"Yes, Brother Tiangang hasn't seen him for a thousand years. Yao Guangxiao or Li Chunfeng looked at Bu Fan with a friendly face, and his eyes were soft.

"In the past, if it wasn't for Brother Tiangang who gave me the White Snake Inner Dan, I would probably have to transfer to the underworld path today, how can I continue to be a human being and walk in the sun. ”

Looking at Li Chunfeng in front of him, Bu Fan still felt a little strange, during the Tang Dynasty, he was the master Yuan Tiangang, and during the Ming Dynasty, he was Liu Bowen, who unified the country, but he still had ten years after him.

He is no longer the Liu Bowen of the past, nor is he the Yuan Tiangang of the previous year.

From the Tang Dynasty to the present, more than 1,000 years, plus more than 1,000 years in the 10th century, nearly 3,000 years, accounting for half of the 5,000-year history of Chinese civilization.

The stars change, and the vicissitudes of life are nothing more than that, let alone people.

Although he is still Yuan Tiangang and Liu Bowen, although his memory is awake and familiar, but standing in this long river of time, he looks at himself as if he is looking at a painting, and the painting is himself, but it is only one of the roles he plays.

He is not anyone, he is Bufan, the life of the twelfth world has gathered together, condensed into the current him, and he is already a completely different personality.

"I'm not Yuan Tiangang, you still call me Bu Fan! Yesterday was all the fireworks of the past, although the fireworks were beautiful, they eventually drifted away, and they reunited again, if it wasn't the sparks of the year, Chunfeng, can't you see through it?" Bu Fan felt that it was still necessary to explain to Li Chunfeng, he didn't want to swagger with the name of Yuan Tiangang or Liu Bowen.

"Forehead ......" Yao Guangxiao was stunned for a moment, his eyes were a little incredulous, he looked up and down at the next step, and only spoke in half a ring.

"Brother Tiangang, aren't you reincarnated in a few lifetimes of consciousness and haven't fully recovered? You are Yuan Tiangang!"

Bu Fan helped his forehead, feeling nerve-wracking, why didn't Li Chunfeng make sense?

"Chunfeng, have you seen the rain?" Bu Fan thought about it for a while, and decided to tell Li Chunfeng in another way, he was Bu Fan, not Yuan Tiangang, not Liu Bowen, he was just him.

"Rain, naturally, you've seen it, Brother Tiangang, are you joking?" Li Chunfeng didn't understand what Bu Fan wanted to express at all now, and he now felt that Bu Fan was talking nonsense as if he had burned his brain, and looked at him with pity in his eyes.

Bu Fan nodded, stood with his hands in his hands, and slowly walked around, sometimes looking at the top of the cave, as if there was really rain falling.

"Rain...... He was born in heaven and died on earth. This is its life, but when it gathers into a small river, it is another life, when it becomes a lake and a sea, it is a different life, and when you look at the rain, you never think that it will become a sea. ”

"When it's a sea, you don't think it's just a drop of rain. ”