Ugly Yansheng didn't know what happened in the Lanting Chronicle.

Since that day, he has not been on the street again, and three days later, the owner of the house appeared, urging the house debt, and the ugly Yansheng had no money to pay, and sure enough, he was swept out of the house by the fat owner.

He seemed to have expected this result, and left silently with his few calligraphy and paintings in his arms, and came to the street.

The pedestrians around him are like weaving, bustling, all of them are brocade clothes and embroidered shirts, and he is full of spirit, but he is lonely, smelling of wine, and pedestrians on the road are afraid to avoid it.

Suddenly, I don't know which naughty child threw out a few stones, Ugly Yansheng didn't eat for a few days, his expression was in a trance, he stepped on it with one foot, and suddenly fell into a dog eating.

The calligraphy and paintings he was holding in his hand also fell out in an instant, spilling all over the ground.

On the corner of the street, there was an old beggar in rags, who was holding a clay basin, leaning under the eaves, basking in the sun leisurely, when he suddenly saw someone fall in front of him, and he couldn't help but pull his long hair and open his eyes in surprise.

Seeing Ugly Yansheng, he couldn't help but "sneer" and smile: "Another poor scholar, it is estimated that his career is not smooth, he is disheartened, bah ......"

Secretly spitting, he was about to say bad luck, his eyes suddenly fell in front of Ugly Yansheng, on the scattered calligraphy and paintings, but his eyes couldn't help but condense slightly.

"Yo, it's an elegant person, not like an ordinary sour and rotten bookbag, I can't say, you, a scholar, are going to be saved by my old beggar today. ”

After that, regardless of whether Chou Yansheng agreed or not, he threw down the broken bowl, and immediately stepped forward, stretched out his hands, and easily carried Chou Yansheng.

He threw them on his back, leaned down and picked up his paintings, put them in a stack, put them under his armpits, grabbed the broken bowl he had thrown down with his other hand, and led him straight to a ruined temple in the south of the city.

......

In the south of Xiangcheng City, there is a long-abandoned immortal temple.

I don't know how many years this temple has existed, it has fallen into disrepair for a long time, and no one has worshiped it for a long time.

Normally, this is the old beggar's home, but today, he brought the desperate ugly Yansheng with him, and threw it at the grass on the ground, opened his paintings, and looked at them with amazement.

"Tsk, the penmanship is really good, there is a backbone, there is a bearing, and there is a rhythmic ......"

I don't know if he really knows how to paint, or if he is looking at it randomly, anyway, it didn't take long for the dozen or so pictures that Chou Yansheng had worked so hard to paint were all his dirty palm prints.

Not to mention that these paintings were not worth much in the first place, even if they were, it is estimated that they have become waste products after he has done this, and they are not worth a single copper.

However, the old beggar seemed to know nothing, and he still watched it with relish, and his mouth kept making sounds of admiration, and the snow-white and clean pictures all became the five palms of Momei in the blink of an eye.

Usually when the painter sees this scene, he is afraid that he will go crazy in an instant, but Chou Yansheng watched him carry himself and saw him destroy his paintings, but he didn't say a word, and the whole person was sad and joyless.

On the contrary, the old beggar seemed to be a little embarrassed to see this scene, he stretched out his hand and wiped it on a few more snow-white paintings, and after a few more 'Momei Five Palms', he smiled and said to the ugly painter: "Young man, I can't think about anything so much, I see that you are in a trance, don't you want to live?"

"What's the matter with you?"

The ugly painter looked at him coldly.

"Yo, my temper is not small. ”

The old beggar laughed: "You fell down on the street, but I rescued you back, it's okay not to be grateful, why are you so rejecting people thousands of miles away?

"You, can you help me?"

The ugly painter pointed to his nose and then to the old beggar, and suddenly, as if he had heard some extremely funny joke, he burst out laughing.

Smiling and smiling, he suddenly said, "I want a palace made of gold, a jasper-carved gum, a thousand beauties with different characteristics, and an endless supply of delicacies, do you have them?"

"Yes!"

No one expected that after he said this, the old beggar suddenly laughed slightly, and as he smiled, the ground around him suddenly changed, spreading all the way from the soles of his feet, and the muddy sand suddenly became golden inch by inch, and then turned into gold bricks.

The surroundings became brilliant and dazzling, and in the blink of an eye, the entire ruined temple turned out to be a palace made of gold.

Immediately, the old beggar stretched out his hand and pointed at the ugly painter, and the pile of hay sitting on his body suddenly became as cool as jade in an instant, and the ugly painter only felt that his body moved, and the whole person rose several feet for no reason.

Looking down again, there was no hay under the seat, but it was a whole couch carved from flawless jade.

At the moment of doubt, suddenly, beside him, there was a sudden sway in the air, and several beauties turned into smoke, slowly condensing, increasing in number, from one to ten, from ten to hundred, from one to thousand, and then one by one, they gathered around him, or danced, or offered wine, or played the piano.

And on the ground in front of him, in an instant, there are thousands of more columns, each of which is the same different food, dragon liver and phoenix pith, elixir and jade liquid, wine and delicacies, everything, exuding an attractive aroma.

"This ......"

The ugly painter finally froze.

The front is resplendent and splendid, singing and dancing everywhere, the beauty and jade in the arms, and the feast in front is endless.

This kind of life is like a life that can only be possessed by immortals in the sky, but all this, in the blink of an eye, is so unreasonable.

"You ......"

He looked at the old beggar and suddenly noticed that the old beggar had also changed.

The other party was still wearing the same outfit, but for some reason, all of a sudden, his waist straightened, and he stood there, like some magical person, his whole body was shining, and his ragged clothes couldn't stop his edge.

I saw that he stopped at Yue Zhi, and his bearing was self-sufficient, and he did not look like an old beggar, but seemed to be a peerless immortal with rivers and lakes in his chest.

"You are an extraordinary person, why can't you find it?"

The old beggar looked at Ugly Yansheng and suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at his eyebrows.

With his finger, from his fingertips, suddenly there seemed to be a little cyan sharply, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a colorful bird, with a bronze scroll in its mouth, and it drilled into the center of the ugly Yansheng's eyebrows, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Ugly Yansheng only felt a chill in his eyebrows, the big bird and the bronze ancient book were gone, he was wondering to himself, suddenly, the scene in front of him collapsed, the golden palace was gone, the jasper gums were gone, the groups of beautiful women were gone, and the wine and delicacies also disappeared one after another.

The broken temple is still the broken temple, the hay is still the pile of hay, the beautiful woman who is like a cloud is suddenly gone, the rich food is just mud and sand, and the old beggar is no longer visible.

Is it all a dream?

Ugly Yansheng raised his head, and at this moment, outside the broken temple, a strange tune sung by the old beggar sounded:

"The sky is empty, the earth is empty, and life is in it. The sun is empty, the moon is empty, who moves when the east rises and the west sinks?"

"The gold is also empty, the silver is also empty, how can he shake hands after death? The wife is also empty, the son is also empty, and there is no meeting on the Huangquan Road. ”

"The right is empty, the name is empty, and in the blink of an eye, the wilderness is a letter. The fields are empty, the houses are empty, how many owners have changed?"

"Love is empty, hate is empty, and life is strange. Joy is empty, sorrow is empty, it's nothing more than a dream. ”

"Fate is empty, sin is empty, and there is no trace of the past life and the next life. The poems are also empty, the songs are also empty, and they fall with the wind to the west and east. ”

"Handsome and empty, ugly and empty, in an instant, it is a pulsatilla. Spring is also empty, autumn is also empty, and the prosperity is winter. ”

"The river is empty, the sea is empty, the love is empty, the righteousness is empty, the success is empty, the defeat is empty, the truth is empty, the false is empty, the food is empty, the sex is also empty, the relatives are also empty, the relatives are also empty, the bitterness is empty, the happiness is empty, the body is empty, the intention is also empty, the fight is empty, let is also empty, the non is also empty, the yes is also empty, the blessing is also empty, the disaster is empty, the grace is empty, the grievance is empty, the good is empty, the evil is empty, the good is empty, the evil is empty, the awakening is empty, the dream is empty, the life is empty, the death is empty......"

"Towards the west, twilight to the east, life is like picking flowers and bees. After harvesting a hundred flowers into honey, it will be hard work in the end. ”

"When I heard the three warp drums at night, I turned around and saw the five watch lights. When you taste all the flavors of the world, it is like Nanke in a dream. ”

The voice was faint and dispersed for a long time, and Ugly Yansheng listened to this strange tune, and suddenly, the whole person was stunned, and a blue light flickered in the center of his eyebrows.

"The sky is empty, the earth is empty, the wife is empty, the son is empty, love is empty, hatred is empty, fate is empty, and sin is empty?"

"Life is a big dream, it's time, the dream wakes up!"

He turned around and walked out of the ruined temple, the paintings painted on the ground in the past few years, once upon a time they were regarded as treasures, but now they seemed to see dust, and they didn't look at it at all, and they walked farther and farther away in the blink of an eye.

In the center of his eyebrows, the bronze scroll suddenly turned into countless words, trickling through the tip of his heart.

The four characters of "Nine Abyss Heavenly Book" are shining.

He walked all the way, realized all the way, saw the mountains and rivers, the sun and the moon, watched the stars rise and fall, watched the rivers and seas flow, and experienced the warmth and coldness of people.

If so, nineteen years in the blink of an eye.

This year, he came to a magical place, and instantly felt something, so in this place named by the locals as 'Dragon Field', the rock was drilled into a hole, and the food and drink were dewed.

"Thousands of eons ago, there were saints who came out of the world, and the same mind and this reason, and after thousands of years, there were saints who came out of the world, and the same mind and this reason. ”

"People are of the same mind, and their hearts are of the same mind. Past and present, no exception. ”

"The four directions are called the universe, and the ancient and modern times are called the universe, and all things in the world and heaven and earth are in infinity. So the universe is my mind, and my heart is the universe. ”

"There is no name in the way, and there is nothing outside the heart!"

"Boom!"

It was as if the spring thunder rolled across the earth, and in the eternal night, a little light slowly bloomed, and an abundant and endless life energy suddenly emanated from the body of Ugly Yansheng.

This energy does not move with things, does not change with the environment, does not flow with the world, and is only connected with heaven and earth.

His eyes swept across the endless void, as if he had seen all over the galaxy and the earth, and that night, the stars were darkened, and he was the only one who could see.

He is not an ugly Yansheng.

He is Yan Wangu.

PS: Sixth update.