From the breaking of the iron cable to the cyan figure stepping on Thundercloud Island, everything happened extremely quickly, almost in an instant, and it was over.

"Two breaths, who is this person?" There was unconcealed shock in the eyes of many people, the green-shirted monk standing on the shore of Thundercloud Island, at this moment, his back shook the hearts of everyone on the other side.

Han Shi didn't look back, Yu Guang glanced at the iron stake at his feet, the iron cable across the lake was connected to this place, the iron cable was constantly collapsing, turned into fragments, and sank into the Thundercloud Lake, and the lake surface could actually block the spiritual sense, Han Shi had the heart to investigate, but because the spiritual sense was blocked, it was fruitless.

This iron pile buried deep in the ground, there are rust stains on the surface, everything seems ordinary, but this iron pile, but in the collapse of the iron cable, Han Shi's heart moved, he took a careful look at the iron pile, retracted his gaze, walked into the white mist, and disappeared.

At the last moment of the closure of the island, the green-shirted monk who suddenly appeared, like a boulder thrown into the water, stirred up layers of waves.

For this person, everyone felt unfamiliar, only a few people, looking at the back of that person, their eyes flickered, and their eyes revealed complex meanings.

At the moment when Han Shi submerged into the white fog, the thunder on Thundercloud Island suddenly disappeared, and there was silence, Thundercloud Island, as the name suggests, there are thunder and clouds, whenever it is opened, in addition to the thundercloud order is extremely precious, the clouds over this Thundercloud Island are the most attractive places for everyone, especially for the Yuanying monks, the meaning of the understanding, extremely precious.

The next realm of the Yuan Infant is called the Spirit, and the so-called Agility is the first birth of the Spirit.

The so-called spirit is the mind between heaven and earth, people have minds, so they are called spirits, and all things in heaven and earth, as long as they have minds, can be called spirits, if you want to be smart, you must have a blend of disagreeing thoughts, so that people can really realize what their thoughts are after understanding.

All things are spiritual, ten thousand people are spiritual, and each person's perception of the spirit will be different, and different chances and different experiences will make people have a different understanding of the movement of the spirit.

When it comes to contemplating ideas, there are two kinds, one is the thoughts of others, which must be extremely close to people in order to be unreservedly displayed, otherwise they will not be able to contemplate.

The other is the meaning of heaven and earth, this kind of thought, ethereal and invisible, can be met but not sought, and the changing shape of the white mist under the moment is the meaning of the clouds.

If the Yuanying monk wants to make a breakthrough, he must integrate the ideas he perceives, so that a single idea can be turned into a broad artistic conception, so that it can be flexible.

The white fog that envelops the entire Thundercloud Island, its essence, is the cloud, but the ordinary clouds, in the high altitude, and the clouds on the Thundercloud Island, close to the ground, so it seems, it becomes a white fog, every time the Thundercloud Island is opened, there will be many monks here to understand, but most of them are in vain, the clouds, the clouds are ethereal things, gathering and scattering all the time, resulting in the meaning of the clouds, it is extremely difficult to understand.

The many monks by the lake gradually quieted down, and many meditated on their knees, staring at the changing white mist with burning eyes.

After Han Shi stepped into the white mist, he suddenly felt that his body was tight, and he was firmly bound by a force from the void, and the surroundings began to change rapidly, his face was calm, this feeling of belonging to the teleportation array, it was not the first time he had experienced it.

After a few breaths, Han Shi only felt a flower in front of him, and there was a dazzling light in front of him, Han Shi's eyes narrowed slightly, but then, Han Shi's eyes were incredibly surprised, and the scene in front of him made Han Shi feel a little familiar in addition to being moved.

An infinite sea of clouds, sinking and floating at the foot of Han Shi, you can't see what is below the sea of clouds at all, and in the middle of the sea of clouds, which is as wide as the whole sky, there is a tall mountain, the huge of this mountain, I don't know how wide it is thousands of miles.

The whole world seems to have only this mountain peak and that sea of clouds.

And this peak, neither the foot of the mountain, nor the top of the mountain, is also shrouded in a cloud of mist, and it is impossible to see the truth, and the only sound between heaven and earth is the sound of thunder from the top of the mountain.

The clouds are white and the mountains are black, and in the distance in the air, there are several rainbows across the sky, the colors are gorgeous, and from time to time there are birds circling and shuttling, and the whole world is like a dream.

Looking at everything in front of him, Han Shi's heart gradually gave birth to a wisp of loneliness, this loneliness came from the deepest part of Han Shi's heart, and was pressed by Han Shi in the bottom of his heart every ordinary day and night.

He didn't want to think about it, and he didn't dare to think about it.

From the beginning of embarking on this path of cultivation and immortality, it is destined that he can only walk alone in the wind and rain, but at the end of this road, Han Shi can't see it.

Perhaps, when one day, when he is no longer able to move forward, that is the end, but also the end of endless loneliness, thinking back to the past, at the foot of Woniu Mountain, the love and expectation in the eyes of his father, no one will be like his father, call him a stone.

One day, one place, one person!

The sadness in Han Shi's heart became more and more intense, and unconsciously, Han Shi burst into tears, and at this moment, he let go of everything and cried like a child.

This heartfelt cry is silent with tears.

For a long time, Han Shi knelt in the void, kowtowed three times, wiped away the tears, and was replaced by a cold gaze, before hating his father and mother, no matter what it was, he couldn't stop him Han Shi, if this loneliness was destined to accompany him through this life, then what's the matter.

Suddenly, Han Shi recalled what Master Xuanyuan said to him on Woniu Mountain, "If you choose the second path, Master will tell you, but from now on, you will have countless difficulties and obstacles in this life, there will be the wound of yin and sunshine, the difficulty of not being able to choose, the pain of life and death, the pain of desperation, and the loneliness of thousands of years." You will embark on a never-ending path, in which there will be even more terrible calamities, and when the time comes, just begging for death will become a luxury, and maybe years later, you will blame Master in your heart for telling you, regretting that you did not take the first path. ”

"A Thousand Years of Lonely Loneliness......"

Han Shi's eyes showed the color of memory, and after a long time, the corners of his mouth showed a chuckle, but it was only a thousand years, and whether he could live to a thousand years or not, even if it was ten thousand years, what if it was a hundred thousand years.

Death is death, but I want him Han Shi to bow his head, no matter who it is, even if it is this heaven and earth, don't think about it, Han Shi's face gradually returned to calm, from his gaze, there is no joy or sorrow, only a deeply hidden firmness, just like when he was on Woniu Mountain, sharpening knives every day.

At this moment, Han Shi finally had a deep understanding of what Xuanyuan Wen said back then.

Sharpening the knife is to sharpen the heart, the knife is rusty, it needs to be sharpened, the heart is rusty, how to sharpen?

All kinds of things in the world can make your heart rust, if there is nowhere to grind, if there is no grinding, then the rust is endless, until the heart is rusty, and the heart is rusty, and the heart is the demon, and this is the case for mortals and immortals.

It is easy to sharpen the knife but difficult to sharpen the heart, and cultivating the Tao is to cultivate the mind, this truth, there are not many people who understand it, and how many people can do it?

Han Shi took a deep breath and looked at the huge mountain peak that towered into the clouds, the environment here was absolutely extraordinary, if it was not bad as he expected, it must be a sealed secret realm.

And the thundercloud order is to play the role of a key, if there is no thundercloud order, if you force yourself here, you will inevitably be blocked by the seal, and the critical point that this peripheral seal can accommodate is the Yuandan Great Perfection, which is why once a Yuanying monk enters the island, it will attract the thunder of destruction.

Han Shi's gaze suddenly froze, and on the surface of the huge mountain peak, there seemed to be the brilliance of a sword, and there was a faint sonorous sound of the intersecting blades, and his figure flashed and floated forward.