Get up in the morning, take Xiaohu to meditate and practice swordplay, and then spend an hour reading and writing. In the afternoon, it is time for free activities.

In the afternoon and evening, Li Xiuyuan would walk around the yard several times.

Mrs. Yan and her servants were not surprised. They all thought that the husband did not want to go out and was walking in the yard.

After Yanshi started meditating to circulate Qi, her complexion improved a lot. She suddenly seemed to be ten years younger, and her mood was a little more cheerful than before.

From time to time, I would tell Li Xiuyuan and Xiaohu some interesting things that happened in the desert while eating.

Yanshi said that it would also snow in Yuezhi City in winter, which surprised Li Xiuyuan. He didn't expect what it would be like when it snowed in this desert land.

On the night before the Mid-Autumn Festival, Li Xiuyuan took Xiaohu out of the gate for the first time. Seeing that the festival was about to take place, he wanted to take the little guy to the market.

Let’s buy a Western robe for Xiao Hei, some clothes for Xiao Hu, and some snacks for the festival.

The two of them were walking all the way. Xiaohu held a bunch of roast mutton in his hand and pointed at the candy man not far away and shouted: "Sir, Xiaohu still wants to eat that..."

Li Xiuyuan thought that he had suffocated the little guy these days. If he wanted to eat, he would let him.

After all, how long can he stay here?

He will stay at most until the spring of next year before he leaves. Perhaps Su, the young master of the Great Wall, can't wait for him, and perhaps Xiao Hei and Zhang Liang of the Imperial City are also looking forward to his return.

And that mysterious celestial phenomenon that the old man mentioned is about to happen, right?

He wanted to be able to stay in the imperial city on that day.

To Xiaohu, his husband was like a god from heaven. He not only saved him from bandits, but also taught him how to read and write, and even practiced sword practice.

Now Xiaohu no longer likes to play around so much, because Li Xiuyuan gave him a bamboo sword, a bamboo sword from Tianshan Mountain.

Xiaohu now spends half an hour practicing sword practice every day.

And Li Xiuyuan told him that starting from next year, he would have to spend more time until he was ten years old, and he would insist on spending an hour practicing sword practice every day.

Xiaohu clenched his fists and said, "Xiaohu wants to become a little hero and let the people of Yuezhi City respect him and his mother."

In his eyes, the husband, besides being kind to him, is an arrogant and even cold person.

However, it was such a person who not only taught him, but also taught his mother to start practicing Buddhism.

Currently, Ms. Yan spends an hour every night meditating to circulate her Qi.

In Li Xiuyuan's words, by spring, both mother and son may have to break through the first to second levels again.

Hearing this in Yan's mind was like a dream.

Li Xiuyuan also warned the mother and son not to be impatient. The road to spiritual practice is long, and the most taboo thing is to have an unstable mood.

He even wanted to help the mother and son in front of him break through to the realm of foundation building before leaving.

Let the two of them practice on their own over the long years.

After all, for monks, going from gathering energy to building foundation is indeed a big threshold. It is even the same as the Nascent Soul breaking through the realm and becoming distracted, which is not a small danger.

Over the past few days, he has engraved a magic circle on the stone wall of the courtyard. If nothing happens, it will provide absolute protection for the mother and son even a hundred years later.

With his current level of cultivation, even the great monks in this world would not be able to break the formation in front of him.

The current Li Xiuyuan is no longer the young man in the wild Ding'an City.

Yuezhi City is really big. The two of them walked around for an hour. Xiaohu, who was already a young monk, also complained that he couldn't walk anymore and clamored to go home.

Although the prosperous ancient city in front of us is not as majestic as Ding'an City, it is quite large. It seems that the Xiongnu Chanyu had a vision for conquering this place as his own dynasty.

In fact, the wars in Yuezhi City have been too frequent in the past few decades, and the people and soldiers are deeply tired of wars.

It happened that Chanyu drove away the Yuezhi tribe, and then things gradually settled down.

But this place is far away from Da Qin.

In the eyes of the King of Qin, it was a great blessing to be able to defend the land within the Great Wall from being harassed by the Xiongnu.

Seeing that it was getting late, it was already past noon.

The two ate two bowls of beef noodles at a roadside noodle stall and packed some soy sauce beef. Li Xiuyuan wiped Xiaohu's mouth, then stood up and held his hand and walked back.

Xiaohu wants to take a carriage, but Li Xiuyuan disagrees.

Looking at him, he said seriously: "When I was young, my husband told me that walking is also a kind of spiritual practice. It is only a short distance from here to the west of the city. Let's walk back slowly. You are now a monk."

Xiaohu thought it made sense, so he took Li Xiuyuan's hand and walked forward.

While asking: "Is the beef you bought for Xiaohu's mother?"

Li Xiuyuan laughed: "There are so many, I'm afraid everyone can't finish them after two meals. If you like it, we can go shopping in a few days."

Xiaohu narrowed his eyes and laughed when he heard this: "It's better sir."

Li Xiuyuan looked at a dark cloud floating in the sky and said calmly: "If you practice your sword well, read and write, I will agree to whatever you want to buy."

He saw the shadow of his younger brothers and sisters in Xiao Hu, so he was not afraid to pamper this little guy more.

After all, when he rescued Xiaohu from the killer that night, he was just like a frightened, pitiful kitten.

If he hadn't happened to be passing by, he would have died under the sword of the Ma family monk who turned into a killer.

Thinking of this, Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but sigh slightly, thinking, could this be the reason why the God of Destiny wanted to come to Daqin on his own?

Do you want to have a deeper understanding of the suffering of the sentient beings living at the lowest level under the way of heaven?

For example, Meng Jiang who failed to find her husband in the Great Wall, such as the young master Su who will become the soul of the female official killer, such as the mother and son in front of her who were almost killed by the killer's knife?

Xiaohu narrowed his eyes slightly and chuckled: "Don't worry, sir, the skills you taught Xiaohu will never be forgotten even if he is beaten to death."

Li Xiuyuan touched his head and smiled: "Remember, the skills you learn are for yourself."

Just when the two were about to turn the corner of the long street, a group of Huns were chasing them not far away. In just an instant, they had already caught up not far behind them.

The person who came was wearing different clothes, not like the man in black that Li Xiuyuan had seen before.

A total of ten people came. Li Xiuyuan took a quick look and saw that although these guys were ferocious, there was only one monk in the Golden Core Realm, and the others were just ordinary mortals.

A young man with an animal skin around his waist looked at Li Xiuyuan and shouted coldly: "We have some things to deal with, sir. Please don't do anything."

Li Xiuyuan pulled Xiaohu, who was trembling slightly with an angry look on his face, and asked calmly: "Are these your family members? Do you want me to drive them away for you?"

"No! Mr. Xiaohu wants to beat them with his own hands!" Xiaohu clenched his fists.

The middle-aged man in the Golden Core Realm looked a little ugly. After all, his master wanted to take Xiaohu back. If he slipped away again, I'm afraid he wouldn't be able to explain it.

However, the six young men and three teenagers around him did not think so.

In their eyes, Xiaohu was just like an ant, and anyone could beat him up and take him home.

Li Xiuyuan thought for a while, then took a sword and handed it to Xiaohu: "Since I'm not your family, let's do it. Don't waste time. We still have to go home."

Xiaohu didn't expect that his husband actually supported him in taking action. He took a deep breath while holding the sword, circulated the few infuriating energy in his Dantian, and nodded quietly.

Li Xiuyuan pointed at the middle-aged man and said: "You stay here, the rest is free." After practicing swordsmanship for more than ten days, he also sparred with Xiaohu when he had nothing to do. Although Xiaohu is currently small, he can be very powerful once he is really angry.

Operation, I believe he can withstand the attacks of these guys.

Just like he taught Hua Chenyu how to kill wolves, he wants Xiaohu to face his enemies from now on!

Xiaohu roared angrily: "Sir, let them go and let's see how Xiaohu handles them."

The middle-aged man trembled with anger when he heard the conversation between the two, and said to the nine people behind him: "Go and take this guy back. If he resists, kill him!"

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment and then made a murderous move.

If he cannot be captured alive, even if he kills him, he must not let this kid escape from under his nose again.

"Brothers, come on, kill this kid!"

With a bang, the nine people immediately drew out the long knives at their waists and quickly surrounded Xiaohu.

Xiaohu thought about what he and his mother had suffered over the years, and suddenly became extremely irritable. He shouted: "Get out of here, don't block my way!"

He was in a bad mood, and he remembered the night when he and his mother met the killer. He wanted to imitate his teacher and kill the wolf with one sword!

"Come with us, dear, and we will let you go!"

A young man came over, put his hand on Xiaohu's shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Don't force us to do it, otherwise you will die ugly!"

The irritated Xiaohu couldn't suppress his anger, and finally burst out. He slashed out the long sword in his hand and yelled: "Death!"

Dang dang dang, the swords in their hands clashed in an instant. The young man's arm went numb and he actually took two steps back.

"kill him!"

The young man did not expect that Xiaohu would actually dare to resist, and he immediately issued a murderous intention to his companions.

Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go!

In an instant, nine swords formed an airtight wall and forced themselves towards Xiaohu. The oldest was twenty-five years old, and the youngest was thirteen years old.

In Li Xiuyuan's eyes, this was a proper use of the big to bully the small, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to kill them all.

Since childhood, he has hated killer bandits, as well as gang fights and bullying of small ones!

"You all deserve to die!"

In anger, Xiaohu made a slash with the long sword in his hand which was not very skillful. The sword light flashed for a moment and he slashed towards the wall of swords surrounded by nine people.
To be continued...