There are many bridges in West Lake, but no bridge is more famous than a broken bridge. ◇↓◇↓Xiao◇↓Small◇↓

The Broken Bridge is not only a scene, but also a love. Bai Suzhen, Xu Xian and Broken Bridge are also inseparable.

Of course, the heavier thing is that the broken bridge is not really a broken bridge. It is said that the broken bridge was called Duanjia Bridge a long time ago. This may be one of the origins of the broken bridge and cannot be verified.

This is roughly the fallacies of the world, just like the so-called "Huashan" in the travel notes of Baochan Mountain, which was rumored to be "Huashan".

It seems that the snow of the winter has accumulated, which has allowed the scenery of the broken bridge and the remaining snow to reach the perfect artistic level.

The white embankment on the lake is snow, and the bridge is snow. Only the frozen lake water appears as black as ink.

The blackness of the lake, the whiteness of the snow, and the black and white complement each other, making the world clear.

Most of the time the world is confused by black and white. When black and white are clearly distinguished, it rarely appears. Once it appears, it becomes particularly conspicuous.

Black and white are the purest colors. Because of purity, this black and white scroll outlined between heaven and earth looks particularly thrilling.

There is someone on the bridge, wearing black clothes, set off with white snow on the bridge, like a demon in mythology, standing proudly and having the demeanor of dominating the world.

The Demon Lord put on pure black clothes, black from head to toe, waiting on the Broken Bridge.

He is not Bai Suzhen, nor is he waiting for Xu Xian.

But he is indeed waiting.

What is waiting for is not love, but closure.

He stood with his hands behind his back, above the broken bridge and snow. This is the best place to see the distant mountains and near water.

The mountains are white, and the water is of course black.

White mountains and black waters, auspicious snow is clear.

The coldest time is not when it snows, but when it melts.

The snow will not disappear at this moment, and it will be cold even after a while.

The coldest thing is not the weather, but the murderous aura that comes leisurely, from far to near, is not concealed, but only he can feel.

Such accuracy makes people feel that the net is vast and unavoidable in the beginning of life.

He was dressed in a single black dress. When anyone saw him, he had to take a look.

But today may be too cold, or too early, and the population is sparse. It is not eye-catching.

The lake waves in the distance began to ripple, revealing a white dot.

It was a small boat that was rowing from the condensed lake waves, with ripples separated, fine and even, and there was no slurry on the boat. A man stood on the bow of the boat in white.

White clothes are better than snow, and long swords are flying.

Nothing like this is like this with a sword flying immortal.

The two are exactly the same, from their nose to their eyebrows to their figure, they are all similar.

Li Zhichang came, so naturally and so suddenly.

The lake is still, but the boats are flying, but it does not make people feel that it destroys the tranquility.

Instead, it is vivid in tranquility, as if it injects a different kind of spiritual energy and vitality into this ink and wash landscape painting.

This is like a great master who suddenly outlines a stroke on his well-made ink painting, which immediately raised the artistic conception of this painting to a higher level. It is indescribable and finally became a rare treasure and a lifelong masterpiece.

This artistic conception seems to fly from the sky and suddenly appears. There is no trace of coming, the charm is long, without any abruptness.

The two of them looked at each other at almost the same moment, without hesitation, both of them were as clear as ever.

Li Zhichang's white clothes were graceful, extremely elegant and elegant, with a slightly bent mouth.

If the Buddha picked up the flowers,

Everyone was silent. Kashyapa smiled alone,

Don’t laugh at the common people, don’t laugh at yourself.

Just for the time being,

Happy in my heart.

The Demon Lord was cold, his eyes were like a knife and a sword, falling in the void, without even a spark, and finally melted silently.

White clothes are like snow,

Black hair is as ink.

The boat stopped abruptly.

Both of them seem to have become the center of heaven and earth, two different centers of gravity.

The lake water is like ink and the remaining snow on the bridge and embankment, like the black and white sides of Tai Chi.

Li Zhi often occupies the center of the black face, and the demon lord occupies the center of the white face.

There is white in black, and there is black in white.

There is yang in yin and yin in yang.

"In the Dharma-Ending World, heaven and earth have no way. If you seek the way, you will never succeed."

The Demon Lord's words are as cold as a knife and as sharp as a sword, and they are going to split Li Zhichang's impure Taoist heart.

"My Tao is not obtained from heaven and earth, but outside the heaven and earth, it comes like a meteor."

Li Zhi often talks with a slight look, calm and calm, and impeccable.

What he is powerful is not the counterattack, but just now, the Demon Lord's spirit was as solid as it was, but was quietly resolved by him. He said something calmly without any effort.

This effort is easy to say, but it is rare.

Because the stronger he is, the stronger the Demon Lord is.

The devil is one foot taller and the devil is one foot taller, but Li Zhichang seems to be at ease, which makes the devil who originally found out about Li Zhichang also feel confused.

This was what Li Zhichangle saw, but not what the Demon Lord wanted to see.

He transforms into heaven and knows all human hearts, joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness.

The Demon Lord knew that Li Zhi was as calm as water and was transcendent and elegant as he was, so his own manifestation of temperament was also very similar, not the devil's irritability.

But now he couldn't help but feel irritable. It was obvious that everyone was the same, why did you look like you were determined to be me? That expression made people feel particularly unpleasant, even more disgusting than Sakyamuni.

He used all means to intimidate and threaten Sakyamuni, but left the other party unscathed.

When Manjushri achieved enlightenment, he led a hundred thousand demon army to bully the few, but was completely killed by Manjushri.

He could not care about these frustrated past events, but Li Zhichang was not as good as Manjushri or Sakyamuni. Why did he let him be frustrated?

Even if the other party's soul and flesh are special and can free him from the desire realm, he cannot tolerate Li Zhichang's contempt.

You should know that all beings are demons, and demons are common people. As long as all beings have no complete demonic nature, they can be immortal.

I don’t know how much stronger than Li Zhichang, why can the other party care so much about him?

Only when a practitioner fears the demons as if they are like a tiger and dare not neglect them, can he let the omnipresent demons bring disasters, and let them fall into the path of demons and not turn over.

The Demon Lord was very dissatisfied with Li Zhichang's attitude.

The demon is cold and emotional.

He needs to let Li Zhichang see his anger and the majesty of the Demon Lord.

Li Zhichang felt scared, afraid, and despair, and finally enjoyed the other person's flesh and blood and soul.

But Li Zhichang's power was never expected.

As the world changes, the broken bridge is still there, and the remaining snow is still there.

But there were no people by the lake, and even the figures on the bridge disappeared.

The broken bridge and the broken snow were left, and the white dike West Lake were left, and the world seemed to be dyed gray.

All the scenery is still, except for Li Zhichang and the Demon Lord.

The Demon Lord knew that if reality was a third dimension, this was a second dimension.

This can be said to be a fantasy world or a flat world.

There is no passage of time, and it is attached to the real world, or an image taken by the real world.

Li Zhichang actually discovered some of the mystery of time and space. This was beyond his expectations. This was a means that only the Golden Immortal had.

But Li Zhichang is definitely not a Golden Immortal.

Of course, Li Zhichang is not a golden immortal, and he cannot travel through time and space.

You can't go to the past, nor to the future.

He just temporarily cuts reality and separates it.

There is no past or future in this battle.

Only now! (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!