He leaned on the chair in the bamboo shed, closed his eyes and rested for a while, feeling a little calmer.
I cover my eyes with the book in my hand tightly, and no longer think about the high mountains and far away rivers, the country and my hometown... I have a long road ahead, and I have not yet started my journey to the heavens.
While waiting for the spring to bloom next year, he thought about going to Xuanwu Continent to look for traces of the legendary divine fire.
Just as he was about to fall asleep, a cold voice suddenly sounded outside the bamboo shed.
"Li Xiuyuan, quickly make a fire and make tea!"
Li Xiuyuan opened his eyes and looked at Yuzun in a white dress. He smiled and said, "Master, why are you here? Isn't it raining outside?"
Nalan Ruoyu replied quietly: "Can the drizzle also make you wet? You look like you're not in good spirits?"
Looking at the master in front of him, Li Xiuyuan sat up, started a fire and boiled water, and responded with a smile: "I just practiced swordsmanship for a while, and I was thinking about lying down and resting for a while."
"Where's Ping An? Isn't he practicing swordsmanship with you on the mountain these days?" Nalan Ruoyu looked at him and asked.
Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said with a smile: "He stayed for a long time. I taught him a few basic sword skills and then went down the mountain so that I could practice quietly here."
Nalan Ruoyu thought of Meng Shentong's proud laughter and the two little guys practicing sword practice. She looked at him and asked, "Does it count as you and Ping An using bamboo leaves and flying flowers to practice swords?"
I don't know why, Nalan Ruoyu suddenly felt a little upset, thinking about this guy going back to Yaoguang Hall to grill himself.
She endured this thought again and again!
Because Meng Shentong wouldn't let her disturb Li Xiuyuan's practice, and he was not afraid of anyone in Tianyun Mountain, only he was afraid of Meng Shentong, who was hiding in the library and enjoying a happy life.
"I don't know how to practice swords either. I just teach Ping An to read the sword carefully!"
Li Xiuyuan smiled faintly and said with some embarrassment: "Only when he sees his opponent's moves clearly can he take the fatal sword blow. I want him to see it more clearly."
Nalan Ruoyu looked at him and sighed quietly, and said softly: "Your method is quite novel. I'm afraid his master Wang Qiang won't be able to figure it out even if he kills him, right?"
"I gave Ping An a dream..."
Li Xiuyuan looked at her and said quietly: "I asked him to spend five or ten years to surpass his master. I guess he will have to spend a lot of effort to practice."
Nalan Ruoyu was stunned when she heard that, asking Ping An to surpass the top disciple of Tianyun Mountain in five or ten years... His own disciple actually gave Ping An such a big dream? !
And his disciple is clearly still a mortal who has not condensed his immortal veins?
Mortals cultivating immortality?
Mortals give guidance to the peaceful cultivator who has condensed his immortal veins? Want to surpass the eldest disciple of the Immortal Sect?
If you say this, no one will believe it, but everything is really happening before your eyes.
She was a little confused. Could it be that her disciple could really practice the method that Meng Shen Tong could not master?
"Let me rest for a few days and follow my master... Today is a full moon night, so you have to barbecue for me."
After Nalan Ruoyu finished speaking, she turned around and walked out. As she walked, she said, "Hurry up and pack it down. Maybe Old Meng from the Scripture Collection Pavilion will come up and ask for a drink."
Li Xiuyuan thought for a while and couldn't help but muttered: "Master, since you want to drink, why don't you tell Ping An? I can bring Ping An to him when he comes down the mountain?"
Looking up at the misty rain and fog on the mountain, I thought, so what if it’s the Mid-Autumn Festival night, God doesn’t give me face!
...
When Li Xiuyuan returned to the Yuzun Yaoguang Hall, it was already halfway through Shenshi.
Li Xiuyuan felt that it was not easy to eat barbecue, so he lit a pot of charcoal fire, boiled a pot of spring water, and thought of making a spiritual tea first. After all, it would take half an hour to marinate the meat.
Everyone sat quietly in the main hall, dazed.
After a long time, he sighed and said to himself: "It's still more comfortable on the mountain... It feels awkward to stay here no matter how you stay. It's not as comfortable as on the mountain."
Before he could pour the spiritual tea into the cup, Yuzun Nalan Ruoyu came over from nowhere.
Looking at the two legs of monster meat marinated in the basin, he frowned and said, "I don't know if your master will come to join in the fun. There is not a drop of the wine you gave me last time."
Li Xiuyuan didn't say a word when he heard this, thinking that this couldn't happen again and again.
If this continues, there will be no end.
So he lowered his head and poured spiritual tea for his master, thought for a while and asked: "Master, I want to go out for a walk next spring. I wonder if you have any good places to recommend to my disciples..."
In his opinion, he had to go out for a walk early in the evening, but he had been nesting here. Could he be waiting for the seeds of divine fire to fall from the sky, or waiting for a Taoist priest to pick him up?
When Nalan Ruoyu heard this, she couldn't help but frown a little.
Looking at him, he said calmly: "You look like this. You can't go out for a few hundred miles, and someone will kill you with a knife... It doesn't matter if you die, but it will embarrass me."
Li Xiuyuan couldn't help sighing when he heard this, and said with a smile: "Then, Master, please find a way to ask for a divine fire for your disciple, even if it is the seed of the divine fire."
When Nalan Ruoyu heard this, she couldn't help but giggle: "You are dreaming, ask that old man Yuan Zun, how many divine fires are there in the sect?"
Li Xiuyuan also knew that he was talking nonsense, so he stopped saying anything at the moment.
Instead, he thought about the big deal, waiting until spring quietly leaves, the sky is huge, where can't he go?
Besides, he is not short of money right now... He has not touched any of the spiritual stones sent by the eight killers on Tianhuang Mountain.
The master and apprentice drank two cups of spiritual tea. Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Li Xiuyuan stood up and added a few pieces of charcoal to the brazier and put the marinated delicate monster meat on it.
It doesn’t matter if anyone comes over, just start cooking it when it’s cooked and fill your stomach before talking about it.
Li Xiuyuan knew that there were some things he couldn't say, and he didn't want to explain too much. After all, he had spent so long trying but failed to attract the stars, and now he was no longer anxious.
Since the matter of attracting the star can't be rushed, he should practice swordsmanship and inquire about the divine fire at the same time.
Seeing that Li Xiuyuan suddenly became silent, Nalan Ruoyu stretched out and said quietly: "You'd better find a way to condense the immortal veins first. It doesn't matter if the immortal veins don't become spiritual veins..."
In her opinion, if Li Xiuyuan couldn't even condense his spiritual veins, wouldn't all his abilities be wasted? What should I say, we need to find a successor?
While he was talking, the monster meat on the fire had been roasted to a golden color and was dripping with oil.
Smelling the aroma that hit his nose, Nalan Ruoyu said quietly: "My dear disciple, if you really can't do it, go to Loulan City and open a restaurant. With your skills, it will definitely be a hit!"
Li Xiuyuan glanced at her, and after a moment of silence he shook his head gently: "This disciple doesn't want to open a restaurant, he doesn't have the leisure time."
"I praised you a few times, and you will go to heaven!" Nalan Ruoyu glared at him.
Li Xiuyuan was about to reply, but he quietly looked at the two people outside the hall in a daze: "Teacher, why do you smell the fragrance here?"
Meng Shentong, who was walking in, heard this, stared and said: "You are hiding here eating meat and drinking wine, and you don't even call the old man?!"
Ping An, who jumped in and ran in, laughed and said with a pinched voice: "Grandpa Meng said that my brother secretly drank spiritual wine with Sister Yu here. If you want Ping An, come and have a taste."
Li Xiuyuan looked at the two of them and murmured: "How did you know I wanted to barbecue?"
Meng Shentong ignored him, walked to sit opposite Yuzun, looked at Li Xiuyuan and laughed.
"Hurry up and take out all the good wine. I heard from Yuzun that you left a jar of spiritual wine to give to me... It's true that today is a full moon night, take it out."
Ping An looked at Li Xiuyuan and said, "Brother, do you still have some fine wine here?"
Yu Zun looked at Li Xiu's dazed look and laughed: "Your master drank half of the wine you gave me last time. Today he has to compensate me."
Meng Shentong looked at Nalan Ruoyu and said with a smile: "Just be satisfied with this child's wishes. It would be nice to have wine to drink."
Nalan Ruoyu was angry, looked at him and asked: "What you said...is it possible that he is not my disciple?"
When Ping An heard this, he covered his mouth and laughed.
Li Xiuyuan looked at the two of them and shook his head, took out a jar of apricot flower wine and placed it on the table.
Looking at Meng Shentong, he said: "I only have two jars of this wine. I didn't know that the teacher also liked it... I only remembered it when I was having a barbecue with the master that day..."
Upon hearing this, Meng Shentong nodded with satisfaction and said with a smile: "You have to know that you are my student first and then Yuzun's disciple. This teacher also has a priority..."
That clearly means that in the future, you must remember to honor me first when doing good things to you.
Nalan Ruoyu frowned, looked at the two of them and said, "Okay, the meat has been roasted and you can drink."
"Ping An wants to have a drink too!" Smelling the faint fragrance of flowers, Ping An couldn't sit still.
Li Xiuyuan looked at the excitement of the three people and said with a smile: "This jar of wine is enough for you to share. I will only drink three glasses, and the rest belongs to you..."
"As for Ping An..." Li Xiuyuan reached out and patted open the wine jar, poured half a cup for Ping An, put it in front of him and said, "How old are you? You can only drink this much!"
Ping An thought that he could drink wine, so he took a sip from the cup.
Nalan Ruoyu looked at Meng Shentong and said calmly: "I didn't expect that you don't like staying in the library, and you learned to come to my mountain to beg for a drink."
Meng Shentong smiled slightly and said: "My disciple was snatched up the mountain by you. Isn't there nothing I can do? How about I take him back and stay on the mountain and down the mountain for half a month from now on?"
Nalan Ruoyu glared at him and replied: "Maybe he shouldn't have been allowed to enter your library in the first place!"
"Come on, have a drink!"
Li Xiuyuan sighed, looked at the two of them and said with a smile: "Disciple doesn't have anything good. After drinking these two bottles of spiritual wine, please let me go from now on..."
"Come on, drink this glass of wine first. Peace be with you. Today is the night of the full moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival. You and Grandpa Meng should also take a sip."
Meng Shentong picked up the wine glass in front of him and laughed at the safety of Nalan Ruoyu and Li Xiuyuan.
"Grandpa Meng, I wish you peace and prosperity, and wish you the same every year and every month..."
Before Ping An could finish his sentence, he held the cup and took a sip, then chuckled.
Meng Shentong touched Ping An's head and asked: "Okay, okay, from now on, you can hang out in the mountains with your brother more... and then ask Yu Zun for some treasures for self-defense..."
Yuzun glared at him and said calmly: "I don't even have a treasure to give him as my own disciple. How can I be as rich as you? How about you give me a treasure for self-defense like my disciple?"
While the two were talking, Li Xiuyuan picked up the wine glass, opened his mouth to speak, but then took it back.
"Ping An, I don't know where your master is going tonight or who he is accompanying for the festival?!" Li Xiuyuan looked at Ping An in front of him and couldn't help but ask.
Ping An looked at Li Xiuyuan and shouted: "Master naturally went to accompany his master. Where can he go? Brother, if you go down the mountain today, will you come back?"
Li Xiuyuan was stunned, looked at him and smiled: "Of course it's better to go back to the mountain to live. I'm still growing vegetables there... If you're too busy, you can come up and play with me."
When Nalan Ruoyu saw Li Xiuyuan's expression, she looked at Ping An and smiled: "Ping An, aren't you having fun in Tianshu Hall?"
Ping An shook his head and replied: "Master is too strict, it's better to have fun with my brother!"
Li Xiuyuan was stunned when he heard this, looked at him and asked, "Ping An, have you practiced swordsmanship these days when you have been down the mountain?"
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