To use his own words to describe it, through these days of hard training, he has been able to use the hammer in his hand like an arm.

The thoughts in my heart, the hammer in my hand, the impact point of the hammer...

The three are integrated and cannot be distinguished from each other.

While tempering the iron sword in his hand day and night, he is also unintentionally tempering his body, state of mind and soul.

Li Qiushui, who was passing by, walked into the backyard of the wine shop, picked up the sword embryo from the iron platform, held it in his hand and stroked it for a long time, and couldn't help but admire it.

Looking at Li Xiuyuan, he said: "It's really good. It's much better than those casting masters in Ding'an City."

"This sword has been formed. Don't be impatient. Polish it slowly. Take a good rest in the next few days. You are as tired as a dog. How can you practice like this?"

Li Qiushui couldn't help nagging, scolding and praising at the same time.

Li Xiuyuan came back to his senses, looked at Li Qiushui walking into the backyard, and grinned.

Said: "Senior, this practice is like sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat. How dare I be lazy..."

Li Qiu Shui looked at him and smiled, then sat at the table and said, "What do you want to do? Be the first person in the Wild Continent to ascend?"

Li Xiuyuan grinned and waved the hammer in his hand.

The sound of tinkling broke the early morning tranquility of Ding'an City.

...

Just when Li Xiuyuan, who was focused on practicing winemaking and sword-making, was about to forget about the difficult Huangfu Qingmei, the guy walked into the winery with a look of surprise.

At this time, Li Xiuyuan had just opened the store door, lit a charcoal fire and placed it in the store to keep away the cold for the customers who were about to buy wine.

Ximen Xiaoyu, who was following Huangfu Qingmei, looked at the simple shop carefully, looked at Li Xiuyuan and asked: "You live here, isn't this too simple?"

Li Xiuyuan looked at the two women who were giving him a headache, and replied calmly: "This is a place where I sell wine. If it were replaced by a glittering place, I'm afraid not many people from the city lord would dare to come in and inquire about the price, right?"

"You are really good at talking." Huangfu Qingmei glared at him, pointed at Ximen Xiaoyu and said: "I brought this man to you. Whether you can learn from it or not is your own business. Don't take everything for granted.

I'll pull it on."

Li Xiuyuan sighed slightly, looked at the two of them and said, "People say that if you practice piano for a lifetime, it will be effective in a few days. Why don't you give it a try?"

Huangfu Qingmei was startled, looked at him and asked, "Are you sure you want me to try it?"

Li Xiuyuan looked at her and smiled bitterly: "You came here today specifically to cause trouble, right?"

Ximen Xiaoyu covered her lips and smiled, looked at the two of them and said, "I didn't expect that the princess who is famous all over the city would meet her opponent in this small Ding'an city. This is really interesting."

Li Xiuyuan looked at Ximen Xiaofang's girlish smile, and then thought that Ximen Lone Star was also a troublesome guy, so he couldn't help but calmly replied: "You want to learn the piano, have you brought the piano?"

"That's natural." Ximen Xiaoyu frowned a little, looked at him and asked: "I said you don't even have a piano table in this house, do you want me to give you one?"

"First of all, I am your teacher. From now on, you have to call someone when you come in. Besides, how do you know that I don't have a piano table?" Li Xiuyuan looked at the two women and shook his head, then turned and walked towards the back of the house.

Fortunately, I bought one, otherwise I would have made you laugh?

"From now on, you can come here after noon every day, just in time to save lunch." Li Xiuyuan looked at her and replied calmly, placing the piano table in his hand against the wall of the store.

"This table looks pretty good, did you buy it?" Huangfu Qingmei praised it. She didn't expect that Li Xiuyuan actually bought a piano table.

Li Xiuyuan looked at her and said, "What else? This is my territory."

Ximen Xiaoyu, who was leaning against the table with his chin propped up, was lost in thought. Hearing these words, he couldn't help but say: "This is also Ding'an City."

Looking at the two unreasonable people, Li Xiuyuan said slowly: "Actually, I don't necessarily have to stay in Ding'an City."

When Huangfu Qingmei heard what he said, her body suddenly stiffened, she turned her head and said, "She has the temper of a child, do you have the same principles as her?"

She was thinking about exploring the mysterious place with Li Xiuyuan next fall. She believed that this guy must have something up his sleeve. It was impossible for her and Ximen Lone Star to get any benefits there.

After pondering for a long time, he tapped the table with his right hand, looked at Ximen Xiaoyu and said seriously: "If you want to learn the piano, stay here, otherwise go back to your house. This is a wine shop, not a place to show your temper."

Ximen Xiaoyu was stunned, not expecting that Huangfu Qingmei would teach him a lesson.

After a moment of silence, he cautiously replied: "I know, sister-in-law, don't worry, I won't cause trouble anymore."

Huangfu Qingmei did not explain, and continued to say indifferently: "This is Ding'an City, yes, but this Ding'an City is also a subordinate of Fucheng. It is not your family's world. Don't mention it in front of outsiders in the future. It is embarrassing, you know?"

Li Xiuyuan vaguely guessed Huangfu Qingmei's intention, thought for a moment and said: "Forget it, I'm just a businessman who makes wine and sells wine. I'm not worthy of the princess speaking for me."

In his heart, he didn't know when he became more and more distant from Huangfu Qingmei, but he was willing to talk to Li Qiushui about his concerns.

Is it just because this woman is married to Ximen Lone Star? Or is it because he is born to resist getting along with young women?

"Even if he leaves Ding'an City, there are still Huangzhu City, Wangtian City, and dozens of other cities in the wilderness that I have never been to. As Princess Xiang said, they are still subordinates of Fucheng after all."

In one sentence, Li Xiuyuan closed the door to his heart and stopped arguing too much with the woman in front of him.

Winter has come, can autumn be far behind?

After tomorrow's autumn, it will only take a moment for me to return.

Huangfu Qingmei didn't understand why Li Xiuyuan always looked calm and calm. Even if she wanted to find an opportunity to humiliate the young man in front of her, what was the point.

After shaking her head and explaining to Ximen Xiaoyu, Huangfu Qingmei turned and left without saying goodbye to Li Xiuyuan.

Because she is the most proud princess in Fucheng.

...

Li Xiuyuan doesn't care. This is a wine shop. You can come here whenever you want. It's up to you.

Ximen Xiaoyu took out his guqin and placed it on the piano table, looked at Li Xiuyuan and asked: "How do you want to teach me?!"

Li Xiuyuan ignored her question and didn't even intend to get up to play a piece of music on the piano. He just quietly looked at the falling patches of snow from the sky.

After a long time, he murmured: "I won't play the piano today, I'll chat with you."

When Ximen Xiaoyu heard this, he couldn't help biting his lower lip and asked, "I'm here to learn piano from you, not to listen to your chat."

Li Xiuyuan glanced at her and said softly: "If you don't want to listen to me chatting, then it's okay if you don't want to learn the piano. I still have to think about making wine. Do you know that I don't have enough wine to sell right now."

Ximen Xiaoyu felt bitter and stayed for a long time. Then she looked at him blankly and said, "Go on, I'm listening."

Looking at the girl who looked aggrieved, Li Xiuyuan sighed softly and asked: "When you first learned piano, did you want to be like your teacher? Or did you want to surpass her?"

Ximen Xiaoyu was stunned, looked up at Li Xiuyuan and said: "Of course he has become as powerful as the teacher..."

When Li Xiuyuan heard this, he sighed again and replied softly: "You were wrong from the beginning. If you have this intention, then when you are learning the piano, you want to play like me."

"For example: My pronunciation is slightly higher, and you also want it. But in the end, is the higher pitch suitable for you, or the lower pitch? Besides, I am a man, so naturally I have more masculine power, and you are a woman, so you have more

It’s the power of femininity…”

"If you want to use your feminine power to play the melody of your masculine power, what should you do if your cultivation is not enough and your power cannot be sustained?"

"Even if we play two sets of pianos at the same time and play the same music score, there will eventually be differences in priorities. If you want to play in the same tune, you will always be walking on the road that others have walked. If your teacher plays the wrong one

Where’s a certain note?”

When Li Xiuyuan said this, Ximen Xiaoxi was completely stunned.

These principles seemed simple, but neither her mother, nor Zhuang Waner, nor Huangfu Qingmei, who taught her how to play the piano, had ever told him.

In her heart, as long as she can play as well as Huangfu Qingmei, she will be proud of herself.

But Li Xiuyuan told her the most fundamental principles of Qin Dao, and woke her up from her dream with just a gentle slap.

"When I play a sonorous sound, I will naturally think of the battlefield and the scene of thousands of armies fighting. If my strings make the sound of gurgling water, I will think of myself walking in the mountains and hearing the small trees on the edge of the woods.

The sound of water lapping against the rocks."

"If I play the faint, ethereal sound of the piano, we will think about traveling for nine days, far away from the world..."

"When I play the sound of resentment, maybe we miss our dear ones and feel the sadness of saying goodbye to them and never seeing each other again..."

"There has never been a difference in piano skills, only everyone's mood is different. Now you are on the ground, and all you see is the flying snow in the sky, and all you see are all living things..."

"But if one day you climb the mountains of Dachuan and see all the mountains at a glance, will there be clouds in your chest and the pride of seeing the sky and the earth and all living beings..."

While Li Xiuyuan boiled water and made tea, he gently explained to her the similarities between the way of piano and the way of spiritual practice, trying to use the simplest sentences in the world to explain to her the most complicated truths in the world.

In the afternoon of that day, there was a blazing charcoal fire in Zui Sheng Meng Death Liquor House, and the kettle on the small stove was making a low whimpering sound.

Li Xiuyuan held a cup of sweet-scented osmanthus spring tea and looked at the wind and snow in the sky, which was getting thicker and thicker. A thick layer of snow had already piled up on the street.

Ximen Xiaoyu, who was sitting in front of the piano platform, was not like the flying snow in the sky. Instead, he was thinking about the clouds in his heart, and he was like a stream in spring, making a roaring sound.

It is more like the eggs under the hen during the summer solstice. A small hole was gently pecked in the eggshell, and a small life came out.

A ray of golden light emerged from Ximen Xiaoyu's body, like a dream, which dazzled Li Xiuyuan's eyes and made him laugh at this young man who only had the name of a master but no real identity.

Ximen Xiaoyu, who only broke through at the Grand Marshal's Mansion in Fucheng in the autumn, listened to Li Xiuyuan's whispers like the spring breeze, as quiet and noble as the autumn night and moonlight...

In less than half an hour, Ximen Xiaoyu, who was sitting quietly on the piano platform, broke through again, from the fifth level of distraction to the sixth level of distraction, and was only one level behind Li Xiuyuan in front of him.

Beside the tea table, Li Xiuyuan was holding a stick of wolf hair and grinding a thick layer of ink with the tea.

Under the blank scroll, there are three words written to replace bones: Si Wuxie.

Rushi and Ruhua in Wangtian City were not his disciples, but this ethereal girl who knew everything in front of him made him feel a little weak in his rock-hard heart.

Since we can't leave yet, since we can't escape the storm in Ding'an City.

Then Li Xiuyuan doesn't mind talking to the wind and snow, and practicing in the wind and snow. Whether it's for Ximen Xiaoyu in front of him, or for himself.

Who says being a teacher doesn’t have the joy of being a student?

At this moment, Li Xiuyuan finally realized the master's joy after sitting in the bamboo house playing the qin and falling into the qin way overnight that winter.
Chapter completed!