The spring light was bright, Li Xiuyuan got up early and cooked a pot of white porridge. After the two women finished eating, he went to the bridge to make soup.
There is no need to pick the medicine. The woman in the white skirt and Qingluan picked a lot of them a few days ago, which was enough for him to be lazy for several days without going to the back mountain.
Just after Chen hour, the three people who had eaten white porridge came to the head of Wangchuan Bridge.
"Someone gave me a piece of divine iron from Under the Nine Nethers a few years ago. It's useless for me to hold it... You can use it to make a sword. Don't you have an epee?" The woman in the white dress thought for a moment. , said to Li Xiuyuan.
Li Xiuyuan, who was lighting a fire and cooking soup, was stunned and replied: "Are you afraid that I will be bored alone in Huangquan Village?"
The woman in the white dress looked at Li Xiuyuan lighting a fire and cooking soup, and couldn't help but smile: "I didn't expect that after all these years, your soup-making skills have not been forgotten."
Li Xiuyuan looked at her and smiled bitterly: "You try someone else and let her stand alone on this bridge for a hundred years... That pot of soup has already seeped into my flesh and blood, how could I forget it?"
The woman in the white dress looked at him and sighed, and asked: "Then do you thank me? Or do you hate me?"
Li Xiuyuan lowered his head and thought about it seriously, then murmured: "No thanks, no hate."
After speaking, he raised his head and looked at her sincerely, only to find that there was no one in front of him. The two women had left the Wangchuan Bridge and headed under the legendary Nine Nethers for a moment while he lowered his head in thought.
I thought to myself, I didn’t see any waves on this calm river. Where did you leave?
Looking up at the ray of morning sun in the sky, he said inexplicably: "Are you okay in the sky?"
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"Is she okay now?" Above the nine heavens, somewhere in a mysterious valley, a woman in a red dress asked, looking at the woman in a green shirt in front of her.
"What can she do? She is noisy and has to go out every day..."
The woman in green shirt thought for a while, looked at her and continued: "Yesterday there was a golden light, and the young lady seemed to have become two years younger... She said that her brother was about to complete the Phoenix Nirvana. What was going on? "
In her memory, the guy in the legendary Shura Heaven Realm was simply a mortal, a mortal monk who practiced Buddhism. Where did he get the power of the Phoenix? "
The woman in the red dress looked at her, shook her head, and said softly: "Don't forget, Mu Mu said that she and that guy are two bodies and one life. This is her feeling since she became a soul, and she can't be wrong."
After thinking about it, he finally clapped his hands and said with a smile: "It seems that in less than three years, Mu Mu will have completed her difficult Phoenix Nirvana... This girl almost lost her life."
Looking at the woman in front of him, he asked: "Where is that guy Xiaobai? Where did he run to? It's been so many years. Hasn't he found the two old men who ascended?"
The woman in green shirt shook her head, frowned and said: "The two seniors will definitely have to go through the catastrophe of transformation when they ascend. Maybe they have turned old and rejuvenated. How can they be found so easily? Maybe they missed each other and didn't know each other."
The woman in the red dress thought for a while, then waved her hand and made a decision: "Wait until summer at the latest, and you two can get married here. You are both grown up... I will make the decision for your parents."
When the woman in green shirt heard this, she couldn't help but smile and said: "Then Madam, you have to make that guy Xiaobai obey. I don't care. Anyway, I have been waiting for so many years, isn't Mu Mu waiting too?"
Upon hearing this, the woman in the red dress was so angry that she stood up, reached out and held her ears and shouted: "You...you, I asked you to accompany her to prevent anything from happening, but you are her and let her do whatever she wants. .....Fortunately you came back in time..."
The woman in green shirt gently broke away from her hand and said with a smile: "Mumu is the little devil, how can I control her!"
As he was talking, a man's voice came from far outside the house: "Is Sister Xiaoqing here? Sister Mumu said she was hungry and asked you when you will go back to bring her food..."
The woman in the red dress was stunned for a moment, then she laughed and said: "Come here, this guy came just as I was talking. I just decided this matter, so that the guy won't have to run out all day..."
While talking, at the door
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A young man in a white shirt with a tiger-like head ran in. He looked at the woman in the red skirt and smiled and said, "Madam, I'm back."
The woman in green shirt looked at him and sighed, and said: "Xiao Bai, you are almost thirty now. When you were in the lower realm, Agui was already a father at this age. Why are you still acting like this?"
The man who came in took the silk scarf handed over by Xiao Qing, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said with a smile: "Why are you so anxious? Isn't my brother like this too?"
When Xiao Qing heard this, he was so angry that he kicked him and cursed: "Now that you have become more capable, you are so capable, why don't you go to the Shura battlefield to find him?"
When the man heard this, he immediately replied in frustration: "I can't enter that place, why don't you try?"
The woman in the red dress shook her head, waved to the man in the white dress and said, "Come here, Xiaobai, I have something to tell you..."
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Under the sycamore tree, in the wooden house, the girl in white dress who had eaten a bowl of rice looked at Xiao Qing beside her and complained: "Sister Xiao Qing, if you don't come, I will starve to death."
When Xiao Qing heard this, she couldn't help but reply: "Madam is teaching me a lesson, so I can't get away. No, she left Xiao Bai behind again, saying she wanted to teach him a lesson alone."
When the girl in the white dress heard this, she blinked at her and asked in disbelief: "What's going on? Did Xiaobai get into trouble outside? Isn't he very powerful now?"
Xiaoqing looked at her and sighed, and said quietly: "Xiaobai and I have grown up, but sister, you are getting smaller and smaller as you grow older. Madam, if you complete Nirvana, you will probably return to your twelve-year-old appearance..." ....”
"Is it good? The last time Sister Wutong came over, didn't she say yes? Didn't my brother become smaller too?"
The girl in the white dress took a sip of the soup and looked at her puzzledly.
"Madam said that you should not activate the power of Nirvana in the lower realm, so after you complete Nirvana, you will return to the way you were when you were in the Five Realms."
"Also, my husband said that I will get married to Xiaobai in the summer, and I want him to stay at home and not run around like crazy all day long."
Looking at the girl who lowered her head to drink the soup, Xiaobu started nagging her about what had just happened.
The girl in the white dress put down the bowl, took out a silk scarf to wipe her mouth, looked at her and said with a smile: "That's great, sister Xiaoqing, hurry up and give birth to a baby, and let the mother play with it..."
"I'm going to kill you. You dare to say anything. Are you shy?" Xiao Qing glared at her, and her face turned red immediately.
After thinking for a while, he looked at the girl and said, "Madam said that you will be able to complete Nirvana in less than three years..."
After hearing this, the girl in the white dress finally showed some joy on her face, clapped her hands and said with a smile: "It's good now, I can finally go find my brother."
"You think so, the Shura battlefield will last for ten years, but now it's only one year... Even if you want to go find him, you have to wait until the battlefield is closed."
Xiaoqing looked at her and said worriedly.
When the girl in the white dress heard this, she couldn't help but said quietly: "Do you have to wait so long? When the battlefield is closed, your and Xiaobai's baby will be almost as old as Mu Mu..."
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"Mumu..."
Li Xiuyuan, who was lying on the bed, murmured, lifted the quilt and walked out of the house. He looked up at the willow branches above the moon. It was time to go to Wangchuan Bridge.
He never imagined that the first dream he had when he came to Huangquan Village was not his mother and sister at the foot of Mount Xumi, but the girl who kept appearing in his dreams.
"People say that if you remember something, there will always be a response, but I have been thinking about it for countless years, so why is there no response at all?"
Walking under the clear light that filled the sky, Li Xiuyuan looked at the new moon in the sky and murmured.
Before he walked onto the bridge, there was already a long line of people waiting to drink soup and cross the bridge.
Li Xiuyuan was startled, looked at the people waiting to cross the bridge and murmured to himself: "Is it possible that the spring has just arrived and the Shura battlefield has already started?"
Thinking of his friends on the battlefield, Li Xiuyuan, who transformed into Po Meng, walked onto the bridge and opened the magic circle beside the bridge with a wave of his hand.
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, shouted loudly: "Don't worry, come here one by one and drink the soup before crossing the bridge!"
While picking up the wooden bowl to fill the soup, he carefully looked at the people crossing the bridge to see if there was anyone he knew.
At the moment, he is also afraid of meeting an old friend among those crossing the bridge. After all, once on the battlefield, no one can guarantee that he will survive until the last moment.
Judging from hundreds of years of experience in guarding the bridge, this is the most people crossing the bridge today.
Fortunately, these guys obeyed the rules and didn't think of rushing forward.
Even so, Li Xiuyuan, who transformed into Po Meng, kept saying: "Line up to drink soup. Only after drinking the Laohuo soup I cooked can you cross the bridge and go to reincarnation. Don't say I didn't tell you!"
Serving the soup one by one while chattering non-stop, Li Xiuyuan felt at this moment that he was more responsible than the woman in the white dress who went to Jiuyou.
He didn't stop for a whole hour. What made him feel relieved was that he didn't see any familiar people among the people crossing the bridge today.
People were waiting to cross the bridge one after another, and there was no spare moment even if they wanted to ask someone about what happened on the battlefield.
He kept pushing the queue of people across the bridge with his hands and feet, squatted down and washed the dishes, added two pieces of firewood to the pot, then dragged a stool and boiled a pot of spiritual tea on the bridge.
Looking at the bowls of soup lined up on the table, I thought to myself that if someone comes again, I will make it myself.
Looking at the moon in the sky, I wonder if the three daughters of Xiao Longer have already begun their own Nirvana?
Before the spiritual tea in his hand fell into the pot, someone else arrived on the bridge.
When he looked up, he saw a bald monk who looked less than fifty. Li Xiuyuan was a little stunned for a moment. He forgot to pour tea into the pot and asked in a daze, "Why is a monk here?"
The visitor was startled, looked at Po Meng in a white dress sitting by the bridge and asked: "Why can't it be a monk? Aren't monks human beings too? If they are human beings, they have to enter reincarnation?!"
Shaking his head, Li Xiuyuan, who transformed into Po Meng, sighed and said: "In my memory, when a monk is as old as you, it should be the best time to practice... You shouldn't have entered reincarnation so early. "
The monk looked at him and smiled and said: "People say that Po Meng on the Forgotten River is ruthless. I didn't expect to find out that she killed people when I met her today. It just so happens that the monk is not in a hurry to reincarnate. Do you want to treat me to a cup of tea?"
The monk looked at Li Xiuyuan who was holding two pieces of spiritual tea in his hand and was about to drop it into the pot, and asked with a smile.
Li Xiuyuan was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered that he wanted to make a cup of tea. So the tea was poured, water was poured, and for a moment a faint fragrance of tea arose on the Forgotten River Bridge.
After washing the tea cups, when a cup of steaming spiritual tea was placed in front of the two of them, they picked up the cup and blew on it. Li Xiuyuan took a shallow sip. He was really tired tonight.
Keep making soup, and not carefully distinguishing each person crossing the bridge, which is laborious and tiring.
The monk picked up the tea cup in front of him and took a sip. Then he was stunned. He looked at the tea in the cup for a long time and was speechless.
Then two tears fell from the monk's eyes and wet the monk's robe on his chest.
Then a faint Buddha's light rose from the monk's body, and combined with the moonlight in the sky, illuminated the Forgotten River Bridge with a golden light that only appeared in the human world.
A quarter of an hour passed, the Buddha's light gradually faded away, and the monk sighed.
Li Xiuyuan was startled and looked at his appearance and couldn't help but ask: "Monk, isn't this tea tea?"
After a while, the monk sighed heavily and said: "If you hear the Tao in the morning, you will die at night... The monk has been practicing in vain for decades, but he has not been able to hear the Tao..."
He paused for a moment and continued: "I was just thinking about entering reincarnation and re-cultivating my life... Unexpectedly, I was on the Wangchuan Bridge where I was about to enter reincarnation, but I was enlightened by tea..."
"Then what?" Li Xiuyuan looked at him and asked quietly: "He has never seen such a situation even though he has been standing on this bridge for hundreds of years.
He wanted to know what the monk wanted next?
The monk's lips moved slightly and he murmured: "You said, should I cross this bridge? Or can't I?"
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