One night passed, and when Li Xiuyuan woke up, he found that he was already lying in the Yaoguang Palace.
Touching his head with a splitting headache and thinking about the starlight last night, he was startled and quickly looked inside himself, looking again and again, but he didn't know what was wrong with his body.
The black star stone was held in his hand, and even the futon on the ground was now pillowed under his head.
Thinking about it in his mind, this master who forced himself to be his disciple seemed pretty good, and he would actually follow him secretly.
It seemed that he was in no danger on the Bamboo Peak.
As for the strange thing that happened last night, he could only go to the library to ask his teacher Meng Shentong another day.
Thinking of this, after getting up and washing up, he went to cook a pot of white porridge, and then started his daily practice of cleaning the courtyard of Yaoguang Hall.
What he didn't expect was that the bookshelves in the Yaoguang Palace were filled with different exercises. Li Xiuyuan just glanced at them casually and thought that taking these exercises to Tianyu Street would cause a disturbance.
I thought that this master looked cold, but he didn't have the consciousness to guard himself.
However, Li Xiuyuan had no intention of practicing these techniques. He planned to finish cleaning the Yaoguang Palace and go down the mountain to the Library Pavilion at noon.
One is to continue reading, and the other is to ask what happened to the starlight last night.
However, before he could think about how to go down the mountain to find his teacher, Ping An's voice sounded outside the hall: "Where is my brother? Ping An is here with Grandpa Meng!"
Li Xiuyuan was so happy that he didn't expect that he was thinking of looking for you.
Without saying much, he answered and walked out of the hall. He looked at the old man and the young man and said with a smile, "Why are you here, teacher? Ping An, don't you need to practice with the master today?"
As soon as Ping An saw Li Xiuyuan coming out, he rushed up to him, circled around him, and then glanced into the Yaoguang Hall, and he breathed a sigh of relief when no one was around.
She took Li Xiuyuan's hand and asked, "Brother, did Yuzun hit you later? Would she deny him food or let him sleep?"
Li Xiuyuan first bowed his hands to Meng Shentong and said, "Disciple has met the teacher. Please come in and let the disciple serve tea."
Then he took Ping An's hand and walked into the main hall, walked to the table and lit the stove to boil water.
After Meng Shentong saw him sitting down with satisfaction, he said to Ping An: "Yuzun is my master now, how could she hit me? Where is Ping An, your master?"
Ping An looked at him and smiled and said: "Master was called away by Master, how could he have time to take care of me? I was wondering if my brother would be beaten, so I invited Grandpa Meng to come and have a look."
While washing the pot and dropping the tea, Li Xiuyuan shook his head, looked at Meng Shentong, and told him the strange things last night.
After that, he said in a daze: "Did the disciple get hit by a meteor?"
Meng Shentong didn't say anything after hearing this, but held Li Xiuyuan's small hand with one hand and carefully explored his whole body, just like Yu Zun last night.
After a while, Cai Ren shook his head and said, "That's not right. You obviously don't have any spiritual power, let alone communicating with heaven and earth. It's really strange."
Ping An didn't understand the meaning of what the two said. In his opinion, as long as Li Xiuyuan was good, it would be fine.
Thinking of this, Ping An took out a black iron plate from his body, stuffed it into Li Xiuyuan's hand, and chuckled: "Grandpa Yuan gave this to you. He said that even if Yuzun robs you, he will accept his brother..." ....”
Li Xiuyuan was stunned and looked at Meng Shentong in a daze.
Meng Shentong looked at him and smiled and said: "What are you afraid of? There is one more master and one more backstage. In the future, when you have time, go to the elder to learn how to refine weapons."
Li Xiuyuan served the spiritual tea to Meng Shentong, and frowned as he looked at it: "Disciple thinks that he has to continue to go to the library to read, but here... how can he find the time to go to Yuan Zun to learn the exercises? Tool?"
Meng Shentong looked at him and shook his head, and said seriously: "The library is right there. Even if you spend hundreds of years, you still can't finish reading those books."
Ping An was delighted when he heard this and chuckled: "Grandpa Yuan said the same thing."
"When you have nothing to do, go and see the old man. When you learn how to make weapons, you can make a good sword for Ping An."
Old Meng thought for a while, looked at him and said seriously.
Ping An quickly said: "Ping An doesn't have a fairy sword yet, I'm just waiting for my brother to help me."
Li Xiuyuan looked at the old and the young and smiled bitterly: "Teacher, you think too highly of me. Not to mention that I haven't gone to Yuan Zun yet. I don't know how many monks will die just from the legendary divine fire."
In the library, the master and apprentice talked a lot about the divine fire. He also knew that Tianyun Mountain could not provide anyone with even a single seed of divine fire.
If you want divine fire, you can only go to Xuanwu Land to look for opportunities.
Just like when he originally thought about going to the Shura battlefield to find the Phoenix Spirit, he changed places and did it all over again.
However, it seems that the Divine Fire is harder to find than the Phoenix Spirit.
After thinking about it, is it possible that I have to cultivate to the ninth level of Phoenix Nirvana and then use the Nirvana God's Fire?
Meng Shentong looked at his troubled look and couldn't help but smile: "I can't help you with the matter of divine fire. How about you ask Yuzun? She is your master now, so she needs help with this matter." you?"
"If you don't need fire, you need life!" Before Li Xiuyuan could answer, Yu Zun's cold voice came from a distance.
Meng Shentong was stunned and said with a smile: "I said, Yu girl, you can ignore others. I'll come over, old man. You have to buy me a drink, right?"
"Isn't my apprentice making tea for you?"
Yu Zunren did not appear, but the voice came from far away, and Ping An was so frightened that he shouted: "Sister Yu, don't scare Ping An."
If anyone dares to scream randomly on Tianyun Mountain, I'm afraid there will never be another person besides Ping An.
"Ping An, are you feeling itchy? Do you want me to send you to the master to be locked up for a month?"
Although this voice was still cold, it finally had a hint of smoke and seemed much gentler.
Even so, Ping An was frightened and shouted: "I'm not going, Ping An wants to practice with his master!"
Meng Shentong looked at Li Xiuyuan and shook his head, and said calmly: "Don't be anxious about that matter. Even if you spend a year or even ten years, it will be worth it."
Li Xiuyuan nodded and responded: "Disciple understands, please rest assured, teacher."
After drinking three courses of tea, Meng Shentong threw down a few books and drifted away with peace.
Ping An's unwilling voice came from a distance: "Brother, wait for the master to lead the monster back, and then Ping An will treat you to a barbecue."
Meng Shentong said calmly: "Remember to come back after reading the book."
Li Xiuyuan was happy and thought that it was better now. He could stay in Yaoguang Hall and copy books.
The old Taoist master wanted him to sharpen his mind, so writing and copying books was a good way.
Amid the whirring sound, before he could recover, a gust of breeze blew by, and Yu Zun was already sitting opposite him.
"What are you looking at? Hurry up and change the tea!"
Frowning slightly, Yuzun looked at Li Xiuyuan and asked, "What do you call Old Man Meng?"
"Teacher?!"
Li Xiuyuan poured out the remaining tea in the pot and blurted out without thinking.
"Teacher? When did you become your teacher?" Yu Zun was startled and thought, could this old man be faster than his own hands?
After all, in her opinion, she had already started very quickly, but she didn't expect Meng Shentong to be faster than her!
Li Xiuyuan was startled, looked at her and replied: "Not long after I came to the sect, when I was reading in the library..."
In his opinion, he was just a little handyman sweeping the floor. How did he know that you all wanted me to come over and sweep the floor?
"He's really quick!"
Yuzun sighed unwillingly, looked at Li Xiuyuan who was skillfully making tea, and suddenly frowned: "What did you do at the top of the mountain last night? You stayed there until midnight."
Li Xiuyuan thought for a while, looked at her and smiled: "I learned to look at the stars from my teacher. He said that the five immortal temples in Tianyun Mountain are based on the seven stars..."
Li Xiuyuan said half of it and kept half of it, and did not say anything about what he wanted to communicate with the power of the stars.
One is because he currently has no ability to communicate with any star, and the other is that he doesn't know if he can tell this matter. After all, the talent master has never told him.
Even Meng Shentong did not expect that Li Xiuyuan would be hit by Yuzun when he was communicating with the stars at night.
Today, before the two masters and disciples could speak, they were interrupted by Yu Zun, and the old man simply forgot about it.
"Looking at the stars?"
Yuzun was immediately confused by Li Xiuyuan and blurted out: "Even if you understand the seven stars, is it possible that you can still communicate with them? Do you want to fly to the sky?"
Upon hearing this, Li Xiuyuan chuckled and said, "Teacher said that idleness is idleness. Maybe I can understand some secrets from the seven stars and find the power of the seven stars from the five peaks of the sect."
"Do you believe what Old Man Meng said?"
Yuzun glanced at him with disgust, took a sip of the spirit tea offered by Li Xiuyuan, and then revealed a strange smile on his face.
"Since you have become my disciple, I must tell you my master's name... My name is Nalan Ruoyu. What skills has Old Meng taught you?"
Even Yu Zun didn't expect that the disciple he snatched back could actually make spiritual tea that tasted better than his own.
I was secretly proud that I hadn't been snatched away by that old man Yuan Zun.
Even if there is no immortal vein, so what if Li Xiuyuan can survive a palm strike with that black shadow, not even one of the disciples in Tianyun Mountain can be found.
This was the reason why she was so anxious to snatch people away.
But she didn't want to explain the reason to the headmaster, let alone let Li Xiuyuan know.
"The teacher said that he would teach me his skills after I understand the stars in the night sky."
This sentence is true, because up to now, Meng Shentong has not taught him the Star Art and Star Sword Technique.
In the old man's opinion, Li Xiuyuan was qualified to learn his skills only after he communicated with the stars in the sky.
The old man's ability is the most mysterious in Tianyun Mountain, because no one has ever seen the elder of the library take action.
In the words of the headmaster, anyone who has seen it has no idea how tall the grass has grown on someone’s grave.
I haven’t even seen the headmaster himself.
"Then just watch the stars in the back mountain. When you understand it, think about what you want to learn!"
Nalan Ruoyu was furious, thinking: Am I your master or that old man?
After drinking three cups of spiritual tea, he clapped his hands, got up and walked into the main hall.
Halfway through, a voice came over: "There is meat in the kitchen, roast it for dinner tonight... I will have dinner every day from now on, and I will make a spiritual tea after the meal..."
Without saying anything, the person had disappeared in front of Li Xiuyuan.
Li Xiuyuan was stunned and thought to himself, aren't you a god? Why do you want to be like my master and like the fireworks in the world? It seems that in the future I will not only be a handyman sweeping the floor, but also be a cook.
However, no matter whether Nalan Ruoyu eats or not, he always has to eat. It doesn't matter if there is one more person.
"Nalan Ruoyu? Interesting..."
Yuzun's name suddenly reminded him of Nalan Yu, who was still a general in the Five Domains Dynasty. It's been decades, but I don't know how many children that guy had with Hua Tianxia?
Will it be possible that when we go back in a few years, the children of Brother Nalan, the Emperor, or those guys from the Tang Dynasty will all be older than me?
Looking down at his thin body, he thought about the evil spirit on Tianhuang Mountain, which was close to killing him.
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