Li Xiuyuan looked at the old man's appearance and said in a serious voice: "Master, don't talk. Drink two cups of spiritual tea first."
The old man was not polite, he held the spiritual tea in his hand and drank it one sip after another.
Quietly, Li Xiuyuan served him a second cup of spiritual tea.
Then he said quietly: "A senior once gave me something, practice is like eating and drinking water. Sometimes when you realize it, it breaks."
The old man nodded, but said nothing.
Watching the old man slowly closing his eyes after drinking two cups of spiritual tea, Li Xiuyuan got up and walked to the room where he lived.
Looking at the verses written by the slightly young and thin golden body on the wall, I couldn't help but smile bitterly, thinking that if it wasn't for my amnesia.
In any case, it is impossible to modify another font.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but take the pen, ink, paper and inkstone from the bookshelf, find a blank volume, and lay it quietly on the table.
If the master breaks through the realm after hearing the truth, then he won't have to worry about it for the next hundred years. But the sister Feng Ruyu in Yuqiong Pavilion, and the disciple Youruo from Tianxiang Academy...
But right now, he doesn't have any magic medicine, and he doesn't know when he will return.
After much deliberation, he could only copy down the volume of Buddhist scriptures that the old Taoist priest had given him.
Even if it can't help the two women's cultivation, it is the best to learn the Tao and cultivate their minds.
So, with the half cup of spiritual tea in his hand, Li Xiuyuan quietly rubbed a thick layer of ink.
Then, within the two hours when the old man attained enlightenment, he copied a volume of Buddhist scriptures, stroke by stroke.
Fortunately, the Buddhist scriptures that the old Taoist priest gave him to cultivate his mind were not similar to the Ksitigarbha Sutra. Otherwise, he would have spent five days and five nights on it, and he would have been powerless in the end.
Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but smile proudly as he looked at the Buddhist sutra in his hand, which was a fusion of two different fonts and two different sword auras.
His sword intention between the lines was sent and received from his heart, and he wanted Feng Ruyu to see the two sword intentions in the Buddhist scriptures, so he wrote the sword intention on it.
Instead of hiding it.
After copying a volume of scripture, he took out a seal he had re-engraved and took down the cinnabar from the bookshelf.
Dropped on the homepage: It’s like I’m going back, it’s like I was here.
Then he pressed the seal heavily on the cinnabar and printed his latest signature under the two lines of words.
Putting away the seals and Buddhist scriptures, Li Xiuyuan walked around the yard again. Finally, after thinking about it, he decided to go out and see the wine shop that no longer sold wine.
But I heard the old man under the eaves sigh quietly, and black clouds rolled in from the sky above Tianyu City.
Li Xiuyuan exclaimed: "Master, you can't break the rules in the city."
Before the old man fully woke up from his epiphany, he heard Li Xiuyuan's scream.
He was so frightened that he flew over, blew up a breeze and said: "Accompany my master out of the city to survive the tribulation."
After speaking, the master and the two flew away outside Tianyu City in an instant.
While he was still in the air, Li Xiuyuan stuffed a magic talisman into the old man's hand and warned: "Remember, stick it on your head for the last thunderbolt."
"Boom!"
Above the nine heavens, bursts of calamity thunder are about to fall. The calamity in the Mahayana realm can easily destroy a city.
At this moment, the earth in Tianyu City was trembling.
Countless elders sent messages to find out who was so bold and dared to survive the catastrophe of the Fusion Realm in Tianyu City.
Until now, there are only two monks in the Mahayana realm in Tianyu City.
So a group of elders decided that this was probably the catastrophe that the elder had suffered at the late stage of the combined body realm.
The master and apprentice flew nearly fifty miles out of Tianyu City, and could no longer go forward...
Because, the first tribulation thunder is about to fall.
So, Mo Wuxin had no choice but to hurriedly choose a stone flat on the edge of a large lake. He raised his head and just glanced at the sky, then "Boom!" and was hit by a thunderbolt.
Li Xiuyuan was speechless when he saw that his master was not paying attention and his head was covered with blood.
Xindao, why are you a monk in the late stage of the Fusion Realm? A master who is only one step away from breaking through the realm, how can you still be injured by the first calamity thunder?
Despite this, he still sat on the edge of the woods a hundred feet away and waited.
Thinking about it carefully, it seems that he has never seen a master of the Mahayana Realm overcome the heavenly tribulation. At that time, he only witnessed Guiguzi breaking through the void and ascending outside the wild Great Wall.
The cultivation levels of the two are different. Compared with Tianyu City, Manhuang is still far behind.
Just when the old man took a magical elixir to fight against the calamity, Tianyu City was already in chaos... Countless monks speculated on which elder was overcoming the calamity.
In Yuqiong Pavilion, a middle-aged man, who is also Feng Ruyu's uncle, is communicating with Feng Ruyu from Tianxiang City.
The middle-aged man said: "Counting Tianyu City, only Elder Mo from the wine shop is about to break through the tribulation. You haven't been back for a long time, do you want to come back and have a look?"
At this time, Feng Ruyu was already at a very young age. He was stunned for a moment while holding a cup of spiritual tea.
Then he thought about it and replied, "That's okay. I have to call the girl from Tianxiang Academy. Last time, she said she wanted to go to her master and ask for spiritual wine."
The middle-aged man said calmly: "If Elder Mo breaks through, he is a cultivation level above Mahayana. He is the third person in Tianyu City combined..."
Feng Ruyu smiled thoughtfully: "I should pay him a visit both in public and private matters."
After finishing the message transmission with her uncle, Feng Ruyu knocked on Youruo's message jade.
At this time, Youruo and Xun'er were squatting by the lake grilling fish. Youruo burned the fire, and Xun'er caught the fish.
It's been a long time since the two of them went crazy like this.
Looking at the roasted meat dripping with oil, Youruo smiled and said, "Xun'er, don't forget to sprinkle spices and salt on it."
Before Xun'er could reply, the sound transmission jade on her body rang, but it was Feng Ruyu's voice that sounded: "Sister Youruo, I plan to go to Tianyu City tomorrow..."
Youruo was surprised when she heard this, and then nodded: "Sister, I will find you early tomorrow morning, and then we will go together."
Feng Ruyu smiled: "If your master is really in trouble, just act coquettishly with him and ask him to cancel the punishment for your Tianxiang Academy."
Upon hearing this, Youruo said with a grimace: "It has been ten years, and Master's anger should have disappeared."
Feng Ruku chuckled and said, "Then go and coax him, and maybe you can get a few bottles of ten-year-old wine back."
You Ruo chuckled and stopped talking.
Then he looked at Xun'er who was sprinkling salt on the grilled fish and asked: "Xun'er, I'm going to Tianyu City tomorrow, do you want to come with me?"
"Go ahead, stay here and get bored."
Xun'er clapped her hands and smiled: "Just in time, I asked Elder Mo for a jar of spiritual wine. I haven't drank it in ten years."
"Ten years..."
Youruo said in a daze: "The poem my master wrote to Sister Feng is still hanging in Yuqiong Pavilion..."
The calamity thunder outside Tianyu City kept falling, and many curious monks on Tianjie and Jade Street rushed out of the city.
Some want to join in the fun and see who can survive the tribulation.
Some people want to take advantage of the people who are going through the tribulation when they are weak to rob them and then kill them, which is also common.
In a certain courtyard on Jade Street, an old man in black suddenly flew out, with a bamboo hat on his head and a veil covering his face, heading towards the direction of the thunder falling outside the city.
Mo Wuxin, who was under the tribulation thunder, had already survived the first round of nine tribulation thunders. At Li Xiuyuan's reminder, he took out a small pot of spiritual wine and took a few sips.
The old man looked at Li Xiuyuan not far away, watching him suddenly take a wooden bow in his hand.
At that moment, he couldn't help but ask: "Xiuyuan, are you afraid that someone will come and take advantage of the situation? By the way, is the talisman you gave me useful? Can it withstand the last thunder?"
Li Xiuyuan shook his head, looked at the billowing black clouds in the sky and sighed.
He also didn't expect that he would return to Tianjie for no reason, and within a few hours after returning, the master would break through the tribulation.
The monks in Tianyu City are not fuel-efficient lamps. Even the monks in Dazhou can do this, let alone the elders in Tianjie.
After thinking for a while, he replied: "Master, don't be afraid, I'm watching. That talisman can protect you from death when the last thunderbolt falls..."
"Boom!" There was a sound, and before the two of them could say anything else, the second round of tribulation thunder had already fallen.
Li Xiuyuan ignored the old man's miserable appearance under the thunder. He couldn't control it. This was a heavenly disaster in the Mahayana realm, and there was no way he could intervene.
Back then, when he didn't know whether to live or die in the prehistoric world, he shared half of the calamity for Yuwen Liuli. That was because he still had the body of a divine dragon and the body of a phoenix.
Now that these two magical powers of body protection have left him, what can he use to carry them?
However, he did not take any time off. Instead, he circled around the old man outside the scope of the calamity.
Since a group of monks and elders in Tianyu City couldn't stay idle, he couldn't let these people harm his master.
In his opinion, the monk who became an oriole under the catastrophe is no different from the killers and bandits in his eyes, and is even more hateful than the bandits.
After all, sometimes bandits only want money but not their lives.
But Huang Que, who was under the catastrophe, wanted to kill the monk every minute, then quickly left after robbing him for a while.
So, under the tribulation thunders that destroyed the world, a young man ignored the tribulation thunders in front of him and walked step by step outside the range of the tribulation thunders.
The old man no longer cared about what his disciple was busy with, he was concentrating on fighting against the ruthless thunderstorms that fell one after another.
Just a dozen tribulation thunders fell, and the old man's skin and flesh were already torn, and blood dripped onto the bluestone on the ground.
Until the second round of nine tribulation lightning strikes was completed, Li Xiuyuan surrounded the old man three times.
At the moment, he couldn't wave his hands to form a formation, but he spent some time setting up a simple formation in front of the old man.
With his current cultivation level, it is not too difficult to deal with the elders of Tianyu City.
The distance from Tianyu City to here is only the time of a cup of tea.
The murderous intention has already traveled dozens of miles and reached here.
Go back and sit under the old tree on the edge of the woods.
At first glance, the young man in a black shirt with a smile on his face, sitting like a tree, has become one with the old tree.
You can't tell whether it is an old tree or a young tree.
Even if the elders and monks from Tianyu City come, they will never feel any fear, let alone feel a trace of murderous intent.
They would only think that the short-haired young man in black shirt was just a young monk from that temple who got lost in the mountains.
Sitting under the old tree, Li Xiuyuan looked at the old man a hundred feet away. The old man was holding a wine flask and taking a few more sips of the spirit wine.
For the last round of Tribulation Thunder, he had to maintain enough physical strength.
Next to Li Xiuyuan was a wooden bow with a simple meaning, which represented his absolute respect for the elders of Tianyu City.
In his opinion, perhaps only Qilin Jin is worthy of these elders and monks in the Fusion Realm.
Coupled with the talisman arrows in his hands, it should be able to prevent these guys from doing what they do.
At the moment, he is just a small tree next to an old tree. If you don't look carefully, you really won't find anyone under the tree. There is a cold murderous look in his eyes.
Except for the old man in the midst of the tribulation, I am afraid no one can truly feel the murderous intention hidden at the edge of the woods.
He couldn't even feel the magic circle around the old man.
Li Xiuyuan hid all his murderous intent. He didn't even smile anymore. He was neither sad nor happy at the moment, just waiting for the last round of thunder to fall.
When the old man looked up at the black clouds in the sky, his whole heart suddenly contracted and his whole chest collapsed inward.
His whole body suddenly twitched and then stiffened.
The tribulation thunder in the sky has changed from black tribulation thunder to golden. The black tribulation thunder and the golden divine thunder overlap without any difference.
The overlapping tribulation thunder is also the divine thunder that destroys the world.
