"What plans do you two brothers have?" Mu Ziyun asked Prince Zhuan Dongdao.
Zhuan Wangdong was not in a hurry to answer. He first found a clean and comfortable place to sit down, and then replied: "Without direction, this sea area is huge, but we both feel that we can't integrate ourselves into it, but you are with it." It's very 'harmonious'... Well, my brother has this temper, he can't calm down for a moment."
Mu Ziyun originally wanted to say that in this case, it would be better to join our "Xia", but suddenly he thought of Zhuan Wangxu's temper. This guy is extremely violent and domineering, let alone his personality. Even if he becomes a partner, he may not listen. Whoever it is, it's probably difficult to get along with, and there might be some trouble. Therefore, Mu Ziyun turned to say: "Thank you two for helping me today. If you need my help someday, just ask, don't say much. It's time for me to go back, so let's say goodbye."
Zhuan Wangdong nodded silently, without saying a word, Mu Ziyun flew out of the ship and flew towards the direction of Ye Shen Peak. The big ship was empty and continued to drift on the sea.
Mu Ziyun was afraid that something would happen if he left for too long, so he flew very fast, crossing several continents. When he reached a place, he stopped in the air. He felt a strange breath of fire in the mountains and forests below, but that breath The owners are deliberately hiding themselves. The flame is a mortal fire, and the people underneath are naturally members of the "Zhurong's Sons" tribe, but this is not Hengshan.
"What are you doing again, these thieves?" Mu Ziyun struck with a lightning strike, landing just in front of one person. The person's face turned yellow with shock and he had no time to react. Mu Ziyun frowned in annoyance and was about to rebuke angrily, but suddenly he was stunned. The "sons of Zhu Rong" he saw were not at all the arrogant and fairy-like people they once were. They were disgraced and embarrassed, with some injuries on their bodies. Even women and children are no exception, and there are also many who have lost their arms and legs.
There were no familiar faces in this group of people. They should be one of the refugees. When Mu Ziyun saw them, he understood what had happened. He felt something strange in his heart and asked: "Who defeated Hengshan." Although the words came out of his mouth, he may have an answer in his heart. Sure enough, the person in front of him replied: "The Guatan tribe, an army of hundreds of thousands of puppets... ..But my people are not defeated.”
After the man calmed down, he raised his head. Although he was wearing rags, he was still proud. He only glanced at Mu Ziyun, then looked away, and said firmly: "You can kill or chop as you please, but My clan will never give in, and naturally we won’t let you leave easily!”
Mu Ziyun looked behind the man. Although the women with the surname Zhi had no power to tie the chicken, their eyes had the spirit of conquering the mountains and the sea. The men surnamed Li were all unarmed, but they had no fear of life or death. This was their experience. After a genocide battle, a group of people who fought together and could not be defeated again, no one would live in an ignoble way in front of their natural enemy Mu Ziyun.
"Hey..." Mu Ziyun spat with disdain and dissatisfaction, and then flew back to the sky uncomfortably, ignoring the group of people, and then flew towards Ye Shen Peak.
After traveling about a hundred miles by sea, when the sun was shining, a deep and magnetic voice came from between the sea and the sky. The voice really resounded throughout Mu Ziyun's body and heart. He said: "Why The sky must be blue. It does not reflect the color of the sea. Look, the ocean is black, so the sky should also be black. If the sea is not a mirror, the sky can be blue and the sea can still be black. Yes, but the sea water can reflect your face, so it should be blue, not black, or the sky should be black, not blue."
This voice penetrated Mu Ziyun's mind very strongly. He looked down subconsciously and found that his face was reflected in the black sea. The sea was a mirror. Mu Ziyun subconsciously followed the magnetism. The deep voice confirmed the result, and he suddenly looked up again. The black sky made him feel deeply uncomfortable at first, but the "reason" in his heart slowly convinced him, and gradually made him adapt to the current scene.
Then, the voice sounded again. He seemed to be constructing a world. The voice said: "The boundary between the sky and the sea can be seen. They are connected together, but on the sea, the edge of the sky cannot be found." , flying in the sky, but you can never find the horizon you see. Therefore, the sky is moving, or the sea is moving. It is not that people are flying, but that the sky and the sea are moving, and people are drifting with the current."
Mu Ziyun did not agree with this sentence, but then the voice said: "If the sea is quiet and the sky is quiet, then the intersection of the sea and the sky will not change, but the sea level does not exist. It cannot be found and confirmed. Therefore, the sky is moving around the sea, and the sea is circling around the sky. The world may be round, but we are flying straight, but we always keep the distance between the sky and the sea. , in this case, it is not the people who are flying, but the sky and the sea that are moving.”
Before Mu Ziyun could resist, he heard again: "If the world is flat, where is the sea level?"
"Are you flying?"
"If the clouds are not moving with the sky and the sea, why can they remain unchanged in the sky? The sky is moving, the sea is moving, and our eyes often cannot keep up with the process of change..."
"The sea has endless edges, because the world is round and the sky is round. Only by finding the direction in which the ocean and sky flow can we find the right path..."
"It's Tianhai's fault ahead..."
Mu Ziyun's heart sank, as if his soul had been taken away. He was scratched three or four times by the scissors and then returned to his body. But right after that, he saw the sea flowing towards the sky, and the sea water underneath turned into a bowl shape. , surrounded by sea water surrounding the sky. Then, the sky also took on a concrete shape in front of his eyes. The black sky enveloped the black sea, with dots of white clouds in it, allowing Muziyun to feel the flow of everything.
"Oops..." As soon as Mu Ziyun finished speaking, he immediately fell downwards. He lost the ability to fly, or in other words, the idea that the sky was moving penetrated his subconscious, "The enemy... "Mu Ziyun fell into a hazy world. The sea and sky became a circular maze. He did not fall into the sea water. All his movements he could feel were the reflection of the sea water, no matter how far he flew. , the ocean is always before his eyes, and the sky is still above his head... He is trapped in the most normal natural world. Who doesn't know that the sky is above and the sea is below, who doesn't know that the sky is blue and the clouds are white , but Mu Ziyun was trapped in these simplest principles and could no longer find his way back.
Mu Ziyun was trapped in a sea area of only one mile. He danced his body as if he was being controlled by a string. He was flying uncomfortably. He turned around and around in this small sea area. , and sometimes stopped in the distance, with a stiff face. It turned out that he saw the waves coming and going and the clouds fluttering, so he thought he was moving.
The one who created this world of lies was the "lucky" clock. He waited for a long time, casting the net step by step, and finally led Mu Ziyun into the final cage. Lies are not so easy to be exposed. If no one wakes up, In this case, Mu Ziyun might be confused in this mile of sea until he died.
The big bell silently turned around and abandoned the world of lies, and all the lies in it were only effective for one person.
"Boss, it's solved." Da Zhong said to himself. And Yao, the "lucky" "ear", shared the hearing of the big clock, and everyone could hear the latest news. An evil smile appeared on Kurokuma's lips, and he replied: "Go to Ye Shen Peak and prepare for the next cage."
Mu Ziyun was struggling between the increasingly chaotic sky and sea. This did not feel like an illusion. Mu Ziyun's subconscious kept repeating the words of the voice he heard. It was very brainwashing. , and the more Mu Ziyun thinks about it, the easier it is to repeat those few sentences silently. He knows that he has been tricked by an evil trick. He thinks that the crux of the problem that he cannot get rid of is a few wrong ideas in his mind that cannot be changed.
He wanted to be redeemed and tried hard to find the flaw in his subconscious. The sea was black and the sky was blue. Of course, the explanation made sense. There was no light at the bottom of the sea and it was naturally pitch black. But why could Mu Ziyun's face be reflected? Since It is a mirror, why can't it reflect the blue of the sky? Therefore, the sky may be black. The sea reflects Mu Ziyun's face, and also reflects the blackness of the sky. Thinking of this, Mu Ziyun looked up and saw that the sky was still the same. It is a black sky, a fiery red sun, and white clouds. The sea is obviously orbiting. Muziyun is trapped in it, losing the ability to fly and can only drift with the current.
After a long time, Mu Ziyun understood that this was an illusion. He tried every means but could not escape. He seemed so small in front of the power of nature, but he believed that everything was a reflection of his inner mistakes. As long as he corrected himself, You can find the right way with your own ideas. I have tried countless times and persuaded myself countless times, but I can't make myself think of everything the same, and my wrong ideas have become deeply ingrained.
After half a stick of incense, Mu Ziyun, who was wandering in the labyrinth world of lies, suddenly turned from defense to offense. He began to mutter to himself: "The world must be imperfect and full of mistakes. People have no wings, but they are They can fly. The grass absorbs nutrients from the black and yellow soil, but grows green. They turn into spring mud, but they can still be black or yellow. The sky is blue, but the sea reflects the black. , the sea is wrong, no, the world must be full of errors, the sea horizon cannot be found, because it itself is an error that cannot be corrected. The only ones who create these errors are probably the gods who control the world. "
