This time, Li Xiuyuan explained for a long time, but Wuliang just didn't believe it.
In his opinion, the brother in front of him was about to die soon, so how could he look like he had survived the tribulation?
He even took Li Xiuyuan's hand and said, "Why don't you, brother, come back to the desert with me and let the old monk Huiming think of a solution together?"
An angry Li Xiuyuan took his hand and cursed: "Wuliang, all your Buddhist teachings have been in vain. I finally let Sanzang teach you how to see the world with your heart."
Wuliang was stunned for a moment, then said: "Brother, you won't lie to Wuliang, right? You are the only relative I have."
Wuliang would never have the slightest doubt about Li Xiuyuan's words, otherwise he would have died in that 800-mile desert that year.
Li Xiuyuan sighed and said calmly: "Some accidents happened before you came, so I am about to come after half of the catastrophe is over."
After spending a while, Li Xiuyuan told Wu Liang Xiao Yue'er's trouble.
Finally, she looked at him and said, "Wuliang, you are my brother, and Xiaoyue'er is my goddaughter, the daughter of the owner of the Hongchen Inn. If this happens to you, what should I do?"
He didn't ask Wuliang whether he would save people or not, but whether Wuliang should save people.
Wuliang was speechless upon hearing this. He understood his importance in his brother's heart.
Otherwise, I would not have taken myself all the way to the desert, nor would I have convinced myself to go to the world to see sentient beings and experience the joys and sorrows of the world.
However, looking at Li Xiuyuan's appearance, Wuliang was still sad.
After a long time, he tried to ask: "How many years will it take for my brother to overcome the tribulation this time? How about... Wuliang can stay with me on the mountain?"
Brother, I will go to the desert after my brother has finished his tribulation. "
"I don't know either."
Li Xiuyuan sighed, because he didn't know how many years he spent in Tianshan.
Because the later master did not tell him that he spent several years in the cave, because not long after he escaped from the tribulation, the old Taoist left Tianshan with Mu Mu and Nangong Ruyu.
What Ksitigarbha meant was that it would be worthwhile to spend ten or even twenty years to overcome this small tribulation of the five declines of gods and humans.
After all, Wuxin did not survive such a disaster back then.
After much deliberation, only Master Nalan Ruoyu from the Xuanwu Continent, with the help of the female saint, can overcome her saint's calamity, and can he overcome this calamity of the five declines of heaven and human beings.
Wu Liang went to the kitchen to cook the ingredients he brought from the mountain, and opened a jar of wine he brought back from Tianzhu.
He looked at Li Xiuyuan and said with a smile: "This wine is not as strong as my brother's, but it comes from Tianzhu. It has a different taste. Please give it a try."
Li Xiuyuan took a shallow sip, with a smile on his face.
He sighed and smiled: "Wuliang, you are my last concern in this world. I am really happy to be able to wait for your return."
After speaking, he held Wuliang's hand and began to comprehend quietly.
It wasn't until a long time passed that he murmured to himself: "You will live here these days, and I will help you cross the threshold. In this way, after you have practiced hard in the desert for a hundred years, you will definitely see the hope of ascension."
Wuliang was startled when he heard this, and held his hand and smiled: "Brother, is Wuliang too greedy?"
Practicing Buddhism immeasurably, I am afraid that if I am not careful, I will fall into greed, anger and ignorance again.
"Wuliang, you are different from Sanzang. You also
Understand the principle of swimming against the current. "
Li Xiuyuan sighed and said: "You are right to devote yourself to Buddha, and there is nothing wrong to devote yourself to cultivation. There is nothing wrong with the three poisons of greed, anger and ignorance."
Wuliang nodded and took a sip of wine.
After thinking about it, Li Xiuyuan said again: "After you overcome the tribulation, and when I start to overcome the tribulation, you can go back to the desert to practice. You can't help me with my affairs."
Wuliang thought for a moment and asked, "If even I leave, who will take care of my brother?"
"I will seal these two stone houses together with the path up the mountain. After ten years of tribulation, I will seal them for ten years. Even you can't come in. I can't be disturbed."
Li Xiuyuan took another breath and smiled: "It's a pity that Li Bai didn't come. If I hadn't introduced him to you, I would have turned into an alcoholic by now."
He didn't know whether Li Yueyuan had become an alcoholic, but Li Bai was definitely an alcoholic.
Li Xiuyuan never expected that due to a strange combination of circumstances, Li Bai's love of drinking would be somewhat inescapable from him.
"Who is Li Bai?" Wuliang asked.
Li Xiuyuan smiled and said, "Li Bai, he is a student who has not become a disciple."
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The Qingming Festival has not yet arrived, and the spring rain is heavy.
After drinking three glasses of spiritual wine and eating a bowl of spiritual soup, Jin Wuliang was alone, holding a magic talisman in his hand, and headed deep into the snow-capped mountains.
Li Xiuyuan lay under the eaves, pillowed on a mountain of spring scenery, smelling the fragrance of flowers in the wind, and heard thunder rumbling in his ears for an entire hour.
Just as he expected, Jin Wuliang, who had been practicing for many years, finally passed the ninth level of distraction with his help on the fifth day after returning to Chang'an.
It is a bit closer to the realm of my great uncle back then.
If Wuliang goes to the big
If you practice cultivation in Desert Grottoes, you may be able to see the hope of ascension within a hundred years.
Compared with Xiaobao and Xiaoyue'er, Wuliang's cultivation is incomparable to the two.
Because Wuliang suffered a lot, he not only practiced Buddhism in Tianzhu, but also entered the mortal world to marry a wife and have children, becoming a real mortal for once.
Perhaps Wuliang was the most suitable person to practice in the Tang Dynasty.
When the thick night fog dissipates, I lie quietly under the roof and watch the spring breeze, and quietly watch the continuous spring rain on the snow-capped mountains.
Not long after, Wuliang came from the mountain after overcoming the tribulation and glanced at his brother who still had his eyes closed.
I went to the back of the house to get a hoe, loosened the tea garden behind the house, and shoveled the weeds in the two vegetable fields.
It wasn't until he started pruning the purple bamboo around the stone house that Li Xiuyuan slowly opened his eyes.
The spring rain in the sky is still continuing, but it is much smaller. It falls softly from the sky, pattering like a sigh.
Wuliang finished his work and went behind the house to wash off the mud on his feet, changed into another piece of clothing, and wiped the rain off his face.
I went to the kitchen to cook a pot of vegetable porridge and put the pot on the table under the eaves.
Looking at Li Xiuyuan, he chuckled and said, "Brother, my cultivation level is almost the same as that of my great uncle back then. Now I have reached the second level of transcending tribulation."
Stretching out his hand, Ren Chunyu fell on his palm.
Li Xiuyuan looked at the pruned purple bamboo garden and said with a smile: "This way, I can be lazy for another ten years. Congratulations to you."
He didn't even pay attention to whether the seven-colored divine light fell from the sky last night, because Wuliang held the talisman he had written in his hand.
Under the calamity, Wuliang also knew very well that he would never be able to
To be able to be someone like my brother.
However, at least Wuliang is very happy now. At least he has surpassed the old monk's cultivation level back then, and is not much different from his great uncle.
And my uncle is a great monk who has been practicing for hundreds of years!
Quietly watching the spring rain in front of him, Li Xiuyuan let Wuliang help him stand up, picked up the porridge on the table, and smiled knowingly.
The saplings at the foot of the mountain finally grew into towering trees. It was really not easy.
After all, even Sanzang couldn't survive in this world, so he had to burn a fire of Nirvana early and go to the Buddhist Kingdom.
Unexpectedly, this young monk who accompanied Sanzang through the 800-mile desert would end up walking back and forth in the Buddhist kingdom on earth.
The two of them watched the pot of porridge quietly without saying anything else.
The young monk had been silent since he was a child under the teachings of the old monk. Even when he later married a wife in Sravasti, he still followed the principles taught to him by his master.
It wasn't until Wuliang removed the bowls and chopsticks on the table and Li Xiuyuan boiled a pot of water that the two of them felt at ease.
Li Xiuyuan looked at him and asked, "It must be hard for you to marry a wife and become a mortal in a Buddhist country, right?" He had never experienced this himself, but Wuliang was ahead of him.
Wuliang nodded and said with a smile: "Compared to practicing at the foot of the mountain with the master back then, it's not bitter at all."
Li Xiuyuan nodded. Everyone has their own sufferings, but for someone like Wuliang who has experienced countless sufferings, it doesn't seem so bitter.
With a sigh, Li Xiuyuan continued: "It seems that the journey to Tianzhu when you accompanied Sanzang was the most difficult."
Wuliang shook his head
, while making tea, he replied: "Brother accompanied us through the most difficult and painful place, and the road behind it will not be so difficult."
This was the truth, and Li Xiuyuan also believed that Wuliang would not lie to him.
After all, it was very difficult for Sanzang to even get out of seclusion at that time, let alone face various life and death tests.
Sighing again and again, Li Xiuyuan touched his infinitely long black hair and said quietly: "You have heard the Tao and have broken through to reach this level of cultivation. I am very happy."
In fact, what he wanted to say was that whether it was Buddhism or practice, he couldn't do much to help Wu Li.
Wuliang thought for a while, but didn't make any more requests.
Being able to break through to such a level of cultivation overnight was something he never dared to dream of when he was a child.
Uncle Shi went to Tianshan Mountain and never returned to the grotto. Maybe like the master, he practiced to the extreme state of this world, and then transcended tribulations and ascended.
After being dumbfounded for a long time, he looked at Li Xiuyuan and started to laugh.
Said: "If there is no mistake, the master and his uncle should have ascended and left the Tang Dynasty."
Li Xiuyuan nodded and replied quietly: "Your uncle has been practicing in the desert grotto for a long time. He followed Monk Huiming and should have heard the Tao a long time ago."
"And your master later gave up his attachment to being the abbot and went to work as an old monk sweeping the floors in Yuhua Temple. He even learned the Tao from the Buddhist scriptures brought back by Sanzang..."
At this point, Li Xiuyuan laughed, looked at him and said, "Wuliang, you have lived in the Buddhist country for so many years, and you don't need me to tell you anything about Buddhism."
Wuliang sighed, looked at the rain and fog in the sky, and murmured: "Wuliang is waiting for my brother to survive the catastrophe."
After that, leave again... But, can we meet again? "
Wuliang thought that his brother should understand what he meant.
After my brother has passed through the tribulation, I am afraid that it will not be long before he ascends to the same level as his master and great uncle. I am afraid that it will be a hundred years before the two of them see each other again.
"You're not reincarnated, so what are you afraid of?"
Li Xiuyuan looked at him and said softly: "When we are born in this world, we should always have some hope in our hearts, so that practice will not seem too painful or tiring."
"As long as your master does not enter reincarnation, your master will naturally meet again one day, not to mention you and my brother. You are my brother..."
Li Xiuyuan now feels a little regretful, regretting that he didn't forge more spiritual swords back then.
Even if he had bought a few spiritual swords from the Jade Qiong Pavilion in Tianyu City back then, he would have had a gift worth remembering when he parted ways with Wuliang.
After much thought, I realized that some of my treasures were imprisoned by my master.
I'm afraid that if this person makes a request, the old Taoist priest won't agree to it, and he won't be able to get over it in this world.
Thinking of this, he had no choice but to take a space ring. He still had a few of these, and now he could give them to Wuliang.
Holding Wuliang's hand, he gently taught him how to use it.
Finally he smiled and said: "There are some gold coins and some spiritual stones in here... Remember, you can't use those spiritual stones now. We'll talk about it after you ascend."
Wuliang was stunned and speechless for a moment. Sure enough, his brother was a god in the upper world. Otherwise, how could the spiritual stone that only existed in the upper world appear in the human world of the Tang Dynasty?
Just when I was worried about gains and losses, and felt sad for my brother who was about to grow old.
The bamboo fence sounded, and someone pushed it away from the outside.
A red oil-paper umbrella opens up a world, like a small sunny sky on a snow-capped mountain.
Under the umbrella, a woman wearing a blue silk skirt, with dark eyebrows, and shoulder-length hair appeared in front of Li Xiuyuan...
