When Meng Xiuyuan came down from the ethereal peak of the Tianshan Mountains, his mood was a little complicated.

Unlike in his previous life, when he was so unexpectedly and hurried, Meng Xiuyuan at this moment already knew what would happen next, and he naturally couldn't help but feel some sorrow in his heart.

After all, he said that he was crossing over, but in fact he was also reincarnated, and it was not as simple as playing a new game after all.

Meng Xiuyuan involuntarily thought about who he should say goodbye to before leaving.

After thinking about it for a long time, I only felt that the side might be able to ignore it, but at least I still had to go to the immortal Changchun Valley in Dali.

After all, he has been in a hurry for more than ten years in this life, if he really says who he is most grateful to, it should only be Uncle Qiao and Aunt Qiao.

Although Meng Xiuyuan has done his best to take good care of the old couple over the years, Meng Xiuyuan still doesn't dare to say that he has returned the nurturing grace and love.

……

The mountains are high and the roads are dangerous, and it is difficult to stop Meng Xiuyuan, who has achieved great martial arts, only more than half a month, and he has rushed to the outside of the immortal Changchun Valley.

And Taniguchi's original abyss, which was like a moat, can be crossed with just a leap of breath at this moment.

After a long time, I came to this cave blessed land, and I only felt that the time here seemed to stand still, looking from a distance, I saw that the forest was gradually dyed, the grass was like grass, and the scenery was exactly the same as when Meng Xiuyuan left last time.

And those villagers in the valley were still simple and enthusiastic, and Meng Xiuyuan, who saw him, suddenly appeared, neither surprised nor panicked, and only greeted him with a smile.

"Meng Gongzi, I said, why are the birds in this tree calling so diligently today, it turns out that there is a noble person like you who is visiting......"

Mu Zeng, the old village chief, happened to be sitting at the entrance of the village, playing with a few children, and was very happy to see Meng Xiuyuan's face, and immediately got up to greet him.

"The old gentleman is polite, what kind of guest am I......"

Meng Xiuyuan bowed his hand politely to the old village chief, and then asked:

"By the way, are my Uncle Qiao and Aunt Qiao in the village at the moment?

I came here to visit them. ”

Meng Xiuyuan was in a hurry to go to Shaolin Temple last time, and just sent Qiao Sanhuai and his wife to this valley, turned around and left, so he didn't know where the old couple lived at the moment.

The implication is that he actually wants to ask the old village chief to find someone to guide him.

No, after Mu Zeng heard this, he shook his head with a smile and replied to Meng Xiuyuan:

"Meng Gongzi, although I haven't seen your two elders today.

But come to think of it, they will never be in the village at this moment. ”

Meng Xiuyuan was stunned when he heard this, he didn't understand what the old village chief meant, and before he could say anything, he saw that the old man had already walked out first, and at the same time turned to Meng Xiuyuan and replied:

"Let's go, Meng Gongzi, I'll take you to find the two of them.

It just so happened that I had been hungry for the food and drinks at these two children's homes, and I had been worried that I couldn't find a reason to eat and drink.

When you come today, they are going to have a feast, little old man, and I want to enjoy it......"

As he spoke, the old village chief Mu Zeng coaxed the children around him, and took Meng Xiuyuan around the village and walked towards the back mountain.

After a long time of not seeing each other, the old man was still brisk, but in a quarter of an hour, the two of them turned a bend in the mountain, and went around to the east side of the lake, and saw an open field full of golden ears of wheat.

The old village chief of Muzeng pointed to the two figures plowing in the field, and said to Meng Xiu:

"Meng Gongzi, these two elders of yours are so diligent that they embarrass us in the village.

Every day, if the thunder does not move, I have to come to this field to work for most of the day.

The two of them planted the land and raised more chickens, ducks and livestock than four or five of us.

At first, I thought that they did not understand the situation in this valley, so I introduced them to them, saying that there were enough wild fruits and wild animals in this valley, so there was no need to work so hard.

Anyway, they are still not idle all day......"

Meng Xiuyuan was stunned when he heard this, he didn't think that the old couple lived in such a blessed land and a fairyland, and they still couldn't change their thrifty nature.

Shaking his head and smiling, Meng Xiuyuan arched his hand towards Mr. Mu Zeng, and then turned around and walked towards the wheat field.

To Meng Xiuyuan's surprise, as soon as he got closer, he felt that something was wrong. The backs of a man and a woman in this field are very different from the Qiao Sanhuai couple in their memory.

"Uncle Qiao, Aunt Qiao......"

Meng Xiuyuan spoke a little hesitantly, but he was afraid that the old village chief was old and remembered something.

"Brother Meng...... Brother Meng, why are you here?! ”

The two turned their heads when they heard the sound, they were both very happy, and immediately put down the farm tools in their hands and walked towards Meng Xiuyuan.

However, Meng Xiuyuan was slightly stunned at this moment, because the faces of the two people in front of him were really beyond his expectations.

At first glance, it was clear that they were two men and women in their early thirties, with tall bodies and bright faces, if it weren't for the fact that the eyebrows and eyes were still the same as before, Meng Xiuyuan would almost not recognize the two of them.

……

Half an hour later, in the new home of Qiao Sanhuai and his wife, the old couple with quick hands and feet had already put food on the table.

However, at this time, it is already a little awkward to say that it is an "old couple", because from the outside, the two of them are really too different from this title, at most they can only be regarded as a middle-aged couple.

"There have never been outsiders in this valley, so seeing the two of them getting younger and younger day by day, we actually think it's very strange......

The old village chief Mu Zeng poured himself a glass of wine, pointed to Qiao Sanhuai and his wife and said with a smile, obviously quite familiar with each other and had a very good relationship.

"Hey, don't talk about others, even the two of us can't even dream of it.

After living for decades, I felt that this life was about to come to an end.

Who knows, you can be young again, it's really ...... It's ......."

Qiao Sanhuai looked at the young wife beside him, and saw that there were no wrinkles on his face, and his spirit was very sufficient, and he was very emotional in his heart, and he was speechless for a while.

"I really want to thank Brother Meng for being so attentive to the two of us.

If he hadn't sent us to this fairyland-like place, how could there be such an opportunity. ”

Aunt Qiao took Uncle Qiao's words and said to Meng Xiuyuan sincerely.

Meng Xiuyuan shook his head when he heard this, he didn't expect that this immortal Changchun Valley still had such a magical effect.

He subconsciously looked around the room, but saw that although it was not luxurious, it was very spacious, bright, neat and decent, and it was obvious that he had put a lot of effort into taking care of it on weekdays.

Thinking of what the old village chief said, the couple had to work in the fields for a long time every day, Meng Xiuyuan was afraid that they would be too tired, so he immediately persuaded:

"Uncle Qiao, Aunt Qiao, I came this time, maybe I can stay for a while.

If something is missing, tell me that it will be convenient for me to go out and buy it.

After all, you all have some sick roots, don't work too hard......"

Meng Xiuyuan remembered that Xue Muhua once told him that the old couple worked too hard when they were young and damaged their foundation. Even with the medical skills of the Carefree School, it cannot be completely cured.

Although the aura in this immortal Changchun Valley is magical, it is better to be careful after all.

No, when Qiao Sanhuai heard this, he immediately shook his head and said to Meng Xiu:

"Brother Meng, you don't need to worry about the two of us.

After a few months of living in this valley, he was cured of all his ailments.

I only feel that there is endless energy in this body now, even when I was young, I never had such a good time.

The little work in the field is like playing, but it's not tiring. ”

When Aunt Qiao heard this, she immediately echoed on the side:

"Yes, yes.

Everything in this valley is good, even the soil is immortal soil.

When the seeds are thrown down, there is no need for fertilizer, and the crops grow like crazy with a little watering and weeding.

Tell me, isn't it a pity not to plant such a good land? ”

Meng Xiuyuan smiled when he heard this, and he didn't want to persuade him anymore, just said that the couple was happy themselves, and turned to talk to them about other things in life.

The two of them are younger, and their mentality has also become younger, and they talk endlessly, much more talkative than in the past.

From how to build this house, to how to reclaim a large piece of land, to raising chickens and ducks on weekdays.

Although it was all trivial, the meaning revealed between the words was obviously very happy.

Obviously, he and his wife lived in this valley, and they lived happily and comfortably than when they were served by Hanya Bayou.

Seeing this, Meng Xiu couldn't help but feel relieved for the two of them.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Mu Zeng, the old village chief, said goodbye and left, and the meal was over.

Before Aunt Qiao cleaned up the dining table, Meng Xiuyuan pulled the couple in front of him and checked their pulses separately to check their respective physical conditions, just in case.

First Uncle Qiao, Meng Xiuyuan put his hand on his wrist, and the true qi in his body simply turned around, and his eyes lit up.

As he himself said, Qiao Sanhuai's physical condition at this time was indeed very good, the meridians were smooth, the qi and blood were sufficient, and he couldn't see the fatigue and weakness of an old man at all.

Coupled with the wisps of heaven and earth aura in his body, it is no wonder that he said that he was more experienced than when he was younger.

As a result, Meng Xiuyuan couldn't help but sigh, only feeling that he had studied too little about the effect of the Heavenly Spiritual Qi. There are many mysteries that should be discovered in the future.

After thinking about it, although Meng Xiuyuan could already guess the result, he still subconsciously put his hand on Aunt Qiao's wrist again and checked it for her.

I don't want to, at this time, the change is abrupt.

"This ......"

Meng Xiuyuan's hand trembled slightly, and he raised his head suddenly, his face was very strange.

"Brother Meng, what's wrong, but what's wrong with your aunt's body?!"

Qiao Sanhuai was worried about her daughter-in-law, and hurriedly asked when she saw this.

Aunt Qiao knew that Meng Xiuyuan was capable, and when she saw him with such an expression, she only said that she was afraid that something was wrong, and she couldn't help frowning.

However, she had a tough personality, and she was not overwhelmed by the bad news, she only took a deep breath, and then said to Meng Xiuyuan:

"Brother Meng, if I have anything, you just say it.

Under your care, I have lived so many comfortable years, which is already a blessing that I should not have in this life.

I'm going to die right now, and I don't have any regrets......"

Before Aunt Qiao finished speaking, Meng Xiuyuan shook his head solemnly and interrupted:

"Aunt Qiao, don't worry, it's not a bad thing.

On the contrary, it's a great thing......"

While speaking, Meng Xiuyuan paused slightly, first looked at Aunt Qiao, then turned his head and looked at Uncle Qiao with a smile, and finally bared his teeth and said:

"Auntie, your pulse is slippery, like a bead, but you are happy!

Congratulations! ”

……

More than a month later, Meng Xiuyuan said goodbye to Qiao Sanhuai and his wife and left the Immortal Changchun Valley.

Originally, he waited for a few more months and left after seeing that Aunt Qiao's mother and son were safe.

However, according to Mu Zeng, the old village head, in this valley for thousands of years, there has never been a pregnant woman who has problems during pregnancy or childbirth, and every child is born smoothly and healthily.

Therefore, after Meng Xiuyuan sorted out the meridians for Aunt Qiao many times with his true qi, he didn't stay long.

Seeing that the husband and wife are looking forward to the happy state of raising children in the future every day, Meng Xiuyuan is not only relieved for them, but also feels relaxed.

It's just that the Tao is the biggest concern in this world, and it has been completely let go.

After that, Meng Xiuyuan first went to visit Zhong Ling in the Valley of Ten Thousand Tribulations in Dali, played with this innocent and lovely little girl for a few days, and said goodbye seriously.

Then he returned to the Central Plains, gathered the remaining six people among the eight friends of Nahan Valley, and taught a lot of martial arts to these good teachers and nephews who really treated him sincerely.

After all this was done, Meng Xiuyuan went up to Shaomu Mountain alone on a crisp and sunny autumn day.

Between the shaky figures, Meng Xiuyuan turned into a green shadow, and without deliberately concealing his traces, he silently jumped into the Shaolin Temple and walked into the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, and no one found his figure at all.

"Master, excuse me."

Unlike last time, as soon as Meng Xiuyuan entered the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, he had already sensed the breath of the sweeping monk, and immediately spread his voice with internal strength and spoke politely to him.

"Amitabha. Master Meng, I haven't seen you for a few months, but you are very different......

I don't know what you're looking for? ”

The sweeping monk walked out slowly, and a pair of eyes looked at Meng Xiuyuan, but it was difficult to be as ancient as before.

"Why does the master have to ask knowingly?"

Meng Xiuyuan smiled slightly, and his true qi was slightly revealed.

"It's good, it's good, it's right, Master Meng Shi is dedicated to martial arts, and at this moment, his kung fu has made great progress, so he came to learn from Lao Gao......

Please come with me, this scripture pavilion can't stand our toss at this moment. ”

As he spoke, the sweeping monk immediately flashed out of the window, his body like a kite flying without a trace. Meng Xiuyuan followed closely, and it didn't take long for the two of them to arrive in a wasteland in the back mountain.

"Master Meng, can you let the old man make a move?"

After the sweeping monk stood still, he looked at Meng Xiuyuan for a long time, and finally said so.

Meng Xiuyuan didn't feel strange, nodded politely, and said, "Master, please."

The next moment, the sweeping monk immediately stretched out his palms towards Meng Xiuyuan a few times, and he couldn't see what kind of martial arts it was, but they were all simple and natural, impeccable, and obviously had reached the realm of doing whatever he wanted.

Seeing this, Meng Xiu also fought back with his palm, and heard a few bangs, and the two of them didn't seem to have seen a victory.

"Amitabha, Master Meng Shi is young, and his divine skills are so strong that he is already better than the old Mr. Xiaoyaozi back then......

Thanks a lot...... Thank you donor. ”

After a slight gasp, the sweeping monk bowed his head and bowed, his hands trembling uncontrollably.

"The master is polite, and I will take my leave."

Meng Xiuyuan's goal has been achieved, although it is far from being fun, there is no need to embarrass the old monk anymore, so he immediately said politely, turned around and wanted to leave.

I didn't want to, but the voice of the sweeping monk suddenly came from behind.

"Donor and slow ......"

Meng Xiuyuan was a little surprised when he heard this, turned his head and asked:

"What else is the matter with the master?"

I saw the sweeping monk bowing slightly towards Meng Xiuyuan, and said sincerely:

"Lao Qu is in martial arts, although he has no heart to win or lose, but he still has the desire to learn.

Can you please show your true skills, so that the old man can see how this supreme martial arts of Taoism is different from that of Patriarch Bodhidharma? ”

Meng Xiuyuan was slightly stunned when he heard this, but then he nodded and said to the sweeping monk:

"In the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion back then, the master's guidance and grace, I still dare not forget.

Since the master has said this, I should cooperate. ”

As he spoke, Meng Xiuyuan withdrew a few steps and retreated to a foot away from the sweeping monk.

"Is the master ready?"

"Yes, Lord Meng, please......"

The sweeping monk took a light breath, folded his hands again, lowered his head slightly, and confessed that there seemed to be no waves in the ancient well, but his true qi was like a river flowing endlessly.

"Then, Master, please be careful......"

Although Meng Xiuyuan said this, he didn't make a move, but immediately turned around again, brought a gust of breeze, and left towards the bottom of the mountain.

When the sweeping monk saw this scene, he was puzzled in his heart and was about to ask questions.

At this moment, he suddenly lowered his jaw and looked down, but a wisp of his silver-white beard had fallen to the ground.

The sky tornado is over, and tomorrow is a full day's rest.

(End of chapter)