When the sleeping Meishan has not yet woken up, when Yun Tianhong is still intoxicated in the memory of the spring breeze that was not as good as yours in his dream.
Dang Yun Ziyi was still murmuring in her dream: "You little thief, stop leaving, take my sword!"
When Yun Lan was shocked that the guy who taught her how to make wine could actually play a piece of music that was not inferior to her master's piano skills.
Li Xiuyuan, who had gotten up early, had quietly descended from Meishan Mountain and followed Monk Buli on his horse, galloping in the spring breeze dozens of miles away.
It wasn't until nearly noon that the two of them found a creek to rest on the side of the road after running for two hours.
Li Xiuyuan, who was making a fire to make tea, looked up at Meishan and murmured softly: "Even if you are reluctant to leave, you must eventually leave."
Monk Buli looked at him and shouted, "Would the female saint be angry if you left without saying goodbye?"
Li Xiuyuan poured the spiritual tea into the pot, while shaking his head and saying: "I won't hurt the spring and autumn, and the female saint won't care about it either. I have already given her what she wants... "
"Junior Sister Ziyi wakes up and doesn't see you. Will she curse? It's hard for her to find someone to vent her anger on."
Monk Buli looked at him and smiled: "Once you leave, she will have no one to scold."
"She, she can't take any time off."
Li Xiuyuan poured spiritual tea into the cups of the two of them and said calmly: "The female saint plans to let the two of them continue to make wine. It is estimated that there will be no free time this spring."
When Monk Buli heard this, he touched his bald head and sighed, and said leisurely: "Fortunately, I came down the mountain with you."
In his opinion, if he had not followed Li Xiuyuan into the mortal world under the orders of his master, he would have been arrested by the master of Meishan to make wine.
Li Xiuyuan looked at him, shook his head, and said softly: "Does it wrong you to learn winemaking? That is also a kind of practice."
Just a casual remark, like a thunder on the head of the monk Buli.
Looking at Monk Buli's appearance, Li Xiuyuan laughed: "I suddenly thought of a place suitable for you to practice."
...
In the early morning, the morning breeze brought a chill. Yun Tianhong slowly opened his eyes, woke up from meditation, and looked calmly at the bamboo forest outside the window.
The bamboo forest still swayed with the spring breeze and then made a rustling sound, as if to tell the owner that the young man had quietly left.
Standing up and sitting in front of the window, looking up at the gloomy sky, Yun Tianhong sighed softly.
He said quietly: "What kind of master do you have, who can teach such a guy with seven orifices and exquisite heart? Meishan can't keep you, and I'm afraid Xuanwu Continent can't stop you... "
Just as he was sighing, Yun Ziyi's voice came from the hall: "Master, where has the little thief gone?"
"He's gone." Yun Tianhong, who was dressing up in front of the window, said softly: "Early in the morning, he followed your senior brother southward, presumably rushing back to Loulan."
Looking at the high-spirited look of the departing young man, it seemed as if I saw the senior brother who was full of vigor back then.
Although he is gentle in nature, he is stubborn in his heart and will never give up until he achieves his goal.
He sighed quietly, thinking that it was good that his senior brother had finally let go of his persistence and was willing to leave the Xuanwu Continent with him.
"When you return, it will be the day we leave Meishan."
Monk Buli placed his hopes on his senior brothers, while he placed his hopes on Yun Ziyi and Yun Lan, hoping that they could take on the heavy responsibilities of Meishan and Xuefeng Mountains.
The two of us will eventually leave here and travel around the world.
Yun Ziyi, who was sitting in the main hall, screamed and shouted: "The little thief sneaked away and didn't come to say hello to me?"
Yun Tianhong said calmly: "He left with your senior brother Buli. He told me about this yesterday."
Even Yun Tianhong didn't expect that the boy would leave without saying goodbye, and hurriedly left Meishan through the morning mist on the mountain.
In her opinion, this separation may really take another ten years or even decades before we can meet again.
Thinking of Li Xiuyuan telling her about the young man from the Ouyang family in Yinchuan City, Yun Tianhong couldn't help but sigh, thinking that this matter was not impossible.
"Next, you and your senior sister are going to make wine a few more times. Let's see how much you and Li Xiuyuan learned about this brewing skill."
Looking at the spring mist rising outside the window, Yun Tianhong said quietly.
...
The spring breeze was so good that the horse's hoof was broken, so Nalan Ruoyu took the two girls back to Tianyun Mountain without spending a few days.
Xiao Ling'er went to Tiandao Peak to play in Ping'an, while Chen Xiaoyan returned to Zhufeng alone.
She wanted to go around the back mountain to see if her senior brother was already here.
Nalan Ruoyu went directly to the library and told Meng Shentong what was going to happen in Loulan City.
Meng Shentong was startled when he heard this. He frowned and asked, "A monk from the Heavenly Dragon Holy Land is a very powerful monk?"
Nalan Ruoyu shook his head and said with a smile: "In my opinion, Ouyang Xuan's cultivation in the middle stage of Xuanyuan Refining is still inferior to that of Ouyang Xuan sent by Snowfield Holy Land."
Meng Shentong nodded and said: "Since he is not as good as Ouyang Xuan back then, do you still need to worry about him?"
For Li Xiuyuan, who had experienced countless lives and deaths, Meng Shentong never worried about his disciples.
It was because this had been going on for so long and there was still no news about the boy that made the old man a little worried.
Looking at Nalan Ruoyu, she asked: "Do you have any news about the child? After all, Ximen'an's girl has been back for a long time. How can I say that he should be back too?!"
Nalan Ruoyu looked at him, shook her head, and said softly: "The princess of Phoenix City and the disciples of Wuji Holy Land said he was fine, but no one knows where he went in the end."
This was what she couldn't understand. Even if Li Xiuyuan was injured and needed to find a place to go to nirvana, it wouldn't take a whole winter?
Meng Shentong thought for a while and said with a smile: "Then wait a little longer. He must go to see Situ Tianxing when he returns to Loulan. If that guy has news, he will naturally inform us."
Although the challenge from Tianlong Holy Land seemed to the old man to be a big trouble, he did not worry about his disciples.
At the moment, he only cares about Li Xiuyuan coming back early and taking out the spiritual wine hidden in the cave at the top of Bamboo Peak.
A whole year has passed, and he hopes that the spiritual wine in the cave will bring him more surprises.
Thinking of this, Meng Shentong couldn't help but said: "Didn't my disciple teach the girl from the Chen family how to make wine? Taking advantage of the beautiful spring scenery, let her get started quickly..."
Nalan Ruoyu looked at him and chuckled: "I have not forgotten this. All the brewing equipment has been prepared in Loulan. We will start tomorrow..."
As if remembering something, Nalan Ruoyu then asked: "It's been a long time since the beginning of spring. When does the sect plan to send disciples to practice on Tianhuang Mountain?"
She had already made up her mind and did not intend to let Chen Xiaoyan continue to get involved in the Tianyun Mountain Sect's affairs.
After all, he made it known last year. Even Sima Jinglan returned to Baixue City and did not want to return to Tianyun Mountain. This is the best explanation.
Meng Shentong shook his head and replied: "Let them worry about this matter, there is no need for you and me to get involved."
...
It rains in Loulan in spring, and people passing by Xingyuan stop in front of the door from time to time and occasionally whisper.
Because whenever it doesn't rain here, there will be a young man meditating for an hour outside the gate of the Apricot Garden every day from 6:00 to noon.
The word "Challenge!" posted on the door of Xingyuan is extremely eye-catching.
Fortunately, the guards of the City Lord's Mansion do not come in from time to time to inspect, to warn challengers not to climb over the wall and to remind people passing by not to stay here for a long time.
For this reason, the monks in Loulan City got the news and came to watch the excitement.
After all, the owner of Xingyuan has never appeared in the public eye.
Even if someone occasionally came in and out of the Apricot Garden before, according to the guards at the City Lord's Mansion, they were just friends of the owner.
The master has not returned, but the challenger is already waiting at the door. This is a strange news in Loulan City.
After some debate, everyone thought that this monk from the Heavenly Dragon Holy Land was really going to give the owner of the Apricot Garden a blow.
The monks in Loulan City have never seen any opponent more powerful than the Holy Land.
So in their opinion, the owner here will definitely lose miserably.
After waiting for several days, Duanmu Qingyun sat outside the door of Xingyuan, welcoming the looks of passers-by and feeling the curious eyes of the monks.
Listening to these guys talking about the owner of the apricot garden, there was no trace of pride on their faces.
In his opinion, all the talk was in vain before he took action with the owner here.
So he doesn't care what the guys here think.
Not long after, the apricot blossoms in the apricot orchard bloomed, and the strong spring breeze blew away the first wave of flowers on the apricot blossom branches.
The spring breeze blew, and petals fell on Duanmu Qingyun's palm, causing a smile to appear on his unhappy face.
The flowers here have bloomed, and the flower-loving owner is coming back soon.
But before Duanmu Qingyun, who was sitting in front of the door, could wait for the owner of the apricot garden, another uninvited guest arrived.
That day, it was lightly raining.
After sitting quietly for a while, Duanmu Qingyun was about to leave and go back to the inn when he saw the rain starting.
When he raised his head and took out his umbrella, he found an old man in a green shirt standing in front of him.
The old man looked at him with a kind face and said gently: "Young man is quite good. My master wants to meet you."
...
Spring is late in the snowy mountains, and Li Xiuyuan's heart has already flown to Loulan City.
In his opinion, asking Situ Tianxing to plant apricot flowers in the garden was a correct decision.
Not to mention how many years I can live here, but if I return this courtyard to my junior sister one day, the apricot blossoms in the garden will surely be a pleasing thing.
Compared with Loulan, he prefers the apricot blossoms in Snow City.
Because in his eyes, Loulan City was inevitably stained with blood because of the existence of the Wang family.
But Bai Xuecheng gave him a clean and gentle spring.
Although Ximen Wuhen forced him to completely separate from Tianyun Mountain in Snow City.
But that didn't stop him from falling in love with this clean city full of apricot blossoms.
Following the monk Buli, the two of them ran all the way, sleeping in the open air, and arrived at the Tongtian River.
Li Xiuyuan felt very uncomfortable as he pulled the horse and stood quietly on the boat, looking at the rolling river water.
He took a jar of wine and poured it away, silently poured three glasses into the river, then took a piece of dried meat, crushed it and threw it into the river.
He murmured to himself: "Fate has its way with people, I hope you will enter reincarnation early and no longer be affected by the karma of the earthly world in the next life."
The monk Buli standing next to him was stunned, thinking back to the shocking battle on the ferry last year.
Since you have become the disciple of Master Meishan, how can you step into the mud of the world?
After tearing up a piece of dried meat, Li Xiuyuan took out two pieces of spring pancakes bought in Niujiao Town, tore them into pieces, and slowly threw them into the river.
He said to himself: "The spring sky is full of panic as it enters the East China Sea, and the moonlight night is calm and intoxicating with the world of mortals... Monk, you are back again."
Monk Buli was startled, looked at him and asked: "What do you mean by this? Is it possible that you want to sell the monk by the Tongtian River?"
While he was talking, a scream sounded from the shore: "Monk, you have gone around in a circle and you are back again?"
Putting away the wine jar, Li Xiuyuan followed the sound and looked toward the ferry. He couldn't help laughing and said, "Monk, your employer is calling you to go home for dinner."
Monk Buli looked at Erwa, who was standing on the shore waving to him, and couldn't help complaining: "Didn't I tell them to go home and farm? Is it possible that they are short of money again?"
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