The days were as dull as water, but Li Xiuyuan on the mountain had no intention of stopping.
It took three days to build a bamboo shed, and then cultivated two vegetable gardens on the edge of the bamboo forest. The seeds were dug out from the space ring of the guy named Chen Mengsheng on Tianhuang Mountain.
To practice in the mountains, he must learn to be self-sufficient and not have to go to the sect to find food all day long.
It was only now that he realized that he had done a lot of things since he was born, but he had never learned to grow vegetables. When he came to Tianyun Mountain, he wanted to learn how to grow vegetables.
Fortunately, there are springs in the mountains. It took several days to clear the land, plant the seeds of hope, and water...
After solving the problem of food and accommodation, he began to sit under the bamboo shed, bake purple bamboo, and whet bamboo swords... He went back and forth, whittling dozens of bamboo swords and spent another five days.
He didn't know if he could engrave runes on the bamboo sword, so he specially chipped a lot of them.
Thinking it as a way to sharpen his temper and learn the basic skills of weapon refining, he also wanted to make a bamboo sword engraved with runes for himself.
Everyone thinks he has no spiritual energy, so a person without spiritual energy shouldn't be ostentatious with a bamboo sword, right?
After finishing all this, he began to lie on the bamboo chair and read.
The books Meng Shentong brought him this time were all his treasures, including the customs and customs of Xuanwu Continent, interesting geographical facts, and his own Buddhist scriptures.
Thinking back to the time when his father told him at Chunfeng Academy: "There is beauty in the book."
How could he believe it at that time? He and Fatty Tang and the four of them went to play in the mud by the lake in the academy all day long.
At that time, he didn't know this.
By the time he understood this truth, his father and mother were already in his dream.
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Spring sleeps without dawn, and Li Xiuyuan sleeps just right in the hot summer weather.
Lying under the bamboo shed, he was looking at the book Meng Shentong had left for him, and for a while he was looking at the mountain of bamboo sea while sharpening the bamboo sword in his hand.
In his madness, he had long forgotten that there was still a master waiting for him to return to Yaoguang Hall to make tea and meals.
After a busy morning, the bamboo sword in his hand is almost finished. Starting tomorrow, he can try to engrave runes on it.
It was here that a cry of peace resounded from the mountain.
"Brother Xiuyuan, why did you come to live on the top of the mountain? There are no disciples in Yu Zun's Yaoguang Palace to compete with you for territory?"
After saying that, he ran all the way in and jumped on the lounge chair to rest, taking out the water bottle and taking a sip.
Li Xiuyuan pointed to the sky and replied with a smile: "In this hot weather, it will be annoying to stay anywhere, but I am only comfortable here."
Li Xiuyuan put down the bamboo sword in his hand and went to make a fire to cook meat porridge.
Looking at him, he asked: "If you don't practice hard with the master, why do you come to the mountain to find me? Or did Elder Meng in the library ask you to come up to me?"
"Ping An is having lunch here today!" Ping An looked at him and replied: "Grandpa Meng didn't tell me to come to see my brother. It was Grandpa Yuan who asked me to ask my brother why he didn't go to see him..."
While lighting a fire, Li Xiuyuan replied: "I've been there, and people blocked me from entering the temple... You tell Yuan Zun that I already have two masters, and I don't want to be a registered disciple anymore... ..”
In his opinion, his one experience as a handyman was enough. There was no need to keep doing it forever. That was not the life he wanted.
He spent a lot of time on the top of the mountain, and he was unable to communicate with the seven stars in the night sky. If he didn't feel better, he would have given up temporarily.
Pingan lay on the bamboo chair and shouted: "I also told Grandpa Yuan that my brother is already a disciple of Grandpa Meng's Sister Yu and will not go to his place to sweep the floor..."
After saying this, Ping An jumped off the couch, picked up the bamboo sword on the ground and looked at it carefully.
He asked: "Brother, do you want to learn swordsmanship? I'll ask the master to find a spiritual sword for you. It seems that Grandpa Meng still has a fairy sword. Do you want me to steal it for you?"
Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said: "I just want to cut a bamboo sword for fun. I don't want to cause trouble with the teacher. Don't go looking for it for me... Your master is also very poor."
In his opinion, even if he had to use a sword, he still had the Demon Sword brought back from the Shura battlefield, so why should he let the monks in Tianyun Mountain pay attention to him.
Ping An patted his chest and said with a smile: "Brother, wait, I will go to Grandpa Meng to ask for his fairy sword for brother."
Li Xiuyuan smiled and said: "If you dare to go, I will ignore you from now on."
"That's alright, Ping'an has to guard my brother here." Ping'an smiled and said: "When brother is finished cutting it, remember to give me a bamboo sword."
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"I heard from Sister Yu that my brother is counting stars on the mountain and playing? Do you want to come with you tonight?"
Pingan, who refused to leave, ate two bowls of meat porridge, looked at Li Xiuyuan who was making a pot of tea, and asked with a smile.
When Li Xiuyuan heard this, he smiled bitterly and said, "Have you not seen the vegetable fields on the two sides in front? I grow vegetables. You go down the mountain to find me some seeds and come back, and I will open two more vegetable fields."
"Oh! I'll tell Grandpa Meng and Sister Yu later that my brother has started growing vegetables on the mountain... I'll bring some seeds for him next time."
Ping An smiled while waiting for Li Xiuyuan to pour him a cup of spiritual tea.
The heat was getting strong, and the two of them sat under the bamboo shed, enjoying the mountain breeze, but they didn't feel that strong.
The stubborn Ping An said he would go down the mountain to find his master Wang Qiang for seeds and bring them to Li Xiuyuan. He also made an appointment to go hunting when winter comes, and then skipped down the mountain.
After he left safely, Li Xiuyuan took out his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, spread out the book Meng Shentong had brought, and copied it.
He didn't know how many years he could stay in Xuanwu Continent, so whenever he had free time, he thought about copying more books from the collection and bringing them back to his relatives at the foot of Mount Xumi.
As for the Taoist scripture that the old Taoist priest was talking about, he put it down for now.
He must first understand the formless golden body of Buddhism. There is a sequence of reading, just like his own practice, and he must do it in the same way.
However, if you can communicate with the stars in the night sky, do you still want to practice the Buddhist formless golden body?
If my spiritual veins are refined into star veins, can I still continue to cultivate the phaseless golden body?
If he starts practicing the Star Sword Technique with Meng Shentong, should he continue to practice the unfinished Dragon Sword Technique?
Thinking about Li Xiuyuan, I felt a little confused. I thought that I would have to ask the old Taoist master carefully and understand clearly.
What's the point of practicing a skill to the extreme and then forgetting about it?
Just like the stories he read in his husband's books... He always thought that cultivating immortality was the only option in this world.
However, there are some people who are happy in the moment and do not seek immortality. As long as they are happy in the moment, they can live a life of ease without any regrets.
It's just that he suddenly had another sudden thought, or the characters living in Mr.'s book also wanted to cultivate immortality, but just like his own path to Buddhism, they failed to step into the threshold of cultivation.
Maybe they don't want people to know, or maybe when he or she regrets, the changes in the world can no longer tolerate his or her regrets...
You have thousands of gold to spend on wine, why don't you think of learning from a teacher?
After entering the Golden Core Realm, can those ordinary people still be able to kill you?
Unknowingly, Li Xiuyuan got into the stories of the sages and got out of control.
There is no sun or moon in the mountains, but the universe is long in the book.
During the days when Li Xiuyuan was practicing in the mountains, Wang Qiang brought Ping An to visit him, and actually brought him some vegetables, which surprised Li Xiuyuan.
He thought that after the vegetables he planted this season were finished, he could start planting again.
Although he was not able to see the seven stars in the night sky during the days on the mountain, he was not idle either. He dug a lot of purple bamboo in the bamboo sea and planted it around the bamboo shed outside the cave.
Thinking about the autumn rain and winter, the wind can no longer blow into the bamboo shed where I stay.
Li Xiuyuan decided to wait until he met Yuzun, ask her for some flower seedlings, and plant them here too.
There are flowers, bamboos and vegetable beds. At least when he lived here, this place was a world of fireworks.
While studying and growing vegetables, Li Xiuyuan began to carve runes on the purple bamboo sword.
After all, he had practiced formation disks before, so he had a lot of experience to draw from, and he wanted to give it a try.
It wasn't until he actually started to use it that he realized that the bamboo sword was not as good as a formation disk, nor was it like a talisman.
The array disk was too heavy to withstand the power of the runes, the rune paper was too light and was only a one-time thing... And the bamboo sword he wanted to make was obviously impossible to throw away after using it once.
Looking at the setting sun in the distance, a sense of melancholy gradually arises in my heart.
Soon, the summer here will be over, and the autumn wind will come...
The old Taoist priest was not here, and he didn't know the difference between the flow of time in the Xuanwu Continent and the Shura Heaven Realm. Now he had become a person without the concept of time.
After moving between several heavenly realms, he had long lost the direction of time... He only looked forward to returning to the Five Realms as soon as possible.
Allow yourself to embark on the journey of becoming a mortal, and then you can begin to understand the laws of the avenue of time.
For the first time, Li Xiuyuan felt lonely. Loneliness had never appeared to him in Tianshan Mountain or Luoxia Mountain. Even when he was trapped in the Nine Abyss, he did not feel lonely.
Who is not a teenager? How can a frivolous young man be lonely?
But he was very sure that he was very lonely and uncomfortable right now, just inexplicably uncomfortable because Xiao Longer and Long Hongchen didn't know what was going on.
Half a year has passed since I came to Xuanwu Continent. How are the two little guys doing in the Jade Disc Space?
The only thing that reassured him was that the old man from the Reincarnation Tower was still there, and he would probably take care of the two little guys. This was why he was not in a hurry to get angry.
Dad! You must have broken through to the realm of refining the void in Xinghua Valley, right? In this way, he has a long life and can practice in the long river of time.
Friends from Fengyun City, how are you? Xiao Ju is married to Fatty Tang, but what about Hu Ge, the boy who broke an arm on the battlefield in Beihai? Has your arm been cured?
Where does the autumn wind come? All you can see is the sea of bamboo whistling in the wind.
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Tianyun Mountain is a special place in Xuanwu Continent because it is close to the Tianhuang Mountains in the far west.
Five hundred miles away is Loulan City. The prosperity there can bring a lot of benefits to Tianyun Mountain, but it will not affect its independence from the world.
In order to reach a higher realm and practice real immortal skills, every disciple here is busy.
Busy practicing, busy completing the tasks assigned by Master.
As time passed, everyone except Ping An and Wang Qiang forgot that Yuzun had accepted his only disciple.
A little handyman who was only twelve years old when he came and spent all day sweeping the floor in front of the mountain gate completely disappeared from everyone's sight since he entered Zhufeng.
During the apprenticeship ceremony, many people were surprised and envious, saying that he might be the only disciple Yu Zun accepted.
But as time went by, everyone slowly forgot about him.
I wonder if Yuzun would punish his most beloved disciple to grow vegetables and chop firewood in the mountains? I heard from Ping An that the guy even planted flowers on the bamboo peak, which was completely unlike what a monk should do.
Being punished to go to the mountains to plant vegetables and chop firewood during the most precious time of life's cultivation?
He was not even qualified to learn the immortal magic that everyone envied, so he was punished to go to the back mountain and play with a bamboo sword all day long. In the eyes of many disciples, this clearly meant that Yuzun had given up on this disciple. of cultivation.
Li Xiuyuan has never gone down the mountain since he went up the mountain.
All his daily necessities were brought to him by Ping An. Among them, Meng Shentong came once and took away the books that Li Xiuyuan had copied and replaced them with a few more.
Yuzun would not go to the back mountain to see this disciple who was in a daze looking at the stars, so naturally he would not be able to see her.
He has become accustomed to this kind of quiet practice life. Even the Taoist temple on Luoxia Mountain and the Wangyue Stream on the back mountain of the academy have never been so quiet.
It's not that Li Xiuyuan doesn't want to go down the mountain, but that he is really busy.
Communicating with the stars in the sky, reading, practicing swordsmanship, and growing vegetables and flowers made him almost never idle.
After sleeping under the starry sky on the top of the mountain for two months, he felt that his strength seemed to be stronger again.
Is it possible that like Xiao Longer, I can cultivate physical strength while sleeping? Will it scare people to death if you tell me?
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