"Can they, and those unknown to them, be able to control their own destiny?"
On the cliff, feeling the oncoming sea breeze and smelling the fishy smell of the sea as the cold water blew over his face, Hongjun, with his head full of white hair, had a look of surprise in his eyes.
destiny?
Hongjun opened his mouth and murmured.
In the midst of this murmur, the young man in white robe who was writing rapidly in the first layer of the picture suddenly appeared in his mind.
That focused demeanor, the spirit when writing freely
At this moment, it seems that for the young man in white robe, he controls not only his own destiny, but also the destiny of the characters in the book.
But in the same way, the young man in green shirt holding a book and reading an article has mastered his destiny.
In the book in his hand, the life of the young man in white robe, from the morning light of his childhood to the twilight of his old age, from joy and anger to sorrow and joy, and everything in the book.
For the young man in green shirt, as long as he is willing, he can easily know these and become omniscient and omnipotent about everything in the book.
Just like the young man in gold robe who was watching and having fun in the palace.
But just when they think they control other people's fates and lives, there are still two pairs of eyes, looking at a green leaf on the cliff.
"They both control their destiny and are controlled by their destiny.
Because their so-called destiny is only the destiny in their eyes."
After a long while, Hongjun slowly closed his eyes, and when he spoke, he spoke slowly.
Although his words were calm, in this calmness, they contained the meaning of the waves one after another under the cliff at this moment.
It is the meaning of wanting to explore the sky when a big wave surges into the sky.
At this seemingly calm moment, but actually undercurrent, Hongjun heard Lin Yi's words and came slowly.
"Every great person should be free and at ease in all time and space, and he can penetrate the past and control the future.
Anyone who is a Daluo, once he is a Daluo, he will be a Daluo all his life. Once he becomes a Daluo, he will become a Daluo forever.
Whether it is the past time or the vastness of the future, whether it is true or false, it should always be the same in Daluo's eyes.
Just like in Daluo's eyes, Tao can be single or infinite.
Time and fate have no meaning in Daluo's eyes.
Because Da Luo has transcended time and space, transcended fate, the past and the future can all be grasped in a single thought.
Therefore, Da Luo cannot be described."
As he spoke these words, the moment Hongjun's mind roared, he saw the green scroll in front of him, and the scenes suddenly changed.
In the bamboo house, a young man in white robe who was writing rapidly looked up.
That gaze seemed to be looking towards the roof, but in fact it had already passed through the vast space and saw beyond the layers of the painting.
Therefore, when Hongjun's eyes fell on the scroll, he had the feeling that the young man in white robe was looking at each other.
At the same time, another gaze came from the screen.
I saw the young man in green shirt lying on the bed, holding a book in his hand. When he put down the book leisurely, he also raised his head at this moment.
Just like, the young man in a golden robe in the palace turned around at this moment, his eyes seemed to penetrate the endless world and saw Hongjun in reality.
"They know they are false, but also know what is true?"
When their eyes met each other, Hongjun's eyes became bright.
In this brightness, the young man in white robe left the desk and stepped out with a smile.
His originally blurry face also transformed into Ji Yi's face at this time.
Seeing this, Hongjun was shocked.
But at the moment when his mind was shaken, the young man in green shirt on the bed looked at him with a smile as he stepped off the bed.
His face also took on the appearance of Lin Yi.
Seeing the scene in front of him, Hongjun's heart seemed to be filled with confusion, so he became calm.
But under this calmness, he looked at the young man in gold robe.
But the young man in golden robe who should have been in the palace has disappeared.
"Where did he go?"
Seeing this scene, Hongjun's eyes moved.
But soon, he saw ripples like water waves appearing one after another in the space near Aojuan.
In the ripples, a young man in a golden robe took a step forward and came to the two of them.
"I've met Taoist friends."
The young man in golden robe smiled and spoke, and he looked like Ji Yi.
As he finished speaking, Hongjun saw the young man in golden robe, smiling, sinking into Lin Yi who was opposite him.
Buzz!
Almost at the moment when the figures of Lin Yi in gold robes and Lin Yi overlapped, Lin Yi in green robes also stepped out of the world in the painting.
"I've met Taoist friends."
As these words fell, Ji Yi, who was wearing a green shirt, overlapped again with Ji Yi opposite him in Hongjun's gaze.
"It seems that I came just in time."
The next moment, a laugh spread.
Hongjun saw Lin Yi, who was wearing a white robe. The moment he stepped out of the scroll world, he overlapped with Lin Yi in a smile.
"Every great Luo is both a cause and an effect. It is both false and true. It can step into the past and exist in the infinite future.
It exists within logic and is beyond logic, it is both impossible and possible.”
Having said this, Lin Yi smiled slightly, looked at Hongjun and said.
"This is the Da Luo in my mouth, but it may not be the Da Luo that fellow Taoists have proven, because Da Luo is unique. Do fellow Taoists understand?"
"Although Da Luo is indescribable, just this indescribable way is enough to fascinate people."
Hongjun said with a thoughtful look in his eyes.
“It is hard to imagine that an ant in the past will become a great person in the future, and when he looks back on the past, he will no longer be an ant.
But since there are no ants, the process of growth is meaningless.
This kind of scene really makes people desire and fear at the same time.”
"If not, how could Da Luo be unique?"
Seeing that Hongjun was still thinking and sighing, Lin Yi said lightly.
"Actually, although the Tao of Daluo is wrong at the first thought and lost at the first word, before you achieve Daluo, everything may not be traceable."
"How can we follow the traces?"
Upon hearing this, Hongjun's eyes moved and he looked at Lin Yi solemnly.
He saw Lin Yi smiling and looking at the cyan scroll floating in front of the two of them.
Whoosh!
In an instant, the cyan scroll slowly unfolded in the vast sky.
"The beginning of the volume is the beginning, and it is also the past. The middle volume is the present, and it is also the future. The end of the volume seems to be the future, but in fact it can also be the beginning."
As these words fell, in Hongjun's eyes, he saw that the cyan scroll, which was originally a straight line, began to bend at the beginning and end.
In this bend, the ends are connected and closed completely, forming a cyan circle.
This circle seems to be a circle from birth. It not only runs through the past, but also controls the future. In this cycle, it is endless.
"From the impossibility of a straight line, it becomes the possibility of this moment."
In Hongjun's stunned eyes, he saw that the Qingyuan in front of him began to shrink again.
During this contraction, the original big blue circle turned into a round and flawless point.
Everyone who is great is always the same.
Everyone who can be expressed is wrong. If there is any dispute, please don’t criticize me o>_<o