Since the battle at the City Lord's Mansion, Li Xiuyuan has not left Xingyuan again.
The owner of the apricot garden, who made the legendary saint of Xuanwu Continent appear in person, became the most mysterious figure in Loulan City.
Later, when Yu Wenjie and the other two learned about this incident, they also realized it with hindsight and sighed.
Nalan Ruoyu stayed in Xingyuan for ten days, then took the spirit wine and letters prepared by Li Xiuyuan for Yun Tianhong, and went to the Daxue Mountain with Yuwen Liuli.
Although Yu Wenjie couldn't bear to part with his sister, he also knew that his responsibility was still in Phoenix City, and Meishan was not where he, the prince, wanted to go.
Meng Shentong was actually used to the life in Xingyuan. He had no worries about food and clothing here, and he could also drink the spiritual tea brewed by his students.
For him, staying here counts one day at a time. After Li Xiuyuan leaves, he will take Chen Xiaoyan and the others back to Tianyun Mountain.
After a few days of work, Li Xiuyuan finally allowed several women to satisfy their addiction to making wine by themselves.
The snow lotus and elixir left by Yuwen Liuli were brewed into the unique spiritual wine of Xuanwu Holy Land.
After Murong Zhilan learned that Li Xiuyuan was leaving Xuanwu Continent, she stayed in Xingyuan and refused to leave.
Whatever you say, you must do the same as Meng Shentong and wait until Li Xiuyuan leaves before returning to Wuji Holy Land.
Yu Wenjie and Tantai Mingyue had nothing to do with her, so they had to go back to Phoenix City first and made an appointment to come back to Loulan in midsummer.
Ever since Situ Tianxing learned that Li Xiuyuan was leaving, he would come over for tea and drinks from time to time.
Although Li Xiuyuan gave him a lot of spiritual wine, this guy finally came over to get close to Meng Shentong.
After brewing medicinal wine for several women, Li Xiuyuan naturally collected half of it, saying that he would take it back to his hometown to share with his parents and friends.
It was rare for Murong Zhilan to be generous, because she knew that even if she was reluctant to give up, she would not be able to leave the young man behind.
This guy doesn't belong to Xuanwu Continent at all
Li Xiuyuan, who was living a secluded life in Xingyuan, began to worry about the monk Buli by the Tongtian River, and was thinking about whether to ask Situ Tianxing to send an old letter there.
But he didn't expect that this guy would actually send him a letter first, which finally brought some joy to the dreary days.
After reading it hastily, Li Xiuyuan handed it to Meng Shentong in front of him.
Wu You smiled helplessly and said: "Look, this little princess from Phoenix City really couldn't stay by the Tongtian River and actually followed the master to Meishan Mountain."
"Her brother is even more unreliable. He didn't arrange a few guards in black to protect his sister. He left such a big matter to my master. What an idiot!"
This was the first time Li Xiuyuan cursed in front of Meng Shentong.
According to his arrangement, he naturally placed the little princess of Phoenix City in Monk Buli's food shed, asked Monk Buli for advice on how to get rid of the murderous aura in her body, and went to see the sentient beings who crossed the river every day.
Unexpectedly, this girl actually followed Master Nalan Ruoyu to Meishan.
If the saint could teach every disciple well, the old monk would not have to let his beloved disciple follow him into the mortal world again.
"This girl thinks that she can gain enlightenment after meeting a saint, but she thinks of saints too simply. Only an idiot can do this. Teacher, are you angry?"
Li Xiuyuan looked at the letter held in Meng Shentong's hand and couldn't help shouting.
After reading the letter and seeing his student's angry look, the old man couldn't help but laugh.
Looking at him, he smiled lightly and said, "Do your best and obey fate. Don't you understand this principle?"
Li Xiuyuan was startled when he heard this, and blurted out: "This is the fact that the emperor is not in a hurry and is in a hurry to kill the eunuch."
Meng Shentong looked at him and shook his head, and said quietly: "Let me ask you, in the Xuanwu Continent, who has such an opportunity as you? You came from the mountains, met the saint, did not run away from the saint, and even thought about finding a husband for the saint's disciple... ....”
Li Xiuyuan thought about it. He was afraid that he was the only one in the Four Holy Lands who had spent a whole winter with the saints deep in the snowy mountains.
Even monk Bu Li would not dare to enjoy the treatment he received in Meishan.
For a moment, he looked at the whining pot on the table and was speechless for a long time.
...
After some days, even Xiao Ling and Ping An felt that Loulan City was getting hotter day by day and was not as cool as Tianyun Mountain.
If Yu Zun hadn't come back from Daxue Mountain, the two little guys would have clamored to go back to Tianyun Mountain.
Only Chen Xiaoyan and Murong Zhilan were quiet. Apart from shopping, they pestered Li Xiuyuan to guide them in sword practice.
After Chen Xiaoyan told herself the secret of practicing the Snow Sword Technique, Murong Zhilan also fell in love with this seemingly simple sword technique.
Because from the day I met Li Xiuyuan, I have always wondered where the young man got the strength to defeat one enemy after another on the road.
She finally learned the young swordsmanship from Chen Xiaoyan. How could this make her unhappy?
The only thing he regretted was that it was summer, and there were no flying flowers, no falling leaves, and no falling snow.
So Chen Xiaoyan taught her how to harm the few pine trees in the garden.
The two picked quarrelsome pine needles and used them to practice swordplay, until Li Xiuyuan frowned and said that if you continue like this, the tree will not survive.
The two girls stopped and agreed to invite Murong Zhilan to Zhufeng as a guest when it snows.
In the flower hall, Chen Xiaoyan stared blankly at the mountain-like sword movement, and asked Li Xiuyuan how he could learn this mountain-heavy sword movement.
Li Xiuyuan took her to the garden, pointed to the surrounding walls made of bluestone and said, "This will be your home from now on."
The apricot trees next to the courtyard wall are about to mature, the grass is luxuriant, and there are birds looking for food in the grass.
Chen Xiaoyan raised her head and looked around. The entire small courtyard was like a large formation nestled among the ruins of the Chen family. The entire garden was glowing with vitality.
Li Xiu waved his hand, and a golden light rose from the courtyard wall, which looked like a dream in Chen Xiaojiang's eyes.
She clearly sensed the aura of the formation and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air.
She had occasionally read books on the Tao of Talisman in Tianyun Mountain, and of course she could understand that there was a powerful magic circle in front of her. These runes were even more powerful than the restrictions on the Bamboo Peak.
Looking at the lines on the wall of the Bluestone Courtyard, I silently thought that my senior brother had unknowingly built this place into a powerful magic circle. I wonder if a venerable master like Master Yuzun could do it?
Li Xiuyuan noticed her expression, raised his head and looked around. After a moment of silence, he said: "This formation is the life-saving talisman I left for you. No monk in the Xuanwu Continent can break it."
"Senior brother, are you leaving?"
Chen Xiaoyan looked at the silent Li Xiuyuan in front of her, thinking that if her senior brother left today, it would be who knows how many years or months it would have to wait until they meet again.
Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said quietly: "I don't know, I'm waiting too..."
"How do I activate this formation?" Thinking of the restrictions on Tianyun Mountain, Chen Xiaoyan was worried that she would not be able to control the formation in front of her.
Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said: "There are no conditions. Anyone who breaks in without permission will be killed by this formation."
Chen Xiaoyan was startled and couldn't help but ask: "Anyone?"
Li Xiuyuan said quietly: "Anyone."
Chen Xiaoyan sighed and said quietly: "What about my parents, and where are Xiao Ling'er and Master?"
Li Xiuyuan laughed, looked at her and said seriously: "This formation has memorized your breath, so it will naturally not hurt you. Your parents can only come in with you..."
"That's it. Thank you senior brother for your hard work."
Chen Xiaoyan looked at the young man in front of her with a bitter taste in her mouth, thinking that before long, the two of them would be separated from each other and would never see each other again.
Li Xiuyuan thought for a while, looked at her and smiled: "If you think Wang Qiang can be your partner, you can also bring him to live here for a few days."
...
The summer solstice arrived as promised, and it rained heavily in Loulan City.
The rain was weaving in the garden, washing the apricot trees all over the garden. Before that, Chen Xiaoyan took Murong Zhilan, Xiao Ling'er and Ping An to pick the ripe apricots back into the house.
Li Xiuyuan, who couldn't finish the food, used it to make preserved apricots. Naturally, Chen Xiaoyan bought the honey from Loulan Market.
Li Xiuyuan walked out of the apricot garden for the first time and stood in the rain holding an oil-paper umbrella, holding a note in his hand that Situ Tianxing had just sent to his master.
Finally, he achieved his wish and broke through several realms. The master was very grateful to the owner of Xingyuan.
Although Li Xiuyuan fell in love with Xingyuan, Loulan, and such a plain life...
For this kind of love, he is willing to take on some responsibilities that he would not otherwise have to take on.
He held the flower with his fingers, and the note in his hand turned into several black butterflies, which fell from his hand, mixed with the rain under his feet, and disappeared into this world.
Holding the oil-paper umbrella in his left hand, he walked slowly towards the long street of Loulan.
The summer rain is not as lingering as the spring rain. It has a kind of pleasure, a kind of solemnity, and a kind of solemnity after being dripping with joy.
The rain of the summer solstice will wet this land to its fullest, making this land soaked to the bone.
The sky above Loulan City is covered with clouds, heavy rain and fog, and the sky is getting dark, indicating that night is approaching.
A young man walking in the rain, a pair of cloth shoes got soaked after stepping in the rain for a while, and the hem of his black shirt was also stained with rainwater.
...
Walking on the rainy streets of Loulan City, Wang Changchun, the eldest elder of the Wang family, held an umbrella, looked up at the heavy rain in the sky, and said lightly: "This spring has finally gone."
The restaurant owner standing under the eaves of the building looked at him and said, "Elder Wang, why don't you go back until the rain stops?"
Wang Changchun shook his head and said: "I will go back sooner or later, so I won't cause any trouble to you."
After speaking, he walked towards the long street holding an umbrella, and said as he walked: "How about you move to Phoenix City, the business there should be better than Loulan."
The shopkeeper of the restaurant replied: "No, I have lived in Loulan for most of my life and I can't live without it."
Wang Changchun looked slightly stern, thinking to himself, why was he so bad?
If the head of the family hadn't been seeking the Chen family's divine fire, if he hadn't been trying to eradicate the young man, if he hadn't been plotting against the young man's back on the Tag Snow Mountain.
There is no need for him to feel guilty or ashamed, and he no longer needs to feel fear because of the reappearance of the Meishan Female Saint.
The rain was getting heavier in the dusk, and the pedestrians had already gone home. The wet long street was extremely quiet, with only the sound of rain accompanied by the patter of his cloth shoes in the rain.
Today he just came to the restaurant to meet with the shopkeeper and drank two glasses of wine. He did not call a carriage to take him home.
At this moment, footsteps suddenly sounded on the long street.
The footsteps were very light and steady, and just after listening for a moment, I realized that the other person and I were also wearing a pair of cloth shoes, and they made a slapping sound when they stepped in the puddles.
Looking up, he saw in front of him a young man wearing a black shirt and a gray-black face.
Like him, the young man held an oil-paper umbrella in his left hand, letting the heavy rain soak the hem, and the rain dripped down his black shirt.
Wang Changchun frowned slightly as he looked at the young man in black shirt walking towards him.
The black-shirted young man in front of him gave him a strange feeling. He couldn't even feel a hint of danger in the young man. He was no different from the young man in Loulan City.
Without a trace of cultivation, he is just the most ordinary mortal.
The public security in Loulan has always been good. The city gates are closed at midnight every day. There are very few cases of fighting or causing trouble in the street.
Because the city lord here does not allow such a thing to happen.
The young man walked through the rain and fog of the summer solstice and came to Wang Changchun. He held up the umbrella in his hand and looked at his broken arm quietly.
Then he said quietly: "I came from the Chen Mansion to take your life!"
After saying that, before he could utter a exclamation, he turned his right hand into a sword and slashed out a faint sword energy towards him.
There was an extremely high temperature, a flaming sword energy that even his Fusion Realm cultivation could not withstand.
Cut the snow with one sword!
Wang Changchun watched helplessly as his lower body was instantly disconnected, and then he fell heavily into the heavy rain.
Then his left hand holding the umbrella was cut into several pieces.
His arms fell down together with his body, hitting the rain heavily, and a snapping sound was heard.
A golden flame burned from his broken arm.
Then more flames started burning from his severed limbs that had fallen into the rain, and his lower body.
"Why, who are you?" As the eldest elder of the Wang family, Wang Changchun felt that death was so close to him for the first time.
On the long street on a rainy night, the young man in black shirt holding an umbrella lowered his head, leaned in and whispered a few words into his ear.
Wang Changchun looked up to the sky and roared several times like a dying beast.
Then a human head flew out, fell into the rain on the long street, and then burned.
The young man silently picked up a space ring from the ground and said quietly: "I said, I will come back to seek revenge on you."
An oil-paper umbrella fell from the sky and floated on the long street in the heavy rain.
The eldest elder of the Loulan Wang family was silently reduced to ashes in the quietly burning flames.
...
A roar of thunder rang out, striking the sky in Loulan City, and countless lightning bolts illuminated most of Loulan City.
The young man under the lightning smiled bitterly, looked in the direction of Xingyuan and murmured: "Teacher, this disciple cannot go back."
Meng Shentong, who was sitting in the flower hall, was cooking hot pot with Chen Xiaoyan, Murong Zhilan, Xiao Ling'er and Ping An.
Hearing the sudden thunder in the sky, several girls were startled. Xiao Ling'er looked at Meng Shentong and asked, "Grandpa Meng, why hasn't brother come back for dinner?"
My brother never leaves Xingyuan, and after leaving today, he didn't come back for a long time, which made Xiao Ling'er feel bad.
Meng Shentong ignored the frightened children, but looked at the rain and mist outside the flower hall and said quietly: "Can you come back?"
Chen Xiaoyan was shocked and rushed out of the flower hall, exclaiming: "Senior brother, wait for me!"
After regaining consciousness, Murong Zhilan also wanted to rush out of the flower hall, but the two women found that they could not rush out of the flower hall.
Meng Shentong looked at the four of them and said quietly: "He has been with you all spring, you should be content."
In the heavy rain, Li Xiuyuan silently put away the oil-paper umbrella in his hand, looked into the sky, and said softly: "Master, this disciple is gone. When his flowers bloom..."
Before he finished speaking, a black lightning fell from the sky, and a crack was like a black dragon, sweeping up the young man in the rain and flying towards the nine heavens.
Boom! Countless thunders fell in the sky again.
The heavy rain from the sky washed away the blood on the ground.
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