In the dead of night, just after midnight, Xiaoqian, who had disappeared for two days, opened the door of Ning Caichen's room again.

Ning Caichen was stunned, looked at him and asked, "Why are you here again? Hero Yan from the south room is in the room today."

Xiaoqian changed into a white dress today. She was obviously in a bad mood and frowned slightly, which made people feel pity at first sight.

Looking at Ning Caichen who was sitting in front of the window reading, he said: "The little girl's name is Nie Xiaoqian. She died of illness at the age of eighteen and was buried next to this temple. Unfortunately, she was threatened by monsters and forced me to stay here because of her appearance.

people......"

"This is not what I want. There is no harm to anyone in the temple right now. Those ghosts are likely to come to kill you."

Ning Caichen was horrified when he heard it. It was the first time in his life that he had heard of such a shocking thing, and he couldn't repost it for a while.

After thinking about his past, Nie Xiaoqian asked Xiaoqian to think of ways to help him escape. Nie Xiaoqian said quietly: "You go and live with Yan Chixia in Mianwu. Only his house is free from disasters."

Ning Caichen asked: "Why don't you try to confuse Yan Chixia?"

Xiaoqian timidly replied: "He is a cultivator, and the demons and monsters in the world dare not approach him!"

Ning Caichen asked again: "How do you confuse others?"

Nie Xiaoqian sighed and replied: "Those who are close to us only need to... do this. When they pass out, the ghosts in the mountains will come to suck their blood...

..."

"Sometimes, I use gold ingots to seduce them, but they are actually the bones of Rakshasa ghosts... Both of these methods are the consequences of people's greed for money and lust..."

Ning Caichen sighed and said, "Even if people in the world are greedy for money and lustful, you can't kill people."

Xiaoqian looked at him and said, "You'd better think about your own situation!"

Ning Caichen was startled, looked at her and asked, "When are you going to take action against me?"

Xiaoqian shook her head and replied softly: "Tomorrow night at the latest."

Ning Caichen sighed quietly and said with a smile: "It seems that I have to go and beg that hero Yan."

Xiaoqian looked at him and nodded and replied: "Only that guy can save you, remember!"

Ning Caichen smiled and said, "Don't be afraid. I'll go knock on his door early tomorrow morning. I won't give up on this face. It's important to save my life."

When leaving, Xiaoqian cried: "I have been tortured by monsters. Please save me from the sea of ​​suffering. Take my ashes to a clean place for burial. The little girl is very grateful."

Ning Caichen agreed to her request and asked, "Where is your grave? I'll look for it when I leave."

Xiao Fu said quietly: "Please remember, there is a crow's nest on the poplar tree behind the temple." He opened the door and left, and disappeared in a moment.

...

The next day, Ning Caichen was afraid that Yan Chixia would go out to visit friends, so he opened his door early in the morning, told him one by one about the troubles he had encountered, and asked him to find a way for him to solve the problem at hand.

problem.

When Yan Chixia heard this, she laughed loudly and said: "Evildoers dare to run rampant in the world. It doesn't matter. All you need to do tonight is me... to ensure that you are safe and sound."

Ning Caichen picked up the thing Yan Chixia gave him, took out the bag and took a look. It turned out to be a small shining golden sword.

Yan Chixia looked at him and smiled: "Don't underestimate this sword, it can help you kill demons and keep you safe!"

Ning Xuchen was grateful after hearing this and said goodbye.

Back in the house, Ning Caichen placed the golden sword on the table by the window and quietly waited for night to come.

There was wind and rain in the temple that night, and Ning Caichen spent the night worried.

Early the next morning, Ning Caichen pushed open the door and went out of the window to check, and found a pool of blood on the ground.

Xindao Yan, Daxia, was indeed a man of god, and he killed the monsters in the temple.

Ning Caichen walked out of the temple. To the north of the temple, he saw a deserted tomb. When he looked again, he saw a poplar tree with a crow's nest on the tree.

Faced with such a situation, Ning Caichen had no intention of obtaining fame and only wanted to go home and save his life.

After finishing his work, Ning Caichen packed his bags and planned to go home.

Before leaving, Yan Chixia bought a jar of wine and cooked vegetables to see him off. She also gave the broken skin bag to Ning Caichen, who told him: "This is a sword bag. Keep it well, it can ward off monsters."

Ning Caichen said, "How about I learn swordsmanship from the hero?"

Yan Chixia smiled and said: "Our profession is too hard and cannot be learned by a scholar like you."

After the demon Heishan, who was injured by Yan Chixia's sword, recovered his vitality, he decided to marry Xiaoqian and become his demon queen.

Heishan found Xiaoqian in the woods when he returned home. In order to protect Ning Caichen, Xiaoqian deliberately avoided him, but was subdued by Yan Chixia. Yan Chixia sealed Xiaoqian in a cave to cure Xiaoqian's evil poison.

Ning Caichen used his own blood to brew medicine for Xiaoqian... Heishan was chasing Xiaoqian halfway, but Ning Caichen and Ning Caichen were stopped by Yan Chixia, and they were able to escape.

Early the next morning, Heishan chased him to the lake, but Ning Caichen had an amulet on him and could not approach him. Heishan used the illusion of Lanxi to deceive Ning Caichen. When Ning Caichen woke up, Xiaoqian had already disappeared.

When Xiaoqian was fighting Heishan in the mountains, Ning Caichen and Taoist Master Yan arrived. After a fierce battle, Yan Chixia used the supreme Taoist swordsmanship to annihilate Heishan, while Xiaoqian was also wiped out...

Having said this, the scholar sitting in front of Li Xiuyuan took a scroll and slowly unfolded it, and saw embroidered on it a woman in her twenties, with slightly furrowed eyebrows and smokey eyes.

At first glance, the person in the painting seems to have come to life, staring blankly at the two men in front of him.

The man looked at the woman in the painting and whispered.

Shiliping Lake is covered with frost

Every inch of blue hair worries about the old age

Look at the moon shape and protect each other

I only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals

"Xiaoqian, I'm coming to find you. Just wait for me and let's continue our relationship."

Li Xiuyuan looked at him and sighed softly: "You went this time and forgot all about the past. How can you still remember what happened before and after you?"

After saying this, he stood up, poured a bowl of soup and handed it to the man in front of him, and said quietly: "Drink this bowl of soup and go to reincarnation. I hope you can see the one you love..."

The man took the wooden bowl with both hands, held it in his hands, sighed and slowly drank the soup in the bowl, and then placed the bowl on the table.

Looking at Li Xiuyuan, he replied: "Don't worry, mother-in-law. I have been begging in front of Buddha for countless years, hoping that he can allow me and Xiao Fu to reconnect."

Li Xiuyuan nodded, pointed to the side of the bridge and asked, "What is the name of this bridge?"

The man followed his gaze and replied in a daze: "Isn't this bridge Naihe? Why did I go and see the human world?"

After saying this, he said goodbye to Li Xiuyuan and said with a smile: "The mountains are high and the rivers are far away. My mother-in-law takes care of me. I'm going down now."

Without saying anything, he stepped into the golden light. Hearing a buzz, the figure of the man was missing from the Forgotten River Bridge.

"The human world? Interesting... In the blink of an eye, it was changed to the human world!"

Looking at the place where the man disappeared, Li Xiuyuan laughed.

When he looked at the time, it was past midnight, and he was about to cross the bridge and return to the hut in the village to rest.

It wasn't until Li Xiuyuan crossed the Wangchuan Bridge that he discovered that this was a small village with beautiful scenery. However, for some reason, no one wanted to say hello to Po Meng who lived at the foot of Lingshan Mountain.

I don't know if it's because of fear or other reasons.

As a result, Li Xiuyuan really became a lonely old man.

During the day, you go to the mountains to pick elixirs, and then cook soup on the bridge. After you are ready, you come back to rest until you reach the bridge in the evening.

This kind of life is the simplest for him. Whether it is the small Taoist temple on Luoxia Mountain or the Wangyue Stream on the mountain behind the academy, he has lived like this.

He has long been accustomed to living alone.

Now he just wants to cultivate that flaming sword spirit to great perfection, so that when he leaves here and returns to Black Salt City, he will reach the level of a restored acquaintance.

Once you are in the realm of Poxu, fighting against others will no longer be as painful as before. Every time you encounter a master above Poxu, you will fight tooth and nail.

According to the memory given to him by the woman in the white dress, he found the small courtyard where Po Meng lived, opened the courtyard door, and smelled the fragrance of flowers, which made him feel refreshed.

When he moved into the hospital, he realized that he seemed to have arrived in a worldly medicine garden...

Even the medicinal garden behind the bamboo forest in the endless fire domain above the Nine Heavens and under the Tianxiang Academy is not one-tenth as good as this one.

Even the orchids that Xiaoqing had worked so hard to find had been planted here for more than a dozen. Li Xiuyuan was deeply shocked by just this and a kind of elixir.

It turns out that I don't have to go to the Nine Heavens or the death ruins in the Demon Realm to get the elixir needed for Xiaoqing's Nirvana.

Thinking of this, Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but sigh heavily.

Everything has its own cause and effect. If it hadn't been for the previous suffering, I'm afraid I wouldn't have gone to Da Chu to fight a meaningless war, and then come to this Wangchuan Bridge.

Thinking of this, Li Xiuyuan secretly thought that if he practiced here for a hundred years, would the flaming sword spirit be able to reach perfection and transform from virtual reality to the flaming sword force?

If that were the case, wouldn't he have two different sword powers?

The sword power of water and fire? Li Xiuyuan didn't even dare to think about it.

"Let's pack a clean place first. This is a place where we will stay for hundreds of years." Li Xiuyuan thought to himself that he could finally open up his own space and quit.

If today is a full moon night, I might not be able to play a piece of music on the harp.

After three reincarnations, he could remember how many years it had been since he had played the piano and how long it had been since he had made a proper cup of tea.

...

For a time, Li Xiuyuan lived a paradise life in this unknown village. He got up early and went to the mountains to collect herbs, then returned to the small courtyard to practice swordsmanship and comprehend the meaning of the flaming sword.
To be continued...