The summer solstice is a good day for ordinary people.

However, for the Flying Eagle King of Shura Domain and a group of bandits, it was a day of doom.

Until the Feiying Village entrenched on Qingfeng Hill, the black flag with red edges and a golden flying eagle embroidered in the middle was shot down by an arrow.

Until the Flying Eagle King, who was in the realm of breaking the void, and the heads of hundreds of black-clothed bandits under him hung at the entrance of the cottage, until the entire cottage was reduced to ashes in the fire.

They also didn't understand which great god they had offended and wanted to kill them all.

Xiaoqing, who was riding on a wildebeest, followed Li Xiuyuan and made a fortune. When he thought that the gold coins in his space ring would probably not be spent for decades, his smile never stopped since he came down from Qingfeng Post.

Li Xiuyuan, who was also riding on a wildebeest, did not look back at the raging fire in the village, but said softly: "It's been six years. You, the hero of that year, can rest in peace..."

Six years ago, when I watched the Taoyuan swordsman die under the poison of the Flying Eagle King's men in black, I secretly made up my mind to one day conquer this place and eliminate every bandit...

This has become a knot in his heart, and even though it was removed today, he is not as happy and joyful as he expected back then.

After leaving Qingfeng Gang, the two of them headed towards Luoxia Mountain.

"Li Xiuyuan, you said these bandits are colluding with the government in Tianfeng City, why don't you go to Tianfeng Kingdom and visit the government there?"

How did Xiaoqing, who had just entered the world, know how evil the world was? She followed Li Xiuyuan and asked with a smile.

Li Xiuyuan looked back at her, shook his head, and replied softly: "I don't know, so I can't kill people randomly... I hate bandits because I was caught by them and sold as a fat sheep. I killed

The bandits are because of that hero back then."

Although Li Xiuyuan did not like some people and things in Taoyuan, it did not affect him to avenge Long Yun, the Taoyuan swordsman back then.

Passing by the San Guan area, Li Xiuyuan said to Xiao Qing: "This is where I was sold back and forth by a group of bandits, and finally I was sold in Tianfeng City..."

Six years passed in a flash, and every bit of that year was still in his heart. Until this moment, it was like ripples on a big lake, slowly dissipating and no longer being traced.

...

When Li Xiuyuan and Xiaoqing led the wildebeests towards Luoxia Mountain, news was also received from a guard house in Tianfeng City not far from Qingfeng Post.

When I arrived at Qingfenggang with a group of men and horses, the fire in Feiying Village had been extinguished, leaving only hundreds of blind heads in Menshan, quietly looking at the people who came after hearing the news.

Owner.

As the guard of Tianfeng City, Li Qingfeng looked up to the sky and shouted: "Go and find out who did this! Don't they know that Qingfeng Hill here is my Qingfeng Li's territory?"

His lieutenants all bowed their heads and remained silent. Who among the people present has not received the benefits from the Flying Eagle King?

To put it bluntly, this is where they started their daily lives. Now, they have been uprooted, and their future secret financial paths have been cut off with a knife.

Destroying a person's wealth is like killing his parents. A group of lieutenants were also angry and responded in unison, vowing to track down the murderer behind the scenes and punish him.

They also had a small calculation in their hearts, to catch the murderer and recover all the property accumulated by the Flying Eagle King over the years. This was the reason why a group of people came in a hurry.

People will die for money, this is an eternal truth.

At this time, Li Xiuyuan and Xiaoqing were already cleaning up their rooms in the Taoist temple. Old man Zhang, who had lived on the mountain for several years, also came down to go home, saying he would come back in a few days.

The two spent an hour tidying up the room. When Li Xiuyuan set up the table outside the Taoist Temple and boiled water for tea, the sun was already setting in the sky.

"Do you want to brew some wine here and we can drink it on the road later?" Xiao Qing sat down and asked, holding his chin with his hands and looking at the sunset in the sky.

"I just want to have a good rest when I come back without being disturbed by the world. I guess I will have to visit the Demon Realm until autumn. Why do I make wine?"

From the moment he left the academy, Li Xiuyuan never thought about making wine.

Xiao Qing glared at him and chuckled: "That's not up to you. Maybe tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, the little princess from Taoyuan will come to see you as the master."

Although Xiaoqing couldn't speak last year, he saw every word and deed of the woman in white and her mother, and naturally she would not forget what Nangong Ruyu said.

Li Xiuyuan was startled, and then he remembered that there was another headache waiting for him.

He could ignore the woman in white in Taoyuan, but he could not ignore the woman who called him master, the girl named Nangong Ruyu, who was as beautiful as jade.

Xiaoqing took out the food he bought from the mountain, plus the food robbed from the bandit's village on Qingfeng Gang. The two of them would not be able to finish it even if they stayed until winter.

Li Xiuyuan thought for a while, looked at her and said with a smile: "In the next few days, I will write talismans and practice swordsmanship every day. If you are bored, you can go hunting in the back mountain, or you can go down the mountain and stroll around Tianfeng City.

But it’s a bustling town.”

Xiao Qing tilted her little head and thought for a while, then shook her head and said, "Don't worry, I also want to have a good sleep for a few days. I'm exhausted from sitting in the carriage these days."

Li Xiuyuan poured tea for her and said: "I have lived here for five years. It wasn't until that day that the master drank my medicinal wine, and then he ascended to heaven in one day... I didn't want to go down the mountain to see the world.

.”

"Then you became a fat sheep among the bandits... Hehe, I really have to thank your old Taoist master who left. Without him, Xiaoqing would not have met you. Without him, Xiaoqing is still here.

I can’t change my form…”

Xiao Qing thought about how she met Li Xiuyuan in the back mountain, and couldn't help but sigh and said with a smile: "Think about the back mountain of the academy, it is really a magical place, that is where Xiao Qing's dream began...

"

Li Xiuyuan looked at her and smiled: "The Demon Realm is also the place where your dream begins. I have to thank that guy Hua Tianyu and have a few drinks with him..."

When Xiao Qing heard this, she chuckled: "The two brothers and sisters are thinking about you. If you don't have good wine here, I'll probably have to ask him to kick you out."

"Does the friendship between brothers end with drinking? If he is a person like him, he will really be looked down upon."

Li Xiuyuan and Tianyu naturally liked drinking, but he was thinking about his master's departure in the spring, so he didn't brew a few more tanks at Wangyue Stream.

Looking at the entire Shura Realm, the only ones who can be considered friends are Chu Feng, the fat boy from the Academy, Jun Buyu from the Demon Realm, and Hua Tianyu from the Demon Realm.

Although Li Xiuyuan and the two of them only met briefly, they separated before they had a deep friendship.

But he was very satisfied with the fact that Hua Tianyu helped Xiao Qing. Maybe he would consider helping the two of them on the Shura battlefield.

After talking about his own affairs, Xiaoqing, who was holding a cup of hot tea, looked at Li Xiuyuan and laughed, and said softly: "I'm afraid the academy will be a mess by now, right?"

"What does it have to do with me if they mess with theirs?" Li Xiuyuan looked at her and said quietly.

Xiao Qing was stunned and saw that his voice rose a little.

He shouted loudly: "Those guys are afraid of being beaten to death, but they can't understand. How can you, a blind and distracted little handyman with a disabled leg, kill the man in black above Poxu with one sword?!"

Li Xiuyuan shook his head and smiled bitterly: "My leg is broken, but it is inseparable from the Silver Moon Kingdom. If she hadn't forced her hard, I don't know if I would have taken action."

Quietly, Li Xiuyuan told Xiaoqing what happened in Tianfeng City and on the wedding road.

After the story was finished, a new moon had already hung in the sky.

Looking at the table of leftover food and tea in front of her, Xiaoqing stared blankly at Li Xiuyuan and was speechless for a long time.

"It turns out that you suffered so much back then and almost died at the hands of Jun Buyou. Why did these teachers never tell me?"

After drinking two glasses of black bean wine, Li Xiuyuan, who was quite drunk, stared blankly at the moon in the night sky and muttered to himself: "Who keeps turning out their wounds to dry them when they are fine?"

Before he finished speaking, he lay down on the table. He couldn't remember how many times he got drunk.

...

Spring rains come one after another, dyeing the Luoxia Mountain into lush green.

Spring has passed, and the mountains are covered with fluffy green fruits, waiting for the moisture of the summer sun to bear fruit.

At the end of the morning, Li Xiuyuan got up, drank water, washed and cooked porridge, completing the preparations for the beginning of the day.

Before Xiaoqing opened the door, Li Xiuyuan held the Prajna epee and came under the peach tree outside the yard.

Before leaving that year, he tried to use the Samsara Sword to chop off the fallen flowers and leaves in the spring breeze.

When he comes back this year, he will try to use the Prajna Epee to chop off a wild flower or leaf that occasionally floats in the mountain wind.

Just like the clumsy sword he used to chop off an arm of Princess Qingyue's men outside the academy gate, it was just that he did not gather the immortal energy, nor did he use the power of yin and yang.

Just like before, he slashed aimlessly into the air with one sword.

Back then, he wanted to make every sword strike with the Samsara Sword a memory of his own flesh and blood. Now he is the same, trying to repeat the practice of the past with a heavy sword weighing three hundred kilograms.

It doesn't matter if there are no falling flowers, it doesn't matter if there is no wind and snow, it doesn't even matter if there are no leaves. As long as I have a sword in my hand, I can practice.

After practicing with the right hand for an hour, he switched to the left hand. After practicing with the left hand, Xiaoqing had not gotten up yet.

Li Xiuyuan ate two bowls of porridge, and then began to grind ink and cinnabar under the eaves of the Taoist temple, repaying the runes of the villagers down the mountain for several years.

Today, Li Xiuyuan is the only divine talisman master in the Shura Realm. The peace talisman under his hair seems to have come to life. It is no longer as dull as before. Each stroke has its own charm.

He had already thought about it. When old man Zhang came up the mountain again, he would teach him the methods of inscribing these daily runes. He would not come back in a few years.

If I go to the Wild Continent again, I'm afraid I won't be able to return here for several years. Then wouldn't the Taoist temple be abandoned?

This is the memory of him and the old Taoist priest, so naturally it cannot be discarded.

What's more, he asked Old Man Zhang to buy apricot saplings. He decided to plant them on both sides of the mountain road before leaving. When he came back next spring, he would be greeted by a mountain of apricot flowers.

He wanted Luoxia Mountain to understand his intentions. This was where his dream of Li Xiuyuan began.

His veins had been cut off since he was young, but because of a sign, he gathered energy and built a foundation in one day... If the mountain behind the academy is the place where Xiaoqing's dream began, Luoxia Mountain is his blessed place.

Xiao Qing, who pushed the door open, kept yawning and rubbing her sore eyes. It was obvious that she didn't sleep well last night.

Looking at Li Xiuyuan sitting under the eaves, he asked: "Li Xiuyuan, I'm hungry."

He had two dark circles under his eyes that were darker than his skin color. It looked like he had been insomnia most of the night after listening to Li Xiuyuan's story. Even after being lazy for two hours, he still looked listless.

On Luoxia Mountain where the spring rain has left, the radiance of the rising sun was reflected by the glazed tiles on the Taoist temple, and scattered rays of light downwards, shining on Xiao Qing who was holding a bowl of porridge, and also on Li Xiuyuan's body.

The body is very warm.

There are several scattered villages at the foot of the mountain, and not far away is the Tianfeng King City of the Tianfeng Kingdom. Li Xiuyuan can feel the breath of Tianfeng Qi even without standing on the edge of the cliff.
Chapter completed!