Speaking of this, Murong Lingyu covered her chest, as if an iron arrow was deeply embedded in it, with a look of pain on her face.
The moon in the sky quietly shone on her face, and also on Po Meng's face.
Murong Lingyu's face was full of longing and sadness. The girl who bloomed like a flower had not yet started her happy life.
Then he was shot down by Wuhua from Mount Xumi into the abyss in the secret realm.
Po Meng was even more angry and incredulous. He never expected that the young man who cultivated Buddhism on Mount Xumi would turn into a demon.
It seems even scarier than it was back then!
Silently, Po Meng made another spiritual tea.
Looking at Murong Lingyu, he sighed and said, "I may go to Tianluo City in fifty or even a hundred years... Is there anything you want me to do?"
There is no need for Murong Lingyu to talk about revenge. He and Master Wuhua are the result of a fight to the death.
The only thing he could do now was to bring a message to his parents for this poor guy.
Murong Lingyu looked at Po Meng in front of her with a sad smile on her face: "Although I am dead, I still miss my parents at home..."
Having said this, he quietly placed a ring wrapped in a silk scarf in front of Po Meng.
He said quietly: "If senior goes to Tianluo City, please go to the Murong family in Tianluo City and give this to my parents. They are called..."
After saying that, he took out the wooden box that condensed the power of Buddhism from the space ring, and said with a wry smile: "I don't know if this elixir is an elixir. Please bring it to my parents, senior."
Po Meng looked at her and sighed, then she just reached out and picked up the fragment of the jade dish from the wooden box, and put it in front of the oil lamp to look at it.
While muttering to himself: "Master, is this what the disciple is looking for..."
Before he could finish his words, a "Buzz!" sound was heard.
While Murong Lingyu was stunned, the fragment of the jade dish held in Po Meng's hand turned into a golden light, flew into his body with a whoosh, and flew into the divine sea.
Stunned, Murong Lingyu looked at Li Xiuyuan and asked, "Senior, what on earth is going on?"
Po Meng sighed, looked at her and smiled bitterly: "These are the fragments of my master scattered in the sky. I can't explain it to you clearly..."
"For this reason, I owe you a huge favor...I will definitely help you bring your things and I will never let you down."
Murong Lingyu nodded and said with a wry smile: "When I got this fragment, I looked at it for a long time, but she ignored me. It turns out that she belongs to my senior."
Po Meng looked at her and nodded, looking into the void and asked: "Senior, are you free? Can you come up and have a cup of spiritual tea? If I have anything to ask..."
Murong Lingyu was stunned, and thought to herself, what kind of god could Po Meng be called "senior"?
Just as Po Meng sighed and Murong Lingyu exclaimed, a breeze blew from the Wangchuan Bridge.
Qingfeng's old friend is still the same, but Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva from under the abyss turned into Qingfeng and came to the two of them.
Po Meng sighed, stood up, clasped her hands and saluted: "I bothered Bodhisattva late at night, but it's because of this poor person in front of me, and because I brewed a jar of spiritual wine for you..."
Jizo sat down in front of the two of them and replied calmly: "Are you forcing me to respond to my requests?"
Shaking his head, Li Xiuyuan replied sternly: "No, it's just that this junior is greedy. He glanced at Miss Lingyu's jade plate and never thought that it would actually get into my body."
Ksitigarbha also replied seriously: "That thing belongs to your master. Even if it is given to me, it is just a fragment and has no use at all."
Only then did Li Xiuyuan introduce to Murong Lingyu: "This is the Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva under the abyss. The Bodhisattva's true body is enshrined in the Jinguang Temple in Tianluo City."
Murong Lingyu was startled, quickly stood up and saluted Ksitigarbha, and said with a sad expression on her face: "The little Bodhisattva was harmed by an adulterer, you have to redress my grievances on my behalf!"
When Po Meng saw it, she could only sigh and said: "The Bodhisattva can control the abyss, but not the human world."
Ksitigarbha laughed when he heard this: "It's good that you know. Don't bother me all the time if you have nothing to do in the future."
After saying that, while Murong Lingyu was stunned, she gently tore off the beeswax from the elixir wrapped in beeswax in the wooden box.
He handed Murong Lingyu a small pill that shone with golden light.
He said quietly: "It is said that it would take decades, or even hundreds of years, for this thing to be found by this guy, but I didn't expect you to go to that place."
Murong Lingyu was also startled, looked at Ksitigarbha and asked: "Bodhisattva, a common girl is about to enter reincarnation. Wouldn't it be a waste to eat this magical elixir? Why don't you give it to my parents?"
Ksitigarbha shook his head, looked at her and replied: "No, there is a volume of Buddhist scriptures in your divine sea... You just came from the abyss under the secret realm to another abyss..."
Po Meng nodded thoughtfully and asked: "So, wouldn't she have become an unwanted person in the three realms like my teacher?"
"That's not true. How many sights have you seen in the vast world?"
Ji Zang smiled faintly, looked at him and replied: "Would you like to invite your master to explain the truth to you? So that I can teach you to understand the mysteries of the heavens?"
After speaking, he shook his head, looked at Murong Lingyu and said, "Swallow this spiritual pill first, otherwise how will you practice with the Buddhist scriptures in the sea of gods?"
It just so happened that Po Meng's new spiritual tea exuded a faint fragrance.
The spiritual tea slowly fell into the cup that Meng Po gave to the two of them. In Murong Lingyu's eyes, it seemed as if the river water was falling into the abyss.
And I am the tea leaf spinning constantly in the cup.
He sighed softly, but he didn't expect that the elixir would eventually belong to him.
He stretched out his slender hands and swallowed the elixir into his mouth, but his eyes were filled with confusion and a hint of hope.
A cup of spiritual tea turns into the most magical elixir in the world, a magical elixir that has been hidden in the Buddhist temple with divine paintings for thousands of years.
In the end, he was swallowed by the girl from Tianluo City.
Po Meng saw a golden light gushing out from Murong Lingyu's body and couldn't help but shake her head.
He said with emotion: "This is a great opportunity. No wonder that guy Wuhua didn't hesitate to shoot you in front of my sister."
Ksitigarbha took a sip of the spiritual tea in front of him and said, "That opportunity does not belong to him. Even if he entered the Buddhist temple, he would not be able to get this jade plate."
When Po Meng heard this, she suddenly understood a lot of truth.
Seeing Ksitigarbha waving his hand, a golden light disappeared into Murong Lingyu's body, but it was the Bodhisattva who used the power of compassion to refine the magical elixir for Shaohua.
Seeing that the aura on Murong Lingyu's body was getting stronger and stronger, Po Meng thought for a while and said: "Bodhisattva, I planted some spiritual tea in the Tang Dynasty. It should be possible to pick it in the spring..."
Ksitigarbha laughed: "You won't invite me to the Tang Dynasty, will you?"
Po Meng waved her hand: "It's up to you. When I go back this time, the apricot blossoms all over the mountains and fields will bloom. When I return to the snow mountains, I have to brew some spiritual wine..."
Ksitigarbha laughed: "That is a spiritual tea watered with snow water... No, that is a unique spiritual tea in the sky and on earth that condenses the power of time..."
Before he could finish speaking, black clouds rolled in the River of Forgetfulness, and the crescent moon in the sky disappeared somewhere.
The breath of Murong Lingyu sitting on the bridge was revealed. Ji Zang shook his head and said to Po Meng: "Wait a moment, I will be back soon."
After saying that, a breeze blew up and took away Murong Lingyu in front of him.
Po Meng was stunned, picked up the ring on the table and said with a wry smile: "So, where did you come from as a monster?"
No matter how smart he was, he never thought that before he returned to Tianyu City, someone had already started a cause-and-effect dispute with Princess Wuhua.
Judging from the fact that Ksitigarbha has never interfered with the affairs of the human world, I am afraid that this matter will eventually involve Jiuyou again.
Holding a cup of spiritual tea, looking at the rolling calamity clouds in the night sky, I saw a golden calamity thunder falling on the River of Forgetfulness not long after.
I couldn't help but sigh, thinking to myself, I got a big deal.
Unexpectedly, the jade plate that had not appeared for a long time actually fell into Murong Lingyu's hands.
Fortunately, this guy has a fierce temper and would rather die than bow to Wuhua.
No, it was probably the blackened Wuhua who frightened Murong Lingyu. Otherwise, given her relationship with Luo Feiyan, she might have changed hands and thrown away the incomprehensible jade disc fragments to Wuhua.
Looking at the calamity thunders one after another in the sky, Meng Po could not help but take a deep breath.
He murmured to himself: "Wuhua, Wuhua, you brought it upon yourself, no wonder I am ruthless."
"Who is guilty again?"
Just as he was sighing, the eldest sister Meng Po walked up the Wangchuan Bridge step by step and looked at Li Xiuyuan who had transformed back in the blink of an eye and waved.
Asked: "Can you live in peace? Who are you trying to scare to death in the middle of the night?"
Li Xiuyuan shook his head with her and said with a wry smile: "You can't blame me for this. You can ask the Bodhisattva when he comes back later."
"Don't fool me. Even if the Bodhisattva wants to escape the tribulation, he will not come to my river of forgetfulness."
After speaking, he sat in front of Li Xiuyuan, picked up a cup, and waited to drink tea. Li Xiuyuan quickly picked up the teapot and slowly poured the spirit tea into her cup.
Po Meng took a sip of the spiritual tea, frowned and asked, "Tell me, who was the woman who was robbed that day?"
"If I tell you that she has nothing to do with me, would you believe it or not?"
Li Xiuyuan shook his head and said: "I only had a one-time relationship with her... This matter must start from the Shura battlefield. At that time, I didn't even know her name."
Thinking about that time when I was still half asleep by the Yanyu Lake, I accompanied my husband and Mu Mu to the Xia Mansion, but I didn't even meet the emperor and the empress.
Then the master whipped up a whirlwind and took him away.
At this point, Li Xiuyuan couldn't help shouting: "In her eyes, I'm just the bitch that eldest sister knew back then."
After hearing this story, Po Meng couldn't help but sigh quietly,
Asked: "That playboy, is he the guy you are going to face in the future? It doesn't seem that scary, right?"
Li Xiuyuan shook his head and whispered: "I was never afraid of him back then. What I feared was his master, the old monk on Mount Sumeru."
Po Meng pointed to the colorful divine light falling in the sky and said with a smile: "Don't you like to say that if you have a lot of debt, you won't have to worry about it? Pay it off slowly in the future."
Li Xiuyuan looked at her and replied speechlessly: "The Bodhisattva said that he only cares about the abyss and not the human world. Sister, you would say that you only care about the Forgotten River and not the Mount Sumeru."
Feeling angry and miserable, he thought that the guys he knew were more powerful than the last.
But when they really encounter trouble, none of these guys can help themselves. To put it bluntly, it has nothing to do with whether they do or not.
She took a sip of spiritual tea and complained: "Sister, think about it, where should I put you? Could it be that you should be placed on the altar and served with three sticks of fragrance every day?"
Mrs. Meng was so angry that she reached out to pick up his ears and cursed: "Did this burst of thunder make you bolder, and you dared to tell eldest sister crooked truths."
Li Xiuyuan sighed: "I just think about the cause and effect in the future, and I feel angry."
"Didn't your master tell you that it is better to seek help from others than from yourself?"
This voice was Ksitigarbha's teachings. At some point, Murong Lingyu followed Ksitigarbha and stood behind Li Xiuyuan.
Looking at Murong Lingyu, who had reached the third level of combined cultivation, Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but said with envy: "Right now, I guess you are even more powerful than that guy Wuhua."
Murong Lingyu looked at him and frowned and asked, "Who are you?"
