|151Kanshu.com text|.| Wang Yuan knew where Wei Meng had gone, and instead of following, he sat in the courtyard by himself, drinking fine wine.

Nowadays, Wang Yuan's affairs in the mortal world have also reached the final stage, and the monks have grasped a lot of them.

Moreover, his wife Xu Xiaoxuan's Xu family was also taken care of by Wang Yuan, and there was also a monk in charge.

Wei Meng's affair was unexpected. Wang Yuan was glad to have seen Wei Meng before he gave up his life and died. Otherwise, there were fewer and fewer of his relatives in this world, and there were almost no more people who could be completely trusted.

Wang Yuan muttered, "The aura around Wei Meng's body is very strange, it should be 'Dao Yuan'.

Wang Yuan didn't care too much, but wiped the storage bag and took out a picture scroll, which he carefully sealed.

Gently shake it open, each movement is extremely delicate, for fear of making a mistake and breaking the scroll.

It was a picture of a beautiful woman, the woman in the painting was full of smiles, her beauty was incomprehensible, her figure was slender, she was exquisite, and although it was only a painting, it revealed her beauty.

"Xiaoxuan, after I have cultivated to an advanced level, I vaguely know where you are now, how to find you." Wang Yuan stroked the cheek of the woman in the painting and rubbed it gently.

The wine gourd accidentally fell to the ground, the fruit wine overflowed, and the whole yard was filled with a fragrant smell.

Call.

A little elf flew out of the storage bag.Ling'er rubbed her big eyes.Little nose frowned slightly: "It's so fragrant.Ling'er wants to eat it too."

The little guy followed the smell of the fragrance and saw that it was the wine gourd, and the little guy's beautiful wings were fanned into the wine gourd.

"Hey, it's delicious." Ling'er's appearance, Wang Yuan was unaware of it, and fell into deep thoughts.

It wasn't until half an hour before Wang Yuan put away the scroll, planning to go back to the land of the magic pool once, and hang the scroll next to the crystal coffin, but the real purpose of returning to the land of the magic pool was not like this, and there were more important things waiting for Wang Yuan to do.

At this time, Wang Yuan found that the wine gourd in his hand had fallen to the ground, and when he picked up the wine gourd, he realized that Xiao Ling'er had actually fallen into the gourd.

Xiao Ling'er's little face blushed and came out of the gourd, her wings flapped back and forth, exuding a fragrant smell, fluttering and falling on Wang Yuan's palm, her steps were vain, and she must have been drunk.

"You little one, you still drink." Wang Yuan said speechlessly.

Xiao Ling'er took out a small wooden stick, flew up with a smile, flew around Wang Yuan's fingers, and hummed a little song: "Little Ling'er Feifei, little flowers, Fly, Fly, Fly, ......Fly,

The drunken elf was already talking nonsense, but Wang Yuan didn't take him back into the storage bag, because all the spirit stones in the storage bag had been eaten.

"What can I do, I have contained a little girl who can only eat, and now I'm afraid I'll be drinking again.Fortunately, there is plenty of wine in the Yujing bottle.It's enough for you to drink for a long time." Wang Yuan said with a wry smile.

"It's delicious...... It's delicious, Ling'er still wants to drink it." Xiao Ling'er was talking nonsense at the right time.

Wang Yuan rarely felt a headache.The cave heaven fused with the innate array.The spirit of the innate array's eye was still Xiao Ling'er.She wanted to recover to her heyday.How many spirit stones were needed?This Wang Yuan didn't dare to think about at all.

"Perhaps...... There is a chance to take Ling'er to the spiritual vein of the Yuqing Sect to eat." Wang Yuan smiled.

Wang Yuan knew that it was not only the spirit stones that Xiao Ling'er ate as a substance, as long as it contained spiritual power, she could eat it.

From now on, Wang Yuan should not only think about his own life, but also worry about Ling'er's food.

Xiao Ling'er was still dizzy.Wang Yuan put her on his shoulder.Ling'er was also obedient.sat down.The two little feet kicked wildly.Having fun.

In Wei Meng's memory, Wang Yuan knew the place where he lived in seclusion at that time, so he sorted out his emotions, his body entered the void, and he shrank into inches and disappeared in place.

I moved several times in a row, and I came to this valley, and it was green, and in the hazy mist, it seemed that there were green guards guarding the valley, and the grass was not high, and I could feel the softness when I walked up, and Xiao Ling'er couldn't stay for a moment.

Suddenly, Wang Yuan looked at Xiao Ling'er's body, remembered a magic weapon, and the light flashed on his wrist, and the silver "Ten Places Villain Circle" appeared, Wang Yuan smiled, and said to Xiao Ling'er, "Uncle gave you a treasure."

"Yes, yes, uncle, that's good." Xiao Ling'er showed an innocent smile, flew up from the grass, and landed in Wang Yuan's palm.

The magic weapon of the "Ten Villain Circle" is too specialized, Wang Yuan can't use it for the time being, and it is better to give it to Xiao Ling'er to play.

The small silver ring was shrunk to the size of a small neck suitable for Xiao Ling'er's delicate jade.

Xiao Ling'er obediently kissed her uncle on the face, and then a bell-like laugh sounded in Wang Yuan's ears from time to time.

......

At the end of the valley, there are mountains full of flowers, flocks of butterflies flying, colorful, Wei Meng's emaciated figure stands there lonely, and in front of him are three graves.

"The Tomb of Beloved Wife Liu Liu."

"The Tomb of Master Tang Li."

There is also a small grave, needless to say, it is the grave of a child who has not yet been born.

At the end of this valley of birds and flowers, there are three more graves, which look a little out of place, but also a little thought-provoking, and my heart is unconsciously heavy.

Little Ling'er and the colorful butterflies chased each other and played, and seemed to be able to understand the words of these little butterflies.

Wang Yuan walked over and saw that the three tombs were all covered with an unknown red flower, especially the smallest tomb, which was the largest, completely covering the earthen bag.

Wang Yuan took a look at it and saw the clues.

It is a kind of miraculous flower born of food and resentment, it is a kind of ominous thing, it grows on the grave, the heavier the grievance of the deceased, the larger the size of the flower, the more colorful it is.

Wang Yuan couldn't bear to look at the smallest grave.The unborn child was extremely resentful.The flower on it was the largest and the most colorful.But it was naked-naked.He was very resentful.Why was he already in reincarnation before he was born.

Wang Yuan closed his eyes slightly. The source of life and death came out leisurely, and in this world, the only people who can know life and death as well as he is are those who are reversible.

The breath of life and death appeared, and began to ease these grievances. Wang Yuan's control over the "source of life and death" was extremely heavy, and it was also very draining to carefully expel the grievances of the dead.

The red flowers on the graves of Tang Li and Liu Liu first withered and were finally blown away by a gust of wind.

But the extremely gorgeous flowers on the child's grave could not dissipate for a long time.Wei Meng saw it in his eyes.The iron-beaten man couldn't help it.The eyes flashed with fine light.He clenched his fists.

And the bone-chilling cold around him became more and more cold, and the snowflakes fell to the ground, and soon accumulated a thick layer of snow, and the range of this snow only remained around him.

It's not that Wang Yuan's "source of life and death" can't get rid of this demonic flower born of resentment.It's that he's afraid that the power will be too great.Destroy here.Careful step by step, he can't get rid of these grievances.

As a last resort, Wang Yuan took out the Buddha and cultivated the wood carving, and placed the wood carving in front of the tomb.

Wei Meng acquiesced to Wang Yuan's approach and didn't say much.

With this wood carving, the red flower quickly melted away, and the resentment dispersed in a hurry, and you can go to reincarnation with peace of mind.

Looking at the three graves, the scenes of that year crossed my mind.

When Wei Meng was in retreat and cultivating, Liu Liu took care of him instead, and he patiently explained to Wang Yuan about the problems in cultivation.

Tang Li, needless to say, because the promise concealed his cultivation, he gave up his position as the head of Ren, and he had a hot temper. The monks in the Linyuan faction were afraid of Tang Li's lineage, and the three of them were afraid of causing trouble.

As Wang Yuan was rethinking, Wei Meng suddenly leaned and fell to the ground, his whole body was cold, his expression was stiff, his lips were purple, Wang Yuan reached out and probed, and his Yuan Ying was also exuding a cold breath.

Without saying a word, Wang Yuan waved out a piece of Shenhua, Xiaozhou appeared, moved Wei Meng to Xiaozhou, and began to check why he fainted.

Wang Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly, and the thought came, and the black and gray qi surrounded Wei Meng's whole body, although the cold aura was very strong, no matter how strong it was, it could not be stronger than Wang Yuan's breath of "life and death".

From Wei Meng's body, Wang Yuan sensed a faint aura of "Dao Source", which was not yet mature, and it was also the "Dao Source" that Wei Meng began to comprehend after breaking through the Yuan Infant Period.

Just when Wang Yuan's brows were furrowed, Xiao Ling'er landed in the boat with a huge butterfly, and she said crisply, "Uncle, uncle, you come and see my new friend."

In this case, Wang Yuan didn't have time to explain to her.It was a demon cultivator butterfly spirit who had already begun to cultivate.Focus on Wei Meng.

Xiao Ling'er pursed her lips, flew to Wang Yuan dissatisfied, and pointed at Wang Yuan with one hand: "Bad uncle, bad uncle, bad uncle...... Huh."

Xiao Ling'er let out a sigh easily, and fell down to look at Wei Meng, and after feeling this breath, her mouth was round: "Wow."

Wang Yuan was stunned and asked, "Do you know what this is?"

"Hmph, Ling'er doesn't tell uncle." Xiao Ling'er raised her little face and secretly looked at Wang Yuan's expression.

Wang Yuan smiled slightly, took out a wine gourd and said, "You know this time."

"Hmm." Xiao Ling'er nodded vigorously. This is the mutated 'Dao Source'. Ling'er once heard an old grandfather say it."

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