"Are you serious?" "I just lied to you, is there anything you can do?" Zhang Liangsheng gritted his teeth and said, "Can't you speak properly?" Lao Zhao smiled softly and said, "It's just a fact... However, I don't bother to violate the agreement with a Sanzangtian boy. Come with me, and they will leave it alone for the time being. Everything will be fine." Looking at the back of Lao Zhao slowly leaving, Zhang Liangsheng suddenly heard a soft "ding" sound, and then found that bursts of light green light surrounded him. The light seemed to appear out of thin air, and Zhang Liangsheng was stunned. Liangsheng felt confused for a while, a little confused. However, when these light green light spots appeared and penetrated into his body little by little, Zhang Liangsheng felt that the scars on his body began to heal, and his injuries were being healed at a speed visible to the naked eye. Zhang Liangsheng was amazed to see this incredible phenomenon. In just a few breaths, Zhang Liangsheng found that his injuries had been completely healed. The wound caused by Lao Zhao's attack just now seemed to be an illusion and no longer existed. "Who the hell is this guy..." Zhang Liangsheng had complicated questions in his heart, but in the end he followed Lao Zhao and left here. Along the way, there was no dialogue between Lao Zhao and Zhang Liangsheng. The latter just followed Lao Zhao silently and silently. They were walking through a huge corridor with almost no end in sight, not because of its length - there was a light golden mist filling the space. This mist looks like a thin layer of golden sand from a distance, but when you get closer, the shape turns into small spots of light. Zhang Liangsheng was very surprised as he watched along the way. The corridor itself was also unbelievably huge, especially the weird statues. Almost every one of them was too huge to see them all. Zhang Liangsheng didn't understand the origin of such statues. Only the shock in his heart gradually increased, and he became more and more curious about the space within this mysterious Pantheon. And who knows how long it took, Zhang Liangsheng suddenly began to hear a soft singing. Along with this singing, the golden mist became thicker and thicker. When the mist dissipated, what appeared in front of Zhang Liangsheng was a suspension bridge.At this time, Zhang Liangsheng discovered something strange. Maybe it was because they had been walking for a long time, or maybe there were some problems with the space itself - they seemed to have left the palace far away. Zhang Liangsheng turned his head and saw the palace that flickered in and out of the golden mist. The palace itself was also very huge, like a giant's habitat, and the top floor of the palace could not be seen. "After crossing this bridge, we only need to walk for a while to reach our destination." At this time, Lao Zhao suddenly said something softly, and then walked onto the bridge first. Zhang Liangsheng nodded silently and followed Lao Zhao onto the bridge. This is an ordinary wooden bridge, but due to the thick fog during the walk, Zhang Liangsheng could not see the surrounding scenery clearly. After leaving the suspension bridge, what Zhang Liangsheng saw was a river. The river was actually blue, a very clear blue. This kind of dark blue made Zhang Liangsheng startled - he seemed to have never seen such a river before. A river of colors. However, Lao Zhao's expression did not change at all. He seemed to have become accustomed to the scenery here. He circled half a circle and came to a river bank, where there happened to be a small boat. Lao Zhao stood on it, and Zhang Liangsheng also stood on it. "After crossing this river, we will reach our destination." "Is that Sky Burial Master right there?" Old Zhao was startled, and then murmured, "Ah... yes, that Sky Burial Master is right there." In Zhang Liangsheng's eyes, Lao Zhao was a stinky old man with a very bad personality who would die if he didn't satirize others. But he didn't know if it was an illusion. After he agreed to his request, his words became very rare. . At the same time, the whole person's temperament also underwent some subtle changes, but Zhang Liangsheng couldn't explain what it felt like. To use an analogy, it is like a chameleon with a very thin sense of existence but a real existence. Zhang Liangsheng could vaguely feel that Lao Zhao seemed to be deliberately reducing his sense of existence, but he could blend into any environment and become an existence that would not attract attention in that environment. Zhang Liangsheng felt that this was done intentionally by Lao Zhao. As for why he did this, he didn't know. In short, Zhang Liangsheng is now more curious about the challenge than fearful. I am not a fool, certainly not Lao Zhao. Logically speaking, if even Lao Zhao couldn't defeat a being, how could he defeat him?According to him, all this seems to be related to some kind of destiny. His destiny is very powerful. This is what Lao Zhao himself said. However, Zhang Liangsheng looked at Lao Zhao, who was standing silently at the stern of the boat, paddling in the fog, and wondered what his destiny was. His destiny is very powerful, but what about his own? What is his own destiny? If you asked Lao Zhao this question, he probably wouldn't tell himself. At most, he would just say don't ask about things that have nothing to do with you. He didn't know when he would reach the end of the row. Zhang Liangsheng felt that in this mist, the singing was getting louder and louder, but it was not unpleasant, but very pleasant. At the same time, his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier. Zhang Liangsheng didn't think there was anything strange, but it felt very natural. Yes, he has experienced so many things before, isn't it normal to feel tired now? Anyway, I don’t know when and how long it will take to reach the other shore, so I might as well get some sleep first. After thinking of this, Zhang Liangsheng stretched, then yawned, and then prepared to lie down on the small boat and take a nap. At this moment, Zhang Liangsheng suddenly felt a sharp pain in his arm, and the singing in his head suddenly stopped - a strong sound of wind and a strong fishy smell stimulated his senses. The inexplicable sharp pain in his arm made Zhang Liangsheng feel angry. He turned around and found that Lao Zhao had stopped rowing at some point, and a hand was holding his arm tightly. "what are you doing!" "What do you think?" Looking at Lao Zhao's playful and teasing expression, Zhang Liangsheng was a little confused, but at this time, he suddenly discovered a problem. Zhang Liangsheng looked down and found that he was not in the center of the boat, but standing at the bow - one of his feet had left the boat and stepped out towards the dark blue river. What made him even more horrified was that a woman with blue hair in a white dress was floating in the river. Her cheeks were blurred, making it difficult to see clearly, but her hands were opened wide as if to embrace Zhang Liangsheng. "This, this is...""Don't worry about what it is. Just know that if you are dragged down, never think about coming up again." Zhang Liangsheng returned to the boat with some trembling. Seeing that Zhang Liangsheng sat down on the boat with his legs weak, Lao Zhao also returned to his position again and started paddling. At this time, the singing in his ears began to ring again, and the fog became even worse. Zhang Liangsheng could not even see the figure of Lao Zhao a few steps away. In the thick fog, Zhang Liangsheng could see All that was clear was the palm placed in front of him from an extreme distance. "Did I hallucinate just now?" Out of uneasiness, Zhang Liangsheng shouted loudly. "Yes, be careful not to concentrate on listening to the singing, and don't fall asleep, then you will be fine." "Can't you tell me what's going on? Are these things mermaids?" "..." Zhang Liangsheng was full of doubts, but there was no response from Lao Zhao for a long time. He didn't know if he had fallen into hallucination again, or if Lao Zhao simply didn't want to pay attention to him. "Damn...what the hell is going on in this ghost place..." Zhang Liangsheng slapped his forehead hard, trying to wake himself up. He did what Lao Zhao said and stopped himself from concentrating on the singing. The best way is, of course, to sit cross-legged and meditate. Cultivation is actually the most draining thing on your mind. Once you start, there will be no end. Now at this time, Zhang Liangsheng feels that cultivation is such a comfortable thing. In this way, Zhang Liangsheng no longer cared about the fog and singing, and concentrated on practicing. It wasn't until someone shook his arm again that he woke up. Looking up, I found that Lao Zhao had left the boat and was sitting on a winding road in front. "Let's go, we're already here." Zhang Liangsheng got off the boat and walked up the winding path. Before leaving, he looked back and found countless transparent and translucent figures swaying on the shore, like a group of people who were nowhere to be seen. There is nothing to go to, like a wandering ghost. Suddenly, Zhang Liangsheng felt a panic in his heart, and he left quickly and followed Lao Zhao.When Zhang Liangsheng caught up with Lao Zhao, Lao Zhao glanced at the pale Zhang Liangsheng and said, "Those are not people, they are just hallucinations." "The hallucination is so real? And...if you say that, it means you have seen it, right?" Old Zhao said calmly, "Of course, I am still a living person and need to sleep and eat, so I can naturally see hallucinations." "Why do we see that hallucination?" "Because of the word fate." Zhang Liangsheng was startled and looked at Lao Zhao with a calm expression in surprise. This was an answer he didn't expect at all. The word fate? Because of the word fate, you will see those things that look like ghosts? "Those things are not wronged souls that have nothing to do with you, but fate that has something to do with you." Lao Zhao did not look at Zhang Liangsheng and walked in front. As he walked, he said quietly, "When you are alive, you will always have many fates. Among them are the good ones you desire, and the bad ones you want to escape." Fate, it’s just these words, when you look back after you have lived your whole life..." Lao Zhao paused and stopped moving forward. At this time, Zhang Liangsheng saw that in front of them, the fog had completely dissipated, and a Buddha statue appeared in its place. Maybe it was because Zhang Liangsheng himself didn't care about Buddhism in the mortal world. In short, he didn't quite understand which Buddha this statue was. However, looking at this thing, he felt an inexplicable intimacy in his heart. "It's just that these fates are not mine after all. Mortals like you can't choose and be picky. Looking back, it turns out that's how it is... This is the end of everything." Zhang Liangsheng stared at the sad-looking old Zhao with a complex look, and suddenly felt that this person was something he couldn't see through.