It was still quiet all around, except for the fish in the lake that jumped out of the water from time to time and looked at the idiot standing by the lake.
Indescribable emotions suddenly surged into Li Xiuyuan's heart, but he couldn't express them when facing the fish in the lake.
As for this kind of thing, he was afraid that he would not be able to say it out loud when facing the old monk in the wooden house.
It is said that a family's scandal should not be publicized. To a certain extent, this was his family's scandal.
Beside the big lake, Li Xiuyuan suddenly felt out of breath.
When facing someone in Qiuyun Mountain, he didn't have to consider anyone's emotions, but for some reason, at this moment, he thought of his junior sister who had already married someone else.
But don’t know what to do?
If there is destined to be a life and death fight in Loulan, then how will he face his junior sister after this battle?
Just like Wang Qiang doesn't know how to deal with Sima Jingyun's family now, he doesn't even know how to face the woman who called him senior brother back then.
Fate played a cruel joke on him, but he was forced to face it.
Things have turned into what he likes to say, the only way is to burn the loach on fire and eat one piece after it is cooked.
At this moment, the old monk's greeting came from a distance: "Why did the young gentleman think of coming to Xuefeng Mountain? I still can't hear your voice."
Like Yun Tianhong, the old monk told Li Xiuyuan that Buli in Nirvana did not have any spiritual consciousness.
"First of all, I can't separate myself from you, and secondly, I can have a chat with my senior."
Li Xiuyuan turned around and walked towards the terrace where the old monk was. The old monk who came from a distance had obviously just left the Buddhist temple and came back to rest.
The old monk nodded and said with a smile: "First make a pot of tea."
When the two of them lit a small stove on the terrace and boiled a pot of snow water, the old monk asked: "Are the four children okay?"
Li Xiuyuan nodded, with a glint of light shining in his eyes.
He quietly replied: "There are two seniors here. Even if I don't come, in the end they will only fall a few levels, but it won't cost them their lives, right?"
Almost subconsciously, the old monk shook his head and replied: "I am not an expert in using poison. If it weren't for your spiritual fluid, this matter would be really difficult."
"Let this matter be over. When I go to Loulan, I will find someone to ask for an explanation."
Li Xiuyuan didn't want to explain too much. Even if there was trouble, it was his fault alone.
When he heard that the four children were out of danger, the pressure on the old monk was instantly relieved, and his expression became softer.
Silently, watching the snow water on the small stove, waiting for the moment when the water boils and the tea smells fragrant.
At this moment, Li Xiuyuan suddenly asked: "Senior, are the temples on Xuefeng Mountain the same as Yam Temple? Do they also have a mandala and a sky burial platform?"
The old monk replied: "The sky burial platform is a bit far from here and is rarely used."
"The mandala is a way of practice, just as the Buddhist scriptures say, "cutting off doubt and giving birth to faith." It allows herders on the grassland to understand Buddhism and get close to the Buddhas in the simplest way. "
"This place is far away from the grassland, and few herdsmen come here, so there is no mandala, and the sky burial platform is not the way that all monks choose to sit. It is just one of them..."
Li Xiuyuan nodded and said, "Can you understand that turning a prayer wheel is just like reciting Buddhist scriptures, and it is also a convenient method of practice?"
The old monk smiled slightly: "That's right."
Thinking about his practice in the Tang Dynasty, Li Xiuyuan said thoughtfully: "Practice Taoism on the front mountain and Buddhism on the back mountain, in fact, they are both to get to the top of the mountain."
When the old monk heard this, he couldn't help but admire him and said with emotion: "With this, you can become the master of Buli and Wang Qiang."
"How can I succeed? I came to this world to walk on the road to heaven and complete my own practice. There are countless causes and effects waiting for me ahead."
Li Xiuyuan sighed: "At most, when summer comes, I will leave here and go to Phoenix City."
At this moment, he did not mention Loulan or Tianyun Mountain.
This is his own business and has nothing to do with Wang Qiang, and naturally has nothing to do with the old monk and Yun Tianhong.
Lifting his arm, Li Xiuyuan offered the old monk a cup of spiritual tea.
He said quietly: "I made a mortal sword for each of Fu Li and Princess, and kept them warm in Meishan. After they break through the realm, they can change their swords."
"This is my little thought and the only thing I can do for them."
Sighing, Li Xiuyuan said: "Before that, I will go to Phoenix City to fulfill Liuli's wish and let her go to Phoenix City to give up her memory and no longer be a princess."
"In this case, I'm afraid you will encounter double trouble from Wuji Holy Land and Phoenix City."
The old monk frowned and said, "Now that Wuji Holy Land and Phoenix City are getting married, if you want to stand up for Liuli, I'm afraid neither of these two forces will nod easily."
Li Xiuyuan smiled coldly: "As parents, they only see power, glory and wealth, and they completely ignore their daughter's choice."
"As an elder brother, Yu Wenjie actually forced his sister to risk her own life on her wedding day to burn the fire of Nirvana that should not be burning in Phoenix City."
"There is an even less important thing, which is destined to make them unable to be relatives in this life!"
The old monk was shocked when he heard this. He put down the teacup in his hand and asked, "Tell me."
Li Xiuyuan thought of meeting Lao Gui in the prehistoric world, and a sudden change occurred in the cave one night. The ancient Luan bird entered Yu Wen Liuli's soul and became one with her.
Later, at the foot of Tianshan Mountain, Yuwen Liuli awakened the memory of the Luan Bird and transformed into a Luan Bird flying into the night sky.
She couldn't help but murmured: "Coming back from the secret realm, she is not only the princess of Phoenix City, but also an ancient luan bird. She can recognize her parents in this life, and she can also wield a sword to end love."
Disdainful of Yu Wenjie's elder brother's selfishness, Li Xiuyuan finally understood why Tantai Mingyue had always been aloof.
Ever since she met him halfway in Loulan, she had been reluctant to get as close to him as Murong Zhilan did. It turned out to be because of the disparity in status between the two.
She is not worthy of her status as the proud daughter of the Holy Land and her worth.
After a moment of silence, Li Xiuyuan slammed the wooden table and said coldly: "How can a mere Wuji Holy Land or a Phoenix Imperial City make the Luan Bird bow its head?"
Woohoo, a gust of wind came, rolling up the pine needles in the mountains, like thousands of swords, and slashed at Li Xiuyuan by the lake.
Reaching out to pick up the flower, Li Xiuyuan ignored the thousands of swords in front of him and pinched a thin pine needle in the wind.
In an instant, a trace of water-like power condensed between his fingers.
While the old monk was stunned, he shouted: "A summer insect cannot speak of the ice, and a well frog cannot speak of the sea. In this world, no one can stop her."
After saying this and waving his hand, a water-like sword slashed towards the pine forest opposite the Baizhang Lake.
"This description is very appropriate."
The old monk silently felt the sword in the wind struck by Li Xiuyuan, watching the thin pine needle piercing the void on the lake, ignoring the strong wind in front of him.
There are even countless lines flying in the air among the turbulence caused by the pine needles flying through it.
Like the white clouds floating slowly in the sky, they carry some irregular aura of heaven and earth, and even some vague power of law.
In an instant, a clear sound of "Crack!" was heard from the opposite side of the lake, followed by a rumble.
What the old monk saw in his eyes was a cedar that had been growing for who knows how many years, and was instantly cut in half by the thin pine needles.
I was so stunned that I couldn't speak for a while, which made me go back to ten years ago.
The young man was sitting in front of the window of Meishan's main hall, asking his junior sister what a saint's sword was and how to cut out that saint's sword.
Just in the blink of an eye, when ten years passed by in a blink of an eye, the young boy was no longer the boy at that moment.
Looking at the scene in front of him, the old monk couldn't help but said: "Junior sister, this sword must have the same momentum as you did back then."
Sit quietly in front of the window, silently watching the little butterflies and crows playing in the mountains, and say something in front of the table
Wang Qiang and Sima Jingyun were stunned.
Yun Tianhong smiled slightly: "How to say?"
The old monk sighed and said with a smile: "What a saint's sword. He no longer needs you to spend too much time teaching it."
Yun Tianhong smiled slightly and replied: "He comes from the heavens, and the sword he slashes is naturally from the world. If not, how can he face the wind and rain in Phoenix City?"
After finishing speaking, he looked at Wang Qiang and Sima Jingyun and said, "These two spiritual peaches were left by Li Xiuyuan to restore their fallen state. These are not treasures of the Xuanwu Continent."
Sima Jingyun sighed and asked: "Senior, has my senior brother gone to Xuefeng Mountain? Why didn't he give it to us yesterday?"
The corners of Wang Qiang's mouth moved but he said nothing because he was speechless.
The peach blossoms outside the window have not yet bloomed, but there are two fragrant spiritual peaches on the table. They are obviously not treasures from this world.
Think about it, only Li Xiuyuan has this incredible ability.
Yun Tianhong smiled and said: "Wang Qiang just woke up yesterday, so naturally he couldn't eat this spiritual peach immediately. This is Li Xiuyuan's hard work. Don't let it down."
Sima Jing nodded, looked at Wang Qiang and said, "Eat it, this is a treasure from heaven."
Wang Qiang sighed and said with a wry smile: "Junior sister, please eat it too, thank you senior."
Yun Tianhong smiled and said: "Thank you, it's a good idea to remember your senior brother...Xiao Die'er, Qing Ming, have you done your homework today?"
"Ah! Master, don't rush me, go now."
In the distance, Xiao Dieer's cheerful voice came from the wind.
...
Waving his sleeves, Li Xiuyuan dusted off the non-existent dust on his clothes.
A calm smile returned to his face, and he said slowly: "If we talk about death, the princess of Phoenix City died in the prehistoric world that day. The one who passed away on Xiaojin Mountain today is the divine bird Phoenix."
"Boom!" a sound.
A divine thunder fell from the sky for no reason, hitting the sky of Dahu heavily, and also hit Li Xiuyuan on the head.
Yun Qingming, who was following Xiaodie'er, shouted: "Senior sister, please listen, the master made God angry again in Xuefeng Mountain, and a divine thunder dropped to strike him."
Xiao Die'er scratched her head, looked in the direction of Xuefeng Mountain, and replied in confusion: "Who is making Master angry again?"
Yun Tianhong's voice came from the wind: "Your master is a monster, do you want to go back and do your homework?"
Xiao Die'er chuckled and said, "Master, don't worry, we'll go right away."
"Am I wrong? Or are you unwilling to give in and dissatisfied with the result?"
Li Xiuyuan looked up to the sky and said angrily: "You are the God of this world. Since you don't want to take action and can't take action, how about I take action?"
He thought about the graceful posture of Yuwen Liuli stepping out of the cave in the rustling autumn wind.
Thinking about the scene when the princess fell out with Phoenix, broke up with Yu Wenjie, Tantai Mingyue and others, I felt more and more that everything in this world was just like this.
The old monk shook his head and thought, apart from the young man in front of him, who among the monks in this world would dare to anger God?
Moreover, there has been no movement in the sky since this divine thunder dropped. It is obvious that God does not want to pay attention to the young man in front of him.
Thinking of this, the old monk felt a little proud. After all, the person his disciple liked was that ancient legend.
So the old monk said calmly: "Can you be more polite when you talk to him?"
Li Xiuyuan stared at the spring sun in the sky, just like looking up at the stars in the night sky, and shook his head after listening to the old monk's words.
He replied softly: "No."
