In those years, the cultivators we cut together

At noon, Emei, Zhaixingfeng Food Hall.

"After being hunted down to the desert by Buhuagu, I met those manta rays again. They had a very fierce fight with Buhuagu. Among them was a manta ray king who brought countless manta rays to attack Buhuagu. At that time, I was in the desert, and I was overwhelmed by a wide-ranging impact, and when I woke up again, I came to a mysterious place called Wangchuan."

In the largest wing room of the dining hall, Lin Xiaolu quietly narrated what happened to him, and everyone else listened in amazement, even Xiao Yu'er, who was beating his legs beside him, looked bewildered.

"Brother, what is that... manta ray you mentioned?"

"That's right, Brother Lu, what is that Wangchuan River? Have you really stayed in it for 400 years?"

On the round table filled with delicious food, countless friends scrambled to ask questions. Lin Xiaolu didn't shy away from it, and responded with a smile:

"Manta rays are a kind of cartilaginous fish, which are very rare in China. I didn't know they were manta rays at the beginning. I only thought about them after I left Wangchuan and saw fishermen selling them in the Tianji Continent market. Get up. They have a lot of manta rays over there, which are edible. Of course, the manta rays they sell are ordinary manta rays, and the ones who save me are cultivated into Nascent Soul monsters, huge and flying manta rays.

As for Wangchuan, I actually don’t know what Wangchuan is until now. The only thing I can be sure of is that I left Wangchuan after I successfully enlightened. As for how I left, I don’t know. "

Hearing this, everyone in the room was amazed, because the Wang Chuan described by Lin Xiaolu to them was too bizarre, it sounded a bit outsider, but it was completely different from outsider.

At the dinner table, the well-informed handsome duck thought about it and said:

"There are corresponding legends about the thing called the Forgotten River, not only in China, but also in other places. Although the legends in different places are slightly different, they are quite different on the whole. It is said that all things must pass through after death. Land, in short, is a product linked to death, you can ask Luo Wujin about this piece later, she is the head of Houtu, and she may know something about it."

Hearing Luo Wujin's name, Lin Xiaolu became a little interested, and looked at Shuai Shuai Ya curiously:

"Where is Mrs. Luo now?"

"This...not very clear." Shuai Shuai Ya said awkwardly: "Boss, she seems to have retired for many years."

"That's right, Brother Lu, you have disappeared for so many years, and the outside world has already undergone earth-shaking changes."

While gnawing on the chicken leg, Ah Yi said vaguely: "Since you are back, you should stay in Emei first, don't think so much, and I will go and tell the world when I turn around, and tell everyone the news of your return, so that everyone Everyone comes to Emei to see you."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone at the dinner table burst into laughter, and Lin Xiaolu also laughed. He raised his wine glass and smiled at everyone:

"To be able to come back this time is already a blessing in misfortune for me. I really miss you all. Come, let's have a toast."

"Cheers, cheers."

"Come on, come on, it's all done, everyone welcomes Brother Lu home."

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Sinan Continent, an unknown mountain range somewhere in the mortal world.

Outside the two close tombs is a clear river, in which several pink petals blown by the breeze come from the nearby peach blossom forest and are friendly guests of the river.

By the river, an old Taoist priest drinking wine with a gourd is sitting cross-legged on a natural bench made of wooden pier. In front of the Taoist priest is another wooden pier with a wider area and a larger size. Chessboard, tea, this wooden pier is very big, even with so many things put there, it is not full, and the annual rings are faintly visible.

On the opposite side of the Taoist priest, there was an old man dozing off, also sitting on a wooden stool, half asleep and half awake, playing chess with him.

At this moment, the Taoist took a peek at the dozing old man across the way, and then... tiptoed to steal the sunspots on the chessboard.

"Mingru, you are also at this age, can you show some face?" The dozing old man suddenly opened his eyes, and glared at Li Mingru in front of him angrily.

Li Mingru, who was discovered, froze, and then showed a confident and polite smile.

"Oh, Mr. Zhong Ni, don't care about these details. If you think our friendship for so many years is not worthy of my occasional prank, then I won't play chess with you."

"But you have cheated dozens of times." Kong Zhongni looked helpless: "And do you have to cheat so blatantly? I'm afraid I can't see what the old man is?"

"Then what should I do?" Li Mingru sipped the wine gourd, and said with a confident face:

"Mr. is a Confucian sage. If I don't play tricks, I can go down with you until now? There are no pants left that I lost long ago. And if I cheat and don't let you see, wouldn't it be cheating you? I dare not accept an old man who doesn't respect you. So how good it is now, I've played tricks, and I've been with you until now, and I haven't lied to you, how harmonious it is."

Kong Zhongni: ...

What this little saying really makes sense.

He took a sip of tea, lightly dropped a sunspot, then looked at the old and new graves on the other side of the river, and said:

"When Wuxin was around, he was still able to play chess with the old man. He has profound Buddhist teachings and occasionally beat me a few times. Now that he's gone, it's not easy to find an opponent on the chessboard~"

"What's the hurry, isn't Wugou coming too soon?"

While speaking, Li Mingru secretly used blatantly lame methods to make a second cloth.

Kong Zhongni didn't say anything, he turned a blind eye and said:

"Wugou's Dharma has reached the state of returning to the original, but it is still a little immature when it comes to playing chess. Besides... old man, I can't wait that long."

In the arena, while playing chess, Kong Zhongni looked kindly at Li Mingru in front of him, and said with a smile:

"Mingru, after this game of chess, it's time for me."

As soon as the gentle and jade-like words came out, Li Mingru's pinching hands trembled slightly.Then, with a slightly unnatural smile on his face, he said:

"Sir, there's no need to be in such a hurry, is there?"

"Hahahahaha." At the chess table, Kong Zhongni laughed happily a few times, and said with a smile:

"Aren't you in a hurry? I've lived for nearly 2000 years. The saints of my time are all gone, and I'm the only old man left."

Hearing this, Li Mingru also smiled, with a very reluctant smile.

"Why don't the juniors send you off?"

"No, you still have things to do, don't waste your time on me, a bad old man."

The picturesque scenery, surrounded by mountains and rivers, Kong Zhongni groped for the last sunspot and said with a smile:

"All the knowledge in the world serves people, and Confucianism is no exception. Although I am a sage, I just read a lot of books.

Mingru, from now on... I will trouble you to go a little further. "

After finishing speaking, he threw down the sunspot in his hand, and then winked at Li Mingru:

"I won."

Li Mingru: ...

"Where do you want to be buried after you leave?" Li Mingru asked.

"It's all right, you decide, it doesn't matter much." Kong Zhongni put his hands on his knees, took a deep breath, and then looked at Li Mingru for the last time and said with a smile:

"I'm sorry, Xiao Mingru, I entrust everything to you."

After speaking, the old man stopped breathing completely.

The atmosphere quieted down instantly, and Li Mingru also sat silently.

"Junior Brother, Mr. Zhong Ni, it's time to eat."

In the wooden house in the distance, Ye Qingluan, whose face was dark because of cooking, came out, holding a plate of rice and vegetables in his hand.

"I made vegetables and tofu today, Mr. Zhong Ni, please see if it suits you"

Just halfway through the words, Ye Qingluan, who was originally elated, froze on the spot, looking at the old man who had lost his breath, the plate in her hand fell to the ground together with the bowls and chopsticks.

"Junior Brother, Mr. Zhong Ni"

On the field, Li Mingru nodded, then sprinkled the remaining wine in the gourd on the chessboard, and sighed with tears:

"Mingru... Congratulations, Mister!"