The pavilion stood on the edge of the cliff of the Broken Arm Cliff, staring down at the bottomless abyss. The black and dark confusion, a few light clouds and veils swirling, set off the momentum at the bottom of this terrible abyss cliff like a boundless dream, but gentle, not very hideous.

In this dream, there are Yukun, Roudai, and even more illusory themselves......

People always seem to have a fanatical fascination with death, and they always try to find their past lives in death.

Is this a sad story? This story...... Is it really the end?

The wind of Qingcheng Mountain whistled and swirled, blowing the phantom Xi standing on the edge of the cliff with flying hair and bulging robes. It was so vast that it seemed that the whole person was buried in the boundless reincarnation of the big inlay.

She squinted her eyes against the mighty wind, and smelled the wind at this moment. Relaxed, quiet, elegant, mournful......

Suddenly I remembered the former queen in the coffin eternal night, the thought of death, the vicious curse:

"I want this country to pay for all the pain they have inflicted on me! I want the whole country to be littered with wreckage, and I want all the people to live in an endless abyss that is a thousand times more painful than the eighteenth layer of purgatory, and to suffer day and night! I want the cruel and vicious king to endure the most cruel and unparalleled torture on earth! I want people who love each other to humiliate and kill each other! Never stop! Never stop! Never stop......

It never stops......

"Never stop" is really never stopping, and you can't stop until you die! But in the end, it finally stops......

The thought of a person before death is really extremely important, because the soul is not conscious, and they can't take anything with them, only karma.

If the last recitation is the Buddha's name, then you will ascend to the pure land of the Buddha and enjoy bliss, and if the last recitation is hell, you will fall into the nose and suffer boundless suffering and endless karma.

But this last thought is not human. In the final analysis, it is the accumulation of that lifetime, and finally the unconscious thoughts......

Phantom suddenly felt that her body had a constant deficit, and she was in such a huge deficit, unable to control or think about it. Before she could wake up, she felt dizzy again, and the surrounding grass and trees suddenly became huge in front of her eyes. Those tender and low grasses and soft flowers suddenly turned into small trees and clusters of flowers......

This is...... Her eyes turned into round apricot eyes, and she couldn't believe that she had turned back into a snake again!

At this time, I suddenly saw a cloud of auspicious clouds and purple qi in the distant sky, and the light of the Buddha pierced the somewhat low and thick Canglun Kunlun.

The white snake moved its body, rubbing the surface of the ground with its snake belly, and quickly shuttled all the way along the flower path and grass blades.

Suddenly, the Sanskrit sound is like a tide, and it is far away and blurred. Who else could be the compassionate sect leader who sat on a lotus flower and had a compassionate posture that descended slowly from mid-air? Naturally, it was the Great Compassion Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva who had become a Buddha long before the immeasurable eons of eternity, but who had made a vow to save all sentient beings from suffering and suffering, but had not become a Buddha for the time being.

"White Snake ......" As soon as the Bodhisattva's mouth opened, the auspicious sound had been circulating in the Three Realms in an instant, slowly explaining the cause and effect of this long-cherished relationship, "The reason why you got a human form is not because you were contaminated with the aura and blood of the former queen, but because of a resentment, you have boundless power, so you have a human form...... You bit her at the last moment of her life, stained her blood, and carried all her resentment along with this blood. Prompted by a great resentment, you have the spiritual root of a human being, and she manipulates her mind to complete the curse before death. But it is only a temporary human form, not a real human body. Therefore, now that the person in the curse is dead, her resentment has dissipated, and you will naturally become a snake again......"

I see......

It was originally due to the resentment of the former queen and increased her cultivation, but now that the resentment has dissipated, the white snake has of course returned to its roots and become an ordinary snake.

The water has a source, the tree has roots, and the mystery of the cause and effect is slowly revealed, and there is an overwhelming sense of soreness in the next moment.

She is well versed in the way of the horoscope, and understands that the favor owed and the loss will need to be paid off one day, so from the first day she received the human form, she began to carefully plan and do her best to avenge the former queen in order to repay the favor of the human body...... thought that after the curse was fulfilled and the great revenge had been avenged, she would be able to become free again, but she never thought that when the curse was fulfilled and the resentment of the former queen dissipated, it would be the day when she suddenly woke up from a dream in the world and returned to the serpentine form!

All this is ridiculous and ridiculous!

But she was neither angry nor resentful, at the moment she learned the truth, there was only one person left in her mind, Qingyuan.

He's waiting for her, he's still waiting for her!

But now, she can't say anything anymore......

A good show ended so gloomily, and the desolation of the feast could not be matched by the desolation of the feast. At the end of the song, when the people dispersed, I heard the Bodhisattva call softly: "White snake." The call full of supreme compassion, soft, suddenly evoked the ** who wanted to cry, "You are an extraordinary snake." Your father is Bai Zhen and your mother is Teng Snake, and the two of them are Nuwa Niangniang's protectors; you were originally a Ziwei constellation in the Arctic sky, and you were once enlightened by the doppelganger of the god Nuwa, Dou Mao, and you should have ascended to the immortal realm, so you have this opportunity, and you can get positive results after completing the experience. ”

Bathed in the murmuring breeze of Qingcheng Mountain with colors, lying quietly on the slightly yellow and withered Liantianhua grass, the white snake heard the last sentence in the mid-empty void, and said slowly: "Now it is just a fate, 1,700 years later, the people who have not been fated in this life will meet you again." At that time, on the shore of West Lake and the center of the broken bridge, a thousand-year-old relationship will finally be concluded......"

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Another day of moon sinking and sun rising, another beautiful and beautiful charming morning, autumn morning.

Qingyuan pushed open the small door of the firewood with a very good mood, and swept away the thick layer of fallen leaves accumulated overnight with a broom in his hand. Then he paced around the courtyard with his hands behind his back, and began to think about his thoughts.

"Well, how do you confess to Phantom......" He frowned, innocent as a child. There was nothing more pleasing to him than the thought of her, "Do you want to give her a delicate red rose, or a golden chrysanthemum that is elegant and noble like a gentleman?" he tilted his head sideways, tossing and turning, as if he had made up his mind, "Well, it's better to have a red rose...... But the roses bloom in April and May, so where are we going to find them at this time? "It doesn't matter, Qingyuan's cultivation is not shallow, and during the period of waiting for the illusion, he is even more pure and meditative, and his cultivation is becoming more and more sophisticated. It is not difficult for him to conjure up a delicate and beautiful red rose that blooms just right, "When Phantom Xi returns, I must let her see a smiling me at first sight." Walk over to her, make her the happiest person in the world, and let her understand the eternal heart I am waiting for her......"

Wait for the phantom to come back......

Qingyuan has been waiting for the illusion, watching the scenery and participating in meditation at the time, and admiring the moon at night to enlighten the Tao. But Phantom never returned......

But he knew she would come back, because Phantom said she would come back, and she would definitely come back.

More than ten years have passed, and more than 20 years have passed......

Sometimes, just sometimes, he thinks that Phantom may never come back...... It's just sometimes.

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At the view of the pine mountain and the clear spring on the stone, a group of young disciples who are not familiar with the world surround their master and listen to him tell the story of the year...... At the end of the story, the little apprentices asked the master with full curiosity and expectation, "What will happen after the white lady leaves?"

Qingyuan's temples were white, his beard was long, and his deep gaze did not look at his disciples, but raised his head and cast his gaze on a boundless, vast sky, and his tone was slow and faint: "What will happen after Bai Niangniang leaves, I don't know ...... as a teacher."

The wind was mighty and mighty, blowing his plain robes and dustless dust. The little apprentices sighed with some regret, laughed and ran away to do their own things.

The simple and lively year, bright and obedient and naughty appearance, it is like seeing Qingyuan who followed the Fahua Taoist people back then......

Qingyuan, who was drooping old, looked at his head and suddenly sensed that it was spring.

The spring rain is like wine and willows, and it is the most beautiful March day.

He suddenly wanted to take a look at Qingcheng Mountain.

This ancient view of the deep mountains is not far from Qingcheng Mountain, and it will take two or three days to arrive.

In this way, he carried the scroll on his back, brushed the dust on his shoulder, and held a rosewood cane in his hand, and slowly and leisurely followed the rugged mountain road step by step, climbing layer after layer of dark brown and dark green mountain edge, and finally climbed to the top of Qingcheng Mountain, and climbed to the cliff that is some distance from the main peak of Qingcheng Mountain, but it is the most upright cliff in the whole mountain.

The old Qingyuan squinted his eyes and enjoyed the scenery.

I have seen too much of the mountains and traveled far away, and everywhere I went became the same in my eyes, and Tao Taoran was slightly drunk just for the taste.

At this moment, Qingyuan unconsciously glanced down from the high peak, and suddenly saw a snake catcher walking on a flat slope halfway up the mountain. The snake catcher was in the prime of life, and in the hollow bamboo basket behind him, a small snake with snow-white silver waves was eye-catching.

Qingyuan's eyes lit up, and he didn't know where he had a sense of obsession, and hurriedly expanded his hands in front of his mouth to call out to the snake catcher, and hurriedly went down to the halfway point of the mountain step by step, wanting to buy the little white snake in the man's back basket.

It's just that the snake catcher was not happy, he said that he finally got such a shining and good-looking spiritual object, how can he say that he will sell it?

Qingyuan thought for a while, took out a bright red peach from his cuff, and smiled slowly: "It's okay to exchange this?"

The snake catcher's eyes followed the huge peach in a circle, and suddenly he stuttered: "This...... On the occasion of warm spring, at this time, how can there be such a big peach that looks so good?"

Qingyuan straightened his gray beard and smiled modestly: "In my Taoist temple, I never divide the season, ignore the affairs of the world, the four seasons are as warm as spring, and they bear fruit and bloom, and each does not delay each other. ”

As soon as the snake catcher heard this, he only thought that he had met the fairy, and hurriedly agreed to Qingyuan, and replaced the peach in Qingyuan's hand with the little white snake.

On the occasion of parting, he asked Qingyuan: "Dare to ask the old immortal which immortal mountain to practice?"

Qingyuan waved his hand and smiled: "How can there ever be an old fairy?

When the snake catcher saw that he did not want to explain, he did not ask any questions, but went down the mountain with the peach contentedly.

Qingyuan let the little white snake curl up in the crook of his arm, took it all the way down Qingcheng Mountain, and released the white snake in a place of lush grass and willows.

But the white snake stayed where it was, unwilling to leave for a long time.

Qingyuan half-squatted and sighed slightly, and his voice was slow: "Go back, go home!"

The White Snake does not move.

Qingyuan waved his hand at it, and patiently instructed: "Go back quickly! Beware of being caught again, who else will save you?"

The White Snake still didn't move.

No matter how Qingyuan rushed and persuaded him, the white snake was motionless, as if it had turned into a stone statue cast of jade.

When people meet each other, one recognizes them at a glance and is full of feelings and cannot confide in them; the other is stunned and does not know the spiritual roots at all.

The people who have been waiting for a lifetime are close at hand, and they don't recognize each other......

Qingyuan had no choice but to stand up and shake the cane in his hand. Shaking his head and smiling, he turned around and walked slowly down the mountain with a rosewood cane.

The white snake quietly and slowly followed behind him, and followed all the time, sending him one ride after another......

The silver-white light and shadow glided for a long distance, until Qingyuan's figure was no longer to be found. The white snake curled up and fell asleep among a long blade of grass.

The old past is like a light cloud, prosperous all over the ground, and the glory is like a brocade, and finally only the morning and twilight flowers are scattered like smoke.

The moon floated up to the clouds at some point, and the cold splendor covered this empty and silent barren mountain with a veil of light and shadow. Spring rain is falling again.

Light rain and red dust, light rain raccoons, like a dream, who to talk to in this life......

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