious battle still caused great damage to his mind and body.
Early in the morning, Li Hexiu just drank a bowl of porridge, and then asked Old Man Zhang to help him boil a large bucket of hot water and boil a pot of concoction.
After soaking in the concoction for half an hour, enduring the hundreds of wounds on his injured body being slowly repaired and healed, he thought that this year's New Year should be the saddest and most proud year of his life.
He managed to kill three Cave Heaven Realm monks even though he was injured all over his body. This is a unique thing in the Shura Heaven Realm. This miracle was created by himself, and only Old Man Zhang witnessed it.
It made him feel like he was walking at night in brocade clothes, because the villagers in Shura Village didn't even know what the Nascent Soul Realm was, let alone what was above the cave.
Li Xiuyuan was a little worried that his tendons would be damaged, so he endured the pain and got up early to take a medicinal bath. However, he didn't know that his body's tendons had long surpassed those of the dead Fifth Elder.
As for the injury, it was all because his cultivation level was too low. This was his flaw.
Not everyone can bear to face the enemy across two realms.
Looking at old man Zhang who was making tea at the table, Li Xiuyuan smiled bitterly and said: "You can go to the village to celebrate the New Year with them tomorrow. I want to go to the mountains to rest for a few days... Just bring me some food. I'll Do it yourself."
Old Man Zhang was stunned, looked at him and asked, "Do you want to come with me? By the way, isn't this entire Shura Village your home?"
Li Xiuyuan shook his head and replied calmly: "I can't have a fate with them, that will harm them..."
Old man Zhang didn't know what he thought of and stopped. He was holding half a cup of tea, his body seemed a little stiff, and he looked at Li Xiuyuan in silence for a long time.
Indeed, he could not let the villagers rely too much on Li Xiuyuan, let alone have them interact too closely with Li Xiuyuan. Otherwise, once Li Xiuyuan leaves here, the villagers will easily become the target of revenge by certain forces.
As Li Xiuyuan said, the best choice is not to make any choice.
Because from the standpoint of the entire Shura Village, Li Xiuyuan had great righteousness. Even the Queen of Tianfeng City and the King of Qin had to recognize this kind of righteousness, because the Shura Village was also their people.
This was also Li Xiuyuan's clear calculation.
After the bucket of medicinal bath had cooled down, Li Xiuyuan put on his clothes and sat down at the table to make tea.
After being injured, he wanted to make a spiritual tea to restore his energy and spirit.
Old man Zhang got up and went to fetch water. Li Xiuyuan poured out the remaining tea in the pot, washed the cup with the boiling water in the pot, washed the pot again, and took two pieces of spiritual tea that he had not tasted for a long time.
After the New Year, he rushed to turn fourteen. What could the fourteen-year-old Tian Tian do?
Others may have gathered energy to build the foundation at the age of fourteen. At the age of fourteen, he had already experienced three reincarnations, and had endured a hundred years of wind and rain on the Naihe Bridge.
Old Man Zhang took the snow water and boiled it. When the boiling water met the spiritual tea from the nine heavens, there suddenly seemed to be a fairy spirit rippling in the wooden house, which was not like the scenery of the human world.
Old man Zhang held the cup and took a sip of the spiritual tea. He looked at Li Xiuyuan and said with a smile: "After taking a sip of tea, I felt as if I was ten years younger. I never thought that we would make such a big difference even if we made a cup of tea."
Li Xiuyuan was not in good spirits before, but after drinking half a cup of spiritual tea, he finally regained some strength.
Looking at the old man Zhang, he smiled and said: "This tea is not that tea, don't think too much... Drinking tea is just drinking water, so there are so many things to pay attention to? Come on, drink tea."
He doesn't want to make Old Man Zhang's life complicated, he wants to try to make his life simpler, simpler.
Old Man Zhang knew he couldn't defeat the young man in front of him, so he just smiled. After drinking Er Dao Ling Tea, he said he wanted to go to the village and bring back some food.
After Old Man Zhang left work, Li Xiuyuan returned to his sleepy mood.
Although there is a hint of sadness and the extreme exhaustion of relaxing after the war,
Feeling sad for autumn? Although it is winter now.
At this time, he didn't have the strength to swing the sword, and he didn't even have the intention to swing the wooden sword Ruoshui.
On this windy and snowy morning, he wanted to play a piece of music on the piano, both to welcome spring and to send off winter...
Thinking of this, Li Xiuyuan took a stick of incense and burned it, then took out the iron piano and placed it in front of the table. There was wind and snow in winter, and there was the sound of the piano in the wind and snow. He stared at the iron piano on the table, as if he had returned to the scene in his life. One day...
It's as white as snow on the mountain and as bright as the moon among the clouds.
I heard that you had two opinions, so I came to resolve it.
As he caressed it gently with his fingers, his own music flowed out from the strings of Jiaolong Qin, and he hummed a few words in his mouth.
It's just that I always feel that the song is not reaching my purpose. Who do I want to be with at this time?
As soon as the music changes, the tune changes again and again:
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?
I am at the foot of the mountain and have not returned yet. How can I have a return date?
If it’s not right, replace it.
Every year in the snow, I often plant plum blossoms to get drunk. I remove all the plum blossoms without any good intentions, which makes my clothes full of tears!
It’s not appropriate either. I have a mountain full of apricot blossoms to welcome the spring. Why should I change them again when the plum blossoms are drunk in the winter?
The sky is connected with the clouds and waves, and the dawn fog is connected, and the stars are about to turn and a thousand sails are dancing.
Ninety Thousand Miles Wind Peng is doing his best. When the wind stops, the boat blows away the three mountains!
This is the artistic conception I want! No matter how windy or snowy it is, I will guard this place alone and bury your 100,000-strong army.
Turning his fingers lightly, he changed countless words and phrases.
It's just that the sound of the piano does not have the sonorous meaning before, but is vague and absent, hidden in the wind and snow, making people feel that it is like the sound of the piano coming from the nine heavens.
If you want to listen carefully to the silent sound of the piano, if you want to wave it away, it will go around the beam.
At present, Li Xiuyuan has transformed the Tao of the Qin into the Tao of the Sword. Even a faint rhyme of the Qin music also has a vague meaning of the sword.
The sound of the piano penetrated the wind and snow and headed into the wilderness. At this time, the Shura villagers were preparing for the New Year, and no one noticed the faint sound of the piano in the wind and snow.
Even the small animals in Luoxia Mountain are hiding in caves and cannot hear the sounds of nature coming from the nine heavens.
After playing the piano for three times, Li Xiuyuan put away the iron piano. Still unfinished, he took the engraved knife and went to the door, writing a stroke on the door frame of the wooden house.
The mountain wind blows snow and the fourth watch begins,
Jiarui Tianjiao and Sui Shu.
A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and Li Xiuyuan unconsciously carved the couplets in the bluestone courtyard of Fangcun Mountain in Wuyu in front of the wooden house at the foot of Luoxia Mountain in Shura Tianyu.
The artistic conception is so similar, but the time difference is decades.
In the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed.
It was almost noon, and the wind and snow in the mountains were gradually weakening. Li Xiuyuan walked out of the wooden house, closed the door behind him, raised his feet, and headed towards Luoxia Mountain.
The snow had not yet arrived when he arrived, but because of an annoying incident in the Demon Realm, he only stayed on the mountain for a few days before having to stay at the foot of the mountain.
The infinite scenery is on the dangerous peak. He wants to go to the Taoist temple to see the snow and write some talismans there before the new year is about to come.
Li Xiuyuan spent an hour walking in the mountains. This was the slowest walk he had ever taken up the mountain.
Not only because he was injured, but also because he wanted to take a good look at the snow scene on Luoxia Mountain.
Arriving at the deserted Taoist temple, I spent half an hour cleaning up the main hall and my room.
After lighting a charcoal fire and brewing a pot of tea, Li Xiuyuan began to grind cinnabar and pine ink while watching the wind and snow on the mountain. Although old man Zhang has already learned how to write talismans.
But as the master of the Taoist temple, he still wanted to leave more runes here.
There was wind and snow in the mountains, and the charcoal in the brazier in the hall burned quietly, bringing a warm atmosphere.
It took an hour to write nearly 200 runes of various kinds, and placed them quietly on the wooden stand beside the altar table, waiting for villagers from several villages down the mountain to come to ask for the runes after the coming spring.
At present, Li Xiuyuan has added the neatness of regular script to the thin gold body he has learned since childhood, forming his own style... free and easy, with a hint of rigor, and unrestrained, containing a cold sword intent.
Feeling a little tired, he dragged out a recliner, lay down softly on it, stretched out his hand to pull up the animal skin blanket, and lazily closed his eyes.
I came to the mountain to rest my mind.
It's windy and snowy outside, and the charcoal fire is blazing inside, perfect for a good night's sleep.
Stealing half a day of free life is also a kind of enjoyment.
Resting on a mountain of wind and snow, I thought that in a short time, only one night of spring breeze would be able to remove the winter snow from this mountain and nourish this mountain of spring apricots.
However, when the apricot blossoms bloom, it will also be the time for me to leave. When he returned to the academy, it was estimated that Xiao Qing and Xiao Long'er were already waiting for him at the academy.
And Nangong Ruyu, who called himself the master, didn't know when he would come here to join him? Or should he go to the academy alone and let her go to the academy to find him alone?
After thinking about it, I realized that I still had a lot more worries. Not to mention the Hua Tianyu brothers who were far away in the Demon Realm, there was the Chu Kingdom thousands of miles away, as well as the Chu Feng siblings.
There is bound to be no peace on this Shura battlefield. Even if I have repeatedly stated that I will not ally with any party, can I really escape when things happen?
After thinking about it, I couldn't help but murmured: "It took a lot of effort to get rid of the academy's entanglement with me, but as soon as I left the academy, I forgot about it..."
It's true that man's calculation is not as good as God's calculation. He keeps calculating by himself, but in the end he falls into the pit.
At this point, Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but sigh softly, closed his eyes and rested his mind, waiting for Old Man Zhang to bring up the food for tomorrow's New Year's Eve.
It's a New Year's Eve for a person, and it turns out that I can do it myself.
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