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Mountains and rivers will always flow.

Thousands of years, vicissitudes of life...... The earth turns into the sea, the ocean turns into the land, and after infinite years, everything will change.

Xiang Banxian once said that when the carp went upstairs.

Even if he didn't cast a spell, even if there was no flood, many years later, there would be a scene of "when the carp went upstairs", but I don't know how many years later.

"Vicissitudes of ......"

Qingyuan read like this, looking at the ruins in the river, looking at the bones in the ruins, and was silent.

He had walked in Licheng, he had rubbed shoulders with these people, and he had even talked to these people.

Now, Licheng is in ruins, and those people are also bones.

With a long exhalation, Rao is Qingyuan is almost immortal, and he has experienced a lot, but he can't help but sigh.

He traveled along the Li River and came to the place where he had crossed the river.

He once met an old man who was chopping wood here.

Later, the old man also died when Jiaolong was making waves.

"How fragile human life is. ”

Qingyuan read a sentence leisurely, and suddenly looked upstream.

......

An old man dressed in a cloak and a hat came by boat from upstream.

It's a fishing boat, that's a fisherman.

The old man hummed softly and sprinkled the fishing net.

At this moment, there was a sound in the woods on the side, and another person came out, looking like a flower armor, dressed plainly, carrying a bundle of firewood on his back and holding a short axe.

"Old friend. ”

When the old woodcutter saw the fishing boat, he was overjoyed, shook his hand, and shouted, "I haven't seen it for a long time, and I really miss it." ”

The old fisherman was also happy, and drove the boat to the shore, and hurriedly said, "Come up and drink." ”

......

Kiyohara frowned slightly.

He followed the river, upstream, hidden, and watched from the sidelines.

The fisherman and the woodcutter are obviously old acquaintances, and they are not young, and their friendship seems to be good.

Qing Yuan glanced at it and was about to leave, but his heart was suddenly slightly touched, so he watched quietly.

......

"I saw you in the past ten days and a half months, and when I came here to collect firewood, I never saw Brother Zhang sailing a boat, and I was very worried in my heart. ”

The woodcutter breathed a sigh of relief, and the worries between his eyebrows dissipated, and said, "I still thought that in two more days, I will go to your house to see what is going on, but fortunately, today I met my brother and went to this worry." ”

The old fisherman sighed and said: "I am old, and I will inevitably be riddled with illness, Brother Li, you don't know, some time ago, the old brother almost lost his life, and he only recovered after raising these days." ”

When the woodcutter heard this, his eyebrows dimmed a little, and he said, "Back then, among us people, there were only you and me left?"

"yes. The old fisherman nodded and sighed: "People have life and death, those old friends passed away one after another, you and I are not low in age now, but I am afraid that we will not meet a few times." ”

The old woodcutter drank some wine and seemed sullen.

A person's life, whether wonderful or ordinary, will eventually return to dust.

Even if the family lives longer, it is just to watch the old friends leave first, endure a few years of loneliness alone, and then look at the world without the old way, waiting for the day when the life will end.

"Don't mention it......"

The old fisherman shook his head and said with a smile: "Speaking of which, my age is a few years older than when the Shu State Ge Xiang died, but I, a fisherman, still live longer than that Ge Xiang." ”

When the old woodcutter heard this, he immediately laughed out loud and said: "What the old brother said is true, people live for decades, as long as they drink happily at the moment, what should they do......? Throughout the ages, big people and little people have all died?"

The two drank bitterly from each other, and the cheers were loud.

......

Qingyuan's eyebrows furrowed, revealing a thoughtful look.

Although these two people are not highly talented, what they see and feel is much higher than the ordinary people in the world.

Kiyohara's face changed for a moment, and he bowed in the direction of the two.

The transformation of the Lijiang River into the city is the vicissitudes of life and the change of heaven.

However, the two of them made Qingyuan see the vicissitudes of humanity one step deeper.

"The vicissitudes of time, the world changes. ”

Qingyuan stood on the pinnacle of the world, looked down on this world, and saw infinite changes.

Life is only a few decades, whether you are a ninety-five or a mortal person, whether your life is wonderful and exciting, or enthusiastic, or mediocre, in the end, with the death of people, the lights go out, and return to dust.

What is the title of the gold list, what is on the rise, all of them are empty.

I want Ge Xiang to govern the world, I want Jiang Baijian to judge the whole life, I want Guo Zhongkan and Chen Zhiyun and other characters to succeed in ten thousand bones, in the end, they will all be dry bones, and everything will disperse like floating clouds.

After thousands of years, no matter what kind of character you are, whether you are a prince or general, or a pawn of a peddler, you will also be a handful of loess...... No matter how you can cover the ages, the reputation will be passed on to future generations, but it is just empty talk, and with the passage of time, it will fade and disperse.

When there is no such person in the world, everything is washed away in the years.

Even a dry bone will turn into dust in the course of time.

"Look at the ups and downs of humanity, and understand the impermanence of heaven. ”

Qingyuan whispered: "Only immortality is the only one. ”

After thousands of years in the world, everything now is gone, all living beings have died, and all fame will be forgotten.

Everything in the world, success or failure, turns around and becomes empty.

What about the supreme emperor, what about the supreme ministers, and what about the riches...... But it's all empty talk.

Even Ge Xiang, even Jiang Baijian, and even the entire Shu Kingdom have become talking points for drinking and laughing with fishermen and woodcutters.

How many things in ancient and modern times are laughing and talking.

Only the immortal Dao generation, who lives in the world and lives forever, still exists forever.

"May there be me in the world after thousands of years. ”

Kiyohara said this, and couldn't help but sink his heart into his body.

......

Inside the ancestral cave of the eyebrows.

hazy,

The moon is shining.

But under the bright moon of the six rounds, the light was clear, shining out of the nine-fold jade tower.

The ninth floor, in the water moon building.

There was nothing here, only a pool in the middle, reflecting the bright moon above.

Qingyuan Yang God manifested, sat cross-legged by the pool, and watched quietly.

The reflection of the bright moon in the pool is the illusory Dao fruit.

So, the six rounds of bright moon above are the real immortal Dao fruits?

Kiyohara looked at it like this.

He supervised the world, watched all kinds of games between Liang, Shu, and Yuanmeng, watched the battles in the court, watched the battlefield fighting, watched the various situations in the market, and watched the changes in humanity.

He cultivated this realm, watched the heavenly machine, observed the heavens, and knew the impermanence of the heavens.

This time, I stepped out of the blessed land of the cave, saw the destruction of the Shu Kingdom, saw Jiang Baijian's defeated generals, and saw the changes in the world...... See the matter of the Li River again, the vicissitudes of life, and the years are ruthless.

This feeling made him unable to suppress it anymore and took this step.

"Bright Moon ......"

Kiyohara leaned forward and reached into the water.

He held his palms upwards under the reflection of the bright moon, and held them up.

The water flowed in all directions towards the palms of the hands.

The sound of the water is clear and rippling.

I saw him hold up a bright moon from the water.

The moonlight is soft and white.

One night of observance, and then you get it!