Fantasy: I’m really not an unparalleled expert

On pale rice paper.

From nothing comes something, the peak is towering, rising from the clouds, standing at the end of the earth, the years form a stream, and cause and effect become a mist.

The vast mountains and forests are like the endless vastness of time, the cycle of life and death, the succession of prosperity and decline, and the vastness has no end.

A road stretches away, and there are mountain villages there, with eight or nine fertile fields, endless traffic, chickens and dogs smelling each other, and smoke curling from cooking stoves. It seems that it has transcended the grand years and become a world of its own.

At this moment, the scroll has been divided into nine parts.

Eight points are used to paint the colors of the mountains, and one point is used to create a small mountain village.

Although this eight-point mountain scenery is vast and charming, although the scenery is infinite, it seems to have become the foil of the small mountain village at this moment.

The small mountain village is not on the highest peak, not in the center of the picture, but it is like a red plum on the top of a green tree branch or a bright moon on the vast sea.

The dead green trees are alive because of a little red plum; the lonely sea is alive because of a bright moon.

At the highest point here, a picture of the ordinary is drawn.

Seeing the completion of the painting written by Li Fan, Ji Zhe suddenly sighed and said:

It is indeed a good painting.

Is this painting finished?

Li Fan smiled slightly and said:

There's still one point left to write.

He waved his pen calmly, and the tip of his pen suddenly turned from the small mountain village and landed on the highest peak where they were.

On the top of the mountain, he drew the old tree that had been dead for who knows how many years.

At this moment, the whole painting suddenly took on another meaning.

Among the layers of distant mountains, this old tree looks like an octogenarian, looking at the small mountain village in the distance, like a homesick wanderer!

The square house is more than ten acres, with eight or nine thatched houses. The elms and willows are shaded on the back eaves, and the peach and plum blossoms are in front of the hall. The distant village is warm, and the smoke in the ruins is lingering. Dogs bark deep in the alleys, and roosters crow on top of the mulberry trees. There is no dust in the courtyard. There is room for leisure in the empty room.”

Li Fan spoke softly and said the last sentence:

After being in a cage for a long time, you can return to nature.

He raised his eyes to look at Ji Zhe, smiled and said:

If you live here for a long time, see the highest scenery, and watch the rise and fall of the sea of ​​clouds, this is your cage.

The lonely man thought and said:

You are living in the village, experiencing the fireworks of the world and the changes in the mortal world. This is also your cage.

Li Fan smiled and said: You are not a fish, I know the joy of fish. Neither you nor I can convince the other party, because neither you nor I have experienced the path the other party takes.

Why don't you follow me back to the village and spend three to five years?

Go back to the village. There will be houses to protect you from the mountain breeze, delicious food to fill your hunger, good wine to drive away sorrow, and one or two old friends to relieve your loneliness.

The lonely one said:

I'm a little older than you, and I've walked a little longer than you. I've experienced all of these things before.

He didn't know what he was recalling in his eyes, and said: But I admit, your proposal still makes my heart move.

I will follow you back to the village to feel the warmth of the world, but you have to follow me to observe the ups and downs of life and death, to experience the heart and soul... No matter how you look at it, I have made a profit.

He smiled.

Li Fan also smiled, stretched out his hand and said, Please.

The lonely one said: Please!

The two of them finished speaking.

Suddenly, they disappeared from where they were.

On the top of the mountain, there is only an old pine tree that has been dead for an unknown number of years. The cold wind from the universe blows, biting and freezing.

Where's the master?

Su Baiqian spoke, and she looked around with a hint of panic in her eyes.

They...went to the painting.

Zi Ling, on the other hand, murmured and stepped forward. She looked at the painting that Li Fan had just left with his own hands.

Wherever they looked, they could clearly see that there were two more people on the mountain peak in Li Fan's painting.

Surprisingly it is Li Fan and Ji Zhe!

In the painting, the lonely man is heading to a small mountain village.

But Li Fan was sitting under the pine tree!

Is this a virtual world?

Su Baiqian asked.

No... Master's paintings have blended with reality, and the place he is in is also reality.

Every change in the reality we live in will be reflected in the world in the painting...

Zi Ling murmured: Moreover, Master's paintings have included the cause and effect of the heavens and the years. This... this is the true eternal painting!

Time is ink, cause and effect is pen.

He and the Silent One...are walking each other's path.

The lonely ones will understand the master's path, and the master... will also walk the path of the lonely ones.

Zi Ling murmured.

If Master fails, he...will he become another Silent One?

Su Baiqian murmured.

Zi Ling was very firm and said: No way...

Master will not become a lonely person, he will not forget us...

Su Baiqian also nodded firmly.

Sometimes forgetting is a good thing.

At this moment, the voice of the Silent One suddenly sounded again.

Zi Ling and Su Bai Qian were both shocked when they saw the lonely man, who had reappeared under the withered old tree at some unknown time!

You...haven't you already gone to the painting?

Zi Ling unexpectedly spoke.

This painting was made by the master's own hands. It surpasses everything. Even the Silent One... shouldn't be able to come out so easily...

Moreover, when the Silent One enters the painting, he should follow his words and follow the path of the Master...

But at this moment, in the painting, only Li Fan is left.

You...you tricked my master into the trap!

There was a hint of anger in Su Baiqian's eyes.

Ji Zhe stood up with his hands behind his back, smiled and said:

I didn't lie to him. He and I exchanged each other's paths to walk. I felt the ordinaryness he said, and he endured my deathly silence.

I did follow his path, but...not in this life, but a long time ago.

There was an imperceptible wave in his calm eyes, and he said:

I have also walked with my best friends and disciples, I have joined hands with beauties, and I have also faced dams.

What he wants me to feel is nothing more than a ray of warmth and a ray of true love in this world...those things that he thinks can achieve the mortal path and break my lonely path.

I've had these things before.

Ji Zhe said softly: It was just cut off later.

So, the barriers he set up for me cannot trap me.

But he has not experienced true silence yet, so he is still painting.

This is the path he chose.

The return of all things to the mortal world is a false path. I will correct this path for him. Silence is the destination of all souls.

But Zi Ling stared at Ji Zhe and said:

No...you're afraid of him.

You are afraid of my master and this road...otherwise, why don't you just let my master pass away?

Ji Zhe looked at Zi Ling and smiled:

It's simple, because I can't kill him either.

He said softly:

In the past and now, I was everywhere, everywhere, omniscient, omniscient, omniscient, omnipotent...

I watch the ups and downs of every life, and listen to the joys and sorrows of this world. I can destroy the immortal way, the holy way, the divine way, chaos... and even taboos with a snap of my finger.

But I can't find his shadow or his roots in the long river of cause and effect in the past and present. For so many years, I haven't even been able to peek into his heart.

He's an anomaly.

He lowered his head, looked into the scroll, and said:

The only way to deal with the unkillable anomaly is to let him become me.

After all, there is nothing to fear from those who share the same ideals.

He was so calm and said:

The forbidden civilization should have died long ago, and so should you.

The Dark Dome, the Forbidden World, the Chaos World, the so-called Pure Land Yang Jian, and the underworld... and you all can survive until now only because of him.

After all, only you can make him become me.

Ji Zhe looked at Zi Ling and others, and an imperceptible sadness suddenly appeared in his eyes. However, this sadness passed away in a flash, and his figure became very faint and disappeared from the scene.

But in the years, someone seems to be whispering:

The eternal world of life and death is so vast that I cannot think about it and cannot forget it... I am alone in a tomb thousands of miles away, and there is no place to express my desolation.

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at the same time.

Somewhere in the Dread Beast Mountain Forest, under an old tree.

The Black and White Emperor and the man in white robe were still playing chess.

I lost.

Black and White let out a long sigh and put down the chess piece in his hand.

Thirty-one moves.

There was a trace of appreciation in the eyes of the man in white robe, and he said:

What he taught you has no beginning and no end. It is indeed very powerful.

The man in white robe also dropped the chess piece and said:

For thirty thousand years, reincarnation will never end.

You can also obtain the supreme way.

After saying that, the man in white robe turned around and left. He seemed to be walking on the steps of time, and every step could not be traced back.

Senior, are you looking for Senior Li?

Black and White raised his eyes and asked.

When I played chess with you, I already met him.

The voice fell, and the silhouette of the lonely man was no longer seen.

That's this moment.

Hearing the words, Black and White thought thoughtfully and said: Everywhere...all the time...Is this the greatest confidence of the Dark Dome?

boom!

The aura of the Black and White Emperor suddenly fell into a strange change.

On that chessboard, each white stone and black stone seems to have evolved into an endless avenue, from birth to death, from the beginning to the end, from the reincarnation to the end of the reincarnation...

Black and white...have become supreme.

No beginning or end.

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