The crow was happiest this night, not because he was cleaning the battlefield outside the tent.
But because he ate a few spiritual peaches, he was actually able to slash out the sword of gods and demons and kill the lone ranger Dugu Jue from White Snow City.
Although this guy has lost half his life in the hands of his master, he is still very happy.
The faint sunshine fell in the early morning, and it was still cold on the grassland.
Crow and Xiaodieer hid in the tent and slept in. Li Xiuyuan got up early to wash up and make a pot of porridge.
Seeing Li Xiuyuan coming out to light a fire and make porridge, the two of them had a cold wind blowing on the grassland before the guy led the two horses and came closer from a distance.
Before the two of them got close to the fire, Li Xiuyuan asked, "Why didn't you take action last night?"
The two of them were startled, and replied with slight surprise: "We are not killers...how did you know?"
After hesitating for a moment, one of the taller men said: "We are from Yinchuan City, we just came to watch the fun, and we want to..."
Before he could finish his words, one of the men continued: "We want to learn the magic of demons from you and worship you as our teacher."
"That's right, please accept us both."
The tall man said seriously: "We also want to become stronger and find a powerful master."
After listening to the two people's words, Li Xiuyuan was stunned for a moment, and then he understood.
These two guys wanted to see if they could deal with those killers, and if they accidentally died under the swords of some killers, they could still get some benefits.
If not, then find a way to worship yourself as your teacher.
I'm afraid that neither Xiaodie'er nor Crow Crow could figure out this abacus. Li Xiuyuan couldn't help laughing when he thought of this.
Said: "Sit down and have a bowl of porridge. Seeing that you have been freezing all night, I am still thinking about whether to wait until midnight to harm my little disciple?"
To Li Xiuyuan, it didn't matter whether he kept vigil or not, he just wanted Crow and Xiaodie'er to develop a good habit.
The two of them were stunned for a moment, speechless for a moment.
"Master, these two guys are killers, chop off their heads!"
Crow came out of the tent, pointed at the two guys and said: "Don't think that Uncle Crow didn't see you lying in the dark and plotting evil. If the master hadn't allowed him to take action..."
After thinking about it, the crow stopped making a sound. The master has the final say here.
"Junior brother!"
Xiao Die'er in the tent yelled and came out: "Where is the killer? Xiao Die'er slap him to death!"
When the two guys saw that something was wrong, they didn't expect that the young man in front of them was gentle and elegant, but the two apprentices were like gods of death, one more powerful than the other.
But the two of them couldn't lose face, so they could only say calmly: "We are not killers..."
Li Xiuyuan waved to Xiaodie'er: "Go and wash up. After eating the porridge, we have to continue on our way."
Xiaodieer said oh, grabbed the crow with one hand and walked towards the stream.
When the two of them were squatting by the stream, Crow took out two space rings and stuffed them into Xiao Die'er's hands: "These are the ones that came to trouble Master last night, senior sister, keep them."
Xiao Die'er was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "How many are here?"
Crow shook his head: "When I woke up, there was only one person left...these two guys didn't dare to show their heads last night."
Xiaodie'er was a little angry: "Junior brother, when I woke up yesterday to keep vigil, why didn't you tell me?"
Crow chuckled: "I'm afraid senior sister won't be able to sleep..."
The two little guys were sharing money by the stream. Li Xiuyuan made two bowls of porridge and placed them in front of them and asked, "Tell me, are you also disciples of the Snowfield Holy Land?"
"We are not disciples of the Holy Land yet."
The tall man said carefully: "My name is Ding Buer, and this is my brother Ding Xiaoxi. Please accept us as your disciples."
"I won't take on any more disciples."
Li Xiuyuan thought for a while and replied: "But since you are coming to me, I can recommend an elder in the Holy Land to you. You can go to him."
Inexplicably, Li Xiuyuan suddenly thought of Ouyang Xuan.
People's hearts are like this, and I might want to join in the fun, let alone two young men who have not yet set foot in the Holy Land.
Ding Xiaoxi was stunned and blurted out: "Sir, do you know the elders of the Holy Land?"
Li Xiuyuan nodded: "Eat the porridge first, and I will tell you slowly."
...
The three masters and apprentices were walking on the road to Meishan, stepping on the vast grassland and bathing in the cold spring breeze.
Ouyang Xia Yun on Meishan Mountain has received a message from Yinchuan City.
Just as Ouyang Xuan thought, Ouyang Xia Tian handed the letter to Yun Ziyi. After a quick glance, Yun Ziyi hurried to the main hall to find his master.
From a distance, he screamed: "Master, there is news about the little thief... Ah, master, come out quickly!"
After a while, Yun Tianhong appeared at the table in front of the window, looked at the frightened Yun Ziyi and said with a smile: "Speak carefully, where is this little thief?"
Yun Ziyi flew over, hugged Yun Tianhong, and thrust the letter into the master's hand with a blushing face.
He chuckled and said, "I didn't expect the little thief to come to Meishan."
Opening the letter, Yun Tianhong read it carefully, and the expression on his face changed again and again.
After all, she was different from Yun Ziyi. In her opinion, the head of the Holy Land would never write this letter to her because of a young man.
After all, people are on the road, and they will reach Meishan soon... Is it possible that there will be an accident on the road?
However, having the exact news about Li Xiuyuan was a happy event for her. Others might admit the wrong person, but she believed that Ouyang Xuan would not.
The two had a life-and-death battle in Tianyun Mountain, and they would never forget it even if the other was burnt to ashes.
With a gentle sigh, Yun Tianhong pulled Yun Ziyi and sat down next to him.
He murmured to himself: "You are not allowed to harm him this time. How can this guy hide his whereabouts so that even my senior brother and I can't see him?"
Yun Ziyi sighed and said with a bitter smile: "Originally, I wanted to take revenge, but why did he become a blind man? Master, you have to help the little thief."
In just a blink of an eye, Yun Ziyi seemed to be back by the Tongtian River. She was sitting on the roadside playing the piano just to avenge her senior sister and kill the thief who crossed the river.
Unexpectedly, after so many years, I am no longer the little girl I was back then.
Holding the master's hand, Yun Ziyi murmured to himself: "Master, why does the little thief still look like a little thief? God is so unfair."
Yun Tianhong glared at her and said quietly: "If you were blind, would you be willing to go back to your girlhood instead?"
"That won't work."
Yun Ziyi replied resolutely: "Ziyi first cannot live without a master, and secondly cannot live without eyes..."
"Okay, I understand this. Have you finished your homework today?"
Yun Tianhong pointed to several disciples practicing swordplay in the mountains not far away from the window and said, "Look at your senior sisters, which one is like you?"
Yun Ziyi chuckled: "Disciple, go now. I want to tell the master the whereabouts of the little thief."
After saying that, Yun Ziyi let go of Yun Tianhong's hand and ran out of the hall.
While shouting: "Master, the little thief killed my senior sister back then. Is it considered retribution to be blind this time?"
When Yun Tianhong heard this, he was stunned and speechless for a moment.
The battle on the Tongtian River happened to Li Xiuyuan, but he didn't expect that it would happen again to Wang Qiang more than ten years later.
They are all disciples from Tianyun Mountain, but their fates are completely different.
Thinking of this, I couldn't help but send a message to the old monk at Xuefeng Mountain: "Brother, Xia Yun's elders sent a letter saying that Li Xiuyuan left Lantian Town and came to Meishan."
When the old monk who was sitting quietly in front of the Buddha heard this, he opened his eyes and whispered softly: "He is in Lantian? Why can't I see him?"
Yun Tianhong sighed and said with a smile: "Is it possible that he has a treasure that can block his breath?"
The old monk smiled faintly: "Counting the days, he will soon arrive at Yamushi. I will ask the abbot there soon and ask him to keep an eye on it for me."
Yun Tianhong sighed and replied softly: "This time, he really looks like a dragon... But, how did he get into trouble at Jade Dragon Snow Mountain?"
Ouyang Wudi's letter was written very clearly, and he also mentioned some of the grievances between Li Xiuyuan and Jade Dragon Snow Mountain.
Although he didn't know, Li Xiuyuan made it clear to Ouyang Xuan in Lantian Town.
The old monk smiled lightly when he heard this: "I'm afraid we won't know about this until he comes to Meishan."
Yun Tianhong nodded and said with a smile: "I can't wait any longer."
The old monk was stunned when he heard this, and then replied: "Then we have to wait until he goes to Yam Temple, and then we can think of a solution."
At the moment, both of them had dark eyes, and there was no trace of Li Xiuyuan in their eyes. Even if they wanted to say something, they couldn't.
Just when Yun Tianhong received a letter from the Snowfield Holy Land, he discussed the truth with the old monk in detail.
Sima Jingyun is already on the way to Meishan, and it won't be long before he can see Wang Qiang, whom he misses.
...
The two brothers of the Ding family walked with Li Xiuyuan for two days, and finally separated from the master and apprentice at the fork in the road. They wanted to return to Yinchuan City to find Ouyang Xuan.
With the letter written by Li Xiuyuan to Ouyang Xuan in his arms, Ding Buer was very excited.
He said to his brother beside him: "I didn't expect that we originally wanted to make a small fortune on this trip, but in the end we were able to worship in the holy land. It's like a dream."
Ding Xiaoxi looked at him and asked, "Isn't it said that there are disciples in the Holy Land who are interested in this guy? How does he know Elder Ouyang?"
Ding Buer scratched his head, thought for a long time, and then said: "It would be strange if we could know these things."
Taking Xiaodie'er and Crow with them, they saw that the master and the apprentice were about to leave Bashang Grassland.
According to the map drawn by the Ding brothers, the most famous Yamu Temple on the grassland is fifty miles ahead. Li Xiuyuan plans to go to the temple to see the Buddha.
When he was in the Snowfield Holy Land, he only went to the temple on Xuefeng Mountain, and missed the temple in front of him for more than ten years.
Seeing that the ice and snow on the grassland had almost melted, Crow couldn't help but ask: "Master, will there still be snow when we go to Meishan?"
Xiao Die'er burst out laughing and said with a smile: "Junior brother, the snow on the grassland has melted, and it will definitely not snow in Meishan."
Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said calmly: "The ice and snow on the grassland have melted, but most of the snow on Meishan Mountain has not melted."
When Crow heard this, he became energetic and said with a smile: "That's great. Then, senior sister, we will go to the mountain to continue practicing swordsmanship..."
Li Xiuyuan did not explain to the two of them that the snow on Meishan Mountain was just like the Tang Dynasty Snow Mountain. The ice and snow never melted all year round, but it was not necessarily suitable for practicing swordsmanship.
It's just these principles that he wants the two little guys to slowly understand by themselves.
The master has said it a hundred times, it is better for the two of them to experience it slowly in the wind and snow, so that the memory will be more profound.
Xiao Die'er let out a cheer and giggled: "Master, I can't wait any longer."
"The master is not good..."
Suddenly, the feathers on the crow's back stood up and said to Li Xiuyuan: "There is murderous intent."
At this moment, a cold voice came from the front: "It turns out that the person they are looking for is indeed a blind man."
Xiaodie'er looked up and shouted: "Master, an old killer is here!"
On the Lili grassland, stood an expressionless old man. Behind him, a horse was drinking water by the stream a hundred feet away.
It was just past midnight, and a gust of south wind blew from time to time, gently blowing the old man's green shirt. In Li Xiuyuan's eyes, it was still black and white.
The spring breeze was slightly chilly and the atmosphere was getting colder. Li Xiuyuan looked at the uninvited guest in front of him quietly and fell silent.
Suddenly, he understood why Ouyang Xuan hurried to Lantian Town without even being able to survive the New Year.
He took a breath and replied coldly: "What's the matter? Elder Ouyang changed his profession?"
