At the foot of Mount Xumi, in the Apricot Blossom Valley.
The tribulation thunder in the mountains not far away rang out for half an hour, like rolling spring thunder, which shocked everyone and shook their hearts.
Li Hongxiu looked at her husband and asked: "This Xiaoqing just passed through Nirvana and passed through a tribulation. Is it so scary? How long has it been?"
The husband glanced at her and replied calmly: "This is breaking through the realm and then reaching nirvana. It is a double thunder disaster. It is not simple."
While he was talking, footsteps sounded under the terrace. Before Li Hongxiu could poke his head out, the old Taoist priest Shi Shiran had already walked up.
Looking at the couple, he said: "We all have our own destiny, so don't envy others. If you are worried about her, why not think about your own cultivation."
When Li Xiuxiu saw this, he quickly poured a cup of spiritual tea for the old Taoist priest, and said with a faint smile: "Is it possible that this little green Nirvana surprised the senior?"
"if not?"
The old Taoist priest took a cup of spiritual tea and took a sip: "After all, it was my disciple who saved her in the mountains of Shura Heaven."
"If I don't take good care of her, wouldn't I have a headache every day if that guy comes to settle the score with me?"
The old Taoist priest sighed and said: "On the contrary, Mu Mu and Nangong, these two little girls, it's just that Nirvana takes so long, it's really troublesome."
The husband laughed when he heard this: "Maybe Ye'er is also in Nirvana. He and Mu Mu are on the verge of death."
The old Taoist priest shook his head, looked at the calamity clouds gradually dispersing in the sky, thought for a while and replied: "His nirvana is early, so he will take Xiao Hei to another place."
The gentleman was stunned when he heard this and blurted out: "Did the place change again?"
"if not?"
The old Taoist priest watched the colorful divine lights falling from the sky and laughed loudly: "He and Xiao Hei just went to see the changes in the world there. It's natural to leave after seeing enough."
The three of them chatted and chatted. Before they could wait for a quarter of an hour, Xiaobai, who was guarding Xiaoqing through the calamity, ran down the mountain like lightning.
He flew up to the terrace and looked at the old Taoist priest and exclaimed: "Senior, why is my little sister Xiaoqing missing? What should I do now?"
The gentleman was shocked, what's going on? Didn't he successfully overcome the tribulation and fall into divine light?
Xiaobai spread his hands: "Even if the divine light disappears, sister Xiaoqing also disappears, leaving only a feather. Now Xiaoqing has to beat me to death."
The Xiaoqing Xiaoqing was talking about was Tantai Xiaoqing from the Shura Heaven Realm.
Xiaoqing, who has not yet found her godfather and husband, disappears in front of Xiaobai after going through the tribulation today.
Fortunately, he saw the old Taoist priest from a distance, and then flew down the mountain to ask for help.
The old Taoist priest thought for a while, looked at the place where the seven-colored divine light disappeared in the sky, shook his head and said: "Don't say it, I will tell you when the time comes."
Li Hongxiu became anxious when he heard this, and asked nervously: "Senior, is Xiaoqing ascending and returning? Or has he failed to escape the tribulation?"
Shaking his head, the old Taoist priest said softly: "No, this is her life and her calamity. It is up to you to overcome the calamity."
The husband nodded thoughtfully and asked in a solemn voice: "Can senior help her avoid this disaster?"
"cannot."
The old Taoist priest looked at Xiaobai and said, "Just like every time your brother encounters a disaster, he will only find a way by himself and never trouble me, the master."
Xiaobai frowned and asked, "Is it possible that sister Xiaoqing went to find her brother?"
The old Taoist priest glared at him and replied: "That's what you said. You are so capable, why don't you become a god?" After speaking, he pointed at the sky and laughed.
Xiaobai chuckled: "As long as sister Xiaoqing is still alive, I won't be scolded."
Shaking his head, the old Taoist priest sighed: "If it weren't for the fact that you are my disciple's relatives, I really don't want to go through this situation. It's not like I don't have wine."
Li Hongxiu suddenly realized, looked at the old Taoist priest and said with a smile: "It turns out that senior is afraid that we will be sad. No, I have to cook two dishes and treat senior to two drinks."
While they were talking, Song Tianyu, who was wearing a red dress, came out, looked at the old Taoist priest and asked, "Senior, where did that guy Li Xiuyuan go?"
The old Taoist priest looked at Song Tianyu and shook his head, and said with a wry smile: "My disciple is still alone now. Yu Zhutian asked, have you found three wives as a gentleman..."
"You can't go where he goes, so don't ask too much. He will naturally come back to reunite with you when the time comes."
"Remember: it is better to ask for others than to ask for yourself. My disciple has given you all the opportunities he can give you. If you can't break through the limitations of this world, you might as well die headlong."
After speaking, he took out a jar of wine and placed it in front of the husband. He said quietly: "Remember, you can only drink two glasses per person. If you drink more, it's useless. Don't ask me for it. I don't have any more."
Song Tianyu was shocked: "This is the spiritual wine brewed by Li Xiuyuan? Can Mu Mu and Yu'er drink it?"
"This is not poison, they can drink it of course."
The old Taoist priest lowered his voice when he saw his husband, and said seriously: "We only have this vat, don't waste it, you can share it among the people in the valley, this is not spiritual wine."
If it's not close, the old Taoist priest will tell you about the divine wine.
The husband sighed, gently stroked the wine jar, and said with emotion: "It has only been a few years, and Ye'er can now be my husband."
"You'd better tell him this yourself." The old Taoist priest smiled and said, "Even if he flies into the sky, he is still my disciple."
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Time has no end, a moment becomes eternity.
This is the Buddha's talk and the Bodhisattva's visit, and it is also about Li Xiuyuan and Xiao Hei who traveled through the long river of time.
After leaving the imperial palace of Da Qin, after drifting on the long river for a long time, I finally turned around and returned to the snow-capped mountains of the past.
The difference is that a Xilin Zen Temple had been built under the snow-capped mountains back then, and it became a holy place for Buddhism.
For more than a hundred years, the incense has not faded.
Since the previous dynasties and the current emperors have gone to the mountain to worship Buddha, rebuilt ancient temples, reshaped the golden bodies of Buddhas, and turned the peaks under the snow-capped mountains into a Buddhist holy place.
At this time, Li Xiuyuan was staring at everything in front of him in a daze.
Xiao Hei didn't care and asked him for a sip of spiritual wine to sober himself up.
Li Xiuyuan looked at Xiao Hei and smiled bitterly: "I once vowed never to go to the top of the snow mountain again, but I didn't expect that God would let me do it again."
After speaking, he reached out and gently wiped away the thousand-year-old ice in front of him, revealing the black rock inside. With the heat on his hand, a line of words on the rock gradually appeared in front of Xiao Hei.
Xiao Hei exclaimed: "My brother established this back then. Have I seen this guy?"
Li Xiuyuan took out the dried meat that had been stored for an unknown period of time and placed it in front of the stone tablet. He poured three more cups of spirit wine on top of the stone tablet, one for himself and one for Xiao Hei.
It wasn't until he drank a glass of spirit wine that he sighed and said, "He is my close friend. Zhang Liang has met him, but neither Shuzi nor you have met him."
Xiao Hei murmured: "The Yan people are leaving? Is this guy from Dayan?"
"Yes, he is Gao Jianli, the Dayan piano master who died in my arms. I carried him to the top of this snow-capped mountain and buried him here."
Pointing to the bottom of the mountain, Li Xiuyuan smiled bitterly and said: "I originally thought this place would be a cold and lonely place, but I didn't expect that a Buddhist temple was built at the bottom of the mountain."
The story about Gao Jianli was a pain in Li Xiuyuan's heart. Even though many years had passed, he still didn't want to mention it in front of Xiao Hei.
So I changed the topic.
Xiao Hei nodded and said with a smile: "I don't know how long we have been here. I don't know if Sister Shuzi and the Master are still at the foot of the mountain. Our home should still be there, right?"
"I don't know either. It seems I can only inquire after we get down from the mountain."
What makes Li Xiuyuan incredible is that before, he and Xiao Hei traveled through the starry sky from a black hole and came to a different world.
This time it was better, the two of them seemed to be sitting there and forgetting. Like sleeping on the top of a snow-capped mountain for decades? Or hundreds of years? When he came back again, he looked at the vague imperial city in the distance at the foot of the mountain, feeling a little confused.
Is the imperial city in front of me still the same imperial city it was back then?
If it was really what Li Xiuyuan thought, the two of them might have traveled through time for nearly six hundred years, and everything that happened back then might have changed.
Thinking of this, Li Xiuyuan was speechless for a moment.
After drinking two glasses of wine with Xiao Hei and eating some dried meat, they said goodbye to their old friend who was sleeping on the top of the snow mountain and headed down the mountain.
It's time to leave, but when I come back I can smell the faint fragrance of flowers in the mountains, obviously spring is not over yet.
Thinking of this, Li Xiuyuan finally felt better.
Looking at the imperial city under the clouds, he smiled faintly: "If the courtyard at No. 47 is still there, if the apricot tree is still alive, we can still eat spring apricots."
Xiao Hei chuckled: "Don't be afraid, the yard is gone. Let's go to the market to buy it. We'll have a big meal when we get back later."
"It's a long way down the mountain. We're afraid we'll be delayed in the mountains for a few days. It won't be as fast as you think."
When he came back today, Li Xiuyuan was no longer embarrassed to ask his master to clear a path for him so that he could quickly go down the mountain, so he had no choice but to wander around the mountain with Xiao Hei.
He even spent the night in a cave, but fortunately Xiao Hei didn't care at all.
In spring, everything on the snow-capped mountains is novel to Xiao Hei.
Six hundred years have passed since the Great Qin of those days.
This year is the second year of Wucheng, the 19th day of the fourth month of the lunar calendar, and tomorrow is the anniversary of the "Api Tan Ba Ganda Lun".
Not long after the Qingming Festival, devotees of Xilin Temple came from all over the country. Every floor of the pagoda on the mountain was filled with Buddhist lanterns, waiting for the festival to arrive in five days.
After walking in the mountains for three days, Li Xiuyuan finally took Xiao Hei to the Xilin Temple on a detour. He hadn't seen the Buddha for a long time, and he wanted to see the Buddhas in this world.
The two brothers were talking about traveling, and soon they arrived at the pagoda forest on the mountain behind the Buddhist temple.
Unlike the believers worshiping Buddha on the mountain, there are more people in black in the mountains today. Within a hundred feet, there will be people in black standing in the dark, as if they are protecting their masters.
Xiao Hei followed Li Xiuyuan and seemed quiet. After watching the Luohan Hall and the Buddhas of the Three Worlds, he also looked at several Heavenly King Halls, and finally followed his brother to the Buddhist hall under the bell tower, Ksitigarbha.
Li Xiuyuan looked at the familiar yet unfamiliar Bodhisattva in front of him, took out two futons and put them together, placed them in the corner of the Buddhist hall, and smiled with Xiao Hei.
"I'm going to teach you a scroll here. You need to sleep for a while. When you wake up, we can go home together."
Xiao Hei nodded and said with a smile: "I'm just sleepy. Xiao Hei will sleep for a while and wait for his brother." After saying that, he lay down quietly on the futon and started snoring after a while.
Li Xiuyuan burned incense and sat in front of the Buddha. Feeling something in his heart, he quietly recited the Ksitigarbha Sutra.
...Bai Qi Buddha said: From a long time ago, I was guided by the Buddha and gained incredible power and great wisdom.
For a moment, the whole world became quiet, and only sandalwood filled the entire Buddhist hall. Li Xiuyuan recited the scriptures quietly and calmly.
Ksitigarbha on the Buddhist altar opened his eyes in an instant, looking at this Buddha wandering in the world of heavens, looking forward to meeting again one day on the River of Forgetfulness.
Li Xiuyuan, who fell down on the futon, had already forgotten where he was, and every verse had already been imprinted in his flesh and blood.
He just closed his eyes slightly, holding flowers in one hand, like the incarnation of Buddha, and scriptures kept coming out of his mouth.
An unknown amount of time had passed. After reciting half a volume of Buddhist scriptures, Li Xiuyuan opened his eyes and saw a young man of less than thirty years sitting beside him.
The man was wearing a long yellow gown and was looking at himself in a daze with a smile.
Li Xiuyuan was about to ask, but he found that the man's hall was darkened, and a sinister aura lingered around him, and he couldn't help but frown slightly.
He asked softly: "Where are you from, sir?"
