On the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Li Xiuyuan was not drunk, but the Jade Lord Nalan Ruoyu was a little drunk, and finally slipped into the depths of the hall when the moon was at the top.

Meng Shentong was very happy tonight, not because of Li Xiuyuan's lofty ambitions, but because his apprentice did not covet fairy swords and was satisfied with a bamboo sword in his hand.

What surprised him the most was that when Li Xiuyuan took out the bamboo sword with two rune prohibitions engraved on it, a burst of flame energy appeared in front of the old man, startling him.

At this time, Ping An was already lying on the old man's lap, dreaming.

"The disciple is not talented. He only has a flame rune engraved on it and an acceleration rune on it. No matter how many more, I'm afraid this bamboo sword won't be able to withstand it..."

Li Xiuyuan looked at the old man and smiled.

The old man was stunned for a moment, then laughed loudly and said: "Old Yuan Zun is really blind. I also support you to find the divine fire first and then learn to refine weapons."

"Disciple thinks so too. Without fire, I can't become a weapon refiner... Besides, this is not my ambition. At most, it's enough to learn this skill."

In Li Xiuyuan's opinion, making weapons is just like learning to make swords. He should not be obsessed with it, otherwise he may be like Master Ouyang Dongli, who delayed his practice.

The old man took a deep breath and said with a smile: "Remember what you want to practice. Everything else is just the scenery you encounter on the road."

Li Xiuyuan nodded and said with a smile: "Although my disciple failed to bring the stars into my body, when I wake up every day, I always feel that I have endless strength. Is it the power given to me by the seven stars?"

The old man thought of the wonderful image he saw on the top of the mountain at night, but he thought about it but did not tell Li Xiuyuan.

He just said lightly: "How can it be so easy to bring stars into the body? I hope you can do everything that you failed to do as a teacher, and don't leave any regrets."

After thinking for a while, Li Xiuyuan asked something that he had never understood.

"Teacher, have any monks in this world ascended? If so, where did they go in the end?"

In his own world, the thirty-three days on Mount Sumeru were the ultimate goal. After coming to Xuanwu Continent, Li Xiuyuan did not read any records about the ascension of monks in the library.

Therefore, he was very confused.

"There can be saints in the Xuanwu Continent, but many monks will never reach this height in their lifetime, let alone ascend and leave..."

"In the civilization of Xuanwu Continent, monks can use the power of stars to draw starlight into their bodies... use space energy to practice, and after reaching a certain height, they can also explore the existence of other stars..."

"As far as I know, when you reach the level of a saint, you will be able to travel to galactic civilizations, travel through time and space, and use black holes for interstellar travel."

The old man took a sip of spiritual tea and continued: "Be able to understand black holes and master multi-dimensional space, contact higher civilizations in other galaxies, and become a member of the Galaxy Civilization Alliance..."

"Perhaps these teachers are invisible, including most of the disciples in the sect. Their ultimate cultivation may only stop at the realm of saints..."

When Meng Shentong said this, there was a trace of imperceptible regret on his face, which was also the pain he had suffered for many years.

Because after meeting Li Xiuyuan, he felt like he had discovered the brightest star in the dark night, and he did not hesitate to teach him the way of the stars that he had not yet fully comprehended.

He wants Li Xiuyuan to surpass a saint, instead of thinking about how to become a saint!

And his idea is obviously a treason in the Xuanwu land. Any monk with immortal veins will not give up the hope of becoming an immortal, but risk his life to lose all his skills and try to test the stars.

Enter the body.

Except for the young man in front of him, who has strong physical strength and no trace of immortal veins or true energy, he can hope to communicate with the stars and attract stars into his body.

"Saint...isn't the ultimate goal...could it be that the sea of ​​stars is?"

The old man looked at him and smiled and said: "Aren't you just communicating with the stars now? You have a long time, so don't be impatient."

In the eyes of the old man, Li Xiuyuan did more than just bring stars into his body. The young man now had turned his body into a starry sky. All seven stars had entered his body and were changing the structure of his body all the time.

However, this is also a process from ignorance to self-knowledge.

Even if the old man told the disciples in front of him what he had discovered, even Li Xiuyuan would not be able to use the power of these stars.

After all, the stars now entered his body on their own initiative, not because Li Xiuyuan succeeded in attracting the stars and realized the power of these moments.

That's why he asked Li Xiuyuan not to be anxious. Even if it takes ten or fifty years to realize it, it is still something to be proud of.

"From now on, don't take any magical medicines randomly. Even if the medicine is given to you by the Medicine Master, you can't take it!"

The old man thought for a while, looked at him and said seriously: "Your body already has the function of self-repair. You must not suddenly condense the immortal veins when you are sensing the stars..."

This is Meng Shentong's own lesson. When the power of the stars had not yet been formed, he suddenly gathered the immortal veins, and was confused and reluctant to let go of them. As a result, he did not fully cultivate the star body in the end.

Li Xiuyuan was stunned, thinking that he couldn't let me give up all my cultivation, right?

However, right now, he is no different from a mortal without any cultivation. Even if he says it, the old man won't believe it.

After thinking for a while, he looked at Meng Shentong and said with a smile: "It would be great if the disciple can practice with the teacher and won't take any magic medicine randomly."

In his opinion, he still has a magical medicine in his body that is unknown for a thousand years or ten thousand years, and Chen Mengsheng has died on the Tianhuang Mountain for that magical medicine.

Thinking of Chen Mengsheng, Li Xiuyuan finally remembered, looked at Meng Shentong and asked: "Teacher, are there any books about medicinal herbs in the library? I want to study it."

Meng Shentong was startled when he heard this, looked at him and asked: "Do you want to be the disciple of Yaozun?"

"Even if I think about it, I don't have the skills!"

In his opinion, he wanted to learn both weapon refining and medicine refining, but the most important thing right now was to feel the power of the stars and find a way to find the legendary divine fire.

Thinking of this, Li Xiuyuan said thoughtfully: "I said it is the same as the method of refining weapons, just take a look."

Meng Shentong breathed a sigh of relief, looked at him and warned: "Don't take the medicine indiscriminately. Even if you get the magic medicine, you have to show it to me, otherwise you will just wait to cry, but you can't mess around!"

Waving his hand, Meng Shentong picked up Ping An in one hand, turned around and left the Yaoguang Hall, disappearing above the Bamboo Peak.

Li Xiuwu raised his head and looked at the faint night sky, but he was thinking about what the old man said. It turns out that Xuanwu Continent is a world with saints, and it is still not the end that he wants to conquer.

He suddenly missed the old Taoist priest.

If his master were here, he would definitely be able to explain all these questions to him.

It was the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the night was as cold as water. Li Xiuyuan wanted to play a piece of music on the piano to express his feelings...but he couldn't take out the iron piano, and his master was obviously drunk deep in the hall.

Somewhere in a corner.

After cleaning up the mess on the table, he took out a futon and placed it under the eaves of the main hall.

Looking at the bright moon, holding a half glass of wine in my hand, I couldn't help but use my hand as a pen to write something on the bluestone floor with the apricot blossom wine in the glass.

Then he raised his head and drank the remaining wine in the glass.

Thinking of my loved ones under the starry sky, I couldn't help but sigh. Practicing spiritual practice is indeed a lonely road.

...

Rarely feeling happy, she drank a few more drinks in the night and woke up with a hangover. When Nalan Ruoyu walked out of the room, the sun was shining brightly and it was already past Chen hour.

I opened my mouth and felt it tasted bitter.

Thinking that Li Xiuyuan was back and that he had to make some spiritual tea to relieve the hangover, he moved outside.

After washing up and going to the front of the temple, I found that the building was already empty.

She opened her mouth, but did not shout out, because Fangfei's consciousness told her that her disciple had gone to the back mountain to grow vegetables and practice sword practice.

"Can't I practice in Yaoguang Palace?"

Nalan Ruoyu looked around and saw that there were a lot of open spaces outside the Xindao Hall. Why don't you just use a few of them to plant vegetables? You have to go to that damn place in the back mountain. You can't even find anyone making a cup of tea.

I had to do it myself. I took a quiet breath outside the palace. When I was about to turn around and go into the palace to make tea, I saw a pool of water stains under the eaves outside the palace.

When she came up to take a closer look, she was speechless for a long time.

After a long while, he muttered to himself: "I actually snatched a monster back!"

I saw a pool of water stains on the bluestone board. It was clearly a sword intent casually swayed on the ground with some wine. After careful reflection, it seemed to have the power of water and the power of fire!

In an instant, two different swords struck him head-on... Subconsciously, Nalan Ruoyu took a step back.

Looking at the sword intent on the ground, he softly chanted:

Lovers complain about the distant night, but they miss each other at night.

When the candle is extinguished, the compassionate light fills you, and when you put on your clothes, you feel the dew.

What kind of monster did he accept? He obviously had no immortal veins, but he could teach Ping An how to practice swordsmanship.

Even though he doesn't have a trace of fairy spirit, he can carve two different sword movements on the ground at will.

After being stunned for a long time, she took a piece of white cloth from the house, rubbed a puddle of ink, and rubbed the poem on the ground onto the cloth.

Then it turned into a breeze and went down the mountain.

She was going to ask the old man in the library where this guy came from?

...

At this time, Li Xiuyuan, who had returned to the mountains, was sitting in a cave in a daze.

With nothing to do in the morning, he watered the vegetable field and practiced sword practice for an hour. Then he returned to the cave and started doing what he had done in the Five Domains Tianshan Mountains.

He had spent many days before carving all the Buddhist scriptures that the old Taoist priest had put into his divine sea on the stone walls and floors of the cave.

I had nothing to do today, so I thought about finishing the last section of carving. Suddenly, a golden light spread throughout the cave, and I felt a roaring sound coming from the underground.

Before he could recover, he felt that he had left the cave and suddenly came into a dark space.

This is a place that is darker than night, where you can't see your fingers, and there is no starlight to guide you, let alone the light of a bright lamp.

"Have I traveled through time again?"

Li Xiuyuan was startled, because at this time his Delirium Eye also fell into a deep sleep, and he could only release his consciousness to quietly sense the situation around him.
To be continued...