It was a slightly cool autumn day. Li Xiuyuan got up early and opened the store door, only to find that it was raining again.

It's the pattering autumn rain again, which makes people hate it.

Looking at the passers-by hurriedly passing by on the road, holding different umbrellas, Li Xiuyuan sat silently in the wine shop and waved his hand to light the small stove.

Looking at the figures fading away, I thought that the old Taoist priest would always be as free as his imagination, and he suddenly felt a little regretful in his heart.

I haven’t finished what I want to ask, so you’re in my dream and you want me to finish it?

Picking up the sword embryo placed on the counter, he silently looked at the three prohibitions imprinted on the hilt, thinking that this was the only way to avoid destroying the imprint left by the master in the process of forging the sword.

Although his master is not very reliable, he does everything for his own benefit.

Afraid that he would not be able to complete the restriction of the spiritual sword, he branded himself on the sword embryo with a wave of his hand.

If I were to start learning all over again, I would be afraid that I would not be able to find experience from failure again and again.

Looking at the drizzle outside the store, I thought to myself that my days were running out and my next stop was the Shura Heaven.

Que shook his head, sighed, silently put away the sword embryo, and poured two pieces of spiritual tea into the pot. He was thinking about what kind of breakfast Xiaohong would bring for himself and Xiaohei in the morning.

In this weather, he missed the bowl of beef noodles in Wangtiancheng.

Judging from what Xiao Hei brought back, the bandits outside Wolong Mountain have been wiped out. He finally brought Shangguan Yanhong and his eldest sister Li Qiushui together.

As for whether Ximen Lone Star and his wife were willing, he didn't care much.

I am not a god, how can I get everything going as I wish?

Next, we only need to slowly forge these two spiritual swords that can grow, and then we can leave with peace of mind.

At Chenshi, Xiao Hong didn't wait to buy breakfast, but craftsmen who got up early came to start work.

Everyone wants to finish the work early and get the red envelope from the shopkeeper.

Just when Xiao Hei got up and looked for something to eat, an unexpected guy came to the two of them.

I saw a carriage drawn by two horned horses approaching slowly, and finally stopped on the roadside of the winery.

Coming down from the top was Huangfu Qingmei, who was dressed in a white dress and looked slightly pale, carrying an exquisite food box in her hand.

When Xiao Hei saw it, he quickly flew out the door, looked at her and shouted: "Princess, aren't you injured? Why don't you keep her at home?"

Even so, his eyes were fixed on the food box in Huangfu Qingmei's hand.

Huangfu Qingmei looked at him and shook her head, then walked into the wine shop and opened the food box in her hand, revealing the exquisite pastries inside.

Then he touched Xiao Hei's feathers and said, "Xiao Hei, when can you let me see what you look like?"

Xiao Hei chuckled: "You have to ask your brother about this."

After saying that, he ignored it and took a bite of the cake on the plate, regardless of whether Li Xiuyuan wanted to eat a piece.

Li Xiuyuan poured her a cup of spiritual tea with a smile and said quietly: "How are you feeling today?"

He didn't ask Huangfu how Qi Mei's injury was, because he gave her the elixir from the Nine Heavens and believed that it had achieved results after one night.

Otherwise, Huangfu Qingmei would not have come to the winery in person.

Huangfu Qingmei sighed quietly, touched Xiao Hei's feathers and smiled: "After eating, go to the City Lord's Mansion to find Ximen Lone Star. Are they discussing the reward?"

Xiao Hei was stunned, raised his head and said with a smile: "This cannot be done without Xiao Hei."

After saying that, he finished a few pieces of pastry in three or two mouthfuls, picked up the cup in front of him, drank a cup of spiritual tea, and then flew out with a splash.

He turned around and said: "Brother Xiaohei has made a fortune, please go to the lake to eat meat."

Li Xiudi waved his hand and said: "Go early and come back early. Don't be playful and don't let that guy bother me."

With the sound of croaking, Xiao Hei spread his wings and flew into the sky, heading towards the city lord's mansion.

Sighing, Huangfu Qingmei looked at Li Xiuyuan in front of her and said softly: "Thank you for the elixir. I'm much better."

Li Xiuyuan shook his head, picked up a piece of pastry from the plate, and was about to take a bite, but paused.

He said thoughtfully: "I can help you for a while, but I can't help you forever. Be careful and take care in the future."

Huangfu Qingmei was shocked, looked at him and murmured: "Are you leaving the wilderness? What should we do with our dragon body and Die'er's body?"

Shaking his head, Li Xiuyuan quietly finished two pieces of pastries and drank a cup of spiritual tea before he smiled bitterly and said, "There's nothing I can do about this."

"How is that possible?"

Upon hearing this, Huangfu Qingmei couldn't help but cover her mouth, and after a while she murmured: "What about the three of us? Where is my Mengdie?"

Li Xiuyuan looked at him and sighed, took out his knife and cut a cut on his finger, then squeezed a drop of bright red blood into the plate.

While Huangfu Qingmei was stunned, Li Xiuyuan said softly: "Right now, I am no longer in the body of a divine dragon."

"This...how is this possible?"

Huangfu Qingmei took the knife in his hand, gently cut it between her fingers, squeezed out a drop, but was stunned for a moment.

I saw that my blood was clearly half bright red and half golden.

Shaking his head, Li Xiuyuan looked at her and said with a smile: "I'll give it to you, Ximen Lone Star, Xiao Yu and Die'er all drank the same cup of spiritual tea, and I put something in it."

"You don't need to think about the divine dragon body in the future, everything will happen naturally..."

He and Shenlong Valley have fallen out, and masters Long Qingfeng and Xiaobai probably will not return to Shenlong Valley again.

Thinking about it, neither the Shenlong Valley nor Huangfu Qingmei's family had a chance, but he and Xiao Hei were lucky enough to get the divine spring from the depths of the Styx...

This can be regarded as solving the troubles in future cultivation for Huangfu Qingmei and the others.

When Huangfu Qingmei heard this, she couldn't help but said quietly: "It turns out that I was still thinking of asking for a chance for Xiaoyu... From this point of view, there is no chance."

Li Xiuyuan gave her some spiritual tea and said with a wry smile: "Is it possible that mortals can't become immortals?"

Huangfu Qingmei was stunned. She suddenly thought of Li Xiuyuan's current situation and couldn't help but asked softly: "Are you starting all over again?"

Thinking that the young man in front of me had only been missing for half a year, and he had transformed from a dragon flying in the nine heavens to a real mortal.

Thinking of this, she finally couldn't help but reached out and gently touched the boy's face. However, the boy was still the same boy as before.

It's just that the boy is no longer in the body of a divine dragon, and can no longer fly for nine heavens, but their family of three has become a dragon because of the boy.

Thinking of this, she felt a little dazed, and she suddenly doubted the meaning of her and others' hard practice.

In her opinion, Li Xiuyuan went through life and death all the way, and finally turned into a dragon on the Shura battlefield.

Soaring in the sky before thousands of people, is this something that many people envy and yearn for?

But he didn't expect that just half a year later, the boy who came back would turn into a mortal body.

So, what’s the point of practicing hard? Do you still want to practice hard?

Thinking of this, his breathing became faster, his face turned red, and his brows furrowed tightly, giving people the feeling of going crazy.

Li Xiuyuan sighed secretly, fearing that she would spit out another mouthful of blood, so he stretched out his hand to squeeze her hand and said quietly: "Stop your mind and calm down."

Huangfu Qingmei was startled. She came to her senses instantly and looked at the young man in front of her, speechless.

Because she could clearly feel that the young man in front of her really had no trace of his true energy. His little hands were as gentle as jade, but she couldn't feel a trace of spiritual energy.

She could no longer calm down and said in a daze: "Is it painful for you to practice so hard?"

Li Xiuyuan gently took back his hand and added two spoonfuls of water to the kettle on the stove. He replied calmly: "Of course it is very bitter, but my first old monk told me that Buddha is also very bitter..."

Seeing his calm look, Huangfu Qingmei could only sigh softly.

Asked: "Where is the sword you forged for Die'er? I want to see it."

Li Xiuyuan looked at her and smiled, handed the sword embryo for Ximen Xiaoyu from the counter, and said quietly: "It will take some time."

Huangfu Qingmei took it with both hands, gently stroked the sword, and then frowned.

"This sword is very heavy. Why are there three marks on the hilt? Why?" Huangfu Qingmei, a swordsmith with a common sense, might have carved a few flowers on the hilt or added other textures.

The three marks there, like the one on her hand, were not aesthetically pleasing in her eyes.

Li Xiuyuan sighed and said quietly: "If I told you that this sword would become a divine sword in the future, would you believe it?"

He would have to leave the wilderness soon, and he could not tell Ximen Xiaoyu and Ximen Mengdie about the secret of the spirit sword.

After much deliberation, she could only tell the woman in front of her who had given her a headache.

When Huangfu Qingmei heard this, she was immediately shocked and asked in a low voice: "But how can a divine sword be born in this barbaric world?"

"So, aren't there three restrictions here?"

Li Xiuyuan said calmly: "The same goes for Xiaoyu's sword. The two of them have cultivated to the extraordinary realm, the merged realm, and the Mahayana realm to unlock three restrictions respectively."

"When they unlock the last restriction, it will be the time when the spiritual sword will overcome the tribulation..."

"Only you know this secret. Maybe you can wait until you leave them, or when they reach the extraordinary state, then tell them two."

"Combined body, Mahayana... What kind of realm is this? Why have I never heard of it?"

Looking at the young man in front of her, Huangfu Qingmei couldn't help but frown again.

These are two spiritual swords that will become immortals. Although she has never seen them before, she believes in Li Xiuyuan.

Otherwise, this guy wouldn't have recast Xiao Yu's Spirit Sword.
To be continued...