Looking at the direction of Chen Nan's departure, the depth in Xu Shan's eyes gradually faded, and with the support of Ah Fu, he returned to the old mansion of the Xu family.

But Han Shi is different, his limit, even Xu Shan can't see through, in fact, Xu Shan still has a sentence that he hasn't said, this sentence, Xu Shan doesn't want to say it, but he himself doesn't know whether to say it or not, or whether it's right.

All this can only be realized by Han Shi himself!

Han Shi was unaware of Xu Shan's departure, he stood in front of the stove, and fell with a hammer, falling on the anvil, and it was not the iron that struck, but his own mind.

For several days, the sound of striking iron in the center of Shimei has been continuous, and a strange artistic conception permeates the front of the blacksmith shop, but anyone who intends to come here to buy ironware, when they walk near Shimeiju, they will suddenly forget the idea of buying ironware, so that they will not enter it.

Han Shi's thoughts, just like his gaze, are sometimes as bright as stars, sometimes as silent as ice and snow, sometimes as fast as a wind, and sometimes as immobile as a mountain.

Qingmei stood by quietly, she knew in her heart that Han Shi was in an extremely important epiphany, and what she wanted to do for him was to wait quietly.

Time is a strange thing, when you want it to slow down, it flies by, and when you want it to be faster, it becomes twisted and twisted, and it keeps grinding.

When the night of the seventh day was about to fall, as the final hammer fell, Han Shi's bloodshot eyes finally closed gently, but they suddenly opened in the next moment, and the bloodshot in them was gone, replaced by black and white eyes as before.

The scenes of the past, moving backwards in Han Shi's heart, corroborated each other with Xu Shan's words.

After a long time, Han Shi put down the hammer and looked up, the distant sky was gradually shrouded by a layer of night, and in that sky, there was a sudden flash of light, which was the first star in the night.

There is a saying in Taoism, which is divided into three realms, which has a long history and has been regarded as a wise saying by monks throughout the ages.

Look at the mountains are mountains, and look at the water is water.

Look at the mountains are not mountains, and look at the water is not water.

Look at the mountains are mountains, and look at the water is water.

This sentence was known as early as on Woniu Mountain, Han Shi had already knew, but only on the surface, over the years, he had risen and fallen in the cultivation world, and gradually had enlightenment, as he read the prosperity of the world, he often had the feeling that the mountain was not a mountain.

Han Shi knew in his heart that he had gradually transcended the first level and stepped into the second level, but the third level, according to what he had thought when he was a child, was no different from the first level on the surface.

Could it be that just because you have stepped into the second level, the same sentence can be divided into two different realms?

What exactly is the difference between the first and third weights?

And is this third realm the end?

Although this idea is naïve, it is the original intention, and it is an unavoidable question for everyone?

At this moment, Han Shi smiled, and at a certain moment, his mind suddenly became transparent, just because he found the answer.

The difference between the first and the third is the word "such as".

At the same time, if there is a fourth realm, it must be closely related to the word "such as", and even the "such as" itself may not be said.

The word "Ru" is like a bottomless black hole, occupying all of Han Shi's thoughts, even if Xu Shan has seen a lot, but among them, there are still too many unsolved mysteries, like layers of fog, covering its truest face.

Everything that Xu Shan failed to see through will be continued by Han Shi, which may be the real inheritance, the inheritance of the spirit.

......

......

For several months, Xu Shan was closed, and even if Han Shi came to visit, he was rejected by Ah Fu with a smile.

Xu Shan sat at the table, under his pen, a fresh and elegant female figure, appeared on the end of the paper, from a distance, this woman's body has a fluttering and agile atmosphere, as if to break the picture, fly up to the white clouds, not like in the world.

It's just that the woman's face is blurry, and she can't see it really.

Xu Shan's fingers clenched the brush, the green tendons on his old hands protruded, and his eyes showed a strong sense of mockery.

"Cheng'er, I can't think of it, but for more than 50 years, I have gradually forgotten your face, and you are alone in the lonely city for me, a ruthless and unrighteous person. ”

"Cheng'er, wait for me, ...... soon" Xu Shan's face, two lines of tears, gently slid down.

His hair, starting from the roots, was as white as snow, and the teaching of Dao Nian a few months ago had almost exhausted his efforts, and he no longer had any regrets, vaguely, he saw the footsteps of the years, and was walking towards him.

Xu Shan calmly faced the arrival of the end of the years, for him, death was no longer terrifying, but had a longing, which would be the eternal return between him and her.

After winter turns to spring, with the arrival of early summer, flowers are in full bloom, and Qingcheng ushers in the best time of the year.

Under the huge archway at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain, Ah Fu, a simple man, knelt in front of Xu Shan with tears in his eyes, he couldn't knock for a long time, and his tears fell on the bluestone slab, which was his reluctance.

Xu Shan looked at Ah Fu kindly and stroked the top of his head, although Ah Fu couldn't accept his inheritance, but the company over the past few decades had made Xu Shan feel moved from the bottom of his heart.

Xu Shan took a jade pendant and gently placed it in Ah Fu's hand, "This jade pendant, you take it with you." ”

This jade pendant is the only thing on Xu Shan's body related to the cultivation realm, and the person who gave it to him is his disciple, Chen Nan, the emperor of the Heaven and Earth Alliance.

"You don't have to be sad here, live a good life, you should have a home when you're not young. Xu Shan had a smile on his face and looked at Ah Fu.

"Han Shi, give Ah Fu a ride for the old man, and send this heaven and earth alliance. Xu Shan picked up Ah Fu and said slowly to Han Shi who was standing aside.

"Sir, take care of yourself......"

Ah Fu's voice gradually became hoarse, although he couldn't say it, but he felt that Mr. insisted on asking him to leave, I am afraid that Mr. has already felt that the end of life and death is not far away, and it will be his lifelong regret if he can't send Mr. to the end.

Xu Shan smiled and nodded, Han Shi nodded, rolled up his big sleeves, wrapped in Ah Fu, and disappeared in an instant.

Heaven and Earth Alliance covers an extremely wide area, to the east of it, is a small Xiuzhen country called Song, the level of cultivation in this country is much inferior to the Heaven and Earth League, there is only one spirit monk, and there are no more than ten Yuan Ying monks, all of which are related to the thin concentration of spiritual energy in this country, so that the number of monks in Song is relatively small, and there is no impact of war, making the mortal world very prosperous.

Less than seven hundred miles away from the edge of the border between the Heaven and Earth Alliance and the Song Kingdom, there is a small mortal city, Han Shi and Ah Fu's figures appeared not far outside the city, Ah Fu's expression was gloomy, and he raised his eyes to look into the distance, but where could he see the gentleman at the foot of Qingcheng.

After a long time, Ah Fu turned around and knelt down on Han Shi's knees, "Han... Brother Han, Ah Fu can't speak, but Ah Fu understands that you are not an ordinary person, you are an immortal who can use magical spells, and Mr.'s wish is only that you can help him. ”

Ah Fu's forehead was firmly clasped to the ground, and blood was soaked, but he didn't stop.

Han Shi nodded slightly in a long sigh, and with a flick of his palm, he shot out a spiritual power that submerged into Ah Fu's body, causing him to stand up and recover his injuries instantly.

"Uncle Xu asked me to bring you a word, if you have it, you might as well take the mountain as the name......" Ah Fu only felt that there was a flower in front of him, and he lost the trace of Han Shi, only this sentence echoed in his ears for a long time.

At the same time, Ah Fu suddenly had an extra burden in his hand, which contained a large amount of jewels, gold and silver, enough for him to live this life without worry, Ah Fu stared blankly at the distant sky, until night fell, and finally understood that he would never see his husband again.

Perhaps, in the dream, he and Mr. will meet again!

Xu Shan stood at the foot of Qingcheng, looking up at the year-round white snow on the top of Qingcheng Mountain, with an indifferent expression.

Soon, a figure appeared beside Xu Shan, it was Han Shi, Xu Shan's slightly rickety body, there was suddenly a strong will, and it broke out at this moment.

Along the mountain road, Xu Shan walked step by step towards the top of the mountain, his movements not only did not become heavy, but became more and more brisk, no different from a young man.

The turbidity in Xu Shan's eyes gradually subsided and became clear, and even the thoughts that had been a little sluggish became extremely clear, only his white hair on his head never changed, just like the snow on this Qingcheng Mountain.

Han Shi walked behind Xu Shan, no one saw it, his eyes were full of sadness, Xu Shan was not a monk, but at this moment it was like a monk burning his soul, the end of this burning was the end of his life.

Xu Shan's eyes showed a strong persistence, and he kept climbing on the steep mountain road, the cliffs on both sides seemed to be smooth in his eyes, and the closer he got to the top of the mountain, the more he seemed to have a cold feeling that did not belong to this world.

Han Shi looked at Xu Shan and didn't make a move, if he made a move, he would be able to fly to the top of the mountain with Xu Shan with just a little exertion, but how could he not understand that Uncle Xu would rather burn his last strength than do so, just because he didn't want to fake others.

Xu Shan, who wanted to use his last strength to die step by step, also walked to the woman who guarded the lonely city--- Lonely Green City.