Blackbeard took a bite of the bun and shook his head, "Isn't this nonsense, of course it's big, just like this bun, if you don't have Lao Tzu, you can only go hungry." ”

The fat boy nodded and said with a smile: "Well said, just like this bun shop, we can see a house at a glance, in fact, what we see is wood and bricks, clay and wall mud and nails, and many bits and pieces, but when we see all this, we think we have seen a house." ”

"The sky is like a house, and many people think that as long as they look up, they will see the sky!"

"Actually, we ...... Have you really seen the sky?" said the fat boy word for word.

Han Shi Huo Ran's color changed, he felt a bearing in this person that was not weaker than the god operator to calculate the world, and at this moment he was convinced that this Canghai guest must be a master outside the world.

"Nothing is the sky, there is the ...... way"

"Brother Canghai's opinion is indeed incomparably wonderful, dare to ask Brother Tai what kind of Tao he cultivates?" Han Shi was silent for a long time and slowly spoke.

It is a taboo in the realm of cultivation to ask about the Tao of others without concealment, and the so-called Taoist, the initial prototype is the idea, which is the cornerstone, and gradually forms the artistic conception, and then through the artistic conception, to perceive the existence of the Tao.

In fact, the Tao is always there, but not in the eyes of the unintentional.

The fat boy didn't care, took a bite of the bun, and said, "What I am cultivating is...... Eat, although this bun tastes good, but there is no wine, so it can't be enjoyable. ”

"Eating ......"

Han Shi's eyes flashed, and suddenly there was an extra wine jug in his hand and placed it on the table.

The fat boy's eyes lit up, he picked up the wine jug and took a sip, and said: "Yes, it is the way to eat, don't you hear that the people regard food as the sky, and the biggest thing in the world is to eat." ”

"Whether it is life or death, joy or sorrow, whether it is a man or a woman, whether it is old or young, whether it is a man or a beast, whether it is grass or a tree, whether it is present or ancient, whether it has passed through the cycle or not, it is inseparable from a word of eating. ”

"Eating is the cruelest thing in the world, but it is also the happiest thing, and it is something that everyone cannot avoid. The fat boy looked solemn.

"As Brother Tai said, is it impossible for people in the whole world to avoid this way of eating?" Looking at the few buns left in the steamer, Han Shi's brows furrowed slightly.

"Yes, everyone is in the middle of the eating path, but there are still many people who don't know it, just as it is ridiculous to ride a horse to find a horse. The fat boy said without thinking.

Blackbeard laughed, slapped the table, and shouted: "What a mess, Lao Tzu didn't understand a word, I have eaten for more than forty years, except for the taste of the food, I have never eaten anything." ”

The crowd on the side suddenly burst into laughter, they are rough men who sell coolies, as long as they hear someone chewing words, their heads are as big as a fight, for them, no matter how terrifying the words are, it is not as good as a full meal.

Regarding Blackbeard and the ridicule of everyone, the fat boy didn't think it was angry but laughed: "Taste is also a kind of Tao!"

In the midst of the laughter, Han Shi's expression became more and more solemn, and the whole person fell into silence, and the laughter around him seemed to be unable to get close to his left and right.

"What is withering, and what is glory?"

Han Shi's voice was ethereal, as if he came from the clouds, and the laughter suddenly stopped.

"The so-called withered glory is a reincarnation, the links are endless, let us be in the cycle of reincarnation but do not know it, we see the withered glory is like this house, in fact, there is no house in this world, just as there is no withered glory. ”

"What we see is not withering glory, but the tip of the iceberg of reincarnation!"

The fat boy smiled indifferently, opened his mouth leisurely, took another sip of wine after speaking, shook his head and continued.

"To others is ...... rites of passage

In the month, it is ...... cloudy and sunny,

Yu Yin is ...... Cadence

Yu Qi is ...... gain and loss,

The taste is ...... Downs

Fire and water are ...... ups and downs,

For emotions, it is ...... Emotions

Grievances are ...... right and wrong

In life, it is ...... Joys

In the years, it will be ...... Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter!"

The fat boy suddenly got up, his eyes showed a look of reminiscence, and said: "If it is in the heart, it is longing for forbearance...... Forget!"

Han Shi's eyes were bright, and the words of Canghaike were like lightning across the sky, and every word seemed to be slammed into his heart, which suddenly made his inner cognition of Kurong constantly have a thorough feeling.

"The way of withering glory, Brother Shi, if you can go down this road, one day you will be able to see the true face of reincarnation, and it will not be in vain for you and I to discuss the Tao today. ”

The fat boy put down the wine jug and wiped his mouth, burped, glanced at Han Shi, who was deep in thought, walked out of the bun shop, looked up at the bright sunshine, smiled at the owner of the bun shop who was like a wooden chicken on the side, and wanted to leave.

"Brother Canghai, have you and I ever met?" Han Shi's voice came from behind him.

The fat boy didn't look back, and said softly: "Abandoned * by the cloud lake, Brother Shi, do you remember?"

Han Shi's heart was shocked, and he suddenly remembered that many years ago he confronted a group of Yuanying monks by the Thundercloud Lake, and defeated Lin Fei, a monk in the middle of Yuanying, but he was almost bewitched by Ji Moyan's charm, and finally got out of danger with the flying sword given by Junzhou, and left calmly in front of the eyes of the three thousand monks, and at the moment before leaving, he had a feeling and looked back, and the person who looked at him was an obese monk.

The scene of that year coincided with the scene in front of him, Han Shi's eyes suddenly lit up, and he said: "Back then, by the Thundercloud Lake, Brother Canghai's eyes were full of meaning, but he was in a hurry and didn't have time for a while, and he dared to ask Brother Canghai what he was eating at that time?"

The fat boy stopped but did not turn around, but looked at the bustling crowd on the street for a long time before he said slowly.

"Surprised!"

Blackbeard shook his head, patted the table and said loudly: "The store checkout, that fat man is a madman, talking nonsense, if you practice what you eat like he said, don't worship the immortal family, as long as you eat hard, you can be an immortal, hahahaha......"

I don't know when there was no one else in the shop, and the water vapor of the steamed buns was blown by the wind and filled the entire shop, suddenly like a fog, completely isolating the small steamed bun shop from the outside world.

Han Shi's eyes were full of solemnity, and he looked at the fog in a daze, and sat still in place.

Han Shi was not thinking about Kurong, but about the way of eating from the sea, from the word "surprised", he felt a wisp of extraordinary meaning, this kind of eating, eating is not an entity, but a kind of mind.

It's not the mouth, it's the heart!

There is a way to see that the mountain is a mountain, to see that the mountain is not a mountain, to see the mountain is still a mountain, but it is the threefold realm of cultivation!

The so-called eating Tao is to constantly eat, eat all kinds of things, taste all kinds of tastes, as long as you eat in the stomach, but this is actually only the first realm of eating, the vast majority of people in this world can only stay in it all their lives, and they can't see the second realm of eating.

"I wonder if this Canghai guest has stepped into the second realm?" Han Shi muttered to himself.

Although he was not sure, just by the word "surprised", he could conclude that this person's realm in the way of eating must be extraordinary.

Han Shi sat for several hours, during which no matter who came to buy the buns, they couldn't walk into the bun shop, as if there was an invisible wall, blocked in the void, even if it was the owner of the bun shop himself.

As a result, the business of the steamed bun shop suddenly became difficult, and no one came to buy steamed buns for half a day.

After a long time, a gust of wind blew away the water vapor in the shop, and the owner of the steamed bun shop saw that the green-shirted customer was long gone, and there was a silver ingot on the table, which was enough for him to work for ten days.

But when his eyes fell on the unfinished buns in the steamer, his smile immediately retracted, and he muttered to himself.

"Is there really a way in this bun?"

Han Shi's figure appeared outside Chushui City, he was silent for a long time, and clasped his fists in the direction where the fat boy was gone.

This discussion gave him a sense of sublimation in his thoughts, and many things that he had not thought very thoroughly about suddenly had the meaning of penetration.

In fact, it is said that it is about the Tao, but from beginning to end, Han Shi is at an obvious disadvantage, and Canghaike not only does not hide the way he has cultivated, but also has a very deep understanding of Han Shi's dry and glorious Taoist thoughts.

And the most important harvest this time is the four words "there is no heaven and there is a way".

Han Shi couldn't evaluate right and wrong, but he had a faint sense of identity.

"Missing and Forgetting ......"

Han Shi took one step at a time, turned into Changhong, and disappeared into the sky, his voice gradually fading in the wind!

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......

Time passed year by year, and since he left the Jin Kingdom, hundreds of countries on the Beixuan Continent have left Han Shi's footprints, and a few times, he even inadvertently forgot what he was looking for.

More than a hundred years have slipped away on Qingniu's back, but he has no regrets about all this.

This is what he buried in his heart, a wordless promise to a woman named Qingmei.

For so many years, Han Shi has never taken pills, nor has he meditated and cultivated, but as a mortal, he traveled in the Beixuan Continent, walking at sunrise and resting at sunset, but his cultivation has unknowingly reached the realm of Yuanying Great Perfection.

It can be said that if Han Shi wants to, he only needs to move his mind, and he can immediately impact the Spirit Realm, but this impulse was pressed by Han Shisheng, and after discussing with Canghaike, Han Shi can feel that over the years, his sense of withering glory has broken through Xiaocheng and is slowly improving in the direction of Dacheng.

If it is a hasty breakthrough, once the artistic conception is fully formed, it is even more difficult to make a qualitative leap, it is better to suppress it first, and wait until the meaning of withering glory is completely completed, and then it is not too late to impact the agility.