How can there be reincarnation in this world?

"I used to be a disciple of Longqiguan, but I was ignorant when I was young and came down the mountain early."

Meng Qiuhe lamented that it is easy for people to recall the past when they get old, and he began to talk about his experiences when he was young.

At first Qing'er just dealt with him, but when he heard him mention Taoist priest, Qing'er became interested.

She already knew that the reason why she was able to enter Longqi Temple and was cared for by her elders was all because of Daozu's appreciation. She didn't know why Daozu valued her, but she was very grateful to Daozu, so she felt very grateful for anything about Daozu.

interest.

The two of them just walked and chatted.

Meng Qiuhe's face was full of smiles. He hadn't felt this relaxed for many years.

Qing'er listened carefully. She was surprised. She didn't expect that Meng Qiuhe was once the Taoist priest's senior brother. When she heard this sentence, she once suspected that the old man was bragging.

But as she listened, she felt that it was true, because Meng Qiuhe mentioned many respected seniors in Longqi Temple.

for a long time.

The two of them came to a small pavilion and sat down. Qing'er was worried that he was too tired, so he took a rest first.

Meng Qiuhe looked at Qing'er and said with a smile: "You look so much like Qiu Shuang when you were young. I even suspected that you were reincarnated by her."

Qing'er shook his head and said: "There is no such thing as reincarnation in this world, it is just a mortal's delusion."

"Yes, it is a mortal's delusion. I have pursued martial arts all my life, just to surpass mortals and not to be inferior to others, but in the end I found that it was just a hard struggle."

Meng Qiuhe sighed endlessly.

Qing'er changed the subject and asked, "Are you coming to Longqi Temple just to revisit your old place?"

She didn't invite Meng Qiuhe to stay because she always maintained doubts and vigilance in her heart, and she couldn't make the decision.

Meng Qiuhe smiled and said: "Of course there are other things."

"What's up?"

Qing'er asked curiously. At this time, a figure walked not far away, it was Qing Ku.

Qing Ku saw Qing'er alone with a strange old man and was a little worried, so he came to take a look.

Meng Qiuhe looked at Qingku and said softly: "I am already very old and I don't have many years to live. Before I die, I want to fulfill a long-cherished wish, which is to challenge the current Great Scenery Taoist Ancestor."

Upon hearing this, Qing'er couldn't help but widen her eyes, subconsciously stood up and moved away from Meng Qiuhe.

Seeing her reaction like this, Qing Ku immediately rushed over, stopped in front of her, and stared at Meng Qiuhe warily. Then, his expression changed drastically, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Meng Qiuhe?"

Qing'er asked carefully: "Uncle Qingku, do you know him?"

Qing Ku snorted coldly: "The traitor of Long Qi Temple was once the second senior brother of Taoist Master and me. No, he was also the eldest disciple. Later, he led people to forcefully break into Long Qi Temple and insisted on discussing with the Taoist Master. He was

After the Taoist priest was defeated, he went down the mountain in despair."

He had a bad impression of Meng Qiuhe, even disgusted him.

Especially after Meng Qiushuang's death, he hated Meng Qiuhe even more. Decades later, he never came back to visit his biological sister.

Meng Qiuhe was not angry. He looked at Qing Ku and said with emotion: "You are already so old. Time is not forgiving."

Qing Ku is also over seventy years old, with gray hair, but his body and bones look stronger than Meng Qiuhe's.

"You are not welcome at Longqi Temple, go away." Qing Ku said coldly.

Meng Qiuhe smiled and said: "Junior brother, I am indeed sorry for Long Qiguan, but I am about to die. For the sake of being a disciple of the same sect, can you help me ask to see the Taoist ancestor?"

Hearing this, Qing Ku's heart softened. When people grow old, they have to face death, and Qing Ku sometimes worries about when he will die.

He asked cautiously: "What do you want from Senior Brother Changsheng?"

Qing'er said behind him: "He wants to challenge the Taoist priest!"

Qing Ku frowned.

Meng Qiuhe spread his hands and said: "It's just a death wish. If we, the martial arts practitioners, die in battle, we will have no regrets. You don't have to worry about my plot. He is the Taoist who can move mountains. I will definitely lose. I just want to be in front of him."

Before you die, let’s experience this world’s best martial arts.”

Qing Ku was still hesitant, fearing that Meng Qiuhe would play tricks.

At this moment, a voice sounded: "Let him come over."

Qing Ku and the other three people heard it.

Meng Qiuhe smiled and stood up slowly.

Qing'er looked around and saw no one else, but there were pilgrims passing by in the distance. She asked cautiously: "Is that the Taoist priest's voice just now?"

There was a hint of expectation in her tone.

Qing Ku nodded, turned around and said, "Come with me."

He stepped forward, and Meng Qiuhe followed him out of the small pavilion. When he passed by Qing'er, he took out a secret book from his arms and said with a smile: "Meeting is fate. This secret book is what I have spent my whole life looking for. I wanted to

It was taught to Qiu Shuang, but since she is no longer here, I will leave it to you. Of course, if you don’t want to learn it, just burn it.”

After giving the secret book to Qing'er, Meng Qiuhe followed Qing Ku's footsteps.

Qing'er held the secret book and looked at Meng Qiuhe's back. For some reason, her heart felt a little sour.

She didn't know what kind of person Meng Qiuhe was when he was young, but after getting along with her just now, Meng Qiuhe's attitude towards her was indeed very good. The thought of him going to die made her a little sad.

But she thought of the Taoist priest again, and the discomfort in her heart disappeared immediately. She hummed softly: "You will bring the trouble on yourself if you keep making trouble for the Taoist priest."

She shook her head and walked towards the mountain gate.

After half a cup of tea.

Qing Ku took Meng Qiuhe to Jiang Changsheng's courtyard. Jiang Changsheng was practicing martial arts under the tree, Huajianxin, Wangchen was watching Jiang Jian practicing his halberd, Bai Qi was taking a nap, and Bai Long was lying on the mountainside.

Huajianxin, Wangchen turned around and saw someone behind Qing Ku, and couldn't help but be curious.

When Meng Qiuhe saw Jiang Changsheng again, he suddenly fell into a trance when he saw him just like he was sixty years ago.

Since taking the Zhuyan Pill at the age of eighteen, Jiang Changsheng has maintained his eighteen-year-old appearance, which made Meng Qiuhe recall every detail of that year.

Jiang Changsheng opened his eyes and said, "Second senior brother, long time no see."

He heard what Meng Qiuhe said. He was about to die, so he didn't want to worry about it anymore and decided to fulfill Meng Qiuhe's long-cherished wish.

When he was two years old, his senior brother Li Changqing almost accidentally killed him while practicing martial arts, but it was Meng Qiuhe who saved him. He would never forget this kindness, after all, there were many disasters when he was young.

Meng Qiuhe said with emotion: "Long time no see, I never thought you could call me senior brother again."

He suddenly realized that Jiang Changsheng had always respected him since he was a child. Even though his martial arts skills had greatly improved, he still respected him. It was just that he was stimulated and was jealous of Jiang Changsheng.

Jiang Changsheng stood up and said: "Let's get started. There is no need to reminisce about the past. I will bury you and Senior Sister Qiu Shuang together. Although you are sorry for Long Qiguan, Senior Sister Qiu Shuang has always missed you."

Hearing this, Meng Qiuhe smiled.

The two flew high into the sky. Jiang Jian stopped, came to Hua Jianxin, and asked curiously: "Grandma, who is he? Grandmaster's senior brother? Is he very strong?"

He was very excited, finally seeing someone challenge his master.

Hua Jianxin sighed and said, "That's right."

High in the sky, Meng Qiuhe began to move his skills, mobilizing his own skills, and his momentum exploded like a mountain torrent.

Jiang Changsheng was not surprised that he broke through to the gods. Many years ago, Meng Qiuhe's incense value had reached 500, so his strength was definitely not weak.

Meng Qiuhe raised his right palm, with a stern expression on his face, and said: "Junior Brother Changsheng, I don't want you to be merciful, so help me, kill me with your strongest martial arts, and let me die without regrets!"

Jiang Changsheng looked calm and said: "Okay, Second Senior Brother, take the move."

I saw him raising his right hand, and a golden leaf appeared in his hand.

Meng Qiuhe frowned, wondering what Jiang Changsheng meant and why he took out a gold leaf?

At this moment, Jiang Changsheng suddenly threw a golden scale jade leaf.

Poof——

Meng Qiuhe's forehead was pierced, his eyes widened with disbelief on his face.

"this……"

Meng Qiuhe trembled all over, and his vitality quickly disappeared.

He just fell down.

Jiang Changsheng flew over, caught his body, then flew to Qing Ku, handed it to Qing Ku, and said, "Bury it near Senior Sister Qiu Shuang."

Qing Ku was stunned. After hearing his words, he came back to his senses and quickly took Meng Qiuhe's body. Meng Qiuhe still kept his dead eyes, but his eyes changed. In addition to shock, he was more...

relieved.

Jiang Changsheng turned around and walked towards the Earth Spirit Tree. Jiang Jian ran over excitedly and asked: "Master, what kind of martial arts was that just now? I saw a golden light and didn't see it clearly at all."

"I can't tell you about this martial arts until you reach the golden body state."

"Ah? Golden Body Realm. Apart from you, there is no other Golden Body Realm in the whole world. How long do I have to wait!"

"You don't have confidence?"
To be continued...