Meng Shentong took Li Xiuyuan in a circle and returned to the Bamboo Peak before the Headmaster and Yuan Zun returned to Tianyun Mountain.

The small stove on the table was lit, and the old man found spring water to make tea.

Li Xiuyuan went to the mountain spring to fetch water to wash away the mud all over his body and the burnt hair on his head.

Before the pot of spiritual tea was ready, he had already put on a clean white shirt and entered the bamboo shed.

Meng Shentong's eyes lit up. Looking at the increasingly reserved young man, he couldn't help but have an illusion, as if he, the disciple who was about to become a legend, was just a handsome young man in the mortal world.

If it weren't for the sword energy in front of the Yaoguang Palace, even he would have doubted his own eyes.

"You just survived the disaster. There is not a single wound on your body, but all your black hair is gone."

Meng Changtong poured him a cup of spiritual tea, looked at him and laughed and said: "If it were a catastrophe like today, if it were that kid like Wang Qiang, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to survive the third one."

Li Xiuyuan reached out and touched his bald head, and said with a smile: "Whenever anyone asks, I will say that the teacher shaved it for me. It's so clean and good."

Meng Shentong took a sip of the spiritual tea, looked at him and said seriously: "Remember from now on, don't leave your sword intention everywhere."

"Sword Intent?" Li Xiuyuan was confused for a moment and asked in confusion: "Why did the teacher say this?"

Meng Shentong looked at him and sighed, and said leisurely: "Perhaps you just stayed in front of the Yaoguang Palace unintentionally, but if someone with intentions takes a look, it will inevitably cause some trouble."

Seeing that he was still puzzled, he had no choice but to continue: "Tomorrow, that boy Wang Qiang will compete with Princess Chen from Loulan City in front of the Yaoguang Palace. Then the disciples and elders of the sect will come over..."

"Fortunately, I erased it for you when I went up the mountain today, otherwise the sword master and the elder man would see it and see how your master deals with those difficult old guys?"

In the eyes of the old man, neither the headmaster nor the sword master would let Yu Zun go when they saw this sword intention, and they had to dig out a result.

As for Nalan Ruoyu, everyone knows that she is only good at the piano, but she is far inferior to the Sword Master in swordsmanship.

Only then did Li Xiuyuan think of his unintentional act on the Mid-Autumn Festival night, and couldn't help but smile: "This is my disciple's carelessness. I have to pay more attention to it in the future."

Meng Shentong continued: "I have re-deployed two magic formations for you on the top of your mountain. Now only your master, me, and that guy Ping An can come up. As for your magic formation..."

In the old man's opinion, any disciple of Yuan Zun, let alone the master, can break the magic circle set up by Li Xiuyuan.

Li Xiuyuan was shocked when he heard this, and after a long time he replied: "So, the student has caused trouble to the teacher again."

"Excuse me, did you fall into this abyss again that day?"

In the old man's opinion, if Li Xiuyuan had not gone to the abyss to fight those zombies, he would not have been able to complete the Phoenix Nirvana so quickly.

When Li Xiuyuan heard the old man ask about this, he suddenly felt a pain in his abdomen.

He lowered his head and made a gesture to his waist and abdomen, and said with a wry smile: "This time, the student was attacked by the zombie in a sneak attack... oh, it hurts me to death!"

After he finished, he looked at the old man and continued to ask: "Teacher, I obviously failed to bring the stars into my body. I can feel my own tendons and veins. Is there a faint power of starlight in my blood?"

This was the thing that he couldn't understand the most. In his opinion, it took him a full six years to evolve the dragon's body on the Shura battlefield and refine the phoenix essence and blood.

"How long did it take the disciple this time?" Li Xiuyuan was confused until now. This was the second time he had been resurrected from the dead on the Bamboo Peak, and he no longer had the concept of time.

Meng Shentong thought for a while, looked at him and smiled: "Today is the fourth day since you left...it only took you three days to complete the second round of Nirvana."

"Three days? That must be the starlight on the bamboo peak causing trouble..." Li Xiuyuan was also frightened by himself, because Mu Mu took more time to complete his Phoenix Nirvana.

"Don't think about whether the starlight enters the body. Since you can't die, then you can continue to practice here..."

Meng Shentong frowned and said calmly: "These old guys actually chased them into the Yaoguang Palace."

Li Xiuyuan was shocked and murmured: "Fortunately, the teacher erased the writing under the eaves."

...

In the Yaoguang Hall, Nalan Ruoyu was instructing Sima Jinglan to practice the piano, and Ping An had fallen asleep on the bamboo chair nearby.

A gust of breeze blew by, but it was the headmaster who led Yuan Zun and Jian Zun into the hall.

"Girl Yu, is Old Meng hiding here with you to enjoy his happiness? Where is your new disciple?"

Before he even entered the door, Yuan Zun started shouting outside the hall.

Before Namei Ruoyu could say anything, Ping An, who had her eyes closed, replied loudly: "Grandpa Meng and his brother were drinking tea in the back mountain, and he was growing vegetables there..."

In terms of cleverness, even the Jade Master in front of him cannot compare to him.

When the headmaster heard this, he couldn't help but release his spiritual consciousness and headed towards the back mountain.

After leaning for a moment, he frowned and asked: "I didn't learn to practice the piano with you, but I went to the back mountain to grow vegetables... Why did I shave my head? Is it possible that Elder Meng wants this little guy to enter Buddhism?"

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Nalan Ruoyu was shocked when she heard this. She thought that she was just getting through the disaster, but she even lost her hair.

As he stood up and went to the table to pour spiritual tea for the three of them, he said with a smile: "My disciple hasn't gathered his immortal veins yet. I just tend the sheep and do whatever he likes... After a while, winter will come.

So I asked him to practice piano with me."

The Sword Master sitting aside frowned, looked at Ping An and asked, "Ping An, has your Grandpa Meng been in the back mountain today?"

Ping An nodded and said with a smile: "Since Ping An and Sister Yu came back here, my brother and Grandpa Meng have been there. Do you want Ping An to take you to the back mountain?"

Yuan Zun stared at Sword Master and said, "I want you to go, I don't want to get into trouble with that old guy."

Yuan Zuntian is not afraid of anything but Meng Shentong in the library. Even the headmaster can't do anything to the old man in the library. Everyone knows this.

Sword Master naturally didn't want to go. Since Meng Shentong was on the back mountain of Zhufeng, the person who survived the tribulation on Tianhuang Mountain could not be an old man.

Even now, the three of them didn't think about Li Xiuyuan.

How can a young man who has not even condensed his immortal veins survive a calamity? Where does this calamity come from?

After drinking the second dose of spiritual tea, the headmaster looked at Nalan Ruoyu and asked: "Tomorrow's two competitions can be determined. Who will be in the last one?"

Nalan Ruoyu looked at Sima Jinglan who lowered his head to play the piano, and said lightly: "Do your best and obey fate!"

When Yuan Zun heard this, he couldn't help blowing his beard and said: "We have already lost one game today. If we lose again tomorrow, where will this sect's face be?"

When Nalan Ruoyu heard this, she immediately became angry. She looked at him and said with a smile: "Since Wang Qiang has no ability, he shouldn't marry a girl from the Loulan Chen family. Who took over this matter back then? Who said that Tianyun Mountain must have someone?"

Marriage?"

Nalan Ruoyu originally hated the marriage, and Wang Qiang was obviously weaker than the princess of the Chen family, which made her even more angry. She thought that if you hadn't pushed hard, she shouldn't have taken Wang Qiang to Loulan City.

Nalan Ruoyu's words stopped the headmaster. After a long while, he looked at Yuan Zun and smiled bitterly: "Maybe we really shouldn't force Wang Qiang to marry the princess of the Chen family in Loulan City."

Nalan Ruoyu thought for a while, looked at the three people's pens and said: "In my opinion, the Miss Chen family doesn't seem to want to get married. Regardless of whether she wins or loses tomorrow, it would be best if the marriage is canceled."

Upon hearing this, the headmaster couldn't help but smile bitterly and said: "Now it's hard to ride a tiger. I'll go back and talk to Wang Qiang. If it doesn't work, let him retreat."

Nalan Ruoyu looked at the three of them and shook her head, and said seriously: "If the woman Fang Yu is strong, even if she gets married, Wang Qiang will not be happy in the future!"

The sword master who had been silent for a while thought for a moment and asked: "What does Old Man Meng think of this matter?"

Nalan Ruoyu was startled and couldn't help but laugh: "If you are busy all day long to see how the vegetables grown by your precious apprentice are and whether the spiritual tea you brew is drinkable, how can you care about such nonsense?"

What she said was both poisonous and obvious, that is, Elder Meng would rather come to the back mountain to cook and grow vegetables with his disciples than get involved in the bad things you have caused.

Ping An looked at everyone and yawned, and shouted: "Master, Ping An will sleep for a while and go to Grandpa Meng to have barbecue in the evening."

After saying that, he didn't care what everyone said, he lay down on the chair and snored again.

The head coach thought for a while and said: "The deal is done, we have to finish the second trial."

...

"The Sword Master in the Yaoguang Palace actually has an idea for our master and disciple!"

Meng Shentong on the mountain looked at Li Xiuyuan and smiled lightly: "Tomorrow is the second competition between Wang Qiang and that girl from the Chen family. You have to take action in the last one."

When Li Xiuyuan heard this, he touched his bald head and said with a bitter smile: "Disciple looks like this, I don't want to go down the mountain to meet people!"

Meng Shentong looked at him and smiled, and said: "This matter is simple. For the last scene, I will ask Ping An to come up. You can take action once, but you have to be more restrained. Don't let those guys think about you."

Li Xiuyuan laughed when he heard this: "As long as the disciples are not allowed to go down the mountain, then let Ping An come up. The teacher will tell them that the disciples are banned from the mountain and cannot go down."

"That's right. As long as tomorrow passes, you will hide in the abyss the day after tomorrow. Even the headmaster can't find your shadow, let alone the little guy Ping An."

In the old man's opinion, as long as Li Xiuyuan can win a game for Tianyun Mountain, as long as the head coach and others can live up to their reputation, that's all.

As for what he originally thought like Nalan Ruoyu, there was no need for Tianyun Mountain to marry the Chen family in Loulan City.

Neither Yuan Zun from Tianyun Mountain nor the Chen family from Loulan City would give their divine fire to each other. Such a marriage would be meaningless in the eyes of the old man.

After thinking for a while, the old man continued: "I have to go to Yaoguang Palace tomorrow to watch and prevent those guys from coming to the back mountain. You stay here alone and don't run around."

Li Xiuyuan shook his head and replied: "Teacher, don't worry, my whole body hurts a lot. Let's take a day off tomorrow and not fight those zombies."

The old man looked at him and asked distressedly: "Does it still hurt?...Show me your Phoenix Divine Fire..."

Li Xiuyuan was so happy that he stretched out his palm and saw a ball of golden flames jumping out with a "Boom!"

...

The stubborn Li Xiuyuan cooked a pot of rice, fried some vegetables he grew, and had a meal with the old man.

Meng Shentong then walked down the mountain with his hands behind his back. It is estimated that Nalan Ruoyu could not wait any longer.

He had to tell Nalan Ruoyu what happened after the tribulation.

After dinner, Li Xiuyuan lay on the bamboo chair and quietly thought about the various changes in his body. The old Taoist master obviously did not want him to resume his cultivation in Xuanwu Continent.

Otherwise, when he took Xiao Long'er and Long Hongchen away, he could free himself with just a wave of his hand.

Is it because the Taoist priest thinks he is not mature enough? Or is he afraid that if he reveals his cultivation, he will die here?

Or did the old Taoist priest know the intention of the old man in the library and want to practice the body of the stars honestly?

It's just that I haven't brought the stars into my body yet, so why does my body already have the light of the stars? Is it possible that I have introduced a trace of the power of the stars in my life and death?

Otherwise, why did he resurrect on the top of the mountain in the blink of an eye after he had clearly passed away? Even the old man in the library couldn't give him an explanation.

Fortunately, today, there is no need to go to Shenzhen to fight hard tomorrow. We will wait until the second game is over before going.

In his opinion, even if he continues to take risks, he probably won't have a year and a half to achieve Phoenix Nirvana again.

After all, Song Tianyu spent countless years cultivating his Phoenix Nirvana to the ninth level.

Thinking of this, he was suddenly startled.
Chapter completed!