Po Meng also laughed when she heard this, and slapped the table: "I am more generous, so what if I owe you four meals?"

Upon hearing this, King Qin Guang laughed with satisfaction, clapped his hands and said with a smile: "That's very good. It seems that I will have to come here to walk around more in the future."

After eating the hot pot for an hour, Yueying cleared the dishes on the table and went to wash them, while Po Meng reached out and boiled a pot of water.

He said quietly: "It's still early, sir, please drink two cups of tea before going back."

King Qin Guang looked at her and sighed, and said with a smile: "I really don't understand, with such a delicious hot pot and such a magical spiritual tea, why would she want to visit the human world?"

When Po Meng heard this, she sighed softly.

She sighed softly: "My sister stays on the Wangchuan Bridge year after year, just like the king stays on the main hall under the Nine Nethers year after year."

In her opinion, it is not easy even for the monks in the temple to repeat the same practice for years.

King Qin Guang was stunned when he heard this and looked at her speechless for a long time. After a long time, he nodded gently.

Looking at her, she said helplessly: "Didn't you say that Buddhas also suffer?"

Po Meng laughed when she heard this: "Yes, Buddha is also suffering. If you don't suffer, you won't become a Buddha."

At this moment, Yueying came back from her work and sat down next to Po Meng.

King Qin Guang took a cup of spiritual tea from Po Meng's hand, sniffed it gently in front of his lips, and then placed it in front of Yueying.

He smiled lightly and said, "Look, what's different about this cup of spiritual tea?"

The tea was brought back by Po Meng from Ding'an City in the wilderness, and it is the Osmanthus Lingcha made by her eldest sister Li Qiushui herself.

The spring tea produced during the Ming Dynasty in Fucheng was used, together with the unique osmanthus in Dingcheng. This is also the favorite spiritual tea of ​​Li Xiuyuan, the mother-in-law of Meng.

Yueying lowered her head and sniffed the cup with the faint fragrance of spiritual flowers and the faint fragrance of osmanthus.

Looking at a small flower floating up and down in the cup, I couldn't help but be stunned.

Po Meng suddenly felt something in her heart, but she didn't know what King Qin Guang wanted to say?

Yueying picked up the tea cup and was about to take a sip, but suddenly felt uneasy, so she frowned slightly and wanted to raise her head to ask Po Meng in front of her.

Unexpectedly, Po Meng became quiet at that moment and looked at King Qin Guang, lowering his head and saying nothing.

Although she guessed what King Qin Guang wanted to do, she was not sure, so silence was natural.

It was only when Yueying picked up the spiritual tea again that she raised her head.

Looking at King Qin Guang in front of him, his lips moved slightly and he said something Yueying couldn't understand.

Then Yueying's lips moved slightly, showing a rare smile, picked up the teacup in her hand, and gently put it before her lips.

Suddenly, a very light breath was released from the teacup instantly.

A strange change suddenly occurred in the tea cup in Yueying's hand.

The flower rippling in the tea seemed to have been injected with some kind of vitality. It bloomed in the tea cup, and its petals spread out...

A petal instantly grew out of the tea cup, and before Yueying could react, it turned into a ray of clear light and flew into her divine sea.

The teacup was placed on Yueying's lips, very close to her face, so close that even Po Meng, who was sitting next to her, didn't react.

So, she opened her eyes wide and looked at the dazed moon shadow in front of her and the smiling and silent King Qin Guang, as if she remembered something.

Then asked: "This is..."

"Yes, it's what you think."

King Qin Guang looked at her and smiled lightly: "Buddha said that a mustard seed can last forever...I will do her a favor and hide it in your spiritual sword when it comes out of the furnace. When she wakes up one day, she can get it."

Your thoughts."

Yueying, who was sitting aside, was stunned for a moment, looking at the two people in a daze and speechless.

After all, the method shown by King Qin Guang has exceeded her knowledge of all things in the world.

Po Meng looked at her and smiled lightly: "Don't be afraid, sister. King Qin just placed a treasure in your divine sea. It's just a reward for your brother's invitation to drink and eat meat."

She was really surprised that King Qin Guang used this move.

But in the blink of an eye, I thought, if the old Taoist priest were here, he would have solved the trouble for me long ago.

Drinking wine and roasting meat is just the simplest thing for her.

Being able to solve a problem for Yueying is a happy thing for her.

"Although it's not a treasure, I can barely owe you an extra favor. Just like I said before, no worries if the debt is too big, haha."

Po Meng looked at King Qin Guang and laughed.

Yueying raised her arm and wiped the tea from her face, a faint smile appeared on her beautiful face.

He stood up and blessed King Qin Guang, and said softly: "Yueying thanks the king for your gift, so that I can remember my brother's appearance in the years to come..."

In her opinion, maybe she will forget her brother's appearance after reincarnation, but being able to bring the spiritual sword that her brother forged for her with his own hands is the happiest thing.

After drinking two cups of spiritual tea, King Qin Guang and Po Meng whispered a few words.

Finally he stood up and said: "Thank you for letting me taste the most delicious spiritual tea. I will come again in a few days... but I will not help you any more if you ask for anything."

Po Meng looked at him, waved her hand, and said with a smile: "In the days to come, I will just drink and eat meat, and ignore official business."

After thinking about it, he muttered: "No, you didn't help me much. You are just eating and drinking for free. You still want to take away the spiritual wine from me in the spring..."

"No! You don't know! You don't know the pain of missing a pot of spiritual wine..."

King Qin Guang said nothing. His shadow had disappeared in the living room, and only a cold wind blew through to remind the two of them.

In less than an hour, it will be time to go to the bridge to do some work.

Looking inside the sea of ​​gods, Yueying shed tears and said: "I didn't expect that Yueying would be able to see my brother at the last moment. I am really happy."

Po Meng looked at her and said: "It is true that your life is miserable, but you don't have to enter the six reincarnations again... It is said that your life is good, but you died before you got married..."

Yueying looked at her and said dreamily: "Yes, Yueying's biggest regret is that she could not marry her brother in this life. I hope that I will still have memories in the next life and reunite with my brother in heaven."

Po Meng was startled when she saw her, and quickly corrected her: "My master said to look forward, the past has passed, and you have to remember it and stop thinking about it."

After thinking for a while, he continued: "You stay here for a few months, drink a bowl of soup I cooked every day, forget all the unhappy things, and live a simpler life."

Upon hearing this, Yueying looked at her and said in a daze, "Brother, you must have drank a lot of soup after staying here for so long. Why didn't you forget Yueying?"

When Po Meng heard this, she was stunned and speechless for a long time.

After a long time, he murmured to himself: "I also want to forget my past life... However, I have been cooking soup here for a hundred years and blowing wind and rain for a hundred years, but I still can't forget you."

That night, Po Meng did not take Yueying to Wangchuan Bridge.

She wanted to go to the bridge alone to heal the scars in her heart. Those invisible scars could not be healed even after drinking the Soul-forgetting Soup for a hundred years.

…

Many days have passed since the winter solstice, and the wind and snow stopped that night.

A crescent moon hung in the sky, and the stars in the sky shone quietly on the River of Forgetfulness.

It was late at night, and there was a fire burning gently under the iron pot beside the bridge. There were not many people crossing the bridge at night.

Po Meng sat cross-legged in the wooden shed, quietly practicing the Buddhist breathing method, trying to refine a faint trace of spiritual energy into the bones and flesh of the physical body.

Quietly feeling the spiritual energy of heaven and earth pouring into the body above the River of Forgetfulness, silently feeling the subtle changes in flesh and blood, I sighed again and again in my heart.

After practicing several times, I will finally enter the mortal world.

In the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, I'm afraid there is no one like him who was knocked down from the Nine Heavens to the mortal world again and again, and watched helplessly as the skills he had practiced so hard were lost one by one.

Perhaps, even his Phoenix Nirvana body and Buddhist formless golden body will leave him.

Just like the old Taoist priests and monks said, only by holding the treasure you cherish in your hands can you understand the feeling of letting it go.

Just like the body of a divine dragon, it was finally about cultivating to the ninth level, but due to some strange combination of circumstances, it was quietly washed away by the Thousand Miles of River Styx.

Sure enough, only by putting down the treasure you are holding can you have a chance to get something more precious.

The cold air flowed on the Forgotten River, and gusts of cold wind blew in her face, reminding her of the time when she had stood here for a hundred years.

It turns out that a hundred years is just a blink of an eye, let alone ten years.

Although the spiritual energy of heaven and earth can slowly enter his body, he still can't feel a trace of spiritual energy accumulating in his Dantian. He can only feel some small changes in his body.

In the flesh, between the bones, in the blood...except for herself, even Yueying was here, and she couldn't feel any changes on her body.

Since Yueying wanted to rebuild her life, he had to find a way to transform her body.

Although Yueying may not be able to take away everything she has now, she wants to start from now and spend ten years changing everything about Yueying.

The physical body cannot be taken away, but the divine essence can.

That piece of Sumeru mustard seed can do it, and the spiritual sword he forged for her can do it... Then, he can do everything in time.

I looked up at the starry sky above the sky, feeling the clear starry sky falling on my body, and I was thoughtful for a moment.

Spiritual medicine and spiritual wine are of no help to Yueying at the moment, so what else can bring about fundamental changes in him?

All dharmas are created by the mind, and a moment is eternity... I will use the Buddha's teachings to change the heaven and the earth.

Neither the physical body nor the cultivation Yueying can leave with her, and it seems that she cannot achieve nirvana in this world.
To be continued...