Time is like flowing water, Han Xun has been in the dark space for three years, and he has been walking in the same direction every day for the past three years, although he loses a day every day he walks, but he doesn't want to give up, for him, time is there, and there is nothing to do anyway. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In the past three years, the biggest growth for Han Xun is the improvement of strength, his fire vein has jumped to the seventh rank, and he has also cultivated the second ghost fire, and at the same time, he has also been promoted to a quenching period, which is currently the second fire and one quenching period.

The improvement of strength is only one aspect, and the other side of Hanxun has also been improved, and this aspect is the heart.

Every day is alone in the dark space, there is no communication between people, and there is no contact with the intrigue of personnel to fight with you, Han Xun has slowly forgotten hatred and anger.

Han Xun even forgot his goal, he had no motivation to cultivate, if it weren't for the boring daily life that forced him to spend his boring time with cultivation, he didn't know what he was cultivating for.

The washing of time, coupled with the fact that he faces the darkness alone every day, believes that he is dead, Han Xun slowly sees through the conflicts between people, and slowly looks away from the deep hatreds and hatreds in the past, for Li Hanfeng, he doesn't care as much as before, and he doesn't care so much about Shangguan Yuxue.

All of this is the growth of Han Xun's heart alone in the past few years, but in fact, it is not growth, because every day can only stare alone, those material pursuits and spiritual yearning will no longer be needed, no matter who it is, it will become the same as Han Xun.

On this day, Han Xun's mind was extremely troubled, he couldn't settle down to cultivate, lying on the ground and doing nothing, remembered the past of the ghost domain, and when he thought of Li Hanfeng, he read: "I still remember that day I threw you the blood book, and then you wanted to kill me and get me to the ghost gate, and in the end, as you wished, I died." Now I am about to lose my fighting spirit in such a dark world, but if I can leave here one day, I will always settle accounts with you, and without you, I will not be trapped in such a dark world. ”

Staying in such a deserted world every day, isolated from people, made Han Xun forget his hatred and struggle, and even cultivating every day has made him feel more and more bored, but he still remembers how he died in the fairy world.

It's a god, God made him come from the fairy world to the ghost realm and become a ghost, if it weren't for all this, he would have become a god a long time ago, and he wouldn't need to stay in such a bleak world now.

Although he has a lot of heart, Han Xun's temperament in his bones has not changed much, he still doesn't want to stop there, he wants to know why God wants him to die, why as an immortal, he died not reincarnated, but became a ghost.

Han Xun found that he had a lot of puzzles on his body, and he didn't pay much attention to it before, but when he thought about it today, he found that he had to solve the mysteries on his body one by one.

As soon as he thought of the mystery on his body, Han Xun suddenly had motivation, and when he came to the fighting spirit, he put aside the troubles in his mind, sat cross-legged on the ground, and entered the cultivation again.

This cultivation lasted for a month, and because Han Xun became a ghost, he no longer needed to eat his abdominal muscles like a human, and he didn't need to be hungry and thirsty to drink. Han Xun, who had a goal to strive for, was no longer depressed before, and after he practiced for another month, he opened his eyes, and after twisting his body, he continued to walk forward, looking for hope.

But time is ruthless, it will dissipate the pursuit and resentment in everyone's hearts, and it will wear out the original fighting spirit, even if Han Xun struggles to unravel his life experience, but he is inevitably washed away by time, and two years have passed, Han Xun has no original ambition, and time has brought him a gradual depression of will.

For five years, Han Xun didn't know that he had been in the dark space for five years, but he could also roughly estimate the time, and in the past five years, he had no anger, no irritability, and no interest.

Some only have the cultivation to spend their daily boring time, Han Xun had given up the idea of being in the ghost domain a year ago, and after four years of progress, he had completely believed that he was really dead.

For the dead world, Han Xun had never died before, so he didn't know what the ghost would be like after he died. However, he was now convinced that he was truly dead, and the place he was staying in now was the punishment brought by death, and he would never be able to get out, and there was only one thing he could do, and that was to cultivate.

Han Xun was also glad that there was such a thing as cultivation that could be done, if he couldn't do anything in such a dim and lonely world, it would be better to break his bones.

Thinking of breaking his bones, Han Xun really thought about this for a few moments, but in the end he gave up, he didn't dare to try, but this can't be said that Han Xun is timid, and it's the same for others.

In five years, Han Xun's fire vein has come to the eighth rank, and his cultivation has also come to the second fire and two quenching periods, which belongs to the same realm as Li Yan at the beginning.

Han Xun didn't know whether Li Yan was dead or not, but now if he ran into Li Yan again, Han Xun in the second fire and second quenching period was not particularly afraid of him. However, thinking of Li Yan's artifact and magic weapon, Han Xun still didn't dare to fight head-on.

Thinking of artifacts and magic weapons, Han Xun put the black sword in the blood stall that day, and he didn't put it away later, so Han Xun didn't even have an artifact now, and the divine sword was originally bought in the vendor by luck, but now it is gone.

"I'm already dead, why do you care about things outside of your body? Han Xun shook his head and smiled bitterly, in the five years of loneliness, the world without fighting with the world has made him no longer have spiritual and material pursuits, and only have the heart to grow every day.

In this dark space, Han Xun is free, there is no war, no goal, no pursuit, he can do whatever he wants, but it is closed, and he can only practice all day long.

If it is said that every inch of time is an inch of gold, then the current time is the most useless for Han Xun, because he has no goal to aspire to at all, and there is no oppressive force given by the enemy, time is a kind of poison, and the longer it is, the more uncomfortable it will be for Han Xun.

Every day is the same cultivation as always, Han Xun is almost tired of cultivation, if it weren't for the fact that he can only rely on cultivation to spend Chen Chang's days, he would want to give up cultivation.

Repeating boring cultivation every day is like a glass of boiled water, colorless and tasteless, and not alarming, Han Xun drinks this cup of tasteless boiled water every day, and has no taste for life, only cultivation like mechanization, boring, without any spiritual sustenance, and cultivation just to survive.

"Is this death?" Han Xun opened his eyes, and said indifferently after six years of dull time.

Han Xun was already at this time, his face did not change his color, and he looked like he had realized a great avenue, but in fact, it could be said to be a closed space, and the lonely time made him slowly become calm and relaxed.

At this time, Han Xun seemed to understand what it meant to see death as home.