Yu Shiwu was silent for a moment and asked curiously: "Can you control the speed of time passing in this world?"

Chen Pingan remained silent. Suddenly, what Yu Shiwu saw was a strange phenomenon. The heavy snow suddenly stopped. In the blink of an eye, spring was warm and flowers were blooming. The grass grew and orioles were flying. Groups of children were flying kites on the shore. The plum rain continued.

Summer floods surged, and on a moonlit night on the river, the water was calm and the lines were like painted lines. There was a ferryman who looked like a god or a spirit. He was as thin as a solitary bamboo, and his Taoist robes were as white as wild clouds. He was riding on a small boat without a boatman.

They were holding grass, their robes were flying, and they were flying over the river. The autumn wind was rustling, and some villagers carried two bamboo cages containing men and women to the waterside in a noisy manner. Finally, there was another heavy snowfall in the freezing season. For the rest,

For Shiwu, an onlooker, the changing scenery of the four seasons and the local customs and customs of each time are like the pages of a book being turned quickly by the spectators. In this process, Yu Shiwu's body can fully perceive the changes in temperature and warmth of the seasons.

But just when Yu Shiwu was convinced that Chen Pingan could indeed control the river of time at will, Chen Pingan suddenly raised his hand, hung it in front of Yu Shiwu's eyes, and snapped his fingers, "Have you ever heard of a leaf blinding your eyesight?"

As he spoke, Yu Shiwu was horrified to find that he and Chen Ping'an were in a pitch-black night. Chen Ping'an smiled and said, "A leaf blinds the eyes. Since this leaf can make people unable to see something, of course it can also be seen."

What, it’s nothing more than a craftsman’s micro-carving on a leaf. Compared to striving to create a small world without any flaws, wouldn’t it save more time, effort, money and worry to tamper with your vision?”

Just when Yu Shiwu was doubtful, Chen Ping'an had already pulled Yu Shiwu back to the "original place", reached out to catch a piece of snowflake, and murmured to himself: "I attended a meeting at the Confucian Temple earlier, and at a ferry, I was lucky enough to be with Mr. Zheng.

After walking for a while, Mr. Zheng said something strange, which I still can’t believe. He said, ‘I once saw two identical snowflakes.’”

Yu Shiwu bent down to pick up some thinner stones from the shore, and threw them towards the water surface, causing the water to float, causing a series of unconnected ripples, and the water splashes blooming in sequence from large to small.

At this moment, a young woman shrouded in mist walked out of the water. She was tall and graceful in green clothes and a yellow crown. She said that as long as she could guess her name, she could enter the Zanshui Mansion.

Yu Shiwu glanced at Chen Pingan. His original intention was to make a fuss about guessing lantern riddles? Chen Pingan smiled and reminded, "If you get water, you can become an immortal. You can have green sleeves and a yellow crown. I can't remind you Taoist friends any more."

The Narcissus was full of hope and looked at Yu Shiwu, but the latter was like a knot in the elm wood. She waited for a while, but could not get the answer. She could only sigh quietly, "Where did the water fairy come from?

Yuying has emerald sleeves, a yellow crown and a white crown. Yuying regrets that she is not destined to be with the young master, so she will say goodbye first and see you again later."

Yu Shiwu wanted to regain his position, pointed to Shanzhu Chen next to him, and asked: "Why does the fairy favor one over the other and don't ask my good friend?"

She smiled and said, "I like to judge people by their appearance."

Yu Shiwu laughed heartily.

Chen Pingan looked calm.

When the Narcissus returned to the water, Chen Pingan joked: "Fellow Daoist Yu should study more in the future. Isn't this a missed opportunity for marriage?"

Yu Shiwu asked: "When will you be willing to restore my true body and realm?"

It can be roughly determined that the body he is wearing now belongs to an uncommon "yin spirit traveling far away from the body", while the real body is being detained by Chen Ping'an without knowing it, and is outnumbered somewhere.

Recovering memory before was like...an empty skin, like an empty water tank, into which someone poured water from the next tank.

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Why are you anxious? I can't eat hot tofu in a hurry. Just think of me as a pawnshop owner."

pawnshop?

Upon closer inspection, it is quite vivid. It is indeed a good metaphor.

Yu Shiwu said: "Then let's exchange identities and try it as you?"

Chen Ping'an was silent and turned to look at Yu Shiwu with a smile.

Yu Shiwu was shocked.

Could it be?

"I, Yu Shiwu" is Chen Pingan, and the "Chen Pingan" in front of me is the real self?

Chen Pingan patted Yu Shiwu on the shoulder and couldn't help but laugh: "Don't be nervous, I don't have Mr. Zheng's ability yet."

Yu Shiwu was a little anxious for no reason. He wanted to settle down as soon as he came, but what he saw and heard along the way was bizarre and unimaginable. It could not be described by the phrase "the new world's ears and eyes", not to mention that he was always dragging his hands and feet.

Not touching the ground always makes Yu Shiwu feel uneasy. Chen Pingan smiled and comforted, "Don't worry, I won't stay here for long. I will take you to see a few more places. Then you decide whether you want to join forces with me."

Do something different. As long as you nod, I will withdraw from here... Hearing this, Yu Shiwu asked, "What if I still refuse to nod?" Chen Pingan replied with a smile, "I didn't mean

I'm in a hurry and can't eat hot tofu. This sentence works for you, and it certainly works for me." Yu Shiwu looked helpless. This guy made it clear that he was going to waste time with himself. Let's see who can survive who? After that, Yu Shiwu looked helpless.

Shiwu saw a painting in which a young scholar who was on a study tour and who lived in the temple stayed up late at night reading. He was so tired that he fell asleep at his desk. His thoughts were like a cirrus cloud, rising like a cigarette three feet above his head.

Rising, the content of the dream appeared in the clouds like a picture scroll. The man was dreaming of a beautiful cardamom girl, holding a castanet and singing. Strange flowers and plants were growing on the rocks beside the house. A donkey was drinking from a trough below, and there was a tree next to it.

There is a towering tree, with a crescent moon hanging in the sky from the treetop. Within the moon is a Guanghan Palace as small as a mustard seed. In the spotless palace in the sky, there is also a cool female fairy, who is dressing up in the mirror.

The face of the fairy still has the image of a scroll on the wall of the room, which is exactly the picture of a scholar sleeping at his desk, just like the cycle of three calamities in a chess game.

Chen Pingan explained to Yu Shiwu: "The chess masters here only need to compare the thousands of chess records to make moves. They can follow the steps step by step, just like copying the text from the book. Players with different chess abilities will be equipped with different levels of chess equipment.

Chess records, if you don't play the game yourself, are enough to keep you watching for several years without any flaws. As for the common roadside chess gambling stalls in the market, they are all chess remnants, and they all have seemingly tricky formulas.

It would be even easier. Of course, in the final analysis, these methods are just following the path of the predecessors, taking shortcuts, and taking advantage of shortcuts. It is not to say that they are arrogant."

Yu Shiwu frowned and asked: "What if I didn't know beforehand that I had entered the illusion, but I had doubts in my heart, and I am a master of chess?"

Chen Pingan said: "Then you will not enter this world. For example, you may enter a place where Go has not yet appeared. When you are there, if you are leisurely and elegant, you can become the originator of this way. This

This joy may dispel some of your doubts?"

Yu Shiwu shook his head, "Shoumin mistakenly planted it, one word difference, and there are many ambiguities."

Chen Ping'an laughed and said: "When copying tablets and inscriptions, should I learn from the brush or the blade?"

Yu Shiwu changed the subject, "Limited by the background of your true body, so the... quality of these illusion worlds are not high? The deer-riding immortal and the female narcissus appeared before. Are your spells the ultimate? Together with me in

Within, plus the old owners of the Immortal Mansion ruins, all the truth is added together, and the 'one' obtained is destined to be no higher than the total amount of spiritual energy stored in your current realm? Then can I understand it this way, we people

', the collection of mountains, rivers and all things is approximately equal to you?"

Chen Pingan smiled and said: "Yes or no."

Yu Shiwu seemed to have caught some inspiration and asked himself: "Thousands of arrangements, in general terms, are just equivalent to an inferior blessed land made by you, right?"

Chen Ping'an said: "We'll see."

Markets, rivers and lakes, temples, and finally the ethereal mountains. Just like a construction craftsman practicing, from easy to difficult, step by step.

But if the skill stops here, then it will be nothing more than a white paper blessed land. In the eyes of the monks at the top of the mountain, it is naturally difficult to say the word "good fortune".

So Yu Shiwu soon saw a towering mountain top that looked like the beginning of the dragon vein in the world. There was an old man with bare chest and breasts. His face was obscured by the smoke. All he could see was that he had a big belly and snored like thunder. Every time he exhaled,

The colorful heavenly materials and earthly treasures spit out from his mouth, drawing radiant trails and scattering all over the world.

Yu Shiwu was stunned and sighed: "If it's not an illusion, it's at least the size of a medium-sized blessed land? Where did you get such a large amount of spiritual energy reserves?"

Chen Ping'an said: "To be honest, I am a poor person and my family is not poor."

After all, I gained a lot from my trip to the outer world with the Li Sheng.

Yu Shiwu suddenly said, "If you, I mean if, you collected all the fragments of the golden body in the world, wouldn't you?"

Having said this, Yu Shiwu shook his head. It was too whimsical. Once it was done, wouldn't Chen Ping'an be able to rebuild a heaven that existed ten thousand years ago?

Never thought about it, Chen Ping'an said: "I have thought about it, only that I have thought about it. Not only is this matter too difficult, it is almost destined to be a fantasy, but I am also worried that this move will fall into a situation similar to the cycle of three tribulations.

I eliminated this thought that I shouldn’t have long ago.”

Yu Shiwu held his head with both hands.

Chen Pingan said: "For those who never doubt whether the world is real, does the world they live in must be real? For people who insist on questioning whether the world is real, does the world they live in must be fake?"

"As for the truth or falsehood of 'I', the people I want to know the most are the two people I know."

"Lu Chen, Zheng Juzhong."

"There are two people who are most qualified to give the answer."

"Buddha and Taoist Patriarch."

When Yu Shiwu heard this, he asked cautiously: "What about the Holy Master?"

Chen Ping'an thought for a moment and replied: "The Holy Master doesn't seem to care much about this."

Yu Shiwu was silent for a long time, and finally opened his heart for the first time, "I actually knew my final fate a long time ago."

Thousands of years ago, there was a massacre.

Yu Shiwu carries an overwhelming burden of cause and effect. Even for Yu Shiwu, who is a monastic genius, it is a kind of unspeakable hardship. For example, an ordinary master can prepare for a rainy day by buying an umbrella and waiting for the rainy day, but Yu Shiwu

Shiwu must have a way to prevent God from raining. How can he do it? So for so many years, Yu Shiwu has taken external affairs very lightly. Just like one of the series of illusions he saw in the inn on the left side of HD Road

The character, the widow of the proprietress of the wine shop, no longer cares whether tomorrow's fate is good or bad. When Yu Shiwu thinks of her, he will think of himself, and then of the cloth cover blowing in the wind outside the wine shop.

It seems that all of this is Chen Pingan's hint to himself? Is it a kind of... fortune telling?

Probably guessing what Yu Shiwu was thinking, Chen Ping'an said: "It's like you tell your own fortune, and then you just wait like this? Then do you know what the people in the market and ordinary people mean by asking someone to tell their fortune?

?The meaning is that if the fortune is calculated to be good, just move forward with peace of mind. If the fortune is not calculated to be good, you have to change the path of practice, change your mind, and get rid of certain habits. Therefore, practicing Taoism never stops in the mountains.

If the debt does not come back, how to turn a bad fate into a good one, how the debt collector burns the IOU, and how the debt repayer settles the debt is the practice of everyone."

After hearing this, Yu Shiwu's face turned sad.

Chen Ping'an said: "I still have to ask you a question: Should I repay the debts of my predecessor in this life? Do I need to be responsible for the next life in this life?"

The rest of the time I was at a loss.

Chen Ping'an smiled and said: "I still have one more question, let's forget it for now. It's not too late to ask again after you figure out the answer to the first question."

Yu Shiwu's head was as big as a bucket, and he waved his hands and said: "Don't ask, don't ask. Quickly change places."

It is not easy to cultivate Taoism and become an immortal. A place of Taoism with beautiful mountains and clear waters, as well as the immortal family mansion with a long history, pays attention to the right time, place and people.
To be continued...