Qingying looked at him and shook his head, whispering: "If you don't even tell the teacher, will it be misunderstood when you go back?"

Li Xiuyuan shook his head and replied: "I haven't thought about this."

At present, Li Xiuyuan has finally found the feeling of seeing the world with his heart. Next, he will have to take a look at the academy and everything in the world with his heart.

Qingying looked at Li Xiuyuan's appearance and was stunned for a moment.

He took out the gentleman's piano and put it on the ground. He looked at Li Xiuyuan and said, "I'm going to put the food in the hole. When will you play a song for me?"

Li Xiuyuan stretched out his hand and gently stroked the guqin, as if he had returned to the moment when he first met his master.

He lowered his head and said softly: "Do you want to learn? I will teach you when you become a human being."

Qingying looked at Li Xiu Yuanshen's babbling appearance and couldn't help complaining: "Then you take me to the Demon Realm quickly?"

Tianyun Mountain in March is the season when warblers fly and grass grows. The fragrance of flowers and grass all over the mountain and the fragrance of the earth after melting snow water are caught in the spring breeze of the mountain, blowing towards the two of them.

Being blown by the mountain breeze, Li Xiuyuan was in a good mood. He put the guqin on his lap and gently plucked the strings.

After a while, Li Xiuyuan played the piano with both hands, and gently plucked the strings with his fingertips, causing the notes to beat gently.

At the beginning, it was like a mountain stream encountering an obstacle, sometimes making a tinkling sound, sometimes getting stuck in the cracks of rocks and whimpering.

After gradually becoming familiar with it, I passed my fingers across it, and the notes seemed to be given life. Gradually, there was no longer a whimpering sound, but a cheerful ding-dong sound.

The sky was getting darker, and the young man's handsome face was so quiet and peaceful. His hands seemed to have magic power, and his fingertips beat with the notes.

The beating notes passed through the mountains, passed through the pine forest, and flew farther away.

The green eagle stopped making noise and lay down at the entrance of the cave, listening quietly, raising its head from time to time and looking into the sky.

It was as if the eagle had transformed into a girl at this moment, running towards the hillside full of wild flowers in the sunshine.

With the moisture from the melted snow and the warm sunshine from morning to night, the weeds on the mountain are growing like crazy.

The flowers that want to bloom in spring are competing to bloom. They want to grow and bloom to their heart's content in this warm spring day for the fruits of summer.

The girl running in the mountains is like an elf, using her small hands to pick the wild flowers blooming all over the hillside...

Everything is as fascinating as a dream.

Li Xiuyuan closed his eyes, let go of his consciousness, and felt every sound and subtle change in this land with his heart.

One picture after another flashed through my mind, as if I had traveled through time and space and returned to a certain node in my life, seeing more excitement and more helplessness.

He was so excited for a moment that he couldn't help but chant:

Four machines. The mandarin ducks are weaving and want to fly together. Unfortunately, the old man turns gray first.

Green grass on the spring waves, deep in the cold dawn, bathed in red clothes.

At this moment, he felt as if he were in the mountains, or on the green grassland, and then he suddenly returned to the golden Buddhist temple. There was a voice calling softly in front of him.

But it is elusive, like being in a dream.

Ying'er, who was lying at the entrance of the cave, was already fascinated by what he heard, and whispered softly: "Four machines. Mandarin ducks want to fly together..."

At this time, Ying'er was like a six or seven-year-old girl. She didn't understand Li Xiuyuan's state of mind at this time. She just felt that this guy's piano playing was getting better and better, and he had already surpassed the masters in the academy.

You can hear the chirping of birds in the empty valley, and the sound of musical instruments in the deep mountains.

If Master were here, he would also be moved by the sound of Li Xiuyuan's piano at this moment. Throughout the academy for eight hundred years, no one could understand the meaning of this music.

"What a weirdo! He's blind and still plays so happily." Qing Ying frowned slightly.

After holding the piano three times, a teardrop fell from the corner of Li Xiuyuan's eyes. He didn't know whether it was for someone or for himself.

Li Xiuyuan stopped the sound of the piano, stroked the strings with both hands, sighed softly and said:

Four machines. The mandarin ducks are weaving and want to fly together. Unfortunately, the old man turns gray first.

Green grass on the spring waves, deep in the cold dawn, bathed in red clothes.

This poem is actually different from the one in Master's Bamboo House. It seems that it has been hidden in my mind for a long time, just waiting for this moment in front of me.

"It's already dark, I'm hungry!" Jingying, who was lying on the side, shouted when he saw Li Xiuyuan put away his guqin.

"Drink a cup of tea first, and then we'll cook for a while." Li Xiuyuan said quietly.

...

After a deep sleep all night, Li Xiuyuan woke up early. Before he could walk out of the cave, he heard the patter of rain outside.

Spring rain is as precious as oil, moistening things silently.

Qingying, who was lying in the cave, glanced at him and said with a smile: "I just went out to see it, and it's raining really hard."

Unable to practice swordsmanship, Li Xiuyuan lit a fire at the entrance of the cave, boiled water for tea, and then cooked porridge.

Listening to the sound of Qingying drinking porridge, Li Xiuyuan took out a piece of fairy spirit stone and held it in his hand. Since he couldn't get out, he quickly refined the remaining spirit stone to see if he could make another breakthrough before returning to Wangyue Stream.

, the second realm.

The full Qingying couldn't stay in the cave. He said hello to Li Xiuyuan and dived into the spring rain.

The spring rain all over the sky just allowed her to have some fun, as if she was swimming in the sky.

The moment he watched Ying'er rush out of the cave, Li Xiuyuan had already made a decision.

He decided to let Qing Ying go home with the students from the Demon Realm in the winter, so that Hua Tianyu, for his own sake, could help the Ying'er transform as soon as possible and find the skills to practice.

And if he wants to leave the academy and go to the Demon Realm, at least he has to wait until the master ascends and leaves. Before that, he won't go anywhere.

Because he was blind, Li Xiuyuan was currently using his spiritual consciousness to see everything around him. It seemed to him that he could see further away, because at this time Qingying was already some distance away from the cave, at least several miles away.

The sky is gray, the rain is slanting, and the eagle's wings are cyan.

There are wild flowers in the mountains, and hares coming out to look for food in the rain. The streams in the mountains also sing happily because of the overnight spring rain.

The grass on the grass slope has already grown beyond its germination time. The mushrooms hidden in the grass have also exposed their little heads due to the overnight spring rain.

Life is so beautiful and everything is thriving.

And Li Xiuyuan, who was holding the fairy spirit stone, also felt the green fairy spirit energy in his Dantian going crazy with the arrival of the spring rain in this place.

Having just broken through to the fifth level, he felt that the immortal spiritual energy in his Dantian was like a flood bursting through a bank, rushing into his veins again.

The twelve major meridians traveled once, and then rushed towards the Ren and Du meridians with a tenacious attitude.

The spiritual energy from heaven and earth also came into the cave one after another, creating a spiritual energy storm around Li Xiuyuan.

Seeing the green grass attached to the cave, the trees grew wildly because they were nourished by the fairy spirit in the cave. After a while, the outside of the cave completely changed, as if you were in a dream.

Feeling the changes in his body, Li Xiuyuan took out another fairy spirit stone and held it in his hand, running the Taixuan Sutra over and over again to refine the spirit stone in his hand and turn it into the fairy spirit energy in his Dantian.

The breakthrough only took a moment, but Li Xiuyuan ignored it and just quietly refined the fairy spirit stone in his hand.

I still have more than 40 pieces left on me. I estimate that by the time I finish practicing, I can at least break through to the ninth level of Nascent Soul, right?

I wonder if I will frighten my master when I return to Wangyue Stream?

Only in this way can I have the strength to stand firm on that Shura battlefield, right? No matter what the outcome is, I will eventually go in and have a look, whether it is for the opportunity to leave this world or for my own practice.

Everything outside the cave is growing wildly, while Li Xiuyuan inside the cave is quietly making breakthroughs.

"Boom!" A sound!

A spring thunder sounded in the sky outside the cave, scaring all living creatures in Tianyun Mountain into hiding in their respective caves.

"Crash!" There was a second sound!

Li Xiuyuan, who fell down in the cave, was urged by Chun Lei, and the immortal spiritual energy in his Dantian surged forward, helping him to go to the second city, pushing his practice to the seventh level of Nascent Soul.

Li Xiuyuan, who was sweating profusely, couldn't bear the continuous breakthroughs. After all, he was too young and his body couldn't bear the strength.

The sudden breakthrough consumed him and his energy. As the last spiritual energy broke through the pass, he fell to the ground.

...

When I woke up, I didn't know how the time had changed. I called Ying'er twice and saw no response. Knowing that this guy hadn't come back yet, I tilted my head and fell asleep again.

Li Xiuyuan was so exhausted that he didn't even have the strength to open his eyelids. Because at the age of twelve, he had already reached the seventh level of Nascent Soul, which was a unique thing in the academy.

Right now, he could only let his body fall asleep.

"Li Xiuyuan! It's time to get up! I'm hungry."

When he woke up again, it was already the morning of the next day. The green eagle beside him shook him awake, looked at him and said angrily: "You have been sleeping all day and all night, are you a pig?"

"I was so exhausted yesterday that I fell asleep. I didn't expect to sleep all day long."

Li Xiuyuan looked at her and murmured.

"I was so hungry yesterday that I had no choice but to eat the leftovers from the morning. You are like a pig, you can't wake me up no matter how you bark."

Qingying looked at him and kept complaining.

Li Xiuyuan thought for a moment, waved his hand and said, "Is it still raining outside? Let's go back to Wangyue Stream after dinner. I want to go back."

At this time, he did not dare to refine the fairy spirit stone anymore. The old man probably did not expect that because Li Xiuyuan refined it too fast, his body would not be able to withstand such a violent death of fairy spirit energy.

It seems that the only option is to go back first, practice while waiting for my eyes to recover, and then think about other things.

"Going back so soon? Have you finished practicing?" Qingying looked at him and asked in disbelief.
To be continued...