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Chapter 351: Seeing Little Rain Dream Butterfly Again(1/2)

The desert is so lonely, but there is only a solitary lamp in front of Li Xiuyuan.

Only a bunch of green smoke curled towards the green tiles on the eaves. Xiaobai didn't wake up after drinking two glasses of spiritual wine. Xiaohong went to Li Qiushui's house.

After being drunk and dreaming, Li Xiuyuan was left alone.

Looking up at the waxing moon in the sky, I thought that it wouldn't be long before I could see the moon on Luoxia Mountain.

Xiaohong left in a hurry and told Li Xiuyuan that she would live with her sister these days. She had never had a good time since she became the shopkeeper of a wine shop.

Li Xiuyuan didn't worry about Xiaohong's family's cultivation, so he decided to hand over the elixir and wine to Li Qiushui.

Let her slowly arrange the cultivation of Xiaohong's family and the matter of breaking through the realm.

He still has two apprentices in Ding'an City, and there are a lot of troubles waiting for him to deal with.

Holding a pot of tea and lighting a stick of agarwood, Li Xiuyuan took out his iron piano.

The piano table was as clean as if someone had just wiped it yesterday, and Xiaohongjinxin covered it with a thick cloth.

Looking at the piano platform in front of him, Li Xiuyuan thought of his life in Ding'an City.

At that time, he was much simpler than he is now. He just wanted to find what the ancient blue dragon wanted, and then leave the wild world and return to the academy in the Shura Heaven.

For this reason, he didn't even want to get involved in the battle between the Great Wall and the Wilderness for spiritual life and other spiritual resources.

In his opinion, after all, he has no position and is unwilling to serve any party.

He stroked the strings with his hand, and the unpleasant sound still came out. Even though he knew that "Tequiem" was difficult to learn, Li Xiuyuan still took the trouble.

I want to use the skills I used to cut snow on the Tianshan Mountains to polish the most difficult music in the world with the same skills as a water mill.

Li Xiuyuan, who couldn't even listen to the piano after playing it for two times, finally gave up trying again.

Holding an oil lamp, he entered the utility room.

After some searching, the casting platform from that year was finally moved out.

If you have nothing to do, you can try to fuse the ores found in the ancient times with the divine dragon to create a few sword embryos.

When I reached the seventh turn of Phoenix Nirvana, I began to forge several spiritual swords for my sister, mother, and others. I had too many relatives and friends, so I had to repay this debt slowly.

Fortunately, the Xinghua Valley at the foot of Mount Xumi did not require him to create an earth-shattering divine sword.

All your relatives and friends only need is a simple spiritual sword.

He didn't want his relatives and friends to be guilty of possessing a magic sword and be remembered by someone with intentions.

Tomorrow? Or the day after tomorrow?

He planned to forge swords behind closed doors after sending Ximen Lone Star away, and no longer pay attention to the ups and downs in Ding'an City.



One night of autumn rain and one night of cool breeze.

When Li Xiuyuan woke up from sleeping on a lounge chair under the eaves, he smelled a faint fragrance of flowers.

It turned out that the osmanthus tree in the yard had thin golden flowers blooming on its branches, and the faint floral fragrance filled the winery with the autumn rain all night.

He exhaled softly and looked at the looming golden color of the osmanthus branches, and his mood suddenly became clear.

How many years has it been since he came back here? Was it two years? Or decades? Here two years ago, he seemed to have not waited for the flowering season.

In the blink of an eye, I don’t know how many years have passed.

Because of the speed of time flow, Wilderness and Shura Kaiyu, Shura Heaven and Five Realms all have different time rules.

In Fengyun City's Purple Bamboo Courtyard, my husband once planted a laurel tree, but he never seriously stayed in the bamboo for a few years.

So after he left, he only remembered the apricot blossoms in his hometown, and gradually forgot the osmanthus tree in his courtyard.

It seems that this year he can eat the sweet-scented osmanthus cake made by Xiaohong here.

Unlike Fengyun City's apricot blossom cake, Osmanthus Blossom Cake is somewhat similar to peach blossoms, even sweeter than peach blossoms.

Smelling the fragrance of flowers in the garden, Li Xiuyuan cooked a pot of white porridge and then opened the store door.

He took a volume of scriptures, brewed a pot of spiritual tea, and became the shopkeeper of a wine shop.

Autumn in Ding'an City is very beautiful. There was an autumn rain at night and it stopped in the early morning.

The leaves all over the street are gradually turning yellow, and Li Xiuyuan sitting in the wine shop seems to have returned to a certain moment in the past.

Li Xiuyuan guarded a pot of spiritual tea and a scroll of Buddhist scriptures, quietly watching the passers-by, thinking about how many realms did Li Qiushui achieve yesterday afternoon?

I also thought about whether Ximen Lone Star would bring Huangfu Qingmei and kill him, as well as that little guy Ximen Mengdie.

Two years have passed. The little girl must have grown a lot taller, right?

Because Li Xiuyuan was here, Xiaohong probably went shopping with Li Qiushui today.

Xiao Hei, who was hungover, had not yet woken up, and the consciousness released by Li Xiuyuan was silently feeling the changes in every rune in the wine shop.

After decades, some of the runes had become blurry, so he decided to redecorate them.

While the weather was still good, the entire roof was lifted and all the blue tiles were replaced, including the aging wooden walls.

The stone was replaced with the best sapphire in Ding'an City, and the hardest ironwood was used as the wood. Only in this way can it be worthy of the century-old restaurant Zui Sheng Meng Si.

Even if he leaves, this wine shop will still accompany Xiaohong's family.

It rained all night and the weather was fine. Ximen Xiaoyu, who had been bored at home for many days, found a reason to go out.

Ximen Mengdie was bored at home for many days. When he heard that his aunt was going out, he naturally wanted to follow her.

Huangfu Qingmei didn't bother to care about the two little guys. With Ximen Xiaoyu here, no one in Ding'an City dared to bully the two little girls.

You must know that with Ximen Xiaoyu's current cultivation level, it will probably take less than a few years to catch up with her and Ximen Lone Star.

"Auntie, hurry up. Die'er wants to play in the master's shop for a while and then go shopping."

Holding Ximen Xiaoyu's hand, Ximen Mengdie kept nagging.

"He hasn't come back, so what are we going to do? At such a young age, you want to go drinking with him?"

Thinking of Sister Xiaohong's appearance, Ximen Xiaoyu's face felt a little hot, and his brother often went to the wine shop to drink without giving him any money.

When I came back, I was not only scolded by my sister-in-law, but also laughed at by my mother.

However, Ximen Lone Star just likes to stay in the wine shop and drink wine. Maybe one day, his brother will appear quietly.

The carriage ran happily along the long street, and soon it arrived at the door of the winery.

"You go back first, we will take the car by ourselves later!"

Ximen Xiaoyu waved to the guards of the City Lord's Mansion, turned around and prepared to go to the wine shop.

Unexpectedly, an exclamation came from the wine shop. It was Ximen Mengdie's voice. Ximen Xiaoyu was startled and hurried forward.

Li Xiuyuan at the counter was holding a cup of spiritual tea and sipping it happily.

I was calculating how many days it would take to renovate the winery, but when I looked up, I heard an exclamation.

Then he looked at the porcelain doll-like Ximen Mengdie with big eyes and small eyes, frowning and looking at him in a daze.

Just at this time, Ximen Xiaoyu also walked in angrily and shouted: "Who dares to bully my baby? Sister Hong, are there bandits coming to your house?"

Before entering the door, Ximen Xiaoyu started shouting.

Li Xiuyuan was happy, frowning and said: "You are an adult, how come you like to yell like a child? You are not afraid of causing trouble for me..."

Putting down the teacup, he pointed to the stool in front of him and said, "Now that you're here, sit down and have a cup of tea. I'm making the first dish."

It wasn't until Li Xiuyuan spoke that Ximen Mengdie ducked into the counter.

She took his hand and looked him up and down, and shouted: "Master, have you taken the magic medicine, will you become like Die'er?"

After a pause, Li Xiuyuan looked at her and explained softly: "Then should I call you my master in the future?"

Li Xiuyuan was also helpless about his body and practice.

I'm just afraid that when I go to the Apricot Blossom Valley above the nine heavens, my sister Li Xiaoxue and Xiao Qing's children will be much older than me.

When Ximen Mengdie heard this, he couldn't help but chuckled: "That's definitely not the case, the master is the master."

Li Xiuyuan nodded with satisfaction, looked at the confused Ximen Xiaoyu and said, "I just thought about whether to recast the Tingyu Sword for you yesterday..."

Upon hearing this, Ximen Xiaoyu quickly took out the Tingyu Sword and placed it gently on the counter.

Looking at him, he asked nervously: "Is it going to be troublesome? Do you want me to find more materials?"

Li Xiuyuan shook his head and didn't bother to explain.

Instead, he said quietly: "You don't have to worry about anything, just put the sword here." After saying that, he poured the spiritual tea for the two of them.

"Master, Die'er hasn't come with the sword yet..."

Seeing that Li Xiuyuan was about to forge a sword for his aunt, Ximen Mengdie naturally refused to lag behind and gently shook Li Xiuyuan's arm.

Li Xiuyuan sighed, looked at her and smiled: "Then should I cast another one for your parents? Where can I find so many materials?"

Li Xiuyuan felt a little dizzy when he thought of Ximen Lone Star and Huangfu Qingmei.

He thought to himself that he was not a master in making swords after all. The most he could do in Ding'an City was to do a lot of hard work for the two guys in front of him.
To be continued...
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