I don't know when, the aura vortex in the sky gradually disappeared, and this scene, many residents living in Qingcheng, did not notice the slightest, after all, this aura vortex is different from the vortex under the ordinary dark clouds, mortals, can not see the aura, but the sound of the dragon's groan, has attracted the attention of many people.

Han Shi's cultivation, after devouring a large amount of spiritual energy, had already reached or even far exceeded the spiritual power standard required to break through to the Spirit Realm.

But Han Shi is different, he has a faint thought in his heart, he still needs an opportunity, he needs a very special opportunity, his artistic conception of reincarnation of withering glory, in order to reach the level of consummation.

Otherwise, no matter how much aura you absorb, it will be useless.

As for what this opportunity was, Han Shi had a rough guess, but he didn't tell anyone about this conjecture, and this matter was destined to be borne by himself alone.

This may be the most dangerous level in his life's cultivation, and if he can't cross it, it will be a more tragic end than death.

In the blacksmith shop, everything returned to normal, Han Shi put the Shadow Sword on the table, took the wine jug in Qingmei's hand, and took a sip.

"Uncle Xu, how is this sword?"

Han Shi's expression was as usual, and he nodded towards Qingmei, signaling that everything was fine.

Xu Shan gently held up the sword, caressed the sword body with his fingertips, and looked at the restrained blade of the sword, his eyes were bright.

"What a sky-breaking sword, if the old man is not mistaken, this sword already has a spirit. ”

"If one day, you can reach the ultimate realm, this sword should be able to cut the sky. ”

Xu Shan stared carefully at the sword in his hand, and only after a long time did he get up and slowly walked out of the blacksmith shop, and Ah Fu, who had already woken up on the side, hurriedly followed.

"Han Shi, if you can refine this sword, it proves that you have stepped into the door of the way of refining, but this road is long. ”

"People appreciate swords, swords...... It's also rewarding!"

Xu Shan said to himself, walked back to the Xu family's old house, today, he was a little tired.

"The sword is also rewarding,......" Han Shi understood, and a smile appeared on his face.

Han Shi picked up the Shadow Separation Sword, flicked it slightly, and the sword body turned into a faint streamer, which disappeared in an instant, only to see an additional sword shadow on his arm, which gradually disappeared.

Back then, in the battle with Tang Yu, the Shadow Sword was injured a lot, although there was nothing to see on the surface, but only Han Shi, who had the same heart as him, understood that once he encountered the battle with the infant monk again, the Shadow Sword would collapse because it could not withstand that level of power, so it was better to collapse in Han Shi's hands.

The power of this Shadow Sword, which was reborn from the ashes, is stronger than before, and it cannot be measured in terms of Daoli, and what Han Shi values the most is that the power of this sword is not unchanged, but will gradually increase with the improvement of Han Shi's realm.

Time flies, and another three years have passed.

In the past three years, in Qingcheng, many people have passed by, many lives have been born, many people have died, and many people have come here from afar and will not leave.

The only thing that remains unchanged is Qingcheng, and the years do not seem to have brought any changes to Qingcheng.

If I have to say that there is, it is even more vicissitudes.

In the early morning, a crisp birdsong gradually woke the entire Qingcheng from its slumber.

In the residence behind Shi Meiju, Qingmei sat in the mirror, at this moment, her long hair was coiled up and combed into a bun, Han Shi took the wooden hairpin, passed diagonally, and fixed the bun.

Suddenly, Han Shi's eyes lit up, for so many years, he had been wearing long hair, but his face at this time had another charming look.

On the eyebrows and eyes of the green eyebrows, there is a faint color of green daisy, if you don't look carefully, you will ignore it.

This eyebrow was painted by Han Shi.

Qingmei looked at herself in the bronze mirror, as well as Han Shi standing behind her, and her heart was peaceful.

No matter what the price she has paid for these years, she has no regrets.

The door of the blacksmith shop opened on time every day, and the crisp sound of striking iron sounded when the neighbors were familiar with it.

Not long after, Xu Shan's figure, as usual, appeared in the blacksmith shop, compared with three years ago, Xu Shan is now older, and his bright and radiant eyes that often showed at that time gradually faded away, like an ordinary old man.

In the past three years, since Han Shi played the sword that broke the sky, although Xu Shan still came to the blacksmith shop as usual, but the words were a lot less, and the truth contained in them was almost none, except for some ordinary words, Xu Shan was often silent, it seemed that everything he had learned in his life had been taught to Han Shi.

It's just that others can't see it, but Han Shi can detect that under Uncle Xu's indifferent gaze, there is a scorching heat hidden in the depths, which may erupt at any time like the rising sun.

This is a sign that the mind is on the verge of breaking through.

In addition to some of the most common household tools, the most common iron tools made by Han Shi are vivid iron images.

For example, a python coiled in a snake formation, with cold eyes, this snake is no more than a foot long, spitting out letters, waiting for an opportunity to move.

Although he knew that this python was made of iron, the people standing in front of him, whenever they stared at the snake's eyes for a moment, they were all terrified and did not dare to look at it again, as if they were being targeted by a giant python, and they might open their bloody mouths and devour themselves at any time.

This snake was the first creature Han Shi saw in the cave after Zhou Yi sent him into Qilongyu.

Han Shi was deeply impressed by the snake's demeanor, so he made it, but it was placed in the innermost part of the blacksmith shop and was not sold to the public.

If the python gives people the impression of fear, then the other gives people the feeling of fear.

A black dragon head, but the size of a fist, lying quietly in the corner of the blacksmith shop, eyes closed, a sense of desolation, invisibly dispersed, permeating the entire blacksmith shop, ordinary people, if you don't see it, it's okay, once the eyes touch the dragon's head, it will produce a feeling that the dragon head will open its eyes at any time, and can't help but sweat coldly.

These iron statues can be described as lifelike.

On the side, there are many other iron statues, and so on.

Under Han Shi's hammer, the images hidden in his memory were refined one by one by him with iron.

These iron statues are his past.

In Han Shi's eyes, this iron is no longer iron.

To be precise, the entire reincarnation of the five elements, in his eyes, has been turned into a part of the path of reincarnation of withering glory.

The hammer in Han Shi's hand, every time he struck, turned into a withering force, in a form that others could not understand, pushing the reincarnation of the five elements and moving forward in the direction of consummation.

Each consummation turned into a wave of enlightenment, which deepened Han Shi's understanding of Kurong.

When no one saw it, the red iron block, under the hammer of Han Shi, seemed to have the vitality of wood, the formlessness of water, the blazing fire, the generosity of earth, and finally, the sharpness of gold.

But with the sharp meaning, it gradually faded under the hammer of the Han stone, leaving behind a series of smooth or rough iron statues, these iron statues, as delicate as carving, subtle, can even see the texture of the skin.

In his eyes, after the vitality of the wood is exhausted, it will be like the withered and glorious twin trees back then, heading towards dead silence, and the power of the five elements is in the withered glory.

Therefore, in Han Shi's eyes, what he saw were two completely opposite scenes.

The vitality of wood corresponds to the dead silence.

The intangibility of water corresponds to solidification.

The blazing fire corresponds to the ashes.

The width of the soil corresponds to the dust.

The sharpness of gold corresponds to rust.

The left eye is proud, the right eye is dry, at this moment, Han Shi's eyes turned into a black and a white color, looking at the iron block, the whole person revealed a shocking sense of bewitchment.

This scene, in the eyes of Xu Shan on the side, did not make him have a trace of discoloration, obviously in the past few years, Xu Shan has not been surprised.

Fortunately, this scene was restored to its original state after just a few breaths, and no one could see the abnormality on Han Shi's body.

In this Qingcheng, not all mortals, in addition to Han Shi and Qingmei, there are also some monks hidden here, in ordinary times, these monks are like Han Shi, showing people as mortals, but most of these monks are only in the realm of Zhuji and Yuandan, they came to Qingcheng, just to feel the realm of the city, but not like Han Shi Qingmei, completely regard themselves as a part of mortals.

With the name of the blacksmith in Shimeiju Han in the east of the city, it has gradually spread in Qingcheng, and in recent years, those who have come here have gradually had some status that is not low

people.

Among them, there are several monks who have hidden their identities and come here to investigate.

They couldn't see through Han Shi, but the invisible power shown in those iron statues made them vaguely aware that the master here was afraid that even they would be an opponent.

For these people's condescending or cold eyes, Han Shi's expression was always calm and he let it go, but it was precisely because of this that these monks felt more and more that Han Shi was unfathomable.

Since then, Shimeiju has returned to a dull life, and the sound of striking iron is heard all day long.

Xu Shan closed his eyes, leaned back in his chair, and tapped lightly on the table with his right hand, each time he struck at the same time as Han Shi's striking iron.

After a long time, Xu Shan's eyes opened and he looked at his arm calmly.

His arms, controlled by the wonderful rhythm of the striking iron, were now tapping on the table without his own strength, but with that sense of rhythm.

It wasn't until Han Shi stopped falling the hammer that Xu Shan's arm stopped and was controlled by him again.

"The old man's life, what he thinks about is the mystery between heaven and earth, but the more the old man thinks about it, the more he finds that there is a layer of invisible barriers, which traps the old man's mind and blocks the old man's gaze. ”

"This barrier is eternal and cannot be changed by man. Xu Shan took a sip of tea and said slowly.

Han Shi was stunned, his expression gradually became solemn, and the hammer in his hand was gently put down by him.

He could hear that Xu Shan's flat tone contained a fire.