Yun Tianhong was stunned for a moment and said softly: "Looking at the mountains full of flowers, brewing the spiritual wine of nostalgia... Where is your nostalgia?"
Li Xiuyuan was startled. He wanted to say that my homesickness was of course Fengyun City.
Daxiao and Agui walked through the streets to study at Zizhuyuan, where their husband lived.
My favorite time in spring, summer, autumn and winter is the time when the apricot blossoms are all over the sky and the warblers are flying and the grass is growing.
But when the words came to his lips, they became a faint sentence: "Who doesn't have their own hometown? After all, that is where I was born."
Looking blankly at a petal floating in the cup, Li Xiuyuan smiled slightly and fell into his own memories.
Even though he has traveled thousands of miles since he left, what he misses most in the end is Fengyun City's apricot blossom cake.
Then there was a city in front of him, a lane of apricot flowers, and a fragrance all the way.
The city became more and more clear in his eyes. The apricot blossoms on the side of the alley bloomed quietly after the rain. The young man with the water on his head almost fell to the ground.
Yun Tianhong and the old monk were not surprised by the boy's reaction.
In their opinion, it would be really scary and heartless if the boy forgot the place where he was born.
The two of them each held a cup of spiritual tea, waiting for the boy to wake up from his dream.
Unknowingly, Li Xiuyuan felt for the first time that his former hometown was too far away from him.
In the dream, I don’t know that I am a guest, but I always regard this foreign country as my hometown... Thinking about it carefully, except for the former Fengyun City, where can I consider my hometown?
Maybe he can still use the Apricot Blossom Valley where his parents are now. If one day he reaches the day that the master said... Where will his last hometown be?
People in the world have always believed that a place where one has parents is one’s hometown.
But where is the Nezha that the old Taoist priest told him back then? Where is the last hometown of that young man who cut off his flesh and returned it to his mother and bones to his father?
Could it be the lotus pond outside the Golden Light Cave?
Li Xiuyuan believed that even his master, the old Taoist priest, could not relieve his worries about this matter.
In his life, the first teacher he met was his husband, a monk who wanted to become a mortal in Fengyun City. In the end, he gave up becoming a mortal for himself and his wife Li Hongxiu...
When he was in Fengyun City, he had not been exposed to what it meant to become a mortal.
He never imagined how powerful Mr. Xing was, he always thought that Mr. Xing was his god.
It wasn't until he killed hundreds of thousands of enemies on Beihai Yashan and ascended physically that he experienced countless hardships and met countless monks.
The world he once lived in was getting farther and farther away from him, so far away that he couldn't find his way home no matter how hard he tried.
It wasn't until he had a karmic relationship with Mount Sumeru that he realized that the gentleman he was like a celestial being was still the same gentleman he had been before.
He is a human being, not heaven. He has not yet reached the same level as heaven and humans. The road he has not completed needs to be walked on again.
He wants to find his own path for his husband, and let him, his wife, and even more relatives find a direction.
Thinking of this, he felt sad and confused.
Thousands of miles away, even if he stayed in Xuanwu Continent for ten years, the place he would eventually go to was the Fengyun City that gave birth to him, raised him, and called him in his dreams.
He closed his eyes, sighed softly, and drank the cup of spiritual tea in one gulp.
I felt the petals of the winter plum gradually melting in my mouth, and together with the spiritual tea, they slowly transformed into a stream of spiritual energy in my mouth. In a daze, I compared the cold fragrance of the winter plum to the floral fragrance of Fengyun City.
With his eyes open, he took out a jar of spiritual wine brewed from spiritual fruits under the ancient Tianshan Mountains.
Pat it open gently, and the faint aroma of wine instantly overwhelms the cold aroma of the spirit tea.
The irritability accumulated from prehistoric times, the melancholy accumulated from autumn to winter.
Wash it away with three cups of spiritual wine.
Looking at Yun Tianhong, he smiled faintly and said: "Drinking makes one's heart happy, and joy brings virtue... Try this junior's spiritual wine that has traveled through endless time and space and comes from the ancient world."
Smelling the strong aroma of wine, Yun Ziyi let out a cheer, fetched five wine glasses, and lined them up on the table. Without waiting for the teacher's instructions, he picked him up and slowly poured it into the cup.
As the aroma of spiritual wine spread in the air, Yun Ziyi couldn't help shouting: "Little thief, what kind of spiritual wine is this?"
Li Xiuyuan ignored her and raised his glass.
He said to the old monk and Yun Tianhong: "Try the spiritual wine that this junior brewed at the foot of Tianshan Mountain using spiritual fruits from the prehistoric world."
After saying that, without waiting for a reply from the two of them, he drank it in one gulp.
Of course, there is no shortage of meat when drinking wine. He has been hungry for half the autumn and the whole winter, and he can't wait for Yun Ziyi to cook a bowl of white porridge.
Turning his hand, a large bag of monster beast's dried meat was placed on the table. After opening it, he picked up a piece and stuffed it into his mouth.
Looking at Monk Buli and Yun Ziyi, he smiled and said, "This is a monster from the ancient world. It's a great supplement."
Bu Li and Yun Ziyi saw that their master was silent and did not dare to take action.
Yun Tianhong was stunned for a moment, then picked up the wine in front of him and took a sip.
Feeling the aroma of the spirit fruit slowly spreading in your mouth, you couldn't help but sigh.
Said: "What a happy person with a drinking heart. This wine has a different taste from the one I drank last year."
The old monk also picked up the cup, put it between his lips and sniffed it gently, then drank half of the cup in one gulp.
Then he looked at Monk Buli and said, "Buli, if you want to transform into a mortal, you must first learn how to make wine..."
When Yun Ziyi saw it, she quickly picked up a piece of dried meat, tore half of it and handed it to Yun Tianhong, then put it in her mouth and chewed it carefully.
Then he picked up the cup and took a sip of the spiritual wine, and asked with a smile: "Is this too much wine? Give me a jar."
Li Xiuyuan looked at her, shook his head, and said softly: "This wine was brewed for my sister in ancient times... If you want to drink it, you can make it yourself in the spring."
It was only then that Li Xiuyuan felt a little regretful.
At first, half of the wine was taken away by the big guy Zhu Yan. Fortunately, the guy escaped and followed the master to leave the wilderness.
Most of what he brewed later was left to Long Potian and Jiang Ling'er.
Along the way, he never thought of leaving more for himself.
Thinking about it now, he could no longer drink the wine brewed in Honghuang. He wanted to stay and bring it back to Xinghua Valley for his mother, husband, sister, Mu Mu and others to taste.
Buli couldn't wait any longer. Seeing that the master had already drank half of the cup, he also picked up the cup and drank it in one gulp.
He laughed and said: "Good wine." While pouring it into the glasses of the old monk and Yun Tianhong... Then like Yun Ziyi, he picked up a piece of dried meat and started to chew it.
The two of them asked while chewing: "What kind of monster is this? Why is there a fire burning in its belly?"
Li Xiuyuan thought for a while, and he had to leave some of the monster meat for his sister and others.
Watching the two people's faces gradually turn red, beads of sweat fell.
Li Xiuyuan said quietly: "This is an ancient beast. This is not my chance. It belongs to Phoenix City and Wuji Holy Land..."
If Yu Wenjie and others weren't so bold, how could you have the good fortune you have now?
When the old monk heard this, he was stunned and speechless. He thought to himself: What kind of realm is the little kid who went on this adventure? How could he get the opportunity to find ancient beasts?
Li Xiuyuan looked at the old monk and frowned.
He quickly explained: "This is when they were looking for elixir in the mountains... If these two strange beasts were not seriously injured in the fight, how could there be such a shocking opportunity?"
Yun Tianhong nodded, looked at Yun Ziyi and said, "Use this meat to cook a pot of soup tonight, add some elixir, and give it to your senior sister and the others to try..."
Li Xiuyuan was stunned and thought to himself, aren't you making it clear that you are scolding me?
After thinking about it, he obediently took two elixirs with one hand and placed them on the table, looking helpless.
He smiled bitterly and said: "I don't have any magic medicine. They were all taken away by the princess of Phoenix City..."
The meaning is very clear, Yun Ziyi wants the elixir and goes to Phoenix City to find Yuwen Liuli.
In his opinion, Yuwen Liuli is probably already a monk in the Fusion Realm, so how can he buy Yun Ziyi's account?
Is that an ancient Luan bird? When Monk Buli saw him, he quickly said, "Brother, you are unreasonable. Monk is your brother, and Ziyi is your enemy."
Li Xiuyuan reached out and tore off two pieces of dried meat and handed them to the two of them, and said quietly: "After drinking three glasses of spiritual wine and finishing two pieces of dried meat, if I were you, I would go back quickly..."
After saying this, he looked at the two stunned guys, holding wine jars and filling their own glasses, with indescribable helplessness in their eyes.
When Monk Buli heard this, he quickly drank the spirit wine in the cup and held a piece of dried meat in his hand.
He said to the old monk: "Master, I'm going back first..."
After saying that, he didn't care about Yun Ziyi in front of him, turned around and ran out of the hall.
While running, he shouted: "Li Xiuyuan is waiting for me..."
Yun Ziyi was also startled, silently feeling the flames about to burn in her chest and abdomen, and drank all the spiritual wine in the bad room in one gulp.
Blushing, he said to Yun Tianhong: "Master and disciple are in trouble, we have to go back..."
Before he finished speaking, he left the table like a breeze.
Yun Tianhong looked at Li Xiuyuan and smiled: "Aren't you afraid that the two of them will be ruined?"
Li Xiuyuan smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Those guys in Wuji Holy Land are not exhausted, let alone the two of them."
A warm smile appeared on the old monk's face and he asked softly: "This trip is dangerous, everyone who goes there will have their own opportunities, right?"
Li Xiuyuan thought for a while and replied quietly: "This junior is just a group of people from Phoenix City and Wuji Holy Land... They all got the opportunities they wanted, and others don't know."
Yun Tianhong thought for a while, looked at him and said, "What are your plans in the future?"
Quietly putting away the elixirs on the table, Yun Tianhong thought to himself that he didn't expect that several of his disciples would also be influenced by this guy, which seemed like he owed a favor.
Li Xiuyuan looked at the falling snowflakes outside the window and thought that he didn't have anything important to do at the moment.
The ten-thousand-year miracle medicine that the master wanted has been obtained. I will go to Tianyun Mountain at most once, and then I will practice alone in Loulan City.
Thinking of this, Li Xiuyuan held the wine jar and added wine to their glasses, and replied: "I have to go back to see my master in Tianyun Mountain, and then I'm afraid I will have to stay in Loulan City to rest for two years."
Yun Tianhong nodded and said with a smile: "You are very generous. Aren't you afraid that the Wang family in Loulan will cause trouble for you?"
Li Xiuyuan was stunned. He didn't expect the female saint to reveal the incident involving the Loulan Wang family.
Without thinking, he said quietly: "They should be afraid, why does he still owe me two lives... When I got upset one day, I burned him... ..."
In his opinion, if he had not returned to Loulan City, the Wang family would never dare to take advantage of the courtyard in the ruins of the Chen family because Situ Tianxing was watching behind him.
Waiting for him to return to Loulan City, if the Wang family dares to provoke him... After he activates the large formations on the courtyard wall, he will sit in the courtyard and quietly dig holes to bury people.
On each stone of the courtyard wall, he asked Situ Tianxing to instruct the craftsmen to carve them according to the patterns on the drawings, in order to one day become a big killing weapon in his hands.
Whether it was the Wang family or the young master from Qiuyun Mountain who came to cause trouble for him, he would have to pay a heavy price.
When he returns to Loulan, he will open up a furnace and refine a few array disks, and set up a few killing arrays in the small courtyard, so that they can protect his junior sister even if they are returned to him in the future.
The old monk didn't know anything about Li Xiuyuan. He just thought about practicing without leaving.
He looked at Li Xiuyuan and said, "You decide to take Buli with me when you drive. He can protect your safety before you turn into a mortal."
Li Xiuyuan smiled: "If Buli follows me, neither he nor I will have to practice..."
Yun Tianhong thought for a while and asked in confusion: "Aren't you and Buli both practicing Buddhism?"
Li Xiuyuan looked at her and smiled bitterly: "Bu Li now needs to find a place in the mortal world to practice quietly and get rid of his murderous aura."
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