After Jue'er left, it was another spring.
Wang Yi and Ye Xiaoqian, who were already in the middle stage of Nascent Soul cultivation, could not sit still.
In terms of age in the world, one of them is almost eighty and the other is almost seventy, but they still look the same as when they fought against Jin Wuming during the Mid-Autumn Festival that year.
Although Wang Yi didn't care, Ye Xiaoqian was a little panicked because she wanted to be a mother.
However, Li Xiuyuan had no experience in this area. After some discussion with Wang, they could only let the two of them go to Penglai to find Jin Wuming, Qin Xiangyu and others.
After all, Cha Murong Shuyu and Qin Xiangyu both had children and had experience in this area.
Taking out a space ring, Li Xiu handed it to Wang Yi and taught him how to use it.
Seeing Ye Xiaoqian scream in surprise, she smiled and said, "This baby must be kept by me."
Li Xiuyuan smiled: "Put the money you paid at the inn here, and then go to the market to buy more things you need. There is enough room here."
Wang nodded and bowed deeply: "From now on, Hongchen Inn will be handed over to you, sir. I have already given instructions for the current manager."
Li Xiuyuan poured three glasses of spiritual wine and sighed: "The mountains are high and the road is far, I wish you a safe journey."
Ye Xiaoqian picked up the spirit wine, thought about it and asked, "Sir, do you want to bring something for Xiaobao and Xiaoyue'er?"
Li Xiuyuan took out a box of Hanmei Lingcha that had just been fried, and said quietly: "Just use this box of Lingmei to wish them a happy marriage for a hundred years. .”
With a wave of his hand, Wang Yi and Ye Xiaoqian were sent away with three glasses of spirit wine.
Now Li Xiuyuan has become a real loner.
Li Xiuyuan waved his hand and closed the magic circle on the mountain path until the two people's backs were no longer visible, thinking that the apricot trees on this mountain would grow old and no more apricots would be planted in the future.
Sitting on the carriage returning to the city, Ye Xiaoqian sighed: "Husband, once we leave, you will be the only one left here."
Wang thought about it and replied: "Sir, you have to go to the temple to practice, so how can you have time to pay attention to us?"
Ye Xiaoqian murmured to herself: "I never expected that a god like Mr. would go to Yuhua Temple to practice."
Wang Yi corrected him: "Sir, you are here to see Master Tripitaka's Buddhist scriptures. I met you in front of Tripitaka's Buddhist hall."
The couple talked softly all the way, leaving Li Xiuyuan on the mountain above the clouds and mist.
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Talk about gods, envy gods, people say there are gods in the world.
It is said that the spring five years ago was also a season when warblers were flying and grass was growing. Xiao Hei and Xiao Jin, who had been sent to the Shenzhou School by the old Taoist priests to learn poetry and prose, returned to the mountains.
After the little dark horse turned into a dragon, he was already a young man, while the little goldfish turned into a man and a woman, and looked really enviable.
Under the green pear tree, Xiao Hei asked the old Taoist priest about his brother's whereabouts.
The old Taoist priest pointed at the old monk in front of him and said, "Your grandfather, a monk, has been to the Tang Dynasty. Your brother is in the world now. I'm afraid he won't come back until a hundred years have passed."
Xiao Jin frowned slightly and shouted, "Xiao Jin hasn't seen my brother for many years. I want to go and play with him."
Xiao Hei immediately added: "Xiao Hei also wants to see what kind of world the Tang Dynasty is. I can let my brother stay there for hundreds of years and still not want to leave."
The old Taoist priest shook his head, looked at the old monk and said, "Is there anything you can do?"
The old monk sighed, touched Xiao Hei's head and said with a smile: "You have grown up too quickly and have not experienced the joys and sorrows of the world. Unless you are willing to put down your cultivation..."
The old Taoist priest was stunned for a moment, then nodded thoughtfully.
Xiao Jin was startled, looked at the two old men and asked, "Senior, aren't you thinking about Xiao Jin and Xiao Hei's lives?"
The old Taoist priest laughed and said, "If you are afraid, just go to school honestly, or stay in the mountains to practice with that girl Mingzhu."
[In view of the general environment,
Xiao Hei thought about it
Thinking about it, my heart skipped a beat, and I looked at the old monk and asked, "Senior, what do you want Xiao Hei to do?"
The old monk smiled faintly: "Go to the Tang Dynasty, be reincarnated as a human being, and then you will naturally meet your brother..."
Xiao Hei frowned when he heard this: "If Xiao Hei is reincarnated, wouldn't he lose all his memories? Who is his brother?"
"You idiot!"
The old Taoist priest sighed and said, "The purpose of reincarnating you is not just to meet your brother, but to refine your heart and learn how to be a human being."
Without waiting for Xiao Hei to reply, Xiao Jin laughed and said, "Xiao Jin is willing to go to the Tang Dynasty and go to the human world to find his brother."
Xiao Hei thought for a long time, but could not find a reason for the old Taoist priest and old monk to harm him.
So he asked carefully: "Senior, can Xiao Jin and I come back here again?"
The old monk thought for a while, looked at the old Taoist priest and asked tentatively: "Maybe when Li Xiuyuan leaves, he will take you two with him."
The old Taoist priest got a little angry and knocked Xiao Hei on the head: "What kind of person is my disciple? How could he know an idiot like you?"
Xiao Hei chuckled, raised his neck and said, "As long as I can get back here, Xiao Hei will fight for this level of cultivation. The worst he can do is to cultivate it all over again."
The old Taoist priest then smiled with satisfaction, waved his hand and an iron sword sank into Xiao Hei's divine sea.
He said, "When you grow up, this sword will accompany you throughout the world." After saying that, he glanced at the old monk and said, "The time is just right, let this guy get out of here, I'm annoyed just by looking at him."
The old monk couldn't help laughing when he heard this. He rolled up a golden light and Xiao Hei disappeared in front of the three of them.
In the void, Xiao Hei's unwilling voice came: "Senior, you are unreasonable."
Xiao Jin was startled and asked cautiously: "Senior, when should I go find Xiao Hei?"
Lao Shang shook his head and sighed: "After reincarnation, he should be Xiaobai... Your time has not yet come, so wait a few more years."
The old Taoist priest clapped his hands and said with a proud smile: "I'm afraid my precious disciple wouldn't expect us to give him a surprise, right?"
A strange smile appeared on the old monk's face: "In this world, only a master like you would deceive his disciples like this."
Xiao Jin chuckled: "Now Xiao Jin can also see his big brother?"
The old Taoist priest thought for a while, looked at her with a wry smile and said, "I hope you will come back to the mountain one day. Don't hate this old monk and follow me."
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On February 18, 1971, a chubby boy was born to a family named Li in Suiye City.
Back then, Li Xiuyuan accompanied Monk Sanzang to the ancient domain, and the boy he was looking for in Suishun Ancient City was not born until a full hundred years later.
And this year was the year when the Queen of the Tang Dynasty ruled the world with the Great Zhou Dynasty.
This year, Li Xiuyuan also went to Yuhua Temple to read the "Maharaprajna Sutra" that Sanzang had taken out from Tianzhu. Sanzang didn't know that the old monk and the old Taoist had arranged this encounter.
It wasn't until a few years later that he realized that the person in front of him was the fool who disappeared under Tagg Snow Mountain in Xuanwu Continent.
The Tang Dynasty was a different story.
In the blink of an eye, on December 16, 706, Li Xiuyuan, dressed in black, came to the Qianling Mausoleum where he was buried together with Duo'er and Gaozong, who had died a year ago.
Looking at the majestic stone tablet in front of me, it is engraved with words of praise for the Great Sage Queen Zetian.
I couldn't help but sigh again and again. Even though I knew that there was just a piece of talisman buried here, I still couldn't help but curse.
"Sister, it's not that I don't want to take care of you in your ridiculous life, it's that I can't take care of you; you have endured countless hardships and done countless evil things, and there are people in this world who will not allow you to be reduced to ashes..."
"Even if you practice Buddhism for the rest of your life, even if you build that world-famous giant Buddha in Longmen, you can't erase the evil you have done."
"You are obviously a middle-aged woman, but you still want to imitate the emperor in this world.
I wish I could bring all the beautiful men in the world into the palace. "
"You're already dead, why would you put up a sign here?"
After lighting the incense candle and burning the yellow paper, Li Xiuyuan poured three glasses of spiritual wine and placed them next to the stone tablet in front of the tomb while cursing.
Jue'er has followed the old man to the Dragon Continent, but what he is scolding here is still the Queen Mother who remains in the hearts of the world.
After drinking two glasses of spiritual wine, Li Xiuyuan waved and left.
After walking three feet, I still couldn't understand my hatred. I saw him waving his hands like lightning, and instantly turned around with a bamboo sword and slashed at him.
Silent flowers drifted in the spring breeze, a golden light and a flame flashed from the stone tablet engraved with words of praise, and suddenly there was a sky full of stone powder floating in the wind.
The sword was put away, and a sentence came in the wind: "Success or failure, let future generations comment."
Not long after, Emperor Li Xian came to pay homage to his father and mother.
The palace maid in front of her looked at the scene in front of her and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Your Majesty, look, there is not a single word on the stone tablet of the Queen Mother."
The emperor looked at the unburnt incense candles on the ground, thinking about his mother's legendary life, and couldn't help but sigh.
He smiled bitterly and said, "That's fine. Let future generations judge the merits of success or failure."
Not to mention whether it is God's will or man-made, anyone who can erase thousands of words of inscriptions with a wave of his hand must be a man of God.
Even the emperor gave up the idea of carving the inscription again. From then on, the legendary empress of the Tang Dynasty and Emperor Wu of the Zhou Dynasty became the emperor.
The stone tablet in the Qianling Mausoleum became a wordless tablet that amazed future generations.
Another four years passed, in 710, Li Xiuyuan handed over the management of the inn to the current innkeeper, left Chang'an for the time being, and entered Sichuan all the way to Qinglian Township in Brazil County.
So far, there is no more legend of Lantian Villa in Chang'an, and even the Meteor Sword King Yi has completely lost news.
Everything is like running water, and the water passes without leaving a trace.
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Changlong County, Brazil County.
There is a beef noodle restaurant in the back street, which is also an old restaurant in the city. Ever since Gou'er's mother married Gou'er's father, she has been making a living by opening a noodle shop here.
Fast forward ten years, and the family makes a living from the noodle shop, for no other reason than to keep the family together and live happily even if their life is like running water.
It's past Shenshi today, and usually at this time, Mr. Wu would close the stall.
Unexpectedly, a middle-aged guest came. Mrs. Wu did not dare to neglect the guest. While adding a piece of firewood to the stove, she stepped forward and asked, "Sir, do you want some noodles?"
It was just a matter of a piece of firewood, and the soup in the pot would not start boiling again. Seeing that the business was about to close, Mrs. Wu was naturally happy.
"Looks like you're about to close now. I'm causing trouble for you."
After the middle-aged man thanked him lightly, he said, "Cook two bowls of beef noodles, and fry two eggs and put them on top."
Mrs. Wu laughed when she heard this: "Sir, you are really good at eating. I didn't plan to sell the remaining beef. I wanted to keep it for myself for dinner. My beef noodles are the best."
The middle-aged man smiled and waved to the door: "Come in and have a bowl of noodles, I'll treat you."
When Mrs. Wu heard this, she looked outside the store with the middle-aged man's eyes.
I saw a thin figure gradually walking not far away from the shop. Before entering the shop, Mrs. Wu screamed: "Li Bai, why don't you go home?"
I saw a young man with bloodstained face walking in. A gust of spring breeze blew by and made him tremble a little. Either the wind was too cold or the injuries on his body were too painful.
The middle-aged man was shocked when he heard Wu's greeting, and then looked at the young man in front of him and laughed.
The smile on his face was brighter than the peach blossoms on the street. The person he hadn't seen after traveling thousands of miles back then sat in front of him unexpectedly.
The middle-aged man pointed to the stool in front of the table and smiled: "Sit down and eat some noodles. Your name is Li Bai?"
