Went to the nearest Feizhou Ferry.
Chen Changsheng got on the boat with him.
Mr. Chen didn't feel embarrassed at all. After getting on the boat, he looked for the Lingyue Immortal Island disciples on the boat.
But things didn't go that smoothly.
Not many people knew him, Chen Changsheng. After hearing this, the disciples of Lingyue Immortal Island said: "Everyone recognizes Senior Brother Mochou, Fellow Taoist, how do I know if you really recognize Senior Brother Mo Dou, Fellow Daoist, please don't call me Difficult."
When Chen Changsheng saw this, he didn't bother him and just said: "It was Chen who was abrupt."
Ning Bufan saw this and said, "Mr.'s face doesn't seem to be of much use."
Chen Changsheng smiled and said, "Isn't this common?"
"Let's get off the boat."
Ning Bufan nodded and followed his husband to the bottom of the boat.
Just when the two of them walked to the side of the flying boat, they heard a voice.
"Wait!"
But he saw a certain disciple coming over.
He looked at the disciple who had just driven Chen Changsheng and the two off the boat, and said, "Senior Brother, this person is indeed familiar with Senior Brother Mochou, and he also knows Elder He."
The senior brother was stunned after hearing this and asked, "Are you sure?"
"It's absolutely true. I've seen it with my own eyes."
"That's it..."
Chen Changsheng looked at the fellow Taoist who spoke for him.
I paused, but I was surprised.
This person always gave him a familiar feeling, but looking at his face he couldn't remember who it was.
And when Chen Changsheng unfolded his spiritual thoughts, after a little investigation, he immediately understood.
It turned out that he was also an old friend.
The disciple looked at Mr. Chen and he smiled. Such a smile was meaningful.
Chen Changsheng smiled warmly, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, fellow Taoist."
"You're welcome, sir."
Due to such changes, Ning Bufan successfully boarded the ship.
And the monk who spoke for Chen Changsheng was none other than Yi Zuqian, whom he had met in the human sea, on the deserted sea.
After rescuing him from the thirty-third heaven, Chen Changsheng never heard from him again. Everyone thought he was dead, but Bu Liao actually changed his body and appeared here.
Ning Bufan looked at Mr. Chen and waved: "Mr. Chen, I'm leaving!"
Chen Changsheng nodded and said, "Live well."
Ning Bufan was stunned after hearing this, but then a smile appeared on his face.
He felt that his husband should be the same person as him.
Otherwise, how could you say "live well"?
For a person like him who is wandering in the world, the only hope is probably to find a direction and a purpose. Where he came from and where he is going are questions that he will have to think about throughout his life. The same is probably true for Mr. , so there are no more words when parting.
There is only one sentence to live well.
The flying boat flew away and soon disappeared.
Chen Changsheng was at the ferry. When the surroundings calmed down, he breathed a sigh of relief.
The vast sea of wilderness is boundless, and you can’t see the edge at a glance.
The road ahead is long and still bumpy.
Not long after, the gentleman's figure disappeared from here. He didn't know where he was going. Maybe he could go anywhere. After all, he just wanted to practice, so he could go anywhere.
…
Deep in the deserted sea, in the thirty-third heaven.
Man Yue is reading a book. There is nothing interesting in this south garden. There are only a room full of books. The former owner here must have liked reading books. Among them, there are the most novels, which are all about weird things.
On weekdays, when she had nothing to do, she would sit here and read a book, finding some fun in these extremely leisurely days.
"Um……"
Man Yue put down her hand and looked up.
But I saw a person entering the South Garden. This person was very different from when he went there. He was a little more free and easy, and smelled of alcohol. There was an extra sword and a wine gourd beside him.
Chen Changsheng looked at her and said, "Long time no see, Miss Man Yue."
Man Yue rolled her eyes at him and said, "Mr. Chen is so talented. He goes off to the world to be free and unrestrained by himself, leaving me alone here to work to death."
Chen Changsheng smiled, walked forward, sat down and said, "Chen has no magic power and can't help, so why not go out."
Man Yue shook her head helplessly, glanced at him and said, "Then why didn't you have much mana when you went out, and still don't have much when you came back?"
"Something happened." Chen Changsheng said.
Man Yue didn't ask in detail, but instead asked: "What about Huang Quan? Has it been settled?"
Chen Changsheng said: "I have some ideas, but I have encountered obstacles."
"Hinder?"
"Um."
Chen Changsheng immediately told Man Yue what he saw and heard in the underworld.
Man Yue frowned after hearing this.
"People in the depths of the underworld..."
She was once a part of the way of heaven, so why didn't she understand the significance of the underworld? That person could hide deep in the underworld, and his abilities were probably as high as the heavens.
"Besides, the world is in chaos again, it is falling apart, its luck has declined, and it is impossible to enter the underworld for a while. Now we can only wait for an opportunity."
Man Yue said, "So you came back?"
"Otherwise, where would we go?" Chen Changsheng said.
Man Yue paused and said: "If you want to take the underworld, you need the help of human luck. Can this human luck be used by you?"
Chen Changsheng shook his head and said, "A part of it, but I think it's enough."
"I'm telling you." Seeing this, Man Yue didn't ask any more questions.
She breathed a sigh of relief, then picked up the book and started reading.
Chen Changsheng suddenly mentioned something again.
"But this time I went out, I also met a very different person. You must be interested."
Man Yue raised her head and asked, "Who is it?"
"He is a person from the future." Chen Changsheng said.
Man Yue frowned slightly after hearing this, "People from the future?"
Chen Changsheng nodded and said: "This person came from the future to the past. His name is Ming. A thousand-year-old darkroom can be illuminated with just one light. He is an expert in Buddhism."
After hearing this, Man Yue frowned slightly, but began to think deeply.
Chen Changsheng took out another page of scripture from his sleeve and said, "This scripture is called the Sutra of the Past, and it was given to Chen by Master Wu Nian when he was in the spiritual cage."
Man Yue was in a daze for a moment, seeming to remember something.
"I've seen him through the years."
"In the years?"
"right."
Man Yue looked at Chen Changsheng and said: "During the years in the spiritual cage, I have seen his future memories fall to the present. I didn't see anything at the time. But now that I think about it, it turns out that this is the Sutra of the Past." reason."
"That being the case, everything makes sense."
Man Yue took the past from Chen Changsheng's hand.
She looked at it and said: "Such a sutra is indeed a new approach, but in the final analysis, it is the same as the original Sutra of the Past. It is an imperfect Sutra of the Past. There are too many differences. This is probably why I went there." People in the past have no future.”
Chen Changsheng was a little curious and asked: "So, Chen is very curious about what the years are like."
"Maybe like a river."
