Calm.

Baili Lin still gets up early every morning, opens the door of the shop, plays iron and casts swords, basks in the sun in the afternoon, drinks at the same time, and listens to small songs when he has nothing to do.

He was far away from the cultivation realm, and he seemed to be separated from himself many years ago, and in his body, there was no monk's qi, but only a kind of peace, a kind of mortal realization.

Baili Lin didn't know whether the red dust that he could finally comprehend could be consummated, he was not in a hurry, but quietly realized it.

Time passes silently, and gradually the old people around me pass away one by one, the new life is constantly growing, towards the journey arranged by fate, and there are also people who work hard to break free from the original trajectory, the flowers bloom and thank several reincarnations, the sword has long been sheathed, the edge is not there, laughing at the joys and sorrows of the world, life and death are turned, and time is in a hurry. Thirty years have passed......

this day. Chivalrous father. It is difficult to escape the cycle of life and death. Pass away. White flags are hung in the grocery store. There were weepings of sorrow.

Standing outside his shop, Bai Li Lin looked at the other side in a daze, and couldn't help but think of the man who was on his knees for saving the mother and son more than sixty years ago, and the hearty man invited him to his home for dinner.

Since this Jiazi, Baili Lin himself can't remember how many times he has eaten and how many times he has drunk in this person's house, but the reincarnation of heaven is not something that can be changed by the current Baili Lone.

Baili Lin stood at the door of the store, sighed lightly, staggered, and walked towards the grocery store.

In the mourning hall in the backyard of the shop, Niu Chuan was lying quietly in the coffin, and the knight, his daughter-in-law and Dao Xiu were kneeling beside him, his eyes were red, and he had obviously just cried.

On the side, there is also an old woman, she is the mother of the chivalrous guest, at this time she is also sad in her heart, looking at the husband in the coffin, her eyes show a look of despair, the original young woman is already a gray-haired old man.

As soon as Baili Lin came in, the surrounding neighbors all showed respect, and the chivalrous mother, after seeing Wang Lin, nodded lightly, made a blessing, and said in a low voice: "The surviving Zeng family, I have seen the eldest brother of the lonely family." ”

Baili Lin sighed lightly, stepped forward to help the woman up, and then took the incense stick from the hands of others, lit it and worshipped.

Baili looked around with emotion, the reincarnation of heaven, there is no escape, he looked at the corpse of the old chivalrous father in the coffin, and his eyes suddenly echoed in front of him For sixty years, this person has changed every year, from a prime of life, in sixty years, slowly aging, and finally dying.

He took a deep breath, his gaze fell on everyone, when they were young and frivolous, they were already old people in their twilight years, carving the traces of many years, his eyes turned to Dao cultivation here, and now he is a Dao Foundation Realm monk, freed from the shackles of mortals, and is trying to stir up the young wings towards the sky.

At this moment, Baili Lin suddenly had a kind of realization in his heart, this realization became deeper and deeper, at this moment, Baili Lin entered the red dust for more than 60 years, for the first time, he realized the inscrutable door of the red dust road.

He didn't know when he left the grocery store, and in a daze, he sat by the stove in his shop, staring at the wall in a daze, his mind was blank, and the only thing that existed was a divine thought.

All the people he has come into contact with are like a picture vividly unfolding and blooming in front of his eyes, he seems to see an invisible force, shrouded in everyone, the existence of this power, birth, growth, thousands of red dust.

Gradually, Baili Lin felt a bang in his head, his eyes flashed with unimaginable light, and at this moment, he felt that his body suddenly floated up, and from this shop, slowly floated up, higher and higher.

In the process of ascending to the ground, he saw countless mortals, in these mortals, all of them have that power, and even some flowers and trees, everything in the world, has its existence, it, everywhere, Baili Lin didn't expect that just to comprehend the "sword red dust" into the red dust, but let him comprehend a trace of heavenly reincarnation.

This power came down from the vast Xing Holdings, Baili Lin subconsciously, wanting to find the root of this power, slowly, Bai Li Lin felt that he was getting higher and higher, and the Kyoto under his feet was getting smaller and smaller, and finally, Kyoto disappeared, and what appeared in front of him was a huge earthy blue and yellow planet.

Until this time, he still hadn't found the source of that power, and he could feel that that power, even in the entire starry sky, was everywhere.

Baili Lone's character has perseverance and perseverance, otherwise, it would be impossible for him to go from a young monk who first embarked on the path of cultivation to his current height.

It is this perseverance and perseverance that makes him want to find the source of this power, and now he is completely relying on an instinct, controlling all his actions, his body, getting higher and higher, but just when he is not far away from this earthy blue and yellow planet, suddenly the tombstone in the sea of consciousness shook, and he trembled for a hundred miles, and he felt that his body, as if he had been pushed hard by a force, suddenly fell, and quickly returned to the blue and yellow planet, and returned to the Zhou Chuan domain.

Kyoto, in his eyes, changed from the undetectable to the size of a fingernail, and then expanded dramatically, and finally, almost instantly, he returned to the streets west of Kyoto and landed in his shop.

At this moment, Baili Lin opened his eyes suddenly, and a large amount of sweat was already pouring out of his body, and in this sweat, there was a strong smell of fishy smell, since the Daoji realm, he no longer had this kind of fishy thing discharged from the hair.

A bright light flashed in Baili Lone's eyes, he took a deep breath, picked up an iron hammer, lit the fire, and put the sword-casting materials into it, as if beating it This time the sword was cast, Wang Lin persisted for a day and a night!

Finally, at the moment of quenching, a long sword emitting red light suddenly took shape, and on this long sword, there were traces of red dust and years.

Quietly looking at the long sword, after a long time, Baili Lin put it on the shelf, at this time there are three swords on the shelf, namely the red long sword, the white short sword, and the green heavy sword, respectively, representing his sixty years of perception of the red dust summed up, the red dust sword, the Houde sword, and the heavenly dao perception sword.

Although the materials of these three swords are all from the mortal world, their power is not inferior to the top spirit weapon magic weapon, after looking at it for a while, he got up and went to the backyard, after washing his body, changed into clean clothes, and returned to the store.

This time, I experienced the rotation of red dust and the way of heaven, so that the perception of Baili Lone, in this short period of time, from Jindan, jumped to the Yuan Infant Period, and now as long as Baili Lone finds a place to practice with peace of mind, the realm will be in a period of time, Jindan Nine Turns, turning into a Peerless Jindan.

It's just that the scene just now, now that I think about it, Baili Lin still feels a little afraid, if it weren't for the tombstone to knock his mind back, then it is very likely that he will pursue the mysterious and unpredictable reincarnation of the heavenly way, so as to get lost in the vast starry sky.

The Avenue of Perception is obviously not calm, it contains countless dangers, this time, Baili Lonely is completely understood, put away his thoughts, adjust his mentality, and slowly, the whole person turned into a mortal again, he still needs to go through the end of a mortal's life, before it can be regarded as completely complete.

Ten years have passed since the last time I comprehended the way of heaven, and the mother of the chivalrous man died of grief seven years ago. At this point, this grocery store, has all been pressed on the knight, he is the same as his father back then, supported this family, in accordance with his parents' wishes, although he is now a martial saint realm, but still lived a plain life, no past pride, now he has a wife who loves him deeply, and has grown up to become a son of a real immortal, he has no regrets in this life, the only regret is that he was not able to personally avenge the revenge of the annihilation, the family feud has long been three years ago by his son Xiudao and his master's brother destroyed his family, the price is that the heavy sword was handed over to his immortal gate。

For the revenge of the Niu family, Baili Lin did not participate, let it be, after all, it is someone's family matter, there is no need to peck fate, the chivalrous man who goes to his heart, nothing is light, because his cultivation has reached the realm of martial arts, he looks like he is still middle-aged when he is nearly seventy years old, and now he seems to have become the person who talks about this street, and he has nothing to do to find Baili Lin to drink and chat.

Baili lonely in Zhoucheng Kyoto mortal life, more than 70 years, but also experienced a kind of warmth that has never been before, this kind of warmth, he is very strange, but he does not exclude.

In the early spring of this year, the chivalrous guest knocked on the door of the Baili Lonely shop with the wine brewed by the house as usual, but after knocking for a long time and not seeing a response, he was slightly anxious in his heart, and he didn't care about anything else, and he entered the backyard, only to find that the old man sitting on the chair on the edge of the patio had long since lost his breath, and there was a letter in his arms. He slowly stepped forward and gently picked up Baili Lone, took it to the bedroom square on the bed, and then picked up the letter and read it, the content was not much, mainly to leave the three swords to the chivalrous family, and told them not to be easily exposed to outsiders to avoid finding the disaster of killing, and to bury himself in the barren mountains three hundred miles east of Zhoucheng.