The back is straight, and the lonely high school is free and easy, which is the bearing of the flowers blooming and falling in front of Ren Ting, watching the clouds roll outside the sky.

From the back, it looks like a middle-aged man.

"Who are you?"

Zhang Fan forced himself to support himself with his elbows, and asked in a hoarse voice.

This place is different from the gold and silver river, there is no immeasurable aura to absorb, and it is not so easy to recover from a serious injury.

As he asked, his mind was spinning all the time, all possibilities flashed, and when it came to the end, it seemed that there was only one of the most unlikely possibilities.

"Lu Yu?"

Zhang Fan frowned, and then shook his head, denying this speculation.

What kind of character is the old man of Great Compassion, how can he not tell the truth of whether the primordial god who is fused with the consciousness of the Purple Mansion underground is Lu Yu?

So, this ......

After Zhang Fan asked, the other party did not answer immediately, but continued to turn his back to him and wave his sleeves.

"Wow~"

It seemed that the Milky Way was pouring down, and the boundless aura poured out, and in an instant, it poured into Zhang Fan's body.

I didn't even move for a flick of my fingers, and my whole body was fully injured, which was a small loss of consciousness, mental fatigue, and mental exhaustion, all of which were replenished under an inexplicable force.

If anyone can see this scene at this moment, I am afraid that they will feel that time has turned back on Zhang Fan's body, and everything has been restored to before the First World War.

Zhang Fan knew that this was not a time rewind, but a ......

"Lu Yu?!"

Zhang Fan stood up suddenly, staring at the man's back, his brows furrowed into the word "Chuan".

At the moment when he made a move, the momentum that seemed to be pressed down by a mountain was something that Zhang Fan had just experienced not long ago.

Land True Immortal Body!

With a single physical body, he has the power to surpass a strong person like the Corpse Abandonment Daoist, and when he first saw it, Zhang Fan was shocked.

Just now on this back, he experienced a similar majesty.

"No, it's not. ”

After carefully distinguishing it, Zhang Fan denied the previous conclusion.

This power is certainly powerful, but it is fundamentally different, not as domineering as the land true immortal, as if heaven and earth are just stages, and all beings are just chess pieces, and he is a transcendent chess player, and everything has to be at his mercy.

This kind of inhuman domineering, always standing on a high place and looking down proudly, is different from the middle-aged man in front of him.

This person's majesty is as elegant as the wind, irresistible, and there is no kind of domineering that makes people can't help but surrender and be at the mercy of it.

At this time, the owner of the back finally turned around slowly and faced Zhang Fan.

Qingjun middle-aged man, chic like a game in the world, blowing the whole world like the wind, may never stop.

At first sight, from temperament to demeanor, he seemed to be telling something, which can bring people into a mysterious realm, and he can't wait to float away and step on every inch of land in the world.

Zhang Fan almost got rid of this artistic conception after a stirring spirit.

He knew in his heart that this was not any supernatural power, let alone conscious control, but the strength of the spirit itself, telling his dreams in all directions all the time.

It's a dream!

The moment he saw this person's face, Zhang Fan understood everything, understood his identity, understood his wishes, and his loss......

Everything is incredibly natural.

The appearance of this person is exactly the same as the physical body of the land true immortal seen outside, whether it is the distance between the eyebrows or the length of the person, it is the same face.

However, Zhang Fan knew in his heart that it was absolutely impossible for this to be the same person.

Just as he was about to speak, the middle-aged man who looked like a land true immortal smiled gently, as if he saw what he was thinking, and said with a smile: "Hello, my name is Lu Feng!"

“...... My name is Lu Feng...... Land Breeze ...... Land Breeze ......"

In the boundless emptiness, the word "land breeze" echoed thousands of times, as if to inform everyone in the world.

Zhang Fan smiled, seeing his expression, he swallowed back what he was going to say, and said with a smile: "Good name!"

It was clear that after introducing himself, Lu Feng's handsome face was full of anticipation, waiting for recognition, especially the recognition of the name, as if it had other meanings.

Combined with the previous judgment, Zhang Fan's mind turned, and he understood, so he said this.

"Do you think so?"

"I took it myself!"

A smile that was enough to fascinate women in the world appeared on Lu Feng's face, and in his eyes, between the smiles, they were all pure colors, like children who were not stained with the dust of the world, so clean that it made people feel distressed.

"I want to be like the wind, free to go to all the places in the world......

Blowing through every flower, you can smell the fragrance of the world;

Brush over every leaf, pick off the withered yellow, replace it with new green, when you can be born, old, sick and die, and the reincarnation of heaven;

Pass every stream, follow them straight into the sea, and you can see the most boundless vastness in the world;

Hold every cloud, lie on it, reach out and touch the stars, the moon, and hear the sound of heaven and earth;

......

Around everyone, take a turn, listen to their voices, and understand what it means to be happy, angry, sad, old, sick and die. ”

"You say, is this dream good for me?"

Lu Feng was still smiling innocently, with only a desire for recognition in his eyes, and nothing else.

"Good!"

Zhang Fan nodded, and sincerely spit out two words, wanting to say more, but couldn't, as if his heart was blocked by something.

"Good, you're good. ”

Lu Feng laughed for a long time, and in the laughter, there was loneliness, loneliness, and unwillingness...... There is joy, excitement, excitement......

After a long while, he sighed faintly and said, "I think you guessed who I am, right?"

Zhang Fan nodded with difficulty.

"I am just a shadow, a little thought, a messenger, a person who should not exist...... Stuff ......"

Lu Feng's voice fell, but he didn't stop, sentence by sentence, and kept talking.

"The purpose of my existence is to say three words......

"The first sentence: You are very good, qualified to pass on my mantle;

The second sentence: You haven't won yet, maybe I won;

The third sentence is that people are not as good as heaven!"

"That's my calling, isn't that funny?"

Lu Feng laughed himself, self-deprecating and sad, not changing his purity.

Zhang Fan really knew his existence.

Lu Feng is just a little consciousness, a little thought, a "life" that exists for those three sentences.

The meaning of the three sentences of Lu Yu, the true immortal of the land, Zhang Fan also understood it to some extent.

The first sentence is praise, and it is also the land true immortal who left a mantle in order to prevent failure, after all, the luck was cut off back then, and no one dared to be sure that the plan that lasted for tens of thousands of years or even more than 100,000 years could not make mistakes;

The second sentence is disobedience, it is faith, and it is the belief that there is a primordial god to return, regain the body, and resurrect the world;

The third sentence is either emotion, or understanding, or some ominous premonition, at the last moment, Lu Yu may have foreseen his failure, so he left such a sentence.

At this time, Zhang Fan has infinite admiration for Lu Yu, who can always leave a trace of vitality for himself in the realm of death after countless years of scheming, and has the sadness of Lu Feng's "three-sentence mission", especially compared to his dream, this sadness is more like substance, which can directly submerge people's hearts.

After being silent for a long time, Zhang Fan slowly raised his head, looking at Lu Feng, who was as chic as the wind, but even the mission of existence seemed extremely ridiculous, and said solemnly: "Lu Feng, you are no longer now." ”

has no head and no tail, which makes people not know what they mean, but when they hear it in their ears, a smile appears on Lu Feng's face, and he gets a happy smile like a confidant.

"I'm not the same person I used to be. ”

"Now I have a name, I have a dream, and I'm no longer the consciousness that only knows how to repeat three sentences. ”

Lu Feng spread his arms widely, as if he wanted to go against the wind and go straight to the nine heavens.

Zhang Fan thought about it, if he had come tens of thousands of years earlier, he might not have seen a pure smile that is not in this world, and some were just a phantom like a machine, tirelessly repeating those three sentences, which is the meaning of its existence.

Time is cruel, but sometimes, it can also be full of hope.

Just right in front of you!

"Do you want to know what Lu Yu left behind?"

Lu Feng blinked and asked with a smile.

"I don't know. ”

"Just look at it. ”

Lu Feng smiled gently, stretched out his hand to draw a circle, and suddenly saw the clouds, and in the fog, a blood-red room was reflected.

The room is not big or small, with a radius of ten zhang.

The walls were bright as blood, and every once in a while, they were gently vibrating, like ...... The beating of the heart.

"Ventricles!"

"The essence of the land true immortal's body!"

There, that's also Zhang Fan's purpose!

When I looked intently, several things came into view.

A bronze tripod, with the condensation that suppresses the luck of heaven and earth, stands quietly on the ground, as if grasping everything;

A white jade bottle, suspended in the air, through the translucent bottle, you can see a mass of milky white half-gas and half-liquid things, tumbling and boiling;

A dazzling red light seems to be an earthworm, and like a swimming dragon that has shrunk countless times, it hides the boundless tyranny in the wandering of the graceful swimming;

A cloud of gray gas, only the size of Chengren's fist, was suspended in the air so quietly, it felt as if his eyes were about to swallow it, it was obviously a light gas, giving people the impression, but it was like facing a mountain, with a different kind of heaviness.

Four things, that's all!

"Lu Feng, these are what Lu Yu left me?"

"Is this what is called a mantle?"

Zhang Fan asked puzzled.

Lu Feng blinked his eyes again as if intentionally or unintentionally, and smiled gently: "It's for you." ”

"You guys?"

Zhang Fan frowned slightly, understood, and nodded gratefully at Lu Feng.

"You'll be the first to enter, but you can only choose the same, and after you choose, everyone will come in, and the ...... later"

Speaking of this, Lu Feng stopped, his gaze seemed to wander a little, but for most of the time, he stayed on the small fist-sized cloud of gray gas.

Zhang Fan's gaze also condensed on it.

(To be continued)