Upon hearing this, Xiao Ling'er nodded thoughtfully and replied, "It's possible that Xiao Hei's body is also branded with gold inscriptions, but my brother didn't notice it at the time."

Li Xiuyuan continued to add spiritual tea to the cups of the three of them, and said with a smile: "It has been too long, I can only wait for Xiao Hei to slowly discover the secret in the future."

What he couldn't understand was that the divine stone picked up by Xiao Ling'er actually flew into her divine sea.

The sacred stone he and Xiao Hei picked up last time was clearly given to Xiao Bai, Long Qingfeng or Chu Feng.

For a moment, he was a little confused.

Long Potian thought for a while, looked at Li Xiuyuan and said, "Are there any other treasures here? While we are still here, it's a rare chance to come here..."

Upon hearing this, Qinglong nodded and agreed.

"You are overthinking. After drinking this cup of tea, prepare to leave here."

Li Xiuyuan looked at Xiao Ling'er and said seriously: "It's a miracle that the three of you came here on this trip, but not just anyone who has reached the depths of the Divine River can come here."

Xiao Ling'er understood this truth and smiled with Long Potian while holding the tea cup: "You two guys, just drink more of the divine water while you are still here."

Long Potian and Qingdian nodded heavily.

Li Xiuyuan sighed and said, "As soon as I left, I completely forgot about this place. No matter who asked you, they all said they had lost their memory."

Xiao Ling'er took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "I just said that I met my brother halfway and had a dream."

Long Potian thought for a while and asked, "Can't you even mention the river?"

Qinglong slapped him: "Nonsense, you can't even lift those fairy coffins in Nahe... But it seems that you have never seen those terrible fairy coffins, forget it."

The four of them drank the tea until it was tasteless, and then Li Xiuyuan silently put away the tea-making items.

After thinking for a while, he said to Xiao Ling'er: "Sister, your half bottle of wine can be filled with divine water and go back to give it to eldest sister and Qingluan."

Xiao Ling'er's black hair has recovered, but it is useless to keep the half bottle of spiritual wine.

Little Ling'er was worried about not being able to bring any treasures to show people, but when she heard Li Xiuyuan's words, she was extremely happy. She took out the remaining half a bottle of wine and carefully added the divine spring to it.

Li Xiuyuan looked at Qinglong and Long Potian and said, "Just lie down here and sleep for two hours. Breathe the aura of heaven and earth here. When you wake up, we will leave."

When Long Potian heard this, he shook his head and said, "Do you have a way to leave?"

Li Xiuyuan smiled faintly: "What do you think?"

Qinglong laughed. He didn't want to explore the mystery of Li Xiuyuan anymore. After all, he now has a new master.

And Xiao Ling'er is Li Xiuyuan's sister, so that's enough.

The two of them drank a lot of the divine water and were already sleepy. After hearing what Li Xiuyuan said, they immediately lay aside and stopped making any sound.

Wait until you have enough energy to leave.

What puzzled Xiao Ling'er was that when the two little dragons were lying on the ground snoring, the elder brother took out a bamboo sword, a wooden bow, and even a guqin beside him.

First, I poured some divine spring water to wet the bamboo sword, and then wiped it carefully with a hand towel.

Then he smiled and said: "This bamboo sword has been with me for many years. It's rare for them to come here, so I have to let them enjoy it."

After cleaning the bamboo sword, he poured some sacred spring water into the wooden bow, and then said: "This is a piece of wood given to me by my master. I used it to make this bow and the piano stand..."

Although Li Xiuyuan complained from time to time that the old Taoist priest was unreliable, his respect and longing for his master never changed.

Little Ling'er gently picked up the bamboo sword and said in disbelief: "I have seen this bamboo sword before, but I didn't expect that it would always be by my brother's side."

Thinking about it, he continued to ask: "Where is my brother's rusty long sword?"

Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but smile bitterly when he heard this: "I was hidden by my master. The world I am going to now does not allow me to have more powerful weapons and cultivation..."

Without hiding anything, Li Xiuyuan simply told Xiao Ling'er his own affairs.

Thinking that something was wrong, he put down the cleaned wooden bow, stretched out his hand to hold Xiao Ling'er's hand, and began to explore quietly.

After a while, he said in disbelief: "That's not right. My sister's cultivation is still there, but my cultivation was completely lost last time. Even the body of the dragon was washed clean by the divine river."

Little Ling'er chuckled: "Last time, my brother went to the Styx River, but this time we went to the Youhe River!"

"I don't understand!" Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said, "It seems that my sister and the two little dragons are a blessing in disguise. They are not as miserable as I was last time."

Little Ling'er sighed and said quietly: "I haven't heard my brother play the piano for a long time. Please take advantage of the last moment here and let me play a song for me."

Li Xiuyuan also dipped some divine spring on the guqin, and even wiped the qilin of the wooden bow and the strings with the divine spring.

Gently stroking the warm and simple piano stand, Li Xiuyuan laughed with satisfaction: "In this way, you three guys can be considered as drinking from the divine spring."

Carefully putting away the wooden bow and bamboo sword, Li Xiuyuan gently plucked the strings with his fingers.

Just a tinkling sound echoed between heaven and earth, and the strings wiped by the sacred spring made a different sound.

Hearing the sound of Xiao Ling'er's heartstrings, she secretly cheered in her heart, thinking that such music would never be heard again.

Because time here has no end, because here is the only divine spring between heaven and earth.

The sound of ding-dong is not that of a general dragging his knife across the long street at night, but that a drop of spring rain has come to the world to awaken all things in the world.

The same requiem plays out completely different timbres due to the different time and place, the different mood of the player, and the bathing in the divine spring.

Nine days away, under the green pear tree, a pot of spiritual tea was emitting light steam.

The old Taoist priest closed his eyes and was enjoying the heavenly sound.

The old monk sighed and said with a wry smile: "This requiem that suppresses the world has become a spring breeze in his hands."

The old Taoist priest smiled faintly and said: "The piano platform has just been bathed in the divine spring... I guess only my disciple can think of letting the guqin, wooden bow and bamboo sword bathe in the divine spring..."

"All things are born in the heaven and earth. In front of the spring of life from which all things arise, even the divine song that suppresses eternity will still cheer for life... That is a divine river."

The old monk poured himself a cup of spiritual tea and sighed: "If I had known better, I would have asked Mingzhu to follow him. This kid washed away thousands of years of growth rings and all his cultivation on the Wanli River Styx.

..."

"That's good. This time I realized the laws of time and space on the Youhe River... No, this kid has experienced the Divine River of Life and Death. He is observing life and death... Old Taoist priest, you are a terrible disciple..."

This time, even the old monk was frightened.

The old Taoist opened his eyes and smiled faintly: "The fragment recording the path of life and death is on the immortal coffin. He was observing life and death freely in the desert of Qin Dynasty, but he did not expect to enter the path of life and death on the River of Forgetfulness..."

"Looking at the ancient and modern world, it would be difficult to find a monk as bold and reckless as him, who dares to observe the great road of life and death without the guidance of sages and without the blessing of the law of the great road..."

"If you are not careful, your body will die and your spirit will disappear, and you will return to the dust of heaven and earth... Think about it back then, would you have dared to do this?"

Looking at the old monk beside him, the old Taoist sighed: "You must know that he was only six years old at the time. He was in the Buddhist temple at the foot of Tianshan Mountain, and he understood the principle of living toward death in front of his old monk master..."

The old monk put down the tea cup in his hand, clapped his hands and praised: "He has been practicing many laws since he was a child, but he didn't know it."

"You practice charity without asking for cause and effect or blessing. Only with this kind of mentality can you cultivate the great laws of heaven and earth, right? I underestimated him on the battlefield of Shura."

Lao Shang held the flower and smiled and said: "This guy actually observed the heaven and earth and life in the desert, and finally focused on observing the freedom of life and death... But when will he observe himself?"

When the old Taoist heard this, he couldn't help laughing and said: "He is in the Buddhist hall but does not see the Buddha. When he has finished contemplating all the Dharmas and contemplating himself, that will be the time when he becomes a Buddha and becomes a saint."

"But you don't have to worry about that little girl Mingzhu. The treasure my disciple got will never miss the people around him. Didn't Xiaohui Nashen Shui cook a spiritual tea for you in the Five Realms?"

"That girl is his biological daughter to him, so how could she be so rare... Everyone has different opportunities. Even Xiao Hei's fellow Li Xiuyuan let him stay in the academy to study."

The old Taoist priest shook his head: "He was originally going to take Xiao Hei with him, but you always joked about asking the kid to study more. Now, Li Xiuyuan listened."

The old monk laughed: "That's true. Compared with Li Xiuyuan, Xiao Hei does have to study more."

A divine song to soothe the soul became a spring breeze in Li Xiuyuan's fingers, so beside Xiao Ling'er and around the divine spring, countless flowers sprouted, took root, and bloomed.

A sacred spring rippled gently amid the tinkling sound of the piano, and gradually two fish were swimming in the water.

In Xiao Ling'er's eyes, these two fishes also turned into a yin and a yang, rotating slowly like two Netherworld divine rivers.

"It's so magical!" Before Xiao Ling'er could finish her words, the two fishes instantly turned into two streams of yin and yang energy, rising slowly from the pond.

While Xiao Ling'er was stunned, she slowly sank into Li Xiuyuan's closed eyes.

The divine spring that created everything in the world, and finally because of Li Xiuyuan's divine song that suppressed the world, the most mysterious power of yin and yang between heaven and earth was transformed into Li Xiuyuan's eyes.

The yin and yang of heaven and earth, the underworld of life and death, in a place without beginning or end, Li Xiuyuan once again experienced earth-shaking changes.

However, he couldn't feel the change in this moment, and neither could Xiao Ling'er.

But it will explode one day when Li Xiuyuan merges the two different sword powers and realizes the Yin-Yang Avenue.

Spring brings all things to life. Little Ling'er sniffed the faint fragrance of flowers, and like Long Potian, leaned against her brother and snored.

At this moment, Li Xiuyuan was caressing the piano table, playing divine music for this world, and also for the two sleeping little dragons and little Ling'er to listen.

For the first time, there was no chill in the sound of the piano, no soul-stirring resentment, no tragic feeling of a general fighting for eternity.

I don’t know how much time passed, when the yin and yang fishes in the sacred spring stopped swimming, and when the strong fragrance of flowers came to my nose, I woke up Li Xiuyuan who was intoxicated in the artistic conception of his own music.

He sighed softly and put away the piano stand silently.

He took out the futon and let little Ling'er lean on it, then he lay down by the sacred spring pool and looked down.

In the Five Domains, because of the news of Yelu Qi's death, he suddenly aged his head; in the Tianshan Mountains, because of Yelu Pearl's continuous killing of enemies, he aged for decades in one day...

Touching Shenqu again today, although he is not afraid of growing old, he still can't help but want to know the final result.

Just one look made him stunned. The yin and yang face, one white and one black, was no longer there. The evil aura given to him by Qinglong was above the Wanli River and had been completely digested by his Jade Disc World.

There is not a trace of gray hair on his head, and there is no change. Just like Tianshan, who is about to grow old, he is still a twelve-year-old boy.

In a daze, Li Xiuyuan took a sip of the divine spring and murmured to himself: "Everything is like a dream. Master, you can see it. I will never be afraid of playing this piece of music again."

The old monk was stunned, looked at the old Taoist priest and said with a smile: "Your disciple is calling you. He said that he is not afraid that this divine music will make people grow old in the future."
Chapter completed!