Zhengyi shouted at the head: "Little friend, the tribulation is also a natural fate, since you can recognize yourself in thousands of obsessions, why not make persistent efforts, kick in the door, and quickly have an epiphany!"

That Mo Zhongqing's body trembled, and he reluctantly said: "Thank you Zhengyi Zhenren, junior, junior... I'm ashamed!"

Mo Zhongqing's words were choked, and as he spoke, he lowered his head slightly to the side, clenching his fists. He has no face to face Zhengyi, and he also knows that his reason is true, and he knows that he carries all kinds of obsessions of others, in other words, he has already gone through several cycles of life and death, and tasted the misery of red dust.

In contrast, Mo Zhongqing's experience is not the most tragic, on the contrary, it is a gift from God that he can stay alone with Bai Suyi on the Sumeru map for several years. With this great opportunity, he should be enlightened even more suddenly as a guest official, the wind is light, and he smiles!

Mo Zhongqing had thought about it for a moment, but he had a long heart, and he asked himself, how can others experience more misery than what happens to "me"? In the end, how can Mo Zhongqing let go of the obsession of "me" and the white clothes in his heart, and he lost this God-given fate in vain, and failed to realize the Taoist realm of "no self".

But he didn't regret it, and he was even glad that he didn't realize it!

So he put the words in his stomach and thought about it again and again, and finally said: "The younger generation is incompetent, and he can't let it go after all!"

Saying this, Mo Zhongqing thought that he would open his mouth to reprimand him for a while, but unexpectedly, the other party just touched half a foot of white beard, smiled and said: "Hahaha, dust causes and effects, different paths lead to the same end." Congratulations to Xiaoyou for entering the Tao with love!"

Mo Zhongqing was stunned for a moment, carefully pondering the subtle meaning of the words, and suddenly opened his mouth, and just wanted to speak, but he waved his hand and looked at Meng Po and said, "It's important to leave here first." ”

Not far away, Mo Li saw that Mo Zhongqing had recovered his memory, and he was happy for him in his heart, but looking at Mo Zhongqing's gradually enlightening look, he held the lotus lamp tightly for a while and didn't know where to talk.

"Ahem, ahem......"

On the side, Meng Po coughed twice, and didn't seem to take the general behavior of the two to heart at all. She paused on the bridge with her crutches, stretched out her thin fingers to hold the stone bowl, and said in a hoarse voice like a routine: "All living beings are miserable, all because of obsession, let's drink water and cross the bridge." ”

Zhengyi stepped forward and said respectfully: "Don't bother with your mother-in-law, Poor Dao will take Xiaoyou back, this bowl of water should be drunk later." ”

"Hehe......"

Meng Po suddenly laughed, turned over her thin palm, threw away the stone bowl, and her cloudy eyes slowly moved to Zhengyi and gradually stared: "What is this place where a real person is an old man?"

Zhengyi smiled and said unhurriedly: "This is the Nai He Bridge, if all souls want to go to reincarnation, they will have to fight on this bridge, but the poor road and the little friend Yang have not finished their life, why should Meng Po work hard?"

Mo Zhongqing's eyes lit up, and he bowed in front of Meng Po and said, "Dare to ask Meng Po, I don't know if there is a woman named Bai Suyi passing by here?"

The reason why Mo Zhongqing asked this naturally had a glimmer of hope, and there was a hint of hope in those eyes, Meng Po was used to seeing this kind of look, how could she not know what he was envisioning, so she staggered forward with a cane, and said with a numb expression: "Ah Li, you see, mortals have endless desires, their obsessions are deep-rooted, and they obviously have a heaven-sent fate but are not enlightened! Do you still want such ordinary people to be your flower slaves?"

"I ......"

Mo Li glanced at Mo Zhongqing deeply, and was undecided for a while, Meng Po didn't give her room to think, looked at Mo Zhongqing and the two and said again: "But whether you want it or not, the old body has already given them a chance! And now, they actually said that they want to turn back, ho ho ho! Ah Li, tell them the rules on the Huangquan Road!"

"I ...... Mother-in-law!"

Mo Li's face changed suddenly, and he seemed to be extremely reluctant to say what the rules were. Meng Po was still laughing when she heard this, but the laughter was undoubtedly more and more terrifying, like a night owl on the third watch.

Her body seemed to be trembling because she was laughing too hard, and her laughter stopped suddenly, only to see her eyes suddenly burst out, and her right hand was holding a cane and suddenly looking at the ground with a heavy blow!

Suddenly, the yin wind swept suddenly, the fog on the bridge suddenly opened, and the strange wind on the side of Mo Lijing blew, a pair of eyes lost their look in the blink of an eye, became empty and dull, like a marionette, the lotus-shaped lamp in her hand was extinguished in an instant, and became lifeless, for a moment, I saw her twist her white and stiff neck staring at Zheng and Mo, and said quietly: "The flowers on the other side are blooming on both sides, but the bridge is in vain......"

This fourteen words are familiar to Mo Zhongqing, and they are extremely commonplace, but reading them from Mo Li makes people's scalps tingle, and they suddenly feel a burst of coldness, and the whole body is getting heavier and heavier for some reason, almost like lead.

What surprised him even more was that as the yin wind howled and the fog swirled endlessly, the air was already raining flowers, and the blood-red and gorgeous flowers on the other side floated in pieces like enlarged dandelions, falling in the fog and dyeing the bridge deck.

However, after a while, Meng Po didn't know where to go, and out of the fog, more than a dozen girls who were the same as Mo Li came out, they looked generally cute, their expressions were generally indifferent, holding red lotus lanterns and pressing step by step, and their eyes were staring at the two people in the bridge!

Mo Zhongqing was surprised to see such a battle, but at the same time, he would not forget Mo Li, he remembered that if it wasn't for this little girl to take care of him, he was afraid that he would have been gone, and now looking at Mo Li, whose eyes were as empty as dead things, holding the only jade lotus lamp, Mo Zhongqing was a little unbearable, and his feet just wanted to step forward but were stopped by Zhengyi and said: "What did Xiaoyou do!? ”

"Save her. ”

Mo Zhongqing naturally didn't have time to explain that she was kind to him, and when he heard the words, he didn't know why he wanted to save them, but he naturally knew more than Mo Zhongqing, and he also knew that the little girl had been controlled by Meng Po, and if she wanted to save her, she had to destroy Meng Po, but looking at more and more girls, her brows froze, and she groaned slightly: "That's one of the many soul detaining envoys under Meng Po, and she can't save it, not to mention that she wants to kill you now!"

Seeing this, he quickly pulled off the wooden hairpin on his head, and blew it, and the hairpin was good in the wind, but in a moment, a three-foot wooden sword was in his hand, and he shouted loudly: "Meng Po, the poor road is offended!"

Six-character shouting, piercing the wind and filling his ears, Mo Zhongqing almost lost his deafness in both ears, but the army of girls who were flying in front of him followed for a moment, and then saw a flash of sword light, and a ray of light instantly slashed towards the dozen or so girls who were deceiving him. Suddenly, several poignant and mournful voices suddenly resounded in the air, piercing the minds of the two.

Mo Zhongqing immediately felt a splitting headache, and the wail that seemed to be strange made Mo Zhongqing's heart particularly unbearable. Just when he was desperately resisting the screaming sound in his mind, he suddenly felt heat in his palm, and the scream disappeared, but when he turned his head, he saw Zheng waving his sword in one hand, and pulling Mo Zhongqing with one hand and said, "Protect the spiritual platform, go!"

As soon as the word "go" passed, Zhengyi couldn't help but pull Mo Zhongqing to jump suddenly, slashing his sword in the air, the two of them rode the wind and walked smartly, but in less than three breaths, Zhengyi suddenly stopped in the air and showed a solemn face, Mo Zhongqing didn't know the reason at first, but looked down through the fog, and his eyes changed color!

It turned out that the two of them had not left the Nai He Bridge half an inch after three breaths, Rao was a fast and thousands of miles away from the wind, but for some reason the bridge deck of the Nai He Bridge under their feet was never far away, so weird. Zhengyi and Mo Zhongqing had never stepped on the Nai He Bridge, but this move made the two stunned on the spot.

This bridge is the obsession in the heart of the soul, if you don't drink the water of forgetfulness, you can't forget the obsession. This obsession is deep, the longer the bridge is, Mo Zhongqing's love for Bai Suyi, it can be said that the obsession is deep, how can he suddenly realize it and not be haunted by obsession?

Meng Po guarded the bridge and naturally knew this truth, because she was not in a hurry at all, seeing that the faces of the two of them were getting worse and worse, she didn't know where to go: "For thousands of years, there are only two choices on the bridge, either cross the bridge and reincarnate, or fall into the water and wait for death! Even if the immortals, Buddhas, gods and demons are here, they are no exception! But today you want to go? Ho!

"Long-term love locks this life, and the soul chain is trapped in a hundred bones!"

Meng Po gave an order, and hundreds of girls under the bridge held the lamp in their right hands and drank in unison! Several pairs of white left hands suddenly stretched out their cuffs and pointed at the two of them in the sky, and immediately thousands of black soul chains came out from under the girls' sleeves, like thousands of black lights shooting towards the two of them, but listening to the wind Constantly, all of a sudden, Mo Zhongqing's heart was shocked, as soon as he raised his sword to greet him, the two of them were immediately besieged, from head to toe, all of them were entangled in chains, and his chest was pierced by several soul locks, his face immediately showed pain, and his chest was even more full of six desires, which made him feel uneasy.

Zhengyi knew that the soul lock was powerful, and knew that he was born with restraint on the soul, so he held the sword in his right hand to block the attack, and his left hand slammed on his shoulder, and frequently sent into the precious Yuanyang so that his soul would not be damaged.

Mo Zhongqing beside him already knew that he was a burden, and when he saw Zhengyi, he did not hesitate to protect himself, desperately pressed down the chaotic desires in his chest, and roared with difficulty: "Let go of me, you go by yourself!"

At this critical moment, Mo Zhongqing couldn't care about humility, and as soon as he heard it, he suddenly cut off all the soul locks on Mo Zhongqing's chest with the "Hug Yuan Gui One" in the Kunlun Sword Technique, and said with a smile: "Xiaoyou and Poor Dao come together, and when you go, you should go together!"

"Neither of you wants to leave!"

Suddenly, I only heard Meng Po under the bridge shouting! The soul lock changed again into thousands of chains and did not attack, and the silk was spread into a huge spider web, and the net went down, and the face just had time to change, and I saw that it was suddenly dark in front of me, and I heard the sound of "ding ding" soul chains smashing continuously, and I was surrounded by chains.