The small cracks in the courtyard wall and the north wind carrying snowflakes in the sky made the charcoal fire in the small stove roar, but Li Xiuyuan had no idea of ​​moving it into the front hall store.

And sitting quietly under the eaves, guarding a pot of charcoal fire that had not warmed me, quietly adding a few pieces of charcoal to it, my smile was content and peaceful.

On the simple old wooden board behind him, he had carved several hundred words of Ksitigarbha sutras, as if he was quietly watching the peace and ease of the two people in front of him.

He planned to spend ten days and a half to carve a complete scripture on the earth period on the wooden board in the backyard. In this way, whether he was making swords, brewing wine, or practicing swordsmanship in the snow, he would seem to have one more person.

Friends and old friends gathered around.

Today’s tea is scented tea brought by Li Qiushui. The smart woman mixed the spring tea from Fucheng with some sweet-scented osmanthus dried in the Mid-Autumn Festival in Ding’an City. The light spring color brings a touch of autumn sweetness.

Li Yeyuan was drunk before he could even drink it.

Looking at Li Qiushui, he smiled and said, "Shopkeeper Li, your life is too exquisite, which makes me suddenly feel jealous."

Li Qiushui looked at him and chuckled: "Speaking of which, your wine-making skills also make me love and hate me at the same time. Why don't I hug you and take a few bites?"

Looking at Li Xiuyuan's shy look, he continued to laugh and said: "That woman Huangfu Qingmei is really stupid. If it were me in her place, she would definitely chase after you. It's not like that fool Ximen Guxing, who doesn't know anything."

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Li Xiuyuan looked at her and sighed: "Fortunately, she didn't come after me. Foolish people are lucky."

Li Qiushui did not expect that Li Xiuyuan was so good at discerning. He looked at him blankly and said, "At my age, I only have some exquisite means of life left. If I lose even these, then life will lose its flavor."

Li Xiuyuan thought for a while and then replied: "The meaning of practice cannot be entirely these trivial things in life, right? There should be higher pursuits, such as breaking through the realm..."

Li Qiushui stretched out his hand to pour tea for the two of them, looked away from his face, and after taking a brief sip, a look of satisfaction appeared on his face.

"The spring flowers and autumn moon really have their own flavors. I put these two flavors together, and it turned into another sweet but greasy, light but not light smell. It's really magical."

Li Qiushui looked at Li Qiuyuan and said calmly.

Li Xiuyuan lowered his head and thought for a moment, then held the cup and smelled it for a while, then put it to his mouth and tasted it carefully.

Then he replied softly: "Like this unparalleled poison, I am satisfied after trying it once... If I talk about my favorite, I still like the tasteless feeling of tea."

The soft voice spoke, but it was like a long sword cutting into Li Qiushui's heart.

Holding a half cup of fragrant tea, she looked at Li Xiuyuan and asked blankly, "What's the point of this?"

Looking at the snowflakes that were gradually piled up in the courtyard, Li Xiuyuan thought about his experiences after his leg was broken in an attack in the wasteland. He couldn't help but lower his eyes slightly and sighed softly.

He said quietly: "Due to some reasons, my body suffered a lot of trauma, and I almost couldn't recover... During those days, I didn't taste tea for three years."

"So after those days of suffering, I figured out some truths... The rare spiritual tea in this world is tasteless in the end, so if I drink the well water from the beginning, the spring water will be tasteless.

What’s the difference?”

Li Qiu Shui pondered his words carefully and said after a moment of silence: "Of course there are differences. Even if it turns into the most ordinary and tasteless cup of tea, at least she was vigorous from the beginning..."

The light in Li Xiuyuan's eyes shone for a moment, then gradually disappeared.

Looking at her, he said quietly: "Even if it is vigorous, it is just three passes of tea. Life is very long... I drank the shopkeeper's scented tea today, which is considered poison in the world. I will be greedy for it the next day."

What should I do when I can’t drink?”

"You come to ask for it from me. You are not so reserved that you don't even want to ask me for a box of scented tea, are you?" Li Qiushui said with a smile: "You should know very well that I am not a stingy person."

"Yes, you are not a stingy shopkeeper..." Li Xiuyuan sighed softly, with a trace of inexplicable loss on his face. He didn't know whether it was because of Li Qiushui or for himself.

"It would be fine if I was in Ding'an City when I was in a hurry, but I would shamelessly come to you to ask for a box... But what if I was in Fucheng at that time, or that I had already left this world? How would I face it?

How you feel about yourself."

Thinking that he would leave the wilderness soon, and that it would be forty years before we met again, Li Xiuyuan inevitably felt a sense of sadness in his heart.

After I left, based on the speed of time in the Shura Realm, less than five years had passed.

As for the time flow in the Wilderness Continent, nearly fifty years have passed. Although Li Qiu Shui has already reached the level of Cave Heaven Realm and has a long life, his youth can always remain in front of him.

However, fifty years is still a very long and unreachable number in Li Xiuyuan's heart.

A lot of changes can happen in fifty years, or it can happen in just a blink of an eye.

No matter it is Li Qiushui or Li Xiuyuan, no one can predict what will happen fifty years from now?

Even Huangfu Qingmei and Ximen Guxing of the City Lord's Mansion, Li Xiuyuan cannot guarantee that fifty years have passed, the three of them can still maintain the same sincerity as before.

Li Qiushui was dumbfounded by what Li Xiuyuan said. He reached out and touched Li Xiuyuan's forehead and asked, "Where are you going? Where can you go? Can you be more evil than me? How many years have you been practicing?"

Where the sound fell, a gust of cold wind blew from nowhere and passed through the empty backyard.

The blow caused the lantern hanging under the eaves to sway gently and make a crisp sound. The blow made the scriptures that were only engraved less than 1% have a faint Buddha light gushing out.

For a moment, there was a mysterious aura spreading in the backyard of Meng Sheng Meng Death. At this moment, Li Qiu Shui seemed to be about to ascend and leave, feeling light and airy.

I don't know how much time had passed, but Li Qiushui looked obviously surprised and said softly: "For practitioners, the fragrance and touch methods in life are just some small paths after all, and they are not worthy of our persistence and choice..."

This is also a glimmer of understanding that she squeezed out of her life after hearing the Buddhist teachings by chance.

Saying this in front of Li Xiuyuan finally gave Li Xiuyuan a refreshing feeling.

Thinking of this, Li Xiuyuan waved his hand, and a hand-copied Ksitigarbha Sutra appeared in his hand, and he gently handed it to Li Qiushui.

Looking at her, he smiled faintly and said: "I have practiced Taoism since I was a child. I don't understand the principles of Buddhism. This is a Buddhist scripture that I got unconsciously. I read it several times when I am depressed..."

Li Qiushui took the scripture and smelled the faint fragrance of wine and ink. He couldn't help but laugh and said: "You guy, you actually use wine to grind ink? It's incredible."

Li Qiushui gently opened the scripture and read the opening sermon on the first page. Li Qiushui was deeply shocked.

Before she saw the Dharma, she first saw the sword intention between the lines that was about to turn virtual into reality, making her feel like she was struck by lightning again.

Li Xiuyuan looked at her shocked expression and said calmly: "No matter what you see, it is just your understanding. Don't ask me, I have never practiced Buddhism, and I can't explain the meaning of the sword to others...

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Li Xiuyuan just listened to Li Qiushui's words, and suddenly he took the idea to give her the scriptures he copied. If he was asked to explain Buddhism to her, I'm afraid he would rather make several more bottles of wine a day.

"As for sword intention, in fact, I haven't practiced a complete sword technique until now. It seems that I only know the most basic sword moves. Just like this snowy day, I can use the iron sword in my hand,

Just like cutting off those snowflakes."

In fact, the Li Xiuyuan in front of him can already cut seven or eight snowflakes with one sword. You must know that he is using a rusty iron sword, an iron sword that cannot even be refined into the Samadhi True Fire...

I heard that Li Xiuyuan knew only the simplest sword moves, and could also cut snow with one sword. The third thunder sounded on Li Qiushui's head, and she was already numb.

"Let me see your sword!" Li Qiushui took out a silk scarf, carefully wrapped the sutra book, placed it on the table, and made his request to Li Xiuyuan.

When Li Xiuyuan heard this, he couldn't help but shake his head, took out the iron sword from the sword case, and handed it to Li Qiu Shui, who looked curious.

Holding this heavy and rusty long sword, Li Qiushui was stunned, looked at Li Xiuyuan and asked: "This is the rusty iron sword you used in the past? Do you want me to find another one?"

Good for you?"

Li Xiuyuan looked at her and shook his head, saying softly: "No, I'm used to him and won't change to another sword."

"What a monster!" Li Qiushui complained softly.

"Senior, you can try it and see how many snowflakes you can chop off with one sword. Remember, you want complete snowflakes rather than broken snow slag." Li Xiuyuan pointed at the flying snow in the courtyard and said quietly.

Li Qiushui was startled, looked at him and asked, "You want me to try it?"

In her opinion, cutting off snow is the least difficult task. With her cultivation in the cave heaven realm, it is not a trivial matter.

"Try it!" Li Xiuyuan looked at her and said insistently.

"Okay, I'll try it!" Li Qiushui held the iron sword and walked into the middle of the courtyard step by step. He took a deep breath, then held a sword flower and slashed at the fluttering snowflakes.

"Whoa!" The sword passed by, and Li Qiu Shui lowered his head to look at the iron sword, and then looked at Li Xiuyuan who shook his head slightly, and suddenly felt angry in his heart.

"I don't believe in evil anymore!" Li Xiuyuan didn't reply, and then he slashed out with sword after sword, and then checked it over and over again. After trying for half an hour, he shouted: "Come and try!"

After speaking, he came over and returned the iron sword to Li Xiuyuan.

Li Xiuyuan looked at her and shook his head, standing quietly in the wind and snow, taking a breath, emptying his mind, and like a monk who was just learning swordsmanship, casually slashed at the snowflakes in the air...

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Li Xiuyuan handed the iron sword to Li Qiushui with just a slight slash.

Li Qiushui came over and took the iron sword and took a look. He saw rust on the sword, and nine snowflakes that were cut into half by Li Xiuyuan were quietly stuck on the sword. It changed from a hexagonal prism to a triangle.

Seeing this, Li Qiushui fell silent.

This is the difference in the way of swordsmanship. No matter whether you have reached the cave heaven realm or a higher realm, you are still powerless in front of this seemingly weak snowflake.

"How did you do it?"

Returning the iron sword to Li Xiuyuan, Li Qiushui asked seriously.

Li Xiuyuan thought for a while and replied with a smile: "You want to learn? I can teach you this... In this way, you only need to practice ten thousand times a day. In the realm of seniors, it only takes one winter to be able to

Cut off a snowflake."

"Only one?" Li Qiushui looked at him and said in disbelief.

"Being able to chop off one flower is pretty good. I've been practicing with a wooden sword since I was a child..." Even Li Xiuyuan himself didn't know how long he had been practicing.

"Okay, I'll give it a try this winter." Li Qiushui was knocked down by the young man in front of her, which aroused the thoughts of a young girl in her. She didn't believe that she could cut off a snowflake after a whole winter of hard training.

Looking at the excited Li Qiu Shui, Li Xiu Yuan said seriously: "Only you know this. Qian Cheng should not talk too much and tell that guy Huangfu Qingmei. I don't have the energy to teach others how to practice swordsmanship. I'm very busy."

After saying that, I looked at the empty wine vat under the wine shed, which means that the most important thing for me every day is to make wine, not to be a master.

Li Qiushui looked at his appearance and couldn't help laughing: "What two idiots!"
Chapter completed!