Just when the two were about to quarrel, Po Meng's voice came from the living room: "Since you're back, let's come in and have tea. Why are you arguing?"
After hearing this, Li Xiuyuan realized that the guy in front of him was Qingluan who had returned from the tribulation in the back mountain.
Thinking that something was wrong, he couldn't help but reach out and touch her face, while shouting: "That's not right, isn't Qingluan the same age as my sister? How come she looks like this?"
In Li Xiuyuan's eyes, Qingluan in front of him was clearly less than ten years old. He was two years younger than he was after his Nirvana, and almost the same as Mu Mu after his Nirvana.
Qingluan was even more incredible. He grabbed Li Xiuyuan's little hand, looked at Po Meng and asked, "Sister, where did you pick up this little guy?"
"Whether you two are finished or not, isn't it just nirvana? Do you want to come together to make me angry?" Po Meng was angry.
Li Xiuyuan shook his head: "I won't be angry with my sister. Otherwise, I will go pick flowers tomorrow. If my sister does it, I will help. Take advantage of the good spring."
Hearing this, Qingluan screamed in shock: "Li Xiuyuan, you have become like this, and you still let my eldest sister die, you monster."
Po Meng sighed and chuckled: "It's a pity that you have been in Nirvana for too long this time, and you didn't see this guy lying in the lotus lantern, floating from the Wangchuan River."
Speaking of this, Mrs. Meng couldn't help but look at Li Xiuyuan and said with a smile: "Did you know that you were the size of a finger at that time, and it made me feel sad just to see you..."
This was the first time Li Xiuyuan heard Po Meng talk about this matter. He shook his head and said to himself: "This is impossible. I no longer have the memory of that time."
Po Meng shook her head: "From the time you floated from the river to the time you fell from the cradle, it is equivalent to your memory from one to three years old, and the God of Destiny will not let you keep the memory of these three years."
When Qingluan heard this, he took a deep breath, touched Li Xiuyuan's head and said with a smile: "It's incredible, you were reborn, and you are even more ruthless than me."
"Absolutely. From the time I picked him up from the river to today, it's been more than two months. I said, brother, you have a good eye for things, right?"
While Po Meng was pouring tea, she asked, "Did you bring any treasures for us this time?"
Li Xiuyuan smiled bitterly and said, "Isn't this considered a rebirth? I'm still in a cave in the desert. What treasures can there be in such a desolate place?"
Qingluan was stunned, pointed outside the house and smiled bitterly: "Spring will be over in a blink of an eye, where can we pick apricot flowers?"
Po Meng thought for a while and smiled lightly: "What I want is spiritual wine, not apricot flowers. I will prepare the materials tomorrow. As for flowers, just pick a branch."
Li Xiuyuan didn't care. With his current condition, he could only stand there and talk, and the two women in front of him had to do it if he had the strength.
But he never expected that after two days of washing rice, steaming it and mixing it with distiller's yeast, Po Meng actually put an unknown flower in it.
Qingluan was stunned and blurted out: "Sister, what kind of flower is this?"
Li Xiuyuan shook his head and sighed: "This flower, can this flower suppress the smell of strong liquor?"
In his opinion, there were almost five jars of spiritual wine brewed in front of him. How could one flower solve the problem?
Mrs. Meng was too lazy to pay attention to the two of them, and spent another two days working until the wine jars were piled under the eaves. Then she smiled with satisfaction.
Looking at Li Xiuyuan, he said: "This wine is also a unique spiritual wine in heaven and earth. You will know about it later."
Li Xiuyuan was not an idiot, and when Po Meng wasn't paying attention, he stuffed the remaining jars of Hua'er's spiritual wine into his own space ring.
Like a greedy child hiding candy, even though he has never been a big fan of drinking.
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Just when Li Xiuyuan thought he had arrived at Wangchuan, given his current situation, the days passed like water, and when the time came to return to the Desert Grottoes.
After Nirvana, Qingluan finally did something careless.
It turned out that Qingluan, after Nirvana, regained the girl's mind overnight. It was about to clear the Qingming Festival, so he bought a few fireworks in the village and took Li Xiuyuan to set them off on the Wangchuan Bridge.
Li Xiuyuan said he would go at night, but Qingluan said he was afraid of scaring the guys crossing the bridge at night.
So the two of them made a plan and sneaked out of the courtyard while Po Meng was sleeping and headed towards the river.
The Qingluan in front of him wants to find the happy time in Wangchuan that he never enjoyed when he was a boy.
After the age of six, Li Xiuyuan never enjoyed these happy times at all, because he was already practicing swordsmanship on Tianshan Mountain at the age of six.
When the two came to the bridge, it was a bright spring day, and even a gust of wind carried a faint fragrance of flowers.
Li Xiuyuan smiled and said: "Qingluan, you are so brave. If you get into trouble later, my sister will definitely scold you to death."
Qingluan glared at him and shouted: "Looking at your appearance, you were not so courageous before. From now on, you will call me sister. Well, I am the second sister."
Xiao Xiuyuan shook his head: "Who knows who is older, you or me? Ask eldest sister later."
"Then do you want to set off a firework for fun?" Qingluan handed him two firework, took out the firework and lit one.
There was just a whooshing sound, and the fireworks shot up into the sky, blooming into a brilliant bouquet of fireworks in the sky over the Wangchuan River. Li Xiuyuan was stunned and speechless.
Little did he know that the fireworks in his hand were accidentally ignited by the firework in Qingluan's hand...
Following the sound of "Whoosh!", the firework failed to fly into the sky, but rushed towards the Wangchuan River.
Just hearing the sound of "Boom!", the fireworks that did not fly into the sky exploded beside the Wangchuan River. There were no gorgeous flowers, but they blasted a small crater into the rocks on the river bank.
Qingluan curled his lips and said with a smile: "You are so good, you can't even set off fireworks..."
Before she could finish her voice, a vortex began to spin in the calm Wangchuan River, getting bigger and faster.
Just as the two people screamed, a terrifying shadow rose from the Wangchuan River.
Qingluan patted Li Xiuyuan's little hand and murmured: "What the hell is this?"
Li Xiuyuan looked up at the scary guy in front of him, thought for a moment and said, "Don't be afraid, it's just a big snake."
The shadow rising into the sky gradually appeared, looking at the two of them, he said coldly: "I am a dragon, not a snake. I didn't expect you to open the magic circle by the river for me!"
Li Xiuyuan replied coldly: "You have been beaten to the bottom of the Wangchuan River, and you dare to escape privately. There is no hiding place for you in these nine heavens and ten places."
Qingluan turned to look at the side and shouted: "Go home quickly and call eldest sister here, you can't help here!"
After saying that, he took out an iron sword with a clang, pointed at the dragon in front of him and said, "I have killed countless dragons. Let me kill you again today."
Qingluan also knew that the two of them might not be able to defeat the guy in front of him, so he ducked and ran under the bridge.
After thinking for a while, he shouted back: "Wait for me, I will bring my eldest sister to rescue you soon."
"Go quickly, I will kill this demonic dragon!" Li Xiuyuan shouted coldly.
The last body of the dragon in the Wangchuan River was still trapped in the formation at the bottom of the river and could not escape.
In desperation, the dragon wanted to cut off its tail and escape.
Jiaolong knew that he could not break through the constraints of the formation under Wangchuan River. In desperation, he didn't even want the tail, because he was afraid that if he didn't stay for long, someone would come to deal with him.
He had been trapped at the bottom of the river for who knows how many years. He had had enough and it would rather die than escape.
The sky is high enough for birds to fly, and the sea is wide enough for dragons to leap.
On the Wangchuan Bridge.
"Shua!" With a sound, Li Xiuyuan pointed his sword at the dragon in mid-air. A sword light bloomed in the night sky, like a bolt of lightning, slashing at the dragon.
The dragon wants to devour the human in front of him. But he felt that his whole body was curling up uncontrollably.
The sword energy that Li Xiuyuan slashed was like petals in the wind. It seemed weak and weak, but it was like countless sharp swords, spinning around the dragon and trapping it firmly in the river.
The bone marrow in Jiaolong's body, which was harder than steel, was actually injured by these sword flowers, which made him furious for a moment.
In the midst of the love struggle, the dragon roared angrily, spiraled upwards in its roar, and got rid of the sword flowers wrapped around his body one by one.
Seen from a distance, the dragon is trapped by tiny sword flowers, and the dragon in mid-air is trying its best to fly away the petals of the flowers wrapped around it.
The sword struck by Li Xiuyuan could only delay the dragon's escape, but it could not pose a fatal threat to him.
After one strike, he himself was in danger.
At this time, Qingluan had already run to the entrance of the village. In a short while, he would be able to return home and bring Po Meng to rescue Li Xiuyuan.
She knew that she couldn't compete with this dragon, because her and Li Xiuyuan's cultivation levels had not fully recovered, and they were afraid it would take several years to regain their previous skills.
The only way is for the eldest sister to go there in person. Maybe there is a way to rescue Li Xiuyuan and destroy the demon dragon from the bottom of the river.
"Cut the snow with one sword!" Li Xiuyuan roared and slashed at the demonic dragon with one sword.
Under this sword, even a crack will appear in the void on Tianshan Mountain, let alone this hateful dragon in front of him.
The dragon couldn't avoid it. He glanced coldly at the long sword and raised his right claw to fight the sword!
Cut the snow with one sword!
With a ding, there was a harsh sound in the air!
Unsurprisingly, the long sword in Li Xiuyuan's hand was knocked away by the dragon. He forgot that he was only a six-year-old child at the moment. How could he be the opponent of the demon dragon at the bottom of the Wangchuan River?
The dragon waved its claws and laughed loudly: "A little ant wants to kill me with a sword? It really makes me laugh to death!"
But at this moment, Li Xiuyuan, who was sitting on the Wangchuan Bridge, was glowing with golden light, and Buddha light spread around him.
The corners of his mouth moved slightly and he slowly recited Buddhist scriptures:
The tiny dust particles in the mountains and rocks, counted one by one, form a Ganges River.
One sand in the Ganges, one boundary in one sand; within one boundary.
One dust is one calamity, and within one calamity, all the accumulated dust is enough for one calamity.
For a moment, the sound of chanting was heard all over the Wangchuan River, and countless golden scriptures flew in the air towards the Wangchuan Bridge.
A faint golden light appeared next to Li Xiuyuan who fell on the bridge.
From a distance, it looked like a divine Buddha from the Nine Heavens had appeared on the Forgotten River, and golden light shone for a moment.
"Wow!" The dragon roared!
After waiting for countless years to finally get out of trouble today, how could he let Li Xiuyuan ruin his good deeds?
Even if the gods and Buddhas above the nine heavens come, he will fight hard and leave this place!
Suddenly, the golden light on the Wangchuan Bridge was like a rising sun, and thousands of golden lights rushed into the sky.
Jiaolong's cold eyes ignored all the golden light. He looked up to the sky and yelled: "With your ant-like little guy, you want to drag me out of here?"
Li Xiuyuan ignored it and continued to recite the Buddhist scriptures on the bridge.
The Buddha's light in the sky is still shining brightly.
Li Xiuyuan also ignored the dragon in mid-air, he was also waiting! Waiting for Qingluan to come with his eldest sister!
Even if you are a god and Buddha who has traveled beyond the three realms, I will swallow you up today!
"Woo!" sounded!
The dragon on the Wangchuan Bridge suddenly more than doubled in size. The dragon opened its bloody mouth, jumped from the air, and swallowed the gods and Buddhas who fell on the bridge!
"Boom!" There was an earth-shaking loud noise, and a golden lightning in the sky struck the Wangchuan River.
The Wangchuan River, which was protected by numerous magic formations, seemed to be split open by a huge golden sword. In an instant, a huge vortex appeared, swallowing the dragon with a roar.
