A meteor crossed the sky and fell into the small city, and no one noticed.

The next day, the sun rose as usual, and nothing was different except for the presence of an additional figure in the town.

The sun rises and the moon sets, and the clouds gather and disperse.

Time passed quietly, and the years never stopped for anyone, still flowing slowly but firmly forward.

He Du has been living here since He Du was touched by the red dust and fireworks of the small city, and was distracted from the realization of the truth here.

Before he knew it, He Du had been living in this small city for three years.

In the past three years, He Du has not used the slightest magic power, the Great Dao seems to have been forgotten by him, he is like a real mortal, the sun rises, the sun sets, according to the oldest laws of the human race, living peacefully in the small city.

Because of the remoteness of the town, the practice here is almost extinct, and I have never seen a monk come here.

Since He Dusk came here, the time in the small city has always been so peaceful, although there are only mortals in the city, they live an ordinary and happy life.

In this brilliant world, people in small towns may not have any dazzling achievements, but they always have a peace of their own, which is this peace that makes people feel warm and satisfied, as if they have found their final destination.

Three years, this period of time, even for many ordinary people, is not much time. In such a short period of time, He Dui re-acquainted himself with many things and saw many people from the perspective of mortals.

In the past three years, he has become the most ordinary hunter in the small city, making a living by hunting in the mountains, so as to understand the red dust and understand many people living in the small town.

In He Dui's eyes, Wang Tuhu's family is rich, but he is always worried about his youngest son and worries about his studies; Aunt Wu loves to chatter, but she is really a good person, and she will help anyone in trouble;

Mr. Zhou looks serious and old-fashioned, but in fact he also has a warm heart; The daughter of the Chen family is cold, but she is actually the most kind......

All this gave He Duan some kind of enlightenment, and he understood that when he truly realized, he would be able to go further and go to the end of the world in this vast red dust.

On this morning, He Dusk went out as usual to go into the mountains to hunt and observe the natural things in the mountains and rivers.

At this moment, an enthusiastic shout interrupted He Dui's thoughts.

"Xiao He! Got up so early again, and today you have to go into the mountains again? ”

Seeing that it was Aunt Wu, He Du also replied with a smile.

"Yes, it's going into the mountains. Aunt Wu is going to work? ”

"Yes, I'm going to work!"

Aunt Wu was enthusiastic and said again.

"You child, you are not a big man, why don't you want to ask for a daughter-in-law, so that you can pass on the lineage. I don't know if I'm in a ”

It seems that the aunt has this talent, and then, she chattered again.

"You wait, go back and introduce you to two good children. You can't suffer from such good conditions! Think about it, Mr. Xu's house in the north of the city ......"

He Du smiled and accepted Aunt Wu, and after greetings, he turned around and walked towards the mountains outside the small city.

From a mortal's perspective, He Du observed many details that he had not paid attention to for a long time, such as the morning dew in the forest, the breeze in the valley, the wildflowers in the stream, and the mystery of life flowing in nature, ordinary but real.

In the blink of an eye, another four years have passed.

In the seventh year of coming to the town, He Du finally chose to leave.

A peaceful life is no longer suitable for him, and this kind of ordinary and quiet perception is already sufficient for He Duan.

Before leaving, he also left an opportunity for these friends in the red dust, maybe one day, this small city will not be ordinary?

But isn't that the best arrangement? He Du himself couldn't tell.

The future of all this can only be left to time and fate.

……

Hongchen naturally has true intentions, and He Du has already done it, but the way of Hongchen has not yet been completed.

After all, in the world of red dust, there are more than ordinary and natural. The ordinariness and tranquility of ordinary people are part of the red dust, and the vast controversy of the great world is also a part of the red dust, and the change of dynasties and the changes of the great world are all contained in the rolling red dust.

After he thought about it carefully, He Dui's divine thought trembled, perhaps, he should go and see the ups and downs of the world.

Only this time, He Du spent more time to comprehend the rolling red world.

He turned into a fortune teller, a hotel shopkeeper, a coffin carpenter, a pawnshop owner, and even a dead soldier on the battlefield......

This time, He Du let go of all his worries and was completely immersed in the changes of the world.

During this time, He Dui has not always been smooth sailing, on the contrary, he cannot use divine power, and He Dui's incarnation will also encounter setbacks and failures, and what mortals encounter in their lives is the same for him.

He watched the struggles of life up close, their lives, their deaths, their rises, their declines. All of this touched He Dui's Dao heart.

Time passes, dynasties change.

In the blink of an eye, it has been a thousand years.

For thousands of years, He Dui has been living in every dynasty, in which he is looking for the mystery of life and death, comprehending the true meaning of the red dust, and with his great wisdom and understanding, little by little the red dust fairy essence has accumulated in He Dui's body.

The Hongchen Avenue, which has always been lacking, has become more and more mellow and natural, and the true meaning of Hongchen has been fully revealed, from the faint individual to the Hongchen Wanling, from a corner of the years to the historical changes, explaining everything in the world.

Finally, the divine power around He Dui's body surged again, and the lofty Tianzun Dao rushed in his body again, exuding the supreme power of the common respect of the heavens, and for a while, Wan Dao surrendered, lifted He Dui, and ascended into the firmament and high heaven.

High in the sky, He Du stood alone in the void and whispered to himself.

"My way, it will be done."