The desert is solitary, but there is only a solitary lamp in front of Li Xiuyuan.
Only a bunch of green smoke curled towards the green tiles on the eaves. Xiaobai didn't wake up after drinking two glasses of spiritual wine. Xiaohong went to Li Qiushui's house.
After being drunk and dreaming, Li Xiuyuan was left alone.
Looking up at the waxing moon in the sky, I thought that it wouldn't be long before I could see the moon on Luoxia Mountain.
Xiaohong left in a hurry and told Li Xiuyuan that she would live with her sister these days. She had never had a good time since she became the shopkeeper of a wine shop.
Li Xiuyuan didn't worry about Xiaohong's family's cultivation. He decided to hand over the elixir and wine to Li Qiushui.
Let her slowly arrange the cultivation and breakthrough of Xiaohong's family.
He still has two apprentices in Ding'an City, and there are a lot of troubles waiting for him to deal with.
Holding a pot of tea and lighting a stick of agarwood, Li Xiuyuan took out his iron piano.
The piano table was as clean as if someone had just wiped it yesterday, and Xiao Hongjinxin covered it with a thick cloth.
Looking at the piano platform in front of him, Li Xiuyuan thought of his life in Ding'an City.
At that time, he was much simpler than he is now. He just wanted to find what the ancient blue dragon wanted, and then leave the wild world and return to the academy in the Shura Heaven.
For this reason, he did not even want to get involved in the battle between the Great Wall and the Wilderness for spiritual life and other spiritual resources.
In his opinion, after all, he has no position and is unwilling to serve any party.
Touching the strings with his hand, the unpleasant sound still came out. Even though he knew that "Tequiem" was difficult to learn, Li Xiuyuan still took the trouble.
I want to use the skills I used to cut snow on the Tianshan Mountains to polish the most difficult music in the world with the same skills as a water mill.
After playing the piano for two times, Li Xiuyuan, who couldn't even listen to it anymore, finally gave up trying again.
Holding an oil lamp, he entered the utility room.
After some searching, the casting platform from that year was finally moved out.
If you have nothing to do, you can try to fuse the ores found in the prehistoric times with the divine dragon to create a few embryonic swords.
Waiting for the seventh turn of his Phoenix Nirvana, he began to forge several spiritual swords for his sister, mother and others. He had too many relatives and friends, and this debt had to be repaid slowly.
Fortunately, the Xinghua Valley at the foot of Mount Xumi did not require him to create an earth-shattering divine sword.
All your relatives and friends only need is a simple spiritual sword.
He didn't want his relatives and friends to be guilty of possessing a magic sword and be remembered by someone with intentions.
tomorrow? Or the day after tomorrow?
He planned to forge swords behind closed doors after sending Ximen Lone Star away, and no longer pay attention to the ups and downs in Ding'an City.
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One night of autumn rain and one night of cool breeze.
After Li Xiuyuan, who was sleeping on a lounge chair under the eaves, woke up, he smelled a faint fragrance of flowers.
It turned out that the osmanthus tree in the yard had thin golden flowers blooming on its branches, and the faint floral fragrance filled the wine shop with the autumn rain overnight.
He exhaled softly and looked at the faint golden color of the osmanthus branches, and his mood suddenly became clear.
How many years have you not been back here? Is it two years? Or decades? Here two years ago, he seemed not to have waited for the flowering season.
In the blink of an eye, I don’t know how many years have passed.
Because of the speed of time, the Wilderness and the Shura Open Domain, the Shura Heaven Domain and the Five Domains all have different time rules.
In Fengyun City's Purple Bamboo Courtyard, my husband once planted a laurel tree, but he never seriously stayed in the bamboo for a few years.
So that after he left, he only remembered the apricot blossoms in his hometown, and gradually forgot the osmanthus tree in his courtyard.
It seems that this year he can eat the sweet-scented osmanthus cake made by Xiaohong here.
Unlike Fengyun City's apricot blossom cake, the osmanthus cake is somewhat similar to peach blossoms, even sweeter than peach blossoms.
Smelling the fragrance of flowers in the garden, Li Xiuyuan cooked a pot of white porridge and then
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Opened the store.
He took a volume of scriptures, brewed a pot of spiritual tea, and became the shopkeeper of a wine shop.
Autumn in Ding'an City is beautiful. An autumn rain fell at night and stopped in the early morning.
The leaves all over the street are gradually turning yellow, and Li Xiuyuan sitting in the wine shop seems to have returned to a certain moment in the past.
Li Xiuyuan guarded a pot of spiritual tea and a scroll of Buddhist scriptures, quietly watching the passers-by, thinking about how many realms did Li Qiushui achieve yesterday afternoon?
He also thought about whether Ximen Lone Star would bring Huangfu Qingmei and kill him, as well as that little guy Ximen Mengdie.
Two years have passed. The little girl must have grown a lot taller, right?
Because Li Xiuyuan was here, Xiaohong probably went shopping with Li Qiushui today.
Xiao Hei, who was hungover, hadn't woken up yet, and the consciousness released by Li Xiuyuan was silently feeling the changes in every rune in the wine shop.
After decades, some of the runes had become blurry, so he decided to redecorate them.
While the weather was still good, the entire roof was lifted and all the blue tiles were replaced, including the aging wooden walls.
The stone was replaced with the best sapphire in Ding'an City, and the hardest ironwood was used as the wood. Only in this way can it be worthy of the century-old store of Zui Sheng Meng Si.
Even if he leaves, this wine shop will still accompany Xiaohong's family.
A night of autumn rain and sunny weather gave Ximen Xiaoyu, who had been bored at home for many days, a reason to go out.
Ximen Mengdie was bored in the house for many days. When he heard that his aunt was going out, he naturally wanted to follow her.
Huangfu Qingmei didn't bother to care about the two little guys. With Ximen Xiaoyu here, no one in Ding'an City dared to bully the two little girls.
You must know that with Ximen Xiaoyu's current cultivation level, it will probably take less than a few years to catch up with her and Ximen Lone Star.
"Auntie, hurry up. Die'er wants to play in the master's shop for a while and then go shopping."
Holding Ximen Xiaoyu's hand, Ximen Mengdie kept nagging.
"He hasn't come back, why are we going? At such a young age, do you want to go drinking with him?"
Thinking of Sister Xiaohong's appearance, Ximen Xiaoyu's face felt a little hot. His brother often went to the wine shop to drink without giving him any money.
When I came back, I was not only scolded by my sister-in-law, but also laughed at by my mother.
However, Ximen Lone Star just likes to stay in the wine shop and drink wine. Maybe one day, his brother will appear quietly.
The carriage ran happily along the long street, and soon it arrived at the door of the winery.
"You go back first, we will take the car by ourselves later!"
Ximen Xiaoyu waved to the guards of the City Lord's Mansion, turned around and prepared to go to the wine shop.
Unexpectedly, a exclamation came from the wine shop. It was Ximen Mengdie's voice. Ximen Xiaoyu was startled and hurried forward.
Li Xiuyuan at the counter was holding a cup of spiritual tea and sipping it happily.
I was calculating how many days it would take to renovate the winery, but when I looked up, I heard an exclamation.
Then he looked at the porcelain doll-like Ximen Mengdie with his big eyes and small eyes, frowning and looking at him in a daze.
Just at this time, Ximen Xiaoyu also walked in angrily and shouted: "Who dares to bully my baby? Sister Hong, are there bandits coming to your house?"
Before entering, Ximen Xiaoyu started shouting.
Li Xiuyuan was happy, frowning and said: "You are an adult, how come you like to yell like a child? You are not afraid of causing trouble for me..."
Putting down the teacup, he pointed to the stool in front of him and said, "Since you're here, sit down and have a cup of tea. I'm making the first dish."
It wasn't until Li Xiuyuan spoke that Ximen Mengdie ducked into the counter.
She took his hand and looked him up and down, and shouted: "Master, have you taken the magic medicine, will you become like Die'er?"
After a pause, Li Xiuyuan looked at her and explained softly: "Then should I call you my master in the future?"
Li Xiuyuan was also helpless about his body and practice.
I'm just afraid of waiting for myself to go to the Nine Heavens
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In the Xinghua Valley, my sister Li Xiaoxue and Xiaoqing's children are much older than me.
When Ximen Mengdie heard this, she couldn't help but giggle: "That's definitely not the case, the master is the master."
Li Xiuyuan nodded with satisfaction, looked at the confused Ximen Xiaoyu and said, "I just thought about whether to recast the Tingyu Sword for you yesterday..."
Upon hearing this, Ximen Xiaoyu quickly took out the Tingyu Sword and placed it gently on the counter.
Looking at him, he asked nervously: "Is it going to be troublesome? Do you want me to find some more materials?"
Li Xiuyuan shook his head and didn't bother to explain.
Instead, he said quietly: "You don't have to worry about anything, just put the sword here." After that, he poured the spiritual tea for the two of them.
"Master, Die'er hasn't come with the sword yet..."
Seeing that Li Xiuyuan was about to make a sword for his aunt, Ximen Mengdie naturally refused to lag behind and gently shook Li Xiuyuan's arm.
Li Xiuyuan sighed, looked at her and smiled: "Then should I cast another one for your parents? Where can I find so many materials?"
Li Xiuyuan felt a little dizzy when he thought of Ximen Lone Star and Huangfu Qingmei.
He thought to himself that he was not a master in making swords after all. The most he could do in Ding'an City was to do a lot of hard work for the two guys in front of him.
As for Huangfu Qingmei and Ximen Guxing, let them go to the swordsmith in Fucheng.
At this moment, Xiao Hei's shouting sounded in the backyard: "Quack, Xiao Hei is going to starve to death, where is my brother?"
Upon hearing this, Ximen Mengdie turned around and hid in the yard behind. After a while, two more screams were heard.
"Who are you? Why are you here?"
"Brother, there is a talking crow here, come and catch it!"
Li Xiuyuan shook his head, stood up and walked to the back. After a while, he was carrying a pot of white porridge, with a stunned Xiao Hei standing on his shoulders, and behind him was a confused Ximen Mengdie.
"Have you two had breakfast?"
Li Xiuyuan first gave Xiao Hei a bowl of porridge, and then looked at the two women and asked.
Ximen Xiaoyu shook his head, looked at him and said, "We have eaten, who is this guy, Master?"
Ximen Mengdie reached out and touched Xiao Hei's feathers gently, and then chuckled: "Auntie, this is the first time Die'er has seen a talking crow."
"Quack! Xiao Hei is my brother's younger brother. Don't laugh at me." Xiao Hei got a little angry and glared at Ximen Mengdie.
Li Xiuyuan shook his head, looked at the two women and said, "According to your seniority, you should call Xiao Hei uncle. If you want to give him your own, call him brother..."
This time, he didn't even feel like explaining, so he said it directly.
Regardless of Ximen Xiaoyu's reluctance and Ximen Mengdie's surprise, he filled a bowl of porridge, held it up and blew gently.
Before the two women woke up in shock, before Li Xiuyuan and Xiao Hei finished their porridge, a middle-aged man in black clothes came into the wine shop.
"Is the shopkeeper here? Come to Erweng for the good wine brewed this spring."
When Li Xiuyuan heard this, he put down the bowl he was holding, looked at the visitor and asked, "Guest, please wait a moment. Would you like wine made from sorghum or black beans?"
The middle-aged man was stunned. He didn't expect that the inconspicuous young man in front of him would actually reply to him.
I couldn't help but ask: "Didn't a woman sell wine here in the past? Is it possible that after a few months of absence, the shopkeeper changed here?"
Li Xiuyuan was also stunned for a moment, thinking that he would have to ask the shopkeeper if he wanted to buy wine.
After thinking for a while, he replied: "Shopkeeper Hong has something to do today. I'll take care of her for two days."
The middle-aged man looked at Li Xiuyuan deeply, as if he wanted to see through him.
After a long while, he said: "Then let's bring fifteen jars." After saying that, he took out the spirit stones and counted them carefully, and then pushed them in front of Li Xiuyuan.
Li Xiuyuan just glanced at it, accepted it, and then reached out to pour him a cup of spiritual tea.
Smiling and said: "Please have a cup of tea, I will carry the wine for you."
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