Even the mortals in the world will be frightened by the thunders in the sky one after another, even though it is early spring, it is the time when spring returns to the earth and the thunder is rolling.

Not knowing where the calamity thunder from the sky was falling, Li Xiuyuan put away the food and wine on the table and lit the stove to boil water.

Listen to the tribulation thunder in a silent place, brew a pot of spiritual tea and enjoy the spring.

It seems that he has never tried such an elegant thing, nor was he given the opportunity.

Even when he saw Princess Wutong, Tang Qiuyu, Brother Nalan and others break through the realm overnight at Xuantian Temple, he was not so calm.

Everything has nothing to do with him, because Monk Buli told him to stay here to make tea and entertain guests.

Being able to sit quietly in the house, listening to the thunder and not being frightened, is also a kind of practice for him.

If a monk in the Void Refining Realm survives the Heavenly Tribulation again, he will be an expert in the Fusion Realm. Presumably, if the monk returns to the mountain this time, he will never have to return to the world of mortals to practice hard.

Unexpectedly, my unintentional words helped Monk Buli achieve enlightenment and break through.

Perhaps, the bucket of water in the monk's heart has long been filled, and his unintentional words were just the last drop of spring rain, which made the monk, who had been accumulating for many years, understand the truth.

Come and hear the Tao, it turns out you can really come and hear the Tao.

Looking at the flames growing on the table, Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but laugh.

Amidst the rumbling thunder of calamity, Li Xiuyuan's brows furrowed tightly.

Quietly, he took out the array disk and placed it under the bookshelf behind him.

He really couldn't figure out who would push open the door of the small courtyard with the clouds of calamity rolling in the sky and the sound of thunder.

It's not Ouyang Xia Yun, nor Yun Ziyi, nor is it the monk Buli who is going through the tribulation.

The unsheathed Samsara Sword was placed on the stool beside him.

He turned the oil lamp brighter, and the purple sand on the table had been warmed with boiling water, and the spiritual tea had fallen into it.

He picked up the kettle on the small stove with his right hand and slowly poured it into the purple sand... He quietly looked at the woman in white walking slowly, with a light smile on her thin face.

He said softly: "I didn't expect that with the thunder rolling in the sky, there would be uninvited guests."

The visitor was stunned, looked at him and said: "Many people think that I like to bully the small, but in fact I personally prefer to be more direct."

"In such a dangerous time, instead of making tea and enlightenment in the guest room, you hurriedly broke into my courtyard. You must have come to kill me!"

There was a warm teapot and teacups on the table. Next to the table was a small portable stove. A faint mist seeped out of the kettle on the stove, and the spring water was humming non-stop.

After arriving at the inn, Li Xiuyuan washed up, changed into a clean gown and sat quietly in the living room.

There was a pot of freshly brewed spiritual tea in front of him, and his face was calm, not at all intimidated by the sudden visitor.

However, the person who came was really stunned for a moment. She didn't expect that she came while taking advantage of the calamity thunder, but failed to frighten the young man in front of her who didn't even have his spiritual veins condensed.

At this moment, it was finally confirmed that either the other party was aware that he was coming, or the other party didn't care about his arrival and his unknown purpose at all.

It takes a lot of strong self-confidence and state of mind to be so calm and composed.

She didn't believe it and couldn't believe it.

He took two steps forward and sat in front of the young man. A woman of about twenty-five years old in a white dress, after a moment of silence, took the spiritual tea handed over by Xiu Yuan and took a sip.

"This tea-making skill is really good, much better than that of my junior sister."

The visitor couldn't help but take another sip of tea, and then continued: "I won't beat around the bush, just be more direct... I want to know, was my senior sister killed by you?"

Li Xiuyuan frowned slightly. He did not expect that the woman who came to kill him while Monk Buli was away was actually the junior sister of the village girl on the ferry, just like Yun Ziyi.

The woman in front of her was obviously much higher in cultivation than Yun Ziyi, and could only be compared with Ouyang Xuan of the Snowfield Holy Land.

Moreover, there was a kind of indifference in the person who came, which was more ruthless than the killer. In his opinion, the woman in front of him should have lived outside the world for a long time, and did not care about the sufferings of mortals in the world. She also had a kind of indifference based on absolute self-confidence.

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The issue that was worrying me a moment ago turned out to be a fact not long after.

After a moment of silence, he said with a wry smile: "Of course it has something to do with me, but if you just want to cross the Tongtian River quietly, and a woman dressed as a village girl comes to kill you, what will you do?"

"I should kill her!" The visitor looked at Li Xiuyuan and said, "Even if what you said makes sense, it's just that she is my senior sister."

Li Xiuyuan silently observed the woman sitting at the table, and actually saw in her the shadow of Hua Manlou and the shopkeeper Hua Tianxia.

There is a hint of ruthlessness in the gentleness, and a pair of phoenix eyes that are so frightening that people dare not look directly at him.

Sighing, Li Xiuyuan said: "You look a lot like an old friend of mine. If you don't kill me, I think we can have a good talk..."

The woman in the white dress couldn't help but giggle when she heard this.

He laughed so much that he had to put down Erli's tea cup, looked at him and said, "Little brother, you are really good at talking. If you hadn't killed my senior sister, I would have taken you back to Meishan to practice."

The woman looked at the Samsara Sword lying next to Li Xiuyuan and couldn't help but be startled. She thought, so you knew someone had entered the yard. Could it be possible that you could have planned an ambush to kill yourself in advance?

A young man who looks weak and weak, and whose spiritual veins are not even condensed, knows that someone is coming to kill him, but he does not run away, but quietly makes tea and waits?

What ability does this young man have? And what threat does a young man pose to himself? Can a long sword full of rust stop the revenge of Meishan disciples?

In the blink of an eye, the woman in the white dress thought about many possibilities, even the worst possible outcome.

A dignified look gradually appeared on his gentle face. He looked at Li Xiuyuan and asked, "Little guy, why don't you run away?"

"Why are you running away? Do you have to break the window to escape because the killer comes to your door?"

Li Xiuyuan looked at her with a smile and said, "Since I'm sitting here waiting for you, how can I let you kill me?"

When the woman in the white dress heard this, her eyes widened and she said sternly: "Do you think that monk can save you? He himself has been suffering under the catastrophe. I don't know if he can survive it!"

After saying this, she waved her left hand slightly, and there was a murderous spiritual sword on the table.

"Boom!" Another burst of tribulation thunder struck. Li Xiuyuan counted silently in his heart. This was already the sixth tribulation thunder.

It seems that if Monk Buli wants to break through to the level of integration, he will have to endure many tribulations.

If I had known in my heart that you were going to survive the catastrophe, could I give you a few magic talismans to save your life?

Ning Que's brows furrowed, and he sighed quietly and said, "The monk has heard the truth. If he has the courage to face death, he can naturally be reborn after the disaster!"

At this moment, he couldn't help but think of Mr. Wuhua whom he met in Jinguang Temple in Tianluo City. He was also a disciple of Buddhism. Monk Buli also killed people, drank wine and ate meat.

But you can have the Buddha in your heart, and once you hear the Tao, you can enter the Tao and break through the realm.

As for myself, I have received the supreme Buddhist Dharma from my husband since I was a child. After practicing hard, I didn’t understand much of the Dharma, but I committed many sins...

Is it possible that I am a demon? But I clearly have no greed?

Right now, since I don’t have a single thought, I don’t have a single thought that dies, I don’t even have a thought.

The present moment should be without thoughts.

Since he has no thoughts, there is no right or wrong. Whether he lets her go or takes action, he is just passively complying with the woman in front of him.

Li Xiuyuan's tightly frowned brows slowly relaxed, he looked at the woman in the white dress in front of him, looked at the beautiful and indifferent spirit sword on the table, and said with a smile: "I heard the monk say that you are neighbors...

I can ignore it."

The woman in the white dress was startled, then chuckled and said: "But I want to care about it. I've come here, can I still come back empty-handed?"

A murderous intent slowly came out from the lips of the woman in the white dress. She put down the tea cup in her hand, stretched her right hand towards the spiritual sword in front of her, and flicked the sword lightly with her left hand.

A clear chant sounded in the living room.

Together with the tribulation thunders that struck down one after another in the sky, there was a thrilling momentum.

However, until this moment, Li Xiuyuan still did not move.

Holding a cup of spiritual tea, he looked at her and said quietly: "You can still turn back before the sword falls... If the sword is struck out, you will not stop until you die. Girl, please think carefully."

After saying this, he ignored the murderous intent from the opposite side and reached out to pick up two pieces of charcoal and stuffed them into the small stove.

Then he took another spoonful of water and filled the kettle.

The woman in the white dress watched every move of the boy, but she was thinking about what her junior sister told him. The guy in front of her could kill more than a dozen killers, and even her senior sister fell into his hands.

If it were that easy to deal with, I'm afraid he would have died by the killer's sword long ago.

However, at this moment, she has an arrow on the string, and she cannot be allowed to take it back... even though this would go against the master's wishes.

Quietly, she used her spiritual consciousness to look around the small courtyard. When she was sure that there was no third party except the two of them, she showed a smile on her face, looked at Li Xiuyuan and said, "I want to give it a try!"

After saying that, he suddenly stood up from the stool, and the spiritual sword in his hand turned into a bright bolt of lightning, tearing through the darkness covered by the oil lamp in the living room and piercing the young man in front of him.

Li Xiuyuan suddenly felt pain like needle pricks on his brow, but he could not see any panic. He saw the woman in the white dress stabbing him with the spiritual sword.

But unexpectedly, he grabbed the reincarnation sword beside him and saw the lightning struck by the woman in the white skirt as a bamboo leaf, a piece of flying snow, and a flower falling from the top of the bamboo peak!

When the sword comes out, it will cut the snow!

At this moment, he regained his ability to cut the snow on the Tianshan Mountains. His power was like lightning, and he was no longer using the mountain to cut the snow.

Arriving late and first, he narrowly avoided the oncoming sword energy and blasted out the Samsara Sword in his hand, slashing straight into the opponent's wrist!

Clang, clang, clang! The two swords met and faced each other in the living room. The sharp spiritual sword met the Samsara Sword, sending a burst of sparks in the air. Li Xiuyuan flipped his right hand hard, and the Samsara Sword turned into a snow-cutting force and slashed towards the woman in the white dress!

The living room is too small and there is no place for him to retreat!

The array disk was under the bookshelf behind him, and he couldn't leave his array and jump into the yard to fight this crazy woman.

So he didn't want to fight with the woman in this narrow living room, and then look for opportunities.
To be continued...