The young monk who gathered his energy overnight reached the third level with the help of the old Taoist priest.
Li Xiuyuan did not teach him the method of cultivation, because he did not understand it himself. He just gave the young monk a jar of wine and a small box of spiritual tea and asked him to take it to the old monk down the mountain.
When they reached the intersection at the bottom of the mountain, Li Xiuyuan looked at him and said with a smile: "You should not go up the mountain in the next few days. Learn the methods of cultivation from your master."
The young monk squinted his eyes and smiled: "Brother, then I can be considered a young monk now, right?"
"That's right, I will come to pick you up when I leave... Remember, practice hard with your master and don't be lazy."
Waving his hand, Li Xiuyuan turned around and walked up the mountain.
While the old man and Qin Xiangyu didn't go up the mountain, he wanted to have a good sleep for a few days.
He hasn't had a good rest since coming back from Wangchuan.
The old monk, the abbot of the temple at the foot of the mountain, was looking at the Buddhist temple on the square by the lake. In the hands of the craftsmen, it was getting taller and taller day by day, and gradually gained some momentum.
When the young monk found the old monk, he shocked his master.
He looked at the young monk and sighed: "Let's go, my teacher will tell you about the principles of practice."
The young monk handed the spiritual wine in his arms to the master and said with a smile: "My brother gave the master wine and spiritual tea, saying that he would wait until autumn to drink this tea."
The old monk understood what Li Xiuyuan meant. He had just broken through and it was indeed not appropriate to rush to drink this spiritual tea.
Holding the wine urn in one hand and holding the young monk's hand in the other, the master and the disciple went to the Buddhist hall.
"Master, my brother said that my disciple is now a monk."
"Yes, you are already at the third level of Qi Gathering."
"Brother also said that he wants the disciple to practice with the master for a long time and take him to play in the desert in the summer."
"It's good that you understand. Next, you have to learn what it means to endure hardship."
Originally, I wanted to wait for the little monk to grow up and let him enjoy a few more years of happiness. Unexpectedly, the young man on the mountain disrupted the old monk's plan.
Looking at the precious disciple who had once gathered his energy, the old monk showed a knowing smile on his face.
If it hadn't been for autumn, the Buddhist temple by the lake would have been completed.
Li Xiuyuan, who was on the mountain, dragged a deck chair under the eaves, leaned on it diagonally, and covered himself with an animal blanket.
Bathing in the chilly spring breeze blowing from the snow-capped mountains, smelling the faint fragrance of flowers, and enjoying the moment.
If there are no guests, he does not need to make tea to entertain them, nor does he need to cook and wash dishes.
You can rest your head on the spring breeze of a mountain, and wait for the plum blossoms that bloom in spring to fall one by one.
The forest flowers have faded their spring reds, which is a time to waste the beauty of this mountain and the most beautiful spring scenery in the mountains.
He wanted to make the most of the present moment.
There is no need to practice swordsmanship, and there is no need to think about condensing a trace of watery intention to attract the petals from the branches and turn them into the sword energy wrapped around the fingers.
However, Qin Xiangyu at the foot of the mountain did not do what he wanted.
Before he could sleep well for two days, Li Xiuyuan was awakened by the sound of voices and the creaking of bamboo fences.
It's not even time to open my eyes.
Looking at Qin Xiangyu who looked panicked, Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but frowned: "Speaking of which, if you practice with the master, who else in the imperial city would dare to bully you?"
Seeing this guy looking like he had been wronged and had nowhere to vent, Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but laugh.
He sat up from the recliner, looked at the old man walking over and said, "I thought you would come up the mountain a few days earlier."
The three of them entered the living room. Qin Xiangyu shook the kettle and shouted, "You haven't drank water for several days. This place is empty and there is nothing."
After that, I had no choice but to carry the bucket and kettle and go to the mountain to collect snow water.
The old man looked at Li Xiuyuan and smiled bitterly: "There is some trouble down the mountain. She has been unhappy these days. Otherwise, she would have gone up the mountain to disturb you."
It turned out that the Hongchen Inn was under construction, and suddenly a guy came and wanted to buy the land from Qin Xiangyu, just to build an inn.
This made Qin Xiangyu so angry that he immediately started a fight with the guy.
As a result, we haven’t won yet.
Now that's good, I don't know if that guy is interested in Qin Xiangyu's people, or if he really likes this piece of land and comes to trouble her every day.
The old man was sitting in No. 47, looking at the scene in front of him and not being able to intervene.
After all, that guy was about the same age as Qin Xiangyu, and he didn't hurt his apprentice much.
Qin Xiangyu, on the other hand, had a few fights with others and was covered in scars. She was so angry that she wanted to kill people with her sword.
The old man's principle is not to pay attention to these trivial matters until he is at the critical moment of life and death.
The master and the apprentice finally had no choice but to close the door of the wine shop and go all the way to the snowy mountains to find Li Xiuyuan to find a solution.
After all, the old man doesn't know much about the laws of the world.
Although I stayed in Dazhou for a long time, I didn't encounter many ups and downs. Thinking about it, I had to ask Li Xiuyuan to come down.
After listening to the old man's words, Qin Xiangyu had already lit a fire and boiled water, waiting for Li Xiuyuan's spiritual tea.
Li Xiuyuan thought for a while, looked at the two of them and smiled: "My master often tells me that it is better to seek help from others than from yourself. You can't just go to your master when you are in trouble..."
Qin Xiangyu shouted in agony: "Who told you not to help me earlier? Now you can't beat me, what should I do?"
Li Xiuyuan thought for a while, took out the spiritual tea mixed with the cold plums in front of the door, and poured it into the pot.
Smelling the faint fragrance of flowers, the old man became excited and couldn't help but ask: "This... this is the tea tree behind the house... this smell is very strange."
Even the old man was attracted by the spiritual tea in front of him.
Li Xiuyuan pointed to the snow water being boiled on the stove and said, "Don't be impatient. Wait a moment."
Then he looked at Qin Xiangyu and said with a smile: "I will help you one more time. If you can't solve this problem by going down the mountain, just transfer the inn."
When Qin Xiangyu heard this, he became interested and asked, "What kind of elixir do you have? Give me one. At the worst, how about I give you some benefits?"
"You think beautifully."
Li Xiuyuan looked at the old man and said seriously: "Even if she has a chance to get the elixir in the future, she cannot take it casually, otherwise it will only interrupt her path of cultivation."
The old man shook his head, looked at Qin Xiangyu dotingly and said, "Don't say anything, drink the pot of tea in front of you first, and then talk."
Li Xiuyuan didn't explain, but couldn't help but sigh, and promised not to get involved in the world of the Tang Dynasty.
In the end, he couldn't help himself and got into trouble for himself.
Quietly, waiting for the kettle on the stove to make a whirring sound, he cooked a pot of spiritual tea filled with a light cold fragrance for the master and apprentice.
Watching the spiritual tea slowly falling into the cup, it condensed the power of heaven and earth.
Li Xiuyuan looked at the master and apprentice quietly and said, "Taste it slowly and don't spit it out."
The old man couldn't help but be startled when he saw the serious expression on Li Xiuyuan's face. He thought about it and asked, "Is this different from the previous spiritual tea?"
After thinking for a while, Li Xiuyuan thought about what his master said and smiled: "There are still some differences, I need you to appreciate it carefully."
The old man nodded, looked at Qin Xiangyu and ordered: "Hold it, try to take a sip first."
Li Xiuyuan ignored the two of them, but picked up the cup and took a big sip, trying to taste the taste and see how it was different from the spiritual tea he had cooked for the old Taoist priest before.
After thinking about it, I found that Huangquan Village was missing a hint of the earthly, transcendent fragrance.
Without some Tianwaitian, Hanmei comes from the Xuanwu Continent and comes from the hands of the female saint. It has a unique aura that contains a hint of the aura of a saint.
The plum trees planted by Master Da Qin on the snow mountain are preserved, and the cold fragrance that has traveled through hundreds of years of time and space is a scent that is not found in the other two places.
Not to mention the power of nirvana brought by the jade dish, which makes this spiritual tea the purest and gives people the feeling of hesitation about life and death.
After just taking a shallow sip, the master and the disciple both showed expressions similar to Li Xiuyuan's when he tasted it for the first time.
Sighing, Li Xiuyuan looked at the old man and explained: "Did it remind you of the moment you met my group of friends when you were seriously injured that year?"
The old man did not answer immediately, but two lines of tears fell quietly from his eyes.
It was this spiritual tea that reminded him of that day in the mountains of Luohuang World, when he almost died after a fight.
If he hadn't met Li Xiuyuan, he might have ended up sitting in the mountains and forests.
Similarly, Qin Xiangyu remembered some sad past events, and her face was filled with tears.
Li Xiuyuan looked at the expressions of the master and the disciple without saying a word, and just silently added two drops of spiritual tea to their cups.
After the master and the disciple finished drinking two cups of spiritual tea, they got up and left the living room, heading towards the mountains.
He is going to dig some spring bamboo shoots in the mountains and come back. If it is a few days later, the spring bamboo shoots in the mountains will all grow into lush green bamboos.
Seeing that the imperial city was about to be in turmoil, and waiting for Xing'er on the mountain to mature, he would take the young monk to the desert.
There is an old man watching Qin Xiangyu in the imperial city. Even if he wants to make trouble, he probably won't cause any big trouble.
Like what happened to Qin Xiangyu, that guy was either a scoundrel or had a bad heart.
No matter what it is, it is not worth mentioning in the face of absolute power, and it is not his turn to take advantage of it.
After digging a basket of spring bamboo shoots, seeing that Shenshi was approaching, the master and the apprentice almost woke up from their epiphany. Carrying the bamboo basket, Li Xiuyuan got out of the bamboo forest and headed towards the wooden house.
I wonder if after Master returns, Shuzi and others will be like the young monks at the foot of the mountain, hearing the Tao and breaking through the realm.
After all, it is estimated that such a stroke of genius will never happen again in the next few decades or even a hundred years.
After leaving the Tang Dynasty, he will go to the Shura Heaven Realm and wait for the opening of the Heavenly Road.
Back at the wooden house, Qin Xiangyu had already gone to cook. The old man was holding a cup of tea in a daze. He looked at Li Xiuyuan who came in and said with a smile: "This is really a magical thing."
Li Xiuyuan shook his head: "I'm going to cook these spring bamboo shoots, and then I'll talk to you."
Entering the kitchen, Qin Xiangyu was sitting in front of the kitchen in a daze, so Li Xiuyuan had no choice but to wash the meat and throw the spring bamboo shoots in to cook together.
He looked at her and smiled and said: "Don't be afraid, I will go back to the city with you then. Anyway, Xing'er doesn't mature so quickly."
Qin Xiangyu sighed quietly and asked, "You have been sleeping for so long without eating or drinking. Aren't you hungry?"
Li Xiuyuan smiled lightly: "Am I a cultivator?"
After speaking, he pointed to the meat in the pot and ordered: "Cook for a while, stir-fry some vegetables and then eat. I'll let you taste the new wine I just brewed."
Qin Xiangyu stopped talking. Since Li Xiuyuan agreed to go down the mountain, the trouble at the foot of the mountain would no longer be a problem.
At least, that's what the master said.
Back in the living room, the old man had made another pot of tea. He looked at Li Xiuyuan and sighed: "I didn't expect that I would break through in the Tang Dynasty. It's really incredible."
Li Xiuyuan smiled and said: "Don't go through the tribulation here, the heaven here cannot withstand your torment."
The old man asked in confusion: "Such a spiritual tea, wouldn't it be of any use to you if you drank it?"
Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but laugh bitterly when he heard this: "Hearing what you said, I forgot to ask the master again. Before I finished speaking, he left again in the blink of an eye."
The corner of the old man's mouth moved, and he asked carefully: "Who, your master came to the snow mountain?" In his opinion, the master should also come here for this spiritual tea.
Li Xiuyuan sighed and smiled bitterly: "I'm not sure about the temperature of this spiritual tea. I don't know if it can be drunk by the monks of the Tang Dynasty or what kind of people it can be drunk by..."
Lao He nodded. Sighing: "This is really a troublesome matter. I guess only the master can make decisions for you."
After thinking about it, Li Xiuyuan looked at the old man and said seriously: "I will leave the imperial city in early summer."
