Watson followed Hu Ge on Tianshan Mountain while pondering Li Xiuyuan's sword intention, practicing the Buddhist formless body, and trying to cut the snow.

The temple and Buddhist hall in the back mountain of Liexi Town have been capped, and the current old monk has moved to live in the back mountain.

Just as Li Xiuyuan expected, Minghui who came down the mountain happily came to the town after learning the news about Li Xiuyuan and practicing in Qingliang Temple for several months.

And the people in the small town released the news after Hongjie said that the newly built temple in the back mountain actually had a great monk from Prajna Temple...

As a result, I no longer have to worry about incense here.

What made Minghui happy was that she never expected that she just came to Li Xiuyuan to drink two glasses of wine, but she met an eminent monk from outside the world.

Then, Minghui, who was given the honor of being a disciple, finally became half of his disciple as the old monk said.

In the Buddhist hall in the mountains, Minghui looked at Li Xiuyuan who came up the mountain to see him and said with a bitter smile: "I didn't expect that when my junior brother entered the mortal world, his hair turned gray overnight..."

Li Xiuyuan looked at him and smiled lightly: "Compared with the Buddhas who are in hell, what am I?"

The old monk thought for a while, looked at him and asked quietly: "If you are compared to the Buddhas, what is the reason why you came to the human world?"

Li Xiuyuan looked at him and smiled and said: "I came here just to turn myself into an ordinary mortal."

The old monk laughed and replied: "That's it. Since you are a mortal, you will have illness, pain, separation, birth, old age, illness and death. If you can't understand these principles, I advise you to go back to where you came from as soon as possible."

Li Xiuyuan, who was sitting aside, smiled and poured his hand into the cups of the three of them.

He said calmly: "Drink tea."

Minghui, who was sitting aside, felt like a thunderbolt sounded over her head, and it seemed like a wake-up call. She fell into deep thought for a moment and was speechless.

I don't know how long it took before he looked at the old monk and said, "Disciple is willing to hear the Tao."

The old monk looked at Li Xiuyuan, who showed no signs of joy or sorrow, and couldn't help but sigh, thinking, "You have an iron heart?"

After thinking about it, he looked at Ming Minghui and said with a smile: "You came to this world to see all living beings, so let me ask you, what is the difference between the living beings in Prajna Temple, the living beings in Qingliang Temple, and the living beings in this small town in front of you?"

Minghui thought for a while and replied softly: "Is there any difference? In my opinion, they are all sentient beings."

"Is there no difference?" The old monk shook his head, looked at Li Xiuyuan and said, "What does the donor think?"

Li Xiuyuan was stunned when he looked at the conversation between the two, and said thoughtfully: "If you think about it carefully, there are some differences."

Minghui and the old monk asked almost at the same time: "How can you see it?"

Li Xiuyuan smiled and said: "Thousands of miles away, the people who go to Fangcun Mountain are sentient beings; the believers who visit the temples in the White Jade City like a vegetable market are also sentient beings."

He took a sip of tea from the cup and said: "In my opinion, only the old people who have Buddhas in their hearts and cannot go far to see the Buddha are the living beings that Bodhisattva likes."

"Okay! Okay! Okay!"

The old monk said three good words in a row, sighed softly, looked at Minghui and said with a smile: "As soon as I see the sentient beings, Donor Li can be your senior brother."

Minghui sighed again after hearing this, looked at the old monk and said, "Isn't it because I came down the mountain this time because I listened to my junior brother and wanted to come to the world to see all sentient beings?"

Li Xiuyuan thought for a while, looked at Minghui and said, "In this way, senior brother will have an extra temple to practice in the coming years."

After saying that, he stopped meditating with the two of them, drank three courses of tea, and went down the mountain by himself.

Two monks and apprentices were left on the mountain, and he wanted to go down the mountain to watch Yelu Mingzhu and the others practice their swordsmanship. The old monk said that in winter, when the stars are dim, it is a good time to practice swordsmanship.

Li Xiuyuan didn't ask Yelv Mingzhu whether she had realized which star she was. Firstly, she was still young, and secondly, there was this unknown old monk here, so he didn't need to worry about it.

Originally he had little confidence in Senior Brother Minghui, but he made up his mind. An inexplicable old monk came and taught a lot of truths that Senior Brother Minghui could not understand but needed him to understand.

If you still can't achieve enlightenment, you might as well buy a piece of tofu and kill yourself.

Back at the foot of the mountain, Wang Ruyi, Fu Sheng, and Yelu Mingzhu were practicing sword practice in the backyard after building a snowman according to the method they taught.

After practicing for so many days, the three of them were finally able to maintain the same posture and use about the same strength to slash out the bamboo swords in their hands again and again.

The rule Li Xiuyuan set for the three of them was that if they cut a thousand times a day, they would be considered qualified.

As for the speed at which the snowflakes fell and what traces they left, it is too early to say.

No matter what, we have to wait until the three of them have evolved their spiritual consciousness before they can feel the snowflakes falling in the wind, as well as the speed and direction.

Just like Wei Qing when he first started chopping firewood in the back hill of the academy, the three of them now only need to mechanically repeat an action and turn this action into the memory of their bodies.

In the future, when encountering danger, I will naturally think about and master higher sword skills.

Ouyang Dongli looked at Li Xiuyuan who had returned from the mountain, thought for a moment and said, "Your wife and I are going back to the imperial city. Do you want to go back together to see us?"

Li Xiuyuan thought for a while, sighed and said, "No, I can't walk anymore."

I have already done what I should do. Yeluyan will take care of the children born in the imperial city, and Hua Luoyu and Ouyang Dongli will teach them in the future.

Just like the old monk said, don't forget why you came back to this world.

If he hadn't been unable to see the old monk's practice clearly, he might even have thought that this guy was the old monk he met on the Shura battlefield.

It's just that the old monk is too familiar with me, and he is very familiar with every move he makes. Even if this guy comes to the Five Realms to play, there is no need to change his appearance?

Hua Luoyu glared at him and said bitterly: "So, when the child is older, I will bring him here to see you as his godfather!"

Li Xiuyuan smiled lightly: "That's not necessary, we met by fate. Since my wife is not in a hurry to have children, just accept my brother's child. It's all fate."

Hua Luoyu was furious and shouted, "What if your master and I have a baby of our own?"

Li Xiuyuan spread his hands and said with a smile: "That's not good, either we can be brothers, sisters, or we can be a loving couple!"

"You are so shameless!"

Hua Luoyu chuckled, took Ouyang Dongli's hand and walked out the door.

While waving his hand, he said to Wang Ruyi: "Ruyi will practice swordsmanship with your godfather obediently. Master will come see you again in the spring."

Wang Ruyi narrowed his eyes and waved to Hua Luoyu in the snow: "Master, don't forget Ruyi!"

Hearing this, Li Xiuyuan felt a pain in his heart and looked at the two masters, speechless.

It was just the most ordinary sentence, but it was like an alien sword, piercing his chest fiercely.

Looking at the falling flowers and rain, looking at the gray sky, he murmured to himself: "Pass your sword through my chest, Mu Mu, are you okay?"

In the winter of this year, Yuezhi gave birth to a son for Yelu Qi in the harem of the Five Regions Imperial City. The emperor gave him the name Yelu Jimin, ranking him as the prince after Xia Ruoyu.

Yuezhi and Yeluyan were puzzled and asked the emperor what the name meant.

The emperor smiled and said: "When you see a virtuous man, you can't forget his father. He is a virtuous man who helps the world and benefits his people."

Ouyang Dongli, who returned to the Imperial City, accepted Yelu Jimin as his disciple. The couple who had returned to the Five Realms had each accepted their own disciples, allowing them to find their own joy in the long journey of cultivation.

Because Hu Ge went to Tianshan, Li Xiuyuan, who was in the small town, found work for his senior brother Minghui and asked Fu Sheng to worship him as his teacher.

This is also the first disciple Minghui has accepted since he started practicing.

Minghui, who had regained his youth, first met the old monk and learned about the principles of Taoism, and then accepted Fu Sheng as his disciple, which gave him more understanding of the appearances of all living beings in the world.

After returning from beating Li Xiuyuan, a group of children met their master one after another and began their long journey of spiritual practice.

Li Xiuyuan told everyone the simpler truth, hoping that they would use up all the elixirs on their bodies before he left.

Because the elixir he brought to the Five Realms has no effect on himself, Xiao Hei, and his relatives in the Apricot Blossom Valley.

This winter was the happiest and most worrying first winter for Mr. Liu and Xue Ke.

The eldest and second eldest children went to the Royal Academy without them having to worry about it.

Watson followed the blacksmith to the Tianshan Mountains to practice cultivation. In Li Xiuyuan's words, when Watson comes down to the Tianshan Mountains, it will be a moment that shocks the geniuses of his age in the five regions.

Even Fu Sheng became a master of the great monk of Prajna Temple, which was something they had never dared to think about before.

Sister Hong was also laughing and laughing all day long, telling Li Xiuyuan to wait for spring and make more wine.

Since Wang Ruyi followed Hua Luoyu, his cultivation has gradually grown, not to mention that now with Yelu Mingzhu, the three children practice sword practice in the snow for an hour every day.

You know, while a group of children were guarding a pot of charcoal fire in the store, the three children had their little hands turned red from the cold, and they cut out the bamboo swords in their hands again and again in the wind and snow.

Ergou and his sister Xiaolian later came to practice swordsmanship with Li Xiuyuan under their mother's persuasion.

Li Xiuyuan, who does not know how to accept apprentices, will take his two children to the temple in the back mountain and ask his senior brother Minghui to accept two more apprentices.

The old monk looked at the two children and smiled and said: "That's very good. Although the town is small, it is also a place for you to practice. With three children, you can cultivate your mind even more."

Minghui was grinning from ear to ear. She didn't expect that there were three disciples in one, and they were all young men with excellent physiques who had been tempered with herbs by Li Xiuyuan himself.

So, throughout the winter, the five children practiced swordplay in Li Xiuyuan's backyard in the morning, and in the afternoon they went to the temple in the back mountain to practice with Minghui.

Only Yelu Mingzhu is different. She practices the piano for half an hour longer than her peers in the morning.

Occasionally, when the dark clouds dispersed and the sky was filled with stars, Li Xiuyuan would accompany her under the eaves, watching the stars over a pot of charcoal fire.

Yelu Mingzhu would occasionally ask Li Xiuyuan: "Master, sister Ruyi is a little stronger. When will Mingzhu catch up with her?"

Li Xiuyuan pointed to the brightest star in the sky and said calmly: "When you see that star, you will be a legend in the entire five regions."

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In the spring of this year, when Li Xiuyuan was taking Sister Hong and several workers to make wine, Agui took Xiaohong and Bruce Lee to the small town.

Xiaohong didn't expect to see Li Xiuyuan again after so many years, and after seeing each other again, Li Xiuyuan was actually older than Tang Youyu and Hu Qingshan.

He left her alone and cried while hugging Li Xiuyuan.

Li Xiuyuan gently patted her shoulder and comforted her: "Xiao Hong, you should have left with my wife. It is said that she has become a mother, just like you."

When Xiaohong heard Li Xiuyuan talk about Li Hongxiu, she stopped crying, took his hand and asked, "Are you with your sister? Why did you come back here?"

Li Xiuyuan sighed and smiled: "I am in a different place from where they are... I miss you, so naturally I want to come back here."

Agui sighed, looked at him and asked: "So, where are your husband and wife? And where are your mother and sister?"

"They are all living well with their husband, so you don't have to worry about them."

Li Xiuyuan replied quietly: "The five regions will get better and better in the future. There are benefits to staying if you stay. You don't have to think about how to ascend."

Bruce Lee, who had long forgotten what Li Xiuyuan looked like, asked carefully: "Godfather, why do you look older than my father?"

Li Xiuyuan smiled lightly, touched his head and said with a smile: "When you marry a wife, your godfather will become younger."

In the spring of this year, more flowers are blooming quietly.

Staying in the imperial city, Yuezhi couldn't help but take the young prince to see the Yelu Pearl and the legendary Imperial Master.
Chapter completed!