Liaozhai Great Sage

After speaking, he took out a blank piece of paper from the ghost king's bag, folded it, and formed it into the shape of a healthy horse.

Throwing the paper horse out of the house, it turned into a good horse after it landed on the ground, stamping its iron hooves and neighing with its head raised.

"I have cast a spell on this horse. It can travel eight hundred miles a day, and you can return to your hometown within a day." Li Xiuyuan said.

"Thank you, brother Li, for your kindness."

Zhou Cai struggled to break free from Cheng Le's pull, wiped his tears, and ran out of the house angrily, then got on the horse, pulled the rein, and the healthy horse flew out.

With the sound of iron hooves drifting away, he soon disappeared into the Taoist temple.

"My dear brother, my dear brother, wait a minute." Zhou Cai chased him out, trying to persuade him to come back.

But the person has already left, and he doesn't know magic, so he can't stop Zhou Cai who wants to go home.

Chapter 5 and Nine: Reciting Poetry in the Mountain

"Brother Li, you shouldn't have cast spells to help him go back. Now he's angry, and he's bound to bring a lawsuit when he goes back this time. You didn't help him, but hurt him."

Seeing Zhou Cai leaving overnight on horseback, Cheng Le let out a long sigh and looked helpless.

Li Xiuyuan asked: "If I don't help him go back to me today, can you stop him from going back, Brother Cheng?"

"This, this... really can't. After this incident, I think my good brother can't bear it no matter what. Even if he can hold him today, he will definitely go down the mountain and leave tomorrow." Cheng Le said.

"That's right. Since I can't stop it, why don't you help me? I just sent him a paper horse to let him go back early. The result of the matter can't be different because he arrived early or late, but I know that this Since the matter needs to be settled, why not end it as soon as possible, long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, don't you want to see him feel ashamed and annoyed by this matter day and night?" Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said.

Cheng Le thought for a while and said: "Brother Li's words are reasonable, the outcome of the matter will not change, but I am very worried about him going back alone..."

Li Xiuyuan said: "If you are worried, then you should practice more. You can help Zhou Cai only if you have achieved some success in cultivation."

"That's right." Cheng Le nodded, and decided to ask the master to practice tomorrow.

If he had learned something within a year, it would be too late to go down the mountain to help Zhou Cai.

Li Xiuyuan didn't persuade much either.

This is a person's private matter, so how can others meddle too much, and how to deal with this matter is also a personal decision of that week, so how can he interfere?

After all, no one can bear such a thing.

"There is a way that auspicious people have their own celestial features. Brother Cheng, you don't need to worry too much. It's getting late today and you should go to bed early. I won't disturb you." Li Xiuyuan got up to leave at this time.

"Thank you brother Li for helping me many times today, I don't want to thank you for your kindness." Cheng Le returned a salute.

Li Xiuyuan smiled: "Since you have entered the mountain gate, you are brothers in the same sect, so why be so polite."

After the two of them greeted each other, he returned to his bedroom.

Sit cross-legged with eyes closed, meditate and rest, and start to practice hard in the mountains like a monk.

You have to stay here for ninety days, whether it is long or not, or short.

In addition to learning spells, the rest of the time is nothing more than self-cultivation and moral cultivation.

He doesn't need to pursue immortality, and he doesn't need to keep doing homework every day, for fear of neglecting his practice. Compared with the persistent practice of a cultivator, he seems more leisurely.

In a flash, it was five or six days.

Counting from the day he entered the mountain gate, he has been here for ten days.

Except for Ling Fengzi's incident, nothing else happened in the mountain gate. The mountain is very quiet, there is no sound of cars, horses, chickens and dogs, only the cries of insects and birds in the mountain, even in the Taoist temple. The Taoist uncles and brothers who gathered in the first hall before seemed to have disappeared, and there was no one to be seen at all.

During this period of time, Li Xiuyuan had nothing else to do except to stay in the Daozang Hall and continue to learn spells.

But after learning the spell for ten days, at the speed at which he mastered the spell, he has already mastered the spell at seven to eighty-eight.

I have learned all the spells that should be learned, but I haven't learned much about the remaining spells that I feel are useless to me. Even if I learn them, I'm afraid I won't be able to use them.

"Everyone in the world says that immortals are good, but who knows that the long silence that practitioners have to endure in order to become immortals and attain the Tao is only ten days. I’m afraid most people won’t be able to persist.”

Li Xiuyuan is wearing a loose Taoist robe at the moment, the clothes are fluttering, and he is casual and comfortable.

He walked on the moss-covered wet stone path in the mountain, without any purpose, just plain bored, lonely, and wanted to come out for a walk.

The quietness in the mountains was a little too much, and it was really not used to a secular person like him staying for a long time.

On the way, he saw Zhang Shi, the son of the medicine merchant who entered the mountain gate to practice before, was also wearing Taoist robes, carrying two buckets of water, panting, coming from the foot of the mountain, his feet were staggering, his face was covered with sweat.

This is the homework that Teng Yunzi assigns to him every day, and he needs to fill up three large tanks of water.

Zhang Shi has persisted for ten days.

But his mood and temper became worse day by day. Not only was he as tired as a dog every day, but he also didn't learn any spells, except for carrying water. .

He even suspected that he had been used as a coolie by these stinky Taoist priests.

Li Xiuyuan didn't know the reason, but thought that Teng Yunzi wanted to train him.

After all, he is the young master of a rich family, and he is used to being served by others. Now it is necessary to go up the mountain to hone his will.

"I'm exhausted, I'm exhausted, filling up three tanks of water a day, it's not done by humans, sooner or later I will die of exhaustion on this mountain road." Zhang Shi was out of breath, cursing as he walked, his heart was even more Curse Teng Yunzi.

That stinky Taoist priest is really hateful. He didn't give him any spells, but let him carry water.

Li Xiuyuan took a look and kindly reminded: "Brother, you shouldn't be so impatient. The more impatient you are, the more tired you will be. You need to master the rhythm when carrying water. If the rhythm is right, it will last longer. If you exert the wrong force, you will only get worse. It gets more and more tiring."

"I want you to talk nonsense, and I want you to teach me to carry water?" Zhang Shi scolded.

Li Xiuyuan was not angry either, just shook his head with a smile.

This person's heart is not angry, I'm afraid the water will not last long.

Ignoring it, he walked along the mountain road for a turn and then went back. He continued to go back to the Daozang Hall to learn some spells and see if he missed anything.

But when he passed by Zhang Shi's side, Zhang Shi's legs and feet suddenly became weak, he lost his balance and staggered, and fell to the side.

The bucket that was carrying it splashed all over the mountain road.

"You little Taoist still go? Why don't you give me a hand quickly? Are you blind?" Zhang Shi said a little angrily.

Li Xiuyuan passing by took a look, thought for a while and said, "I don't dare to help you."

"why?"

"I'm afraid you will blackmail me."

Zhang Shi said angrily: "Why are you afraid that I will blackmail you if you are not a thief? Did you cast a spell just now and make me fall? It must be so, so you dare not help me. I just said something wrong to you Respectful, you secretly cast spells to harm me. You really have sinister intentions. Which fairy master disciple are you? I heard that if you cast spells in the mountain gate to harm your fellow disciples, you will be kicked out of the mountain gate. You cast spells to harm me and treat me Go back and tell Master Zixu that he will drive you down the mountain."