In this way, Youruo often sits all day long.

The night gradually rose, and Mo Wuxin went into the house to rest, but Youruo was still sitting in front of the piano, pulling the strings over and over again.

At night, Li Xiuyuan was copying books in the living room, and Lan Xun'er had already climbed into bed to rest.

Youruo still played the piano with both hands, gently plucking the strings with his fingertips, and notes jumped gently... At the beginning, it was like a mountain stream encountered obstacles, sometimes ding dong, sometimes whimpering between the cracks of the rocks.

After gradually getting familiar with it, my fingers passed by, and the notes seemed to be given life. Gradually, there was no longer a whimper, but a cheerful dingdong sound.

The moonlight was rising, and the girl's gentle face was so quiet and peaceful. Her hands seemed to have magic, and her fingertips jumped with the notes.

"It's really incredible! It took only seven days to enter the door, and there was another legendary figure in Tianxiang Academy."

In the room, the old man heard the sound of the piano and smiled with a hint of relief at the corner of his eyes. Then he slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep in the music.

Li Xiuyuan, who was sitting in the living room, was recalling how many days he spent in the bamboo house in the academy to start practicing the piano, or did he really enter the piano before he lost his memory?

This is what Nangong Ruyu told him. He believed that Nangong Ruyu would not lie to him, and there was no need to.

Thinking of this, he became more determined to restore his memory.

Even if you don’t want to find your memories of your parents and sister for nothing else, this is something you can’t hesitate to.

The Youruo under the eaves was so unmoved that she couldn't pull it away. She was like a demon. She played it all night without any fatigue. On the contrary, she only felt her mood was extremely clear.

The next morning, she leaned against the piano and took a nap for an hour and opened her eyes and felt that she had changed. It seemed that her perception of the piano was like her own practice and breaking the realm, and she had a new understanding of the world.

A gentle smile appeared in her eyes. She knew that her cultivation level would usher in a new breakthrough with the breakthrough of piano skills.

I stood up, walked into the desk in the living room, picked up the piano score prepared by Li Xiuyuan for her, and saw three words written on it: Four Machines.

......

Four machines, I want to weave a mandarin duck and break the shuttle, but the east wind can make the flowers look thin.

The shocking sound broke, the bored swallow went away, when is the return date?

"The shocking sound is broken, the bored swallow is gone, when will it be the return date?" Youruo frowned and murmured softly.

At this time, a voice came, and the old man walked out of the room, came to the living room, looked at Youruo and said with a smile.

"I heard Li Xiuyuan say that this poem should be Jiu Zhang Ji. The teacher in his lower realm thought it was too long and only recorded the first four quintes." After saying that, the old man waved his hand and lit the small stove on the table.

"Drink a cup of tea first and wait for Li Xiuyuan to cook breakfast and eat together." The old man stopped Youruo's practice.

As if he remembered something, Youruo looked at the old man and asked, "Senior Mo, why do I always use a wooden sword when I saw Li Xiuyuan practicing? Could it be that he doesn't have a good sword?"

When the old man heard this, he looked at her and laughed: "I have asked him about this, and he said he could just have a sword."

Since listening to Li Xiuyuan's words, Youruo finally understood some truths. How could such a state of mind be comparable to a group of students from Tianxiang Academy?

As he was talking, Li Xiuyuan brought a pot of white porridge into the living room.

Youruo looked at him and smiled, "I said, "Your master, do you want Youruo to give you a good sword?"

Li Xiuyuan looked at her and shook his head, saying, "No, just have a sword."

After saying that, he asked softly: "Where is Lan Xun'er, do you want to call her up?"

Youruo shook her head and looked at him and replied, "She ran out of Yuqiong Pavilion early in the morning."

Li Xiuyuan shook his head and served the porridge for the two of them. He held a bowl of it himself, and started eating without saying a word.

It wasn't the wind in the forest, nor was it the rain hitting the banana. Now he just wanted to finish this bowl of porridge quietly, and then practice the sword for a while, and practice the innate memory.

The old man was eating porridge, and Youruo was eating porridge too.

Li Xiuyuan put down the bowl and said slowly: "I'll go outside and take a walk."

"Yes." The old man knew what he was going to do, so he was too lazy to pay attention to him.

Youruo looked at Li Xiuyuan's back and asked the old man: "What is he going to do this rainy day?"

Before the old man could answer, Li Xiuyuan had already walked into the rain, stepped into the pavilion in the yard, took out the wooden sword, and cut out a weak sword along the slanted raindrops...

Looking at Li Xiuyuan in the pavilion, Youruo's lips curled slightly, and looked at the old man and said, "The sword made no sense. I slapped him down with a slap."

The old man put the bowl on the table, looked at Youruo and smiled, "It seems that you have some misunderstandings about the understanding of swordsmanship. The sword is as strong as the grass and trees. Every blade is a sword."

While talking, Li Xiuyuan's wooden sword aroused a blue sword energy, pierced through the heavy rain and fog, and slashed on a big tree dozens of feet away.

With a "click!", a branch as big as an arm fell heavily.

The old man smiled and said, "This is a wooden sword."

Youruo turned his head and looked at him, and couldn't help but respond: "He is a monster. Playing a song will scare people to death... It will also make it shocking to hold a wooden sword."

The old man was silent for a moment. Thinking of the conversation with Li Xiuyuan, he couldn't help laughing: "He has now entered a state of unconsciousness, please take a closer look..."

Youruo looked at him, and saw that Li Xiuyuan had closed his eyes at this moment, and the wooden sword in his hand was just slashed out again and again in one direction, like a puppet carrying a string.

The old man smiled and said, "He just did the simplest thing to the extreme, and in this way, he would have unexpected results... If I guessed correctly, he has been practicing this way for many years."

Youruo is the proud daughter of Tianxiang Academy, and all the elders and teachers around her are surrounding her. She has never seen a way of practicing like Li Xiuyuan, and she can't help but be stunned.

Looking at the old man, he said, "It's really incredible."

The old man was silent for a moment and slowly spoke, "You can ask him for advice, but there is no need to copy it and learn it. After all, everyone's mental methods of practicing are different."

Youruo nodded slightly and smiled, "As such a pleasing scene, my sister actually ran out to play, which made me feast my eyes."

The old man didn't know what he thought of, and sighed and said, "It seems that your heart is not harmonious, so let's stay here for more days. Anyway, when you return to the academy, you will be practicing boredly with those old men."

Seeing that Youruo didn't react, the old man continued, "At least, you can see different methods of practice here, which may be somewhat inspiring to your practice."

After saying that, he waved his hand and turned around and walked into the house: "I'm sleepy, go and rest for a while."

The old man was finally injured by the demon soul on the foreign battlefield, and his energy was no longer as good as before.

......

It was already past noon, and Li Xiuyuan opened the door to welcome guests, and Youruo continued to stay in the backyard to learn the piano.

But Feng Ruyu, who had just finished wiping the counter, had not lit the fire and had not burned it, had disappeared for a few days, walked in.

"Didn't Lan Xun'er go to play with her sister?" Li Xiuyuan sat at the table and asked calmly: "This guy is so arrogant that he dares to vent his way in Tianyu City alone."

Feng Ru smiled and said, "What are she afraid of as a cultivator in the God Transformation Realm?"

"Yes." Li Xiuyuan said softly: "I forgot that she is the proud daughter of Tianxiang Academy."

"What am I looking for? Is there any news?"

"It depends on what you are anxious about. There is nothing else but what you are looking for?" Feng Ruyu smiled and said, "If you are thirsty, make a pot of tea first."

"Actually, I want to buy an iron bow for you." Li Xiuyuan looked up and said seriously, "Since the assassination happened, I wanted to buy an iron bow and some iron arrows."

Feng Ruyu was stunned for a moment and looked at him and asked, "What do you want to do? Are you trying to hunt or something?"

Li Xiuyuan laughed and shook his head and said, "I'm just afraid that something like that will happen again. My level is low and I can still use arrows when I can't beat it."

For Li Xiuyuan, he had no time to cast an iron bow, but he was even more afraid of getting into trouble. He shouldn't have played that song in front of three women.

If you have a ready-made iron bow, buy it and engrave it as a talisman arrow.

This is Tianjie, not Ding'an City. The iron arrows here should be able to withstand the power of runes.

Feng Ruyu couldn't help but give him a blank look and replied, "Isn't this a trivial matter? I'll send it to you tomorrow."

Li Xiuyuan also knew that this would not hurt her. He reached out and lit the stove on the table and said, "I don't know if the old man knows about me... What if I meet him one day?"

When Feng Ruyu heard this, she said depressedly: "This is not my problem, it is your own problem. If you can't beat you, won't you run away? Besides, how could he know that you were with me one night?"

When Li Xiuyuan heard this, he knew that she was comforting himself, and thought to himself that Elder Liu might not be able to take action when he saw it, and he was not a god.

Thinking of this, he gritted his teeth and said, "I am just timid and want more ways to protect myself."

Feng Ruyu would not believe Li Xiuyuan's words. He looked at him and explained: "Next month, there will be an auction in Tianxiang City, and it is said that there will be the elixir you need..."

Li Xiuyuan was slightly stunned, and then replied very quickly: "What do you mean is you want to go to Tianxiang City? Or is there any of yours that Yuqiong Pavilion that will help me take pictures of this spiritual medicine?"

When Feng Ruyu heard this, she shook her head and sighed: "For such a major thing, you naturally have to go there in person. If you can take pictures of this spiritual medicine... you can go to the Endless Fire Realm after that."

This sentence ignited Li Xiuyuan, and his purpose was naturally the Endless Fire Domain. As long as he could take a picture of this spiritual medicine that nourishes his soul, he could also go to the Endless Fire Domain with confidence.

The fire was strong and the water was boiling. Li Xiuyuan washed a pot and put tea, poured two cups of tea in front of him, and kept his eyebrows closed.

Looking at her, he said, "I'll discuss with my master when my sister plans to set off for Tianxiang City?"

Feng Ruyu glared at him, sighed, and said with a smile: "It takes four or five days to go to Xiangcheng City the day before yesterday. We just need to arrive before the auction starts."

In her opinion, she could move on at any moment.

But there must be someone guarding Li Xiuyuan's shop here. After all, it is impossible to let an old man from a fusion state come here to watch.

After being stunned, Li Xiuyuan nodded and replied, "I'll discuss with the master. It's still a long time."

Feng Ruyu picked up the teacup in front of her, took a sip, and said, "Do you want to go to Tianxiang Academy to practice? I can introduce you to it."

In Feng Ruyu's opinion, although Li Xiuyuan is a rare genius, his cultivation level is too low, and he is afraid he can't go anywhere except the current Tianyu City.

It would take dozens or hundreds of years to wait until he practiced to the realm of transformation of the gods.

"I already have a master." Li Xiuyuan said calmly: "Maybe it seems to be a good place to others, but I don't want to go."

Feng Ruyu sighed slightly, without explaining anything, but said directly: "At your current state, I don't know how many decades of practice it will take to be transformed into a god. Could it be that you would be like a snail?"

Li Xiuyuan was stunned and thought to himself that I was not so anxious to break through, so I still have to find a way to go back?

But he couldn't tell anyone about this, and the only way was to find a way to ask his master.
Chapter completed!