Qiuqiu can't speak, and the matter of Xu Zhai has always been a secret that Xu asks a person, and no one can tell it.

Therefore, after Lian Tianqing came here, he truthfully told him all the things in the small talk, including Jing Cheng's existence, his inexplicable connection with Xu Zhai, and the strange changes that occurred before and after.

With the passage of time, Xu Wen's control over Xu's house has grown, and he also has some special feelings about the various situations in the house.

He still didn't know who Jing Cheng was and why he was in Xu's house, but he could feel his presence and vaguely feel the connection between him and Xu Wen.

Jing Cheng and Xu Zhai...... It seems to be one, and the breath of the two is linked to each other, almost connected together.

If it weren't for the fact that he really had physical access to it, Xu Wen would think that Jing Cheng was the spirit of this house or something. But even now, he wasn't sure he was really a real person.

He told Lian Tianqing about all these situations, and Lian Tianqing was very impressed by this, and now he looked at the other party and called his name very accurately.

Jing Cheng raised his eyebrows, took a step to the side, looked away from Lian Tianqing, and looked at Xu Wen.

Xu Wen was unconscious, the whole person was completely immersed in his work, and no one would doubt that he was in excellent condition today, and his realm had a significant leap from before.

However, if he turned his head and saw it, he would find that he hadn't seen him for a while, although Jing Cheng had not recovered to his earliest state, he had not continued to age, and he was still much younger and more energetic than the last time they met.

The most important thing is that he and Lian Tianqing are close and far away, and they are not too far away, and in comparison, the two actually have some subtle similarities, and at first glance they look like two brothers.

"I heard you've been missing for a long time. Lian Tianqing looked at the person in front of him quietly, and it was rare to mention the topic first.

"Half-dead, going to die at any time, but for the time being, it seems to be alive. Jing Cheng said it crisply, as if life and death were nothing to him.

"Where did you go when you disappeared?" asked Lian Tianqing again.

"What do you think your world is?" Jing Cheng did not answer directly, but came with a rhetorical question.

He didn't answer the question, but even Tianqing stared at him closely, feeling something from his words.

"What is it?" he asked.

"Didn't you have any doubts about this before you came here?" Jing Cheng still didn't answer directly, but asked again.

Lian Tianqing slowly narrowed her eyes, looked away, and looked in the same direction as Jing Cheng.

Xu Wen changed from a round knife to a flat chisel, and was carving round.

Round carving is the technique of carving materials into three-dimensional sculptures, Xu Wen's work is very comprehensive, round carving is just one of them, the scale is relatively small, and the layout is mainly in the corners. He carved so meticulously and quickly that a flat chisel was almost played with flowers, the tip of the blade and even the handle, every part could be used to make it.

His speed was not slow, he was already confident, and even Tianqing's gaze could see that there was a faint air flow between his fingers, lingering around him, intersecting and entangled with the heaven and earth around him, and the people beyond.

This "qi" is directed towards the tools and materials in front of him, but invisibly, he can influence more things, which is obviously the characteristic of the second realm of heavenly craftsmanship.

But even Tianqing didn't need to look at the other people around him to know that they might have some slight senses, but they couldn't actually see this qi.

Is it because these people are not strong enough, or is it because of something else?

For example, is the world in which he lives, or even himself, real?

"Yes, indeed. Lian Tianqing replied.

Jing Cheng didn't move, but Lian Tianqing knew he was listening.

"When I was younger, I used to think about this a lot. Is this world real? I know it because I can feel it. But are my feelings real? What if all this is something I imagined? and even more, if even I am not real?" Lian Tianqing said slowly.

He spoke fluently, and it was clear that these were indeed questions he had thought about countless times.

But that doesn't mean anything.

What young man hasn't thought about it? Especially a genius craftsman like him, who has reached a very high level at a very young age, is basically already an artist.

Can an artist's blind imagination be called a blind imagination?

"Then one day, I suddenly realized. The world may not be real, and I may not be real, but those beauties must be true. That pavilion, a stone lamp, an inscription, a wooden window. These must be true, and what is hidden in them is all beauty, not for me. ”

Speaking of this, Lian Tianqing's voice became firm, almost categorical.

"Then why are you still confused?" Jing Cheng asked.

Lian Tianqing was stunned, turned his head to look at him suddenly, and then didn't move for a long time.

There is a question that Xu asked and even Tianqing thought about.

The literal meaning seems to be very clear, but what exactly does it mean?

Does this mean that if you become a heavenly worker, you can have no doubts, or can you become a heavenly worker only if you have no doubts?

But no matter which side it is, how can people not be confused? Even in today's world, which has unimaginable technological means and can explore more things than before, there is still a lot that cannot be understood—even more than before.

Can people really have no doubts? If there are no doubts, are they still human? What is the difference between them and immortals?

But no one will think that becoming a heavenly craftsman is a god, in the final analysis, it is just a stronger and higher-level craftsman.

So what exactly does Heavenly Craftsmanship refer to?

None, what is the confusion?

Now that the two of them were talking about this topic, Jing Cheng suddenly asked, and even between the azure lightning and flint, it seemed that a thunderbolt had struck his mind, making countless things that were previously chaotic and clear and distinct.

In that world, which Xu Wen called the class gate, he had seen a lot, thought a lot, experienced a lot, some things had long been relieved, and some things could not be let go of to this day.

When he came to this world, he encountered great upheaval and saw more things—more than Xu Wen knew.

In this world, he didn't seem to be bound by anything, he could cross thousands of miles in an instant, and he had even traveled to the other side of the ocean, where he had only heard of in another world. He had also sat in the corner of the library without anyone knowing, flipping through the shelves one by one.

Having seen two worlds deeply, he remembered the problem of his youth.

Is the world I was born into real?

Is I real?

At this time, Jing Cheng's question made all his thoughts come together, his hand lightly pressed on a stone lamp next to him, and his fingers blurred for a while, shaking as if the holographic projection signal was not good.

There was a stream next to the lamp, and the stone lamp was damp and mossy on it. However, even Tianqing's hand fell on it, always clean, without any green mud.

But he didn't pay attention to these, but looked at Xu Wen very intently.

He could still see the qi between Xu Wen's palms, which affected the people around him and the other side of the world, but more of it was still absorbed into the wood in his hand.

This gives the square inch of blood beech a brilliance that cannot be ignored, unlike others, it is definitely not for me.

Lian Tianqing looked at it for a long time, and after a long time, he laughed with relief.

At the same time, Xu Wen in the house was suddenly startled and stopped moving.

An indescribable sound suddenly passed through his ears, and in an instant, he realized what it was!