Looking at the lost Yun Ziyi, Yun Tianhong said: "With his interference, how can there be any artistic conception of the spring breeze and the fragrance of plum blossoms? Forget it!"
Hearing the master's words, Yun Ziyi frowned slightly, put away his hands and covered the guqin with the blanket.
He asked in a daze: "Do you remember that guy by the Tongtian River who was obviously proficient in the music?"
Yun Ziyi couldn't help but smile proudly as she thought about the first time she met Li Xiuyuan.
Said: "That day, the disciple was playing the harp by the Tongtian River. Xiao Thief and Senior Brother Buli had just crossed the river, and the disciple was playing the harp on the roadside, waiting for him..."
Yun Tianhong looked at his favorite disciple and asked slowly: "What kind of tune is this messy piano sound of yours?"
Sitting quietly in front of the window, Li Xiuyuan had to stop after trying several times and finally getting unsatisfied.
Looking at the vibrating strings, he murmured: "If I say that even the juniors don't know it, do I know if the seniors believe it? There is no such song in the world... You are forcing things on others..."
Li Xiuyuan stopped playing the piano and stared blankly at the iron piano on the table.
The first half of the sentence was meant for Yun Tianhong in the palace, but the second half was meant for the missing guy who gave him the music.
Li Xiuyuan didn't pay attention to the female saint's criticism.
If this piece of music could be easily picked up, the seniors in the prehistoric world would not give it to me seriously.
It's just that he hasn't encountered anything so challenging for a long time.
The second form of Shenlong Sword Technique puzzled him for several years, but he finally had an epiphany under the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain and found the method of practice.
Just when he was feeling lonely and bored, he unexpectedly was stumped by a piece of music imprinted in the divine sea.
Is this an unexpected surprise?
Yun Tianhong was stunned and couldn't help but said: "What kind of piano music stumps you, show it to me."
After saying that, he flicked his sleeves and saw a gust of breeze blowing up, heading straight towards the wooden house deep in the bamboo forest...
In just a moment, Li Xiuyuan, who was sitting in front of the window, was brought in front of him.
Yun Ziyi looked at the confused Li Xiuyuan and smiled: "That day at the Tongtian River, I thought you were my close friend..."
When the girl said this, there was clearly a hint of disgust on her face.
It is clear that what they are playing is high mountains and flowing water, and the spring breeze is ten miles away.
You are chopping firewood with a rusty sword, and looking around, it is clear that the rusty sword is not sharp!
Yun Tianhong couldn't help but said: "Since you carry the guqin with you, why is the sound of the guqin so unpleasant?"
Li Xiuyuan, who came back to his senses in an instant, couldn't help but smile bitterly when he looked at the confused two people in front of him.
Then he said quietly: "This zither music was given by a senior in the ancient world. There is no music score. It is just imprinted in my divine sea and cannot be shown to the seniors."
"There is no music score, it comes from the ancient world..."
Yun Tianhong was slightly startled, looked at the young man in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
Could it be that I was shallow and misunderstood the young man's piano skills? Or is it originally a divine song from ancient times?
Otherwise, why would there be no piano music scores? Like many cultivation methods, they are just passed down from generation to generation by the methods of imprinting the sea of gods?
Yun Ziyi, who was sitting aside, looked at him and asked in disbelief: "Where is the ancient wilderness? Is it among the ruins you visited on this trip?"
Yun Tianhong looked at his disciple and shook his head, and said softly: "There are records about the ancient times in the library. I ask you to read more books on weekdays..."
Yun Tianhong loves and hates this disciple who is like a daughter.
After thinking about it, I can only blame myself for being too spoiled in the past, which made him develop some bad habits.
When Yun Ziyi heard this, she immediately stuck out her tongue and did not dare to interrupt the conversation between the master and Li Xiuyuan.
After thinking about it, Yun Tianhong looked at him and sighed, and said: "Since it comes from the ancient times, it must be the Divine Comedy. Practice slowly and don't be too eager."
Li Xiuyuan was stunned and thought to himself, even if I want to be anxious, I can't be anxious?
With his attainments in piano music, he couldn't even figure out the secret of "Quiet" after working for a long time, let alone start the long road of spiritual practice.
It seems that this divine song is the same as when he first practiced the second form of Shenlong Sword Technique. It also needs an opportunity.
After some thought, he said quietly: "There is still some time left before spring. In a few days, when I finish copying the scriptures, I want to go to Xuefeng Mountain to see..."
Yun Tianhong was slightly startled, looked at him and asked, "You want to see my senior brother? Do you need me to go with you?"
Li Xiuyuan was startled and quickly replied: "Junior does not dare to trouble the senior. Please send a message to the senior to ask Bu Li to come to Meishan to see me. I can go with him."
Hearing this, Yun Ziyi couldn't help but interrupt: "How about I accompany you? I haven't been to Xuefeng Mountain in several years."
How could Li Xiuyuan dare to offend Yun Ziyi, who was known as the little witch? He just wanted to ask the old monk some questions about Buddhism, not go to the snow to enjoy the scenery.
After a moment of silence, he said: "No, I just want to ask the holy monk about Buddhism, and Buddhism is a boring thing..."
Thinking of the thrilling past events that had happened since Tong Tianhe met this guy, Li Xiuyuan did not dare to provoke her again.
Yun Tianhong nodded, looked at him and smiled and said: "Speaking of Buddhism, you can have a good chat with Master Buli. He is the holy monk of Xuanwu Continent."
Li Xiuyuan was very happy when he heard this. He never thought that one day he would be able to consult the Buddhist teachings with the holy monk in person, and ask for a spiritual tea with the female saint in person.
I will return to Loulan City someday and tell the two masters. I wonder if they believe it or not?
After clearing up the doubts about the musical score, Yun Zaihong thought of Li Xiuyuan's sword skills again.
Thinking of his stupid appearance in the wind and snow, I couldn't help but ask: "Tell me about that sword technique, and what does it mean? Is it possible that your sword, which is as heavy as a mountain, can be faster than my lightning?" A sword?"
Li Xiuyuan didn't expect that she would think of his swordsmanship again in the blink of an eye, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
He shook his head and said: "This is just a sword that the junior has realized on his own. It will take many years of hard work to polish it. How can I dare to discuss the glory of the sun and the moon with my seniors?"
A musical score has already given him a headache. If he dares to play with his own sword, wouldn't he be making himself uncomfortable?
Yun Tianhong didn't expect that the young man in front of him would push away his question with just one word, without any intention of asking him for advice.
She couldn't help but feel a little displeased, and looked at him and said in a deep voice: "Don't you have any ambition to improve in the way of swordsmanship? Or do you think that the physical strength of Buddhism is enough for you to walk around the world?"
Li Xiuyuan seemed to have already guessed her reaction and was not surprised.
Instead, he looked helpless and said softly: "On the contrary, this junior is struggling with how to integrate two different sword intentions... and then turn them into a new sword intention."
In front of the saint, he was even embarrassed to mention that he had mastered the sword technique.
Just turn yourself into a speck of dust, not even as good as dust.
After all, fighting or not fighting is his own confusion in practice. It is an unexpected joy for him to be able to get the female saint to solve his confusion.
On the contrary, just wait for the time of grinding with water to feel the power of yin and yang that is vague and non-existent.
Or wait for the day when the old Taoist priest will loosen the shackles on his body, allowing him to regain his delusion-breaking eyes and feel the power of yin and yang in his eyes again.
Yun Tianhong was slightly startled when he heard this, and asked in disbelief: "Sword Intent?...So you have realized two different Sword Intentions? Tell me."
In her opinion, even her precious disciple could only comprehend a kind of sword intent.
Judging from Li Xiuyuan's tone, he clearly understood two different sword intentions and wanted to try to fuse the two different sword intentions.
Fusion of sword intent? This is also a new thing for her.
After all, after becoming a saint, you have more time to understand the power of heaven and earth, follow the way of heaven, and perfect the cultivation of good self.
Looking forward to reaching a higher realm one day, this is also what she and the old monk pursue.
At least understanding the meaning of the sword, practicing different sword moves, and various mental techniques, in her opinion, are only things that a girl of Yun Ziyi's age should do.
No matter it is her or the old monk, right now they just want to reach the heavenly mind and understand the laws of the great road of their own.
Li Xiuyuan had no intention of hiding anything. He looked at the two of them and said quietly: "By luck, this junior has understood Ruoshui and Flame Sword Intent. The biggest worry right now is to fuse the two."
Yun Ziyi was instantly frightened when she heard that the young man had two different sword intentions. She looked at him in a daze and was speechless.
Tian Tianhong naturally knew that the young man would not lie to him, and was also shocked by Li Xiuyuan.
Looking at him, he said with emotion: "Fire and water have been incompatible since ancient times, but you can actually possess two completely different sword intentions. I'm afraid there is no one like you in the entire Xuanwu Continent."
After hesitating for a moment, Yun Tianhong shook his head and said with a bitter smile: "I can't help you with this matter. It seems that you really need to go to Xuefeng Mountain to discuss things with your inseparable master."
In her opinion, even the old monk who is also a holy monk may not be able to solve the puzzle of the young man in front of her.
Thinking of this, even Yun Tianhong, who was in the saint realm, suddenly felt a sense of powerlessness.
There is indeed no end to learning in the mind. Even in the realm of a saint, there are still many problems that cannot be solved.
Yun Ziyi suddenly said in a trembling voice: "No wonder I couldn't beat you back then. Now you are so powerful. No wonder even Senior Brother Buli had one of his arms cut off by you..."
Li Xiuyuan was stunned. He didn't expect that Yun Ziyi would bring up the old matter again at this time. Wasn't this causing trouble for himself and causing trouble for the female saint in front of him?
I think the battle between him and Monk Buli was entirely due to differences in stance.
The two had to decide the winner on the high platform. How could the girl in front of them understand this?
In front of this simple view of right and wrong, even Yun Tianhong, who is regarded as a saint, may have to avoid it.
After all, saints must also comply with the laws of heaven, and the battles between holy lands are only under the rules of heaven, and do not go against heaven.
Li Xiuyuan, who was slightly startled, sighed and said harmoniously: "Miss Ziyi misunderstood. Because my stance on this matter was different from that of Fu Li, there was naturally a winner..."
Li Xiuyuan thought that if he stayed with that guy here, he would probably be thanking himself for letting him go in Tianyun Mountain.
Otherwise, the current monk Buli would have become a dead soul under his own sword just like the village girl on the Tongtian River ferry.
Yun Tianhong glanced at her disciple, and she naturally understood what Li Xiuyuan said.
The two people's positions were different at that time. How can there be no reason to be injured and bleed on the high platform?
He ignored his disciple's unreasonableness and instead thought about the two different sword intentions in the young man.
Looking at the complicated and beautiful carvings on the palace, I thought that if the young man really merged with the water, fire and sword...
What kind of sword power will it become? Or what kind of amazing sword realm can the young man one day transform two different sword powers into?
After thinking about it, she just said quietly: "I look forward to the day when you merge."
Li Xiuyuan was silent, looking at the boiling water on the stove on the table, thinking that there was a fire under the kettle...
And after boiling, if water turns into dense steam, it is like the power of yin and yang between heaven and earth...
The sky is yang and the earth is yin.
The sun in the sky is a fierce flaming sword.
The rivers on the earth are endless.
The sun shines on the river...the stove evaporates the water in the kettle...
The vaporized water rises into the sky and turns into clouds when it encounters the sun. Are the clouds like the disappeared Yin-Yang stone tablet on the Tianshan Mountains?
Yin and Yang of heaven and earth, Yin and Yang of water and fire...
Quietly, Li Xiuyuan fell into an epiphany in front of Yun Tianhong...
Yun Ziyi stared blankly at the young man who was suddenly enlightened, and couldn't help but ask: "Master, what did you tell him? The little thief actually..."
Yun Tianhong shook his head and said softly: "How can I tell him the truth as a teacher? He is self-enlightened."
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