It was not until Minghui and Qingxu confirmed that their junior brother indeed had no cultivation level that their curiosity was finally aroused.

A national master who cultivated his physical body to the extreme in the five realms and ascended in the daytime, returned to Fangcun Mountain again and turned into a mortal.

If you tell me this, no one will believe it.

In desperation, Li Xiuyuan had no choice but to explain: "The disciple is still practicing Buddhist mental methods, but the rules of heaven and earth are different, and the two masters can't see clearly."

After speaking, he pointed at Ming Hui and said, "My senior brother is also practicing the Buddhist mental methods that he didn't dare to practice back then. If you don't believe me, ask him."

Back then, because the cultivation resources in the Five Realms were incomplete, Ming Hui could not dare to practice.

Now that Li Xiuyuan's help has given him hope, he naturally wants to cultivate this formless body to perfection.

After all, there will be a formless golden body next. It must be known that the golden body will not be broken and the Buddha Dharma will not be destroyed. One day, he will be able to practice to the Buddhist nirvana.

This is the legendary realm. No eminent monk in the Five Realms has ever cultivated to such a height.

Watching the three people muttering softly, Li Xiuyuan filled a pot of snow water at the door and returned to the living room.

He planned to stay here for three more days and then go down the mountain after three days.

In the past three days, I chatted with two masters and answered some questions about their practice...

Although he is now a complete mortal, he has fought a life-and-death battle with masters in the Mahayana realm.

He believed that neither Ouyang Dongli nor Qingxu would ever take action against a monk in the Mahayana realm.

But what he didn't expect was that even after he boiled a pot of snow water, the three of them didn't discuss anything useful until Hua Luoyu came to the living room.

On the contrary, Li Xiuyuan looked at the flowers falling into the rain and sighed quietly, and said, "Does my sister know about my sister Yueying?"

When Hua Luoyu heard this, she was stunned and speechless.

Even Ouyang Dongli didn't know what to do, so he could only hold Hua Luoyu's hand and look at Li Xiuyuan quietly.

Li Xiuyuan dropped two pieces of cold plum tea into the pot and did not continue to talk about Yueying.

Instead, he said lightly: "After drinking this cup of Hanmei Lingcha, which is unique in heaven and earth, I hope it can help you and all understand a little bit of the way of heaven and earth..."

After he finished, he stretched out his hand and slowly poured spiritual tea into the cups of the four of them. While the four of them were stunned, they picked it up and blew gently.

He sighed: "It's a pity that I have already drunk too much. Drinking any more will be a waste."

Ouyang Dongli picked up the cup, sniffed it, and asked: "Is it so magical?" After saying that, he took a sip: "This tea... Madam, drink it quickly while it's hot."

Instead of asking Li Xiuyuan about Yueying's affairs, he held the spirit tea in his hand and was speechless. His expression was very strange in the eyes of Qingxu and Hua Luoyu.

Isn’t the two people’s minds just like a cup of spiritual tea?

Li Xiuyuan ignored the different expressions of the four people in front of him, his mind was already far away.

I wonder if there is heavy snow in Meishan Mountain at this time? Are the winter plums in the mountains blooming as promised?

Is that ridiculously beautiful Ouyang Xia Yun already walking in the snow with Yun Ziyi to look for plum blossoms?

In the silent place, the three people holding a cup of spiritual tea couldn't help but look into their respective cups after hearing Ouyang Dongli's words.

Hua Luoyu smelled the faint cold fragrance of plum blossoms, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "This tea... I have never drunk it in heaven?"

Li Xiuyuan shook his head, picked up the snow water from the stove and poured it into the purple sand, then silently added it for the four of them.

With a touch of sadness, he said: "Heaven to heaven, heaven to heaven, how many places have you been to?"

Woohoo!

The living room was quiet for a while, you could hear a pin drop, and you could hear a pot of snow water on the stove making a small chirping sound.

A cup of cold plum tea is not enough to make the four people in front of them hear the truth, but it can purify the minds of the four people and make them feel a little bit of the power of heaven and earth, and even the laws of the great road.

Li Xiuyuan asked himself that he was afraid that he would not be able to be with the four people in the years to come in the Five Realms. He wanted to share his good things with everyone as much as possible. He wanted to tell the four people in front of him what he knew as much as possible.

Outside the bluestone courtyard, the cold wind is still there and the snowflakes are falling, but they cannot hide the determination of the man who wants to enlighten others in the living room.

"Are you okay where you are?" In a daze, Li Xiuyuan thought of Yun Ziyi who shot him with an arrow and poisoned the soup.

…

It’s that time of year again when spring blooms.

After bidding farewell to the Snowfield Holy Land and his sister, Ouyang Xia Yun came to Meishan Mountain and became Yun Tianhong's last disciple.

The happiest person was naturally Yun Ziyi. In his words: "The little thief finally did a good deed. When we meet again next time, he can consider not poisoning again."

Yun Kaihong, who was sitting in the palace, looked at Yun Ziyi and Ouyang Xiayun who were walking in the mountains, and said softly: "It's good to be young."

The old monk sitting opposite her was speechless for a long time.

I don't know how long it took before he murmured: "Junior sister is not much worse than Ziyi and the others right now..."

After thinking for a long time, the clumsy old monk could only think of an inconsiderate word to comfort the depressed woman in front of him.

Yun Tianhong didn't mean to blame him at all. After all, since Li Xiuyuan came here, her relationship with the old monk was slowly melting like the ice in early spring.

The old monk has found this guy Buli to be his successor, and she has Yun Ziyi.

In the opinion of the two of them, it would take only a few decades for Buli to realize enlightenment from the Tongtian River, and the old monk could put aside everything in Xuefeng Mountain and leave the Xuanwu Continent with her to pursue their dreams.

She has been waiting for this day for too long.

"Senior brother, I don't know how that guy in Buli is doing by the Tongtian River?" Yun Tianhong poured spiritual tea into their cups and asked softly.

The old monk shook his head and replied: "A few days ago, he sent a message back saying that he had fallen in love with the life there and realized the joy and difficulty of being a shopkeeper and a clerk."

Yun Tianhong sighed and said with a smile: "I can't believe that a disciple of a holy monk actually wants a young man with no cultivation skills to help him transform into a mortal..."

The old monk held the cup and took a sip of the spiritual tea, and said with a smile: "Isn't it the same for your named disciple? The princess of Phoenix City is doing nothing but serving dishes by the Tongtian River."

Upon hearing this, Yun Tianhong couldn't help but look in the direction of Tongtian River, and said leisurely: "That girl is a monster, her future must be in the purple clothes."

The old monk sighed and said, "Children and grandchildren will have their own blessings. Do you want to keep her with you forever?"

By the Tongtian River, Monk Ruofubujue looked up towards the direction of the Snowy Mountains and sighed softly.

The way of transformation into the mortal world is indeed not an easy task.

In the past, he was used to being lavish, but now that he is the shopkeeper, he likes to worry about half a spiritual stone just like Cuihua.

He didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing, but he remembered that Li Xiuyuan once told him to let go of his past and learn to argue with passers-by for half a piece of spiritual stone.

Live a mortal life and become a mortal.

While he was in a daze, Yuwen Liuli, who was wearing a floral skirt, had already ran out of the food tent and went to greet the guests.

What surprised him was that Yuwen Liuli, who had been out for a while, actually brought back a man and two women.

Yuwen Liuli, who looked surprised, took the man's hand and walked into the shed, looked at him and said: "Brother Buli, this is my brother Yuwenjie, this is..."

The remaining two girls are naturally Murong Zhilan and Tantai Mingyue who are unwilling to be left alone.

Yu Wenjie returned home after not seeing his sister for a long time. Although he received a lot of letters, it was impossible for his sister to hang around like this all the time.

So he wrote a letter and made an appointment with Tantai Mingyue to come see his sister. After receiving the news, Murong Zhilan naturally followed him to Baixue City.

Looking at the girl in front of him who was dressed like a village girl, Yu Wenjie couldn't connect with his lively and lovely sister.

Even Murong Zhilan also chuckled and said: "Sister Liuli, I haven't seen you for a few days, how come you have become a village girl?"

Yuwen Liuli, who was wearing a floral skirt, didn't care at all. She looked at the three of them and said with a smile, "Why, have I really become a village girl in your eyes?"

After all, when Li Xiuyuan left, he told her to live like a village girl, a woman like Cuihua.

Let Buli live like a clerk and shopkeeper like Erwa.

In this way, the two of them have a chance to step into the realm of mortal transformation. This is the dream of her and Buli.

In order to one day become a person like the female saint of Meishan, why would she care about the wind blowing by the river for ten or eight years, and the wind and snow for twenty years?

If she doesn't become a saint, even if her cultivation surpasses that of her parents, she will one day grow old.

What's more, he also refined the soul of the ancient Luan Bird? Even the life of the Luan Bird is exhausted, let alone the monks of Xuanwu Continent?

Tantai Mingyue pulled her to sit down and said distressedly: "Sister, come back to Phoenix City with me. You are not practicing cultivation here, you are looking for sin."

Monk Buli brought a pot of spiritual tea and put it on the table. He looked at Yu Wenjie and said with a smile, "If you can persuade this sister to go home, I will give you a thousand spiritual stones."

In his opinion, neither his master, the old monk, nor the female saint on Meishan Mountain would be able to let them leave the Tongtian River.

It was hard to find a place where I could practice my mind and see all sentient beings.

I'm afraid I won't leave easily before I transform into a mortal.

Cultivation is like sailing against the current. The two of them have already tasted the benefits, how could they give up?

Yu Wenjie was stunned for a moment, then looked back at Yu Wen Liuli and asked: "Sister, did Li Xiuyuan give you the ecstasy pill back then, or was this monk threatening you?"

Yuwen Liuli couldn't help but smile when he heard this. He looked at the three of them and said with a smile: "Don't say it's me. Ask Brother Buli if he will return to the holy monk."

It was just the simplest sentence, but it sounded like a spring thunder in the ears of the three people.

The three of them finally remembered that when Yu Wen Liuli and Yu Zun of Tianyun Mountain left together, they were going to Mei Mountain deep in the snow-capped mountains to see the female saint...

It turns out that the guy in front of me is a disciple of another holy monk. Two disciples of the saint actually came to the Tongtian River and started a food tent business?

Tantai Mingyue thought for a while, looked at her and asked softly: "Sister, has the female saint accepted you as her disciple?"
To be continued...