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- There are many bridges in the West Lake, but no bridge is more famous than the Broken Bridge. ¡ó¡ý¡ó¡ýС¡ó¡ý said,
The broken bridge is not only a scene, but also a feeling. Bai Suzhen, Xu Xian and the broken bridge are also inseparable.
Of course, what¡¯s more serious is that the Broken Bridge is not really a broken bridge. It is said that a long time ago, the Broken Bridge was also called Duanjia Bridge. This may be one of the origins of the Broken Bridge, which cannot be verified.
The fallacy of the world is mostly like this. For example, the so-called "Huashan" in the travel notes of Praise Chan Mountain is said to be "Huashan".
It seems that a whole winter of snow has accumulated, which makes the scenery of the broken bridge and the remaining snow reach a perfect artistic level.
The white embankment on the lake is covered with snow, and the bridge is also covered with snow. Only the frozen lake water appears as black as ink.
The blackness of the lake and the whiteness of the snow make the world distinct.
Most of the time, the world is confused with black and white. When black and white are clear, they rarely appear. Once they appear, they are particularly conspicuous.
Black and white are the purest colors. Because of their purity, this black and white picture drawn between heaven and earth is particularly thrilling.
There is a person on the bridge, dressed in black, against the white snow on the bridge, like a mythical devil, standing proudly, with the air of domineering the world.
The Demon Lord put on pure black clothes, covered in black from head to toe, and waited on the broken bridge.
He is not Bai Suzhen, and it is not Xu Xian who is waiting for her.
But he is indeed waiting.
What is waiting is not love, but ending.
He stood with his hands behind his back, on top of the remaining snow on the broken bridge. This is the best place to view the scenery, with distant mountains and near water, giving you an unobstructed view.
The mountains are also white, and the water is of course black.
??White mountains and black waters, auspicious snow and early sunshine.
The coldest time is not when it snows, but when it melts.
At this moment, the snow is about to disappear, and it is suddenly warm and cold.
The coldest thing is not the weather, but the murderous aura that comes leisurely, from far to near, the murderous aura that is not concealed but only he can feel.
It is so precise that it gives people the feeling that the sky is full of chaos at the beginning of life and there is no escape.
He was wearing a black singlet. No matter who saw it, they had to take a second look.
But today it may be too cold, it may be too early, and there are few people. Not eye-catching.
The waves of the lake in the distance began to ripple, revealing a white spot.
It was a small boat rowing from the condensed lake waves. The ripples were separated, fine and even, and there was no slurry on the boat. A man in white clothes stands on the bow of the boat.
"White clothes are better than snow, and swords are like flying."
"It's impossible to fly to an immortal with just one sword."
The two are exactly the same, from their noses to their eyebrows to their bodies, everything is similar.
Li Zhichang came, so naturally and so suddenly.
The surface of the lake is still, but the boat does not disturb the tranquility.
On the contrary, it is vivid in silence. It seems that this ink landscape painting has been injected with a different kind of aura and a different kind of vitality.
"It's like a great master suddenly sketches a stroke on a finished ink painting, which immediately raises the artistic conception of the painting to a higher level. It's so wonderful that it finally becomes a rare treasure and a lifetime masterpiece.
This kind of artistic conception seems to fly from the sky and appear suddenly. There is no trace, the charm is long, and there is no abruptness at all.
The two people¡¯s eyes were almost at the same moment. Staring at the other party, there was no hesitation and everything was clear.
Li Zhichang is dressed elegantly in white, elegant and elegant, with slightly curved mouth corners.
If the Buddha had picked up flowers,
Everyone was silent. Kasyapa smiled alone,
Don¡¯t laugh at the common people, don¡¯t laugh at yourself.
Just because I feel happy at this moment,
"My heart is happy."
The Demon Lord was cold and stern, his gaze was like a knife, like a sword, it fell in the void without even a spark, and finally melted away silently.
The clothes are as white as snow,
Black hair like ink.
The boat suddenly stopped.
Both of them seem to have become the center of the world, two different centers of gravity.
The lake water is like ink and the remaining snow on the bridge embankment is like the black and white sides of Tai Chi.
And Li Zhichang occupies the center of the black side, and the Demon Lord occupies the center of the white side.
There is white in black, and black in white.
There is yang in yin, and yin in yang.
"In the age of the Dharma End, there is no way in the world. If you seek the way, you will never succeed."
The Demon Lord's words were as cold as a cold knife and as sharp as a sharp sword, and they were about to split open Li Zhichang's Taoist heart.
"My way is not found in heaven and earth. It is outside heaven and earth, coming like a shooting star."
Li Zhi often talks eloquently, his expression is calm and calm, and he has nothing to do.Picky.
What¡¯s so powerful about him is not his words of counterattack, but just now, the spirit of the Demon Lord was like a substance, pressing on his heart, but he quietly resolved it and spoke calmly without any effort.
This skill is easy to say, but rare.
Because as strong as he is, the Demon Lord is as strong as he is.
"The devil is as tall as the Taoist, but Li Zhichang seems to be able to do it with ease, which makes the demon master who originally figured out Li Zhichang also have doubts.
This is what Li Zhichang wants to see, but it is not what the Demon Lord wants to see.
He transforms into a free heaven and knows all human hearts, joys, angers, sorrows and joys.
The Demon Lord knew that Li Zhichang¡¯s heart was as light as water, detached and elegant, so his manifested temperament was also very similar, not the irritable temper of the Demon Lord.
But now he couldn't help but feel irritable. Obviously everyone is the same, why do you look like you are sure of me? That kind of look makes people particularly uncomfortable, even more disgusting than Sakyamuni.
He had used every means to intimidate and threaten Sakyamuni, but he had left him unscathed.
When Manjusri became enlightened, he led an army of 100,000 demons and wanted to bully the few, but was killed by Manjusri.
These past experiences of failure did not bother him, but Li Zhichang was not comparable to Manjushri, let alone Sakyamuni, so why should he be frustrated?
Even though the other person¡¯s soul, flesh and blood are special and can free him from the world of desire, he cannot bear Li Zhichang¡¯s contempt.
You must know that all living beings are demons, and demons are all living beings. As long as the demonic nature of living beings is not exhausted, they will remain immortal.
He is much stronger than Zhu Li Zhichang, so why can the other party be so indifferent to him.
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The Demon Lord was very dissatisfied with Li Zhichang's attitude.
The devil is cold and emotional.
He needs to let Li Zhichang see his anger and the majesty of the devil.
Let Li Zhichang feel fear, fear, and despair, and finally enjoy the other person's flesh, blood, and soul.
But Li Zhichang¡¯s power was beyond his expectation.
The world has changed, but the broken bridge is still there, and the remaining snow is still there.
There are no people around the lake, and even the people on the bridge have disappeared.
There is only two people left on the broken bridge and the white embankment of the West Lake, and the world seems to be dyed gray.
All the scenery is still, except for Li Zhichang and the Demon Lord.
The Demon Lord knows that if reality is the third dimension, this is the second dimension.
?This can be said to be a fantasy world or a two-dimensional world.
There is no passage of time, it is attached to the real world, or an image taken in the real world.
Li Zhichang actually discovered part of the mystery of time and space, which was beyond his expectation. This is a method that only Jinxian has.
But Li Zhichang is definitely not a golden immortal.
Of course Li Zhichang is not a golden immortal, nor can he travel through time and space.
You can¡¯t go to the past, and you can¡¯t go to the future.
He just temporarily separated himself from reality and became independent.
This battle has no past and no future.
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