The powerful anger made Lu Chengfeng's chest churn with a sea of blood, and his face suddenly turned pale, but fortunately he tried his best to hold back, otherwise a mouthful of blood might spurt out at any time.

Shangguan Xing'er saw that he was trembling with anger, worried about the attack, so he hurriedly ran over and gently stroked his chest, and muttered, "Okay, it's okay if I don't go with you, I see that you are ...... angry."

Unexpectedly, the voice of the Sanyin monk suddenly came, "Lord Lu Shi is so courageous, he should have demolished this wooden house a long time ago, so he used the sky as the cover and the ground as the pavement, wouldn't it be happy!"

When everyone followed the prestige, they only heard his body and did not see him, and when he was wondering, Shangguan Xing'er explained, "This is a thousand miles of sound transmission, it is the unique internal skill of Master Sanskrit, even if he is thousands of miles away, he can hear his voice." ”

Without the shelter of the wooden house, what is presented in front of you is a picturesque scenery. It's just that they are too busy here and have been ignoring the good scenery in front of them. As far as the eye can see, there is a sea of flowers created by the flowers on the other side, and the smell is fragrant. Between the blood red and the snow white, a great river was rushing, the waves were splashing, and the monk Sanskrit was floating at the end of the river.

It's just that the beautiful scenery is beautiful, but the flowers on the other side of these two colors are far away, and they are distinct. Qiao Meijiao couldn't help but ask, "They are both flowers on the other side, why can't they grow together?"

Asked this question, Shangguan Xing'er told a poignant legend.

There are two types of flowers, the red one is called Manju Sawa and the white one is Mandala Flower. There is a cloud in the Buddhist scriptures, "The flowers on the other side bloom for a thousand years, fall for a thousand years, and the flowers and leaves will never meet." Love is not cause and effect, fate is destined for life and death. ”

According to legend, a long time ago, there were two people named Pi and An. At the Lantern Festival one year, the two fell in love at first sight at the Lechuan Bridge. It's a pity that they were too young at that time to have the courage to express their love in their hearts. When they each went home, they only felt tossing and turning, and when they closed their eyes, they were all looking like each other. Until the Lantern Festival of the second year, the two were still concerned about each other, so they planned to go to the Lechuan Bridge to try their luck, but they didn't expect to see each other at the same time when they looked up.

The fact that they secretly met at the Lechuan Bridge was later known by the family, and the two parties fought over the matter repeatedly, and the two of them were taken home separately. Later, I learned that these two families were the two largest families in the city at that time, and it was a feud between each other. Rao is like this, the two young people still secretly date despite the opposition of their families, and even make a private agreement for life at Lechuan Bridge.

This incident caused a storm in the city at that time, and the two families locked the two in their homes in order to take care of their reputation and face, but they couldn't stop their longing, and even forced each other to die. The family had no choice but to let them out, but since then they have been under house arrest, accompanied by people as long as they go out, and they will be forcibly taken home at the slightest disturbance. In desperation, they had no choice but to pass on the book to each other, but the good times did not last long, and their affairs were still discovered by their families.

In order to completely cut off their contacts, the two families demolished the Lechuan Bridge at the same time, and since then the Lethe River has been like a huge chasm separating the two lives. Since then, the boy is silent at home, but the woman is always at home. One day three years later, the two families moved south to escape the war, and they were too busy to take care of them. Taking advantage of this opportunity, the two of them rushed to the other side at the same time with a flat boat, and when they were separated from each other in the river, they were overjoyed to see each other. But they rejoiced too soon, and a group of defeated and fleeing soldiers and horses waded across the river, and when they saw the beautiful woman in the middle of the river, they were disgusted, and the boy was finally beheaded by the sword to protect the woman's safety, and the pair of officers and soldiers fled in all directions because of the arrival of the pursuers.

I finally met, but I didn't expect this meeting to be goodbye. The woman carried the boy's body to the other side, and the blood inadvertently stained the river beach. Xu is the young man's unwillingness before he died, and a bright flower like blood appeared everywhere his blood went.

However, when the woman's family arrived later, they saw her holding the body of the enemy's child, and immediately ordered her to be pulled from the other side. But seeing that her lover's body was uncared for on the other side, she chose to commit suicide in grief and anger, but her family was sad and buried her in place because of the rush of time. Although there is only a Lethe River between the two, they can only look at each other from a distance.

Because this woman was too obsessed, when she went to Huangquan Road alone, she never refused to drink Meng Po soup and forgot her previous life. She looked at Tang blankly and said, "Everyone has to forget their feelings, I don't forget, after reincarnation, I will go to find my wife." ”

Meng Po was grateful for the deep affection between the two and her heart to fulfill them, but she was worried about breaking the rules of heaven, so she turned into a leaf on the flower. But this flower is very peculiar, there are flowers without leaves, there are leaves without flowers, flowers and leaves can never see each other.

Many more years passed, the war subsided, and the boy's family came to pay their respects. When he accidentally learned that the woman of the sorrowful family was buried on the other side of the river, he was afraid that they would have a private meeting in the underworld, so he put the most poisonous curse on the graves of the two at the same time, damning them that they would never be together.

I don't know how many reincarnations have passed, and suddenly one day a high monk passed by here. Seeing a flower on the ground with extraordinary magnificence, the demon red like fire, the monk came to it to look carefully, and saw the mystery at a glance. Neither sad nor angry, he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed three times, and reached out and plucked the flower from the ground.

The monk put the flower in his hand and said with emotion: "In the previous life, you couldn't see each other, after countless reincarnations, you couldn't stay in love, the so-called division and union is just fate and fate, you have a curse, so that you don't disperse but don't separate." The monk will help you unlock this vicious spell, take you to the other side, and let you continue to protect your beloved in the wilderness!"

However, on the way back, it suddenly rained heavily, and in order to avoid the rain, the monk had to find a place to take shelter under the eaves. But the rain fell so much that all the flowers turned pure white, and the blood-like red went down the river back into the Lethe River, and finally with the waves attached to the opposite side of the riverbank, and for a long time it did not disperse, and even the river beach turned into a blood-red color. The monk pondered for a moment and laughed, "Great joy is better than great sorrow, it is better to remember than to forget, right and wrong, how can you tell the difference? Good flower, good flower!" The monk planted this flower on the other side, called it Mandala Hua, and because it was on the other side, called it the flower on the other side.

But in the dead of night, a woman's voice suddenly came from the other side, "I am waiting for you here, and no one can separate us." ”

It turned out that before he brought this mandala to the other side, all the leaves had fallen. And when the monk pinched his fingers, he realized that although Meng Po promised them to be together, and then turned the woman into a mandala flower, they never knew the existence of the other party.

The monks had the intention to fulfill them, but they did bad things with good intentions, and in the end they were separated again. Looking at the lonely leaves on the other bank, the monk felt guilty and took out a seed and threw it at the other bank, and after a while, a redder flower broke through the ground. The monk stood on the other side and sighed, "Since you are destined not to be together, you can know that the other party is close at hand, and it is also a kind of fate to look at each other in pairs!

Many years later, when the world saw the two seas of flowers by the Lechuan River, they forgot their real names, and just kept calling them the flowers on the other side.

After listening to the poignant legend about the flowers on the other side, Qiao Meijiao couldn't help but sigh, "That's not bad, at least they are all in love with each other, even if there is a Lethe River in between, it's just a matter of leisure!"

Lu Chengfeng listened attentively, and it took a long time to come back to his senses, and when he saw that Shangguan Xing'er had tears in his eyes, he asked softly, "Is this true, or is it just a legend?"

When Shangguan Xing'er heard this, he immediately burst into tears and laughed, "Pig's head! Of course it's a legend, it's just a Lechuan River, and you can climb it!"

"Then why are you so close to crying when you tell the truth, or is it because you yourself are Manju Sahua?"

Shangguan Xing'er didn't reply, but just plucked a flower from the ground and put it in front of Lu Chengfeng's nose and asked, "Do you smell it, is it fragrant?"

Lu Chengfeng looked at this blood-like flower on the other side and suddenly felt compassion, and a fragrance that was the same as Shangguan Xing'er's body immediately came to his nose, but after a while, he faintly began to feel a little dizzy, and before he could shout, he lost consciousness in a daze, and finally fell into Shangguan Xing'er's arms.

"Is there any difference between going to the Dragon Empty Gate with your cultivation and sending them to death?"

Qiao Meijiao had actually seen her secretly casting spells, but she just didn't want to explain it.

At this time, Shangguan Xing'er looked at the sky, and said indifferently, "Today is the last day, if he can't find the Tianxuan Golden Pill again, he will die!

"But once he wakes up and finds that you have gone to the Dragon Sky Gate, what do you think he will do with his temperament?"

"I can't control so much, as long as there is a glimmer of life, I must not give up!"

Qiao Meijiao saw that she had made up her mind, so she no longer dissuaded, but said softly, "I'm afraid it's too late to rush to Longkong Gate from here in one day, so why don't I go with you!"

Shangguan Xing'er shook his head and said, "No, I'm going to be with my obsession, if he wakes up tomorrow, you will definitely stop him no matter what, this is the last thing I beg you before I die!"

Qiao Meijiao thought for a moment and finally nodded in agreement.

But the Sanskrit monk didn't know when he had flown in, and he saw that his face showed a rare solemnity, "Are you really going?"

"Yes, master, if I die, you will leave Chengfeng to this chief's care!" Shangguan Xing'er said and turned her head and glanced at Lu Chengfeng reluctantly, and at this time she was already with tears in her eyes, she buried her head tightly in the young man's arms, and muttered, "Every time you stand up to protect me, this time it should be replaced by me, don't blame me when you wake up!"

In the starry night, looking at the dazzling red disappearing into the vast night with obsession, the Sanskrit monk couldn't help but sigh and said, "Let you reincarnate in the third life, in the end it will only increase the sadness, why bother!"

(End of chapter)