"Amitabha."
The old monk stood to one side, with memories of the past flooding in like a tide and unable to stop them. If he hadn't achieved great success in the Dharma, I'm afraid his Taoist mind would be unstable.
After sitting down, the old monk did not drink tea immediately, but looked at Liu Nansheng quietly.
The two were silent and looked at each other.
I don't know how much time passed before the old monk spoke, with a trace of guilt in his eyes and a low voice: "I'm sorry." "
After so many years, we can finally sit down and have a chat."
Liu Nansheng had been waiting for this day. Ten thousand years.
A whole ten thousand years!
Youth has gone, flowed away from the fingertips, and will never come back.
"It was a poor monk who broke his promise back then, and I feel sorry for you. If you have any complaints, just let them be dealt with." The
old monk's words were really not polite.
As long as Liu Nansheng says a word and does not violate the conscience of heaven and earth, the old monk will do it no matter what. If the Buddhist affairs are arranged, this life can be taken away by her.
"I want you to return to secular life, can you do it?"
Liu Nansheng said seriously.
Hearing this, the old monk was startled and opened his mouth, but could not say a word.
"You're kidding." Liu Nansheng laughed suddenly, easing the awkward atmosphere: "Now I am the Holy Master of Lihua Palace. There is no need to give up everything for you, an old monk, to lose your face and be laughed at by the world." The
old monk smiled. Laugh and don't answer.
If you miss it, you really missed it, and there is no chance to come back again.
He is the master of Buddhism and has great responsibilities.
She is the Holy Lord of Pear Blossoms and needs to consider many aspects.
The two of them represent the face of their respective forces, no more than before.
"You...don't blame the poor monk?"
After taking a deep look at Liu Nansheng, the old monk didn't see a trace of hatred and was slightly confused.
"There's nothing strange about being destined but not destined."
Liu Nansheng took a sip of tea and said softly.
"Back then, the poor monk refused to see you. It was difficult for me to say anything. Please forgive me."
In the past, Liu Nansheng stood outside the Buddhist gate and waited for three hundred years, but did not see the old monk. He left with a heart filled with despair.
Every time he thought of this, the old monk felt a twinge of pain deep in his heart.
It's not that the poor monk is heartless, it's that the poor monk is afraid that the newly reshaped Buddha's heart will be broken just by seeing you again.
If it weren't for that devil, I would be willing to give up everything to be with you.
Unfortunately, there is no if.
"I know the cause and effect, and I can understand it."
Liu Nansheng said calmly.
In fact, the old monk would rather be scolded or even beaten by Liu Nansheng than see Liu Nansheng looking so calm.
A woman who can touch the old monk's heartstrings is naturally outstanding and considerate.
The more this happened, the more the old monk felt sorry for her.
well!
The two are destined to be together but not destined to be together in this life. Maybe this is fate!
"Tea is a bit bitter."
The old monk commented after drinking a cup.
"Indeed."
Liu Nansheng also took a sip and said.
The scene seemed to go back to the past. In the small teahouse, the two met for the first time.
The young monk drank the tea and said with a smile: "It's sweet and delicious. Thank you female benefactor." "
It's rare for such a small place to have such tea."
The girl also felt that the tea was sweet and very appetizing.
Tea, still the same cup of tea.
People are no longer the same people as they used to be.
The tea remains the same and the aftertaste is endless.
It is not the tea that is bitter, but life.
Since we are not destined, why should we meet again?
God, this is really annoying!
The old monk left, and so did Liu Nansheng.
On the top of the mountain, there are only a few wisps of tea fragrance left here, drifting into the distance with the cold wind, and the wind is also mixed with unspeakable thoughts.
......
Qing Zong.
Chen Qingyuan and Fang Qingyun made preparations and planned to set off for Beihuang.
This should happen sooner rather than later and without delay.
"Old man, let's set off."
Chen Qingyuan shouted towards the palace.
"Well, have a safe trip."
Dugu Changkong sat here and could not move lightly, and there were still many things to deal with.
Library pavilion, disciples' residence, martial arts hall, enlightenment hall, etc.
Dugu Changkong does the work of hundreds of people by himself, trying to make his descendants less stressed and grow up as quickly as possible.
Accompanied by his nephew Fang Qingyun, Chen Qingyuan didn't need to buy a boat ticket at all and could directly cross the chaotic star sea at an extremely fast speed.
In the blink of an eye, he passed through a star field.
The Mahayana monks opened the way faster than countless warships.
Taking Chen Qingyuan on the road, Fang Qingyun's consumption was still relatively high, and he spent a lot of spiritual stones to replenish the spiritual energy in his body.
Now that Qingzong has received a wave of gifts, the treasure house has a lot of resources and cannot be used up in a short time. Therefore, Fang Qingyun did not have to worry about resource issues. He only rested for a short time before setting off in a hurry.
"Lao Fang, why don't we slow down and take the warship of the nearby chamber of commerce."
Chen Qingyuan felt distressed when he saw that Fang Qingyun had to spend a lot of spiritual stones to travel, which was much more expensive than the boat ticket.
"It's not necessary."
Fang Qingyun has wanted to find the roots of the Qing Sect all his life. This time he can finally go to the main line of the Qing Sect. No one can understand his eagerness.
After many days, the two finally returned to the Fuliu Star Territory in the Northern Wilderness.
When he was approaching Xuan Qing Sect, Fang Qingyun suddenly stopped.
"What's wrong?"
Chen Qingyuan thought something had happened.
"Take care of your clothes."
Fang Qingyun was very excited as he headed to the main line, feeling happy and eager. At times like this, the more you need to pay attention to your appearance.
"..."
You are usually very casual, but now you are paying great attention to your personal image.
Chen Qingyuan had no choice but to stand aside and wait without urging.
Half an hour later, Fang Qingyun tidied up, and he seemed like a different person.
Wearing a dark purple gown, her long black and white hair was tied tightly with a wooden hairpin, making it as smooth as water. The beard around the mouth was trimmed, neat and orderly, and very neat.
The original rag shoes disappeared and were replaced by a pair of very clean boots.
"Uncle Master, let's go!"
Fang Qingyun seemed to be thousands of years younger, with eyes filled with anticipation.
"Old Fang, you are going in the wrong direction, this way."
Looking at Fang Qingyun walking forward, Chen Qingyuan stood on the spot and pointed to the other side.
"Oh, I'm sorry."
Fang Qingyun quickly turned around and smiled awkwardly.
Then, Fang Qingyun grabbed Chen Qingyuan's shoulder and disappeared with a "whoosh".
Your uncle walks too slowly, so let your nephew take you for a ride!
Although Chen Qingyuan couldn't understand why Fang Qingyun was so excited and happy, he could understand it.
The floating cloud wanderer has lived in a state of confusion for tens of thousands of years. Now I have found the root, as if I saw a faint light in the darkness. The feelings in my heart cannot be described in words.
"This is the main line of Qing Sect."
When Fang Qingyun saw the scenery of Xuan Qing Sect, it was very ordinary, even far inferior to the appearance of the third-rate forces in Dizhou.
However, in his eyes, every place in Xuan Qing Sect was full of aura, without the slightest contempt or awe.
Involuntarily, a few tears appeared in Fang Qingyun's eyes.
Chen Qingyuan saw this scene and said, "Old Fang, don't be stunned, we are home."
Home...
Fang Qingyun's soul trembled slightly when he heard this word.
From now on, I don't have to wander around anymore.
Qingzong is the place to return.