In the room, beside the flickering candlelight, the white mother sat on the bed, sewing an animal skin. Although her eyes are dizzy, every stitch and thread are extra attentive, because this is for her child to spend the winter, so every stitch and thread contains a mother's strong love for her child. Father's love is like a mountain, solid as a rock, the mountain is high, it makes people look up, mother's love is like water, the good flow of water, invisible and endless, meticulous. When Bai Fan walked into the room with his father and saw that his elderly mother was still sewing clothes for himself, he couldn't control his inner thoughts anymore. He fell to his knees with a thud.

"The child kowtowed to his mother......"

After saying that, there were several knocks in a row. At this time, the old woman raised her head and saw Bai Fan kneeling on the ground, first stunned and then hurriedly blamed.

"Son, it's so cold on the ground, why are you kneeling on the ground, get up quickly. ”

The concern in his eyes, Bai Fan looked sour, and hurriedly got up, Bai Fan threw himself into his mother's arms at once, the second elder, although Bai Fan knew that this was illusory, but it was this illusory that filled the parental kindness that he lacked for many years. Seeing that the second elder was so old that he was almost dying, but he was still thinking about himself incomparably, what he sought at this moment, what immortality he had, it was not as good as the scene in front of him to cherish.

It was a moment ago that I was calling your father, and the next moment I was calling, maybe it was too late, because of this, Bai Fan felt so painful in his heart......

"Father, mother, I can't bear you. Bai Fan cried, crying like a child, crying out of his reluctance.

"Silly boy, what are you crying about, how old is you, talking nonsense, by the way, what about my grandson, what happened to the iron egg? has he grown taller, why didn't he bring him ......"

Hearing his mother ask about Tie Dan, his father's eyes lit up. Bai Fan's expression darkened slightly when he saw it, and he felt deeply sorry for his parents, in this life, they have always put their family in their hearts, but they have never cared about themselves.

Bai Fan hurriedly said to his mother.

"Mother doesn't have to worry about it, the iron egg is very good, and he has grown taller, but occasionally he will clamoring to see his grandparents, and I will bring him over in a few days......"

"Okay, good......" After hearing this, the two old men smiled, as long as their children and grandchildren were good, what else could they ask for......

This night, Bai Fan stayed until late before leaving his mother's house, looking at the fog in the sky, the sadness was even stronger. Time flies, and another decade has passed in a blink of an eye, and my father and mother's bodies finally can't survive the erosion of time, and they both passed away a year ago. That year, Bai Fan cried for a whole year, he cried because he spent too little time with his parents, he cried about the despair of his son who wanted to raise but his relatives were not there, and this kind of despair, only a child like Bai Fan, who was an orphan, could deeply understand the pain. Even after a year, Bai Fan would still be grieved from time to time, and at the same time, Bai Fan also felt that the illusory world he was in was becoming more and more unstable. The sky is often distorted, and it seems that at some point, everything will come to naught.

Bai Fan didn't know how long this world would last, so from then on, he began to spend more time with his wife and children.

Tie Dan grew up and became a handsome young man, just like Bai's father at the beginning, Bai Fan also asked someone to introduce a girl from the neighboring mountain. The family happily held a happy event, and Bai Fan moved to his father's original courtyard with his wife in order to make room for Tie Dan. Five years later, Tie Dan's wife also gave birth to a child named Bai Lele. Since then, in addition to accompanying his wife, Bai Fan has one more thing, that is, coaxing his grandson.

Spring went to autumn, the grass and trees turned yellow and green, and one night in the tenth year when Bai Fan enjoyed the joy of family, his wife also passed away. At the time of parting, his wife looked at him, and her old eyes were full of reluctance. He also held his wife's arm tightly, but no matter how he held on, he couldn't grasp his wife's doomed fate. His wife smiled happily and weakly said something to him that made him cry.

"Xianggong, don't be like this, it is my happiest thing to be your wife in this life, but I understand that you should not belong to this world, because you often look at the sky with a complicated face, I didn't understand it before, and I didn't know until just now, it turned out that that day was different from what I saw before, and it turned out that there was another world in the sky......"

"No, don't say it...... Don't say it......" Bai Fan interrupted his wife's words and cried loudly, he didn't expect that all this would be shown in his wife's eyes when she left, and he grabbed his wife's hand and held it tighter.

"Huh, fool...... How can you not say it, you know, I don't say it at this time, it's been a day since I said it, so I'm going to say it." The wife did not comply with her husband's wishes, but looked at Bai Fan in front of her gently, and continued to gasp and say.

"Marry in this life...... For you and me...... Never regretted ......"

"Despite ...... You...... You...... Not part of ...... This one...... This world ...... But I'm still with ...... It's ......."

"Finally,...... I'm open...... Happy...... if there is a ...... In the afterlife, I want to ...... I would still be willing...... Meaning to marry you...... Give you a ...... Born ......", at this point, the wife left with a happy smile. That smile was as good as when he first saw him, at least in Bai Fan's eyes, this smiling face was worth remembering for endless years.

"Ah...... Ah......h

Bai Fan looked up to the sky and called out to his wife, but unfortunately people die like night, even if they appear next time, they are no longer yesterday's black. After that, Bai Fan buried his wife next to his parents. From that day on, Bai Fan often accompanied his wife's grave. Three years later, Bai Fan left a letter for Tie Dan, he chose to leave, he wanted to see where the end of this world was? Since everything was destined to be false, he thought that he should return to the world that belonged to him.

And at this moment, Bai Fan in the illusion is already sixty years old, and with the steps of Yan Shan, he chooses to travel to this world. Year after year, Bai Fan has walked for forty years, and in these forty years, he has almost walked through the entire fantasy world, he has climbed over the mountains, crossed the sea, seen the mountains of corpses and the sea of blood left by the struggle between countries, and also saw the joys and sorrows of ordinary people, even the so-called immortals in this world He has seen a lot. But after looking at it for a long time, Bai Fan found that they all have a common characteristic, that is, they ignore the common people and treat ordinary people like grass mustard and ants. It seems that in their hearts, mortals are nothing more than walking corpses with their lives on their backs, and their existence has no meaning except for the eventual transformation into loess.

Bai Fan didn't like their views of the mundane, but they were illusory, so even if Bai Fan didn't like it, he wouldn't choose to reprimand them, until this year, Bai Fan came to a mountain, at this time he was already a hundred years old, for mortals, a hundred years old is the end, and this also indicates that the existence of the illusion will soon be shattered, for this, Bai Fan doesn't care, so he came here to sit on the mountain because he wanted to take a look at his hometown, look at his iron egg, because he no longer has the ability to walk back......

For a long time-

Bai Fan withdrew his gaze, and then recalled everything he had seen and heard in the past forty years, and he slowly closed his eyes. He wondered, what is the purpose of cultivation? For immortality, or for the sake of dignity above mortals?

"Over the years, I have seen and heard a lot of things about immortals, and the purpose of their cultivation is only to trample mortals under their feet and enjoy the admiration and worship of all people, is this what is the practice? Is it the same with the immortals in the world? If so, it is tantamount to a disaster for mortals. ”

"And I don't want to do that, if I practice, I have to do too much, but one thing is that I will never cause misfortune to the people. Bai Fan sat on the top of the mountain and muttered to himself, at this moment he was at a loss in his heart. He didn't know that his current state was a rare realm of enlightenment in the cultivation world, and there was a saying in the cultivation world that was passed down, and only those who knew their hearts and saw their nature could resonate with the avenue, and it was said that the Tao was clear. This is a rare kind of epiphany, if successful, it will have unimaginable benefits on the path of cultivation, and even worse, after seeing the nature of the mind, it will be recognized by heaven and earth, and you will see a rare baptism of divine light, of course, this kind of thing will happen very rarely. On the Kyushu continent, cultivators are like vast stars, but in the end, there are very few monks who can obtain the heaven-sent creation.

This is because many people don't understand what they are doing all their lives to seek and practice. And even though everyone yearns for eternal life, eternal life is ultimately a kind of spiritual practice, but it is not the essence of spiritual practice. Only those who have established the heart of the Tao can have hope and transform the essence of the Tao to the extreme. As for those who don't even understand why they are cultivating, no matter how far they go on their path of cultivation, one day they will lose their direction in their quest.

Because they lack a will, a belief, and a clear heart to the path. If you want to become a strong person, any of these three points are indispensable. And Bai Fan's state at the moment is to clarify his own cultivation Dao mind, and once he can realize it, he will have the qualifications to lead to the ranks of the strong in the future.

One day......

Two days......

One month......

For six months, Bai Fan sat on the top of the mountain, muttering a sentence repeatedly in his mind, that is, what is cultivation?

"Why do people practice? What is the Tao? Is it to become the strongest of heaven and earth? No, is it immortal? No?

And if it's the kind of immortals who look down on all beings from above, and are ruthless and unrighteous and cut the heavens and the earth, even if they have eternal life, what's the point? If it's that kind of immortal, I'd rather be a mortal for the rest of my life. In his self-questioning and self-answering, Bai Fan suddenly thought of his parents in the illusion, thought of his wife and children who accompanied him, Bai Fan was thinking that if they could also practice, then what would they desire most in their lives? Bai Fan was like a demon, constantly recalling everything he had experienced, as well as his miserable life in the past sixteen years. Until the last winter, when the snow fell, his body began to gradually submerge in the wind and snow.

Finally, when the wind and snow were about to completely cover his head, Bai Fan's body that had been sitting for a long time, in the wind and snow, at this moment, there was a slight tremor, and then the closed eyes slowly opened in the next breath. At the same time, an invisible will violently surged at this moment, piercing through the wind and snow, piercing through the Void Heaven Illusion Realm, until it finally flew above the Nine Heavens......