Greed, hatred, infatuation, resentment, love, madness, insidiousness, cunning, frivolity...... These will show corresponding colors in Chen Gong's eyes, and he has to climb high and look far away whenever he goes, and what appears in his eyes is a colorful world.

Colorful colors are like torrents, circling and rolling.

And in his mind, faint traces slowly appeared outside the divine domain, and those traces constituted a picture, like a faint landscape painting, as if there was an invisible pen outlining this world in his heart.

Chen Gong walked on the Void Immortal Continent, shuttling through the major divine domains, no one could identify him from the vast sea of people, but one person found him.

The person looking for him was not Bai Yue, not Sword Spirit, not Zhong Shanxue, not those people who Chen Gong thought would look for him, but someone who had blocked Chen Gong from Muxiu Prefecture to Jinyang Prefecture a hundred years ago.

The sound of the piano is ethereal, overflowing from nothingness, and the slightest trace enters the soul, like a pool of clear water in the red dust of the six desires, so that Chen Gong can't help but finish listening to this song, and then he looks up at the Juxian Building opposite, only to see that there is already a person sitting there at some point, caressing a stone qin.

He was wearing a gray robe, and the gray robe was rarely worn by people on the Void Immortal Continent, because this kind of robe was always easy to ignore, and the color was too inconspicuous to be noble. But such a robe on Hengluo's body has its own breath of pure charm, and there is no one in the world who can compare with the elegant charm that exudes from the inside out.

There are many people drinking tea or drinking there in the Juxian Building, and Heng Luo is sitting there on the street, facing Chen Gong on the side, and next to him are two women, one wearing a plain yellow Luo skirt, the other is a light red dress, they look exactly the same, with the same hairstyle, and they all exude the same youthful atmosphere. With just one glance, Chen Gong could already see that they were the demon form of a flower with even branches.

If it weren't for Chen Gong's ability to see a kind of character color that they exuded from the inside out, I was afraid that he would not be able to distinguish the difference between the two of them. And Heng Luo is shrouded in a layer of gray from the inside out, just like the gray of his robe, that is a kind of breath, in the eyes of mortals, Heng Luo is an ordinary person, and in the eyes of Chen Gong and others, he is the kind of eye-catching and elegant person, just like his piano sound, no one in the world can play such a piano sound.

Chen Gong looked at the people walking on the street again, and saw that they were still in such a hurry, either leisurely and complacent, or with a sad look on their faces.

The moment Chen Gong's gaze moved away from Heng Luo's face, Heng Luo spoke: "I didn't expect you to know how to calculate divination. ”

He said this as if he were meeting an old friend, and he spoke very naturally, not at all like someone he hadn't seen for a long time, nor like he was talking to someone on the street downstairs, but like he was talking to someone sitting across from him. As soon as he opened his mouth, the two women standing behind him immediately looked around, obviously they didn't know what Heng Luo was doing here.

"It's nothing. Chen Gong also replied in the same way, he sat on the hexagram stall, and a flag cloth with a big black background next to him read: Count the past, measure the future. It's a very simple six words, the words are ordinary, there is nothing special compared to some other fortune tellers, the only special thing is that there is an incense burner in the corner of his table, no matter who comes, if you want to hear something from his mouth, you must put a pillar of incense.

As soon as he spoke, the women standing on the left and right sides of Hengluo immediately looked at Chen Gong, and they were quite surprised in their hearts, because the master had never spoken to anyone in such a tone at all, to be exact, their master Hengluo rarely spoke at all, except for watching the sun, moon and stars all day long, climbing the mountains to see the flowing water, or walking aimlessly on the Void Immortal Continent, he would not say a word for several months.

Today Heng Luo walked here and suddenly stopped, and then came to the third floor of this place called Juxian Building, sat on a table facing the street and stroked the stone qin, they just thought it was normal, because Heng Luo was often like this, but as soon as he spoke, they were surprised, and they couldn't help but secretly think that there was anyone in this world who could make their master speak like this.

"Finding the past from nothingness, deducing the future from the trajectory of the past, you can't do this unless you have a sincere and quiet heart, although the art is small, but the Tao is not a small way. Heng Luo was still plucking the stone strings of the stone qin, and he didn't see the stone strings vibrating, but he saw that his hands were different in weight, and the sound of the qin was different in different places. At this time, the sound of the piano is like the tinkling of spring water, occasionally making one or two sounds, but it makes people feel calm.

The people in the building didn't notice the difference in Hengluo.

Chen Gong didn't argue with him about this, things in this world are difficult to explain clearly, everything is one and two, it is difficult to say right and wrong, in the eyes of different people, the same thing has differences.

"After meeting several times, your piano sound is full of murderous atmosphere, and when you listen to it today, there is only lingering and nostalgia, are there anything you can't make up your mind?" asked Chen Gong.

At this time, there was a middle-aged man who was a little blessed and wandered in front of Chen Gong for a while, and after looking at Chen Gong a few times, he still sat down in front of Chen Gong, and he opened his mouth and said directly to the point: "I heard that the Taoist Master is not sure about the past things, there must be true mana." ”

Chen Gong looked at him and smiled, neither affirming nor denying, let alone answering.

Hengluo didn't seem to see someone sitting in front of Chen Gong, just stared at the piano, stroked it gently, and occasionally scraped it with his fingers on the strings, and a pleasant sound came out. He said: "Seventy years ago, although the people in the Lingxiao Treasure Hall were the same as their Dao hearts, they were still as sharp as swords, and they would disappear again after seventy years, but they could penetrate into all things like water. ”

Chen Gong did not rush to answer Hengluo's words, but looked at the slightly blessed middle-aged man in front of him with encouraging eyes, and it could be known from his dress that his family background must be good. I only heard him say: "Since the Taoist chief is really powerful, I want to invite the Taoist chief to stay in the cold house for a few days." ”

Chen Gong didn't speak, just smiled and pointed to the incense burner on the left side of the table, the incense burner was just an ordinary clay burner, the color was like mud, nothing special, but there were many incense sticks in the furnace that had been burned out.

Heng Luo's subordinate Shi Qin still made the sound of the piano from time to time, and the sound of the piano seemed to overflow from the void, and he didn't look angry at all when Chen Gong didn't answer his words for a while, but responded to a secular businessman at the table. However, the two women behind him were very unhappy, one of the women in the pale red dress was staring at Chen Gong with apricot eyes, her eyes were full of murder, and the other was frowning slightly.

Although they were very angry, they didn't make a random noise, the person who can make their master speak is in their hearts, and they must also be the top existence in the Void Immortal Realm, but they don't feel afraid, in their eyes, their master may not be the most powerful, but he is nobler than any person, this is a kind of detachment from the heart, they have been by Hengluo's side for a long time, and they are also infected by this breath.

The man at Chen Gong's table immediately got up and headed for a shop not far away that specialized in selling all kinds of incense paper.

Chen Gong watched him leave and entered the store, and then said, "You can also try to sleep." ”

The sound of the piano is very consistent with his voice, and the words seem to be dyed with a trace of noble ethereal, like a white cloud above the nine heavens. Chen Gong just paused and continued: "After sleeping for seventy years and waking up to the changes in the world, this feeling is nothing more ordinary, only those who really face it will feel it, invade the liver and intestines, and linger. ”

The sound of the piano naturally changed between his words, from the previous ethereal and noble to tactful, revealing a kind of nostalgia and confusion that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, as if responding to Chen Gong's words, and like his own heart.

"Only those who have concerns in their hearts will care about that, if you are just a cloud, why should you care which sky is where you stay?" Heng Luo said.

"After all, we are thinking beings, not unconscious clouds, you and I will remember our past, and we will think about our future. There is confusion in your voice, are you worried about the future, or are you unsure of what you want to do?"

After hearing Chen Gong's words, the two women standing next to Hengluo had greatly changed their perception of Chen Gong, and they believed that he was originally their master's bosom friend, but now they heard him say that there was confusion in the master's piano sound, and they couldn't help but be angry in their hearts, feeling that he was blaspheming the master's piano sound.

The woman in the pale red dress muttered in a low voice, "Pretend to be profound!"

Although her voice was light, although the mortals in the Juxian Building couldn't hear it, Chen Gong and Heng Luo could hear it, even if she said it softer, she could hear it, but Chen Gong didn't pay attention to it, Heng Luo said: "There are indeed some things that are uncertain, it seems that I have to go to sleep once, sleep can make everything settle down." ”

The two women next to him looked at Heng Luo in surprise, not believing that this was what their master said, but Heng Luo did not look back at them, still gently plucking the stone strings.

At this time, the chubby middle-aged man had already bought a pillar of incense and came back, he bought the best in the store, lit it in front of Chen Gong, and bowed respectfully three times before inserting it into the incense burner.

Chen Gong closed his eyes the moment he lit the incense, as if he was quietly listening to the sound from heaven and earth, and as if he was feeling the trajectory of the incense rising between the void yin and yang.

"I'm afraid you'll never wake up after you sleep. Chen Gong closed his eyes, but suddenly spoke.

Naturally, the people in front of him could not hear him. After Chen Gong finished speaking, he suddenly stood up, picked up the flag next to him, and pointed to the incense burner, the middle-aged man who was slightly blessed immediately picked it up, Chen Gong walked away, but the middle-aged man behind caught up and asked: "Doesn't the Taoist chief ask what is going on?"

Chen Gong walked forward leisurely, and said without looking back: "I already know what you want in your heart." ”

The chubby middle-aged man was suspicious, but found that Chen Gong was heading in the direction of his house.

It's just that of course he can't hear the sound of the piano still lingering in Chen Gong's ears, as well as the words spoken by Hengluo and Chen Gong.