Chapter 1769: Abandoned Zhenzhen
“Really…”
The more Zhang Fan understood, the more uncomfortable he felt.
He was amazed at the endless mystery of the Great Dao of Truth and Falsehood, but also felt a little sad because it did not truly belong to him.
It's like having a peerless beauty in front of you, but you can only feast your eyes on her in vain.
Feeling lost, Zhang Fan suddenly had another thought: "However, it is still unknown who will be the true and false avenues. Even if the person behind the scenes sees us as pawns, he has given us a chance to make contact with the true one after all."
"There is no corner in the world that cannot be dug..."
Zhang Fan quickly regained his spirits and devoted himself to understanding the changes between truth and falsehood.
Having taken a step towards escaping the shackles, he has realized that in addition to direct plundering through killing each other, his own understanding can also enhance his perception of the changes between truth and falsehood.
In fact, it might be more "reliable" to comprehend it yourself than to take it from other Destiny Children.
With this belief, Zhang Fan fell into a long period of seclusion.
No matter how treacherous and bloody the outside world was, he remained steadfast in his enlightenment.
As time passed, Li Fan's chess pieces scattered across the mountains and seas gradually died in silence.
From the initial grand scene that spread across the mountains and seas, to now with only a handful of people left, the rapidity of the change was truly unexpected.
The root of the problem is that the "truth" of a certain time and place cannot be called "truth" at all.
There is no reversal force that can reset the entire mountain and sea in an instant. There are countless strong people in the mountain and sea, and there are too many ways to deal with "Zhenzhen".
It seems to be just a slight difference in numbers, but it is actually an essential difference.
When Zhang Fan woke up from his sleep, he immediately realized this.
He felt ashamed of his past arrogance and ignorance: "I'm really like a newborn calf who's not afraid of a tiger. I thought that with the advantage of the True Repentance, I could conquer any mountain or sea. In fact, as long as I reach the Saint realm, I can probably break the True Repentance's protection and suppress it directly."
"And there are so many Mountain and Sea Saints! If they join forces..."
With a thought in mind, Zhang Fan silently recited the seven words "When the truth becomes false, the false becomes true."
It was as if he was looking at the entire mountain and sea from a perspective of "True." He had a general idea of the true and false paths that drifted between the mountains and the sea.
"I've only been in seclusion for a short time, and the number has dropped so much."
"No... there are still a lot of them, gathering in a certain place!" Zhang Fan's expression changed. He didn't dare to really look, but just sensed silently.
While I was horrified, I also felt a little compassion.
In the past, countless Destiny Sons were present, what a lively scene. He also wanted to gather everyone together to find out who was behind the scenes.
Now it seems...
"Having the Great Dao of True and Falsehood within one's grasp is indeed a supreme blessing. However, the risks of concealing one's true identity are truly terrifying. The Saints are watching closely, and as a mere Destiny Child, there's really no good way to escape."
Thinking of this, the thoughts that Zhang Fan had during this retreat became even stronger.
That is...
He wants to abandon the true and false paths and comprehend other paths that truly belong to him!
This decision was incredible even to Zhang Fan himself.
The great way to heaven is within reach. Why don't you seize the opportunity to cultivate, but instead neglect the essential and pursue other lesser paths?
It is extremely unwise.
But Zhang Fan knew that he had reasons to do so.
"Because [Zhenzhen] doesn't belong to me after all!" Zhang Fan sighed again.
He spent long periods of seclusion practicing, always trying to grasp it more tightly, but the distance between him and the true and false path did not get any closer.
There is no alienation either.
Instead, it is always close yet distant, as if it had been set long ago.
After countless failures, Zhang Fan finally decided to give up.
“He who knows himself is enlightened; he who knows himself is wise.”
"Giving up a mountain does not mean losing all the mountains in the world. Maybe I can find the one that truly belongs to me..." Zhang Fan tried hard to convince himself in his heart.
Although he has officially decided to give up on comprehending the truth and falsehood, it does not prevent Zhang Fan from continuing to regard [True] as a "handy tool".
"Perhaps it really can't completely reverse the situation at this moment in time, but releasing it at a critical moment of life and death will definitely cause some disruption."
"And all the saints believe that the greatest trump card of the Sons of Destiny is Huanzhen. Perhaps this is my chance..."
Zhang Fan's eyes flashed, and in the blink of an eye, a wooden fishing rod appeared in his hand.
At the same time, a silver vortex appeared between his eyebrows, and the sound of a knife being slowly sharpened seemed to reach his ears.
During his retreat, he did not actively comprehend these principles.
But they all took the initiative to pay tribute to Zhang Fan, and the relationship between them became closer and closer.
He seemed to have returned to that sheltered place, living a comfortable life with the fisherman, Xuanyuan Hong and others.
I searched for it hard but could not find it.
A willow tree grows into a shade by chance.
This is also one of the important reasons for Zhang Fan's change of concept.
Zhang Fan is not a stupid person. He has already vaguely guessed the reason why these great ways have changed.
"It must be because of me that he fell."
There is not much sadness in my heart, just a little melancholy.
However, Zhang Fan quickly put all the emotions behind him and began to comprehend the avenue that was entangled with him.
"Except for the path to immortality, it is not where I am."
"The rest all spontaneously gathered towards me..."
"Death, Fishing, Breaking Formations, Forgetting the Plan, Luck, Folding Paper."
Zhang Fan did not find any of the mysterious avenues obscure or difficult, but only felt that they were extremely close and familiar.
"Perhaps compared to the complete Great Dao of True and False, they are much weaker."
"But compared to the incomplete ones, it's really..."
"They are actually stronger!"
“A bird in the hand is worth many in the bush!”
Zhang Fan gritted his teeth and finally made a decision.
In an instant, it was as if his obsession was cut off, and Zhang Fan felt completely relaxed.
All the complicated emotions that he had felt before when facing "Huan Zhen" also disappeared.
All that remains is the indifference that if I get it, I am lucky, if I lose it, I will die.
"If you are in my hand, I will regard you as a magic weapon. If you are gone..."
"Then just treat it as a broken magic weapon."
Zhang Fan smiled lightly.
Although he had been torn between true and false enlightenment for many years and finally decided to switch to a new cultivation path, it did not mean that all his efforts over the years were in vain.
Zhang Fan vaguely realized that the changes between truth and falsehood had many similarities with the avenues that entangled him, such as beheading and fishing.
"Or rather, the relationship between the Transformation of True and False and all the great ways of the mountains and seas is the same. It's like the foundation of the mountains and seas. Comprehending the Transformation of True and False, and then comprehending the other great ways, can achieve twice the result with half the effort. Conversely, if one has a firm grasp of all the other great ways of the mountains and seas, then the Transformation of True and False will naturally become even more proficient."
Zhang Fan seemed to be thinking about something, so he went into seclusion again.
Originally, the various great ways in his body were separate and independent of each other.
But as time goes by, fishing, beheading, luck, paper stacking, etc. seem to be slowly beginning to merge.
The change between truth and falsehood is like their fusion agent.
As a result, all the paths that originally belonged to the former divine visitors of Shanhai converged on Zhang Fan.
All the paths are integrated, especially the avenues of mountains and seas.
The time required is extremely long, and is calculated based on the life scale of mountains and seas.
Zhang Fan seemed to have fallen into a deep sleep.
And the extraordinary fortune of mountains and seas also seems to be playing a role in the dark.
Zhang Fan just sat here quietly, meditating and practicing.
During the long period of time, huge thoughts kept sweeping above.
But no trace of Zhang Fan was found.
After an unknown amount of time, all the aura on Zhang Fan's body subsided. It was as if he had disappeared from the mountains and sea.
And the lifespan of Shanhai is about to come to an end.
Good fortune can no longer protect you from the possibilities, and Daoyan will swallow you up.
However, the Dao of Yan, which could swallow mountains and seas, was ineffective against Zhang Fan.
The dark waves rolled and crashed through my body.
It didn't affect Zhang Fan at all.
However, after noticing something strange around him, Zhang Fan finally woke up slowly.
"Hmm? How long have I slept?"
Zhang Fan was a little surprised, but after realizing his own realm, all emotions disappeared.
“Is this sanctification?”
Feeling his current condition, Zhang Fan looked a little puzzled.
The endless mountains and seas he saw in the past no longer seemed so majestic in his vision.
If your shoulders can bear it, your body should be at the same level as it.
"Mountains and seas are nothing more than this."
Zhang Fan couldn't help but have such thoughts in his mind.
Breaking through to the saint realm through transcendence should have been an earth-shattering event.
However, what happened to Zhang Fan was so silent.
It happened naturally without any noise.
There wasn't even any fluctuation in his breath.
He was sanctified.
To be honest, Zhang Fan still felt a little disappointed because he hadn't been able to personally experience the thrilling moment of becoming a saint.
"Fortunately, we have finally completed this step."
"Now, I have enough strength. I no longer need to fear anyone between the mountains and the sea."
Zhang Fan originally thought he would first go to the place behind the scenes he had sensed and confront the Lord of Return. However, after realizing that the Son of Destiny was nearly extinct and that the Great Avenue of True and Falsehood was gathering not far away, he changed his mind.
But he changed his mind.
"Someone has to seek justice for you."
"Let me, the one who survived, do it."
Zhang Fan took light steps and walked towards the depths of the mountains and seas.
There, all the saints gather.
But the full attention of all the mountain and sea saints was focused on one place.
There was not even any reaction to Zhang Fan's arrival.
Zhang Fan also looked over there.
A towering tree stands in the void.
Countless figures were hanging upside down, like solidified fruits.
The true or false aura of the Great Dao on them, whether strong or weak, undoubtedly reveals their identity.
Son of destiny!
Zhang Fan also saw many familiar people among the countless figures.
Among them was Zhou Fan, who used the [Well-known] magical power to make him extremely embarrassed.
But that happened countless years ago, and Zhang Fan's resentment had long since faded away.
There is no resentment, but only deep sadness for them as they are also children of destiny.
Although they still have "Zhen Zhen" by their side, it seems that they have the power to start over at any time.
But all the Sons of Destiny were trapped in a powerful dream.
This is a binding net created by the saints of mountains and seas.
The influence distorted the concepts of the children of destiny.
The world they experienced was not the real world. What they thought was moving was actually not moving.
"The saints are..."
"Want to use Tianmingzi's body to comprehend the true and false path?"
This is what Zhang Fan thought at first.
But he soon realized something was wrong.
No one knows better than him how difficult it is to discern the true and false paths.
Even if you could draw on Tianmingzi's feelings and experiences, you would never be able to comprehend the truth or falsehood at all.
Zhang Fan was convinced that any attempt to comprehend the truth would be doomed to failure.
"Aside from the Lord of Truth, no one else in this world can truly comprehend and control truth and falsehood."
"So many years have passed. With the talents of the Saints, it's impossible for them not to realize this. So they are..."
What happened next explained the answer to Zhang Fan.
The mountains and seas are facing the end of the world, and the Tao is raging and boiling.
But the saints were not panicked at all.
From the tree covered with the seeds of destiny, strange fluctuations gradually emanated.
Zhang Fan was naturally very familiar with it.
"Really?!" He was shocked.
Only a faint light and shadow surged by, and was swallowed up by the mountains and seas by the Tao, but it returned and reappeared in the world.
It was as if the mountains and seas had been reset.
However, the big tree with countless Destiny Sons hanging on it is still there.
The saints are still here.
The mountains and seas that were supposed to be destroyed have regained some vitality because of this reset.
"But what's the point of doing this?" Zhang Fan was a little puzzled.
"Being alive is the meaning." A voice came, and the eyes of all the saints fell on Zhang Fan.
"Who are you?" Zhang Fan looked at the young man who appeared in front of him, his heart full of vigilance.
"Qiu Xinhui." The young man said lightly, and then asked, "Are you here to avenge them?"
His motive was exposed, but Zhang Fan didn't admit it. He just snorted coldly: "I did it to free them!"
Even though Zhang Fan felt that his current strength was enough to surpass all the saints, he still sensed a sense of danger from this young man.
Therefore, he did not take action immediately, but waited and saw what would happen.
For some reason, Qiu Xinhui's words always gave him an inexplicably familiar feeling.
"Liberation..." Qiu Xinhui smiled again.
He repeated, "Life has meaning. What you think is liberation..."
"Do they really want to?"
Sensing that he might not be able to win the argument, Zhang Fan narrowed his eyes and said, "Whether you are willing or not, I have the final say!"
"Why, you want to stop me?"
Facing the saints present, Zhang Fan was calm and fearless.
Even a little excited.
His life was really boring.
As soon as he came out of the village, he was punished by powerful people like the Fishing Master and had to stay in the Novice Village honestly.
I finally got out after a short fight.
But most of the days that followed were spent in seclusion and retreat.
Judging from his actual sensory experience, the life he had lived was less than a hundred years.
It can be said to be very bland.
Now that I have finally succeeded in my cultivation and have the opportunity to compete with the saints of mountains and seas, how could I miss it?
This is why he had to come here first.
He was ready to make a move, and in his sight, he could see the flash of swords appearing above the heads of the saints.
At this moment, a pale dot suddenly came into view.
The light of the deadly sword dimmed.
Zhang Fan was suddenly startled, but he already felt a hand on his shoulder.
"If you have something to say, please talk it over nicely. Don't hurt the relationship."
"After all, our goals are the same."
Although the other party did not say it explicitly, Zhang Fan knew who the "target" he was referring to.
The person behind the creation of countless "Sons of Destiny".
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