He said quietly: "I think the path of my disciple has already been arranged by the master. In the next few days, I will start brewing spiritual wine. This year's reception will be different from any previous years."

The old Taoist priest seemed to be aroused by the wine bug when he heard this. He looked at him and asked with great interest: "What do you mean? Can you still play tricks with this spiritual wine?"

"That won't happen."

Li Xiuyuan smiled lightly, pointed at the apricot blossoms in the flower hall and said: "This year's apricot blossoms are very clean, not stained with a trace of blood... In this spring, the disciple's hands are also very clean...

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The old Taoist priest was shocked when he heard this. He did not expect that his disciple had already begun to think about the issues between murderous intention, cultivation, and life.

You must know about this truth. He had always thought that his disciples could only comprehend and understand it when they reached the realm of mortal transformation.

At the moment, Li Xiuyuan has not yet left the Xuanwu Continent, and has not even eliminated the causal fate of the Shura Heaven Realm.

Where did you get this understanding of murderous intent and the principles of spiritual practice?

"Is this what the female saint of Meishan taught you?" The old Taoist thought about it, and only the master of Meishan had this possibility.

Or else it’s the old monk on Xuefeng Mountain. How could a mortal have such an awakening, except for the saint?

Li Xiuyuan looked at the old Taoist priest and smiled knowingly, and said seriously: "The disciple was entrusted by someone to stay with the monk and realize the Tao by the Tongtian River and transform into a mortal..."
Chapter completed!