People are singing in the tide, but there is no crown

The old man's phantom smiled faintly and said, "I just borrowed your hiding place to avoid the rain. I have already thanked you with a vegetarian meal. Becoming a disciple is not a joke. You should leave now."

"I have nowhere else to go. Everyone says you are willing to teach. Please, please accept me as your apprentice!"

"My dear friend...tell me the reason for your persistence."

"I want to live, I want to learn to control my power, I want to become stronger... I want to do my part to welcome the arrival of a prosperous and peaceful world!"

"This is... Lihuo? Well, whatever. Born from fire, if you see it, the world will be at peace. I will accept you as my disciple and teach you how to control your power..."

Changli walked slowly on the stone road.

She walked to the door and saw the last phantom of an old man standing in front of the door with his hands behind his back.

"Master, are you really leaving?"

"Hahaha, my time as a teacher is coming to an end, and I can't accompany you on this journey any longer. Changli, you are very talented and will become a great man in the future. I am relieved that you will inherit my legacy..."

"Chang Li understands, but Master, I still have no clue about the person you asked me to find..."

"It's okay, it's okay... We will meet again someday. The unfinished game will eventually come to an end. The time has not come yet, but I, an old man, have left a game for that old friend, hahahaha..."

The sound faded away and Changli pushed open the door.

In front of me is another dark space.

She looked up and saw the sky was an unfinished chessboard.

The first moment she stepped into this space, a white piece landed steadily on the chessboard.

She pursed her lips and smiled faintly, "It looks like Master is going to win this last round."

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Ling An held Duanli's hand and stood in front of the final door.

He turned sideways to look at Duanli, who was panting and seemed to have just been busy with a lot of things.

Along the way, whenever there were any remaining elephants blocking the road, he would personally kill them.

Similarly, in order to take care of Tanli, once there is a mechanism blocking the way, she will be the one to jump around and decipher it.

With the division of labor between the two phases, the progress is not slow.

I was quite satisfied with the short leave and had no complaints at all.

It can be seen that she is very happy to be with Ling An.

just.

Ling An looked at the door in front of him...

He had a hunch that the end of the mirage was here.

Ahead, the time turbulence of the past and present intersects with each other.

Intersection means the end.

Along the way, he has come to understand that the little girl following him is just a memory that can only exist in a mirage.

She was extremely real, but short-lived.

The saddest thing is that as a short-lived memory, one thinks that one really exists.

"What's wrong?" Duanli seemed to notice Ling An's hesitation and asked, looking up.

"Nothing." Ling An shook his head, as if he had made up his mind.

No matter how short the memory is, as long as you have experienced it, it is real.

Even if he steps through this door, Danli will disappear and he will be the only one who remembers all the memories.

so what?

Always remember, there will be reverberations.

He reached out and rubbed the fluffy hair on the short head, and said in a gentle voice: "Do you think the process is more important, or the result is more important?"

Duan Li was stunned for a moment, and asked curiously: "Why do you suddenly ask this? Well...but since you asked me, I think the result is more important!"

Ling An smiled and shook his head: "I think the process is also very important."

"That's all that matters!" Duanli said loudly, smiling like a flower.

"Yes."

Ling An whispered, pushed open the door and stepped in.

Hanging above my head, on the chessboard that replaced the sky, black pieces fell.

In the dark space, Ling An looked at the figure that suddenly appeared in front of him and asked in surprise: "Chang Li?"

The figure turned around and saw Ling An. She smiled and said, "It's me."

Sure enough, the two parallel timelines converge here, announcing the end of the story.

"Chao Mei..."

"If I guess correctly, she should be playing chess." Chang Li pointed above his head.

There, the situation on the chessboard was tense.

"I see." Ling An nodded silently. After confirming that Chao Mei was safe, he had nothing to worry about.

At this time, Chang Li suddenly pointed at Ling An's side and asked, "Why are you holding a phantom?"

"Phantom?" Ling An was stunned and looked down.

Duanli, who was originally jumping around beside him, had long disappeared.

All that was left in his hand was the phantom of a little girl.

Can't talk, can't move.

Just standing beside him silently, as quiet as a statue.

No wonder I haven't heard her voice since I came in.

Sure enough, just as he guessed, after entering here, the brief memories will eventually become illusions.

Ling An stared at her in a daze.

For a moment, I couldn't describe the feeling in my heart.

All I know is that the little girl who was so lively just now will never appear again from this moment on.

She remained in the past forever.

Ling An raised his head silently and his eyes fell on Chang Li.

He forced a smile and whispered, "She is someone I met on the road. She's a very interesting child."

"Really...?" Chang Li's eyes were also quietly staring at Ling An.

She seemed to have noticed something, but didn't say anything.

At this moment, the chessboard above his head also came to a standstill.

The two chess players seem to be considering how to make their move.

Finally, in the space, a white piece rose towards the chessboard and landed steadily.

At the same time, a scream suddenly came from the darkness not far away.

Ling An looked up and saw several craftsmen from the Canxing Society running towards him screaming.

"Hurry... run! This mirage will eat people!"

They fled in all directions, and just as Ling An was about to step forward to catch them, a green light-stepping beast suddenly pounced out and pinned down a craftsman.

In a blink of an eye, he twisted his head off.

In an instant, the space with the two of them as the center began to shrink slowly, squeezing towards the center.

"It seems that we must break through here!" Ling An's expression was stern, and he said decisively:

"You deal with the Light-Trampling Beast, and I will destroy this place!"

The Light-Treading Beast that suddenly appeared was different from the Raging Wave-level Light-Treading Beast that he subdued in Chengxiao Mountain. In comparison, it was much weaker. He believed that Changli could deal with it with his strength.

Subconsciously, he chose to give the easier task to Changli.

As soon as he finished speaking, his momentum began to rise, and a spear formed in his right hand. The tip of the spear trembled and pointed directly at the chessboard in the sky.

At the same time, Chao Mei lightly grasped a black piece and placed it on the chessboard: "It seems that I still win this game."

“Wonderful, wonderful!” Xuanmiao Zhenren stroked his beard and laughed, “Chess skills vary, just like this chess piece. A hundred years have passed in a trance, but your chess style has never changed…”

"But... this game has taken me a hundred years to plan!"

In the empty secret room, the voice of Xuanmiao Zhenren suddenly rose, and the white piece fell heavily onto the chessboard.

In the dark space, Ling An suddenly felt something strange beside him.

The fleeting phantom suddenly began to become solid.

With a slight bang, the phantom turned into a wisp of fire and rushed into the body of Changli who was standing beside him.

In an instant, Changli's light became brighter.

Facing the light-stepping beast that was rushing towards her, she stood in the air like a goddess.

The fire phoenix feathers are gone, and the picture is revealed.