The peach blossoms flew away, and there was another crisp silver bell.
A line of white clothes appeared, standing between the beauties of heaven and earth.
The mountains and green waters should have become even more majestic under the waves of the sea, but at this moment it was completely silent.
Only the frost accompanied the bright moon, and the bright moon illuminated the figure.
That figure had its back to Chu Cheng. But it has gathered all the light in this world.
Those dry and cracked pupils made ripples. It should be the warmth of spring that nourishes these eyes.
At this moment, the eyes regained their brightness.
Chu Cheng raised his head and looked at the graceful figure. In the clear light, he took one step to the back of the figure and gently held the hand.
Big and small hands touched together at this moment. But when the big hand touched the figure's right hand, it didn't hold it, but passed directly through it.
This is not a real flesh and blood body, but it is because when Chu Cheng disappeared, a woman used her true intention to paint to retain the last remaining soul.
Her entry into the painting will make that remnant soul never be lonely again.
The painting is in the heart, and the heart is in the painting. He is in the painting, and she is also painting in the painting.
From then on, this painting lasted forever, and the woman was in his heart forever.
Love exists in ancient and modern times, and this world of mortals is also boundless. When the two of them stood together again, it was a world-wide event that shocked the world.
So, the green color appears again.
Bright red flowers bloom quietly everywhere.
Thick, long and long. When Chu Cheng clearly understood what love was in the world, the swing painting became different.
This is goodbye, no words. What would she say if she were still in this world, facing this mighty force at this moment?
Chu Cheng didn't know, he only knew that her smile would be as bright and moving as the three thousand flowers blooming among the greenery.
I only know that I am looking at the flowers and the people around me. Then he turned around and spoke three words.
"Nian Nian. Come."
Then, there was another figure. Another soft voice.
"Come."
A sea beast emerged from the ripples, and a white tiger rushed from the mountains to a young girl, standing beside Chu Cheng and the woman.
Then, with a smile on his face, Chu Cheng bowed to heaven and earth again and again, and said in an extremely respectful tone: "Master, Senior Xueyao, please!"
There is spring wind and rain and dew again, and the colors of blue and green fall again. Two magnificent men appeared beside them.
Then, there was another sound.
"Dear seniors and heroes. Please continue on this path with Chu for the rest of your life!"
Then, the world of mortals. Figures appeared one after another.
There is a girl in plain clothes, an old man holding a three-foot red dust sword, and a sloppy old man with a red nose. There is a middle-aged scholar who holds the righteousness of heaven and earth.
One by one, familiar people appeared behind Chu Cheng.
Three-foot God, Bai Pao'er, Xie Yiyi, Liu Xuhua, Lu Lingsha, Ayangu, Xi Zifeng, Dongfang Bubai, Ye Xuan, Beihuang Battle Song, Yin Miaozhu...
And that person, the person I met in the human world.
These were people Chu Cheng knew, heroes who protected all living beings in the world with their lives, and people who had helped him.
Most of these people have passed away. Only a few are still alive.
It doesn't matter whether it is dead or alive. Now, they are all included in his paintings.
This is his life. What you see in your life, you will never forget. It is also the source of persistence and kindness in my heart.
Water is good for me. Although Chu Cheng mastered the true meaning of water, he was unable to eliminate the evil thoughts brought by the Mask of Destiny before he achieved great success.
The word Qing is for the external source to cleanse the mind. But the most important thing is because of the persistent kindness in Chu Cheng's heart. If he is willing to become a demon, then even that single word of clarity will be useless.
In the cold place where flowers fall every year and there is no greenery.
A spring breeze followed. This biting cold snow will also turn into a sentimental thing, warming a frozen heart and adding a touch of bright color to the gray.
This bright color is the most outstanding color.
The beauty that Chu Cheng has has always been extremely short-lived. There was no time to recall it for a short period of time.
But this is the brightest memory in Chu Cheng's heart. It's just that this brilliance will never last forever, but it is undoubtedly the most stunning in the world.
Just like this painting, when it is unfolded or rolled up, it can be astonishing for eternity in just a moment.
A ray of light lit up on the two hands that were touching each other.
The two groups of light fell just right on the thin gap between the two hands, making it appear that they were linked together from a distance and from a distance.
"Walking and walking, I'm still alone in the end. But from now on, I won't think so. Because behind me, in this painting, there are no longer two people."
This world of mortals has always been full of worries. Someone stretched out another hand, folded a red flower, and slowly put it on the people around him, as the last touch of beauty in the world.
"It would be a pity if only two people could watch this great river and mountain." Chu Cheng held the hands of the people beside him and looked at the figures in front of him.
Enough, tens of millions of people. Behind the sea of people, there is still a shadow, but it has not yet completely formed.
Because Chu Cheng had never seen those people. But these people are real people. This is everyone in the world.
this moment. Chu Cheng seemed to have returned to the seven realms of the human world and returned to his hometown.
He held the hand and turned around slowly.
When he turned around, the people around him also turned around.
Chu Cheng raised his head, the red color in his eyes getting thicker.
This is the color of fireworks and that affection. It’s two colors competing for the top, no matter how close they are.
There was another strange light shining in Chu Cheng's eyes. Deep in the ripples, with the flash of light, a lotus flower appeared.
Blossoming petals, real dragons flying, clear and pure.
It emerges from the mud but remains unstained, let alone being burned in fireworks.
The lotus fell into Chu Cheng's hands. Then, a voice shouted loudly.
"Everyone, what if we lose?"
Some are talking to themselves and speaking softly.
"We might as well gather everyone's strength and fight against it."
"Of course it's a battle!"
There was laughter again. At this moment, even in front of the great power of destruction that can make Chu Cheng helpless and helpless, he can still fight.
Because Chu Cheng at this moment is no longer alone. But everyone in the seven realms of the world!
Just like back then, when facing a disaster and there was no chance of life, all living beings gathered together to create a chance of life with the power of all living beings.
Chu Cheng pointed forward.
Under this finger, thousands of voices and countless piercing sounds sounded simultaneously.
Everyone raised their fingers.
Then, countless radiances appeared in that lotus flower. In another ray of golden light, a white glow rose. A breath of earth-shattering righteousness floats in the wind, covered with millions of stars.
This is the ultimate power between heaven and earth, the sword machine of all the stars in the sky, and this is the blessing of the power of all living beings.
When all living beings gather together. That is the love of heaven and earth.
If the world is unkind, people will no longer be able to reach the top. If it is sentimental, it means it has a strong and high artistic conception.
That's a very scary mood.
A ruthless person doesn’t know what death is, but a sentimental person knows what injury is.
Because of knowing, but not wanting to know. Therefore, I fight to the death...I don’t want to know.
There is love in the world, which means there is an extra layer of effort. It's like a person who has no choice but to sink his boat and completely force himself into a desperate situation. Only in this way can we find the way forward with persistence.
Qingming's vision turned red again. After all, that firework can directly kill high-level ghosts and immortals, and it cannot dissipate so easily.
The forced retreat was only short-lived. To force them to break up, they can only fight with their lives.
The greenery is swaying again in the red fire, and red flowers are blooming in the profusion of flowers everywhere.
This is another case of two colors competing for beauty. It should be the most conspicuous color between heaven and earth. Therefore, they want to compete for the title of the most beautiful.
It's just that Chu Cheng won't let this flower bloom. That lotus flower fell on the red road along with the wind and the push of all living beings.
Then, destroy the world.
The eight colors are intertwined, chaotic and orderly. Faintly visible, figures appeared among the lotus flowers, including Chu Cheng himself.
One person holds one color and one thread, and gently presses it forward.
In an instant, the zenith lowered five stories, and with another breath of embroidery breath among the vast mountain clouds, a whole new world appeared.
Thousands of years have rolled up, and the lotus has bloomed. This closed and opened, both were destroyed.
In another instant, two auras of destruction came instantly, rippling through the air.
The aurora has illuminated everything in the world, and everything is in a stunning scene.
Millions of miles after millions of miles, collapse after collapse. The world that had just become ruins was shattered into pieces again.
Everything around him was just a roar.
Chu Cheng could no longer see any colors, because in an instant, all eight colors had disappeared. Because, those eight colors turned into destruction.
Amidst the destruction, there is stillness like the power of Xuanyuan.
The red color compressed in the sky and the earth within a radius of 100,000 miles stood still for an instant, and an even more powerful force descended from the sky, crushing and smashing the red color along the way.
Bit by bit, densely packed, there are sparks everywhere.
After all, this is just the last remnant when the flames recede. How can it save much time.
But in a gust of wind, the red quickly dimmed and eventually turned into dust.
Even if this fire can set fire to the earth, how can it burn the sky? Even if the anger is suppressed, this fire must also be extinguished.
The moment the swing appears, this square of heaven and earth is already included in the painting.
When thousands of rivers and mountains appear, this world will no longer be the original world.
But the world in the painting! When the painting is rolled up, the world and the world, which have been dyed with ink and printed with ink, come into the painting.
If Chu Cheng unfolds the scroll again, he will see that there is also a red fire on that square of bluestone, between the man in white, the woman in white, and the girl looking up.
This scene is only because it exists in the sky, it is the gorgeous morning glow. It's the beginning of a new day.
When the red fire is no longer a prairie fire, then it will no longer be scary, but a beautiful scenery!
"The power has weakened..." With a wave of his hand, Chu Cheng cleared away the smoke and dust everywhere and opened a clearer road.
His gaze was still far away.
Behind him, the figures had disappeared. It is revealed because of the painting, and dispersed because of the closing of the painting.
Although it has disappeared, it is only temporary. But if the swing reappears, then they will also appear.
The figures were still standing beside or behind Chu Cheng and Yin Lin.
Hold hands with your son, take your old age with your wife, drink with your friends. Stay prosperous in this life with all living beings.
This is the eternal destiny of the Tao. Although it is a painting, it is also a world. Given time, when Chu Cheng's destiny is fulfilled, this painting may not be able to become a vast universe.
And these painted shadows are the guardian spirits in the vastness, turning shadows into realms to guard all living beings.
It took Chu Cheng more than thirty years to realize that his strongest way is not the power of heaven and earth, nor is it the way of using stars as swords.
But this is the way of love. This Tao has entered the Qianqiu period and raised it to another level.
That lotus flower is not an embellishment. But it is the second most powerful force in this painting.
Although it is like a flash in the pan, it has been fully sublimated and bloomed with the most dazzling light.
This is the brightest light that shines in the lives of those heroes who once sacrificed their lives to protect the common people in the seven realms of the world.
Perhaps, some of them are unknown throughout their lives, they just focus on cultivating, and they are indifferent to the things in the world, and the world does not know about them.
But once those people appear, they will defend the mountains and rivers of their hometown with a sense of righteousness in their hearts.
When you are at the end of the world, you will protect yourself. With the power of these years of cultivation, I will make great progress and never regret it even if I die. It is also the most unforgettable scene in the world.
Red and green are the most colorful colors in the world, but they have always represented the love between men and women. Although it is bright, it cannot shock the world.
Only one word of painting can dye the world's heroes.
Danqing turns into a red heart, even if it is blue blood, it is difficult to eliminate this color.
The fiery red in the painting eventually lit up with countless points of light.
This is the color of painting, the color of heroes.
Everywhere, except for the path that Chu Cheng stretched out his hand to open, there was smoke and dust.
He did not continue to disperse the dust and smoke, but kept focusing on the faint and flickering yellow light.
At this moment, this yellow light can no longer be regarded as light. But it's a remnant fire that's about to go out.
"The power... has weakened." Chu Cheng's eyes clearly reflected the faint light like fireflies, and he spoke again.
After all, that firework can instantly obliterate high-level ghosts and immortals. Its power is suffocating, how can it be obliterated so easily.
Once, Feng Jingjie said to Chu Cheng that when someone with far greater strength than Chu Cheng steps into this painting, it will not be the death of that person, but the collapse of this painting.
Although this painting is a painting of Tao Ming. But before it is completely achieved, it is still not possible to completely reach the next level.
In this Qianqiu, using emotion to integrate and then rise to the next level is just a matter of being able to grasp the true battle with the strong ones in the early stage of Nirvana.
Facing the terrifying fireworks, Chu Cheng only had a glimmer of hope and gathered everyone's strength to resist.
Hopefully, there will be a glimmer of hope again like it did back then. But it cannot be erased so easily.
This reason happened in that light.
The fireworks finally went out, and the burning breath disappeared immediately.
"There is no breath of life in the four directions...could it be that young man?"
Chu Cheng used Qing to enter the leaves again, opened his sight, and saw only a wisp of smoke in the distance.
At this moment, Chu Cheng moved.
He walked out in one step and came to the plume of smoke in one step.
When Chu Cheng saw what was in front of him clearly, his pupils suddenly narrowed sharply.
There is no figure here, just dots of crystal light on the ground.
This light is the Nether Pearl that fell when the ghost fairy fell, and eventually turned into powder under the general situation.
Chu Cheng's fright did not come from the crushing of this Netherworld Crystal, but from something else.
It was a burned out candle.
It's just an ordinary candle, used for lighting.
But just such a candle directly killed a high-level ghost immortal and almost caused Chu Cheng's death.
.......
Someone suddenly raised his head, when he raised his head. The faint and noisy crying sounds all around suddenly stopped.
In the darkness, a cloud slowly moved.
In this darkness, the so-called white clouds are nothing but the swallowing things of this darkness.
But the clouds became even more red. Finally, in a gust of wind, red flowers swayed.
In the heaven and earth, light appeared.
This light reflected the ghosts scattered millions of miles across the sky and the earth, and also clearly showed the trees and rocks.
It also revealed the handsome face of a young man, his face full of wind and frost.
"The bright moon is bright, what a word of love to enter the Tao. I didn't expect that there is such a stunning person among the same level."
The man looked at the sky reflected by the red flowers, murmured, and suddenly started to chuckle.
The green shirt is full of old blood, and he hums the ballads of the rivers and lakes.
