Su Mo looked at the old man in front of him, and gradually his eyes appeared red, and he opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything.

Du Pingsheng knew who he was, and he also knew that Confucianism and Taoism were difficult to enter and turn into gods.

But he is still like when Su Mo left the mountain, and he wants to help Su Mo break the mirror.

When the wanderer returns, he is no longer a divorce. It seems that everything has changed, and it seems that nothing has changed.

What has changed is the identity of the person who has returned, and what has not changed is the way the old man looks at the wanderer.

Su Mo looked at Du Pingsheng's long gray hair when he went out, and he didn't know when it had already turned snow-white.

It's just a month, but it's like a few years......

"Du Lao ......"

As if seeing Su Mo's eyes, Du Pingsheng smiled indifferently.

"When people get old, their hair always has to be gray."

Su Mo remembered his white head and white hair, and trembled violently, looking at Du Pingsheng's expression.

Like the winter sun, like the summer rain.

He didn't know that after Du Pingsheng disappeared, he risked revenge with Lei Zong's monstrous grudge against him, and searched outside for more than half a month...... In the land of three sects, dig three feet into the ground.

And Du Pingsheng never mentioned it. It seems that the moment he saw Su Mo come back, it had become unimportant.

"Where do you become a god?" Du Pingsheng looked at the stunned Su Mo, and stroked his beard with a smile.

Su Mo's expression showed a hint of confusion when he heard this, outside the Nine Realms, he had no place to go......

He didn't know where to go, and he didn't know how to turn into a god.

"Why don't you go to your hometown?" Du Pingsheng asked with a smile.

Su Mo shook his head with a depressed expression......

The hometown is in the past life, and the past life cannot be returned.

The hometown is in a small boat, and the small boat is unmanned.

The hometown is in the imperial city, and the imperial city does not dare to go.

The parents in the imperial city were Su Mo's last attachment, and he didn't dare to go back with a body of cause and effect easily......

Seeming to understand Su Mo's sadness, Du Pingsheng smiled and said to Su Mo:

"Then go to my hometown!"

Su Mo trembled and looked at Du Pingsheng tightly.

The hometown of an immortal cultivator often carries his lifelong attachment, which is a fetter in the heart of an immortal cultivator, and it is also a weakness of a person.

Du Pingsheng is willing to take Su Mo to his hometown, Xu is Su Mo has long been a family heirloom in his heart.

"How?"

Su Mo looked deeply at Du Pingsheng's kind eyes and nodded slowly.

Du Pingsheng smiled kindly, "Then let's go......"

Su Mo turned his head to look at the Yunzong Medicine Mountain that Du Pingsheng didn't know how many years he had lived in, and opened his mouth, "But... Yunzong ......"

Du Pingsheng is an elder of the Yunzong Sect, and his seniority is extremely high. But this one goes......

A trace of sadness flashed on Du Pingsheng's face, which was fleeting. Glancing at this medicine mountain, he sighed deeply: "This Cloud Sect... It's not me......"

He didn't say much, and Su Mo didn't ask more.

"Wait for me for a moment..."Du Pingsheng seemed to remember something, turned his head and entered the grass hut, and then walked out very quickly.

Come to think of it, I picked up something.

Du Pingsheng walked in front of Su Mo, with a smile on his old face, and said to Su Mo: "Let's go." ”

"Okay."

The golden light of the power of Su Moru's Dao rules lit up under the feet of the two of them, and they disappeared on the medicine mountain in the blink of an eye......

The departure of the two was quiet, without disturbing anyone.

The medicine mountain at night was quiet, as if the departure of the two did not change the meaning of depression on the medicine mountain.

A flying insect fluttered its wings and landed on the cold teapot on the stone table. A breeze blew, and the flying insects were blown up by the wind and flew back into the grass and trees.

The remnants of tea in the tea cup were blown by the wind, and there was an indescribable meaning.

......

The night is like ink, and the moon is like frost.

Two figures, one old and one young, walked under the moonlight, and the old man's white hair reflected the brilliance of the silver moon.

Su Mo followed Du Pingsheng's footsteps and walked in the night.

I don't know when he got used to walking slowly in the night. It's just that he doesn't understand why Du Pingsheng doesn't seem to be in a hurry and takes him away on foot.

"Shall we go to Du Lao's hometown?" Su Mo turned his head to look at Du Pingsheng beside him.

Du Pingsheng turned his head to look at Su Mo and smiled: "How long has it been since you traveled far in steps?" ”

Su Mo lowered his head and thought about it, it seemed that it had been a long time...... Since the beginning of the monastic path, I have rarely walked slowly and steadily.

There are many things in the world, how can he have a chance to breathe.

Du Pingsheng looked at Su Mo's demeanor, smiled helplessly, and continued to walk along the forest path towards the night.

"What do you think it means to be a god?"

Du Pingsheng's old voice sounded in the forest, accompanied by the squeaky insects and frogs in the grass and trees, which sounded in Su Mo's ears.

"Under the gods, they are all mortal realms, and they are transformed into cultivators, and they are all mortals...... Su Mo thought about it, and slowly spoke according to the introduction of the great murderer to the secular god realm.

"Becoming a god."

Under the gods is the mortal realm, and above the gods is the divine realm.

Mortal realm, divine realm. The difference between one word and one word is worlds apart.

The only way to become a god is to break away from the mundane......

Extraordinary ...... This is the only way for the world to become a god.

But Confucianism and Taoism are all that is cultivated. With the mundane as the foundation, how can we get rid of the mundane...... This is also the origin of the Confucianism, Taoism, and the idea of non-transformation of gods.

This is the dilemma of Su Mohua's god.

Cultivate the mundane, but detach from the mundane.

Du Pingsheng nodded with a smile, and said slowly: "This is the secular way of transforming into gods, turning gods into gods, but in fact, it is still a way of cultivating and repairing the defects of the mortal realm." ”

"The so-called detachment from the ordinary is just giving up some things with the intention of pursuing the perfection of the Dao Law."

"Take it off, but you still can't escape the word 'cultivation'."

Su Mo was stunned for a moment, and then heard Du Pingsheng continue to speak:

"Since it's just a cultivator, why bother to get rid of the mortal ..... again?"

Su Mo nodded and followed Du Pingsheng to continue walking.

The road under his feet retreated step by step, and the long road in front of him without knowing the future was also like Su Mo's way of transforming into a god.

"Dan Dao cultivates thoughts, and the gods need to be attached. Confucianism and Taoism cultivate the mind, what is it that you seek? ”

Du Pingsheng walked forward with a smile, as if he was talking to himself.

Su Mo's body trembled and stood in place.

Dan Dao cultivates thoughts, seeking a ...... Su Mo remembered what Du Pingsheng said in the past: Dan cultivation has one attachment, and it is the Dan that he seeks for his life.

And Confucianism and Taoism cultivate the heart, what do you seek?

Suddenly, Su Mo smiled dumbly, removed the jade pendant on his body, and revealed the appearance of a young man in white clothes and white hair......

"Confucianism and Taoism cultivate the heart, and what you seek is also a 'heart'."

Su Mo revealed his original appearance, walked to Du Pingsheng's side, and followed Du Pingsheng step by step.

This seeking a 'heart' is for the heart.

Du Pingsheng turned his head to look at Su Mo's white-clothed and white-haired young man and smiled.

"Know what to do?"

This was the first time he had seen Su Mo's true appearance, but he never thought that he would be so delicate and elegant, but like jade......

"I don't know!" Su Mo shook his head.

Confucianism and Taoism are as difficult as ascending to the sky.

If you don't give up the mundane and want to become a god, isn't it against the sky......

Du Pingsheng smiled and nodded.

"Take your time, don't rush."

The two of them walked slowly towards the night, and a wisp of wind blew, blowing the insects and frogs in the forest into the distance.