"who I am?"
Li Xiuyuan waved his hand and transformed into the appearance of the elder sister in front of him. He looked at her and smiled: "When I stand here, this is what you see."
After speaking, he pointed at Po Meng who was facing him and smiled: "When the eldest sister comes, I will be myself."
After saying that, he returned to his original appearance.
Murong Lingyu still didn't understand, looked at Li Xiuyuan and shook her head.
Li Xiuyuan thought for a while and had to say: "With four machines, Yuanyangzhi wants to fly together... That year, I accompanied my sister by the Yanyu Lake in Tianluo City."
In shock, Murong Lingyu looked at him and was speechless for a moment.
Po Meng added some spiritual tea to Ksitigarbha's cup and asked, "How come Bodhisattva has time to come to Wo Wangchuan to drink tea?"
Ksitigarbha replied: "Firstly, it's your brother calling me, and secondly, this girl is in trouble. It just so happens that these two things are related to me."
Murong Lingyu exclaimed: "Are you the guy who won the spirit stone and then suddenly disappeared? How many years have passed, why haven't you grown up yet?"
Li Xiuyuan did not answer her immediately, but looked at Ksitigarbha and asked: "Bodhisattva, can this guy return to Tianluo City again?"
In his opinion, if Murong Lingyu does not enter reincarnation, there is still a chance to return to his home.
Ji Zang shook his head and looked at Li and said seriously: "When she fell into the abyss, she no longer belonged to that small world."
Li Xiuyuan nodded and replied to Murong Lingyu: "I will bring your things for you, but it really has to wait for many years. I still have many things to face."
After saying that, he took out a space ring and handed it to her, and said with a faint smile: "Since you are not reincarnated, this little thought can be regarded as a gift from me."
Murong Lingyu didn't come back to her senses for a while, Ji Zang looked at her and smiled: "You don't have to be polite to him."
Po Meng also said: "My brother will definitely help you do whatever he promises you."
Murong Lingyu then put away the space ring in front of her.
Looking at Li Xiuyuan, he sighed: "I heard later that you and Princess Wutong of Tianluo City were originally a couple, but I didn't expect that she would marry Wuhua in the end..."
Li Xiuyuan shook his head, looked at her and said seriously: "Wuhua and I have an inexplicable cause and effect. Even if it weren't for you, their master and disciple would one day come to trouble me."
"Why?" Murong Lingyu asked in disbelief.
In her opinion, since Princess Wutong has married Wuhua, it means that she has no relationship with the young man in front of her.
However, she secretly felt that Princess Wutong was not worth it.
Not to mention that the boy back then didn't grow up, he was incarnated as Po Meng to guard Wangchuan. The fact that he could be friends with Ksitigarbha was something that Wu Hua couldn't match.
Not to mention, Wuhua is now possessed.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but remind: "Be careful when you see Wuhua in the future. He has a terrifying evil spirit. Even the red dragon can't resist the sword transformed by that evil spirit..."
Po Meng glanced at Ksitigarbha and asked, "Is that evil spirit so terrifying?"
Ji Zang picked up the cup in front of him and took a sip of the spiritual tea.
He smiled faintly and said: "Ask him, it's not like he has never been possessed by demons. In my eyes, there is no difference between him and demons."
When Murong Lingyu heard this, she was so frightened that she was speechless while holding a cup of spiritual tea.
If the Li Xiuyuan in front of him was also a demon, that would be terrible.
Li Xiuyuan couldn't help laughing when he saw her expression, and asked: "Tell me, what Buddhist scriptures are in your divine sea? I'm curious, who do you want to learn Buddhism from?"
Murong Lingyu shook her head, looked at him and replied sheepishly: "I don't seem to be able to open it now."
Li Xiuyuan had no choice but to look at Ksitigarbha who was smiling and saying nothing, which meant that the Bodhisattva should speak quickly.
Ksitigarbha looked at him and smiled and said: "Is it possible that she followed you to the Tang Dynasty to study Buddhism? Well, I will tell you what the Buddhist scripture is. It seems that she is somewhat destined to you."
Li Xiuyuan was dumbfounded when he heard this and said with a smile: "Since it is mine, why would it fly into her divine sea again?"
"This is the Nirvana Sutra. Go back and ask the old monk to pass this sutra on to you."
Ksitigarbha sighed and said: "Originally, you have cultivated the body of Nirvana in Buddhism, and the best Buddhist scripture is the Nirvana Sutra, but you never thought that under such a mistake..."
Li Xiuyuan suddenly realized what he said, looked at Ksitigarbha and smiled bitterly: "It's true, my God..."
After speaking, he looked at Murong Lingyu and explained: "As far as Buddhism is concerned, you are still a blank piece of paper, let alone the difference between Buddha and demon. Don't be anxious, take your time, you have plenty of time."
As he was speaking, Murong Lingyu looked at him and was so frightened that he could not speak.
Mrs. Meng stretched out her hand and hugged Li Xiuyuan tightly, with a look of extreme reluctance on her face.
He whispered softly: "Brother, where is your time? How much time do you have?"
Without saying a word, the Buddha's light flourished on the Wangchuan Bridge for a moment, and then the golden light filled the sky, like the gods and Buddhas from the nine heavens descending.
Looking at Li Xiuyuan's appearance, Ksitigarbha couldn't help but clasping his hands together and praising: "May the Buddha and the monks be brave and diligent."
But at the moment, Li Xiuyuan saw the jade disc fragment in the divine sea, flying towards the jade disc that was shining with thousands of golden lights and merged with many fragments.
At the moment when the fragments were integrated together, the entire Divine Sea, no, the entire Wangchuan Bridge was shining with golden light.
A huge golden lotus rose from the Forgotten River and shot straight into the sky.
Sighing, Li Xiuyuan took Granny Meng's hand and murmured: "Sister, I have to leave. Say goodbye to Xiao Ling'er and the teacher for me. We will meet again someday..."
Before he finished speaking, the golden light above the River of Forgetfulness was getting thicker and thicker, and the last beam of light shot up into the sky from bottom to top.
When Murong Lingyu was stunned, Li Xiuyuan disappeared in front of her.
In the dream, little Ling'er turned over and murmured in the dream: "Brother, I will accompany little Ling'er to play in the mountains tomorrow."
Po Meng looked at Ksitigarbha with a bitter smile and said: "Look, this guy leaves as soon as he says... The hour has already passed. Do you want to follow me to get your jar of spiritual wine?"
Ksitigarbha clasped his hands together and recited a few verses while looking at the beam of light rising gradually into the sky.
Then he sighed and said: "This brother of mine... naturally wants to go..."
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It is said that when Murong Lingyu was shot into the abyss by Wuhua's arrow, a whirlwind suddenly blew in the mountains.
In just an instant, the group of people was blown up into the sky.
After a while, Luo Hanyan and others shouted and screamed, and everyone lost consciousness in an instant.
When they woke up, they were back in the mountains where they met the wolves.
The flesh of the dead wolf demon on the ground had long been eaten away by the wild beasts in the mountains, leaving only the bones on the ground. The sight of the three women, Luo Hanyan, was shocking.
Looking at the gloomy Wuhua in front of her, Luo Hanyan couldn't help but ask: "Brother, why are you shooting Ling'er with an arrow? She has already fallen into the abyss, and you still won't let her go."
Wuhua looked at her and sighed, then replied: "While you were refining the dragon soul, she went to the main hall at the back and was penetrated by a demonic energy. She is no longer your good sister..."
Shangguan Xiaotian and Chen Xiaowen exchanged glances without saying a word. Perhaps in their eyes, they could only talk about this matter after returning home.
Wang Yunfei looked at Shangguan Shanshan and Meng Zhenzhen and sighed.
He said quietly: "It's true, the last thing Ling'er called was a person's name..."
Luo Hanyan looked at her brother in front of her and did not ask any more questions. Instead, she looked at Wang Yunfei and said, "Go and see, is the entrance to the secret realm still there?"
Uneasy, she thought about letting the Murong family go into the secret realm again to find the whereabouts of Murong Lingyu after returning home.
Wang Yunfei heard the words and flew behind him, but within a moment he screamed: "Are we in the wrong place?"
Luo Hanyan was stunned, and immediately chased after him with Meng Zhenzhen.
The group of people walked around for a long time, but found that the stone gate they came from had disappeared in front of their eyes. There was only a mountain forest here, and then there was the stone cliff.
Shangguan Shanshan said quietly: "Perhaps that secret realm can only be opened once, and then it will disappear."
Wuhua looked at a group of subordinates and said calmly: "Then go back to Tianluo City."
Luo Hanyan glanced at his brother and couldn't say another word.
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Above the Forgotten River, in Huangquan Village.
On this day, Mrs. Meng did not go to Lingshan to collect medicine. Instead, she slept at home and did not get up until after midnight.
After Li Xiuyuan left Wangchuan last night, she sat on the bridge with Ji Zang and Murong Lingyu for a while. The three of them cooked two courses of tea and chatted for half an hour.
Regarding Li Xiuyuan, Po Meng did not talk much to Murong Lingyu.
He just told her some insignificant things. The only thing he emphasized was that no one knew the time when Li Xiuyuan returned to Tianluo City.
Fortunately, Murong Lingyu's parents are both monks in the Fusion Realm. Even if they wait for hundreds of years, it is only a matter of a wave of hands.
When Sanzang left with Murong Lingyu, he didn't even take the spirit wine. He said he would keep it for half a year and come back to ask for tea in winter.
Po Meng, who got up late, couldn't help but sigh quietly when she looked at Xiao Ling'er who was guarding the living room.
Said: "An unexpected thing happened last night. Your brother turned into a god and left me."
Long Potian, who was sitting in a daze, jumped up when he heard this: "How could he do it? I, Long Potian, haven't become an immortal yet?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Ling'er burst into tears: "Brother, why didn't he say goodbye to Xiao Ling'er?"
Po Meng took her little hand and complained: "It's all because of you guys who are too sleepy. I haven't seen anything like this for a long time. The entire Wangchuan Bridge turned golden and the sky lit up..."
"Even the sky in Huangquan Village is golden. It's no different from flying up in the daytime. It's a pity that you two are like pigs in a dream. You can't blame him, he can't help it..."
After spending a while, Po Meng told some of what happened last night.
Looking at Xiao Ling'er, he consoled him: "He came here in a hurry. After settling in with his teacher, he has fulfilled his wish and will leave at any time..."
Xiao Ling'er sighed: "I know, but I still feel very uncomfortable."
"Why are you feeling so uncomfortable? Go over quickly and ask your teacher to play the piano. I won't be collecting herbs today. I'll eat some porridge and lie down for a while. I was startled by him in the middle of the night."
Po Meng smiled lightly and said, "You have only experienced it a few times. He is like this every time. I have long been used to it."
Thinking of the way Li Xiuyuan walked onto the Wangchuan Bridge for the first time, Po Meng couldn't help but look at the two of them and shook her head: "In this world, I am the only precious brother like me."
Little Ling'er thought about it and had no choice but to settle down.
Before she awakens the memory of her past life, she may have no choice but to stay here and practice with peace of mind.
He glanced at Long Potian and shouted: "Long Potian, if you don't go and write, the teacher will come over and scold you."
When Long Potian heard this, he screamed and ran out.
Po Meng looked at Xiao Ling'er and said, "By the way, I have to thank you two, otherwise my life alone would be as lonely as snow."
Little Ling'er felt soft, took her hand and said, "When Little Ling'er gets older, he will learn from his elder brother and help the elder sister to fight the wind and rain for decades on the bridge."
Po Meng laughed: "That's not an easy task. I can't even figure it out now. Why did he agree to stand on the bridge for a hundred years?"
"Why is my brother so stupid?" Xiao Ling'er asked.
"He's not stupid."
Speaking of this, a tear fell from the corner of Meng Po's eyes.
Thinking about the young man who was on the Wangchuan Bridge that year, in order to preserve the memory of his mother in his previous life, he was willing to stand on the Wangchuan Bridge for a hundred years...
Looking at Xiao Ling'er, he said faintly: "He lost his memory back then, and for his mother... he stood on this bridge for a hundred years."
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