Get up in the morning and take Xiaohu to meditate and practice swordplay. Then he spends another hour reading and writing. In the afternoon, it is time for free activities.
In the afternoon and evening, Li Xiuyuan would walk around the yard several times.
Mrs. Yan and her servants were not surprised. They all thought that the husband did not want to go out and was walking in the yard.
After Yanshi started meditating to circulate Qi, her complexion improved a lot. She suddenly seemed to be ten years younger, and her mood was a little more cheerful than before.
From time to time, I would tell Li Xiuyuan and Xiaohu some interesting things that happened in the desert while eating.
Yanshi said that it would also snow in Yuezhi City in winter, which surprised Li Xiuyuan. He didn't expect what would happen if it snowed in this desert land?
On the night before the Mid-Autumn Festival, Li Xiuyuan took Xiaohu out of the gate for the first time. He was about to celebrate the festival and he wanted to take the little guy to the market.
Let’s buy a Western robe for Xiao Hei, some clothes for Xiao Hu, and some snacks for the holidays.
The two of them were walking all the way. Xiaohu held a bunch of roast mutton in his hand and pointed at the candy man not far away and shouted: "Sir, Xiaohu still wants to eat that..."
Li Xiuyuan thought that he had suffocated the little guy these days. If he wanted to eat, he would let him.
After all, how long can he stay here?
He will stay until the spring of next year at most, and then he will leave. Maybe Su, the young master of the Great Wall, can't wait for him, and maybe Xiao Hei and Zhang Liang of the Imperial City are also looking forward to his return.
And that mysterious celestial phenomenon that the old man mentioned is about to happen, right?
He wanted to be able to stay in the imperial city on that day.
To Xiaohu, his husband was like a god from heaven. He not only saved him from bandits, but also taught him how to read and write, and even practiced sword practice.
Now Xiaohu is no longer so playful, because Li Xiuyuan gave him a bamboo sword, a bamboo sword from Tianshan.
Xiaohu now spends half an hour practicing sword practice every day.
And Li Xiuyuan told him that starting from next year, he would have to spend more time practicing swordsmanship for an hour every day until he was ten years old.
Xiaohu clenched his fists and said, "Xiaohu wants to become a little hero and let the people of Yuezhi City respect him and his mother."
In his eyes, the husband, besides being kind to him, was an arrogant and even cold person.
However, it was such a person who not only taught him, but also taught his mother to start practicing Buddhism.
Currently, Mrs. Yan spends an hour every night meditating to circulate her Qi.
In Li Xiuyuan's words, by spring, both mother and son may have to break through the first to second levels again.
Hearing this in Yan's mind was like a dream.
Li Xiuyuan also warned the mother and son not to be impatient. The road to spiritual practice is long, and the most taboo thing is to have an unstable mood.
He even wanted to help the mother and son in front of him break through to the realm of foundation building before leaving.
Let the two of them practice on their own in the long years.
After all, for monks, going from Qi gathering to foundation building is indeed a big threshold. It is even as dangerous as Yuanying breaking through the realm and being distracted.
These days, he has engraved a magic circle on the stone wall of the courtyard. If nothing happens, it will provide absolute protection for the mother and son even a hundred years later.
With his current level of cultivation, even the great monks in this world would not be able to break the formation in front of him.
The current Li Xiuyuan is no longer the young man in the wild Ding'an City.
Yuezhi City is really big. The two of them walked around for an hour. Xiaohu, who was already a young monk, also complained that he couldn't walk anymore and clamored to go home.
Although the prosperous ancient city in front of you is not as majestic as Ding'an City, it is not small. It seems that the Xiongnu Chanyu conquered this place as his own dynasty.
In fact, the wars in Yuezhi City have been too frequent in the past few decades, and the people and soldiers are deeply tired of wars.
It happened that Chanyu drove away the Yuezhi tribe, and then things gradually settled down.
But this place is far away from Da Qin.
In the eyes of King Qin, it would be a great blessing to be able to defend the land within the Great Wall from being harassed by the Xiongnu.
Seeing that it was getting late, it was already past noon.
The two ate two bowls of beef noodles at a roadside noodle stall and packed some soy sauce beef. Li Xiuyuan wiped Xiaohu's mouth, then stood up and held his hand and walked back.
Xiaohu wants to take a carriage, but Li Xiuyuan disagrees.
Looking at him, he said seriously: "When I was young, my husband told me that walking is also a kind of spiritual practice. It's only a short distance to the west of the city. Let's walk back slowly. You are a monk now."
Xiaohu thought it made sense, so he took Li Xiuyuan's hand and walked forward.
While asking: "Is the beef you bought for Xiaohu's mother?"
Li Xiuyuan laughed: "There are so many, I'm afraid everyone can't finish them after two meals. If you like to eat, we can go shopping again in a few days."
Upon hearing this, Xiaohu narrowed his eyes and laughed: "Mr. is the best."
Li Xiuyuan looked at a dark cloud floating in the sky and said calmly: "If you practice your sword well, read and write, I will agree to whatever you want to buy."
He saw the shadow of his younger brothers and sisters in Xiao Hu, and for this reason, he was not afraid to pamper this little guy more.
After all, when he rescued Xiaohu from the killer that night, the guy was just like a frightened, pitiful kitten.
If he hadn't happened to pass by, he would have died under the knife of the Ma family monk who turned into a killer.
Thinking of this, Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but sigh slightly, thinking, could this be the reason why the God of Destiny wanted to come to Daqin on his own?
Do you want to have a deeper understanding of the suffering of sentient beings living at the lowest level under the way of heaven?
For example, Meng Jiang, who failed to find her husband in the Great Wall, such as the young master Su who will become the soul of the female official killer, such as the mother and son in front of her who were almost killed by the killer's knife?
Xiaohu's eyes narrowed slightly and he chuckled: "Don't worry, sir, the skills you taught Xiaohu will never be forgotten even if he is beaten to death."
Li Xiuyuan touched his head and smiled: "Remember, the skills you learn are for yourself."
Just when the two were about to turn the corner of the long street, a group of Huns were chasing them not far away. In just a moment, they had caught up not far behind them.
The person who came was wearing different clothes, not like the man in black that Li Xiuyuan had seen before.
A total of ten people came. Li Xiuyuan took a quick look and saw that although these guys were ferocious, there was only one Jindan realm monk, and the others were just ordinary mortals.
A young man with an animal skin around his waist looked at Li Xiuyuan and shouted coldly: "We have some things to deal with, sir. Please don't do anything."
Li Xiuyuan pulled Xiaohu, who was trembling slightly with an angry look on his face, and asked calmly: "Are these your family members? Do you want me to drive them away for you?"
"No! Mr. Xiaohu wants to beat them with his own hands!" Xiaohu clenched his fists.
The middle-aged man in the Golden Core Realm looked a little ugly. After all, his master wanted to take Xiaohu back. If he slipped away again, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to explain it.
However, the six young people and three teenagers around him didn't think so.
In their eyes, Xiaohu was just like an ant, and anyone could beat him up and take him back.
Li Xiuyuan thought for a while, then took a sword and handed it to Xiaohu: "Since I'm not your family, let's do it. Don't waste time. We still have to go home."
Xiaohu didn't expect that his husband actually supported him. He took a deep breath while holding the sword, circulated the few true energy in his Dantian, and nodded quietly.
Li Xiuyuan pointed at the middle-aged man and said, "You stay here, you can do whatever else you want." After more than ten days of sword practice, he also sparred with Xiaohu when he had nothing to do. Although Xiaohu is small at the moment, once his true energy circulates, I believe he can withstand the attacks of these guys.
Just like he taught Hua Chenyu how to kill wolves, he wants Xiaohu to face his enemies from now on!
Xiaohu roared angrily: "Sir, let them go and let's see how Xiaohu handles them."
The middle-aged man trembled with anger when he heard the conversation between the two, and said to the nine people behind him: "Go and take this guy back. If he resists, kill him!"
The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment and then made murderous intent.
If he can't be captured alive, even if he kills him, he must not let this kid escape from under his nose again.
"Brothers, come on, kill this kid!"
With a bang, the nine people immediately drew out the long knives at their waists and quickly surrounded Xiaohu.
Xiaohu thought about what he and his mother had suffered over the years, and suddenly became extremely irritable. He shouted: "Fuck you, don't block my way!"
He was in a bad mood, and he remembered the night when he and his mother met the killer. He wanted to imitate his teacher and kill the wolf with one sword!
"Come with us, dear, and we'll let you go!"
A young man came over, put his hand on Xiaohu's shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Don't force us to do it, otherwise you will die ugly!"
The irritated Xiaohu couldn't suppress his anger, and finally burst out. He slashed out the long sword in his hand and shouted: "Death!"
Dang dang dang, the swords in their hands clashed in an instant. The young man's arm went numb and he actually took two steps back.
"kill him!"
The young man did not expect that Xiaohu actually dared to resist, and he immediately issued a murderous intention to his companions.
Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go!
Just in an instant, nine swords formed an airtight wall and forced themselves towards Xiaohu. The oldest was twenty-five years old, and the youngest was thirteen years old.
In Li Xiuyuan's eyes, this was a proper use of the big to bully the small, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to kill them all.
Since childhood, he has hated killer bandits, as well as gang fights and bullying of small ones!
"You all deserve to die!"
Xiaohu, in anger, slashed out a sword with a not very skilled sword technique in his hand. The sword light shone for a moment and slashed towards the wall of swords surrounded by nine people.
"Click!" a sound sounded!
Just like the little tiger down the mountain, the little tiger holding a long sword rushed into the crowd and scolded him before the young man had time to react.
I saw a flash of sword light, the long sword was unsheathed, and it cut the snow with one strike!
Everything was just a momentary change, but it brought an astonishing effect. Before the young man who rushed up could stabilize his figure, he covered his neck and fell heavily to the ground!
A bloody arrow spread on the ground in an instant. The young man with the animal skin around his waist pointed at Xiaohu with a dead look. He couldn't even say a word before he lost his breath.
With one sword, Xiaohu killed his enemy!
"It's murder! Brothers, come together and kill this kid!"
"Kill them! Don't let me live, kill them!"
The remaining eight people holding swords were shocked, angry, and even screamed. The little tiger with eyes like ants dared to kill people.
Xiaohu, who was killing people for the first time, was not afraid. There was a hint of madness and excitement in his eyes!
He wants to be a man who stands up to his mother, he will never let his husband down, he wants to be the king of Yuezhi City!
In a frightened moment, the remaining eight people immediately divided into three groups. The three teenagers in front formed a circle and rushed towards Xiaohu!
"Kill this boy!"
At this time, Xiaohu had already killed him, and his mind was filled with images of being bullied over the years. He was holding a long sword and silently watching the three people rushing towards him!
At this moment, the three teenagers in his eyes were three wild wolves that suddenly jumped out of the desert!
If the wolf doesn't die, he will!
