One night passed, and King Shanyu and the military advisor could not find a proper solution. They could only wait a few more days, hoping that God would give them good news.
Li Xiuyuan, who got up early, practiced sword practice for an hour, while Xiaohu was still snoozing.
However, Mrs. Yan was startled when she got up. After washing up, she found Li Xiuyuan and asked blankly, "Sir, I seem to have become more powerful."
Just a pot of spiritual tea from the Tianshan Mountains, watered with the snow water of the Tianshan Mountains and the sacred water from the depths of the Styx River, allowed Yan to break through three layers in a night.
Standing at the eighth level of Qi Gathering, Li Xiuyuan was very satisfied.
"Don't worry." Li Xiuyuan nodded and said, "Only when you become stronger can you face more storms in the world."
Li Xiuyuan didn't ask who the guys who came to cause trouble yesterday were. In his opinion, since Yan didn't tell, it was her and Xiaohu's secret.
Everyone has his own secrets, his more.
Because all the forces in Yuezhi City are not within his sight, this world does not pose a threat to him, because even the existence of several secrets cannot affect his state of mind.
A flash of surprise flashed across Yan's face. Although she didn't see Li Xiuyuan's power yesterday, her power had grown much stronger overnight, which made her even more surprised.
Li Xiuyuan in front of him had obviously expected this, and even the Yan family was worried about him and Xiaohu.
"Sir, can Xiaohu and I become stronger?"
Yan's voice was very nice. After breaking through the realm, the woman no longer had the shyness before, but she showed the frankness unique to the Hu people.
Li Xiuyuan nodded and replied: "Xiaohu is still young, but he can't break through the realm as quickly as you."
"Is Xiaohu considered Mr.'s disciple?" Yushi continued to ask softly.
Li Xiuyuan was startled when he heard this, and then replied with a faint smile: "Whatever you say, it won't affect my teaching him how to read, read, and practice swordsmanship."
Li Xiuyuan has no obsession with the master-disciple relationship.
Since he first met his husband in Fengyun City, he has met countless teachers and masters along the way, but he has never cared about it.
He didn't even care about Zhang Liang and Shuzi, let alone the Yan family and Xiaohu mother and son in front of him.
Mrs. Yan sighed and said leisurely: "When you come back from the grotto, find a day for Xiao Huxing to become your teacher. No matter how long your husband stays here, you will always be his teacher."
Li Xiuyuan smiled lightly and said, "You don't have to worry about it so clearly. I don't know how long I have to stay in the grotto. I might not be able to come back until it snows."
"Don't be afraid. With my husband here, I won't be worried even if Xiaohu comes back in the spring."
Ms. Yan took a gentle breath. In her opinion, maybe in the spring, she might be as powerful as some of the men in the tribe.
At that time, with her great formation, who would dare to embarrass her?
"Mom, little tiger is hungry."
While he was talking, Xiaohu jumped in, threw himself into Yan's arms, looked at Li Xiuyuan and asked, "Sir, does Xiaohu still want to practice sword practice today?"
Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said, "I won't practice sword practice today. Let's go for a walk outside the city."
Ms. Yan stood up and pulled Xiaohu out of the living room, while complaining: "I wonder why I didn't wash up before coming out? I'll have breakfast later and ask my husband to take you to see the Bodhisattva."
"Do you want to go with Xiaohu?"
"If Mom doesn't go, Mom will stay here to look after the house."
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The autumn wind stirred up the yellow sand. Mrs. Yan had already prepared a veil to wrap around the little tiger's mouth and nose, and handed the prepared dry food to Li Xiuyuan.
The two of them got on the carriage and headed out of the city. Xiaohu waved to Yan and said, "Mom, I'll go take a look and come back."
The young tiger left his mother for the first time. He felt extremely reluctant to leave, but he also felt a little uncontrollable excitement because there was a god-like gentleman beside him. He doesn't feel scared.
The driver is the guy that Yan hired before. He is quite familiar with the road to the grotto last year.
Quite, after all, city dwellers come here from time to time to see the giant Buddha and Bodhisattva in the grotto.
Xiaohu looked at the scenery outside the window, pulled Li Xiuyuan's sleeve and asked, "Sir, are we going to see the Buddha in the mountains?"
"That's right, we're bored in the city, so let's go out and walk around." Li Xiuyuan replied quietly.
"Well, I seem to have been here with my mother before." Xiaohu laughed.
It didn't take long for the carriage to arrive at the foot of the mountain. Li Xiuyuan jumped out of the carriage, hugged Xiao Hu and came down and said to the waiter: "Go back, don't worry about us."
The guy nodded and asked, "Do you want me to pick you up in a few days?"
"No, I don't know when I will return to the city." Waving his hand, Li Xiuyuan took Xiaohu's hand and walked up the mountain.
The mountains are not high, there are few trees, and there are long stretches of yellow sand everywhere.
After entering the mountain gate and walking forward, I saw a narrow valley in front of me, with a huge stone leaning against the stone wall, like a natural barrier.
There are several lines of characters carved on the stone wall of the mountain gate that even Li Xiuyuan does not recognize.
"Sir, mother said this is called Thousand Buddha Cave." Xiaohu said softly.
"Can you recognize the characters on this?" Li Xiuyuan looked up at these strange fonts and murmured, "Did your mother teach you this?"
Xiaohu nodded: "My mother taught me how to read, but I can't recognize all the words. It seems that my mother knows a lot."
Quietly looking at the words on the stone wall, Li Xiuyuan said thoughtfully: "Those who are like me are all Dharma doors. Go deep into the mountains and meditate on the Buddha's way. You can also see that you are free from desire and always free."
"What do you mean?" Xiaohu didn't understand.
"All methods are related to cultivation. Although the words are different, the purpose is the same." Li Xiuyuan explained to him softly.
The two of them continued to go in, and when they reached the bottom of the cliff, they saw a line of large characters carved on a stone wall by the side of the road that the little tiger couldn't express a feeling.
The font is a variant. The entire word is painted with a layer of red paint, and there are a few lines of small words below it, giving people a mysterious and weird feeling.
The bang was like a thunder on Li Xiuyuan's head. He looked at the line of words on the stone wall and was speechless.
"Can you recognize what this word is?" Li Xiuyuan murmured to himself.
Xiaohu took a serious look, then moved his lips slightly and recited a verse that Li Xiuyuan was most familiar with.
In an instant, Li Xiuyuan had an illusion.
It seemed as if he had returned to the Great Buddhist Temple at the foot of Tianshan Mountain outside Fengyun City, where the old master monk had softly recited the Six-Character Sutra in his ear.
But it was a line of large characters on the stone wall in front of me.
Seeing the words was like seeing the teacher and seeing the Buddha. Two lines of tears fell on Li Xiuyuan's face. He didn't know whether the old monk went to the Buddhist country after his ascension or to a temple on Xujing Mountain.
Xiaohu looked a little frightened when he saw his husband. He pulled his sleeve and asked, "Sir, did Xiaohu read it wrong? How about we ask the old monk in the grotto."
Li Xiuyuan shook his head and moved the corners of his mouth, but said nothing for a long time.
What the two of them didn't know was that when Li Xiuyuan was reciting the scriptures on the stone wall, the Buddhas on the wall somewhere in the grotto instantly opened their eyes and silently stared at this wanderer from the heavens.
At this moment, the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas who had been sleeping for hundreds of years suddenly woke up.
There was a faint golden light shining in the grotto, which made the great monk who was sitting in it feel something. He silently stared at the Buddhas on the stone wall and murmured: "I saw the Buddha again, praising all the Dharma Kings with thousands of verses." .”
The spiritual consciousness released by Li Xiuyuan outside the grotto saw the Buddha's light emerging in the cave, and he couldn't help but stop and admire, and his heart was happy.
He murmured, "I saw the Bodhisattva again, meditating with his palms together."
"Amitabha, how good, how good! I didn't expect that the phoenix circled the moon last night, and today we welcomed two donors..."
Just as the two were thinking about moving forward, a kind voice sounded not far ahead.
Looking up, I saw a fat monk standing at some unknown time.
Outside the grotto door not far from the two of them.
"Good luck to the great monk." Xiaohu stepped forward and saluted the fat monk.
Li Xiuyuan looked at the fat monk in front of him, who was not much different from senior brother Mingjue in Prajna Temple, and sighed secretly in his heart.
Xindao, the monk of all heavens, is indeed still the same, just like the monk Buli by the Tongtian River.
Taking a step forward, Li Xiuyuan chuckled and said, "I didn't expect that there really are monks in Da Qin?"
The fat monk clasped his hands and asked, "May I ask if the donor is also a Buddhist? If not, where did he acquire such exquisite Buddhist teachings?"
Li Xiuyuan held Xiaohu's hand and looked at the cave hidden in the long yellow sand. He shook his head and said, "Yes and no, Buddhism is everywhere. You can practice it if you want."
The fat monk was startled again when he heard this. He looked at Li Xiuyuan for a long time and was speechless.
After thinking for a while, he smiled and said: "It turns out that senior brother is really a god and Buddha who travels in the world. I'm sorry, please come in and have a cup of crude tea."
Xiaohu looked at the fat monk with a confused look on his face.
He turned to Li Xiuyuan and said, "Are you also a god and Buddha? Why didn't you practice in this grotto instead of going to the desert to save the little tiger?"
"I am not the gods and Buddhas yet, the great monk in front of me is... Remember, you don't have to practice Buddhism in a temple, you can do it at home."
Li Xiuyuan took Xiaohu's hand and followed the fat monk inside. The voice he spoke was like a Sanskrit sound coming from the nine heavens.
The fat monk walking in front seemed to have fallen into a dream when he heard this.
Standing motionless in front of the grotto, a faint Buddha's light surged around him, gradually filling the air towards the two of them.
Xiaohu looked at everything in front of him and was so scared that he covered his mouth with one hand. He looked up at Li Xiuyuan and asked with his eyes what was happening in front of him?
Li Xiuyuan lowered his head and whispered a few words in his ear. The little guy nodded thoughtfully with a knowing smile on his face.
At this moment, in the little guy's heart, his husband is much more powerful than the great monk who is like a god and Buddha in front of him.
In this way, he was naturally happy.
After nearly a quarter of an hour, another golden light shone beside the fat monk, like a dream.
Before Xiaohu could take a closer look, the golden light disappeared instantly.
Looking at the fat monk who opened his eyes, Li Xiuyuan said with a smile: "Congratulations to Senior Brother Chao Wen Dao. The day of escape from the sea of suffering is getting closer. It is really gratifying."
Xiaohu couldn't understand a word of what Li Xiuyuan said, so he had to hold his husband's hand quietly.
The fat monk clasped his hands in salute, with an excited expression on his face, and murmured: "I am stupid, and I got to meet my senior brother for enlightenment today, and I feel really happy."
Li Xiuyuan waved his hand and said with a faint smile: "Everyone who practices cultivation always hopes to cross the other side one day. If my senior brother can stay safe in the present, why bother worrying about when he will attain enlightenment?"
The fat monk lowered his head and thought for a while, then laughed and said, "That's right. The time has not come yet, so there is no rush."
Xiaohu squinted and said with a smile: "Sir, where is the opportunity? When is the opportunity?"
Li Xiuyuan touched his head and replied: "Timing, Buddhism says that timing is enlightenment. Some truths that are usually difficult to understand can only be overcome by enlightenment."
The fat monk heard the words and praised again: "It takes only one to realize it and break it. Brother, you are so kind."
Li Xiuyuan pointed at the little tiger next to him, looked at the fat monk and said, "Brother, what do you think of my disciple?"
The fat monk thought for a while and replied quietly: "I think this little guy is smart and sensible, and has a bright future. It's a pity that his path is not in Buddhism."
Li Xiuyuan sighed softly when he heard this: "May I ask the monk, where is the road?"
