In early autumn, the summer heat on Fangcun Mountain has disappeared a lot.
The gusts of mountain wind blew the lingering ice and snow on the top of the mountain into the Xuantian Temple on the north slope and also to the Prajna Temple on the south slope.
In the small bluestone courtyard at the back of Xuantian Temple, the pear trees are still full of fruit, but they are a little older than in previous years.
There was a stove burning quietly on the stone table under the tree, and the kettle was whining.
It seems to be telling the owner that the water is ready to make tea.
It was just after Chen hour, and Li Xiuyuan, who was guarding a tree of autumn pears, didn't know what year it was in the Five Realms. He thought that he could only go to Prajna Temple to ask his senior brother Minghui another day.
After returning yesterday, Xiao Hei was released to the back mountains and fields. He went to the Taoist Temple alone to pay homage to the head master.
Seeing this young man from another world, even the leader was deeply shocked.
However, Li Xiuyuan had no news about his master's innocence, so in the end he had to leave a jar of spiritual wine and two elixirs behind and quietly returned to the Qingshi Courtyard.
I have been looking forward to it for so many years in my dream, but when I return, I don’t feel that great sadness or joy.
It just feels like everything is like a dream, with an unreal feeling.
Qingshi Xiaoyuan Xuantian Temple sends disciples to clean it from time to time. After all, the monk here is the residence of senior brother's favorite disciple. Even the current leader has not forgotten this matter.
In this way, Li Xiuyuan only did a simple cleaning when he returned, which saved him a lot of trouble.
This was the place where Mr. Li, Li Hongxiu and Mu Mu once lived.
Although Tang Qiuyu and Xia Wutong lived here for some days, it was just a quick trip after all.
As of now, he can no longer remember what Princess Wutong looked like back then.
Just like a high fever in Tianshan Mountain that year, he completely forgot about Dongfang Yu'er.
Unexpectedly, fate would reincarnate, but in the end it was himself who rescued Dongfang Yu'er from Qin Qianshan's clutches and gave her a new life.
Dongfang Yu'er has died in Taoyuan, and now it is Dongfang Ruyu who comes from Luoxia Mountain.
Even if one day Dongfang Ruyu ascends to Xinghua Valley, and when he sees Li Hongxiu, he will also consider himself Dongfang Ruyu.
This is what Li Xiuyuan is most proud of.
Smelling the fruity aroma of a green pear tree, Li Xiuyuan was waiting for Xiao Hei to come back from the back mountain to pick a nest of honey.
After brewing a jar of autumn pears, I returned to the Prajna Temple to stay for a month, and then went down the mountain before the heavy snow closed the mountain.
Recalling the palaces in the unknown land, it was only a few decades ago that they had turned into ruins.
Xiao Hei walked around inside but couldn't find any valuable treasure.
Thinking about what the old Taoist priest told him, he thought that he could only be a good boy in the five realms? What if someone is looking for trouble for me?
Holding a cup of spiritual tea, Li Xiuyuan sighed and said leisurely: "Senior brother, I miss you."
With a sound of "Buzz!", Minghui's eyelids twitched as she was sitting in the Buddhist hall chanting sutras. She thought that it had been so many years, so why did her eyelids suddenly start twitching wildly?
I released my spiritual consciousness and scanned the Prajna Temple and found that everything was fine.
So I had no choice but to extend all the way to Xuantian Temple... After only a moment, I was stunned and speechless.
I don't know how long it took before I murmured: "Junior brother, why are you back?"
A sigh crossed the southern and northern slopes of Fangcun Mountain and came to the young man, startling Li Xiuyuan who was holding a cup of spiritual tea.
Looking at the sky, he said in a daze: "Brother, are you trying to scare people to death without risking their lives?"
Minghui laughed and said: "After all these years, I never expected that my junior brother would be a boy again. If old man Qingxu was still here, I wonder if he would be furious to death."
Li Xiuyuan shook his head and asked, "Senior brother, would you like to come over for a cup of spiritual tea?"
Minghui was stunned for a moment, then said: "Why, aren't you going back to the temple?"
"I want to visit the back mountain and live here for a few days before returning." Li Xiuyuan replied quietly: "This place has the atmosphere of where my masters lived. I miss them."
Upon hearing this, Ming Hui fell silent. After thinking for a while, she replied: "This matter is not urgent. I will come back and discuss it in detail when you are done."
Withdrawing his gaze into the void, Li Xiuyuan looked down at a piece of tea leaf at the bottom of the cup and asked softly: "Brother, how many years have passed since I left the Five Realms?"
At the moment, Li Xiuyuan is very afraid that he will be gone for decades. If he returns to Fengyun City, he will be a different person.
There are also Hua Tianxia and Nalanyu in the flower-filled building in the imperial city, and Yeluyan who is the queen...
After thinking about it, I could only stay quietly on the mountain for a few months, and then go down the mountain after I collected myself.
…
It was almost noon, and Minghui returned to the Buddhist hall after having a fast meal, only to see Wuyou in a blue shirt waiting outside the door.
Minghui was stunned, looking at the little monk Zeng asked in front of him, and couldn't help but frowned tightly.
Looking at the sky and sighing, he pushed the door open and said quietly: "Come in."
Wuyou also sighed and said quietly: "Uncle Master, be merciful."
Minghui patted him on the shoulder and said quietly: "Now that you have entered the world, be a good husband to others, a good father to your children, and do your duty well. It is also a kind of practice."
When Wuyou heard this, his eyes turned red and he was speechless. He followed quietly into the Buddhist hall.
He placed the tea leaves and cakes in his hands on the table and sighed helplessly.
Looking at the Bodhisattva on the Buddhist altar, he said unwillingly: "If my junior uncle is here, who dares to harm my senior brother?"
Upon hearing this, Ming Hui shook his head with a wry smile, looked at the Bodhisattva on the Buddhist altar and said, "You are thinking about it so much that there must be repercussions?"
Wuyou was stunned, looked at the Bodhisattva on the Buddhist altar and asked, "Uncle Master, are you practicing Zen with your disciples?"
Minghui reached out and lit the stove on the table, thought for a while and said, "Your junior uncle is back, he is at Xuantian Temple..."
"Little uncle..."
When Wuyou heard this, he sat up with a cry and wanted to rush to the Buddhist altar hall.
Minghui stretched out her hand to hold him and said quietly: "He just came back, don't disturb him... When he stays there for a while, he will naturally come back to the temple to see me."
When Wuyou heard this, he had no choice but to sit back on his chair, look up to the sky and cry bitterly: "I've been looking forward to it every day and thinking about it every night, but I didn't expect that my junior uncle is finally back!"
Minghui nodded, looked at him and said, "Don't rush this matter. We'll wait until he returns to the temple."
Wuyou pinched the corner of his sleeve to wipe the tears from his face, and nodded solemnly: "Everything depends on Uncle Master. I have to tell Xiaohua and Feiyan the news."
The corners of Minghui's mouth moved, but the joy and sorrow on her face could not be seen.
He stretched out his hand to pour some tea for Wuyou, thought for a while and said, "There is a certain destiny, so don't dwell too much on things that have passed."
"When my junior uncle comes back, he must have something of his own...unintentional things that I can't hide even if I want to."
Minghui sighed, picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.
Wuyou finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this, and seemed to have let go of a heavy burden.
Putting down the tea cup in his hand, he wiped the tears from his face and said, "Uncle, don't worry, I won't go to Xuantian Temple to disturb little uncle's practice."
Minghui reached out to hold Wuyou's shoulders and said with a smile: "Now that he has returned to Fangcun Mountain, all problems are no longer a problem."
The agarwood in the incense burner on the Buddhist altar was burning quietly, and a dark fragrance that penetrated the three realms spread in the Buddhist hall.
The Bodhisattva sitting quietly on the Buddhist platform frowned slightly, as if he was lowering his eyebrows in compassion for the deceased, and seemed to be glaring at the vajra for all the evil desires in the world.
My disciples have returned. Those evil people, are you ready?
…
Standing on the large square in the cave, the torch in Li Xiuyuan's hand lit up the night pearl on the cave wall. Xiao Hei lay on Li Xiuyuan's shoulder, looking at the huge dragon skeleton in front of him, and was stunned for a moment.
Li Xiuyuan didn't mean to rush him, but slowly came to the edge of the cold pool and sat down.
Pointing to the keel in front of him, he said, "Go talk to him."
Xiao Hei nodded, flapped his wings and flew onto the back of the dragon bone. He lowered his head and looked at the dragon bone that was glowing with stars. He was speechless for a long time.
After a while, two big drops of tears fell down his feathers and landed on the keel.
So, while Li Xiuyuan was stunned, the huge keel in front of him fell down with a crash and turned into ashes instantly.
Thousands of phosphorescent lights were like stars in the dark night, rising into the air and turning into a dragon, spinning around Xiao Hei and Li Xiuyuan.
Li Xiuyuan, who fell to the ground, sighed softly, held a flower in his left hand, smiled, and quietly recited the rebirth mantra in his mouth.
"Namo Amitabha Night, Duotagadu Night..."
For a time, thousands of Buddha lights rose behind him, and together with the phosphorescent light in the air, they gathered into a golden lotus that slowly rotated in the square.
It wasn't until half the time of burning the incense and the Buddha's light disappeared that the dragon transformed by the phosphorescence turned around and slowly flew out of the cave.
Opening his eyes, Li Xiuyuan gently recalled Xiao Hei, stroked his feathers, and shed two lines of tears.
Be careful that in order to practice the seventh-level mental method of the formless body, Xiao Hei was almost completely refined.
Fortunately, after his ascension, the opportunity of the academy allowed him to go to the wilderness. After meeting Long Qingfeng, Xiao Hei completely left him.
After staying in the Dragon Transformation Pond for a month and traveling to the Dragon Continent, he finally transformed into a Dragon.
Later, because he secretly drank the divine spring in the Divine Dragon Valley, he and himself washed away the divine dragon's body on the Thousand Miles of River Styx.
Xiao Hei also seemed to remember some past events in his past life. He lay in Li Xiuyuan's arms and sobbed softly.
It wasn't until the two returned to the cave to light a fire and Li Xiuyuan cooked a pot of meat porridge that Xiao Hei stopped crying.
Looking at Li Xiuyuan, he asked: "It turns out that Xiao Hei was here back then. It turns out that Xiao Hei has known his brother for a long time..."
Li Xiuyuan served him a bowl of porridge and said with a smile: "There is one more thing you have forgotten. I was anxious to break through and almost refined you."
Xiao Hei jumped up on the stone table, looked into the bowl, thought for a while and replied, "That's okay, then Xiao Hei will never leave his brother."
"You idiot, you're talking nonsense!"
Li Xiuyuan made a bowl of porridge for himself, took a sip and said with a smile: "We have a long road ahead. Don't be anxious. Follow me and you can see more scenery."
Xiao Hei nodded, looked up at the sky and said, "Xiao Hei seems to have stayed here before. At that time, he had a younger sister, and..."
Li Xiuyuan laughed when he heard it: "In the past, you could call her sister, but from now on, you have to call her sister Mumu. You are Xiaohei after rebirth."
"Yes, Xiao Hei will be the ancient divine bird from now on."
Xiao Hei put away his sad thoughts, looked up to the sky and roared, and finally felt much more comfortable.
He turned and looked at Li Xiuyuan and said: "Xiao Hei will go to find Sister Mu Mu in the future, and conquer the heavens with his brother, and travel across the stars and the sea."
"You idiot, stay with An Xin and me in this world for a few decades. After I complete my own practice, I can think about the future."
Li Xiuyuan shook his head and thought to himself, who said that three things cannot be achieved?
As for Xiao Hei's story, it was told to the old Taoist priests and monks above the nine heavens. I'm afraid they never expected that the final story would turn out like this.
Because of his adventure and lack of ability, he was unable to refine the immortal dragon soul in the cave.
Due to the changes in the sky and the earth, the immortal dragon soul hidden in his divine sea turned into a three-legged golden crow.
The god of fate gave them a big surprise.
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