Yuwen Liuli nodded with satisfaction. She didn't expect that guy actually bought a house in Loulan City.
And it looks like a newly built house.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look at Tantai Mingyue and asked: "Senior Sister Mingyue, how about we buy this furniture for him? We will have a reason when we come to live in the future."
Tantai Mingyue considered it for a while, looked at Situ Tianxing and said, "In this case, his belongings will be handed over to us, and we can rest in Loulan City for a few days."
After experiencing countless life-and-death battles in the ancient world, she, her two junior sisters, and Yu Wenjie's brother and sister were all in a state of exhaustion.
The group just wanted to find a quiet place to relax for a few days.
Yinchuan City cannot be used because there are two siblings, Ouyang Manxue and Ouyang Chongming, and the group cannot get peace.
When they came to Loulan City, they didn't have to stay in an inn, but it was Shura's courtyard... Several women had their thoughts on enjoying the style of this small courtyard before the master did.
After all, they earned a lot of spiritual stones on the way to the Snowy Mountains.
When Situ Tianxing heard that this was going to be troublesome, he thought to himself that the master hasn't come back yet, so you guys want to break in and enjoy it first.
However, he suddenly thought that the Loulan Wang family was also planning on building this small courtyard. Maybe letting the princes and young masters of Phoenix City live in it first would serve as a deterrent.
Thinking of this, he chuckled and said, "Do you want to go shopping today? Or take a day off?"
Murong Zhilan, who was behind her, couldn't wait any longer. She looked at the bright moon in Tantai and said, "Senior Sister, let's just do it today. I will sleep in the yard to watch the moon at night."
Tantai Mingyue thought for a while and remembered many things.
Along the way, their group killed bandits and killers with the help of Shura, and helped their group break through the prehistoric times.
However, as his strength improved, the guy disappeared in front of him, and some things changed unknowingly.
I thought that in the end, the city lord of Loulan City would have to protect the courtyard for that guy. After all, the Wang family was still plotting against Shura.
Thinking of this, she quietly took out a thousand-year-old snow lotus and placed it in front of Situ Tianxing.
He said in a deep voice: "This is a precious elixir we got from the ruins. It is not a miracle elixir that lasts for ten thousand years. This should be Shura's..."
What she wanted to do was not get rid of the Wang family in Loulan, but she needed someone to take care of the courtyard for Shura.
And Situ Tianxing is the best candidate.
Speaking of this, Yuwen Liuli also said: "The matter between Shura and the Wang family will be settled when he comes back. Lord Situ only needs to take care of his family for him."
Situ Tianxing looked at the fragrant magic medicine on the table and couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart.
He looked at the two girls and said, "I have this on my body, no one dares to cause trouble."
In his opinion, maybe in a few days, the old man from Tianyun Mountain will come over and hand over the yard to him.
With the princes and young masters of Phoenix City, plus the move-ins of Wuji Holy Land and Tianyun Holy Land.
If the Wang family still wanted to cause trouble, the old man of Tianyun Mountain would probably kill them directly.
Carefully putting away the snow lotus on the table, Situ Tianxing smiled and said, "Well, how about I treat you all to a drink tonight?"
Yuwen Liuli glanced at her silent brother and replied: "It's in that small courtyard...Did Shura name that courtyard in the first place?"
Situ Tianxing shook his head and said with a smile: "He was in a hurry at that time. He just asked me to plant some apricot flowers in the garden, saying that we can use the apricot flowers to make wine in the spring..."
Yu Wenjie was startled, looked at his sister and said, "I didn't expect that guy to like Xinghua and act like my sister..."
Yu Wen Liuli glared at Yu Wenjie, thought for a moment and said, "Since he likes apricot flowers, let's ask a craftsman to carve a sign and write the word 'Xingyuan' on it."
Upon hearing this, Yu Wenjie clapped his hands and said, "The signature says it is made in Phoenix City!"
Situ Tianxing couldn't help but be startled, and then he came to his senses.
Looking at him, he smiled and said: "Xingyuan is a good name. It would be better if Phoenix City comes forward. This will also help those guys remember it."
Murong Zhilan was a little dazed at first, and then she realized the idea, thinking that when she came back next year, she might be able to taste the apricot blossom wine brewed by that guy.
Thinking of this, she took Baili Yunyan's hand and walked out.
While saying: "City Lord Situ, if Shura returns to Loulan, you have to send a message to Wuji Holy Land. I want to come back next spring to have fun!"
"Don't worry, this matter will be taken care of by me." Situ Tianxing was in a good mood after accepting the snow lotus.
Being able to establish relationships with the princes and princesses of Phoenix City and the monks of Wuji Holy Land was something he could only dream of.
Yuwen Liuli took Tantai Mingyue's hand and walked out, while saying: "I don't think about anything, I just want to have a good sleep in Shura's apricot garden."
Even when she returned to Yinchuan City, she was dreaming every night and could not sleep peacefully for a single night.
When I came to Loulan City, I had to stay here for a few days.
In her opinion, perhaps the first thing she had to face when she returned to Phoenix City was to break through the tribulation.
Shura helped her in the prehistoric world, so she only had to trouble her parents when she returned to Phoenix City.
Ever since the old man on Tianshan Mountain helped him refine the dragon soul, she felt that her soul was getting stronger day by day.
After awakening Luanniao's memory, she estimated that her spiritual knowledge was already comparable to the Mahayana realm.
He didn't dare to tell his brother, let alone Tantai Mingyue. He just wanted to sleep well for two days.
No matter what, we have to break through the realm and overcome the tribulation first before talking about it.
Tantai Mingyue looked at her and smiled slightly, and said: "We will be practicing in Loulan for a few days, but we don't know when that guy will come back."
Yuwen Liuli felt sad when he heard this, and forced a smile and said: "We will stay here for a few days first. I guess we won't be able to wait for news about him before next spring..."
The group of people left the city lord's mansion in a blink of an eye. Yu Wenjie didn't say where Shura had gone, and Situ Tianxing didn't dare to ask.
In his opinion, as long as that guy is still alive, it is good news for him.
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On Xuefeng Mountain, there is a simple wooden house on the shore of a cold lake.
It is late autumn, and from time to time there are scattered snowflakes falling in the wind from the sky.
There is a terrace built of pine outside the wooden house. An old man is sitting alone in the wind, holding a fishing rod in his hand and stretching towards the cold lake that is about to freeze.
Not far away, under the old tree, stood the expressionless monk Buli.
The old monk had been sitting by the lake for two hours without catching a single fish.
Monk Buli looked at the lake where the ice was gradually condensing, with a look of confusion on his face.
Because in his opinion, there is no point for the old monk to sit quietly by the lake, because in less than an hour, the lake surface will form a lump and become thicker and thicker.
Not to mention falling into the fishing line, even trying to pull the fish out of the lake will be impossible.
He and the old monk both understood this truth, but the old monk still sat quietly by the lake. As if in trance.
In the days since he returned to the snow-capped mountains in spring, his body has been absorbing the aura of heaven and earth in the mountains.
With the help of Meishan's goddess medicine, the broken arm was slowly repaired.
Like Meishan's female disciple Yun Lan, both of their arms were cut off by Li Xiuyuan.
The difference is that Buli Monk is a fair competition. If he is injured on a high platform, Li Xiuyuan should let him go.
Yun Lan, on the other hand, came to the door with a sword in hand to ask for an explanation for her dead senior sister, but Li Xiuyuan cut off one of her arms between life and death.
If he hadn't arrived in time, life or death would have been uncertain.
What made Monk Buli understand was that there was no spiritual energy fluctuation around the old monk. There was even white frost appearing between his eyebrows. He transformed into a cold lake and sat like a snowman.
There was a faint Gang Qi around Monk Buli, shielding him from the cold air blowing from the cold lake.
The fishing line on the lake was trembling slightly. I don't know whether it was caused by the cold wind on the lake or because there were fish biting the bait at the bottom of the lake.
Standing under the old tree and walking away, Buli didn't feel the breath of the old monk.
After an unknown amount of time, the ice on the lake surface shook slightly, and the old monk took back his empty fishing rod.
Looking at the vast lake, the corner of his mouth moved slightly.
Monk Buli was standing under the tree in a daze, wondering whether the master was fishing or catching snow.
Just as he was thinking this, the old monk had already taken back his fishing rod and returned to the wooden house.
Looking up, I saw a slight sound coming from the lake, and a big hole appeared in the thin ice.
With a splash, a fat fish jumped out of the hole, flicking its tail on the ice.
A pair of round eyes were staring at the old monk who had already left the wooden house. I don't know what he was thinking.
Monk Buli looked at the fat fish bouncing on the ice and laughed.
He waved his hands to brush off the fallen leaves and residual snow on his body, and walked quickly to the wooden house by the lake.
Before he stepped onto the terrace by the lake, the fish on the thin ice seemed to be frightened. After glaring at him, they jumped back into the cold lake from the hole with a splash.
Monk Buli was stunned for a moment, looked at the vast white lake and murmured to himself: "Is it possible that you are still afraid of me?"
Staring at the empty lake blankly, I was thinking about the fish that jumped out of the lake.
Is it possible that you still want to be your master’s disciple?
But, are you a fish? Not human.
The old monk's voice came from the room: "You have murderous intent, so it is naturally afraid of you."
Hearing this, Monk Buli was stunned and turned around and entered the wooden house.
After bowing to the old monk, he asked: "Master, I haven't killed anyone since I returned to the mountain. Where did this murderous intention come from?"
A charcoal fire had been lit in front of the old monk, and a pot of snow water was placed on it.
There was no trace of anger on the old monk's face, and he was no different from any ordinary person in the world.
Looking at his apprentice, he said softly: "You stand under the tree, like a sharp sword about to be unsheathed. Think about it carefully, if you are a sharp sword, how can the fish not be afraid of you?"
Monk Buli lowered his head and pondered for a moment... A bolt of lightning flashed across his divine sea, and he returned to the high platform next to the main hall on Tianyun Mountain in a trance.
The young man standing in the wind and snow looked very similar to his master. There was no trace of spiritual energy fluctuations, and he quietly stood like a snowman...
"It's just that that guy is just a mortal... How can he compare with you, master?"
Monk Buli looked at the water on the kettle and murmured to himself: "Master, you are already one with heaven and man, while my brother is just a mortal..."
The old monk shook his head and said with a smile: "That's just a mortal you see in your eyes... Didn't you see clearly when you fought him in Tianyun Mountain?"
The Buddhist monk bows his head and tithes.
Thinking about something that day, I couldn't help but murmured: "In the eyes of my disciples, my brother is incredibly powerful. He told me that he has practiced Buddhist physical strength."
"What if the power of the Buddhist physical body can be cultivated to the Vajra body?"
The water on the stove was already boiling, and the old monk slowly poured the spiritual tea into the pot.
He quietly poured two cups of spiritual tea into the cup, picked up one cup and took a sip.
Then he continued: "I didn't blame you for leaving Tianyun Mountain that day. Even if you later got the news and reentered the Holy Land and broke an arm, I didn't blame you as a teacher. Do you know why?"
Monk Buli was shocked. This was the first time since he returned to the mountain that his master had mentioned the battle at Tianyun Mountain that day.
He shook his head and replied: "This disciple is stupid and I don't know how the master views this matter."
The old monk said calmly: "You thought that young man would definitely fail, but I hope you can learn some ways of practice from him."
Monk Buli still didn't understand.
Frowning, he asked: "How does the battle between my disciple and my brother remind the master of the fish jumping on the ice?"
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