There's something wrong with my master.

Before, he always heard Xue Yunjian muttering that strange changes had taken place in the world, but as a mortal, Lin Xi didn't feel anything.

And the spiritual energy was only a little bit stronger at that time.

Now that several years have passed, Lin Xi finally felt the changes between heaven and earth personally.

"Wait, if the spiritual energy becomes so dense, won't he be able to cultivate faster?"

"I can't even practice now!"

This is totally inconsistent with the original plan!

By that time, before she could recover to the level of the Crossing Tribulation Stage, Yun Changsheng might have already ascended...

A trace of anxiety flashed through Lin Xi's mind. He patrolled the coast and found Yun Changsheng.

"Master."

She tugged at the corner of her clothes, took small steps over, and then looked at Yun Changsheng with some concern.

"What's wrong?" Yun Changsheng shifted his gaze away from the spiritual energy tide and turned to Lin Xi.

"Um...are you...going to practice again?"

"I do have this idea, but I will wait until you can practice again before I go to practice. The next retreat may be very long."

Yun Changsheng wanted to break through the barrier from the fusion stage to the Mahayana stage in one go. For many cultivators, this was a long tug-of-war.

Countless monks have fallen in front of this door, wasted their time, and turned into a handful of earth.

Without natural talent, one cannot achieve success.

If you jump over it, you will live for ten thousand years. If you are lucky enough, you can even live for twenty thousand years.

For many low-level cultivators, such people are almost the same as immortals.

It is enough to overlook the changes of time and witness the birth and destruction of history books.

"Oh." Lin Xi nodded and obediently did not refute Yun Changsheng's words.

Before, I was still hoping to practice and recover my skills as soon as possible.

But now I don’t think so anymore.

She didn't ask about the martial arts secrets, but just stood there quietly. Then, just like in the dream, she grabbed the corner of Yun Changsheng's clothes with her slender hands.

Maybe I have too many things to think about.

Perhaps she was afraid of losing him, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on her palms.

The two looked at the blue sea in silence.

They both knew that after entering the Mahayana stage, Tai Shang Wang Qing would change again.

But improving one's cultivation is something that must be done.

Theoretically, the sea is unpredictable, and as long as you don't return to land, you will almost never meet that group of people again.

But the luck of the master and the apprentice...

So of course the faster your cultivation level improves, the better.

Perhaps when he stands at the peak of the Mahayana stage, one more step forward will lead to complete forgetfulness of all emotions. Only then will Yun Changsheng hesitate and temporarily stop his practice.

Rumble!

The waves are rolling.

Four Seasons Mountain rarely drifts against the waves, bypassing the spiritual tide.

The monkey is still thinking about murdering the redwood tree.

The dark peach blossoms on the peach tree had all turned into emerald green fruits at some point, but a layer of faint black mist was still floating on these fruits.

Yun Xuejian was also encouraging Yue Yinyang to join the love triangle between the monkey and the two trees.

The little loli sword spirit watched the show babblingly on the side, and cheered for the peach tree from time to time.

On the mountainside, carnivores and herbivores are playing a battle royale.

The reincarnated body of Qiankun Realm on the top of the mountain broke through the realm one after another.

Coastside.

Lin Xi glanced at the Four Seasons Mountain behind him and whispered.

"My husband, it will always be like this, right?"

Yun Changsheng didn't speak for a long time, just looked at the sea for a long time.

It was not until the sun set that he said, "Yes."

Hearing this, Lin Xi's face blossomed into a smile, which was very beautiful under the rendering of the sunset.

Just like the picturesque Four Seasons Mountains behind her, it is equally beautiful.

Chapter 273 You Are Indeed a Pig

The changes between heaven and earth have nothing to do with Four Seasons Mountain for the time being.

At most, the people on the mountain would practice a little faster than before. Apart from that, this majestic mountain was still drifting along the waves, no different from before.

The master and disciple on the mountain were like a pair of immortal lovers, working from sunrise to sunset and resting from sunset to sunrise.

During the day, he would play the piano or talk about love, and occasionally, with the help of the richer spiritual energy, he would try to grow spiritual plants.

Lin Xi still goes to observe the redwood tree, hoping to feel the spiritual energy flowing through his body again one day.

There are some things that cannot be avoided, so you can only face them head-on.

This was her final thought after she saw the spiritual energy tide and was depressed for two days.

It was originally predicted that Yun Changsheng would be able to break through the Mahayana stage in two to three hundred years and become a tribulation-crossing monk.

But now that the world is changing drastically, no one knows how rich the spiritual energy will be in the future.

No one knows how much faster Yun Changsheng will become a tribulation-crossing monk and achieve complete forgetfulness of all emotions.

No one knows whether the changes between heaven and earth will lead that group of people to find Four Seasons Mountain.

This caused many of Lin Xi's plans to be disrupted.

Sometimes I think that it might be a good idea to just give up practicing and stop, to be a mortal for the rest of my life and eventually die of old age.

However, after she finished her bad performance, she went to observe the redwoods excitedly the next day, without any trace of the sadness she had that night.

Unless fate played a joke on her, and her hand got crooked when she was cutting off her immortal foundation, causing her to never be able to practice again in this life.

Otherwise, you still have to give it a try.

If she doesn't even try, she might regret it in the future, which is seriously inconsistent with her practice philosophy.

A monk should have no regrets in his life.

And even if she really died of old age, she would try to turn into a zombie and crawl out of the coffin.

Even if the one who crawled out was not Lin Xi, but another consciousness.

But what does that matter?

As long as the person who controls her body still loves Yun Changsheng and is willing to inherit her will, that will be enough.

"Yue'er, why is it so difficult to practice your family secret book?"

It was spring at the top of the mountain.

The wind blows through the mountains and fields.

Lin Xi, wearing a pure white long dress, was doing horse stance.

She clenched her fists, placed her hands at shoulder level, spread her legs apart, and bent her knees slightly.

Judging from her serious attitude, she looks pretty good.

I practiced martial arts all day long. Although the spring sun is not strong, I still felt a little hot after being exposed to it for a long time.

Lin Xi's pretty face was slightly red from the sun, and the fine sweat made her white dress stick to her body.

The waistline of this long skirt is quite high. When it is tied around the waist and combined with the squatting posture, the fullness of her upper body is clearly visible.

And the sweat turned the skirt into a thin layer of white gauze.

The white gauze was as thin as a cicada's wing, and one could vaguely see through the long skirt and see the equally white lingerie underneath.

A person with a temperament as cold as snow, inadvertently revealed a few traces of charm, like a fairy descending from heaven.

However, if it weren't for that one momentary thought, she would have been a fairy above the nine heavens, and the troubles of the human world would have nothing to do with her.

Yun Changsheng was carrying a hoe and a sword on his back. When he passed by this place and saw Lin Xi practicing martial arts, he said something.

"Didn't I tell you, with that evil spirit all over your body, you are already equivalent to a martial arts master who can break the void?"

"You said I would be able to practice in thirty or fifty years, but now forty-nine years and three hundred and sixty days have passed."

"Aren't there still five days left?" Yun Changsheng said this with some lack of confidence.

It is possible that this may happen a few years later.

At least now he stands higher than Lin Xi and sees farther than Lin Xi.

So he never cared about Lin Xi's occasional ideas, such as turning into a zombie or what to do after death.

I hadn’t reminded Lin Xi before that the martial arts skill of Shattering the Void could extend one’s lifespan to 200 years.

This is all because they think Lin Xi will be able to practice again sooner or later.

Of course, he could still understand Lin Xi's anxious mentality.

This woman's mortal life span began to be counted from the moment her immortal foundation was cut off.

If it weren't for that evil spirit, most of her life would have been over by now.

In the face of life and death, few people can remain indifferent.

"My husband, am I tanned?"

"No."

"I won't be pretty if I get tanned. Husband, could you please hold an umbrella for me?"

"…Actually, it looks better in black."

After saying this, Yun Changsheng carried his hoe and left.

For fear of leaving too late, Lin Xi made some weird requests.

If I ask someone to hold an umbrella to block the sun while practicing martial arts, and the masters in the mortal world find out, they will probably expel me on the spot.

He walked to the specially cultivated field on the mountain, swung the hoe a few times, and planted the seeds of spiritual plants.

Then he watered it with the mountain spring water.

Lin Xi used to use that hot spring water for bathing. The bath water of a female fairy is equivalent to the spiritual spring water when rounded off, so there should be nothing wrong with it.

In short, it is much better than using the yellow and white of the human philtrum to water the soil in the mortal world.

By the time Yun Changsheng finished farming, Lin Xi had also finished practicing martial arts.

She walked over in a long white dress, holding a guqin in her hand.

I moved a stone and found a place to sit down.

The guqin is placed across my knees.

Slender jade fingers plucked the strings.

The ethereal sound of the piano instantly flew into the Four Seasons Mountain, gentle and with a hint of joy, like the spring breeze that suddenly blew open the windows.

Yun Changsheng sat next to Lin Xi. He took out a table and placed teacups and a teapot on it.

After making a cup of tea, he rested his chin on his hand and listened attentively to Lin Xi's playing.

I remember that this woman only learned to play the zither in the Gu tribe, saying that she wanted to learn how to be a lady from a noble family.