One night passed, and when Li Xiuyuan woke up, he found that he was already lying in the Yaoguang Palace.

Touching his head with a splitting headache and thinking about the starlight last night, he was startled and quickly looked inside himself, looking again and again, but he didn't know what was wrong with his body.

The black star stone was held in his hand, and even the futon on the ground was now pillowed under his head.

Thinking about it, this master who forced himself to be his apprentice seemed pretty good, and he would secretly follow him.

It seems that there is no danger for me on Bamboo Peak.

As for the strange thing that happened last night, he could only go to the library to ask his teacher Meng Shentong another day.

Thinking of this, I got up and washed myself, then went to cook a pot of porridge, and then started my daily practice of cleaning the courtyard of Yaoguang Hall.

What he didn't expect was that the bookshelves in Yaoguang Palace were filled with different exercises. Li Xiuyuan just glanced at them casually and thought that taking these exercises to Tianyu Street would cause a disturbance.

I thought that this master looked cold, but he didn't have the consciousness to guard himself.

However, Li Xiuyuan had no intention of practicing these techniques. He planned to finish cleaning the Yaoguang Palace and go down the mountain to the Library Pavilion at noon.

One is to continue reading, and the other is to ask what happened to the starlight last night.

However, before he could think about how to go down the mountain to find his teacher, Ping An's voice sounded outside the hall: "Where is my brother? Ping An is here with Grandpa Meng!"

Li Xiuyuan was so happy that he didn't expect that he was thinking of looking for you.

Without saying much, he answered and walked out of the hall. He looked at the old man and the young man and said with a smile: "Why is the teacher here? Ping An, don't you need to practice with the master today?"

As soon as Ping An saw Li Xiuyuan coming out, he rushed up to him, circled around him, and then took another look into the Yaoguang Hall. He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw no one around.

She took Li Xiuyuan's hand and asked, "Brother, did Yuzun hit you later? Would she deny him food or let him sleep?"

Li Xiuyuan first bowed his hands to Meng Shentong and said, "Disciple has met the teacher. Please come in and let me serve you tea."

Then he took Ping An's hand and walked into the main hall, walked to the table and lit the stove to boil water.

After Meng Shentong saw him sitting down with satisfaction, he said to Ping An: "Yuzun is my master now, how could she hit me? Where is Ping An, your master?"

Ping An looked at him and smiled and said: "Master was called away by Master, how could he have time to take care of me? I was wondering if my brother would be beaten, so I invited Grandpa Meng to come and have a look."

While washing the pot and dropping the tea, Li Xiuyuan shook his head, looked at Meng Shentong, and told him the strange things that happened last night.

After that, he said in a daze: "Disciple, was he hit by a meteor?"

Meng Shentong didn't say anything after hearing this. Instead, he held Li Xiuyuan's small hand with one hand and carefully explored his whole body, just like Yu Zun last night.

After a while, Cai Ren shook his head and said, "That's not right. You obviously don't have any spiritual power, let alone the ability to communicate with heaven and earth. It's really strange."

Ping An didn't understand the meaning of what the two said. In his opinion, as long as Li Xiuyuan was good, it would be fine.

Thinking of this, Ping An took out a black iron plate from his body, stuffed it into Li Xiuyuan's hand, and chuckled: "Grandpa Yuan gave this to you. He said that even if Yuzun robs you, he will accept his brother."

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Li Xiuyuan was stunned and looked at Meng Shentong in a daze.

Meng Shentong looked at him and smiled and said: "What are you afraid of? There is one more master and one more backstage. When you have time in the future, go to the elder to learn how to refine weapons."

Li Xiuyuan served the spiritual tea to Meng Shentong, and frowned as he looked at it: "Disciple thinks that he has to continue to go to the library to read, but here... how can he find the time to go to Yuan Zun to learn the exercises?

Tool?"

Meng Shentong looked at him and shook his head, and said seriously: "The library is right there. Even if you spend hundreds of years, you still can't finish reading those books."

Ping An was delighted when he heard this and chuckled: "Grandpa Yuan said the same thing."

"When you have nothing to do, go and see the old man. When you learn how to make weapons, you can forge a good sword for Ping An."

Old Meng thought for a while, looked at him and said seriously.

Ping An quickly said: "Ping An doesn't have a fairy sword yet. I'm just waiting for my brother to help me."

Li Xiuyuan looked at the old and the young and smiled bitterly: "Teacher, you think too highly of me. Not to mention that I haven't gone to Yuan Zun yet. I don't know how many monks will die just from the legendary divine fire."

In the library, the master and apprentice talked a lot about the divine fire. He also knew that Tianyun Mountain could not provide anyone with even a single seed of divine fire.

If you want divine fire, you can only go to Xuanwu Land to look for opportunities.

Just like when he originally thought about going to the Shura battlefield to find the Phoenix Spirit, he changed places and did it all over again.

However, it seems that the Divine Fire is harder to find than the Phoenix Spirit.

After much deliberation, is it possible that I have to cultivate to the ninth level of Phoenix Nirvana and then use the Nirvana God's Fire?

Meng Shentong looked at his troubled look and couldn't help but smile: "I can't help you with the matter of the divine fire. How about you ask Yu Zun? She is your master now, so she has to help you with this matter."

you?"

"If you don't need fire, you need life!" Before Li Xiuyuan could answer, Yu Zun's cold voice came from a distance.

Meng Shentong was stunned and said with a smile: "I said, Yu girl, you can ignore others. I'll come over, old man. You have to buy me a drink, right?"

"Isn't my apprentice making tea for you?"

Yu Zunren did not appear, but the voice came from far away, and Ping An was so frightened that he shouted: "Sister Yu, don't scare Ping An."

If anyone dares to scream randomly on Tianyun Mountain, I'm afraid I won't be able to find anyone other than Ping An.

"Ping An, are you feeling itchy? Do you want me to send you to the headmaster's place to be locked up for a month?"

Although this voice was still cold, it finally had a hint of smoke and seemed much gentler.

Even so, Ping An was frightened and shouted: "No, Ping An wants to practice with his master!"

Meng Shentong looked at Li Xiuyuan and shook his head, and said calmly: "Don't be anxious about that matter. Even if you spend a year or even ten years, it will be worth it."

Li Xiuyuan nodded and responded: "Disciple understands, please rest assured, teacher."

After drinking three courses of tea, Meng Shentong threw down a few books and drifted away in peace.

Ping An's unwilling voice came from a distance: "Brother, wait for the master to lead the monster back, and then Ping An will treat you to a barbecue."

Meng Shentong said calmly: "Remember to come back after reading the book."

Li Xiuyuan was happy and thought that it was better now. He could stay in Yaoguang Hall and copy books.

The old Taoist master wanted him to sharpen his mind, so writing and copying books was a good way.

Amidst the whirring, before he could recover, a gust of breeze blew by, and Yuzun was already sitting opposite him.

"What are you looking at? Hurry up and change the tea!"

Frowning slightly, Yuzun looked at Li Xiuyuan and asked, "What do you call Old Man Meng?"

"Teacher?!"

Li Xiuyuan poured out the remaining tea in the pot and blurted out without thinking.

"Teacher? When did you become your teacher?" Yu Zun was startled and thought, could this old man be faster than his own hands?

After all, in her opinion, she had already started very quickly, but she didn't expect Meng Shentong to be faster than her!

Li Xiuyuan was startled, looked at her and replied: "Not long after I came to the sect, when I was reading in the library..."

In his opinion, he was just a little handyman sweeping the floor. How did he know that you all wanted me to come and sweep the floor?

"He's really quick!"

Yu Zun sighed unwillingly, looked at Li Xiuyuan who was skillfully making tea, and suddenly frowned: "What did you do at the top of the mountain last night? You stayed there until midnight."

Li Xiuyuan thought for a while, looked at her and smiled: "I learned to look at the stars from my teacher. He said that the five immortal temples in Tianyun Mountain are based on the seven stars..."

Li Xiuyuan said half of it and kept half of it, and did not say anything about what he wanted to communicate with the power of the stars.

First, because he currently has no ability to communicate with any star. Second, he doesn't know if he can tell this matter. After all, the talent master has never told him.

Even Meng Shentong did not expect that when Li Xiuyuan was communicating with the stars at night, he would be bumped into by Yu Zun.

Today, before the two masters and disciples could speak, they were interrupted by Yu Zun, and the old man simply forgot about it.

"Look at the stars?"

Yuzun was immediately confused by Li Xiuyuan and blurted out: "Even if you understand the seven stars, is it possible that you can still communicate with them? Do you want to fly to the sky?"

Upon hearing this, Li Xiuyuan chuckled and said, "Teacher said that being idle is idle. Maybe I can understand some secrets from the seven stars and find the power of the seven stars from the five peaks of the sect."

"Do you believe what Old Man Meng said?"

Yu Zun glanced at him with disgust, took a sip of the spiritual tea offered by Li Xiuyuan, and then revealed a strange smile on his face.

"Since you have become my disciple, I must tell you my master's name... My name is Nalan Ruoyu. What skills did Old Meng teach you?"

Even Yu Zun didn't expect that the disciple he snatched back could actually make spiritual tea that tasted better than his own.

I was secretly proud that I hadn't been snatched away by that old man Yuan Zun.

So what if there is no immortal vein, just because Li Xiuyuan could survive a palm strike against that black shadow, not even one of the disciples in Tianyun Mountain could be found.

This was the reason why she was so anxious to rob someone.

It's just that she didn't want to explain the reason to the headmaster, let alone let Li Xiuyuan know.

"The teacher said that he would teach me his skills after I understand the stars in the night sky."

This sentence is quite true, because up to now, Meng Shentong has not taught him the Star Art or Star Sword Technique.
To be continued...