Yun Tianhong was furious for a moment and chuckled: "Qing Ming has just transformed, Xiao Die'er is still young, it's spring in Meishan now, why do you keep beating them with a whip!"
Li Xiuyuan was stunned, feeling that the saint's words were indeed reasonable, and he had nothing to say to refute.
Sima Jingyun just ate a piece of dragon meat and felt a strong spiritual energy flowing in his chest and abdomen.
Thinking of what Yun Qingming said, even the inconspicuous Xiaodie'er in front of her made her admire her endlessly.
At a young age, she could kill a dragon with a sword, but she and Wang Qiang had never even seen what a dragon looked like.
Such a girl cannot but be admired.
Sensing the ups and downs of junior sister's thoughts, Li Xiuyuan had no choice but to say: "Junior sister, please ignore these two little guys, they are just two idiots."
Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said, "Fortunately, I won't have to call these two guys to get up every day from now on."
Touching Yun Qingming's head, Li Xiuyuan smiled: "Are you unwilling to accept that you have become what you are before you have even flown around in the Meishan sky?"
Yun Qing meditated for a moment, shook his head and said, "No, if it hadn't been for meeting the master, I would still be looking for something to eat in the decisive battle, fearing that I would be eaten by an eagle at night."
Along the way, he was the only one who knew how kind Li Xiuyuan was to him and Xiaodie'er.
From the moment he met Li Xiuyuan at the decisive stage, the little crow felt like he had taken magic medicine, and he looked the same every day.
Not to mention, he came to Meishan and became a disciple of two saints.
Li Xiuyuan's heart moved slightly, and he said to Xiaodie'er: "When the flowers are flying all over the sky, I will teach your junior brother to start chopping snow. Let your master find this sword first."
Sima Jingyun was shocked when he heard this and blurted out: "I want to learn from you too, little junior sister, you can teach with me."
Xiaodie'er glanced at the master, then at Sima Jingyun, then stretched out her hand to squeeze Yun Tianhong's hand and froze.
Yun Tianhong was stunned for a moment, then chuckled.
He looked at Li Xiuyuan and said with a smile: "Look, everything is in chaos now. Even Xiaodie'er doesn't know what to do."
Li Xiuyuan smiled lightly: "You all teach your own way, don't worry about me, I'm just a passerby."
One year? Or two years?
During the previous journey, the three masters and disciples left the East China Sea in a hurry within two years.
Returning to the land where he once lived, how many more years can he live here? After leaving, I'm afraid we won't be able to see each other again for fifty or even a hundred years.
Thinking of this, Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but pick up the wine glass and said: "Come on, if you are drunk, let's have a drink."
...
Before dawn, a spring rain fell in Meishan. It fell lightly, but it did not wake up Sima Jingyun from his dream, nor did it wake up Xiaodie'er who was snoozing.
The world is long, the elders and disciples in the mountains are all sleeping, and even the birds have not yet flown out of their nests to look for food in the mountains.
There was only the low sound of wind blowing on the branches, and the spring rain dropped on the bluestone, making a crisp sound.
Just before dawn is the darkest moment in the world.
Yun Ziyi and Ouyang Xiayun, who had restored their two realms overnight and completely changed their physiques, did not wake up.
Yun Tianhong leaned against the window, silently watching the young man in a coir raincoat and bamboo hat walking all the way down the mountain, gradually disappearing into the vast rain and mist.
Once upon a time, that young man made tea for himself in Niujiao Town.
The young man who returned from the ancient world and used a magic medicine to change the fate of several sages in Tianyun Mountain, and even changed the fate of Nalan Ruoyu's life.
He left resolutely with a thunderous sound, but returned quietly ten years later.
However, the young man who returned still had no one to accompany him, except for bringing her two lovely disciples.
If you think about it carefully, life is really as lonely as snow.
As for me, I still have my senior brother by my side, as long as Fuli and Liuli wake up and step into that threshold.
It won't be long before she can let go of Meishan, and her senior brother can let go of the Buddhas in his heart and travel with her to the heavens.
What surprised her the most was that they could take Xiaodie'er and Yun Qingming with them when they traveled to the heavens.
This was Li Xiuyuan's surprise for her and her senior brother.
Listening to the rain hitting the bamboo leaves outside the curtain, Yun Tianhong was speechless and just sighed softly in his heart.
Thinking about the future causes and effects that Li Xiuyuan said, and thinking about all the things that the young man would have to face, he was afraid that they would be troubles that even she and her senior brother could not think of.
"Are you going to see me at the pagoda?"
Yun Tianhong thought for a moment and asked, "I'm afraid you'll be disappointed when I see you now. Just like Liuli, he can't hear your voice."
Li Xiuyuan, who was walking among the clouds and mist, shook his head: "Not only because of this matter, I want to go to Xuefeng Mountain to verify what I saw and heard in Yamu Temple."
Yamushi Temple, to Li Xiuyuan, was like a meteor passing by in the night sky.
Before he could take a closer look, he had already crossed the sky, crossed the sky over the Bashang grassland, and reached the top of Meishan Mountain in one day.
Regarding life and death, heaven and earth, he wanted to seek confirmation and advice from the old monk.
Yun Tianhong nodded. With her experience, she naturally understood what Li Xiuyuan said. However, after all, until now, she had never been to Yamushi.
Not to mention turning the prayer wheel in the temple or going to the sky burial platform to see the intersection of life and death, light and darkness.
Waving his hand, Yun Tianhong continued: "Zi Yi and the others will go to Yinchuan City soon. What message do you want to give to her sister?"
Li Xiuyuan sighed and said: "In this case, please find an elder to discipline Sima Jue. At least in the future, she will not do things that make enemies happy and relatives painful."
Yun Tianhong nodded: "I will tell Ziyi this, is there anything else?"
Li Xiuyuan continued: "In the main hall, I have placed two spiritual peaches. Senior, please give them to my junior sister and Wang Qiang in a moment. Their realm is almost lost."
After pondering for a moment, Yun Tianhong said softly: "In this way, you have become a Bodhisattva who saves suffering."
Li Xiuyuan smiled lightly: "I can help them for a while, but I can't control them forever. I'm not a god either."
After saying this, he exerted his strength under his feet and turned into a wisp of breeze, flying towards Xuefeng Mountain.
Yun Tianhong sighed, looked at the gradually brightening sky outside the window, and murmured to himself: "This cup of spiritual liquid, this spiritual peach, is the kindness that brings the dead back to life."
As for cultivation, it won't take long for Xiaodie'er to be able to step into that threshold like Yuwen Liuli.
If Yun Ziyi and Ouyang Xiayun still don't know how to work hard, in the end they can only break through to the Mahayana realm like the elders of the Holy Land and go forward to practice.
As Li Xiuyuan said, she is not a fairy either.
Cultivation depends on whether a person wants to work hard, and whether the old man wants to let people who work hard step through the door.
In order to step into this threshold, Buli and Liuli became mortals by the Tongtian River and suffered for more than ten years. Don't their two precious disciples know these truths?
However, Xiaodie'er and Crow were an exception.
Now that we have come out of the huge terror of entering the devil's path, we no longer have to go to the Tongtian River to embarrass all sentient beings like Buli and Liuli did.
Thinking of this, she suddenly discovered that Li Xiuyuan had unknowingly allowed four people around him to step into the realm of mortals.
Even the Mortal Sword was prepared for the four of them.
Although she has not seen Yun Qingming's sword yet, Li Xiuyuan said it was not necessary, which proved that it was a treasure that was not weaker than an ordinary sword, and it might even be the location of the divine sword.
What puzzled her the most was that now, Li Xiuyuan was caught in a snowflake and began to practice a small bamboo sword just like before.
With a "squeak" sound, the wooden door was pushed open.
Yun Ziyi rubbed her eyes and walked in, lying on the bed next to her master, hugging Yun Tianhong and shouting: "Master, I will go to Yinchuan City with my junior brother later. What do you want to buy?"
Yun Tianhong touched her black hair and sighed quietly in his heart.
He smiled secretly and said, let her go. Who said that this daughter-like treasure in front of her must first turn into a mortal before she can become a saint?
For example, Nalan Ruoyu from Yunshan that day, didn't he first break through to the realm of the venerable, and then with the help of his disciples, he understood the way of heaven and earth?
As long as Yun Ziyi and Ouyang Xiayun are happy, she is happy.
Thinking of this, Yun Tianhong told Yun Ziyi what Li Xiuyuan had told him, and then said with a faint smile: "Master also likes what you like."
When Yun Ziyi heard this, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes.
He smiled and said: "Then buy some new skirts for the master, and two green shirts for the uncle."
Yun Tianhong smiled and said: "Don't forget your junior brother. In the next few years, neither of them will be able to leave Meishan. They will have to rely on you as their senior sister."
Yun Ziyi chuckled: "Li Xiuyuan is indeed good. My junior brother and I have recovered our cultivation levels."
...
It’s nearly noon on Xuefeng Mountain.
On the edge of the quiet and uninhabited lake, the spring breeze blows across the lake, causing ripples. It is a scene of spring and bright scenery.
After the spring rain gradually stopped, the sky became clearer and the clouds gradually dispersed. A round of spring sunshine illuminated the snow-capped mountains full of vitality, and even breathed with a faint fragrance.
Li Xiuyuan's consciousness circled around the lake, first stopping on the fish in the lake for a moment, and finally landed on a white tower not far away.
A faint fire of Nirvana is burning slowly in the white tower.
This reminded him of that time in the Buddhist temple on the Great Qin Snow Mountain, when he burned the fire of Nirvana in front of Ksitigarbha.
In the end, it was the old man Hong Yuanhai who took him away from the snow mountain and back to the backyard of No. 47.
Fortunately, there is a saint master in Buli who can help him burn the fire of Nirvana when he becomes a demon.
Otherwise, if it were anyone else, he would either transform into a demon king, or his body and soul would disappear in one day.
In the clear lake water, a woman's figure suddenly appeared in front of Li Xiuyuan's eyes. Wearing a white skirt and holding a spiritual sword in her hand, she stood in front of the wooden house on the mountain behind Zhufeng.
The mountain breeze blows, and the clothes are fluttering gently.
There was a melancholy look on her face, as well as a hint of coldness, which made people feel that she was a woman who was unwilling to say anything to others.
However, in the cold lake, under a round of spring sun, this shadow is still so cold.
When he took a closer look, he saw that it was Junior Sister Zhufeng whom he had not seen for a long time, a young lady from the Loulan Chen family.
Is that look of joy in a pair of smoky eyes? Or resentment?
Quietly looking at the junior sister who was as if she had just emerged from the dust, ten years have not left a trace of wind and frost on her face. Just like back then, she was still the coolest and most beautiful woman in Tianyun Mountain.
In just a blink of an eye, time flies by like lightning.
The woman who had taught him swordsmanship with all his heart and hoped to have a happy marriage with Wang Qiang was right in front of his eyes.
Time is like the wind, and time is like water.
"Plop!" With a sound, the fish in the lake disturbed the ripples in front of him.
Just for a moment, the smoky eyes of the woman in the water were replaced by a cold and frosty face, with a bit of doubt, a bit of confusion, or a bit of anger?
Sighing silently, Li Xiuyuan wiped the woman in the lake away from his eyes with a wave of his hand, and a fire burned deep in his heart.
A faint flame will instantly burn the wilderness where the green grass has not yet grown.
No matter what secrets you have, you can't let the apricot garden in my dream accompany the enemy of the day!
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