Hazy clouds and light rain were falling.

Three or two hills, seven or eight waters, and a few hazy mountains stood in the distance.

The old peasant sat at the edge of the mound with a hoe, and beside him a young man with white hair sat as well.

There was a field on this hill, and the old farmer had been busy for most of the day before he had time to sit down, while the young man next to him had been sitting for sixty years.

Sixty years ago, this gray-haired young man appeared here, his eyes dull and seemingly lost his mind.

Sixty years later, the white-haired young man is still here, but his eyes have regained their agility, as if the lost god had returned.

Of course, the old farmer is referring to sixty years in the real world.

Here, the appearance of young people is only six days.

The people who can appear in this world are either the dead or the detached, or the kind of people who have been trapped for a long time and are difficult to extricate themselves.

In the eyes of the old peasant, this person belongs to a third party, who has been trapped for a long time, and it is difficult to extricate himself from the turbid world, because of this emotion and state, or some kind of coincidence, so he appeared here, and he stayed for sixty years.

There is no need for a physical body here, but it can be said that both God and Spirit have become new physical bodies.

The physical body, the reference of this word, depends on which part of the world it is in, for example, in the Qingqing World that has just been destroyed but is newly born, the existence in it is all spirits, but they can come to the true world, and within the Qingqing world, the spirit bodies in the real world are in the green world, which is their physical body.

Ah, it's a little winding, but it doesn't matter, it's good to understand.

The old peasant's hoe was stained with clods of dirt and emitted a peculiar... That earthy scent.

Good mountains and rivers, good hills and good people, naturally there will be good soil.

There are a lot of things planted in the field, and in the part near the water, there are some rice grains scattered around, and one of them is particularly beautiful, crystal clear, like jade mountain glass.

The breeze blew and swayed, and so did the rice crops, and the ripples rose, and the shadows of fish seemed to appear in the water, and they were eager to attack those rice crops.

The old peasant's hoe fell, and the water became cloudy, so the fish ran away as if they had fled, and did not dare to come any closer to the place.

The white-haired young man watched the old farmer's movements, until the fish had left, and suddenly made a sound.

This is the first time in 60 years that he has taken the initiative to speak out, and in the past, it was the old farmer who spoke up before he would passively respond.

"What's that?"

The white-haired young man pointed to the jade he, the old farmer looked at him in surprise, and said: "This thing is Yushan He, it is a great treasure, those small fish also know that this is a good thing, once they eat it, even if they eat a little bit, it will immediately turn into a heavenly dragon and fly above the sky." ”

"Of course I can't give this thing to them to eat, this jade mountain grass is difficult to grow, it takes 800 days to mature, you know, 800 days here is equivalent to 8,000 years in the world." ”

The white-haired young man asked, "And how many years have I been here?"

The old farmer sighed: "You have recovered your true spirit? No wonder, no wonder you took the initiative to talk to me today." ”

The white-haired young man shook his head: "I still don't remember clearly, where is this?"

The old peasant raised his head, there was a sun in the sky here, but it was extremely blurry, obscured by clouds and fog, and here there was no night, only day, and endless light rose from the far east, gradually falling in the west, but in turn, it would rise from the west and set in the east.

Endless loops, a world without night.

Listening to the white-haired young man's inquiry, the old farmer said: "A long time ago, this was a place where no one could speak, but later, a person walked out from here, so everything in the world, many world-famous people knew what this place was. ”

The white-haired young man: "It's just a person who goes out, will it have such a big impact on the world?"

The old farmer stretched out a finger, and suddenly a colorful light converged, and the white-haired young man saw it, and a colorful butterfly appeared on his fingertip.

How splendid, how beautiful?

"A butterfly, flying from here, far away towards the sun, it is seven-colored, but there is no such gorgeous butterfly in the world, the seven-colored butterfly with the breath that does not belong to the world, and finally died in the world, which was naturally discovered by many people, thus deducing the existence here. ”

"When a legend becomes true, it will naturally make countless people flock to it, and you are the same, but if you leave here, will you remember this place?

The seven-colored butterfly flew up, and on the second mound in the distance, a nine-colored divine deer appeared.

The contrast between such a splendid life in such a simple landscape is a bit too huge.

"In the realm of Fuli, return to the heavens of Tibet, and on the Xuanyuan platform, the eternity is like smoke. ”

The white-haired young man looked at the nine-colored deer, who was also watching him from the distant landscape.

The old farmer spoke, never stopping.

"This is the realm of Fuli, and the people who walked out of here at the beginning are called Guizang. ”

"He was not willing to stay here, claiming to have found his true self, but in our eyes, he had lost himself, so he came out of the realm of Fuli with the Dharma that should not have appeared. ”

"Do you know that Taishang Eighty-One? Guizang used to be one of the Eighty-One. ”

The white-haired young man nodded: "I know, because I am too." ”

The old farmer was a little surprised: "You too, ha, sixty years in the real world, six days here, I really didn't expect that you actually have the same origin as Guizang." ”

"Ah, I see, no wonder you came here, this is an opportunity, but you are not a descendant of Gui Tibet, so there are some things that I can say to you without concealment. ”

"Guizang is the oldest 'Taiyuan', I don't know what you are, but Guizang is your predecessor. ”

"Dragon Master Fire Emperor, Bird Official Emperor. The Dragon Master opened up the calamity, he was immeasurable, under the name of Long Han; the Fire Emperor shattered the darkness, he was fire and light, and he was called Lianshan; the bird official walked out of the floating Li and turned the unspeakable into something to speak, he was the one who returned to Tibet; the last human emperor was the only person in the afterlife, and he was also the one who ended everything, stepping into the realm of nothingness, leaving behind the unknowable, and betraying the people who should not have appeared in the world. ”

"In the land of nothing, there are people who make an exchange, and they get different things. ”

The white-haired young man looked around and suddenly asked.

"Is this also a piece of land out of nowhere?"

The old farmer looked at him: "Sort of, but in another sense, it can also be not." ”

The white-haired young man was puzzled: "Why? Yes is yes, no, no, how can it be said that it is not?"

The old peasant looked at him: "Let me ask you, what is the land of nothing?"

The white-haired young man shook his head: "I don't know." ”

The old farmer smiled: "That's right, no one knows the place, no one witnesses the things, and if you say it, you won't be trusted by others, even if you walk out of it, you can't explain what you have seen and heard in it, how much is this kind of place similar to Fuli Realm?"

"The Fuli Realm has been known, and Guizang left here, and from that moment on, this unspeakable place has been 'speakable'. ”