It wasn't until Yuwen Liuli took Murong Zhilan to wash up at the creek that Li Xiuyuan murmured, "Why bother?"

Yuwen Liuli took out her silk scarf and wiped the blood from the corner of Murong Zhilan's mouth. She turned her head and complained from a distance: "Your hand is too heavy, how could you put it on my sister's nose..."

"

Murong Zhilan was sobbing and yelling: "Little Shura, you are a bandit. I want to go back and tell Senior Sister that I won't play with you anymore... Ouch, it hurts me to death...

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Yuwen Liuli couldn't help but giggle when he heard this.

He took her hand and walked towards the bamboo shed, smiling as he walked: "You should go back, it's already dark, if you're not afraid, just go back alone. I'm not leaving anyway."

Murong Zhilan was stunned for a moment, and her little face instantly became paler.

She looked up at the Tianshan Mountain where night had fallen, with a look of dissatisfaction on her face, because the casual punch from Li Xiuyuan made her feel extremely painful.

She even wondered if this guy did it on purpose.

It wasn't until Yuwen Liuli explained to him in a low voice by the stream that he gradually responded.

After returning to the bamboo shed and sitting down, Li Xiuyuan took out the cooked Zhuyan meat, placed it in front of the two women, and took out a small jar of new wine that had just been brewed.

He said quietly: "I am a vegetarian today, so I won't drink with you."

Murong Zhilan raised her head after hearing this, looked at him emotionlessly and said, "Do you feel guilty, seeing me in so much pain...it hurts so much that you can't eat meat?"

Smelling the strong aroma of meat, I instantly forgot that I had just been punched in the nose by this guy.

Not to mention the faint aroma of wine, which she had never tasted before.

Yuwen Liuli held the wine vat and poured herself a glass, put it down her nose and sniffed it gently, then took a shallow taste and then frowned.

Asked softly: "This wine is wrong... Is this your new brew?!"

Both Yuwen Liuli, who was holding a half-cup of spiritual wine, and Murong Zhilan, who was stretching out his chopsticks to pick up the meat, were both deeply shocked.

Because the two of them knew that the guy in front of them had just escaped from death. Not only did he have to recover from his injuries, he also had to travel. Where did he get the time to make wine?

Even if you have the time, there's no place for him to brew it?

Thinking of this, Murong Zhilan put down her chopsticks, picked up the wine glass and took a sip. As soon as she put her mouth down, a strong spiritual fruit aroma spread in her mouth.

Without saying anything, he looked at Li Xiuyuan and shouted: "Give me a jar of this wine, otherwise I will tell Senior Sister that you bullied me."

Seeing the surprised looks of the two girls, Li Xiuyuan said proudly: "Even my sister has never drank this wine... It tastes good, right?"

After speaking, he pointed to the cave and said: "I brewed this in that cave. I will give you two jars at most, not more...I promised my sister to take it home for her."

Yuwen Liuli nodded, and said in a squeaky voice: "Unexpectedly, you actually brewed spiritual wine twice in the ancient world."

Li Xiuyuan was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered the big man who had escaped with alcohol before.

Looking at the two of them, he chuckled and said, "The wine was made by Big Man last time. He secretly took a lot of it away. I guess he is drinking with my master now."

Teaching the big man Zhu Yan to make wine was what Li Xiuyuan felt he was most proud of.

After all, as long as the big guy stays with the master, the two of them will not be short of wine in the future.

Just like he taught Long Potian and Xiao Ling'er how to make wine, no matter how much wine he brewed, it would not be enough for the two of them to take back to Mingyue Village to share.

Just thinking about what she was proud of, Murong Zhilan sighed and said: "These spiritual fruits and elixirs are all picked from Tianshan, right? We will also pick some spiritual fruits tomorrow..."

"Whatever you want, I don't have the strength."

Li Xiuyuan took out the bamboo shoots and put them in his bowl. He looked at the two women and said, "I will go to that mountain in a short time. I think you will all go there..."

He said no, pointed to the Tianshan Mountains under the moonlight, and said quietly: "What Ouyang Manxue said, I believe you have heard it, right?"

There is no doubt that all monks from Xuanwu Continent will go to that mountain to see it. Even Murong Zhilan had to nod and say: "So what?"

Li Xiuyuan looked at her and shook his head, saying, "If my guess is correct, we will have to go back after coming down from that mountain."

"Go back? Where?"

Murong Zhilan didn't come back to her senses for a moment, put down the wine glass in her hand, looked at him and said: "We are all here, where are we going back?"

Yuwen Liuli chuckled and said, "Sister, you are stupid. Of course you are going back to Tag Snow Mountain."

Murong Zhilan was startled, lowered her head and thought for a moment, then said quietly: "It's so fast, it's autumn in the blink of an eye."

Yuwen Liuli nodded and said, "I feel a little homesick."

Li Xiuyuan shook his head and ignored the nagging of the two, but thought in his heart that maybe when he returned to Loulan, he might move into the newly built courtyard on the ruins of the Chen family.

He quietly finished a bowl of bamboo shoots, thinking about how the elder of the Chen family, who had plotted against him, would face his anger.

Unexpectedly, a burst of anger rose up in him, which instantly gave him the urge to devour, and he secretly screamed something bad.

He put down his bowls and chopsticks, looked at the two girls and said, "You guys eat slowly, I'll go outside for a walk."

Looking at Li Xiuyuan who suddenly put down his bowls and chopsticks and walked out of the bamboo shed, Murong Zhilan couldn't help but be stunned. She looked at Yuwen Liuli and asked, "Is this guy stupid?"

Without saying a word, I just felt a flame rolling in my meridians, and couldn't help shouting: "Sister, I won't eat either. You can play slowly by yourself."

After saying that, she put down the wine glass in her hand, walked aside and sat down, and followed the method Li Xiuyuan taught her to refine the rolling medicinal power into her flesh and blood.

Yuwen Liuli didn't expect Murong Zhilan's reaction to be so big. Although she was a little surprised, she didn't think of disturbing her, but poured herself another glass of spiritual wine.

I don't know where that guy is from. The wine he brews with the spiritual fruit and elixir from the mountains will kill people.

Li Xiuyuan, who was walking by the stream, frowned slightly and looked up at the Yunshan Mountain hidden in the clouds and mist, while he was quietly reciting Buddhist scriptures in his heart.

After chanting it over and over again, I finally suppressed the evil thoughts that arose in my heart.

Looking at the ray of starlight falling from under the clouds, he murmured to himself: "Is it possible that whenever I do anything to others in the future, I won't be able to stop the evil thoughts in my heart?"

Thinking of this, he was shocked again.

If that's the case, I'm afraid it won't be long before someone discovers that he's possessed by a demon.

Unexpectedly, before he could return to Mount Xumi and face Wuhua and his master, he would have to face the accusations of countless monks on the Xuanwu Continent.

Thinking of this, I couldn't help but look up at the endless night sky, and said in a daze: "Master, you can show me a clear path. You shouldn't have to face such a big thing alone, right?"

Feeling the young man's dissatisfaction, layers of dark clouds finally blocked the last ray of starlight, leaving him to sigh and sigh at the Tianshan Mountains alone.

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After an unknown amount of time, Yuwen Liuli walked out of the bamboo shed, looked at Li Xiuyuan who was in a daze by the stream, and softly shouted: "I want to drink tea."

Li Xiuyuan was startled, looked up at her and smiled: "Well... let's go in, it's a cool night in Tianshan."

After reciting Buddhist sutras to the Tianshan Mountains for a while, Li Xiuyuan returned to a state of mind that was as calm as water.

Yuwen Liuli frowned, looked at him and asked: "Shura, are you worried? Can you tell me?"

Li Xiuyuan glanced at her blankly and blurted out: "What will you do if one day you find out that I have become a demon? Do you want to fight to the death with me?"

Yuwen Liuli was stunned. She didn't expect that the young man in front of her would suddenly talk to him about such a heavy topic.

After all, whether it is the four holy places or the monks in Phoenix City, the devil is an issue that no one wants to mention.

Although his father, the emperor, and his mother always warned him not to go with the devil.

But neither she nor her brothers have ever seen a real demonic person since childhood.

As time passed, she gradually forgot about this matter.

Just when she thought there was no magic in the world, the young man in front of her who looked like a disciple of Buddhism suddenly mentioned this serious question to her.

For a moment, she was a little flustered and didn't know how to answer.

Li Xiuyuan looked at her appearance and sighed, and said lightly: "If such a day comes, please draw a clear line with me and treat me as if you have never seen me before!"

After thinking about it, even if the girl in front of him was an ancient phoenix, he didn't want to embarrass her because of him.

After all, behind Yuwen Liuli is not the prehistoric era, but the Phoenix City of Xuanwu Continent.

Yuwen Liuli didn't expect that the young man in front of him would be so decisive, and he would not even hesitate to break up with himself, rather than harm himself.

Seeing the young man walking towards the bamboo shed, Yuwen Liuli couldn't help but said: "What are you afraid of as a casual cultivator? I'm not afraid, so you are still afraid?!"

Li Xiuyuan was stunned for a moment, but did not look back. Instead, he quietly replied: "I'm afraid."

Back in the bamboo shed, Murong Zhilan had unceremoniously occupied his recliner, wrapped herself tightly in the animal blanket, and snored softly.

Li Xiuyuan looked at Yuwen Liuli and smiled helplessly, reaching out to light the extinguished stove on the table.

Yuwen Liuli thought about the previous topic, frowning tightly and never letting go. It seemed that she had not thought about how she would face a possessed boy in the end.

Li Xiuyuan washed the pot and replaced it with spirit tea, poured boiling water into it and gave the two of them new tea. He took a cup himself first.

After taking a shallow sip, he said calmly: "Just like your nirvana that day, nothing is impossible in this world, just get used to it."

Using the simplest description, he gave the girl the most direct conclusion, so Yuwen Liuli fell silent while holding a cup of spiritual tea.

Li Xiuyuan looked at her and smiled and said: "You are very good. You have the opportunity to get the ancient Luan Bird in the prehistoric times. You should cherish it and don't let yourself down."

Li Xiuyuan didn't tell the girl any big truth about not letting down the opportunity of the ancient Luan Bird. It was not for his parents, but for himself.

In his view, the ultimate goal of spiritual practice can only be oneself.

Because in heaven and on earth, the only one who can accompany you to the end is yourself.
To be continued...