txolops Chapter 1772 Fake Yu Cun
Chapter 1772 Fake Yu Cun
Chapter 1772 Fake Yu Cun
"Then let me see who the final victor is." Faced with what the true god of this world deemed a dead end, Li Fan's resolve remained unshaken.
As my thoughts wandered, countless rays of light appeared around me, like a sky full of stars.
It was his thoughts, feelings, and insights when he previously created his clone.
It was as if he had personally experienced countless cycles of mountains and seas again, and each time the path he cultivated was different.
It was as if a divine brush was constantly drawing, and the originally somewhat empty Great Dao Hall became more and more sacred and solemn, in order to restore its original appearance between the mountains and the sea.
The interplay of truth and falsehood that stands atop the Great Dao Hall, while seemingly real, also becomes increasingly tangible. One can even vaguely discern the blurred features within the figure.
He bears a striking resemblance to Li Fan, and also incorporates numerous physical characteristics of other "chosen ones."
What's even more astonishing is the change in Li Fan himself.
"I am just me, and even if I reincarnate countless times in this world, I will not change in the slightest."
The starlight surrounded Li Fan, illuminating his body.
Li Fan, however, did not change because of this.
The starlight, like a torch, helped Li Fan to see himself clearly in the midst of nothingness and darkness.
"This magnificent palace of the Great Dao may easily suppress all living beings in the mountains and seas. But it is utterly useless before that true god."
"All paths and laws of mountains and seas originate from the true god. No matter how high one's cultivation level, it is difficult to escape the tribulation of returning to the god. If there are any exceptions... perhaps they are the [true and false].
"【True and False】is similar to a divine talent or supernatural power, enabling gods to exist eternally in endless cycles of reincarnation. Therefore, nothing in this world, not even gods, can escape the distinction between true and false."
"In other words, God can actually be seen as the true holder of 'truth.' However, compared to me, an outsider, He cannot retain His own memory in the repeated realizations of 'truth.'"
"Despite this characteristic, it still cannot use the difference between truth and falsehood to kill gods."
"Zhang Fan and Zhen Shiyin both believe that I am the master of the true and false Great Dao. In fact, the only one who is qualified to be called the master of the true and false Great Dao is a god. A god without the true and false Great Dao cannot be called a true god at all; he is just a god who was born by accident."
"The True One and the True God cannot coexist in the world. If I can prevent the True One from returning to Godhood, I can actually prevent the True God from descending. It's just a pity..."
"It can't be done."
Li Fan couldn't help but recall the last moment of each of the mountains and seas.
The return of all things to the divine is the destiny of everything in the world. Once a trend is established, even the distinction between truth and falsehood cannot escape it.
"So it seems that it's just as I deduced before. Only I am capable of slaying a god. It's just that before, I didn't have a concrete idea of how to slay a god. But now..."
Li Fan lowered his gaze and landed on "Zhang Fan" in the remaining mountains and seas.
"Perhaps, this is the way to break the deadlock."
……
What were the findings?
The voice of Zhen Shiyin came from beside his ear, startling Zhang Fan from his momentary daze.
The moment their eyes met, and he witnessed those many alluring figures, Zhang Fan was instantly captivated.
It was as if I had fallen asleep.
It seems I've experienced countless bizarre and fantastical things, but now, after waking up, I've completely forgotten them all.
Only the two overlapping figures, like inescapable ghosts, would occasionally flash before Zhang Fan's eyes.
This made him feel cold all over.
He truthfully recounted what he had witnessed, and Zhen Shiyin fell into deep thought for a moment.
But the mountains and seas don't have much time left for them.
The trees of truth and falsehood have withered, and the great tide of annihilation is surging forth once more.
Mountains and seas collapse, the end times return.
This time, there was no chance to look back.
Everything in the world is inevitably heading towards its predetermined end, and True Departure seems to have made up its mind.
"It's time to have a chat with old friends."
"Come with me."
A pale light enveloped Zhang Fan, instantly traversing the shattered mountains and seas.
Arrived at a strange place.
The deepest part of the boundless sea is where the foundation of mountains and seas is built.
If mountains and seas have specific annual rings, then this is the first ring to appear.
An ancient, primal atmosphere flows freely.
But at this moment, even the most fundamental logic of the mountains and seas began to gradually collapse.
But here, there was a different silver gleam.
Zhen Shiyin carried Zhang Fan and flew away at top speed, entering the silver light.
In that instant, Zhang Fan seemed to have returned to the protected world where the old fisherman and the other gods resided.
The oppressive feeling brought about by the end of God vanished in an instant.
Zhang Fan tried to observe this world and found that even with his current strength, his divine sense was suppressed.
We can only make a rough observation.
Boundless and limitless, its size and scale seem to rival even the mountains and seas of today.
But there was no world, no life forms, just an empty universe.
As if standing alone amidst mountains and seas, time seems to freeze here.
The various events that occur in the mountains and seas have had no effect whatsoever.
Even though the outside world has already faced its end, this place still maintains its eternal state.
“Where is this…” Zhang Fan was momentarily stunned.
"An old friend has come to visit, why don't you show yourself!" Zhen Shiyin's voice echoed continuously for a long time.
A figure appeared, accompanied by ripples.
"You're almost dead, what are you doing here?" The newcomer looked like a dejected man, as if he had just woken up from a dream, and spoke weakly.
"Huh? Who's this next to you...?" But the moment he saw Zhang Fan, a glint of light flashed in the eyes of the dejected man.
Without saying a word, he reached out to grab Zhang Fan.
"I searched high and low without finding it, but it came to me effortlessly! I never expected you to deliver yourself right to my doorstep!"
Zhang Fan only felt that the eternal world he was in vanished the instant the decadent man made his move.
Or rather, the entire burden fell on his shoulders.
Under this immense pressure, the body and mind could hardly move an inch.
They could only watch helplessly as the other party approached.
"What's wrong with you!"
Fortunately, Zhen Shiyin's words broke the restraint.
Under the pale light, the eternal world reappeared, and the pressure vanished instantly.
"He's not the one we're looking for; he's not just a clone."
Upon hearing this, the dejected man's expression changed several times.
He stared at Zhang Fan for a long time before finally becoming convinced.
"Such a variable has emerged..."
"broken."
The languid aura emanating from the decadent man dissipated in the wind, and his expression became extremely serious.
"Let me introduce you to this man, Jia Yucun," Zhen Shiyin said, pointing to the disheveled man.
"Greetings, fellow Daoist," Zhang Fan said, bowing.
Ignoring the opponent's sudden attack, Zhang Fan felt that the opponent's strength at that moment was even slightly stronger than that of Zhen Shiyin.
“That power might come from this eternal void world,” Zhang Fan said thoughtfully.
“In the endless cycle of reincarnation, there are constantly people who have become gods. And the measures they choose to take are not all the same.”
"Jia Yucun was attempting to construct an independent void space-time, trying to escape the calamity of the annihilation of mountains and seas." Seeing that Jia Yucun had no intention of speaking, Zhen Shiyin could only take his place and recount the origin of this world.
"My false brother's achievements are almost complete. Even if the mountains and seas perish, this world will not. Even if the Dao Annihilates and stirs up trouble, it cannot affect this place in the slightest. It's just a pity..."
"In the end, we cannot escape the destiny of returning to the gods." Zhen Shiyin sighed softly.
"All paths and laws in this world originate from God. But this void that I have woven is excluded. If it is strong enough, it should be able to withstand the aftershocks of a true god's descent. However..."
"He was able to escape. But I myself am doomed."
“If I do not exist, this world will be like the moon in a mirror or a flower on water, only able to hold on for a short while before vanishing like a bubble.” Jia Yucun also sighed.
"So all along, I've wanted to get up close to the [True and False] path."
"If we can obtain the truth, it may transform this world and completely separate it from the true god of mountains and seas."
"However, the true and false Dao are not something that ordinary people can easily dabble in. If He decides to hide, even if we join forces, it will be difficult to find His trace. I even remember that in many reincarnations, I have brushed past Him several times. I even had Him almost within my grasp. But in the end, He still slipped away."
"In this life, though ripples of truth and falsehood appeared between the mountains and seas, they were all too weak. I could tell at a glance that they were illusions created by the true and false Great Daos, so I ignored them. Only you were there..."
"It seems your understanding of the true and false Dao has reached a level of profound mastery. I almost misjudged you," Jia Yucun said slowly, staring intently at Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan shook his head slightly: "I would never call it mastery. But it might be of some help to you in weaving this world."
Jia Yucun's eyes lit up.
Zhang Fan looked at this world again and murmured, "When the real is taken for the fake, the fake becomes real."
Mysterious ripples emerged from Zhang Fan's body.
A tree, both real and false, seemed to sprout from between Zhang Fan's brows, causing ripples to quickly spread across this realm.
The echoes relentlessly, sweeping across the world in an instant.
Although the True Vanished and the False Existence cannot sense the fluctuations of the change between truth and falsehood, they can easily perceive the changes in this eternal world.
The surprise in Jia Yu's eyes was hard to hide. He clapped his hands and exclaimed, "Wonderful, wonderful! The true and false Dao are indeed invisible and unknowable. But with my [Jia Yu] as a reference, I may be able to imprint and record the various fluctuations caused by the transformation of truth and falsehood."
"Besides me, this world is an absolute void. In this wild and primitive place, any subtle change will be extremely obvious. By constantly trying, I can always capture the traces of the change between truth and falsehood."
"Though it is merely a trace, not the change between truth and falsehood itself, but..."
A glimmer of hope rose in Zhen Shiyin's eyes: "Given time, perhaps we can use the traces left by [True and False] to shape and evolve a unique truth and falsehood that belongs to this world!"
Zhang Fan ignored their ecstatic comments.
He focused intently on the blank canvas before him, wielding his brush and ink, creating illusions and illusions.
Although it is difficult to discern the true and false changes between the real and the hidden, and the false and the existing, he can.
Compared to its application in the mountains and seas, the distinction between the true and false Dao is undoubtedly more pronounced in this eternal void space.
The originally elusive and mysterious Dao, after shedding all its complex appearances, has become seemingly simple.
Using truth and falsehood as his pen, Zhang Fan felt his understanding of truth and falsehood multiply as he wrote about the creation of this world.
It wasn't just to help Jia Yucun, but also for his own sake.
Invisible ripples echoed continuously, and all three were immersed in them.
I don’t know how long it has been...
boom!
A violent tremor startled the three of them awake.
Zhen Shiyin and Jia Yucun exchanged a glance: "It seems that the world is facing its end once again."
"The time was too short; it wasn't enough to leave any real or fake traces. Besides, we don't even know if these traces will disappear when the mountains and seas reset," Jia Yucun said with regret.
"However, there is still a glimmer of hope. It's worth taking the risk."
Zhen Shiyin said firmly, "We'll stall for as long as we can."
Having said that, it transformed into a pale ray of light and broke through the boundary.
Zhang Fan paid no attention to Zhen Shiyin's departure and continued to concentrate on his calligraphy and painting.
Through his continuous attempts, the formless and intangible [true and false] seemed to gradually become concrete.
Not long after, Zhen Shiyin returned.
Along with him was a purple light.
At the same time, he cursed and swore: "If you're going to fight, then fight now! Why did you call me when you were about to die? Where were you all this time!"
However, he was a hunched old man with white hair.
"Master Kongdao, stop your nonsense and join me in protecting the Dharma!"
"After countless cycles of waiting, only one variable is obtained. If it is missed, it may be difficult to find again!"
The hunched old man continued to speak, but in an instant, boundless radiance burst forth from his body. Purple mist rose, as if coming from the east, filling this eternal void world.
"All these years of accumulation of my wisdom!" Kong Daoren lamented.
Zhen Shiyin snorted coldly: "No matter how much you accumulate, it will all be lost when the mountains and seas are reset."
"You know nothing! Although the mountains and seas are constantly being reset, the speed at which I condense purple energy is getting faster and faster each time. One day, I may be able to rely on this boundless purple energy to stand shoulder to shoulder with the gods. But in the past, I always committed suicide the moment the tribulation of returning to the gods descended. By not seeing the gods, I had less influence."
"If we choose to resist this time, all the efforts we've made in the past may be lost in one fell swoop..."
"We have no choice! We don't have much time left!"
After Zhen Shiyin uttered those words, Kong Daoren fell silent.
Without further ado, its form faded away, leaving only boundless purple aura.
Zhang Fan discovered that the purple aura had no impact on the current eternal spacetime; it had only blocked all external calamities.
The scroll stabilized again, allowing Zhang Fan to resume painting.
However, from the outside world's perspective, it is clear that the time for the final destruction of the Mountain and Sea has arrived.
The purple aura was being consumed at an alarming rate.
The transformation between truth and falsehood that Zhang Fan had been using also began to show subtle distortions.
Just like the lines being written, there were repeated deviations.
"This is……"
Almost instantly, Zhang Fan understood why.
"When the true god appears, the false will return to the right."
A chill ran through him, but he suppressed the shock and forced himself to continue drawing.
On the scroll, the interplay between truth and falsehood becomes increasingly complete.
It was almost exactly as he had known.
But just as he was about to make the final stroke, Zhang Fan's hand suddenly stopped.
I just couldn't continue drawing.