The Dao dies but I live on, the spiritual energy dries up but I remain evergreen

the next day.

The sun had not yet risen when a rooster crowed from the chicken farm next door.

Zhang Huochai changed into coarse linen clothes and came to the porcelain kiln to personally teach his future son-in-law Liu Han the real skills.

He told Liu Han.

This skill cannot be passed on easily.

Because porcelain is something mysterious.

There are many taboos.

Moreover, every time good porcelain is fired, your life span will be shortened!

Liu Han did not comment on these things, neither refutating nor believing them.

Zhang Huochai also told him that in one's lifetime, it is enough to make three or two pieces of good porcelain and establish a reputation.

Just like myself, I have been active in the porcelain industry all my life.

A total of three fine pieces of porcelain were produced. The first one made him famous at a young age. It was a porcelain bowl, which he gave to a local official. After receiving it, the official loved it and couldn't let it go.

The second piece of porcelain was a flower plate, which was also given as a gift to a wandering poet. The poet wrapped it in white cloth and never dared to touch it, saying that he was afraid that his worldly mind would pollute this flawless object.

The third porcelain...

Zhang Huochai took Liu Han into the bedroom.

This fine piece of porcelain, a vase, was placed by the window. It looked ordinary and was covered with dust because it had not been moved for many years.

When Liu Han got closer and took a look, he was immediately struck by her beauty.

With its natural texture and soft contours, this vase is simply the most perfect porcelain.

After showing the finished product, Zhang Huochai rolled up his sleeves and began to teach Liu Han his unique skills.

And Li Changxiao, thanks to Liu Han, was able to watch from the sidelines.

Secretly learn the mystery.

As for this family secret, why would they allow an outsider like Li Changxiao to watch?

Firstly, Zhang Huochai was certain that Li Changxiao, the foreign swordsman, had only been in contact with porcelain for a few months and had not yet laid a solid foundation. Even if he watched, he would not be able to see anything.

Secondly, he was tired and ready to stop, and he was too lazy to think about what would happen next.

Li Changxiao studied very seriously.

He found joy in it.

A truly fine piece of porcelain requires an unimaginably complex amount of effort, from the initial clay selection to the final product.

He really couldn't understand many of the tricks, but he remembered most of them in his heart. Perhaps at some point in the future, he would suddenly understand them.

This is how the days go by, one day after another.

Zhang Qiuci also called the matchmaker from the village to help choose a date.

The whole day is filled with happy smiles.

Liu Han and I often ran to the fields at the entrance of the village, chasing each other and looking at the stars and the moon.

Li Changxiao also taught Liu Han many love words, which made Liu Han break out in a cold sweat. He thought that anyone who could come up with such love words must be a great romantic!

Fortunately, I acted early.

Liu Han secretly rejoiced, especially when he used the love words that Li Changxiao taught him and made Zhang Qiuci blush and her eyes full of love, his admiration for Li Changxiao was like a torrent of water, endless.

He couldn't help but be curious about Li Changxiao's experience, and always asked Li Changxiao whether he had many female confidants outside. Every time he mentioned this, he frowned and warned him seriously, saying, "Brother Changxiao, we must not play two boats at the same time and be indecisive."

Li Changxiao shook his head and laughed, telling him that he was overthinking. He had indeed met many beauties outside, but there was nothing he could do about it, he was more popular with women.

Well...not just better, it should be very good.

But ah.

There are almost no people who look up to us.

After hearing this, Liu Han breathed a sigh of relief and almost became jealous of Li Changxiao.

The days passed slowly.

This day.

Liu Han has completely inherited the mantle, but he does not intend to recruit apprentices like Zhang Huochai did, but instead plans to delve deeper into research.

After buying some nice porcelain pieces in the town, I bought a pickled duck and a few pounds of beef on the way back to the village. Before I even entered the door, I was shouting that it was time to eat, saying that there would be a big meal today.

Li Changxiao looked at the table full of delicious dishes and murmured, "It would be a pity to have no wine for the dishes."

So he asked Liu Han if he wanted to drink.

Liu Han shook his head. Alcohol would paralyze the nerves, so he never drank.

Helplessly, he took out his treasured wine and started drinking it by himself.

The date for Liu Han and Zhang Qiuci was set for early August.

Everyone in the village was busy preparing for the wedding.

A big day.

Zhang Huochai's family was fairly well-off, so they set up more than a dozen tables and slaughtered pigs and sheep, and were having a great time.

Li Changxiao sat at the table and without any politeness, he broke off a chicken leg and stuffed it into his mouth.

A sip of wine, a bite of meat.

The groom toasts.

Enter the bridal chamber.

Spring nights are worth thousands of dollars.

Under the night.

Li Changxiao sat on a big rock at the entrance of Niren Village. He didn't know when he changed into the white clothes again.

From a shabby apprentice who guarded the porcelain kiln all day, he turned into a down-and-out swordsman reeking of alcohol.

Although he is an aimless tourist, he goes wherever he goes.

But the reason why I stayed in the Clay Figurine Village.

In addition to wanting to learn the technique of porcelain firing.

Another purpose was because of the firewood mountain three miles away from the "Clay Man Village".

When Li Changxiao first saw the firewood mountain, he found it very unusual.

Judging from the weather, it should be formed by the fall of the secret realm and its fusion with the earth.

When a monk practices, he takes advantage of the situation, especially when breaking through a level, the surrounding environment is crucial.

To be specific, for cultivators who practice fire-related skills and have fire-related physiques, it is best to make breakthroughs in places with rich fire elements. The success rate will be much higher.

In a grand and mysterious way, if you break through in a place full of spirituality and rich charm, you can obtain the blessings of that world. In the future, when you have achieved success in cultivation, spiritual energy will be fed back to that world. Similarly, that world will also invisibly add luck to you, and even directly increase your combat power.

This is not a mystery, but a real thing.

The best places for breakthroughs include but are not limited to secret realms, blessed places, top sect holy places, trial sites, etc.

Li Changxiao has been practicing for more than 700 years, from Qi training to Nascent Soul stage, and has only entered one secret realm!

It was a huge price to pay to get a spot.

Not to mention a breakthrough in the secret realm.

When Li Changxiao saw Chai Shan, he knew that he was once extraordinary, but now that the spiritual energy was exhausted, he had no idea what this once secret realm was like, whether it still had the same charm as before, and whether it could still be helpful for a breakthrough.

However, after firing porcelain for nearly a year, on Liu Han's wedding day, he suddenly felt that it was time for a breakthrough, and just to take advantage of other people's joy, he left without saying goodbye and walked towards Chaishan alone.

The mountain road is very dark at night.

Occasionally you can hear wolves howling.

Li Changxiao dug a hole in the ground, lay down in it, looked up at the full moon, and sighed.

I don’t know when I will wake up next time.

He told Yu Luosha that every few months, he would go out and collect information.

Yu Luosha nodded lightly.

Li Changxiao waved his hand, buried himself in the soil, and then fell into a deep sleep.

at the same time.

At the gate of the "Middle Nascent Soul Stage" city, thousands of troops launched a charge.

There is no supply of external spiritual energy.

Relying only on the tiny spiritual energy of the dream space.

This is destined to be a long and difficult process.

However, compared to those cultivators who are still worried about their lifespan, Li Changxiao is already in a much better situation.

If you ask for too much, you will appear greedy.

……

The next day.

Liu Han pushed open the door and found a red wooden box on the ground with two linked Chinese characters for "囍" written on it.

Unpack the wooden box.

Inside were two small porcelain figures, a boy and a girl.

The appearance...

It's just average.

But the thought is there.

Liu Han smiled knowingly, murmured "see you again if we're lucky enough", and strode towards the porcelain kiln.

……

Spring passes and autumn comes.

A year has passed.

There is a rumor that Chaishan is haunted. Someone went up the mountain to chop wood and saw a hideous-looking Rakshasa ghost.

When Liu Han heard the news, he sneered. He never believed in ghosts or monsters.

He spent all day in the porcelain kiln and promised his wife that when he made the first piece of fine porcelain, he would give it to her instead of anyone else.

Zhang Qiuci, a new wife, was so aroused that she was at a loss as to what to do. She just asked him coquettishly where he learned all those sweet words.

The Clay Figurine Village is peaceful.

The beginning of spring the following year.

Liu Han finally made a top-quality piece of porcelain: the Love Lock.

Just as he said, give it to no one else but his wife.

Zhang Qiuci also gave birth to twins, a boy and a girl, for him.

It's fun.

……

Time flies by like a white horse.

A blink of an eye.

That's ten years.