When Meng Xiuyuan came down from the Piaomiao Peak of Tianshan Mountain, he felt a little complicated.
Different from the unexpected and hurried departure in his previous life, Meng Xiuyuan already knew what was going to happen next, so he naturally had some feelings of separation in his heart.
After all, he said he was traveling through time, but he was actually reincarnated. After all, it was not as simple as starting a new game in a game.
Meng Xiuyuan couldn't help but think about whom he should say goodbye to before leaving.
After thinking about it for a long time, I just thought that maybe I could ignore it, but at least I still have to go to the Eternal Spring Valley in Dali.
After all, he has been in this life for more than ten years. If he really wants to say who he is most grateful to, it should be Uncle Qiao and Aunt Qiao.
Although Meng Xiuyuan has tried his best to take good care of the old couple over the years, Meng Xiuyuan still dare not say that he has repaid the kindness and love he gave him.
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The high mountains and dangerous roads made it difficult to stop Meng Xiuyuan, who was a master of martial arts. Only half a month later, he had already arrived outside the Changchun Valley of Immortality.
And the abyss at the mouth of the valley, which was originally like a natural chasm, can now be crossed with just one leap.
Returning to this paradise after a long time, I feel that time here seems to have stood still. Looking from a distance, I can see the woods gradually becoming dyed in color and the grassy grass. The scenery is exactly the same as when Meng Xiuyuan left last time.
The villagers in the valley were still simple and enthusiastic. When they saw Meng Xiuyuan suddenly appearing, they were neither surprised nor panicked, and just greeted him with a smile.
"Mr. Meng, I wonder why the birds in the tree are chirping so diligently today. It turns out that a noble person like you is visiting..."
The old village chief Mu Zeng happened to be sitting at the entrance of the village, playing with a few children. He was very happy to see Meng Xiuyuan's face and immediately stood up to greet him.
"You're welcome, old gentleman. I'm not a distinguished guest..."
Meng Xiuyuan bowed his hands politely towards the old village chief, and then asked:
"By the way, Uncle Qiao, are Aunt Qiao in the village at the moment?
I came here specifically to visit them."
Meng Xiuyuan was in a hurry to go to the Shaolin Temple last time, and he just sent Qiao Sanhuai and his wife to this valley, then turned around and left, so he didn't know exactly where the old couple lived at this moment.
The implication was that he actually wanted to ask the old village chief to find someone to guide him.
No, after hearing this, Mu Zeng smiled, shook his head, and replied to Meng Xiuyuan:
"Mr. Meng, I haven't seen your two elders today.
But thinking about 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. Before he could ask any questions, he saw that the old man had already walked out first. At the same time, he turned to Meng Xiuyuan and replied:
"Let's go, Mr. Meng, I will take you to find them two.
It just so happened that I had long been craving for the food and wine at these two children's homes, and I was always worried that I couldn't find a reason to come to their home to eat and drink.
When you come today, they will definitely have a big banquet, and I want to enjoy the feast with you..."
With that said, the old village chief Mu Zeng coaxed away the children surrounding him and took Meng Xiuyuan around the village towards the back mountain.
After not seeing each other for a long time, the old man was still walking briskly. Within a quarter of an hour, the two of them turned a mountain bend and went around to the east side of the lake. They saw an open land covered with golden wheat ears.
The old village chief Mu Zeng pointed to the two figures working in the fields and said to Meng Xiuyuan:
"Mr. Meng, these two elders of yours are so diligent that they put us villagers to shame.
Every day, I have to work in the fields for most of the day.
The two of them farmed more land and raised more chickens, ducks and livestock than four or five of our families.
At first I thought they didn't understand the situation in the valley, so I introduced them to them, saying that there were plenty of wild fruits in the valley, so there was no need to work so hard.
Who would have thought that they would still be busy all day long..."
Meng Xiuyuan was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect that the old couple lived in such a blessed place, in a fairyland outside the world, but they still couldn't change their diligent and frugal nature.
Shaking his head and smiling, Meng Xiuyuan cupped his hands towards Mr. Mu Zeng, then turned around and walked towards the wheat field.
What surprised Meng Xiuyuan was that as soon as he got closer, he felt something was wrong. The back figures of a man and a woman in the field were very different from the Qiao Sanhuai couple in his memory.
"Uncle Qiao, Aunt Qiao..."
Meng Xiuyuan was a little hesitant when he spoke. He was afraid that the old village chief was old and had forgotten things.
"Brother Meng...Brother Meng, why are you here?!"
The two people turned their heads when they heard the sound, and they were both very happy. They immediately put down their farm tools and walked towards Meng Xiuyuan.
But at this moment, Meng Xiuyuan was slightly stunned, because the faces of the two people in front of him were beyond his expectation.
At first glance, they were clearly two men and women in their early thirties, with tall and straight bodies and energetic faces. Meng Xiuyuan would hardly have recognized them if their eyebrows and eyes had not looked the same as before.
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Half an hour later, in the new home of Qiao Sanhuai and his wife, the agile old couple had already filled the table with food.
However, it is already a bit awkward to call them an "old couple" at this time, because from the appearance, the two of them are really different from this title, and they can only be regarded as a middle-aged couple at most.
"There have never been outsiders in this valley, so seeing them getting younger day by day actually makes us feel very strange..."
The old village chief Mu Zeng poured himself a glass of wine while pointing at Qiao Sanhuai and his wife and said with a smile. It was obvious that they were quite familiar with each other and had a very good relationship.
"Hey, don't tell others, even we ourselves wouldn't dare to dream about it.
After living for decades, I thought this life was coming to an end soon.
Who knew that I could be young again? It’s really... it’s really..."
Qiao Sanhuai looked at the young wife next to him and saw that there were no wrinkles on her face and she was very energetic. She felt very emotional and was speechless for a moment.
"Actually, I still have to thank Brother Meng for caring so much about us both.
If he hadn't sent us both to this fairyland-like place, how would we have had such an opportunity."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Aunt Qiao took over Uncle Qiao's words and spoke to Meng Xiuyuan sincerely.
Meng Xiuyuan shook his head when he heard the sound. He did not expect that the Valley of Eternal Spring had such miraculous effects.
He subconsciously looked around the room and saw that although it was not luxurious, it was very spacious, bright, and neat. It was obvious that he had spent a lot of time taking care of it.
Thinking again 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 advised:
"Uncle Qiao, Aunt Qiao, when I come this time, maybe I can stay for a while.
If you are missing something, just tell me and it will be very convenient for me to go out and buy it.
After all, you all have some underlying diseases, so don’t worry too much..."
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 the medical skills of Xiaoyao Sect could not completely cure them.
Although the spiritual energy in the Everlasting Valley is magical, it is still best to be careful.
No, when Qiao Sanhuai heard this, he immediately shook his head and said to Meng Xiuyuan:
"Brother Meng, you don't need to worry about us.
After living in this valley for several months, all diseases were cured.
Now I just feel that there is endless energy in my body. Even when I was young, I have never been so happy.
The work in the fields is like playing, but it is not tiring."
Upon hearing this, Aunt Qiao immediately echoed:
"Yes, yes.
Everything in this valley is good, even the soil is fairy soil.
Throw the seeds in, you don't even need fertilizer, just water them and weed them, and the crops will grow like crazy.
Tell me, wouldn’t it be a pity not to plant such good land?”
Meng Xiuyuan smiled when he heard this and did not want to persuade him any more. He just said that the couple was happy, and then talked with them about other things in life.
The two of them became younger physically and mentally. They chatted endlessly and were much more talkative than before.
From how to build this house, to how to cultivate a large area of land, to how to raise chickens and ducks on daily basis.
Although what he said were trivial things, the meaning revealed in his words was obviously very happy.
Obviously, he and his wife lived a happier and more comfortable life in this valley than when they were served by the Eight Friends of Hangu.
Seeing the situation, Meng Xiu couldn't help but feel happy for the two of them.
After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, the old village chief Museng said goodbye and left, and the meal was considered over.
Before Mrs. Qiao had cleared the dinner table, Meng Xiuyuan pulled the couple in front of him and checked their pulses respectively to check their physical conditions, just in case.
First it was Uncle Qiao. Meng Xiuyuan put his hand on his wrist, and his true energy circulated briefly in his body, and his eyes lit up.
As he said himself, Qiao Sanhuai's physical condition was indeed very good at this time, with smooth meridians and sufficient qi and blood. He did not show the fatigue and weakness of an old man at all.
Coupled with the spiritual energy of heaven and earth imbued in his body, it is no wonder that he said that he is more experienced than when he was young.
From this, Meng Xiuyuan couldn't help but sigh. He only felt that he still had too little research on the effects of the pure spiritual energy of heaven and earth. Many of its mysteries should be explored more in the future.
While thinking about it, although Meng Xiuyuan could already guess the result, he still subconsciously put his hand on Aunt Qiao's wrist to check it for her.
Unexpectedly, a sudden change occurred at this time.
"this……"
Meng Xiuyuan's pulse-diagnosing hand trembled slightly, and he suddenly raised his head with a very strange look on his face.
"Brother Meng, what's wrong? What's wrong with your mother's health?!"
Qiao Sanhuai was worried about his daughter-in-law and asked quickly when he saw this.
Aunt Qiao knew that Meng Xiuyuan was very capable, and when she saw him with such an expression, she just thought that something was wrong with her, and she couldn't help but frown.
However, she has a tenacious personality and was not overwhelmed by the bad news. She just took a deep breath and said to Meng Xiuyuan:
"Brother Meng, if you have anything to do with me, just say it.
Under your care, I have lived a comfortable life for so many years, which is a blessing that I should not have in my life.
Even if I die right now, I have no regrets..."
Before Aunt Qiao could finish her words, Meng Xiuyuan shook her head solemnly and interrupted:
"Aunt Qiao, don't worry, it's not a bad thing.
On the contrary, this is a great good thing..."
While speaking, Meng Xiuyuan paused for a moment, first looked at Aunt Qiao, then turned to look at Uncle Qiao with a smile, and finally bared his teeth and said:
"Auntie, your pulse is slippery, like a running pearl, but it's your happy pulse!
Congratulations!"
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More than a month later, Meng Xiuyuan said goodbye to Qiao Sanhuai and his wife and left the Evergreen Valley.
Originally, he wanted to wait a few more months to see that Aunt Qiao and her son were safe before leaving.
However, according to the old village chief Mu Zeng, in this valley for thousands of years, there has never been a pregnant woman or any problem during childbirth. Every child was born smoothly and healthily.
Therefore, after Meng Xiuyuan used his true energy to comb Aunt Qiao's meridians many times, he didn't stay any longer.
Seeing the couple looking forward to the happy state of raising children in the future every day, Meng Xiuyuan felt happy for them and felt relaxed all over.
It's just that the biggest concern in this world has been completely let go.
After that, Meng Xiuyuan went to visit Zhong Ling in the Valley of Ten Thousand Calamities in Dali. He played with the innocent and lovely girl for a few days and said goodbye seriously.
Then he returned to the Central Plains, summoned the remaining six of the eight friends of Hangu, and taught many martial arts to these good nephews who treated him sincerely.
After all this was done, Meng Xiuyuan went up to Shaoshi Mountain alone on a crisp and sunny day in autumn.
As his body swayed, Meng Xiuyuan turned into a blue shadow. Without deliberately hiding his traces, he silently jumped into the Shaolin Temple and entered the Sutra Pavilion. No one noticed his figure at all.
"Master, excuse me."
Different from last time, as soon as Meng Xiuyuan entered the Buddhist Scripture Pavilion, he had noticed the aura of the sweeping monk, and immediately used his internal power to convey his voice and spoke politely to him.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Amitabha. Donor Meng, I haven't seen you for a few months, but you are very different..."
I wonder why you came to see me?"
The sweeping monk walked out slowly, his eyes looking at Meng Xiuyuan, but it was hard to be as calm as before.
"Master, why do you need to ask questions when you know clearly?"
Meng Xiuyuan smiled slightly, and his true energy was slightly revealed.
"That's good, that's right. Benefactor Meng is devoted to martial arts, and his kung fu has made great progress at the moment. He naturally came to see me to learn from each other...
I also ask the benefactor to come with me, this scripture-storing pavilion cannot withstand our torment at this moment."
As he spoke, the sweeping monk immediately ducked out of the window, flying like a kite without leaving any trace. Meng Xiuyuan followed closely, and not long after, the two of them arrived in a wasteland in the back mountain.
"Donor Meng, can you let me take the lead?"
After the sweeping monk stood still, he looked at Meng Xiuyuan for a long time, and finally said this.
Meng Xiuyuan didn't feel it was strange either. He nodded politely and said, "Master, please excuse me."
The next moment, the sweeping monk immediately extended his palms towards Meng Xiuyuan several times. It was impossible to see what kind of martial arts they were, but they were simple, natural and impeccable. It was obvious that he had reached the point where he wanted to do whatever he wanted.
Meng Xiu saw the situation and also used his palm skills to fight back. Several bangs were heard, and the two of them seemed to have no chance of winning or losing.
"Amitabha, Donor Meng is young, but his magical power is actually stronger than that of Mr. Xiaoyaozi...
Thank you... Thank you so much for the benefactor."
After a slight gasp, the sweeping monk bowed his head and saluted, his hands trembling uncontrollably.
"Master, you're welcome. I'll take my leave."
Meng Xiuyuan's goal had been achieved. Although he was far from fully enjoying himself, there was no need to embarrass the old monk any more. He immediately said politely and turned around to leave.
Unexpectedly, the voice of the sweeping monk suddenly came from behind.
"Donor, please wait..."
Meng Xiuyuan was a little surprised when he heard this, turned around and asked:
"Master, what else can I do?"
The sweeping monk bowed slightly towards Meng Xiuyuan and said sincerely:
"In martial arts, although I no longer have the heart to win or lose, I still have the desire to learn.
Can you please show Master Meng your true skills and let me see how this Taoist supreme martial arts is different from the one taught by Patriarch Bodhidharma?"
Meng Xiuyuan was slightly stunned when he heard this, but then he nodded and said to the sweeping monk:
"I still dare not forget the kindness of the master who gave me guidance in the Sutra Pavilion back then.
Since the master has said this, I should cooperate with him."
As he spoke, Meng Xiuyuan retreated a few steps and retreated ten feet away from the sweeping monk.
"Master, are you ready?"
"Yes, Lord Meng, please..."
The sweeping monk took a deep breath, clasped his hands together again, lowered his head slightly, and confessed that it looked like there were no waves in the ancient well, but his true energy was already flowing around him like a roaring river.
"Then, master, please be careful..."
Although Meng Xiuyuan said this, he did not take action. Instead, he immediately turned around, brought a gust of breeze, and floated away down the mountain.
When the sweeping monk saw this scene, he was very confused and was about to ask.
At this moment, he suddenly felt a chill in his jaw. When he looked down, he saw that a wisp of his own silver-white beard had fallen to the ground.