It has its own wisdom, its own confusion, distinguishing things and me, hundreds of yangs, and hundreds of yins, turning into harmony between heaven and earth.
No good, no evil, only cause and effect, thousands of saints, thousands of demons, let others say.
Gu Qingfeng had been running around in the wilderness for a long time before, and he was very exhausted both physically and mentally. He wanted to take this opportunity to have a good sleep on the big Xuantian ship. A familiar yet unfamiliar voice was brought into the void.
The land of emptiness is still full of fog, changing, changing, nothingness and misty.
Obviously, this is not only a land of illusion, but also a nightmare of original sin.
Since it is a nightmare.
Gu Qingfeng knew that he couldn't leave for a while.
but.
He also didn't wander aimlessly in the nightmare of original sin like before.
the reason is simple.
I'm too lazy to move.
Even in the nightmare, he didn't bother to move.
He was just floating in the foggy nightmare of original sin, as if he had fallen asleep in the dream, more like blending into the nightmare, changing with the nightmare.
I don't know how long it has been floating, and I don't know how long it has been changing.
Sudden.
Gu Qingfeng felt that something was wrong. When he came back to his senses, he found that he had come to a strange place.
There is still no sky and no earth here.
It's also foggy.
The difference from the Land of Illusion is that there is not nothing here, but there are many, many mountains, many of which are innumerable, one next to the other, everywhere, and there is a mountain on top of each mountain. At first glance, it looks like Like graves.
No!
This is the grave.
The mountains are tombs, and the peaks are tombstones. On the tombstones are carved the tombs of immortality, magic, witchcraft, and Buddhism.
This is Avenue Cemetery.
Gu Qingfeng came here once before.
I clearly remember that there is also a mysterious old man who claims to be the guardian of the mausoleum in the Avenue Cemetery.
Gu Qingfeng looked around, and as expected, he saw an old man cleaning the fallen leaves on a grave on a road with a broom.
When Gu Qingfeng intruded inexplicably last time, the mysterious old man was indifferent and didn't even raise his head. This time when Gu Qingfeng came again, the mysterious old man was still indifferent. He also didn't raise his head or look at it, as if he didn't know at all. It's like someone broke in.
"Old man, we meet again, please stay safe."
Gu Qingfeng walked over and greeted the mysterious old man.
"Thank you for your concern, little friend. I am very old and well." The old man asked softly, "I wonder if little friend is still all right?"
"I'm still the same, drinking a little wine every day, basking in the sun, and living a decent life."
"In this world, you should be happy and happy like a little friend. If you don't, you will be in vain."
The mysterious old man never looked up at Gu Qingfeng from the beginning to the end, and had been carefully cleaning the fallen leaves on the tomb.
"Really? I think it's the same, hahaha!" Gu Qingfeng joked: "How about you go out for a stroll with me, and I'll treat you to a drink?"
"Thank you little friend, but unfortunately, the old man cannot do without."
"Why can't you leave?"
"As the guardian of the mausoleum, the old man naturally has to guard the mausoleum of the Great Dao."
"What is there to protect in this broken place? Could it be that there are still people coming here to rob graves?"
"There are no tomb robbers, but there are quite a few."
"Tomb grabbing? What are you grabbing?" Gu Qingfeng looked at the tombstones and said, "Don't tell me, these tombs are really buried with the origin of the Dao."
"When my friend came here last time, the old man said that these graves are not only the foundation of the Dao, but also the root of the Dao, the foundation of the Dao, the heart of the Dao, and the source of the Dao!"
"real or fake?"
When Gu Qingfeng came last time, he had quietly checked these tombstones. Unfortunately, he couldn't find anything. He can see it, but he can't touch it, just like those people in the age of no way gave him the feeling, illusory, true and false, illusory and real.
For example, Jun Xuanji.
There is no darkness in the setting sun.
This includes the mysterious tomb guard in front of him.
"Little friend, don't waste your efforts in vain. You can't see through these avenue graves, and you can't find them out."
"Why?"
"Although Xiaoyou is in a good state of mind, not only detached from everything, but also from himself, but after all, Xiaoyou is not from the age of Wudao, and after all, he can't see through the grave of the Dao." The mysterious old man sighed: "The old man said, The era of no way is a cursed era, an era of error and confusion, an era of reversed cause and effect, and an era that should not exist. Everything in this era should not exist. This is true for people, and the same is true for the avenues and graves. How can my little friend see things that shouldn't exist? How can I find out?"
"It seems very reasonable to hear what you said, old man." Gu Qingfeng pondered for a moment, and asked: "However, although I am not from the Wudao Era, I have a deep and deep connection with the Wudao Era. Origin."
"It's just the origin, no matter how deep the origin is, it's just the origin."
"You said, I have such a deep connection with the era of no way, will I become a person of the era of no way in the future?"
"My little friend shouldn't ask the old man this question."
"Then who should I ask?"
"Ask your friend yourself."
"ha."
Hearing this, Gu Qingfeng laughed, sighed, and exclaimed: "I have seen it through, you people in the age of innocence, you are either lost, insane, or crazy. Speaking of it, half of it is said, and half of it is forgotten. Those who are insane are not insane, they pretend to be ignorant, say half of what they say, and hide half of it.”
"Little friend is a variable, and it is also the most mysterious and unknown variable between heaven and earth in ancient times."
The voice of the mysterious old man was very flat, without any emotional color, and said: "Any decision, any choice, even just a thought, may have an unimaginable impact on the world, all living beings, and even the past and future. .”
After a pause, the mysterious old man said again: "Under such circumstances, no one dares to tell you too much, and no one dares to tell you too much. If it affects your decision, who can bear this responsibility? ? No one dared, and no one could afford it."
"I've been talking for a long time, but I dare say that you old men in the age of no way are afraid of taking responsibility." Gu Qingfeng smiled slightly, and joked: "It seems that I have to bear the scapegoat of the catastrophe of the present and the past, and I have to bear it if I don't. back, right?"
"Little friend, you can't take this joke."