On the map given by Junzhou that year, the location of this mountain city was recorded, and this city was built on the mountain, which was called Qingcheng Mountain.

The name of this city is Qingcheng!

The reason why I came here is precisely because the records on the map have always cherished ink like gold, but only for Qingcheng left a few descriptions, which shows that this place must be a good scenery.

When Qingmei saw the name of this city, he immediately had a good impression and longed for it, not for anything else, but for the same green character.

In the past ten years, the figures of the two have appeared everywhere in the Beixuan Continent, looking at the mountains and waters, the wind and rain, the rivers and lakes, the pines and the clouds, and almost seeing the prosperity of the world.

The gradual consummation of Han Shi's Dao heart made his cultivation still slowly improve at a slow but firm speed, no matter other magical powers, just the art of the end of the world, just a flash, he could move 30,000 miles out of thin air, this speed, even if it was a spirit monk, was far less, only in the late stage of the infant transformation, he could barely keep up.

With such a speed, if Han Shi exerts his full strength, he can cross several medium-sized Xiuzhen Kingdoms in one day, which is why in just ten years, the footprints of the two of them have already traveled all over the Beixuan Continent.

The state of mind of the past ten years is completely different from the state of mind of the two hundred years of searching, even after the same scenery, it feels like two places to Han Shi.

"What I see, is it the appearance of the object, or the phase of the heart?" Han Shi muttered, as if he had realized something.

In the past ten years, the two of them have come to the periphery of the abandoned land, but they were blocked by an invisible force, even with Han Shi's cultivation, they couldn't see the depth of this invisible force, out of caution, Han Shi did not make a move, but left with green eyebrows.

Han Shi had an intuition that there must be a huge secret in this abandoned place, and even Dao Zhou didn't know that when he reached the end of his cultivation, he would definitely uncover all the mysteries of this abandoned place.

Forsaken Lands, Forsaken ...... What is it?

In the past ten years, the only time Han Shi made an all-out attack was when he passed through Chu State, and he met the ancestor of Chu Tianzong unexpectedly.

More than two hundred years have passed, and I can't imagine that this person still remembers the slightest breath left by Han Shi borrowing the ancient teleportation array, although he has never seen Han Shi's true face, but he is extremely sure of Han Shi's identity.

At that time, this matter was in an uproar in the Chu State, and the scope of involvement was very wide, but Han Shi, as the initiator, never appeared again until today, more than two hundred years later.

After a fight, the ancestor of Chu Tianzong, who was already in the middle of the infant transformation, couldn't get half a cent cheap, and even after exerting the artistic conception of almost great success, there were faint signs of defeat under the stalemate, and the three-colored stone shadow behind Han Shi left a very deep impression on him.

He couldn't see what kind of artistic conception the three-color stone shadow was, but he could feel that his artistic conception of extinction was uncontrollable and on the verge of disorder.

As for Han Shi's cultivation in the Yuan Infant Realm, in his opinion, it is through some unique supernatural power that the cultivation is suppressed in the Yuan Infant, and the real cultivation must be the Infant Transformation Realm.

He naturally didn't know that in this battle, Han Shi seemed to be at ease, but in fact, he was also walking on thin ice, and he was able to destroy 100,000 Tang clans back then, most of which was the power brought by Shi Zhitong and cyan phantom blood.

This is a helpless thing, and the gap in cultivation cannot be fully made up by comprehension alone.

It's just that over the past two hundred years, Han Shi's artistic conception of withering glory has been greatly improved, and after a discussion with the fat boy in the bun shop, Han Shi realized the true meaning of withering glory.

Now, in his artistic conception, there is no longer only the word withering and glory, and then the word reincarnation must be added.

The artistic conception of reincarnation of withering glory is the invisible power contained in the three-color stone shadow.

In addition, Shi Xiu's true body survived the first fall, and after condensing a divine bone, he became the second seal Shi Xiu, and his strength has changed drastically, and with it, Han Shi's strength has also improved a lot.

Han Shi can feel that before his artistic conception is not completed, if it is about strength, he is not as good as Shi Xiu's true body.

It can be said that if it is changed to Shi Xiu's real body here, the ancestor of Chu Tianzong will undoubtedly lose this battle, for so many years, according to Han Shi's careful speculation, the strength of the second seal stone cultivation is roughly equivalent to the middle stage of the Terran monk's infancy between the middle stage of the Mahayana period.

For more than two hundred years, Han Shi was able to perceive that the strength of Shi Xiu's true body had further become stronger through divine soul sensing, and now, the depth of its sinking had reached almost one-tenth of the distance between the surface of the Northern Xuanxing and the star core.

Shi Xiuzhen sat in the fiery magma, his expression was calm, but his eyes showed a ruthless color, now he no longer cared about everything outside, all he thought about was Shi Dao.

Unless Han Shi faces a life-and-death crisis, he will sink all the way to the depths of the earth to the star core.

If Han Shi perceives not this artistic conception of reincarnation, but other artistic conceptions, at this moment, I am afraid that he will no longer be able to suppress the improvement of his strength and lead to a breakthrough in cultivation, so as to break through the realm and step into the agility, and even be able to directly rush through the spiritual realm and break through to the infant transformation.

Han Shi's wonderful encounters in Qilongyu for nearly a hundred years have laid a very solid foundation for his breakthrough in cultivation.

This is a past that ordinary monks can hardly imagine, and this may be Han Shi's fate.

After Han Shi left, the ancestor of Chu Tianzong immediately ordered someone to investigate secretly, and soon there was news that the person who fought with him was likely to be Han Shi of the Jin Kingdom who caused a sensation on the Beixuan Continent more than two hundred years ago.

The ancestor of Chu Tianzong looked at the news that came, was silent for a long time, and finally sighed, extinguished the idea of looking for Han Shi to fight again.

He knew a lot of inside stories about the events of that year, including the affairs of the Northern Xuanzong and the Outer Sects, and his fear became deeper and deeper.

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Standing at the foot of the mountain, looking at the huge archway in front of him, with the word Qingcheng written on it, Han Shi smiled, and walked side by side with Qingmei from under the archway and walked into the range of Qingcheng.

Dao Zhou and Qingniu are leisurely in a valley less than three thousand miles away from Qingcheng Mountain at the moment, this is naturally Dao Zhou's idea, Han Shi didn't really want to put Qingniu in the storage bag, just fulfilled Dao Zhou's boss's wish.

After more than ten miles, the winding mountain road gradually began to flatten out, and there were more passers-by.

From a distance, the whole town is sloping, but only walking on the streets of the city, can you feel that the stone steps brought by this slope from high to low make the whole town permeated with a sense of vicissitudes of time.

Standing on the stone steps, looking back, although the road is in full view, but on the side of the road, there are often patchwork steps, leading to various deep paths.

The bright sunlight sprinkled on the passers-by brought a little warmth, but it did not detract from the shade of those quiet places.

Qingcheng is a noisy and quiet small mountain town.

Since walking into this Qingcheng, Qingmei's whole person has calmed down, although there is no hometown feeling of Jingshui Ancient Town, but what it brings to her is a peace that has precipitated in the years, inexplicably, she has fallen in love here.

"Han Shi, let's live here, okay?" Qingmei said softly with gentle eyes.

Han Shi walked on the stone steps, looking at the houses on both sides of the street, and some stalls placed on the gentle stone steps, for a long time, he nodded.

The folk customs here are very simple, Han Shi saw a lot along the way, even those simple stalls placed in the open air, the stall owners talked to people, most of them had a simple smile, and they often sold things half sold and half sent, and did not care about the gains and losses of money, if they saw children, people often took out fruits from the basket and stuffed them into the hands of children.

All this brought Han Shi a good impression, here, not only Qingmei likes it, but even in his mind, there is a faint sense of peace.

The sun shines on the quiet face of the green eyebrows, the hair is swaying lightly in the wind, looking from the side, at this moment, there is a kind of amazing beauty that Han Shi has never seen, this extraordinary beauty, in this ancient and full of vitality in the mountain city, it seems so appropriate.

But for Han Shi, the shock is unprecedented, in the past ten years, he and Qingmei have been facing each other, and they are familiar with each other, and Qingmei's face has been deeply engraved in his heart, and he will never forget it.

Many times, Han Shi doesn't have to look back, and the familiar face of Qingmei will appear in his heart.

But at this moment, he realized that the beauty of Qingmei was something that would take a lifetime to see.

Han Shi's mouth was saying words that no one could hear, and that was what he was asking himself, many years ago, under the withered and glorious twin trees, the old man asked.

"In this life, what do you want?"

At this moment, Han Shi only wished that time would stand still, let him stare at Qingmei, and never look away.

There was a trace of trance in Han Shi's eyes, and that beauty, like a glimpse, would remain in his heart for the rest of his life.

The so-called lovesickness is not only a thousand miles of Chanjuan, nor is it just the concern of endless years.

Even under that umbrella sheltered from the rain, they blended together and could no longer be separated.

Even if they are familiar with each other's breath, one day, each other will grow old in the wind, and they will no longer be able to walk, only sit opposite each other under the afternoon sun.

Although there are no words, the lovesickness is like a wrinkle on the forehead, not only did not fade because of the familiarity with each other, but became deeper and deeper.

The more they stayed, the more lovesick they became, Han Shi looked at Qingmei quietly, and there was a touch of holiness in his faint smile.

This deep-rooted thought, for the rest of my life, will never end!

This may be what I want in my life, Han Shi retracted his gaze and looked at the end of the mountain street, his expression was flat.