There is a faint warmth in his heart, at this moment, Han Zaixin, a wanderer who has been away from home for a long time, returned to his home, and saw his parents who had been worried about his heart, the indescribable tranquility in his heart, the loneliness that has always been wandering, quietly dissipated at this moment, no one can feel this peace from the depths of the soul, at least at this time, Han Zaixin believes that no one can understand.

There is no strong excitement, there is just a kind of tranquility, a kind of home, this is caring for your parents, even if it is just a small courtyard, not magnificent. The fence made of green bamboo does not have the majesty of the towering walls of those cities. But it belongs to himself, and every grass and tree is poured into the peaceful family affection of the family.

"This is the answer that I have been looking for without a trace! It turns out that it has been hidden deep in my heart all along!" Han Zaixin flashed such a strange thought in his heart at this time, but he didn't have that feeling of excitement, he just accepted this matter calmly, without any surprise! Because this is the most ordinary, he has long been used to it, how can he be surprised!

The small courtyard, the three wooden houses with green tiled roofs, and a few chickens and ducks leisurely foraging in the courtyard, all of this is so stable and peaceful, without the fighting atmosphere between monks, there is just a family caring for each other, family affection, is the most relaxing feeling in the world. Because without the slightest defense, they are the best people in this world for you, no matter how you live outside, whether you mix well or not, they are the only ones who will not look at you differently.

Just like Han Zaixin at this time, he returned to his home after a six-year absence, he didn't feel the slightest strangeness, and the family didn't ask him if he was doing well outside, what kind of status he had in the sect, but he directly slaughtered the rooster reported at home.

This kind of feeling, no one in the sect can make Han Zaixin feel like this, even if it is a fragrant little girl, it only makes Han Zaixin's ignorant heart ripple, and it has not yet reached this feeling that makes him feel completely at ease. At this moment, he knew the path he was taking.

"What I get is what I want to protect, this is the way I insist! What I care about, that is, the king of heaven and Lao Tzu will never let me let go and give up! Even if I poke a hole in this piece of heaven, I will not let go! Because this is the way I insist! They are the driving force for me to keep going!" Han Zaixin clenched his fists slightly, thinking of many things, the master who was very good to him, but he passed away in front of him, and even when he was dying, he did not forget to pass on the most proud swordsmanship to himself.

But he was so humble that he had no ability to continue his life, so he could only watch an elder who had been the best to him all these years leave him like this. Since then, he has left a seed in his heart, a seed that belongs to his powerlessness and unwillingness, but he has not found the soil to take root and sprout, until now!

Under the stimulation of family affection, this seed broke open the thick shell and began to bloom its own vitality, like a tenacious weed, taking root in Han Zaixin's heart, until one day it can grow into a big tree, which completely laid the most fundamental source of power for Han Zaixin to go on this road!

This piece of heaven and earth has its own rules, and Han Zaixin is still so small, like a drop in the ocean, but with his obsession of holding everything that belongs to him firmly in his hands and unwilling to let go, he will continue to grow, and it will grow very rapidly, because under the constraints of the rules of heaven and earth, there is not much time left for him!

Parents are undoubtedly the people Han Zaixin can't let go of now, and they are also the people he cherishes the most. However, both parents were ordinary people, they ate whole grains, and they did not cultivate, and their own longevity had long been worn out by the years, at least compared to the long life of the monk, a few decades were just a time of retreat. Even if Han Zaixin is only a cultivator in the lowest Qi cultivation period now, he still has a longevity beyond ordinary people, even if he stops cultivating now, he will live a long life of 100 years.

Therefore, he will definitely face the pain of the death of his parents, and this thought is even more prominent when he sees the gray hair on his father's sideburns and the wrinkles on his mother's forehead, and gives him a strong sense of urgency to keep his parents!

Why do cultivators advocate breaking off their passions? Because everyone has their own people and things they care about. Some of these things can make you go farther and faster on the path of cultivation, but some of them can only delay your cultivation progress and make you miss the gate of the Great Dao that you have been seeing for a long time. Therefore, for these feelings that hinder cultivation, monks are often very ruthless, and they directly cut the love silk with a sword, which looks so clean and neat, and has a lot of great wisdom.

But all this is so impossible for a sixteen-year-old boy, because he is young and has no clear understanding of the powerful power of time, so he often has an obsession in his heart that he will not admit defeat. This is also a level that all monks have to go through.

But like Han Zaixin, it is still a special situation, because although the rest of the monks were young and frivolous, most of them and Han Zaixin generally hoped that their parents and relatives could be by their side like themselves, so as to meet the family needs in their hearts. But no one is as special as Han Zaixin, because these people don't pay attention to what they come into contact with before they see the power of time, so that they take this unrealistic idea as their own way. And Han Zaixin himself already has a high enough height, this is because of the Five Elements Mark, and also because of the time in the Ten Thousand Soul Banners, when he was exposed to his own lifelong cultivation path in both the True Yuan Cultivation and the Soul Height.

So although the rest of the people will also have this idea, but when they need to decide which path they want to take, that bond is often torn apart in time. Han Zaixin was standing at a high enough line of sight at this time when he didn't have much cultivation. Determines the path of self-perseverance.

This road is definitely not easy to follow, full of thorns and even without the slightest footprint. No one had ever walked such a road before, because the monk had already given up a lot of things when he gained great strength, but Han Zaixin had the vision of a giant under various coincidences when he was cultivating like an ant. His own immature worldview made him set this path that would affect his life! For the sake of overcoming obstacles on this road, Han Zaixin would definitely be covered with scars, but he still stubbornly did not let go, holding on to it, even if the blood was sprinkled all over his body, even if his soul fell into the abyss of hell.

But Han Zaixin didn't know these now, and no one had told him that the path set by a monk would determine the fate of his future life. Because no one who knew the seriousness of this kind of thing would have thought that a little monk who had laid the foundation during the Qi cultivation period would actually need to think about crossing several major realms, and even many old monsters in the Xuanwu realm would not face it.

Because he faces too many things alone, Han Zaixin's thinking is much more mature than that of his peers, but because he is alone in this critical period of life experience, his personality seems withdrawn and weird!

This point from Han Zaixin in the Sword Sect does not have a few friends, he has always been like a weed on the side of the road as inconspicuous, a person has persisted for more than five years, loneliness has always accompanied him, and the shallow life experience has formed an unusually simple personality: what is mine is mine, whether it is right or wrong! As long as I care, then no one can let me go, as long as I still have a breath, then nothing can make me compromise!

No one can understand all this, because he has always been a person, even his parents, who have not noticed the changes in his son for several years, even if his master, after more than half a year of contact, he has not felt that there is anything wrong with his apprentice. All of this is in Han Zaixin's own heart, he silently wrote down what he cared about, and waited until this moment, several years of family affection broke out, pushing out the answers to the questions he had been thinking about all the way!

What's more, no one knew that Han Zaixin had actually taken this step now, so no one stopped him, everything was under this kind of coincidence, and the Great Demon King who trembled the entire world pattern in the future was formed!

"This is what I want to protect, so I must not allow the slightest accident!" Han Zaixin sat in his own hall, looking at the table of sumptuous meals in front of him, as well as the nagging that kept coming into his ears from his parents who were busy in the kitchen, everything was so nostalgic for him. So he put down a heavy weight in his heart on the balance that had already deviated: I am willing to bear all this, just to remember this moment, this kind of family affection that makes me nostalgic!

Broken love, belonging to the monks, family affection, this kind of feeling, there will also be between monks, because everyone has a long lifespan, will not be separated after a retreat, so under the same class, it is normal for everyone to have feelings!

But like Han Zaixin, a cultivator, if he wants to forcibly protect his parents who are over half a hundred years old, no matter who they are, they will shake their heads and sigh: because this is simply impossible, time is so fair for everyone, in the endless river of years, there are many years since ancient and modern times, and no one can overlook this long river. All those who tried to make waves in this river were drowned in the boiling water, and became a pile of dry bones at the bottom of the river!