no thoughts [cultivation]

The prosperous and peaceful years are indeed suitable for walking the world with light swords and fast horses.

And in the past hundred years, Meng Yi has also walked through many green mountains and rivers with his medicine box, and also experienced what Lingrui said.I have seen paper kites in early spring, night scenes in midsummer, river boats and fishing boats in late autumn, and mountains and rivers wrapped in silver in winter.

But rarely stay somewhere.

On the other side, after Lingrui finished speaking, she stretched out her hand cautiously, gently grabbed Meng Yi's sleeve under the table, looked up at Meng Yi, blinked, then shook his sleeve again, and said in a charming manner :"May I?"

Meng Yi looked at her and responded lightly. Although there was no obvious smile on his face, his temperament became softer.

That's fine too.

For Lingrui, staying in the human world for a while is not a bad thing, and maybe it can break through many barriers in the realm.

Seeing Meng Yi agreeing, Lingrui couldn't hide the smile on her face, her eyebrows and eyes were curved, and she said more and more charmingly: "Brother Baihan is the best!"

Looking at Meng Yi's face, and thinking about the scene of going boating together and spending the night in the empty mountains, Lingrui deeply felt that if brother Bo Han had not suffered the pain at that time, there might not be a happier time in the world than this time.I still remember that in the past, Big Brother Bai Han always let me call him "Senior Brother", but now he called "Brother Bai Han" every word and every word, and I felt like honey had entered my heart.

But if she was given a choice, she would rather call a "senior brother" who is no different from ordinary people for the rest of her life than let him suffer like that.

Swiping away countless memories in her mind, Lingrui sat here and began to happily tell Meng Yi what she had seen and heard over the years of looking for Meng Yi, from desolate places to prosperous places, all kinds of experiences were ordinary or novel , All said out and listened to him.

Meng Yi listened carefully, nodding from time to time.

Cultivators are inherently more beautiful than ordinary people, and Meng Yi and Lingrui are even more beautiful.

These years, Meng Yi walked between the court and the countryside, coming and going freely, always hiding his appearance intentionally or unintentionally, so he rarely attracted too much attention.

This kind of "disappearance" is not to change his face, but to make those many people who meet by chance see him, they always feel as if they have seen him, but they can't remember anything.And his patients, seeing him often, will gradually get a glimpse of his true face, but even so, they can't describe it in a short time.

At this time, although Meng Yi concealed his appearance as before, Ling Rui never hid it, so when the two were talking, many candidates and wanderers in the inn looked towards this side eagerly.

Lingrui is already a well-known beauty in the cultivation world, besides her appearance, she also has a desolate appearance.Now in the human world, even if his cultivation is suppressed, and he loses the feeling of being unattainable in the cultivation world, he still treats people other than Meng Yi coldly, so everyone often thinks that Qinglian is beautiful.

It is human nature for a talented man to admire a beautiful woman.

But at this moment, some people have even taken out pens and paper, or wrote poems, or painted with brushes, hoping to use their talents and learning to win the favor of beautiful women.

The one next to Jiaren...brother?Why did he look at it once, and then think about it again, I always feel like I have never seen it before, and I will soon forget it. Seeing an old but clean medicine box next to him, it must be a famous doctor. I don't know how it is related to that beautiful woman.

The so-called talented people always boast that they are romantic and not limited to the world. These scholars just thought about Meng Yi's identity, and then put it in the back of their minds.

Ling Rui was originally immersed in the joy of talking with Meng Yi, but the eyes of those mortals became more and more intense, and gradually became annoying.In a short while, there was even a person standing beside them, shaking his head and reciting a poem after cupping his hands.

After the poem was read, there was applause in the inn. The compliments of the spectators had been piled up in the bottom of their hearts in advance, and then they were spoken out like a grandiose fan. It was very lively.

After the man finished singing, he looked at Lingrui, cupped his hands and said, "You two are well. I'm Xia Guofang, whose name is Zhongping. I saw the girl just now, and I was startled by a glimpse of a fairy. It disturbed my heart, and I felt deeply, so I When writing this poem, I hope the girl will not find it offensive."

Said, seems to be a little ashamed.

Lingrui glanced at him indifferently at first, but after hearing what he said, she suddenly laughed, turned to look at Meng Yi, and asked, "Brother Baihan, they can't remember your face clearly."

Meng Yi nodded: "Yes."

Then am I the only one here who can see Brother Bo Han's true face?

Lingrui was immediately happy, stood up and took a step forward, lifted the medicine box, and took Meng Yi's arm, trying to pull him up: "It's boring here, Ruier doesn't want to stay here any longer, let's go, go Look elsewhere, although I have seen a lot of scenery in the past, but because I have never looked for you, I have never looked at it in my heart, now, Brother Bai Han should accompany me well."

Meng Yi took the medicine box from her hand: "Where do you want to go?"

Lingrui's eyes fluttered: "The streets in the south of the capital are nice. Rui'er came from there and saw that it is very bustling, and there are many gadgets that have never been seen before."

Meng Yi nodded: "Okay."

Before walking out of the inn, Meng Yi looked back at the scholar, not because of anything else, but because in his eyes, Lingrui was still a child who would cry all day long when he couldn't find him, but now he was being molested with poems, which was inevitable. care.

Seeing that the two were about to leave, the scholar named Guo Fang was about to reach out to stop them and say something to keep the beautiful woman, but when the doctor turned his head, Guo Fang looked at him.

The time they looked at each other was only an instant, but it made him suddenly stunned.

Obviously, he never remembered the appearance of the doctor, but now he just took a look at him, and suddenly felt that all the magnificent colors in the world that he had seen in the past had disappeared in an instant.

No matter how many beautiful days and beautiful women's faces are recited, it is still not as good as his understatement at a glance.

Guo Fang froze on the spot, unable to speak, the scholars who were with him at the inn surrounded him, and one of them said: "Brother Guo, why don't you stop the beautiful woman and say a few more words, it might be a good story. "

Others echoed one after another: "Yes, brother Zhong Ping, even if you are destined to meet such a beautiful woman, why don't you talk to her for a while?"

At this moment, Guo Fang couldn't come back to his senses at all, he just kept looking at the direction the two left, and after a long time he said in a daze: "Independence from the world... This kind of demeanor is the true independence from the world... "

The rest of the people thought that he was moved by Lingrui's appearance, smiled and shook their heads jokingly: "I thought it was Brother Zhong Ping, but it turned out that he was bewitched by a beautiful woman and lost his soul."

Everyone laughed.

But Guo Fang is still looking at the direction the two are going away, clearly fascinated, but dare not chase after.

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Meng Yi paced unhurriedly, leading Lingrui to look at the scene on the street, and occasionally explaining.

Lingrui and Meng Yi, as cultivators, will naturally not be disturbed by the seasons in the human world, and they are not afraid of severe cold and heat.

However, this is the world of mortals after all. If one is wearing single clothes in the bitterly cold winter and heavy and cumbersome clothes in the scorching sun, it will look strange.Therefore, over the years, Meng Yi has always looked at the clothes of the people around him to transform his own clothes, so as not to make himself appear obtrusive.

The same is true for Ling Rui.

In order not to be disturbed, Lingrui also imitated Meng Yi's appearance and hid her face, and the two walked on the bustling South Street on foot.The capital is so prosperous that even in the daytime it is also a scene of noisy people, but at night it is still unknown what it will be like.

Lingrui said just now that she wanted to see the scenery of the world with Meng Yi, but at this time she didn't look at other scenery at all and just followed Meng Yi, looking at him all the time, feeling happy in her heart.

Suddenly, Lingrui turned her head and asked, "Brother Bai Han has been hiding his appearance."

"Indeed."

Lingrui smiled: "I was just thinking that if Brother Bai Han hadn't hidden his face, those people might not have time to look at me."

Meng also looked at her: "Why?"

Ling Rui bounced and walked in front of Meng Yi, walking backwards, looking up at him, with a hint of admiration in her clever eyes: "Because my brother Bai Han is unparalleled in the sky and on the earth."

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It was past noon and it was getting late. The two of them finished shopping the entire South Street.

Lingrui seemed to have more thoughts: "Where are we going now?"

"There is a patient who needs diagnosis and treatment."

Lingrui heard what Meng Yi said, without any hesitation, so naturally she wanted to follow.

Walking through the spacious and flat road, you enter a long and winding path. At the end of the path is a small courtyard with the door open. There are two maid-like girls guarding the courtyard. It looks deserted and clean.

It must be the patient's house inside.

When one of the little girls saw Meng Yi, she rushed up to greet her and said, "Doctor Meng, hello, Miss has been waiting for a long time."

With that said, he pushed open the door.

Meng Yi nodded to her, then walked in, Lingrui followed behind.

Entering the house, walking into the inner room, I saw a woman sitting on the edge of the bed with a quilt covering her legs, with a weak willow supporting the wind, her face was sick, but she still had the same charm. I really felt sorry for the beautiful gesture. .Although it can't be compared with a cultivator, it is already the allure of the human world.

Meng Yi put down the medicine box, looked at the woman's complexion, and said, "The wind and cold are much better, take the medicine for two more days, and you should be cured."

The woman bowed her head in embarrassment: "I think so too."

After confirming that the wind and cold will recover, Meng Yi left the medicine and left with the medicine box.

"Wait a minute, Doctor Meng!" The woman sitting on the bed suddenly stood up and called him anxiously.

Knowing that Meng Yi doesn't like to be troublesome, Lingrui turned her head before Meng Yi, and Yuyan said distantly: "What else is there for this girl."

The sick woman on the bed seemed to see Lingrui just now, and when she heard her question, she hesitated to speak.

Lingrui said again: "I'm Dr. Meng's younger sister, if you have any questions, just tell me, don't worry too much."

Seeing that Dr. Meng also looked at her and did not refute Lingrui's words, the woman could only follow Lingrui's words and say: "My concubine's name is Qiongfang."

"Lingrui."

"A month later, Qiongfang has recovered from her illness and will represent Jiangyuan in the Hundred Flowers Banquet. At that time, talented scholars and scholars in the capital who are going to take the exam, the young master's daughter, as well as the people in the capital and people from Zhou County will all gather here. It is very lively. Doctor Meng..." At this point, Qiong Fang eagerly looked up at Meng Yi.

Meng Yi doesn't have much interest in this, or he has lost the mind of seeing everything in this world, and he is in the mundane world, as if he is outside the world.

He turned around and asked Lingrui, "I would like to take a look."

Hearing this, Lingrui immediately burst into a beautiful smile: "It's something to watch."

So Meng Yi said politely to Qiong Fang: "Thank you for letting me know, Meng is leaving."

then leave.

Lingrui happily followed.

After the two left, two little girls guarding outside the courtyard entered the house, and one of them asked Qiongfang: "If the girl is happy with Dr. Meng, why don't you stay with him more?"

It turned out to be a woman's mind, although the two of them were not servants, they knew about it, because Qiongfang once asked them if someone like Dr. Meng would despise her status as a clean maid.

They didn't know how to answer this question, but before they answered, Qiongfang said to herself: "No, Dr. Meng is not that kind of person, in his eyes, all of us are the same. "

But also because of this, her heart is doomed to be fruitless, and she is doomed to sink even deeper.

Why not stay with him more now?

Thinking of this, Qiongfang's eyes felt sad: "I would like him to stay longer. I saw him happy, but I dare not approach him. Even if he carried a simple bamboo basket to the mountain to collect herbs, he would be wet with Xilu." With the hem of his clothes on, and the grass and mud under his feet, he still doesn't look like a mortal person."

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After leaving the courtyard, Lingrui stopped someone to inquire about it, only to find out that the Hundred Flowers Feast is indeed an annual event in the capital. The so-called Hundred Flowers refers to both fragrant and fragrant flowers, as well as beautiful ladies.At that time, the streets in the city will be full of fragrant flowers of various colors, and countless boats with carved railings and paintings will float on the river. The oirans in those buildings will sit among them, with beautiful postures, singing or dancing, and then decide their names. .

Just a month later, it will be the end of spring and the beginning of summer, when a hundred flowers bloom, and when the scientific examination is over, the title of the talented scholar gold list is naturally a prosperous time.

There is still some time before the Hundred Flowers Banquet. Seeing that the day of scientific research is getting closer and closer, there is a dignified atmosphere in the capital. The students who liked to gather together to drink and make gifts earlier all stayed behind closed doors, burying their heads in pain. Read, this is especially true for children from poor families.

At this time, if there are still young men in the capital who are interested in eating, drinking and having fun, there are only those uneducated officials and playboys.

When the pilgrims are clean and honest, but they still can't make the court as clear as a mirror, all they can do is weaken their rights.

Although these people have no real power in the court, they are not something ordinary people can provoke.Especially the close relatives of the royal family, as long as they don't commit something that angers the sky and others blame the sky and harm the sky, no one will say anything if they show off their power on weekdays.

Meng Yi has studied mortal medicine for many years, has seen many difficult and miscellaneous diseases, and read many medical books written by the mortal world.Therefore, after memorizing those prescriptions, Meng Yi, who had a photographic memory, began to taste herbs, research new prescriptions, and then pass them on to those who were destined.

At some point, he has become an elusive miracle doctor who has been famous for a long time.

According to rumors, the genius doctor has become a person who only teaches one person in a generation. As everyone knows, it is not only taught to one person, but from beginning to end, there is only this one person.

It is also said in the legend that although there is only one person in the lineage of the divine doctor, there is no disease in the world that he cannot cure.

What is more mysterious than his medical skills is that he came and went without a trace, even if the royal family sent troops to try to keep him, it was just in vain.

One day, a young master at the foot of the imperial city contracted a strange disease, and he searched for famous doctors all over the world, but he couldn't solve it.

This young master is the son of the Eldest Princess, and the Eldest Princess has a deep love for the Holy One's siblings, so she was spoiled and raised since childhood, fortunately, she has not had any major problems in conduct, although she is arrogant, she is smart and listens to others' persuasion, so she is deeply favored by the Holy One.His illness has made many people anxious.

So there are people who can find a miracle doctor.

However, Meng also treats people, always following the fate, walking and stopping.When encountering patients, they help them to heal them. They never look for patients deliberately, and they don't stick to a certain place to wait for patients to come to their door.

It is also humane, that Jiang Yuan's famous actress, Qiong Fang, was caught with a cold, and it was almost impossible to cure it, which directly taught many people who love flowers in the capital to be anxious.Later, it seems that when his girl went out to buy food, she happened to meet a miracle doctor who was treating an old man's leg disease in the countryside, so she was recommended.

Speaking of this, the man suggested: "No, I'll go to Jiangyuan first and ask Qiong Fang where the genius doctor is now."

But after sending someone to ask Qiongfang, they got the news that Dao Qiongfang had recovered from her illness, and the genius doctor left the last medicine, and she was never seen again.

The person who sent back the news also jokingly said that Qiongfang was clearly recovering from her illness, but she looked weak and worried, could it be that she was suffering from lovesickness?If this is the case, then that person is not a miracle doctor, after all these days, Miss Qiongfang is sick in bed, and the only person she has seen is the doctor besides the girl beside her.

The speaker has no intention of listening, and the listener has intentions. Qiongfang was already admired by many people in the capital, among them was the young master of the young Mu Ai.

So the young master became arrogant.

"I don't want that person to treat me! Don't!"

The eldest princess and the son-in-law were still sending people to look for a miracle doctor. After hearing the news, they let go of the matter and rushed over. She touched the young master's pale and weak face due to illness, and said in a serious tone: "Chen'er, you will be ten years old soon. It's the sixth birthday, why are you still acting like a child, if you don't want a miracle doctor to treat you, then do you want to live?"

"But in the huge capital city, is there no one who can cure me?"

"Not to mention the big capital city, even if you look at the entire country under your uncle's seat, you can't find a doctor with more advanced medical skills than Dr. Meng!" The eldest princess sighed, "Don't make trouble, mother is so worried. very."

Fortunately, although the young master has a bit of a temper, his disposition is not bad, You Qi listened to his mother's words, and obeyed listlessly, muttering: "Mother, am I dying? Why can't those imperial doctors cure me?" Good me, you said that only a genius doctor can save me..."

The eldest princess laughed angrily when she saw him like this, and nodded his head with her index finger resentfully: "You little monkey, you don't seem to be sick. It's good for you to find a divine doctor to cure your illness, we have worked so hard to find someone, but you still want to push it away."

In fact, the young master's illness didn't kill him, but he lacked vigor day and night, his face was pale, he had no appetite to eat, and after a long time, he was always extremely weak and weak.The imperial doctor came and prescribed a lot of remedies, but nothing helped. Seeing that he was getting more and more listless, almost sleeping on the bed day and night, the eldest princess and the son-in-law became more and more anxious, and the majesty was also very worried.

The young master coughed twice, then shrank into the bed: "I'll listen to you, I'll rest for a while..."

The son-in-law immediately came to caress the shoulder of the eldest princess, and then patted the young master on the head: "Sleep, your mother and I will find the doctor as soon as possible."

Meng Yi and Ling Rui had just healed a woman's leg injury, walking along the path, they saw someone posting the imperial list.

Lingrui was curious: "I knew earlier that the most powerful and powerful man in the world is the emperor, and the emperor will post the imperial list when he has something to do...Brother Baihan, let's go and have a look."

"it is good."

When the two of them stepped forward, they heard someone discussing: "The eldest princess' son has a strange disease and wants to find a miracle doctor, but who is this miracle doctor?"

"I don't know about that. If there is a miracle doctor, we real common people can't see it. However, on the imperial list, it is said that the surname is Meng."

"Meng? I've never heard of it..."

Ling Rui smiled: "Brother Bai Han, are they talking about you?"

Meng Yi looked through the crowd and looked at Huangbang: "I guess so."

"Does it need to be cured?"

Meng Yi heals people, he always follows fate and does not mix any emotions. He heals when he encounters it, and leaves when he is cured. This time, he happened to see it. under the action.

Ling Rui saw Meng Yi's subtle emotions and knew his decision, so he flexibly dodged the crowd, entered it, and tore down the imperial list.

After that, everything seemed to be still. Before everyone had time to react, the two followed the official messenger and disappeared into the street.

Hearing that they had found someone, the eldest princess and the son-in-law rushed over immediately. When they saw Meng Yi and Lingrui, they felt that these two people... were so ordinary that people couldn't remember their faces, but after a few more glances, they suddenly felt panicked. , I didn't dare to look directly at them anymore, I just felt that the two of them were miraculous.

Meng Yi and Lingrui followed the eldest princess to the young master's door, and the eldest princess knocked on the door: "Chen'er, the genius doctor and I are coming in."

After that, he pushed open the door.

As soon as he entered the room, he smelled a strong smell of medicine, and Meng Yi walked to the bed led by the eldest princess.

The young master sat up and looked at the person who came. For some reason, the so-called genius doctor in front of him felt like an ordinary person, but it made people long for getting closer.

Meng Yi said: "Please reach out and feel your pulse."

The young master immediately sat up obediently, stretched out his hand, and showed his wrist.

The eldest princess looked at her in amazement, and thought that the genius doctor was really different from ordinary people, and he actually made his son who was stubborn and worried like a monkey even when he was sick, so obedient.This well-behaved appearance is almost like a child from someone else's family.

Meng Yi took the pulse, looked at his eyes and tongue coating, wiped his hands with a clean cloth, and said, "It can be cured."

The eldest princess turned her worry into joy: "Then I will trouble the genius doctor, and I will thank you very much."

"You don't need to thank me very much, but I just follow the fate, and I will come here. Whether he can cure it is his own creation."

The eldest princess listened to the mist, and only admired him more and more in her heart.

This disease is not difficult to treat, before the Hundred Flowers Banquet started, the young master was completely cured.

It's just that during the healing process, the young master became more and more attached to him.

After recovering from the illness, the young master cried and yelled not to let Meng Yi go, and insisted on him staying, but he couldn't tell what he wanted him to do.

Knowing this, Lingrui jumped up angrily, saying that the human world used magic to teach him a lesson, but was stopped by Meng Yi in the end, lest she violate the way of heaven and hinder her advancement in the future.

It was just the second day after the announcement that he had recovered from his illness, Meng Yi did not go to the eldest princess's mansion again. The young master waited and looked forward to it all day, and finally set aside a table full of lunch, even though he was on a hunger strike, he must see Meng Yi.

The eldest princess is in a dilemma.

In her eyes, Miracle Doctor Meng is really extraordinary, and even until the end, he never asked them for a copper coin for medical treatment.And the longer they get along with him, the more they feel that he is detached from the world. Such a person, they can stay if they say they will stay.

But with his son's persistent energy, it seems that he can't let it go.

The young master made a fuss for a few days, and the Holy Majesty also knew about it, so the next day, the streets and alleys posted the emperor's list of looking for a miracle doctor.

Two days later, Meng Yi saw the imperial list, turned and left without saying anything.

Lingrui looked at the contents of the imperial list, then at the back of Meng Yi leaving, turned to follow, and asked, "Brother Baihan, shall we leave him alone?"

"I only heal."

Lingrui wants to ask, is heart disease a disease?Mumbling, but finally did not say it.

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A few days have passed since the scientific examination palace examination, and the top three are still being discussed in the streets and alleys.

Lingrui ran over bouncing, threw herself on Meng Yi's back in an instant, poked her head over and smiled and said, "Brother Baihan, what are you thinking?"

Meng Yi shook his head: "Nothing."

Lingrui said: "Today is the feast of flowers. During the day, there are already countless hawkers in the streets and alleys. There are many novelties and food among them. The most are selling river lanterns. It's very lively."

"Well, I will accompany you to see tonight."

Lingrui smiled: "I heard that there is also a poetry competition. The number one scholar, Tanhualang, and the five great talents in the capital will all participate. We can have a good time watching it then. But there are still some different styles during the day and at night. How about Shall we go see it now?"

Meng Yi stood up and straightened Ling Rui who was clinging to him: "Okay."

At this time, it was originally a good time for the warbler to fly when the grass grows in March.

Small vendors on the street yelled and sold a variety of items, including all kinds of paper kites as Lingrui said.

Walking through the bustling and noisy area, passing by a spacious place, weeping willows are green by the river, the shallow grass does not reach the soles of the shoes, and children are gathering together to take advantage of the east wind and release paper kites, and the laughter is endless.

Over the years, Meng Yi has always had some gold and stones in his hands for flowers, and at this time, as long as it is something that Ling Rui likes, he will buy it and give it to her.

Unknowingly, the two took a lot of things in their hands.

"The sky is getting darker, and there are more and more people coming and going on the street. The banquet will start soon. Brother Baihan, why don't we have a cup of tea in the teahouse in front and hear a story told by a scholar. It must be that time." gone."

There are quite a few people in the teahouse, presumably they are all resting and waiting for the evening to come.

The storyteller in the hall, Xingmu, pats the table, and his opening is a legend.

Gradually, more and more people took a break in the teahouse.

Suddenly, there was a silence in the teahouse, and Meng Yi was not disturbed by it. Lingrui followed the crowd and looked towards the door, but saw that the son of the eldest princess was standing at the door with a group of people, his face was covered with clouds, it seemed that everyone I feel very bad.

There are few people in the capital who don't know him, because he is not only stubborn, but also always likes to join in the fun. Fortunately, he doesn't cause trouble too much. It's just that he is a little stronger than other people. Sometimes they will greet him and say "" Master Chen is out to play?"But today, his mood didn't seem to be very clear, so they better not go into trouble.

At this moment, the young master who was originally full of displeasure suddenly cleared his face, and rushed through the crowd in a hurry, and after a few breaths, he stood beside Meng Yi, so cautious that his face flushed: "Meng...Meng Shen doctor ..."

Meng Yi looked at him: "It looks like your body is getting better."

Feeling that what he said was caring about himself, the young master looked very excited: "Yes, it is good, thanks to you!"

"Healer's instinct."

"Are you also coming to the Hundred Flowers Banquet today?" The young master asked carefully, for fear that if he said something wrong and made him unhappy, he would turn around and leave.

Meng Yi nodded.

It wasn't long before the miracle doctor appeared in the capital, presumably this was the first time to participate in the Hundred Flowers Banquet, and he didn't know much about the customs.The young master loves to have fun, and just wanted to introduce him to the style of banquets, but he suddenly thought that besides all kinds of delicate and beautiful flowers in full bloom, there is also a beautiful woman singing and dancing on a painted boat.

Originally, he himself liked to look at that kind of style, but now he just thinks about those women on the boat, posing or flirting with each other, and thinks that Dr. Meng will also be watching from the shore. annoyed.

So, after he opened his mouth, he held back for a long time before introducing: "The flowers are so beautiful at this time, why don't I take Dr. Meng to have a look?"

Ling Rui stepped forward and said: "No need, brother Bai Han and I have something to do."

Then he turned to look at Meng Yi: "Brother Bai Han, let's go."

Seeing that the two were about to leave, the young master was anxious, so he waved away the people behind him, followed Meng Yi and the others and walked out, but after turning around and dodging, Meng Yi and Ling Rui suddenly disappeared in front of his eyes.

He was left standing there in a daze.

As night fell, the riverside was brightly lit. In a dim place, Lingrui knelt down and let go of a river lantern by the riverside.

After setting off the river lantern, she got up and looked at Meng Yi: "Brother Baihan, they mortals write down their wishes in this river lantern, light it up and put it in the river, and let the water flow naturally, and the wish will come true. True or false."

Meng Yi looked at the thousands of bright river lanterns by the river, and replied, "It's always good to have something to rely on." As for whether it's true or not, don't care.

"Since that's the case, why didn't brother Baihan write one too?" As he said, Lingrui took out a river lantern and handed it to Meng Yi.

Meng Yi took the river lantern, thought for a while, didn't write anything, just lit it directly and put it into the river, and then watched it merge into the stars and lights on the river, then said: "I have nothing to ask for."

Ling Rui heard the words and said persistently: "Is it true that you don't have any wishes at all?"

Meng Yi shook his head.

He knows exactly what he wants to do, so he doesn't need to have a wish.

Just at this time, a row of brightly lit and exquisitely styled painted boats slowly swam over on the other side of the river.

Accompanied by bursts of music.

Everyone standing on the shore was looking forward to it, and as the boat approached, someone shouted: "Look, it's Miss Qiongfang, she is really well!"

Following the eyes of the crowd, I saw Qiongfang wearing a red gauze dress, with gorgeous makeup, sitting in front of a guqin.Her slender hands plucked the strings of the piano slowly, the sound of the piano was melodious, with a trace of sadness, she opened her lips and sang: "Where is Yongye tossed? Absolutely sound. The incense pavilion is hidden, the eyebrows are drawn, and the moon is about to sink. Can't bear to find each other? Resentment and loneliness. Change my heart, for yours, and I will know each other deeply."

The libretto is sincere and sincere, but it's not easy to change your heart for my heart.

Seeing this scene, the talented men on the shore all clapped their hands and applauded. Taking advantage of the beautiful scenery on a good day and the scene of the beautiful woman going boating, they wrote poems and prose.

Zhuangyuan Lang was in high spirits, seeing him like this, he couldn't help teasing and said: "What is Zhong Ping looking at? It's too late to see the beauty."

Everyone else said: "The Zhuangyuan Lang doesn't know something. Since he caught a glimpse of a beautiful woman in the inn that day, brother Zhong Ping has looked like this now. This is called... lovesickness enters the heart!"

Everyone else laughed.

The whole night was joyful in the capital, and as expected, Qiongfang was the last oiran.

If there is any strange thing, it is that the son of the eldest princess frantically searched for someone at the Hundred Flowers Banquet, but in the end he found nothing.That night, he was taken back by the eldest princess herself. Since that day, the original naughty boy changed his appearance. Armor, Dai Hongying.

When anyone asked about it, the major general laughed and said, "To find someone, to let that person see me."

As Meng Yi said, he and Meng Yi have some causal fate.The Hulu in Saibei were restless, the major general led the army to fend off the enemy, was injured, and the military doctor was helpless. At the same time, Meng Yi was practicing medicine in Saibei and saved his life.

The Major General looked at him and asked him, "You saved my life again."

Meng Yidao: "The wound should not touch water for seven days."

The major general smiled suddenly: "I know you will disappear, and I will continue to look for you."

Meng Yi looked straight into his eyes: "Why bother."

The major general said: "Mother said that you are detached from the world, you are not a person in this world, and you are destined to have no destiny with me. She persuaded me to turn around, but I can't let go."

Meng Yi carried the medicine box, got up and left.

The major general got up in a hurry, the wound was open, and the bandage was stained red, but he didn't care, and asked Meng Yi's back: "Life is short, to you, can I still count as a word or a half of it, even if With only a few strokes, I took it away in a hurry."

Meng Yi didn't turn around, just nodded.

Everything in the world is the same to him, they are all passers-by who leave in a hurry.

The young general smiled in relief: "Enough is enough."

I don't know how many years later, the former major general has long been famous, but he lived alone all his life, becoming another legend in the storytellers.

One day, light snow came from the east, fluttering and falling on the tip of Meng Yi's hair.

Lingrui reached out to catch a snowflake and watched it melt in her palm. She wiped the wetness off her palm and asked Meng Yi, "Brother Bai Han has an incurable disease?"

"Naturally."

"It can't be cured, what should I do?"

Meng Yidao: "If you can't cure it, don't force it. The fate has come, and people will have life and death."

Listening to her answer, Lingrui suddenly felt distressed: "Then how many lives and deaths have you seen?"

"Can not remember."

Their cultivators are not heartless and desireless, but they just practice with all their heart, so their emotions are a little weaker.However, they will also experience life, old age, sickness and death, joys and sorrows, and there are still ripples in their hearts.

Going through life and death so frequently, seeing all the separation and reunion, might not be a distraction.

However, these seem insignificant to Meng Yi. His eyes are always on the look, traversed the mountains and rivers, drank all the joys and sorrows, but still moved forward as usual.

The saddest thing was that she could feel that he might also want to have joys and sorrows, even if it was just a little ripple.But after so many ages, countless people are willing to die for him, but he can only be grateful, not moved.

It's like that year when the beautiful woman who played the guqin in the painting boat and sang earnestly that she wanted to exchange the king's heart for my heart, and the son of the eldest princess who was stubborn at first and then defended the mountains and rivers, went round and round for the rest of her life, and in the end it was only a peep. dust.

"Brother Bai Han has been in the mortal world for all these years, what exactly is he looking for?"

This time, Meng Yi was silent for a long time before he said, "No one else."

It's just thinking about his heart, and now I don't know where it is.

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When Moxiu led the stupid goose to find Meng Yi, forty years had passed in the world.

Seeing him, Moxiu smiled and said: "I have been guarding outside the cave for hundreds of years, but I never thought that Xiao Yi'er came to the mortal world without telling me."

After saying that, he kicked the goose next to his legs, and the goose immediately touched the non-existent tears in the mung bean-like eyes with its right wing, and let out a moaning sound similar to sobbing.

He looked really pitiful, weak and helpless.

However, Moxiu, who was obviously frivolous on the surface, was more like the one who was abandoned than the goose.

Meng Yi looked at the devil and the goose in front of him, as if he had expected it long ago, and was not surprised, he just said: "Don't come here without any problems."

Moxiu smiled: "I need you to say 'Don't come here without any harm'. I actually feel that this life is enough."

Since then, Meng also no longer ran around to treat people's diseases, but found a mountain full of wild flowers, a valley with mountain streams flowing through, planted herbs, built a simple wooden house, and lived there.

Living with Lingrui, Moxiu, and the white goose that secretly pecked at the herbs Meng Yi planted.

The terrain here is remote, like a maze, and the entrance can never be found. If outsiders want to come in, it depends on their fate.Therefore, although many people later rumored that there lived a miracle doctor in this valley, who could heal everything, and gradually the miracle doctor spread, calling this place the "Valley of God Doctors", but few people could really enter it and find the god doctor to cure their diseases. .

When Tong Heng found Meng Yi, he didn't bother him too much, he just watched from a distance, and then he built a hut at the entrance of his valley to live in, guarding the world like a door god.

He didn't dare to disturb Meng Yikanwu, nor was he willing to stay away from him.

A few people and a goose have a tacit understanding and live in peace.

Such a change of cold and heat, spring and autumn, I don't know how many fleeting years have passed.

One day, Meng Yi stood by the stream flowing through the medicine field, watching the stupid goose flopping about, pecking at the fish and shrimp in the shallow water.

There was a small fish swimming extremely fast, although the goose was not an ordinary goose in the mortal world, after all no goose could peck the big cat in the forest.However, when it catches fish and shrimp in the shallow stream, it is really clumsy, and it still enjoys being played around by the fish without spirit.

It was teased by the fish to turn around in circles, and finally sat in the water with its buttocks, the white feathers on the tail were stained with mud, it became more and more courageous as it fought, jumped up in place, shook its head, and the crystal water droplets splashed everywhere. Dazzling brightly in the sun.

The moment the first drop of water fell back into the clear and shallow stream, Meng Yi suddenly entered the state of purging mysteries and clarifying my taste.

I have seen a lot of prosperous and desolate human scenes. The people around me are capricious in aging, sickness and death. The life of ordinary people is as short as floating, and they live and die day and night, but there are also many long and strong emotions and pasts.

For hundreds of years, he was like a guest in the world of mortals, seeing all the ups and downs, and then walked away. Today, he finally realized suddenly.

The moment he realized the change in his state of mind, Meng Yi's eyes froze instantly and disappeared in place.

In the next moment, he appeared in the cultivation world.

If he stays in the human world, whether the thin spiritual energy in the mortal world can provide him with the spiritual power he needs to advance is not mentioned for the time being. It is only said that when the thunder calamity comes, Meng Yi, whose spiritual power is limited in the human world, is dealing with the thunder. , must be completely powerless to protect the thousands of creatures under his feet, and the human world may be destroyed by then.

Therefore, Meng Yi has been counting the time so that he can return to the realm of comprehension the moment he has a premonition that he will break through.

He had already made preparations, and chose the place to cross the tribulation on the uninhabited wasteland.The wilderness is vast, and there is no grass for thousands of miles, all you can see is sand, gravel and cracked land, but the spiritual energy is not thin.

This wasteland can be regarded as a wonder in the world of cultivation. It is obvious that there is spiritual energy, but the spiritual plants cannot grow. When the cultivation comes here, it is necessary at the beginning, but then the spiritual power is stagnant and unable to advance. After leaving here for a while, it will be the same when returning later.

It is not a good place to stay for a long time, but if you want to advance here, it is the best choice, as long as the practitioner is fully prepared.

The thunder calamity gathered very quickly, and within a short time, thunderclouds billowed in the sky, black clouds covering the sky and engulfing the world, during which purple and white lightning flashed, mixed with the roaring sound, which was deafening.The wind howled, the sand and rocks flew, and it seemed like the world was about to fall.

Compared with Xuanwen's advancement, it is even worse.

Above the jealousy of heaven, the so-called punishment of heaven is just like that.

Because the goose was by his side when Meng Yikan broke through, Mozun was the first to realize it, and he came looking for it not long after.

Tong Heng followed closely behind, and Lingrui was a little behind because of his lower realm.

Such a big change in the cultivation world, even in such a wilderness, has aroused the vigilance of some people.Not long after, some sects got the news that there was lightning and thunder in the endless wasteland, black clouds covered the sun, and some rare treasures might be born.

News always travels faster than people.

When some cultivators received the news and arrived, they saw the vision in the sky, and their expressions froze.

Some experienced masters were horrified, this... this is not a vision of a strange treasure being born, this is clearly someone who is going through a catastrophe!

Moreover, it was the legendary catastrophe. It seemed that all living beings were turned into dust in an instant during the roar, without leaving a trace. This scene was something that no one present had ever seen before.

I don't know where the middle of the thunder calamity is, which hidden power is it?

For a moment, no one dared to make any noise, and all of them held their breath and focused, looking at the vast scene between the sky and the earth.

Tong Heng's face was solemn, and Mo Xiu's face was also rarely serious, and he couldn't laugh no matter what.

If he had known that when he crossed the catastrophe, he had such a vision, which was far from ordinary people, and he should have made more preparations. Now that the situation is like this, when the two of them are anxious, they will inevitably blame themselves.

Lingrui was even worse. After all, her cultivation base was much lower than that of Meng Yi and the others, and she couldn't even stand too close to Lei Jie, otherwise it would be difficult to withstand the overwhelming momentum.

Meng Yi, who was in the middle, stood with his hands behind his back, calm and relaxed, without a trace of panic.

The first ray of purple lightning struck down, but he didn't move, allowing the thunder to strike at him, enveloping his whole body.The power of thunder is huge and terrifying, and the clothes made of Wannian silk can't bear the power of thunder and lightning. The sleeves and cuffs of the clothes are all burnt yellow, but Meng Yi is still as usual, as if he is not disturbed by it.

Seeing him in the distance, the people did not avoid him, first they raised their hearts in one breath, and then they vaguely saw that he seemed to be unscathed, so they breathed a sigh of relief.

In this way, Meng Yi never evaded the countless thunder calamities in front of him, allowing it to tear and temper his body. After the second half of the thunder calamity, the area of ​​the black cloud in the sky suddenly expanded by more than twice, and instantly enveloped the area that was still there. A few people looking from a distance.The tumbling purple thunder in the sky also became stronger and stronger, and the roar seemed to hit people's hearts, which made people lose their sense of perception suddenly, and the blood in their throats surged.

"Not good! The scope of Thunder Tribulation has expanded, I'd better retreat soon!"

I don't know who yelled that, everyone immediately flew towards the distance, fearing that if they were not careful, they would be hit by such a thunder calamity and disappear, it was definitely not worth it.

Meng Yi also finally made a move and began to resist the thunder disaster. The wind fluttered around him, forming a wind blade to protect him tightly.

A bolt of lightning struck down, but was repeatedly broken by the wind blade that could not be found. The force of the thunder collided with the force of the hurricane, and brilliant sparks exploded in the boundless sky, heroic and magnificent.

After that, the sky thunder calamity collided with the wind blade again and again, and the ground was already scorched black. After the flying sand monster was swept up by the strong wind, the area near the center of the thunder cloud would turn into dust and disperse in a blink of an eye.

Meng Yi's hair was slightly burnt, his clothes were ragged, and one cheek was scorched by lightning. If you look carefully, you can see the bones.

However, his demeanor is still calm, and he is not afraid of the majesty of the heavens. It seems that the thunderclouds that can cover most of the wilderness in front of his eyes are nothing, and even the bloody flesh is not painful, and he is the one in the sky. The one who comes and goes with ease.

Finally, the last thunder tribulation is about to fall.

Meng Yi stopped, no longer resisting, and forcefully let the most powerful thunder strike directly from the top of his head.

He closed his eyes, allowing his clothes to be scorched, his body was bloody and bruised, and the open wounds all over his body were grim and mottled.The blood overflowing from the wound on his cheek flowed down his face, meandering like a picture, clearly a terrifying picture, coupled with his indifferent eyes, it seemed to have an extra detached temperament.

"The knot...it's over..." murmured someone watching.

The rest of the people looked at the magnificent sky that suddenly broke in the sky, and were speechless.

Finally, Moxiu reacted, moved his body, and was about to go to the center of the day's light, but suddenly encountered a barrier on his way, and his whole body was blocked.

The same is true for Tong Heng. The two looked at each other and hit the barrier together.And the realm of cultivation here can be said to be inferior to Meng Yi alone, but even so, it is useless for the two of them to use all their strength to fight together.

The two people's hearts were concentrated, and the one whose realm was higher than theirs was probably that person.

The thunder calamity ended, the dark clouds cleared, the sky broke through the sky, and when everything settled down, a person appeared on the wasteland.

The wilderness is vast and boundless, as if devouring the world, and Renxiu's tiny body is not worth mentioning against this backdrop.But this person is not the case, the momentum around him cannot be ignored, it is so powerful that it makes everything tremble.

Meng Yi seemed to have expected it a long time ago. He raised his head and looked at the visitor, with the same expression as before, and opened his lips: "Xuanwen."

Xuanwen's majesty dissipated, and he looked at Meng Yi, who seemed to have been reborn after entering the ascension period.He approached him and wiped away the blood dripping from the wound on his cheek. During the process of wiping, Meng Yi's wounds all over his body recovered as before: "I still like you to call me Shizun."

After stepping into the ascension period, there is an unknown period of waiting, waiting for the call of the fairy world, and attaining the ascension.Cultivators in this realm are no longer divided into small realms. The strength of a cultivator depends on the depth of spiritual power, the mystery of skills, magic treasures, and personal comprehension.

Meng Yi waved Xuan Wen's hand away.

Xuanwen asked, "Do you still want to kill me?"

"Between you and me, there must be death."

Xuanwen heard this, curled his lips and smiled lightly: "Yes, there must be death. If I live, you will belong to me; if I die, you will surpass the world."

After finishing speaking, Xuan Wen spread his hands, and a long sword slowly appeared in his palm.The sword was not in its sheath, and the blade had a cold light. When a gust of wind blew by, the blade felt something, buzzing, as if it had a soul.

Yinfeng Sword.

Meng Yi only glanced at it and then looked away: "I will never use a real sword again in this life."

With the heart as the sword and the body as the sheath, it can cut everything.

"That's the case." Xuan Wen put away the Wind Chanting Sword in his hand, took out his natal spirit sword, and threw it aside casually. The sharp blade plunged into the ground, vibrated twice, and then lost its luster.

Only then did Xuan Wen look at Meng Yi again, and said, "Then you don't even need a sword."

Seeing this scene, everyone in the distance was stunned.When they wanted to confirm whether it was Xuanwen, the suzerain of Hongyan Sect, they found that the scenery in front of them was suddenly blurred. It turned out that the ability of seeing thousands of miles away had disappeared for a high-level cultivator.

The death battle seemed imminent, but Xuanwen took his time and discussed the past with Meng Yi.

"Han'er, since you were young, I brought you into the cultivation world, taught you the way of heaven, taught you exercises, and forged your natal spirit sword..." Xuanwen paused, then continued, " Most of your life is related to me."

Meng Yi naturally knew that because of this, when the demon cultivator said that it would be great if he had met him earlier, he was not moved.

The word "if" is illusory.

There has never been a child named Meng Yi who was abducted with a bunch of candied haws by a laughing and evil Moxiu when he was young.

To this day, most of the joys and sorrows in Meng Yi's life come from Xuan Wen, a lunatic.

Meng Yidao: "Where is my heart?" Both his Nascent Soul and his heart were cut out that year. Now that his Nascent Soul is back in place, his heart is replaced by "No Mind", making him unable to have sorrow and joy.

Hearing this, Xuanwen looked at Meng Yi softly: "I thought you wouldn't ask."

"It's mine after all."

"That's true," Xuanwen said, stroking his heart with his right hand, "But Han'er can rest assured, I will take care of your heart."

Meng Yi frowned: "You crazy."

Xuan Wen smiled: "I want to treat you well."

"You just want me to be a caged crane."

"No, you are wrong." Xuanwen said, "I wish you to be an eagle."

It's just that I can only see you soaring high.

As for those people who appeared later, there was no need for them to exist.

He pointed at the cultivators outside the barrier, with a disdainful look on his face: "Look at them, they are curled up in the distance like ants, they don't even have the ability to interrupt us, so what qualifications do they have to stand by your side? Han'er, can you be with us?" You and I are the only one who overlooks the world together."

Meng Yi was expressionless: "So you ruined me, and you call it a new life."

Xuan Wen stared at Meng Yi, unwilling to make a mistake: "Han'er, do you now have no other thoughts except to kill me?"

"This is good."

"Han'er, I have practiced alone for thousands of years, just to wait for you to grab the corner of my clothes, climb on me, and look up at me on that street. So your world should be all about me."

"Good is me, and evil is me."

"Life is mine, death is mine."

"Trust is me, doubt is me."

"It's me who is ignorant, and it's me who is painful."

After all, he sighed softly, "Why did he have other people in his eyes at the beginning?"

Meng Yi stretched out his hand and raised the wind blade in his palm: "It's useless to talk too much, let's fight."

Both of them gathered the spiritual power in their bodies and turned them into weapons.From the realm to the ascension stage, the weapon formed by the condensed spiritual power cuts the flesh and blood of a person, and the violent spiritual energy will adhere to the wound, making it difficult to heal.

It is by no means comparable to ordinary weapons.

The fight between the great powers can shake the heavens and the earth, and the unbreakable barrier originally set up by Xuan Wen also shattered in an instant, and the people who watched from a distance evacuated from the place one after another, feeling the rest of their lives after the catastrophe.

A great battle lasted for three days and three nights. You came and I went back and forth in a stalemate until we were both exhausted and our spiritual power was almost exhausted.

In the end, the sharp blades formed by the condensed spiritual power of Meng Yi and Xuanwen pressed against each other's chests.

Behind Xuanwen is a tight wind wall surrounded by whistling wind blades, during which flying sand and rocks scramble, and behind Meng Yi is a scorching fire that can burn everything, and everything that falls into it will be turned into ashes.

No matter who takes a step back, it is a dead end, and if they both take a step forward, the aura blade will pierce the chest.

"Puchi—" The sound of sharp blades transformed from spiritual energy piercing flesh and blood sounded.

After a moment of silence, Xuan Wen sighed: "How could I kill you."

As soon as the words fell, the spiritual power all over his body disappeared in an instant, and the raging flames behind Meng Yi also suddenly dissipated.Xuanwen let go of his hand, allowing the aura blade in his hand to turn into fluorescent light, while he was completely pierced through his chest by Meng Yi's blade.

Xuan Wen rested his chin on Meng Yi's shoulder and said with a smile, "You won."

"As expected of a child I raised."

"I said, apart from leaving me, everything you wish will come true."

"Including, kill me."

Xuanwen talked for a long time, but Meng Yi never answered, letting him rest his head on his shoulder.When Xuan Wen's eyes were almost closed, Meng Yi finally opened his lips.

"Did I tell you, that day, those years." He said, "It really hurts."

It really hurts.

Waking up at night with damp eyes and heartache.

Meng Yi said the pain in a flat tone, but Xuan Wen's heart trembled when he heard it.

Xuanwen raised his head, stretched out his hand with the last strength to touch Meng Yi's eyebrows, and smiled lightly, "You will eventually be immortal."

After finishing speaking, he fell backward into the whistling wind blade, and the blood mist surged in the wind in an instant.Amidst the wind, sand and blood mist, Meng Yi lightly closed his eyes.

Haner, you are alive.

To be alive, to look down on all things, to look down on mountains and rivers, to see how the world changes from time to time.

Stand on top of all beings.

Prosperity forever.

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For the next 48 years, Meng Yi became immortal.

The author has something to say: the text is over

The more open ending is also the most appropriate ending in my opinion.

Fanwai will write a parallel world fanfare in which Mo Xiu picked up Xiao Yier, and a fairyland fanfare in which Tong Heng also ascended, and may also write the old song Liu Shilingrui