254. All things are tools and I am laws!

"Are all I see true?" Fan Zhengcheng murmured to himself.&*Fastest update**

"What did you see?" Ye Pengfei asked in response.

"False, empty... This world is not a real existence." Fan Zhengcheng looked like a terribly face, looked at Ye Pengfei up and down, and then said tremblingly, "You are real, you are real! Could it be that this world is really just an illusion? I, they, and these thousands of mountains and rivers, and the great rivers, are actually all just to trap Mr. and others, so they exist for a short time?"

"You are right." Ye Pengfei smiled slightly, "To be more precise, this illusion was set up by me to improve my own state of mind. As the master of this illusion, I am very curious, how did you see through this illusion?"

Although he smiled slightly, he felt a little nervous.

You should know that breaking the illusion requires cultivation of mind. Fan Zhengcheng, looking horizontally and vertically, is a scholar, an absolute ordinary person, where does he get a brilliant mind? If he says "I dreamed of it", it would be a big joke.

Fortunately, Fan Zhengcheng did not answer immediately. Look at his changing face, he seemed to be trying to organize the right words.

If Ye Pengfei could see through Fan Zhengcheng's heart at first sight like the maid just now, there would be no need to worry about it. However, Fan Zhengcheng was probably the most difficult existence since Ye Pengfei entered the illusion. After carefully looking at Fan Zhengcheng, he said indifferently: "Let's sit down and talk slowly. Anyway, I will not let this illusion disappear in a while."

Although the voice was still light, Ye Pengfei felt like he was in a state of turmoil.&*The fastest update＊＊It seemed that he had grasped some tricks, but he couldn't see it in detail.

"Is it the true meaning of the devil? Or is my state of mind at a critical pass?"

No matter what it is, it is certain that as long as you truly grasp it, there will definitely be endless benefits!

Walking into this large green tiled house, the elegant furnishings inside lit up Ye Pengfei's eyes.

A wooden table, a bamboo chair, and a jade zither on the table form a timeless picture.

This scroll has nothing to do with cultivation, but it can make Ye Pengfei feel excited. The longer he watches, the more he feels endless aftertaste and is extremely wonderful.

Fan Zhengcheng behind him had no sound. His face changed, and he didn't know what he was thinking. As the master, he even forgot to move more chairs out to greet the guests, let alone others.

Ye Pengfei didn't care, let alone Fan Zhengcheng's body was not suppressed and his actions were like a mortal. So what if he had the cultivation of transforming the gods? This is an illusion. He is an existence evolved from the illusion. It is impossible for him to have the ability to transcend the illusion and pose any threat to himself.

So Ye Pengfei didn't say anything and savored the timeless painting for a while. Then, he turned his head to look at the four walls.

On the wall of the left hand, there is a note hanging. The strokes are refreshing, and even make people forget to study the meaning of the note.

"'The trees in the garden are sad and see flowers for three times, and they still dream thousands of miles away." Fan Zhengcheng, is this your practice when you first saw the illusion?"

After appreciating the strokes, Ye Pengfei was surprised to find that the meaning of this character was actually quite related to the illusion.

"Yes, sir is very accurate." Fan Zhengcheng said with some slight thoughts, "More than four months ago, Fan suddenly realized something. So he wrote this piece."

"Oh?" Ye Pengfei asked with interest, "What were you doing at that time, why did you realize that this is actually just an illusion?"

"Playing the piano." Fan Zhengcheng pointed to the Yaoqin on the table and said, "I have lost my humbleness and stayed with this Yaoqin. Fan would play two songs from time to time to recall his deceased wife... Alas, there is nothing to remember in this way. Everything is a phantom. What's the matter with or without it?"

Such grief is the most likely to infect people who enter the country. Fortunately, Ye Pengfei was already alert when he decided to enter the world to comprehend. So he nodded slightly and said nothing.

"Can you play another song to make Ye Mouyi happy?"

"So it's Mr. Ye." Fan Zhengcheng said in a cold voice, "Since everything is illusory, what's the difference between playing or not playing?"

Ye Pengfei was speechless for a moment.

Of course he couldn't say that because he couldn't break this illusion, he had to listen to the sound of the piano to see if he could suddenly understand something like Fan Zhengcheng. If he told the truth, he might have any wrong thoughts.

The illusion cannot kill oneself, but if it is "killed" repeatedly, it is not a pleasing thing.

After thinking about it, Ye Pengfei smiled and said, "Since everything is illusory, then why did Mr. Fan harass those beautiful women?"

"I'm harassing them?" Fan Zhengcheng smiled bitterly, "Mr. Ye thought, would Fan be that kind of person?"

Hearing Fan Zhengcheng say this, Ye Pengfei couldn't help but nod and said, "Look at how you look, you are indeed a gentleman, not a lie, but..."

Originally, Ye Pengfei's words made Fan Zhengcheng's mood slightly improve. But this twist made him ask anxiously: "It's just what?"

Ye Pengfei laughed and said, "But as the saying goes, knowing people, but not your heart. If you don't tell the whole story, how can I know what kind of person you are?"

"Mr. Ye was joking."

Looking at Ye Pengfei with a smile on his face and his eyes full of jokes, somehow Fan Zhengcheng felt much better.

"I forgot to serve Mr. Ye, forgive me for my sins. Sit for a while, then Fan will prepare."

"I'd better build a pot of good tea for Mr. Fan, it's really good tea!"

Ye Pengfei laughed and waved his hand. A beautiful Eight Immortals table, two sandalwood ring chairs, and a set of quaint tea sets appeared in front of the two people.

"It's actually true!" Fan Zhengcheng screamed in surprise.

If someone comes to visit him at this time, he probably has a better reputation as "Fan Crazy".

"Of course it's true." Ye Pengfei smiled, "Everything has its own reasons. As long as you cast the corresponding spell, you can naturally..."

Ye Pengfei was talking, and Fan Zhengcheng suddenly became excited.

"That's it! That's it!!"

"What's the matter?" Ye Pengfei asked in surprise.

"All things are tools and I am Dharma! That's it!!" Fan Zhengcheng said in surprise and joy, "That's what I realized that day is exactly the truth!!!"

All things are instruments and I am law?

It was like a spring thunder that had not arrived for a long time finally exploded in the sea of ​​consciousness!!!

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Chapter completed!