Chapter 154 I want this world!

(I want this pillow, I want this mat, I want I want a red ticket!!)

Hearing this sound, Sheng Yang trembled all over, and the other five people were shocked. Then they almost leaned to the ground and knelt down to the owner of the voice.

Lin Fan and the Moon God looked at the source of the sound.

"Please come with me." With the permission of the God of Wisdom, Shengyang did not dare to continue to delay. He jumped into the mountains and flew into the mountains.

Lin Fan's footsteps moved slightly, leaving a shadow in place, and his people had not fallen behind Shengyang at all.

The speed of the Moon God is slightly lower, following behind. As for the remaining five people, they can't keep up with the speed of the three of them at all. They can only follow behind from afar and barely fall behind.

The more you go deep into the mountains and look down from a high place, you can find that there are crisscrossing ravines in the mountains. When connected, there is a huge chess game. With the mountain as the disk, the sky as the cover, and the earth as the load, a magnificent feeling comes to the surface.

"This is the best chess of the God of Wisdom in those years. Before one piece falls, it will stop anyone's idea of falling. Unexpectedly, he actually brought this game of chess to the human world, and took advantage of the power of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers to strengthen this game of chess. He has the world. When the moon god saw this game of chess, his face turned white and he couldn't help but be shocked.

Lin Fan doesn't know much about the god of wisdom, and he doesn't have any touch on the so-called Jueqi. In his eyes, the god of wisdom is just a broken deficiency. What can he do with his unparalleled reputation?

When the Moon God saw that there was no expression on Lin Fan's face, he knew that he didn't care too much about the chess game of Zhishen. Of course, he will not explain it. After all, the magic chess of the wisdom god is over. If you put it down now, there may not be anyone who is afraid of it, and the magic chess in those years did not play a role in the god of yin and yang. Now even if there is the power of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers to promote the power of this chess game, after all, it is a useless trick, and there is no turning point.

As Shengyang came to the deepest part of the mountain, on the cliff, the god of wisdom turned his back to everyone, and his robes were light, which made him feel like a fairy.

Yue Shen hummed softly and pretended secretly, but Sheng Yang and others rushed directly behind him, knelt down on their knees, looked at him with a pious and worshipful face, and said, "Master!"

Zhishen turned his head, and the soft outline of his face was more gentle in the sunset. He whispered, "Thank you for your hard work."

"Master!"

"Master, what are you talking about? It's the honor of our brothers!"

"Yes, it has always been our wish to serve our master!"

The six people, including Sheng Yang, were a little excited and explained to Zhishen.

Zhishen smiled gently and did not continue the topic. Instead, he raised his eyes and looked directly at Lin Fan and the Moon God. Then he looked at the Moon God and said with a smile, "We haven't seen each other for a long time, old man."

Moon God snorted coldly, "Don't make friends with me. I don't remember that I have such a close relationship with you."

When Zhishen heard the words, he was not angry. He just smiled and said, "You were so stubborn back then. It was he who died for you. After so many years, I didn't expect that your old problems have not changed at all, but the years urge people to grow old, and now we are still some old bones that never die.

Speaking of this, the tone of the wise god is also a little emotional.

Although the life expectancy of the weak is comparable to that of heaven and earth, and it is close to immortality. But it's just close. After all, breaking the virtual is not the strongest. Even the strongest Xuan has not really reached the point of immortality. Breaking the virtual also has the end of life. The oldest breaking virtual, such as the wisdom god and the moon god, of course, feel the approaching footsteps of death. Even the moon god should have died a long time ago, but he used a secret method to save his life and did not completely dissipate at that time.

Hearing the emotional tone of the God of Wisdom, the Moon God stopped talking after a period of silence.

The wise god smiled, his eyes shifted, and looked at Lin Fan, "I know you, you are Xuan."

"I think there may be something wrong with my understanding." Lin Fan also smiled, moved and came to the wisdom god.

"Wolite!"

"Don't get close to the master!"

Seeing Lin Fan's behavior, several disciples kneeling aside couldn't help but suddenly stood up to stop Lin Fan.

But Zhishen suddenly looked over. Although he was not strict, he scared the two people on the spot and dared not move.

"You are rude!" The God of Wisdom pointed to Lin Fan and shouted softly, "He is the Lord of the heavens, the great existence of the gods who created all things in heaven and earth and the world. He is willing to come close to me. It's a glory that I can't ask for. What are you doing?

"But, Master!"

One of them was a little unwilling, and he didn't believe what the Wisdom God said, so he looked at Lin Fan with great resentment, as if he had a grudge against him.

"There is nothing but." Zhishen waved his hand and raised his robe sleeves, making the two of them unable to retreat a few feet.

After doing all this, Zhishen looked back at Lin Fan, smiled lightly at the corners of his mouth, pointed to the pavilion, and said, "Why don't you sit down and talk?"

"Then it's better for me to be respectful."

Lin Fan walked into the pavilion and found that there was a seat in the empty stone pavilion, but there was no stone table. At the same time, his heart was slightly depressed, but he sat down on his face.

The wise god then walked into the pavilion and sat down slowly.

"Please have tea."

I don't know where he came from. The cup was actually full of tea. He pushed the teacup in front of Lin Fan and looked at him with a smile.

Lin Fan took the teacup and took a sip. He found that the tea was unusually cold and bitter. Obviously, it was a cup of leftover tea. After squeaking his mouth, he sprinkled the tea in the cup all over the floor.

Zhishen smiled and asked, "What does this mean?"

Lin Fan replied with an expressionless face, "I don't like it, so I won't stay."

"Oh?" The hand of Zhishen behind him was taken out, and the feather fan appeared in his hand when he shook it gently.

"Why don't you like it? Why don't you stay?" The wise god asked again.

"If you don't like it, you don't like it. If you don't like it, you won't stay." Lin Fan looked up at Zhishen.

"There must be a reason for that." Zhishen looked at him with a smile, and his hand shaking the feather fan suddenly stopped.

"Do you need a reason?" Lin Fan threw the teacup on the ground and asked.

"Because we need a reason, we need a reason. If you don't need it, then you don't need it." Zhishen did not continue to be involved in this topic, and soon asked, "If this cup of tea is a good cup of tea, what should you do?"

"I will determine whether it is good or bad. I say it's good, and it's good whether it's bad. I say it's good or bad."

"Oh, this is a little domineering." Zhishen curled up his long hair, as if he didn't feel that Lin Fan's words were a little unreasonable.

At this time, Yue Shen slowly came in and sat quietly on the side of the two, quietly listening to the conversation between them.

"You think it's up to you to decide whether the world is good or bad, so what are you? Light or dark? Black or white? If you say that you can be good or bad, what is it that you are?

"What do you think I am?" Lin Fan put his hands on his knees, tapped his knees with his fingers, and asked with a smile.

Zhishen shook his head and said, "I don't have the ability to make it black and white. My ability is limited to regulating myself."

When Yue Shen heard this, his eyelashes jumped and seemed to want to say something, but he put up with it back and waited for Lin Fan's rebuttal.

Unexpectedly, Lin Fan did not refute, but picked up the teacup with a smile, pinched it with his fingertips and turned it. Finally, he poured the last drop of tea on the ground and said, "So the wise god thinks he is black or white, is it good or evil?"

The wisdom god smiled and said, "Black and white are not broken, right and wrong are ignorant, good and evil are boundless, and idealism is the other side."

"Vulgarity, it's really vulgar. No wonder you have always been wise to protect yourself, and you can't break the shackles trapped in your own body. Now it seems that you are just a big thing." Lin Fan crushed the teacup and said with a sneer, "It doesn't matter to me whether it's black or white, good or evil. What I want to do, then do it, I am willing to be good, then I am good, I am willing to be evil, then I am evil, only the other side is the other side, it is just a boast. You don't even know what you want, and why do you say it from the other side? Wisdom God, your performance really disappoints me.

"Real?" After listening, Zhishen didn't have any emotion. He just sighed, "You may be right, but what can you do? For black, white is also black. For evil, good is still evil. There is no absolute in the world. If you want to be good, that is good. If you want to be evil, that is evil, but you should understand that perfection has never existed, and there should be no absolute in the world. Once it becomes absolute or pure existence, you will lose yourself forever. The original intention."

Speaking of this, Zhishen handed the feather fan to Lin Fan and smiled, "Read the words on it."

Lin Fan took over the feather fan, glanced at it casually, and found that the vague words on it were gradually twisting and slowly turned into a sentence.

"If the water is clear, there will be no fish."

After reading, Lin Fan was silent for a while, threw the feather fan and said lightly, "What about this? What I want is just an absolutely fair world. I want there to be no injustice in this world, no one who dies in vain, no injustice in vain, and no one's life like an ant anymore. What I want is not to clearly break good and evil. Then even if the water is clear, there is no fish. What does it have to do with me?

"I understand." Zhishen took the falling feather fan, stared at Lin Fan for a moment, and then said, "In this case, then complete your ambition. Stick to your belief at this time until you create such a world to show me. It will be the prosperity of the world or the catastrophe of heaven and earth. Let's wait and see.

"Before that, we should talk about how to remove the biggest obstacle to the ideal world in your mind." The god of wisdom asked, "If you want people who have no life like ants in the world, you have to crush those guys who regard all sentient beings like ants like ants. How about that? Are you ready?"