Ye Zhiqiu, who originally wanted to make less apricot blossom cakes, made more this spring.
It turns out there is no other, because the old Taoist priest is here.
But the arrival of the old Taoist priest was for a reason that none of them could have imagined, until even Mr. Xiang rarely broke through.
The old Taoist priest looked at him and sighed softly.
He waved his hand and said: "I didn't expect that guy in the Tang Dynasty, still thinking about his master in Tianyu City, and finding time to come over to help him overcome the tribulation."
The gentleman has been confused about this matter. When he saw the old man mention it, he immediately asked: "Didn't you say that Ye'er is in a different world? How can he come to Tianyu City?"
The old Taoist priest shook his head: "Whether you believe it or not, I don't know."
After speaking, he pointed to Song Tianyu and Youruo who were sitting silently aside and said, "Ask them, it's because of what my disciple caused. I don't know how many people are thinking about the three families in Tianxiang City."
When Youruo heard this, he quickly said: "Master is right, Youruo was just a little bit worse and he got lost halfway."
Song Tianyu even smiled bitterly and said: "Husband, you may not believe it, but the old man from Jiangjun Mountain we met was just a few steps away from breaking through the last threshold of the Mahayana realm..."
Speaking of this, You Ruo couldn't help but said proudly: "Fortunately, the master gave his saint sword to You Ruo."
This time, even the gentleman was speechless.
Because he knew that there was no saint in this world at all, so he had no choice but to look at the old Taoist priest.
The old Taoist priest smiled lightly: "This has to start when he ascended on the Shura battlefield. Aren't you curious where he ascended to?"
"Is it possible that Ye'er went to Saint Continent?" the gentleman asked.
"That's right, his legs were broken when he crossed the black hole, and he struggled for two months on a mountain top filled with evil spirits..."
After taking a sip of the spiritual tea, the old Taoist priest smiled and said: "Who would have thought that by chance, he would be involved with two saints? This is also his own creation and has nothing to do with me."
"So the sword the master gave to Youruo was really a gift from the saint?"
Youruo covered her mouth and said, "It seems that this sword can't be taken out casually in the future."
The old Taoist priest laughed when he heard it: "That's not so valuable. Before your master went to Tianyu City, he first went to see the female saint. The female saint helped him descend the devil into the abyss and realize the Tao."
"Unfortunately, his spiritual sword was imprisoned, so the female saint had no choice but to give him a sword..."
The old Taoist priest sighed and said: "Even so, this is a sword used by a saint, and it is stained with the breath of a saint. It is not a sacred object that our world can possess."
Song Tianyu looked at his husband and sighed, and said quietly: "If it weren't for this saint's sword, I'm afraid I would have died together with that old man that day."
The gentleman was speechless for a moment and could not speak for a long time.
The old Taoist priest disagreed and smiled: "After all, you have gained the most from this trip... As long as you persevere, maybe when my disciple comes back, I can help you cross that threshold."
The husband was filled with emotion. He took Song Tianyu's hand and said softly: "Right now, whether it's the Apricot Blossom Valley or the Phoenix Valley, my wife has the highest level of cultivation."
The old Taoist priest interrupted the love between the two.
He said seriously: "If I hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid that if you kept breaking through the tribulations, you would eventually be remembered by someone on Mount Xumi, and my disciple would not be able to return here yet..."
"Remember: when you get the elixir in the future, don't crowd here to break through the tribulation. Run farther away and be separated for ten and a half months. Are you anxious?"
Only the power of the old Taoist priest can shield the people in the Xinghua Valley from the secret. Otherwise, such a big movement would have shocked the old monk on Mount Xumi.
It was only at this moment that the old Taoist priest revealed a little bit about the cause and effect between the master and the disciple and Mount Sumeru.
Even this tip of the iceberg surprised Song Tianyu and his husband.
Youruo was even more frightened, she covered her mouth tightly and stopped saying anything.
The old Taoist priest looked at Youruo and said, "Go back and ask your parents to find you another spiritual sword. This saint's sword should not appear in front of others unless it is absolutely necessary."
"Remember, don't tell anyone else about your relationship with my disciple. In addition to the people here, even the elders of Tianxiang Academy and your grandfather must keep this matter away."
Having said this, the old Taoist priest smiled bitterly and said: "This is the cause and effect of my master and disciple. It will still affect you in the end. There is nothing we can do about it."
This time, even the gentleman was speechless.
With opportunity comes more cause and effect, and even he can't do anything about it.
He could only smile bitterly and said: "I didn't expect that because of the trip to Tianluo City, Ye'er and Mount Xumi were involved in Karma."
"That's not because of Tianluo City."
The old Taoist priest reached out and handed the empty cup to Song Tianyu. Song Tianyu took the teapot and slowly filled it with spiritual tea.
Shaking his head, the old Taoist priest said: "This is the reason why my master and disciple Wuhua cannot reconcile. In the future, you will understand that some things are not everything you see with your eyes."
Youruo nodded and said, "Master said it well. Master taught you to see the world with your heart."
The old Taoist priest looked at her and smiled lovingly: "Unexpectedly, my disciple's own cultivation is a mess, but he has accepted two good disciples."
At this moment, Ye Zhiqiu came over with two plates of apricot blossom cakes and placed them gently on the table.
After thinking for a while, he looked at the old Taoist priest and asked: "Senior, can you tell us now where Xiao Xiaoqing went?"
The old Taoist priest picked up a piece of apricot blossom cake from the plate and took a bite.
He laughed and said, "She will be with my disciple's brother Xiao Hei now. That guy Yu'er and Mu Mu know each other. He is the little crow who followed him to the Five Realms..."
When Song Yuyu heard this, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Oh my God, it turns out that Xiao Xiaoqing has such a bizarre life experience. Then Xiao Hei has found a treasure."
The old Taoist priest replied calmly: "Don't envy others when you have opportunities. My disciples and disciples have the backbone to refuse what you think is an unprecedented opportunity..."
"As for whether the Xiaoqing in front of you is that guy's daughter, it depends on the final arrangement of fate. Don't tell anyone, and don't stop it when it comes."
Having said this, the old Taoist priest took out a spiritual sword, looked at Song Tianyu and sighed.
He smiled bitterly and said: "My disciple worked hard to forge several spiritual swords for you in the Five Realms Tianshan Mountains, and exhausted all his energy and spirit, as well as the spiritual materials on his body..."
"In the next few hundred years, I'm afraid he won't be able to make swords again. Since you have seen the threshold, I will give you this sword to avoid being bullied in the future."
When Ye Zhiqiu heard this, he leaned softly against Song Tianyu for a while, and couldn't stop his tears from falling.
The old Taoist priest took a look and had no choice but to explain: "At this moment, at that moment, he looked even more miserable than me. Only Mu Mu and Yu'er felt it the most..."
Thinking about Li Xiuyuan's last time on Tianshan Mountain, even the old Taoist priest didn't want to recall it anymore.
Seeing Ye Zhiqiu shed tears, Youruo had no choice but to gently hold her hand and explain: "Master is even younger than Youruo now, he is only twelve years old."
"Pfft!" a sound.
Hearing this, Ye Zhiqiu couldn't help laughing again, looked at Youruo and said, "It's Youruo's good fortune that she actually went to the outside world once."
Youruo shook his head: "Good or bad, Youruo didn't even go down the snowy mountain, and was brought back by a gust of wind."
The old Taoist priest looked at everyone and explained again and again: "Before my disciple comes back, you should keep a low profile and don't cause any trouble outside."
The gentleman nodded and said, "Thank you, senior, for your guidance."
You Ruo was a little anxious, looked at the old Taoist priest and asked: "Master, please help You Ruo see, how many more years will it take for you to be like senior sister?"
The old Taoist priest stretched out his hand and a faint golden light sank into her divine sea, and said calmly: "Why are you so anxious? Just practice hard for a few more years and then talk about it."
Song Tianyu glared at her and said, "You can't be greedy."
At this time, Li Hongxiu came over, looked at the old Taoist priest and asked, "Senior, has the master planted spiritual tea this year?"
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Standing on the edge of the lake in the wind and snow, Li Xiuyuan looked at the Buddhist temple not far away in a daze.
I climbed a mountain yesterday and I climbed a mountain again today, but I didn’t have the same joy as before.
Standing in the wind and snow, thinking about his wife and brothers and sisters who had passed away, Li Xiuyuan always felt a faint sadness, even though the old Taoist priest kept warning him not to get carried away.
Standing under the snow-covered mountains, I feel like the past is rolling in like a burning flame, turning everything into dust in the wind.
The winter solstice has passed, and Sanzang has left long ago.
The current number 46 was named by Qin Xiangyu: "Ting Yu."
A stone wall separated the two worlds. Li Xiuyuan carved runes on the stone walls on both sides, so that in the coming years, no matter how hard the wind and rain hit Ting Yu, he could relax.
Qin Xiangyu prefers to call the two courtyards: "Come and listen to the rain in your spare time." It is as poetic and beautiful as drinking tea in your leisure time.
Li Xiuyuan sent her a message: "Drunk in the world of mortals, come and listen to the rain."
Qin Xiangyu got excited and shouted that these two sentences should be used as couplets at the door of the inn.
Leaving Qin Xiangyu and the old man behind, Li Xiuyuan will come to the mountain to watch the winter plum blossoms bloom on the mountain at the coldest moment.
Memories flowed slowly through the meridians of his body like a hot flame, and he felt an indescribable emotion as he looked at the lake and snow-capped mountains in front of him.
Only the power of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva can control the subtle changes in this world.
At this moment, the woods beside the big lake exuded a faint aura of heaven and earth. However, what he saw in front of him did not help him at all. Even though the aura was rolling in like a sea, he still could not use it for himself.
In front of you is a snow mountain, and the Tianshan Mountain in the Five Regions is also a snow mountain.
There are monasteries under the snow-capped mountains, but the monks who practice there are somewhat different.
Thinking about these things, my originally calm mood gradually became chaotic.
The Wuyu Tianshan Mountains are far away from the imperial city, like a paradise, and this snow-capped mountain is only a stone's throw away from the imperial city. The imperial power and wealth finally influence the people who are born to practice.
After all, this is the imperial city of the Tang Dynasty.
The monks here have not experienced the baptism of blood and fire of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and do not know the unforgettable pain.
I don't know how long it took, but Li Xiuyuan slowly opened his eyes.
A gleam of starlight flashed through his eyes, disappearing like a meteor streaking across the sky in the night sky. The woods by the lake trembled, but the snow on the branches was too heavy and broke the branches.
Like the cedar trees on the Tianshan Mountains, embracing the thick snow, they fell into the frozen lake.
Li Xiuyuan was silent as he looked at the crushed old tree. Just like his current cultivation level, he was suppressed by this world and couldn't breathe, for fear of encountering a heavy snow.
Since leaving Wuyu Tianshan, he has never thought about cultivation again.
As long as the cause and effect of Mount Sumeru is not resolved, his cultivation to a higher realm will be in vain in the end.
But what he was looking forward to in his heart was the distant and vast starry sky.
The old Taoist priest once said that if he wanted to use the power of the starry sky, he had to wait until he resolved the cause and effect of Mount Sumeru... So, he was waiting.
On the 47th, I came to the wine shop leisurely.
With a pot of charcoal fire at his feet and a pot of hot tea on the table, Qin Xiangyu looked at the old man and asked softly: "I think the little shopkeeper seemed to be in a bad mood when he went out today."
The old man poured hot tea for her, smiled gently and said, "Are you worried about him?"
Qin Xiangyu was silent for a moment and then said: "My eyelids are twitching. My intuition tells me, will this guy have an accident?"
The old man sighed and said, "Let the young master face his own affairs."
Qin Xiangyu looked at him in disbelief and asked, "Senior, aren't you worried about him?"
