One day, she went to the temple fair to relax, and in the crowd of thousands of heads, she caught a glimpse of a young man, and knew in her heart that it was the person she was waiting for, but the scene was so crowded that she could not get close to the person anyway, and finally watched her sweetheart disappear into the crowd. After that, the girl looked for the man, but the young man seemed to have evaporated from the world and never appeared again. Lonely and lonely, she only prayed to the Buddha every morning and dusk, hoping to see that man again. Her sincerity felt the Buddha's heart, so she appeared to fulfill her wish.

The Buddha asked her, "Do you want to see that man again?"

Yes, even a glance at it is fine

If you want to give up your existing qiē, including loving your family and a happy life, too

I am willing to give up the girl's attachment to love.

You have to cultivate for five hundred years before you can see her, you won't regret it, right?

I don't regret being categorical.

So the girl turned into a big rock, lying in the wilderness, four hundred and ninety-nine years of wind and sun, the girl did not think it was bitter, but the uncomfortable thing was that she had not seen a person for more than 400 years, and she could not see a little hope, so she faced collapse. In the last year, a quarrying team came, took a liking to her, chiseled her into stones, and brought her into the city, where a stone bridge was being built, and the girl became the guardrail of the stone bridge. On the very first day of the construction of the stone bridge, the girl saw the man who had been waiting for five hundred years! He hurriedly walked across the stone bridge, and of course, the man would not have noticed that a stone was looking at him intently, and the man had disappeared again.

The voice of the Buddha reappeared: Satisfaction rate?

Why am I the guardrail of the bridge? If I am laid in the middle of the bridge, I can touch him and touch him!

If you want to touch him, then you have to cultivate for 500 years!

I do!

It's bitter, don't you regret it?

No regrets!

This time the girl turned into a big tree, standing on an official road where people came and went, and many people passed by every day, and the girl watched every day, but this was even more uncomfortable, because countless hopes were exchanged for countless hopes. If it weren't for the cultivation of the first five hundred years, the girl would have collapsed a long time ago! As the days passed, the girl's heart gradually calmed down, and she knew that he would not appear until the last day. It was another five hundred years, and on the last day, the girl knew that he would come, but her heart was not excited.

He was finally here, still in his favorite white robe, his face was still so handsome, and the girl was looking at him infatuatedly. This time, he didn't rush by, because it was too hot. He noticed a big tree on the side of the road, and he thought about it. He came a few times, leaned against the roots, closed his eyes, and fell asleep. The girl touched him, and he was close to her! But she could not tell him about the thousand years of lovesickness. He had to do his best to gather the shade of the trees and shield him from the scorching sun.

The man only took a short nap, because he still had something to do, he patted the dust on his robe, and a moment before leaving, he looked back, stroked the trunk of the tree lightly, and then walked away without looking back!

The moment the man faded away, the Buddha reappeared.

Do you still want to be his wife? Then you still have to cultivate.

The girl calmly interrupted the Buddha's words: I want to, but I don't have to.

Oh?

It's already good to love him, and it doesn't have to be together all the time.

Oh?

Did his current wife think that I had suffered like this?

The Buddha nodded slightly.

The girl smiled slightly: I can do it, but I don't have to.

At this moment, the girl seemed to notice that the Buddha sighed slightly,

The girl was a little surprised: The Buddha also has something on his mind?

That's good, there is a boy who can wait for you for a thousand years less, and he has been cultivating for two thousand years in order to see you. A smile bloomed on the Buddha's face.

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The story is very long, Luo Zishui smiled faintly, it took half an hour, the smile on his face has not disappeared since the beginning of the story, everyone has their own persistence, however, some people choose to wait forever, and some choose to let go, can't say who is right and who is wrong, just follow what you want in your heart.

Under the lights, a peerless graceful figure stood in front of the window and silently looked at the white-haired figure in the courtyard, and deep sadness flashed in her beautiful eyes, which was heartbreaking.

"Dreams, is it worth it?" The colorful fairy lord dressed in purple palace clothes walked slowly, with pity on his face, and said softly, this is a fruitless waiting, it has been the same for thousands of years, the heart is dead, and you can't expect anything else!

"It's worth it!" Mengxi's answer was still so firm, not the slightest waver, no matter how long it was, she would keep waiting, even if she knew it was a wasteland......

Tonight's moonlit night seems to be very long, the dawn has not come, the two figures stand quietly in the courtyard, talking sporadically, the night is coming to an end, the east is gradually flushed with a touch of fish belly white, dawn seems to be in front of you.

"Buzz!"

Suddenly, in the direction of the Imperial Palace, the Golden Light of the Fengshen List was shining, and the mighty immortal power enveloped the entire Imperial City, and the immortal realm was up and down, and it woke up quickly.

"Immortal Weapon Warning!"

Luo Zishui's pretty face changed, and solemnity flashed in his eyes, who was he using an immortal weapon!

"Buzz!"

The buzz reappeared, and in the palace, a fierce light rushed through the sky, and the blood lingered, and the terrifying immortal power shook the heavens and the earth, wanting to break through the sky.

"What the damn old guy wants to do with blood!"

In the pavilion, Gong Mengmei was stunned, slammed the table and stood up, her face was indescribably ugly, the teapot fell to the ground with a bang, and the tea splashed everywhere.

"Boom!"

In the earth-shattering roar, the fierce light collided with the Fengshen List, a large area of space shattered, and the fragments were instantly annihilated in it, and the void reappeared, spreading more and more.

"He wants to lead the immortal relics to be born in advance!"

The purple-clothed beauty also walked out at some point, her face was solemn, did the immortal relics really care about everything, shattered this world, and few people in the entire imperial city could get out alive.

"Buzz!"

On the other side of the imperial city, under the pressure of an immortal power like a mountain, an ancient bronze bell slowly woke up, engraved with strange patterns, and a sound sounded loudly, and the sound waves echoed in the sky, breaking through the cycle of day and night.

"Demon Emperor Gu Zhong! The Moon Void Clan has finally appeared!"

Several terrifying figures were hidden between heaven and earth, quietly staring at Yiqiē, and the vicissitudes of life could not see the slightest change in emotion, leaving only the ruthlessness and coldness of the years.

In the imperial city, the people of the world trembled, and many of the three ancient inheritances of the human race also felt powerless, and could only watch the sky, Tianhuang Mountain, Holy Spirit Valley, and the ban, and the three major demon clans were also silent, without the domineering before, this was the glory of the royal clan, and they were not qualified to participate.

A young emperor of Tianhuang Mountain was unconvinced, and said angrily, "What's wrong with the royal family, their imperial veins haven't been ......!"

"Shut up!"

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