What is behind the door?

The moment Zhang Fan entered the door with a high spirit, he remembered the past life that had been covered with hundreds of years.

In that world where I look back now, I feel extremely strange, he has heard this saying. The world is actually composed of portals. Our choices, the stars in the sky, are all portals, leading to a world of different scenery.

Go in from this door; go out from another door.

This is always the case, cycle is repeated, there is only one extremely small possibility that the portal you open leads to the final place, and everything will end.

It is a world where eternal peace and no longer have to choose, no longer suffer, no longer lose.

There is no other way, even if death is not allowed to break free.

That world, that kind of peace, the Buddha called it the Pure Land, the Tao called it the Immortal Realm, the West was the Garden of Eden..., and so on, there are countless sayings, and that door is called transcendence, also known as the other shore......

For some reason, the moment Zhang Fan stepped into the aperture portal, this statement surged out from the deepest part of his memory, and his heart became clear.

"What does eternal tranquility, the transcendent land of the other shore look like?"

Zhang Fan smiled and his whole body integrated into the aperture. He knew in his heart that someone would be waiting for him opposite him.

"Boom~"

This is the loud bang of the waterfall rushing from the sky and smashing into the lake.

"Crazy~"

This is the sound of the long river dragging on the reef, splashing out the crystal clear sky.

"Brush ~"

This is the sound of sandbanks in the river, splitting the torrents and rotating and echoing.

"Puboo nPuboo m"

This is the tenacious fish jumping out of the water and trying to jump to a high place, and it will inevitably fall.

There is no source or end, only such a long river surging forever. Every drop of water, every bit of brilliance, and even every fish are both ordinary and extremely unusual.

On the banks of this long river, a dry old tree does not fall, and a simplicity is built on the branches. However, it gives people the idea of ​​lying down when they see it, and not wanting anything until they sleep.

Next to the old tree, a man who was washed away all the badge and looked so ordinary from head to toe. He sat lazily leaning against the tree.

In front of him, branches were piled up in a mess, and the messy flames licked the bottom of the copper tripod.

A small bronze tripod, only one foot square, is exquisite and simplicity.

The deeper fragrance of wine floated out from this small tripod.

The ordinary man twitched his nose, nodded with satisfaction, and sucked away the firewood.

The wine is already warm.

After doing this, these ordinary men smiled and looked up at the distance not far in front of them.

Obviously God didn't want the wine to cool down any longer. Almost as he looked up, a man with frosted sideburns suddenly appeared.

A Zhang Fan!

"Good wine!"

Zhang Fan twitched his nose and glanced at the ordinary man's old tree. After a glance at the black nest, he said something like this.

"What are you waiting for?"

An ordinary man spoke for the first time, and he heard it as familiar as the call before him.

"Stop it."

Zhang Fan smiled and walked forward, sitting opposite an ordinary man through the small bronze tripod.

At some point, two wine spoons appeared beside the ordinary man and Zhang Fan, within reach.

Neither of them found it strange. They picked it up with ease, nor did they say anything. They scooped it into the bronze tripod and drank it directly.

In this place, time has no meaning, and Zhang Fan doesn’t know how long it took for the two of them to drink this cauldron. He only knows that when the cauldron is at its bottom, it is the two of them who are overjoyed.

"I have been warming this wine for three days and it is ready to drink when you come."

The ordinary man smiled slightly and stretched out his hand to wipe it. The bronze tripod, wooden spoon, and even the fragrance of wine floating in the void were all empty.

"How long have you been here?" Zhang Fan asked.

"Three days!" After obtaining this answer, Zhang Fan suddenly raised his head, his surprised eyes met the ordinary man's eyes that contained the deep stars, and he suddenly felt as if he had realized something.

The whole world also made a loud noise at this moment, and it became completely different.

The waterfall was still washed away, but you could see the tragic tragedy rolling down: the long river was still surging, and it was obvious that it was endless and the helplessness of flowing eastward;

The sandbank is still diverted, as if one choice has led sentient beings to different directions: the water droplets are still crystal clear, reflecting a series of strange colors, which shows that sentient beings are in a variety of: the fish still jumps out, and the eyes are clearly curious and eager, and they can only stay in the air for a moment...

Zhang Fan stood up at some point and stayed by the river, silently.

"This is the long river of destiny, the long river of heavens..."

Zhang Fan said this, ordinary men, no, are the first demon emperors, and so on.

The first demon emperor took a step forward, shoulder to shoulder with Zhang Fan, pointed to a fish that stubbornly jumped out of the water, and said, "Zhang Fan, what do you think of it?"

Zhang Fan was silent for a while and slowly spoke: "It's like looking at himself, looking at the countless immortal cultivators around him for hundreds of years."

"yes!"

The first generation of demon king withdrew his hand and said sadly: "We cultivators are struggling to practice for thousands of years, just to transcend, just like the fish jumping out of the water and falling down again. If you take a look at it for another time, it will be false."

"Only you and me are different!"

The first generation of demon king changed his mind and brought a little joy to him. After being lonely, he had the pleasure of meeting his old friend.

"Why did you ask me to make so much preparation, do we know each other?"

Zhang Fan asked quietly, his eyes never left, and the surface of the long river of the world seemed to be looking for that familiar world, familiar people there.

"I didn't blame you for what I did."

"It's just a chance."

The first generation of Demon King shook his head and continued, "The opportunity is there, it depends on whether you can seize it.

"Success is your ability; failure is your destiny."

"What do you have to do with me!"

"It's just three days of loneliness, just wait for another round."

"I can't help you directly. I have great cause and effect on me. If I have great jealousy from the heavenly way in that world, I will help you, which is to harm you."

Zhang Fan was silent for a while, nodded, and said, "Why?"

"Why do you do this?" After hundreds of years of doubt, the bronze tripods that connected the luck of the two worlds was deposited, and in the end there was only one sentence: "Why?"

"Because I owe you."

The first generation of demon king laughed, stretched out his hands, as if embracing the long river of fate and the world: "In my life, Zhan Tian Shengdi never owed others the cause and effect, but you and I owe you great cause and effect, give you opportunities, leave opportunities, and give you great transcendence."

"We're cleared up."

The first generation of demon king smiled, not like the supreme powerhouse who ruled the world, but there was a kind of cleanliness and sincerity in his smile.

"You owe me?"

Zhang Fan asked in confusion that the era of the first demon king was too far apart from him, and it was impossible for the two of them to have any intersection at all.

"A long time ago, there was a man named Zhang Fan who had enough for a broken copper piece in the market for Dong. It looked like a fragment of a copper bell...

"There is a little immortal Yuan Ling on the copper sheet. Even Yuan Ling himself doesn't know whether it is a clock or something else?"

"Zhang Fan and that copper piece" were involved in a tributary of the long river of fate and the world, and in that passage, they floated together for countless years..."

With the narration of the first demon emperor, Zhang Fan's dusty memory was stirred up bit by bit.

"In that passage, Zhang Fan has a complete human soul, and for the monsters therein, it is the best food."

"Neither Yuan Ling nor Zhang Fan had the power to fight, escape, escape together..."

"All monsters were attracted by Zhang Fan's soul." Yuan Ling was able to easily break away from a fork in the fork in an exit that happened by chance and came to a world that had just been opened."

When the first demon emperor said this, Zhang Fan completely understood that his memory had retreated hundreds of years ago. At that time, at the foot of the Faxiang Sect Mountain, Zhang Yuantu's grandson "Zhang Fan was born.

At that time, there were many strange phenomena until many years later. Zhang Fan still remembered the strange bird that chased from the passage and drooled.

"So...,...it's what it is."

Zhang Fan suddenly realized that in that passage, he attracted all the monsters and gave the most fragile Yuan Ling a chance to reincarnate.

So hundreds of thousands of years later, he had to get back a chance to transcend, which was indeed a great cause and effect and great reward.

After thinking it through, Zhang Fan also sighed that in that passage, Yuan Ling only walked for a moment, but in the end, it was a difference of millions of years.

It took hundreds of thousands of years for them to see each other again on the long river of fate and the world.

"I have been waiting in that world for hundreds of thousands of years, and have never been able to wait for you to appear. Although I know that you will appear in the end, I will repay you with great cause and effect, but unfortunately I can't wait."

The first generation of demon king smiled, as if he was trapped in memories: "My strength has reached the limit of the bearing of heaven and earth. Even if the way of heaven is broken and nothing can be limited to me, my existence itself will cause that world to collapse."
To be continued...