Shui Yinglong's body stopped in the air, originally it wrapped its body with its own wings and fell into a deep sleep stage, but after coming out, Shui Yinglong slowly opened its wings, stretched out its limbs, and finally opened its eyes.

Shui Yinglong's body is very huge, one eye is as tall as Gang Wenbin, and then he opened his big mouth and began to roar, depending on whether he was willing to leave Gang Wenbin's body, the angry Shui Yinglong wanted to tear up this world.

Yan Wenbin's uncle suffered the same as Yan Wenbin, and what appeared behind him was a fire dragon, which was also as huge as the water dragon.

Yin and Yang are mutually restrictive, water and fire can only restrain each other, the other party wants to occupy Gang Wenbin's body, just like water and fire, if it is a hard fight, in the end, everyone's fate will end up together, this is the bottom line of Gang Wenbin and his uncle, they are all prepared for the worst, because they can't leave the gossip array at all.

"Hmph, don't think that I can't do anything about you in this way, since you can keep your three souls and seven spirits in your body, I can make your three souls and seven spirits unable to return", after saying that, the person who controlled Yan Wenbin's body used a spell to seal the body of Yan Wenbin, and Yan Wenbin and Uncle Yan Wenbin completely became the appearance of the person who controlled them in their body.

It was useless for Gang Wenbin and Gang Wenbin's uncle to struggle hard, and in the end they could only use the other party's strength to destroy each other, at least now they are still conscious, and they have not yet become puppets completely controlled by the other party.

"Uncle, let's do it together, with the highest Nine Heavens Ying Thunder Palm, this little old man has sealed himself in our body, although we are trapped, but he can't escape again, this time we have to completely destroy them", after saying that, the five thunder spells in the palm of Yan Wenbin's hand have been used, and Yan Wenbin is also ready for the final attack.

Just after Yan Wenbin's uncle made a move, Yan Wenbin opened his chest, ready to accept his uncle's fatal palm, just now Yan Wenbin lied to his uncle's shot, otherwise the two of them would never be able to tell the winner.

Leng Bingyan saw that Yan Wenbin had already stopped, and immediately looked at Yan Wenbin's uncle and shouted"

Uncle, you can't do that, he's your nephew."

But Yan Wenbin's uncle had already made a move on Yan Wenbin, Yan Wenbin was slapped in the face, and the lightning had passed through his chest, and Yan Wenbin immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood and flew out of the Taiji diagram, but Yan Wenbin's uncle demonized again, pinched Yan Wenbin's neck, pulled Yan Wenbin back and held him in the air, and wanted to pinch Yan Wenbin to death.

Lao Hu saw that Yan Wenbin's uncle had killed the red eye, and his uncle was already blood-red at the moment, and his eyes were extremely bloody standing on the platform, so he knew that Uncle Yan Wenbin had been completely controlled by the other party.

Legend has it that after passing the ghost gate, there is a road called Huangquan Road, and the road is full of flowers that only see flowers, but do not see leaves. At the end of the road, there is a river called the Lechuan River, there is a bridge on the river called Nai He Bridge, there is an earthen platform called Wangxiang Terrace after walking through the Nai He Bridge, there is a pavilion called Meng Po Pavilion on the side of Wangxiang Terrace, there is a woman named Meng Po waiting there, and a bowl of Meng Po soup is handed to each passer-by.

There is a stone by the Lechuan River called Sansheng Stone, drinking Meng Po soup makes people forget everything, Sansheng Stone records the past life, this life and the next life. Walk across the Nai He Bridge, look at the last look at the world on the Wangxiang Terrace, and drink a cup of Lethe water to boil this life...

If you don't drink Meng Po soup, you will cross the bridge, you will not be able to cross the bridge, you will not be reincarnated, and those who have drunk the soup will forget all the ties in this life and this life, and enter the reincarnation path without worry.

Meng Po soup is also known as forgetting love water or forgetting sorrows, a drink will forget the past and present life, a lifetime of love and hatred, a lifetime of ups and downs of gains and losses, all with this bowl of Meng Po soup to forget clean.

The people who are concerned in this life, the people who hate in this life, are like strangers in the next life, and they don't know each other, everyone in the yang world has their own bowl here, and the Meng Po soup in the bowl is actually the tears shed by the living people in their lives.

When everyone is alive, they will cry: because of joy, because of sorrow, because of pain, because of hatred, because of sorrow, because of love. Meng Po collected their tears one by one, boiled them into soup, and when they left the world and walked on the bridge, let them drink them, forget their love and hatred when they were alive, clean up, and re-enter the six realms, either as immortals, or as people, or as animals.

Not everyone will drink Meng Po soup willingly, because in this life, there will always be people who have loved and don't want to forget, Meng Po will tell him: The tears you shed for her life have been boiled into this bowl of soup, and drinking it is drinking your love for her.

The last memory in the eyes of the person who came was the love of his life, drinking the soup, the figure in his eyes slowly faded, and his eyes were as clear as a newborn baby.

In order to see the favorite of this life again in the next life, you can not drink Meng Po soup, then you have to jump into the Lechuan River, and wait for thousands of years to be reincarnated, in the thousand years, you may see the person you love most in this life walking on the bridge, but the words cannot be communicated, you can see her, she can't see you.

In the millennium, you saw her walk across the bridge over and over again, and drank bowls and bowls of Meng Po soup, you hope that she will not drink Meng Po soup, and you are afraid that she will not be able to forget the suffering of thousands of years in the river.

After a thousand years, if the mind is not extinguished and can still remember the events of the previous life, you can re-enter the world and find the person you loved most in the previous life.

However, there is a bluestone on the side of the bridge called Sansheng Stone, Sansheng Stone records everyone's past and present lives, the words on the stone body are bright red as blood, and the top is engraved with four big characters "early on the other side"...

In this life, I know the things in the previous life, and I don't know who she is in the next life, and I forget the three lives when I drink the soup.

There is a medicine in the world called "dragon grass", it can make the dying person immortal, but can not live people, legend has it that there is a medicine in the world called "Meng Po Tang", it can make people return to yang, but make people forget the past.

There is a kind of grass in the world called "Broken Intestine Grass", which will restore people's memories, but it can also be fatal, and once taken within three days, it will die violently.

Legend has it that a long, long time ago, the edge of a city was filled with large expanses of flowers from the other side, that is, Manju Sahua. There is a magic to its floral scent that reminds one of the events of one's past life.

There are two goblins guarding the flowers on the other side, one is a flower demon called Manzhu, and the other is a leaf demon called Shahua. They have been waiting for thousands of years of flowers, but they have never met, because when the flowers bloom, they can't see the leaves, and when there are leaves, they can't see the flowers.

They missed each other frantically, and were tormented by this pain, and finally one day, they decided to meet secretly against God's will, and that year's Manju Sahua, the red and bright flowers were set off by the eye-catching green, and they bloomed extremely bewitchingly and beautifully.

God blames it, and that's to be expected. Manju and Sahua were thrown into reincarnation and cursed to never be together, suffering in the human world for the rest of their lives.

Since then, Manju Sawa has also been called the Flower of the Side, meaning the flower that blooms in the heavens, and the flower is shaped like a palm praying to heaven, but it has never appeared in that city again.

This kind of flower blooms on the Huangquan Road, and every time Manzhu and Shahua are reincarnated, they can remember their previous lives when they smell the fragrance of the flowers on the other side of the Huangquan Road, and then vow not to separate, and then fall into the reincarnation of the curse in the next life.

After crossing the Huangquan Road that blooms with flowers on the other side, you will arrive at the Lechuan River, the water of the Lechuan River is blood-yellow, and it is full of lonely souls and wild ghosts that cannot be reincarnated, full of insects and snakes, the fishy wind blows on the face, and the waves are rolling......

There is a three-life stone next to the Lechuan River, the words on the stone are bright red as blood, and there are four words engraved on it: "Ascend to the other side early". You can carve the name of the person you love most in this life and the person you want to wait for in the next life.

After crossing the river, Meng Po Tang makes you forget everything, if you cross the bridge again in the next life, you can find your past life, this life and future life, as well as the name of the person you love the most, Yan Wenbin looked at the people around him, slowly closed his eyes, and a line of tears slipped down his cheeks silently, because he knew that he had reached the end of his life.

In that life, you are an ancient temple, and I am a green lantern; In that life, you were the falling flowers, and I was the embroidered girl; In that life, you are Qingshi, and I am Yueyaer; In that life, you were a strong man, and I was a horse. I knew that I would be associated with you for the rest of my life, so I knelt in front of the Buddha and begged for 500 years, begging him to let me meet you at the most beautiful time, and begging him to let us have a beautiful relationship.

The Buddha then turned me into a tree, growing beside the road you must pass, under the sun, I cautiously bloomed full of flowers, the flowers are the expectations of my previous life, the trembling leaves are the tears I waited, but you, finally walked by in ignorance, and fell to the ground behind you, that is not the petals, that is my withered heart.

This is how I withered, and the moment I died, I saw the surprise on your face, and you lifted my branches and leaves, and wet my clothes with tears. At that moment, I smiled. When I returned to the Buddha, I couldn't stop crying and couldn't kneel for a long time. The Buddha bowed his head and sighed.

In that life, you were the emperor, I was a prisoner of war, you were so high-spirited, and you were a young man. After my father and brother rebelled, you were furious, and I was full of guilt and pain.

You killed all my people, plundered me and returned to the palace, bringing back a plain princess of a foreign race.

You said, you have waited for me so hard, you will love me, take care of me, and stay together for the rest of your life. Yes, I love you, in the cycle of life, what kind of expectations I went through to meet you.

However, I pulled out the dagger from your waist and plunged it into my own heart, and I silently opened my eyes and whispered, "I'm sorry. ”

Yes, I cut myself off in front of you like this, I am cruel, I see your great grief and sorrow in my dying, I hear your helpless groan echoing throughout the palace, you bite your middle finger, put a drop of blood on my wrist, and swear to heaven that you will never abandon me, at that moment, my heart was broken, do you remember? This is the second life on the Sansheng Stone.

After 700 years of struggling and begging in the sea of suffering, the Buddha finally forgave me and stretched out the lotus hand to me, so that I could meet you again and you would not remember me.

Gently touching the wrist, the blood-red fetal marks are actually hot, for the sake of this unfinished trace of the previous life, I hold a handful of broken old things under your arrogant status, even if there is a thousand miles of distance in that smile, I am also moved, glaring at me, if there is an infatuated reproach in that glare, I have no regrets but you just ignore it.

Every night, I pray to the gods with tears, if you look at me, I will die happily, if you don't look at me, I will die a painful death, is it that loving someone is like life and death and willingness?

And you, still ignorant, my waiting heart is painful and happy, I smile and watch you walk past me in disregard, watch your gaze pass over my head, in the story of your existence, what kind of ending is good and the sunset is gentle, listen to many fresh and unfamiliar laughter in my ears, this is the third life.