For Li Ye, there is no delay in practicing and learning to make swords. This is something he is proud of.

When you leave Prajna Temple to practice sword-making skills with Ouyang Dongli, you can also practice the mental method of the formless dharma body and temper your body.

This was something he had never thought of before. In his words, it was unintentional.

When you return to the Prajna Temple to practice, you can recall some of the gains and losses in practicing with Ouyang Dongli.

Sum up your own experience and make corrections in the days to come.

Days passed day by day, from early spring to midsummer, he had learned many casting techniques from Ouyang Dongli.

I just stayed in the wooden shed on the back mountain of Xuantian Temple for more than a month.

Ouyang Dongli has taught him how to make kitchen knives, scissors, plowshares, hoes and other daily necessities.

In the meantime, Ouyang Dongli went down the mountain once and came back to tell Li Ye that the merchants in Fodu liked the farmhouse he built very much, which gave him a sense of accomplishment in his little heart.

It's just that the master hasn't taught him how to make swords for a long time, which makes him a little sad.

Whenever this happens, Ouyang Dongli will smile at him and say, "I can sharpen my knife and chop firewood. Why are you so anxious?"

After all, Li Ye is not as mature as Mr. Li at his young age. Every time he mentions this matter to his master, he secretly thinks to himself that of course you won't be in a hurry.

But I'm worried. With the heavy sword, maybe my snow-chopping can be improved to a higher level.

He was so bored that he even made small scissors and gave them to Li Hongxiu and Mu Mu, and the two women couldn't put them down.

I also beat a lot of razors and gave them to the Zhike monks of Prajna Temple. Even Minghui and Wuyou also gave one each.

I originally thought about giving another one to the abbot, but then I thought about it and was afraid that he would say that he didn't practice hard, but he gave up this idea for the time being.

Finally, on the seventh day of the Beginning of Summer, when he left the back mountain of Xuantian Temple again, he looked at Ouyang Dongli and said, "Master, if you don't teach me the skills of making swords, I will take a few days off next time to accompany you."

My wife and younger sister went to visit the Buddhist capital. It has been so long since I came to Fangcun Mountain that I have not been to the Buddhist capital, and my sister has quarreled several times."

I thought to myself, you should teach me this time, right?

Unexpectedly, Ouyang Dongli rolled his eyes at him and said with a faint smile: "You go to the Buddhist capital to go shopping, but you are always locked up in the mountains to practice. It will not be of much benefit to your mental state."

Ouyang Dongli refused to accept his move, which made Li Ye grind his teeth and had to bow and leave.

Watching Li Ye leave, Ouyang Dongli smiled with satisfaction, thinking that he had been grinding him down for more than three months, but he didn't expect that he could still endure it.

It seems that my disciple's mental training is quite good. Next time I come back, I can consider teaching him the technique of making swords.

Li Ye, who was walking on the mountain road, naturally didn't know what his master was thinking.

Xindao thought that he really wanted to accompany Mumu to the mountains next time, and buy some tea and his own summer underwear.

Besides, all the mushrooms and bamboo shoots I picked last fall have been eaten.

Although there are spring bamboo shoots in the mountain behind Prajna Temple, all his thoughts are on the practice of casting these days, and he has no intention of taking Wuyou to the back mountain to collect bamboo shoots.

Walking on the mountain road leading to the south slope, I felt an inexplicable emotion in my heart.

I left Prajna Temple and came to Xuantian Temple. There was a small courtyard where the back volume of Prajna Temple was hung. When I left the back mountain of Xuantian Temple and rushed back to Prajna Temple, I was thinking about the wooden shed and cave of the master again.

After thinking about it, a sentence suddenly jumped out of my mouth:

I was either at Prajna Temple or on the way to Xuantian Temple.

I was either at Xuantian Temple or on the way to Prajna Temple.

Oops, the rough blacksmith can actually write poems and essays. It seems that next time on the way to the Buddhist capital, I will have a chat with my wife and Mu Mu.

The time to leave Prajna Temple took longer than before. Li Ye didn't want to pass by the main hall in a blatant manner, but quietly bypassed the main hall and Buddhist hall from the back mountain.

I returned to my small courtyard, thinking that I would get up early tomorrow and pick up the homework I had lost for more than ten days.

Sweeping the floor and forging swords are all practices. He dare not forget it, as long as he stays in Prajna Temple.

Just as I was about to push open the dream door of the small courtyard, I didn't expect that a voice came from inside...

"Master, look, this guy's writing is getting more and more energetic, and the sword intention between the strokes is getting stronger and stronger. It seems that when the guy comes back, I need to ask him for some sword skills..."

"If the master is not at home, how about you go and flip through his books? Is that okay? Will he be angry with you when he comes back and say that I am a bad teacher? I have already told you, but if you endure it any longer, you just won't listen."

"With my life-and-death relationship with him, how could he care about such trivial matters?"

"I said, when did you become life-and-death friends with him? How come I didn't know."

"I almost died in the ring. Master, I don't know where you were at that time. If that guy hadn't saved me, where would you be your apprentice in this world?"

"If you talk nonsense, you will at most be injured more seriously, but you won't lose your life."

"Master, I said we are friends of life and death..."

"Okay, so be it, I'm afraid of you..."

Li Ye, who was standing outside the courtyard gate, overheard a few words and knew that Tang Qiuyu had brought Xia Wutong to Fangcun Mountain.

Unexpectedly, after just a kind word at the beginning, this girl actually followed her master all the way to see her.

Thinking of Xia Wutong's enthusiastic eyes, Li Ye couldn't help but feel a little headache.

He reached out and pressed the iron ring on the wooden door, and he couldn't help but say something in his heart:

The bird stayed in the tree beside the pond, and the monk pushed the moon down to the door.

Looking up at the sky, night has fallen.

The wooden door creaked, startling the master and apprentice who were making tea in the courtyard.

Li Ye looked at the master and apprentice who were at a loss, bowed deeply and said, "When guests come from afar, we should cook porridge to welcome them."

Tang Qiuyu looked at Li Ye who walked into the courtyard, nodded and smiled sheepishly: "We came uninvited, I hope you don't mind."

Xia Wutong looked at him carelessly, pointed to his half-open door and said: "Master and I have been here for two days, and I heard from the young monk in the temple that you went to practice on the North Slope...

When I'm bored, I come into your room and read the scriptures. You won't be angry, right?"

A pair of bright eyes stared straight at Li Ye.

Looking at Xia Wutong in a light yellow skirt, Li Ye seemed to have returned to the Fengyun City of that year.

When we first met, she was also wearing a light yellow skirt... After scratching the back of his head, Li Ye smiled faintly and said, "I practice hardship in the mountains. It's rare to see my friends in the Central Region. How can I be angry?"

"I didn't know that Mr. Tang and Miss Wutong were coming. All the inventory in my house has been eaten up. I haven't even had time to go to the Buddhist capital at the foot of the mountain to purchase... What should I do?"

Li Ye looked at Tang Qiuyu with embarrassment. It was easy for him to handle things alone, but now that he had guests, he couldn't even cook the simplest mushroom porridge. It was really hard for him.

Unexpectedly, Xia Wutong came up and held his hand, pulling him to sit next to Tang Qiuyu.

He smiled and said: "Master and I had expected that you would have no food in the mountains, so we brought a lot of food and food when we came here, which is enough for you to eat for several months.

Li Ye sat embarrassedly next to Tang Qiuyu and whispered: "Um...I don't usually cook. There is a dining hall in the temple. I only cook a little when I am hungry occasionally."

"You're in for a treat today. The master and I just cooked a pot of meat porridge. I guess you haven't had it for a long time, hehe."

Xia Wutong was an eccentric person and kept glaring at Li Ye, making him feel chills running down his back.

Tang Qiuyu glared at Xia Wutong, looked at Li Ye and said: "My disciple, I have been clamoring to come to Fangcun Mountain since I was injured last year. I have never been here before... It's a pity.

What's strange is that your husband and mistress are not here."

There was a hint of disappointment on her face. After all, Tang Qiuyu wanted to exchange her practice experiences with her husband.

Li Ye was stunned, and then said: "Sir and his wife are practicing in Xuantian Temple. Mu Mu is here. If Mr. Tang wants to see him, I will take you there tomorrow, but I can't leave until the afternoon."

Tang Qiuyu was startled, looked at him and said: "You are just practicing here and have never become a monk. Does the temple still restrict you?"

Li Ye smiled when he heard this and said: "I came to Prajna Temple to practice. I clean the dust and fallen leaves at the mountain gate every day. I have been away from the temple for more than ten days. I can't be lazy in the next days, otherwise I will make the monks in the temple laugh.

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After hearing what Li Ye said, Xia Wutong was shocked and blurted out: "You have come all the way to Prajna Temple to practice just to clean the dust and fallen leaves at the mountain gate every day? This is..."

To her, this was simply unbelievable.

Tang Qiuyu also looked at Li Ye with a confused look.

Li Ye looked at the two confused masters and said with a faint smile: "My master at the Great Buddha Temple said that practice is to cultivate the mind. Sweeping the floor and chanting sutras are all practices."

I can't tell you in my mind that I came here to practice the formless Dharmakaya, right?

It seems that there is no need for that.

Tang Qiuyu pondered for a long time after hearing this. After a while, he smiled at Li Ye and said: "Let's not rush to see your husband. Wutong has recently gained some insights on swordsmanship and said that he would like to ask you for advice. I hope

You can have sex with her."

"Swordsmanship? Cutting?"

Li Ye was dumbfounded when he heard this, and looked at Tang Qiuyu and Xia Wutong in embarrassment: "Miss Wutong can kill me with just one finger. Besides, I haven't touched a sword in several months."

Tang Qiuyu and Xia Wutong were both shocked, looked at Li and asked: "If you don't learn swordsmanship, why are you going to the back mountain of Xuantian Temple, and why are you going there for more than ten days?"

After thinking for a while, Li Ye shook his head, looked at the two of them and said, "Who said practice is just for swordsmanship? There are thousands of ways to practice in the world. No matter which method you practice, you can enter the Tao. How could I be stupid enough to just practice swordsmanship?

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I thought to myself, as long as you concentrate your true energy on the edge of the sword, how can I be your opponent in swordsmanship?

All this is not a life-and-death struggle, and many life-threatening means cannot be used.
To be continued...