Even with this roar, there was no cheer from the distance, let alone the sound of jumping around.
Li Xiuyuan was stunned and wondered how long he had been gone?
These two guys have already left Huangquan Village, so where is the eldest sister?
With a sense of uneasiness, Li Xiuyuan led the old man forward, pushed aside the bamboo fence of the small courtyard, and entered the living room, only to find that there was no one around.
After releasing his spiritual consciousness, he saw that the eldest sister was dreaming, so he did not disturb her tranquility.
Instead, he said to the old man: "Teacher, please sit down and allow me to make a pot of spiritual tea."
The old man looked at the furnishings in the room and couldn't help but asked: "Xiuyuan, where is this?"
"This is the home of Mrs. Meng who cooks soup on the bridge. She is my eldest sister, and this is also my home..."
While boiling water, he told the master some insignificant past events and said with a smile: "Back then, when I was on the Shura battlefield, I even took the time to come here."
The old man sighed and shook his head: "It's incredible. I didn't expect you to have been here when you were in the academy."
The two of them were holding a cup of spiritual tea, and the old man's long-dried heart was slowly being nourished. He even forgot to ask what this faint floral fragrance was about.
After drinking two cups of spiritual tea, the old man fell into concentration, like an old monk in a Buddhist hall.
With a faint smile, Li Xiuyuan stood up and left.
Since the old man has not entered reincarnation yet, he can ask the eldest sister, King Qin Guang, or even Ksitigarbha for any troubles that will come next.
Entering the kitchen, Li Xiuyuan took out the dried meat Youruo gave him, and took some dried bamboo shoots and dried radishes, put them together and cooked a pot of broth.
If Xiao Ling'er and the two hadn't left, they would have gone crazy in the back mountains, and they would definitely be looking for something to eat when they came back.
He didn't know how fast time flowed in the Tang Dynasty compared to that of Wangchuan, so he couldn't know whether Xiao Ling'er and Long Potian had grown up.
While cooking the meat, he also cooked a pot of spiritual rice. After thinking about it, he threw two pieces of cold plum into it.
Squatting quietly in front of the stove to light the fire, thinking about the different experiences of the three masters and apprentices.
Xiaoqing struggled a lot, and finally met Xiaohei and Yan'er, and found his father. It was a complete story.
But the teacher and the master were killed by the black dragon in the big lake outside Tianyu City.
In the end, the guy was so determined to devour Youruo and Shangguan Wushuang that he was cut down by the magic circle he had set up.
These different causes and effects all ended up on his own head.
For a moment, I couldn't help but mutter: "Bodhisattva, do you think you're going to cause me some trouble because I've been idle lately?"
Naturally, Ksitigarbha's answer would not come from the divine sea.
However, a gentle and surprising voice came from behind: "I asked, what did you put in this rice? How can it smell like flowers in this autumn?"
Sighing, Li Xiuyuan replied: "Sister, the autumn air is crisp here, but my world is still snowing... This is the winter plum I planted myself."
Granny Meng laughed: "Tell me, what trouble did you get into this time? Why did you want to come to see me?"
Thinking about it, he stretched out his hand and said, "You can't come here in vain. Where is the gift you gave me?"
Li Xiuyuan sighed, pointed to the iron pot floating in front of him and said: "A pot of treasure soup. I am a poor man in the Tang Dynasty. Where can I get this treasure for my eldest sister?"
Po Meng sighed: "How can I say that your journey of cultivating your mind is not over yet?"
Li Xiuyuan smiled: "I just achieved nirvana in the Great Zhou Dynasty, and now I have reached the Great Tang Empire again."
After he finished, he asked: "What about my brother Long Potian? And how old is Xiao Ling'er? This person is gone. Where did the madness go?"
"How could they stay at home? They went to Lingshan Mountain early in the morning. They said they wanted to pick all the spiritual fruits from Lingshan Mountain before winter came."
Po Meng smiled: "By the way, let me be lazy, so I don't have to work hard to collect the elixir every day."
Standing up and stirring the broth in the pot, Li Xiuyuan told Po Meng about the teacher and his wife.
Then he asked: "Why hasn't my eldest sister taken me to visit the Wangxiang Terrace after I've been here so many times?"
When Po Meng heard this, she curled her lips and replied: "What's there to see? The fields are full of disobedient ghosts, and they stay there and refuse to leave..."
"What if they never leave?"
Li Xiuyuan said seriously: "I killed thousands of skeletons on Wangxiang Platform today, and also killed several monsters. When did the monsters come to this Wangxiang River?"
When Po Meng heard this, she sighed, clapped her hands and walked out.
He replied: "You have to talk to King Qin Guang about this. Maybe the Qinglong you surrendered back then also secretly escaped from below."
Li Xiuyuan saw that the rice was fragrant and the broth was ready, so he put down the heat.
He stood up and walked out of the house, looked in the direction of Lingshan, shook his head and said: "You'd better pick me a bunch of honey, or else I won't give Long Potian meat to eat at night."
The two of them didn't finish talking, and saw the golden light shining in the living room, spreading outside the hall.
Li Xiuyuan smiled bitterly and said: "Come on, my teacher drank two spiritual teas and actually broke through."
Po Meng smiled, patted his shoulder and asked, "Tell me, how many teachers and masters do you have?"
Shaking his head, Li Xiuyuan replied: "This is Master, my teacher when I was in Shura Heaven. At that time, I lost my memory and was dragging an injured leg. My eldest sister should still remember this..."
When Po Meng heard this, she felt like she was being pricked by needles. She took Li Xiuyuan's hand and said quietly: "If you think about it carefully, you are the one who has endured the most hardships."
With a smile, Li Xiuyuan looked at her and said mysteriously: "Sister, I'm afraid I wouldn't have thought that the Qingying that I rescued from the back of the academy would later become Qingluan after Nirvana..."
"Oh, I think I heard you say, where did the little guy go?"
Po Meng replied casually. The consciousness she released saw that Xiao Ling'er and the two had entered the village and were not far from home.
I thought that you two were born in the Year of the Dog, so you came back early when you saw something delicious.
But in Li Xiuyuan's eyes, Xiaoqing looked like Qingqing, and Yan'er followed him and called her brother.
He sighed and said: "She rebuilt her life under the catastrophe, went to Da Zhou and had some stories with my brother Xiao Hei, and then was taken away by the Immortal Emperor..."
After thinking for a while, he added: "At that time, I was burning the fire of Buddhist nirvana..."
"Hey, I didn't expect that guy Qingluan to have a sister lost in the heavens. Isn't this amazing?"
When Po Meng heard this, she giggled and said, "I'm afraid that the gentleman who told me about it in the teahouse can't make up such a story, right?"
The two walked into the living room, and the old man had already opened his eyes.
Seeing Po Meng walking in, she quickly stood up and saluted: "We, master and disciple, came uninvited. Please forgive me, senior."
"You're welcome. If you come, please take a seat."
Po Meng pulled Li Xiuyuan to sit down next to her. While Li Xiuyuan was cleaning the teapot, he was planning to make another pot of spiritual tea.
Po Meng, who thought something was wrong, screamed.
Looking at the two people, he yelled: "No, since you crossed the bridge and drank my soup, why do you still have the memory of your previous life?"
The old man was stunned and didn't know what to do for a moment.
Li Xiuyuan sighed and replied calmly: "I have already investigated this matter. I guess my teacher is the same as Qingluan that day. I just took him and went to the bridge to drink another bowl of soup..."
Looking at the frightened Granny Meng, Li Xiuyuan smiled bitterly and said: "I still want to ask my eldest sister about this matter. Maybe I will invite King Qin Guang to come up and ask him tomorrow. It just so happens that I haven't seen him for a long time."
Po Meng thought for a while and replied seriously: "It seems that we can only invite him to come up. This is a big deal."
Upon hearing this, the old man couldn't help but asked anxiously: "Is this serious?"
Po Meng sighed and said: "This is a major event that affects whether you can be reincarnated in the future or whether you can continue to practice. It can't be the same as the lonely ghost below the Wangxiang Terrace."
Seeing the old man's anxious look, Po Meng immediately smiled lightly and said, "But don't be afraid of this. With my brother here, there will be no trouble that he can't handle."
Ignoring the incredulous look on the old man's face, Po Meng stood up and walked out of the living room.
While saying: "The two little guys are back, I'm going to bring out the cooked food."
The old man was stunned when he heard this, looked at Li Xiuyuan and asked, "Is there anyone else here?"
"One is my younger brother and the other is my younger sister. They have gone to the mountains and wild places. How can they stay at home? It's not a problem if no one cares about it. Fortunately..."
When Li Xiuyuan said this, his eyes suddenly lit up.
He patted the table lightly and laughed.
He smiled and said: "Teacher, I will stay here for ten or eight years. I will discipline these two naughty guys well and not let them continue to run wild."
Before the old man could react, he heard a creaking sound from the fence gate of the yard.
Then there was a cry: "Sister, little Ling'er is going to starve to death."
Li Xiuyuan smiled when he heard this and replied quietly: "It seems that you are used to being wild. It's time to put a yoke on you."
"Whoosh!" sounded, followed by a scream, followed by chickens flying and dogs stampeding, and a banging sound sounded in the yard.
I don’t know how many flower pots were broken by two guys.
"Oh my god, Long Potian, brother is here."
"Aww, brother, I miss you so much. Do you have anything delicious?"
Po Meng, who was holding a pot of broth, looked at the two of them and said with a smile: "Go and wash your face first, and then take out the rice, bowl and chopsticks."
"Brother, wait for me..." Xiao Ling'er ran to the kitchen.
Long Potian got into the living room and glanced at Li Xiuyuan, then continued to roar with peace of mind: "There is meat to eat tonight!"
The old man couldn't help but smile when he looked at the two little guys: "These two little guys need to be disciplined well."
Po Meng came in carrying broth, looked at Li Xiuyuan and asked, "Why, have you thought of a way to discipline these two savages?"
Li Xiuyuan removed the teacup on the table and said with a smile: "Tomorrow I will see King Qin Guang and ask if the teacher is like Qingluan, these two savages will be handed over to the teacher for discipline from now on."
After he finished, he said: "My teacher was a very good gentleman in the academy. This little Ling'er only learned the guqin at the beginning, so it was just right for the teacher to teach her carefully."
Po Meng nodded and said, "This is a good idea. We can't let them go crazy on the mountain all day long. At worst, I can collect the medicine myself."
Without saying a word, Xiao Ling'er flew into the living room, hugged one of Li Xiuyuan's arms with a cry, and chuckled: "Brother has finally not forgotten Xiao Ling'er."
Li Xiuyuan pulled her to sit next to him, touched her little head and asked, "How long did I leave after I left last time?"
Xiao Ling'er thought for a while and replied: "It seems like a year, but it seems less than that. I can't remember it."
Li Xiuyuan breathed a sigh of relief, pointed to the master in front of him and said: "This is my teacher, master, and will also be the teacher of you and Long Potian in the future. I will propose a glass of spiritual wine before eating..."
Without saying anything, Long Potian walked in after washing.
Holding Li Xiuyuan's hand, he chuckled and said, "Brother, why do you want to come back to see us?"
Li Xiuyuan stopped him and sat on the other side of him, pointed at the master and said, "This is your future teacher. I will give you a toast later."
After he finished, he looked at the two of them and said, "If you let me know that you don't listen to the teacher, you can think about the consequences yourself..."
Po Meng looked at the two of them and covered her mouth with a smile: "I can't control you two anymore. Fortunately, a younger brother who is dealing with the King of Hell is back."
Xiao Ling'er thought for a while and asked, "Can the teacher play the piano?"
"Nonsense, my piano was taught by the teacher back then." Li Xiuyuan gently pinched Xiao Ling'er's ears and said, "Sister, you have to listen to the teacher."
Long Potian was startled, and quickly knelt on the ground and kowtowed to the Master three times: "Disciple Long Potian, I have met the teacher."
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