After drinking two glasses of spiritual wine, the two of them were not in a hurry to drink Tianshan spiritual tea.
Instead, Yun Tianhong told him about Monk Buli and Yuwen Liuli, as well as Yun Ziyi and Ouyang Xiayun.
Monk Buli and the little princess from Phoenix City became addicted to practicing by the Tongtian River, and were about to reach the late stage of the Fusion Realm.
The Ouyang family in Yinchuan City decided to hold a wedding for Ouyang Xiayun and Yun Ziyi after they both entered the fusion state.
For Yun Tianhong, this is not a troublesome matter.
Everything depends on the efforts of the two of them, and she will not do anything to encourage others.
Looking at a cold plum tree outside the window, Yun Tianhong said calmly: "As you wish, the little princess of Phoenix City is now the junior sister in purple."
When Li Xiuyuan heard this, he couldn't help but have a weird smile on his face.
After thinking for a while, he asked: "Have you ever thought that Yuwen Liuli's cultivation level has surpassed that of the senior sister above, and she may inherit your mantle one day in the future?"
"Senior and the old monk have their hearts set on the heavens. How can they stay in this world forever to practice?"
Li Xiuyuan chuckled: "At that time, how do you want Ziyi and the others to feel?"
Yun Tianhong didn't expect that Li Xiuyuan had already thought of a certain day in the future for her, and she couldn't help but giggle at the moment.
He replied: "I gave all my disciples the opportunity. If it comes to the moment when I want to leave, as long as Liuli becomes a saint, even if it turns into a mortal, then you can't blame me as the master, right?"
Li Xiuyuan nodded, agreeing with her statement.
After all, whether it is the little princess of Phoenix City or his master Nalan Ruoyu, he hopes that these two people can learn about the Tao and one day realize the power of the law.
"Where is my master? Is it possible for her to transform into a mortal once she hears the Tao, or skip the realm of mortal transformation?"
Li Xiuyuan thought for a while and asked: "Or, can you use my cold plum tea from outside the world to let her hear it again?"
Yun Tianhong frowned slightly after hearing this.
After a long time, he sighed and said, "We can only try."
The two were silent for a long time before Yun Tianhong asked: "How long can you stay this time?"
"I don't know either!"
Li Xiuyuan spread his hands: "It may be one day, it may be two days, maybe in the next moment, I have to leave this place."
"Before I leave, I still want to ask senior about my swordsmanship training."
Having said this, Li Xiuyuan explained seriously: "I'm afraid this is the reason why I can come to this world."
Yun Tianhong sighed and replied: "Meishan Sword Technique is only suitable for women to practice. I can only give you some suggestions. I'm afraid I can't help you."
Li Xiuyuan thought of Senior Sister Meishan whom he met on the Tongtian River, as well as the swordsmanship of Yun Ziyi and others, and could only shake his head gently.
Just as the female saint said, Meishan swordsmanship is not suitable for him.
Seeing Li Xiuyuan's distressed look, Yun Tianhong thought for a moment and asked, "Didn't you practice the body of stars with Old Man Meng in Baiyun Holy Land?"
"Why not try the Star Sword Technique? That is even more terrifying than my Meishan Sword Technique."
Thinking of this, Yun Tianhong couldn't help but ask: "Is it possible that you haven't practiced the body of stars in these years?"
Shaking his head, Li Xiuyuan smiled bitterly and said, "Don't even think about it until I resolve a certain cause and effect."
"Where's your sword? Let's take a look."
Yun Tianhong has always been curious about Li Xiuyuan's sword, but she has never had a chance to mention it to him. Today, she finally talked about swordsmanship, and she wanted to take a look at this sword.
Li Xiuyuan shook his head again: "I can't see it. I was imprisoned by my master. The swords I use now are the most common iron swords in that world."
In fact, he wanted to say that he got his swords from bandits and killers.
Later, Xiao Hei, Xiao Hu and Shu Zi became just like him.
He always has countless swords on his body, all stolen from killers and bandits.
Yun Tianhong thought for a while and replied: "It seems that the place you are in is really interesting. I also want to visit it."
"What's so interesting? In order to compete for the throne, the younger brother can shoot his own brothers on the street and seize his younger brother's wife..."
"It was a dark yet glorious history, one of insatiable greed and twisted human nature."
Li Xiuyuan sighed and replied: "And I want to complete the half of the unfinished calamity in a place like this."
For Li Xiuyuan, Datang, which originally seemed to him to be ordinary, would be spent in boredom, and unexpectedly he would meet Sanzang and Juier.
In this way, it is impossible to fear loneliness.
It’s been a long road, but there seems to be some hope.
"Hang!" sounded, and Yun Tianhong took out a fine steel sword and quietly placed it in front of Li Xiuyuan.
He said seriously: "You are not suitable for practicing Meishan Sword Technique, but I can practice with you a few times."
"How to practice?"
Li Xiuyuan picked up the iron sword, and suddenly felt a chill. He secretly thought that it was indeed a good sword.
Yun Tianhong did not immediately take him to practice a few tricks in the wind and snow, but asked thoughtfully: "Your archery skills are also good. Tell me, what do you think the highest level of archery skills is?"
Speaking of archery, Li Xiuyuan suddenly felt refreshed and said with a smile: "When I was practicing archery, my husband told me that the highest level of archery is to shoot wherever your heart can see."
Nodding, Yun Tianhong asked: "Can you do it?"
Shaking his head, Li Xiuyuan smiled bitterly and said, "I thought I had done it before, but then I discovered that I could see further, so this is an endless practice."
Yun Tianhong didn't expect Li Xiuyuan to think like this, and his heart suddenly lit up.
Xindao is afraid that even a few of his disciples, such as the monk Buli by the river, would not have such thoughts.
As he stretched out his hand, he saw the snowflakes falling outside the window flying towards Yun Tianhong. At this time, the jade-like fingers of the female saint seemed to be a bit colder than the snowflakes outside the window.
The snowflakes still look crystal clear.
"Watch it!"
Yun Tianhong said softly, and she flicked her jade fingers, and the snowflakes between her fingers instantly turned into a cold sword energy and slashed out the window.
"Crack!" There was a sound, but it was a peach tree not far away, and an old branch fell to the ground.
Li Xiuyuan frowned and asked, "Is this a sword made of energy, or a sword made of matter? Or is it controlled by energy?"
He secretly asked himself, in his opinion, if he could turn the sound of the piano into a sword, he could do this without being imprisoned in his cultivation.
However, the female saint's cultivation is even more terrifying. You must know that this snowflake is not even a drop of water.
Not even as good as a petal or a fallen leaf.
Turning the weak snowflakes into a sword and cutting off the old branches of the peach tree, I am afraid only the female saint can do it.
Yun Tianhong shook his head: "Yes and no, it's just like you cutting snow. The difference is that the snow you cut is just soft and boneless, and it won't do any harm to you."
"You can think about it from another angle. When every snowflake in the sky is like this, shooting at you like an iron arrow, what will you do? How will the sword in your hand resist it?"
"This is one of them. Look further down."
After saying this, Yun Tianhong stretched out her hand again, and the flying snow outside the window flew like an elf and landed quietly in her palm.
"Look carefully."
This time, Yun Tianhong didn't make any move, and saw the crystal snowflake slowly rising from her palm.
Before Li Xiuyuan could react, he flew farther out the window with a "Whoosh!"
There was a "click", and apparently another peach tree was cut off from the branches by the snowflake sword... and fell into the snow.
While Li Xiuyuan was stunned, Yun Tianhong began to boil water and make tea.
He said calmly: "Do you think I am wielding the sword with energy? Or am I turning the sword into matter? Or... think about it carefully and answer me after you think about it."
Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said with a wry smile: "It doesn't seem to be the case. I admit that I can't understand this sword."
The snow water gradually boiled on the stove. Yun Tianhong picked up a few pieces of spiritual tea from Wuyu Tianshan from the small box and dropped it onto the purple sand in his hand.
A thin stream of snow water rushed into the purple sand in the boiling water.
In an instant, a cold fragrance of cold plums spread quietly everywhere.
Before smelling the tea, a cold fragrance entered his nose. Even Yun Tianhong couldn't help but exclaimed: "This fragrance is slightly different from the cold plums in Meishan."
Li Xiuyuan didn't say a word. He was thinking about where Yun Tianhong's snowflake-turned-sword came from?
Yun Tianhong was just the opposite. She was wondering what kind of thought it would take to plant cold-smelling plums.
Even before she took the Tianshan Spirit Tea into her mouth, she felt a different taste.
They are all snow-capped mountains and have winter plum blossoms.
But because the people who grow flowers and tea are different, and the world is different, there have been slight changes, and this change is exactly what she expected.
"Just like every swordsmanship has its differences, this spiritual tea and plum blossoms are the best. I really like that you can grow such spiritual tea."
Yun Tianhong smiled: "Look again, look carefully."
Without saying anything, the long sword in front of Li Xiuyuan slowly rose up. Before he could reach out to grab it, it turned into a stream of light and flew out of the window.
This time, the long sword flew farther like lightning, piercing the heavy snow and fog, and slashed towards a cedar tree several miles away in the mountains!
"Boom!" There was a sound, and Li Xiuyuan's consciousness followed closely behind the long sword and saw Xuesong being cut in half by the long sword.
"Whoosh!" With a sound, the long sword flew back from the snow-capped mountains in an instant as if it was spiritual.
When Li Xiuyuan held the long sword that flew back, he could still feel the trace of snow stains on the sword and the biting cold.
So he was deeply shocked. He wanted to learn such swordsmanship.
Yun Tianhong looked at Li Xiuyuan's stunned look, and proudly picked up the cup of spiritual tea in front of him, took a sip, and couldn't help but praise: "What a good tea!"
"Who can defend against such a sword?"
Different from what Yun Tianhong thought, what he thought was if he slashed such a sword from several miles away, would his enemy be able to escape?
Looking at the calm-looking female saint, Li Xiuyuan took a breath: "I want to learn."
Sighing, Yun Tianhong smiled: "Drink tea, don't wait for it to cool down."
Li Xiuyuan refused to give up and continued to ask: "What kind of sword technique is this? Using Qi to control the sword?"
Shaking his head, Yun Tianhong replied seriously: "It should be said that you use your thoughts, your consciousness, and all your heart and strength to drive this sword..."
"Similar to cutting snow with one strike of your sword, this is a long and boring practice. Moreover, you may not get anything in return for your efforts..."
After a pause, Yun Tianhong asked: "So, do you want to make a fruitless attempt?"
Except for Yun Tianhong, no one in Meishan practiced such sword-controlling skills. Even Yun Ziyi had to give up temporarily after learning it for several months.
Because this requires incredibly powerful spiritual consciousness and understanding, and the spiritual consciousness of Yun Ziyi and others is obviously lower than their own cultivation level, and they are simply unable to do what they want.
Li Xiuyuan took a deep breath, thinking that his vision was ultimately too short-sighted.
After practicing hard for so many years, I can only see the land three feet in front of me.
But the female saint in front of her could already shoot out her sword like an arrow and cut down cedar trees miles away!
At this moment, he made a decision, no matter how much time he spent or how much sweat he shed, he would learn this sword.
He raised his head, looked at Yun Tianhong and replied, "I want to try."
