"Li Xiuyuan, are you sick?" Seeing Li Xiuyuan talking to himself, Yuwen Liuli couldn't help but reach out and touch his forehead.

Li Xiuyuan gently pushed her hand away, looked at her and said seriously: "If you don't want to become... one day, then go with my master to meet the monk by the Tongtian River.

"

In Li Xiuyuan's view, the Yuwen Liuli in front of him was different from his master. She was just like the monk Buli.

It’s just that there is a lack of opportunities to understand the suffering, joy, birth, old age, illness and death in the world.

Her cultivation level is similar to that of Monk Buli. As long as she stays by the Tongtian River for a while, she may be able to understand the laws of heaven and earth.

And Nalan Ruoyu has missed the practice of becoming a mortal, so she can only wait and see if Yun Tianhong can teach her some rules of heaven and earth, so that she can try to understand the laws of the great road.

When Yuwen Liuli heard this, he couldn't help but frown and asked: "What kind of truth can be understood in such a poor place by the Tongtian River?"

Nalan Ruoyu nodded, looked at Li Xiuyuan and said, "I have to go to Meishan to have a look."

Seeing the different expressions of the two people, Li Xiuyuan sighed.

Looking at Yuwen Liuli, he said: "The monk by the Tongtian River, his master is also a holy monk on the Daxue Mountain. Why do you think he stays by the Tongtian River?"

He didn't want to explain too much, as he would leave Xuanwu Continent soon.

Whether it is your master or the luan bird from the ancient times, they will all become passers-by in your life.

At least this will be the case for the next few decades, or even hundreds of years, of his life.

As for Tantai Mingyue, Murong Zhilan, Yu Wenjie and others, in his opinion, these people all have their own masters to teach them, and it is not his turn to worry about them one by one.

He is not yet a saint.

Even the saints on Meishan Mountain cannot expect that their disciples will transform into saints.

"The road has been laid out in front of you, whether you want to walk or not... I will be going home soon."

Looking at his two masters, Li Xiuyuan once again expressed his feelings of separation.

When Meng Shentong heard this, he couldn't help but sigh and asked leisurely: "It has been decided, when will you leave?"

Nalan Ruoyu was a little stunned. She didn't expect that her precious disciple worked so hard just for herself to break through and get the guidance of the saint.

In her opinion, all the arrangements Li Xiuyuan was making were clearly to say goodbye to everyone in front of him.

First, he made a spiritual soup of snow lotus and Luohuang monster meat with his own hands, allowing Chen Xiaoyan and the others to break through. Then he arranged where he and the little princess of Phoenix City would go.

If you think about it carefully, you are such a forced disciple, and you haven't been able to teach him any skills until now.

On the contrary, he learned a lot about swordsmanship from the snow-cutting sword technique.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but ask: "Can't we just leave?"

Yuwen Liuli was stunned. She didn't expect that the young man in front of her was guarding such a beautiful yard and wanted to go home.

"Where is your home? Is it far away?" Yuwen Liuli looked at him in confusion and murmured.

Li Xiuyuan shook his head, looked at the two of them and replied: "My disciple is too high-profile, I shouldn't let Master Meishan take action for me... In this way, how can I walk and practice in Xuanwu Continent in the future?"

After saying that, he looked at Yuwen Liuli and smiled bitterly: "My home is far away, so far that I can't find my way home myself. I have to wait for my other master to come and take me home."

Nalan Ruoyu was speechless at this time. While she was reluctant to leave her disciples, she was looking forward to going to the depths of the Snowy Mountains to meet the legendary female saint of Meishan.

Meng Shentong shook his head, looked at him and said calmly: "Since you have decided to leave, let's end all the fate here and don't leave any regrets for yourself."

Li Xiuyuan was stunned, looked at him and asked blankly: "Where is the teacher? Teacher, what else do you wish for?"

Meng Shentong couldn't help but laugh when he heard this, put down the tea cup in his hand, and said quietly: "What can I do as an old man? When your master learns about the Dao, I will leave Tianyun Mountain...

..."

Li Xiuyuan nodded, looked at him and said seriously: "Teacher, don't worry, when the disciple finishes the trivial matters in another world, he will definitely come back here..."

What he wanted to say was that he had not yet succeeded in cultivating his star body, so he wanted to help the old man find another way to cultivate half of his star body to perfection.

He has a great master and he believes that he can do all this.

Yuwen Liuli's eyes were full of confusion. She looked at him and said blankly: "You are not a monk from Xuanwu Continent..."

Before he finished speaking, he fell headlong onto Nalan Ruoyu.

Nalan Ruoyu sighed, looked at him and said, "You should think carefully about how to arrange us. I can't wait."

After saying that, he picked up Yuwen Liuli and stood up to leave.

Li Xiuyuan was stunned, looked at the two people's backs, and murmured: "Teacher, did the disciple do something wrong?"

Meng Shentong shook his head, looked at him and said seriously: "You have done a good job. Both of them hope to take that legendary step, but it takes a lot of effort for your master."

Li Xiuyuan nodded and said helplessly: "My brother, Monk Buli, is the guy who had one of his arms chopped off by me in Sanyunshan that day... He is now watching all living beings by the Tongtian River."

The old man didn't speak, but stretched out his hand and a golden light popped up and submerged into his divine sea.

Without waiting for him to speak, he said quietly: "This is my self-created star sword technique. When the stars enter your body, you will naturally awaken the first form."

When Li Xiuyuan heard this, he couldn't help but think of his dragon sword technique, which only had three moves.

Unexpectedly, his teacher's legendary Time Sword Technique also had three moves.

Shaking his head gently, Li Xiuyuan smiled bitterly and said: "Teacher, your expectations of your disciples are too high. You must know that the disciples don't even know the year and month before they can refine the body of the stars."

Meng Shentong chuckled and said: "Even if you leave the Xuanwu Continent, as long as there are stars above your head, you can still practice."

In fact, the old man wanted to tell him that the stars have entered your body and you can practice at any time.

Just thinking that his disciple still had unfinished business in another world, he took back the topic he was about to say.

In his opinion, maybe Li Xiuyuan had some last resort difficulties. After all, he had a more powerful master.

He is so powerful that he can lead his disciples across time, sun, moon, and time, from another world to the Xuanwu Continent.

Perhaps, the old man just wanted his disciple to come to Xuanwu Continent for some training, but he didn't expect that this guy would meet a saint from Xuanwu Continent.

Because of Huaibi's crime, the young man had to leave early. The old man naturally understood this truth.

After drinking the spiritual wine in the cup, Meng Shentong stood up and left.

The moment he walked out of the flower hall, he said to himself: "My master is here at Tianyun Mountain, waiting for you to cross the stars and come to Xuanwu Continent to meet me again."

Li Xiuyuan was stunned, and then replied seriously: "Teacher, don't worry."

...

After sending his teacher away, he cleaned up the mess on the table and cooked a pot of spiritual tea for himself.

Finally, he was alone in the flower hall. Looking around at this home that belonged to him, Li Xiuyuan was filled with emotion.

This spring apricot is still absorbing the spring rain and dew on the branches and growing slowly in the sunshine, but it has already received the news that it will leave the Xuanwu Continent.

It is both the old Taoist priest’s intention and my own choice.

The starlight shone from the glazed tiles on the roof, condensing into a faint ray of light that illuminated the five-foot-wide mahogany tabletop.

Just like that time in the small bluestone courtyard in the back mountain of Xuantian Temple, on New Year's Eve, I watched the long night alone and ushered in the first morning light of the New Year.

The Qingshi Courtyard was very lively that year, just like the Apricot Garden today.

Sitting in front of the table with a cup of spiritual tea, sitting under the starlight, quietly looking at the empty mahogany wall.

After thinking for a while, he took a sip of the spiritual tea, put down the cup, took out the knife with the runes engraved on it, and slowly and casually carved on the smooth mahogany wall.

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to the Zizhu Courtyard in Fengyun City, carving time in front of his husband's living room.

It felt like I was back on the stone wall behind the cabin on Tianshan Mountain, trying to carve scriptures clumsily stroke by stroke.

The sharp carving knife walked on the wall made of hard mahogany splicing, and from time to time, woody powder fell to the ground, but Li Xiuyuan's heart was searching on the teacher's bookshelf.

That year, he left a righteous song to suppress evil spirits at the Imperial Master's Mansion in the Five Regions Imperial City. Tonight, he wanted to leave traces of his passing in Xinghua's home.

My mind flew to my husband's bookshelf and read the masterpieces handed down from ancient times into my own mind.

The knife between his fingers condensed the power of the Buddhist formless golden body, moving slowly among the wood grains. His thin body was reflected in the starlight, and his face looked pale and haggard.

Just like what he always said, I am not a god or Buddha walking in the world, nor am I a hero.

But what he was thinking about at that moment was that on that first day, the monk Buli by the Tongtian River heard the Tao and became a saint. His master got the opportunity to learn the Tao on Meishan Mountain.

The little princess of Phoenix City attained enlightenment on the Great Way by the Tongtian River, in that simple food shed, surpassed the ancient divine bird and jumped into the sea of ​​stars.

And where will I be at that time?

At this moment, Li Xiuyuan was under the starlight, using the power of Buddhism. He was neither re-enacting the stories of his predecessors, nor was he a young man climbing up a building to slap the railing.

At this moment, he wanted to turn the saintly thoughts of his predecessors into the most simple and unpretentious words and carve them in the Apricot Garden Hall.

When the flowers bloom in the coming year, it will be left to future generations to slowly understand.

With the oil lamp in front of the table and the starlight falling above his head, Li Xiuyuan was busy from Haishi to Choushi, carving all the meanings he wanted on the mahogany wall of the flower hall.

I cleaned up the sawdust on the floor and drank two cups of herbal tea from the pot.

Sitting at the table, looking at the masterpiece that he had worked hard for two hours, he muttered to himself: "I'm not a hero."

He waved his hand and walked out of the flower hall.

After finishing the current business, he was going to have a good sleep. It was not his turn to worry about tomorrow's affairs.

The moon was setting in the west, and a ray of cold starlight shone slantly on the mahogany wall. A faint sword energy followed the starlight through the glazed tiles on the roof and struck straight into the starry sky.

...

It was almost late spring, and the two poor little guys were still snoozing. Chen Xiaoyan, who got up early, went into the kitchen to cook porridge.

One night was like a dream, just after drinking a bowl of broth cooked by my senior brother, I broke through three realms in a row, stood on the edge of the ninth level of Xu Refining, and became a veritable senior sister of Tianyun Mountain.

At midnight, Tantai Mingyue, who was too lazy to get up, came to the flower hall to look for water, poured a cup of last night's herbal tea from the pot and drank it.

When he turned around, he saw the carved picture in front of him. As he chanted softly, his body gradually stiffened.

"Mingyue, what are you looking at?" Yu Wenjie, who walked into the flower hall, looked at Tantai Mingyue in a daze and asked softly.

After Tantai Mingyue was silent for a moment, she murmured: "I seem to have seen a sword."

Tantai Mingyue thought of her time in Lantian Town. The poem the boy gave her at that time had no trace of anger in the lines.
Chapter completed!