In this way, another year passed, and he could have gone to study at the age of twelve to study at the age of twelve, but because Li Xiuyuan himself was unable to practice, no one mentioned this matter again. It just so happened that Li Xiuyuan also spent a few happy years with his parents. In the days of each day, he couldn't move to comprehend the way of heaven, but the Buddha tribulation never relaxed the people who responded to the calamity.

Li Xiuyuan himself also slowly began to be anxious, the life span of mortals was only two hundred years old, and he was never able to cultivate like this, and he died after more than a hundred years. The last hope of Buddhism has been shattered, is it true that the Heavenly Dao wants to exterminate all of my Buddhism?

No, it won't be that way. The avenue is fifty, and the sky is forty-nine. The way of heaven will always leave a little life for people.

So every day, whether it is at home, on the street, in the gambling house, in the youth... Ahem, this one doesn't matter. Li Xiuyuan kept listening, watching, and thinking.

Although the Buddha is now suppressed, he can't chant sutras and worship the Buddha, and he can't practice martial arts, but every word and deed in this life, every grass and tree in the field, how can he not practice?

In his previous life, as an Arhat who descended the dragon and lived as a living Buddha, he punished evil and promoted good in countless worlds, hoeing the strong and helping the weak. Of course, there is nothing wrong with relying on one's own cultivation to do a lot of good things for the world, but there has never been such a serious meditation and thinking as now.

It turns out that the Dharma is not in the temple, not in the temple, not even in the spiritual mountain holy realm. Buddhism is used in daily life, where tea is eaten, and where words are asked.

On this day, Li Xiuyuanzi got up on time to comprehend the way of heaven, hoping that God could give Buddhism a ray of life. He sat cross-legged and sat with his right hand to meditate on the seal. Use your own true spirit to comprehend the way of heaven. Suddenly, his whole body trembled! The Buddha Tribulation was over! Heavenly Dao let go of its suppression of itself!

Li Xiuyuan was ecstatic, and suddenly remembered something, so he hurried to feel the breath of the Buddha. One hour, two hours... It was almost dawn, and he finally gave up tiredly. In the past, when the Buddha Tribulation was not over, he still had a trace of fantasy in his heart, how could those powerful people of Buddhism have boundless mana, how could they all be wiped out?

But the truth is so cruel, so many Vajra, Bodhisattvas, and Buddhas have passed away.

I could no longer feel their breath in the world, and I really became the only spark of Buddhism in the endless universe. Thinking of this, an unprecedented sense of loneliness struck violently, knocking him down on the bed, struggling a few times and even having no strength to get up, so Li Xiuyuan gave up resistance, closed his eyes tightly, and fell asleep deeply.

At noon the next day, Li Xiuyuan was lifted from the bed by his mother's ears: "I couldn't see you one morning, and you're still asleep? Come and eat!"

So Li Xiuyuan, a sixteen-year-old young man, was lifted by his mother from the bedroom to the dining room. The servants and maids and monks they met along the way all forced their smiles. Li Xiuyuan tilted his head like this while greeting everyone.

I finally walked to the restaurant, but I saw that my father had already waited there. So he sat down with his mother, and as usual, he poured himself a glass of wine first, adhering to the fine tradition of "wine and meat through the intestines, and the Buddha left in his heart" in his previous life.

Seeing this scene, Shui Yaya frowned: "I slept until noon and didn't get up until dinner, not only that, but like your dead ghost father, I went to the Qinglou to sleep in the flowers and stay in the willows to drink flower wine." Your father is still a thief, what about you? How many daughters-in-law will you marry in the future?"

Li Wangang put a slice of mushrooms in his mouth, but before he took out the chopsticks, he was confused when he heard his daughter-in-law's words: "I ate a mouthful of mushrooms." Who's messing with whom?"

I only heard Shui Yaya continue: "However, if a son marries a daughter-in-law, everyone who has a mother is happy." Even the more the merrier, the family of dozens of grandchildren is lively. If your father dares to have this kind of thought, he will break three of his legs!"

Li Wan's face was full of grievances, and he complained in a low voice: "Can you still eat properly?" I ate a mouthful of mushrooms, and before I swallowed it, I was scolded by you twice...".

Before the words fell, when he saw his wife's glaring eyes, he quickly lowered his head: "At this table, the eldest son and the second wife, I have a higher status than the food on this table, so let's bow my head and eat."

While thinking about it, he silently recited: "I'm not afraid of my wife, it's love (automatically repeat it a hundred times)" This spiritual victory method, Master Li mastered the fire perfectly, in order to resist the female power of his wife. If this method can be cultivated, it is estimated that Li Wan would have already become a child.

Li Xiuyuan looked at the parents arguing at the dinner table, which was funny and warm. After eating two bites, he put down the dishes and chopsticks, and said to his parents: "Father and mother, my son has a big thing to tell you."

Shui Yaya asked: "Son, which girl do you like?

Li Xiuyuan's face was black: "Mother, I didn't fancy anyone's girl, I can cultivate!"

"Oh, I didn't want to get married, so it's not a big deal, let's finish eating first" Shui Yaya looked indifferent... After a pause for two seconds: "What? You said you could cultivate?"

After speaking, he dragged his son, and a stream of aura slowly passed through the meridians and entered the dantian, slowly calming down and dissipating very slowly. Shui Yaya suddenly burst into tears, hugging his son tightly: "My cultivation is finally able to cultivate!"

When Li Wan saw this scene, his eyes also turned red, as the number one family in Scholarly City, the eldest son of the head of the family could not cultivate, no one could imagine how much pressure he had endured over the years as the head of a family and as a father.

But he still pretended not to care: "What's all the fuss about, I know my son will be able to!". As he spoke, he picked up the bowl and gulped the rice into his mouth, not wanting his son to see his embarrassment.

Li Xiuyuan looked at his parents, his heart was full of hot warmth, but he still struggled out of his mother's arms: "Mother, my son is sixteen years old, can you not hold me like this."

Shui Yaya was tearful and happy: "Okay, good! My son has grown up, and my mother will no longer hold you like a child, eat and eat." Having said that, his eyes still couldn't help but look at his son distressedly.

After eating, the family of three returned to the backyard. Li Wan asked the nursing home to guard the door, and when he entered the inner room, he solemnly asked: "Xiuyuan, your dantian can't store the congenital stubborn disease of spiritual energy, and even the righteous qi academy can't cure it, how is it good?"

Li Xiuyuan had already thought that once the Buddha tribulation was over and his body returned to normal, everyone would definitely ask this question. So he had the answer ready many years ago, which is why he often visited the Qinglou.

"Father, just last year, I went to Fengyue Yaju to drink." Li Xiuyuan looked at his mother embarrassedly, ignoring his mother's glaring gaze, and continued: "That time I met a person, who was dressed in black and looked dignified.

Originally, he was only one side at the door, and then went into their respective private rooms to drink. Later, when I was drinking, I was so excited about poetry that I recited a poem: 'The wine cup must be full, and the flowers and branches will fall one after another.' Mo Dao fifteen is young, and seven points at the age of 100 is already one point'.

As soon as the words fell, this person came to the door of my private room and knocked on the door. According to him, he heard me reciting poetry downstairs, so he went upstairs to disturb me. So I invited him to sit down for a drink, and who knew that the more I talked to him, the more speculative it became.

Later, when he asked me about my cultivation, I told me the truth. He pondered for a moment, then took out an elixir from his bosom, saying that he had obtained it with great effort, but it was useless to leave it on him now, and he gave it to me because he was destined for me.

After getting the pill, he told me that after taking this pill and carefully recuperating for a year, the stubborn disease of the dantian could be cured. Later, he left me a secret book, saying that after the stubborn disease of the dantian was cured, he could cultivate this secret book to prevent the recurrence of the old disease.

At first, I didn't know if it was true or not, until the expiration of the year last night, the dantian was like a fire, and after that, I could cultivate. At first, he didn't report back to his parents, because he was afraid that if this Dan had a holiday, he would tell Sora to rejoice in advance. I couldn't bear to see the second elder sad, so I waited for the dantian to recover before telling my parents. Please forgive my father and mother for my sin of not telling me in time. ”

When Li Wan heard his son's words, he pondered for a moment and said, "I like to wear black clothes, I like to drink, I like poetry... If I'm right, you're going to meet a real person.

This person is peerless, and his love is stronger than Jin, but he acts both right and evil, and he is called a real person who does not quit. Wine, poetry, talent, and love are all abstained. After listening to the rumors in the rivers and lakes, he was injured by a beloved woman, so he quit his relationship, called himself a real person, and returned to the mountains and forests, and rarely heard his rumors.

Before he went into seclusion, he was already a great monk in the late Yuan Infant period, and now he must be about to cross the immortal tribulation. It's really your fate to meet him to help. ”

Seeing that his father and mother had been arranged by himself to the established line of thought, Li Xiuyuan finally breathed a sigh of relief. In fact, since he saw the person of Yijie in an ancient book, he began to prepare for today's conversation.

He studied the hobbies, personalities, and styles of the real people. Because a real person was deeply hurt by love, he quit love. So since he went into hiding for thousands of years, the only record of his news is in the Qinglou.

From the beginning, I often went to the Qinglou to drink and write poems, and later became famous in Wuzhou. It's all about preparing for this day.

Although the real person of Yijie calls himself "Yijie", how can a person who is most affectionate and sexually ruthless really ruthless? Therefore, when this person meets a temperamental person who loves to drink and recite poetry like himself, he cherishes his talents. Then I heard that this friend who has a similar temper with him can't cultivate, and it is even more reasonable to take a heavy treasure out and give it away.

As long as this unwarranted secret book is arranged on this master who has never met before, then he can push his own cultivation of Buddhist secret books on him.