Chapter 3: Part two

After the summer palace was burned, the man in white never went back. The spirit qi in that place has been ruined, and it is no longer a good place for cultivation.

In the first year, the man in white found a blessed land in Lushan Mountain. He collected his mind and did not pay attention to any foreign things, and began to cultivate meditation.

The next year, the man in white continued to cultivation. Don't eat, don't sleep, cultivate day and night...

In the third year, the man in white continued to cultivation. Don't eat, don't sleep, cultivate day and night...

In the fourth year, the man in white continued to cultivation. Don't eat, don't sleep, cultivate day and night...

In the fifth year, the man in white continued to cultivation. Don't eat, don't sleep, cultivate day and night...

In the sixth year, the man in white continued to cultivation. Don't eat, don't sleep, cultivate day and night...

In the seventh year, the man in white continued to cultivation. Don't eat, don't sleep, cultivate day and night...

In the eighth year, the man in white continued to cultivation. Don't eat, don't sleep, cultivate day and night...

In the ninth year, the man in white continued to cultivation. Don't eat, don't sleep, cultivate day and night...

In the tenth year, the man in white continued to cultivation. Don't eat, don't sleep, cultivate day and night...

In the eleventh year, this blessed land was destroyed by mortals again, and the man in white had to find a more secret place to start meditation again.

In the twelfth year, the man in white continued to cultivation. Don't eat, don't sleep, cultivate day and night...

In the 13th year, the man in white continued to cultivation. Don't eat, don't sleep, cultivate day and night...

In the fourteenth year, the man in white continued to cultivation. Don't eat, don't sleep, cultivate day and night...

In the 15th year, the man in white continued to cultivation. Don't eat, don't sleep, cultivate day and night...

In the 16th year, the man in white continued to cultivation. Don't eat, don't sleep, cultivate day and night...

In the 17th year, the man in white continued to cultivation. Don't eat, don't sleep, cultivate day and night...

In the 18th year, the man in white continued to cultivation. Don't eat, don't sleep, cultivate day and night...

In the 19th year, the man in white continued to cultivation. Don't eat, don't sleep, cultivate day and night...

In the 20th year, the man in white continued to cultivation. Don't eat, don't sleep, cultivate day and night...

In the 21st year, the man in white continued to cultivation. Don't eat, don't sleep, cultivate day and night...

Don't eat, don't sleep, cultivate day and night...

If he was an ordinary person, he would have been driven crazy by such boring life. The man in white didn't have a strong heart of dao, and he wavered at the beginning, but he persisted in the end.

For more than a hundred years, he has been cultivating, cultivating and cultivating. When the blessed land was occupied, he would leave and find another place. When he met the tragedy in the world, he would be indifferent. When he was insulted by the villain, he would take the initiative to leave...

For more than a hundred years, he regarded the world as nonexistent, and the world also regarded him as nonexistent.

This day was the 57th anniversary of the founding of new China. The man in white had achieved great success in his cultivation. His Heaven Eyes had opened and he looked down upon all living beings in silence.

On the street, a child stole a bag, and the man in white watched it quietly.

The child was caught by the police, and the man in white watched it quietly.

Somewhere in the suburb, a villain was breaking the corpse. The man in white watched it quietly.

A man and a beast fought in the shed. The man in white watched it quietly.

A scientist was about to make a breakthrough, but he made a mistake in the end. The man in white watched it quietly.

A village girl by the river hesitated for a long time and finally jumped down. The man in white watched it quietly.

Old mother dying, son kneeling on the head of the bed crying. The man in white watched it quietly.

Several gangsters chasing a beautiful woman passed by the man in white. He just watched it quietly.

A money bag fell out of a gangster, and the man in white just watched it quietly.

Everything has nothing to do with him, and he has nothing to do with everything.

Finally, the red sun rose above his head, and the man in white cried in his heart, "It's the time!"

Without the glow and the music, the man in white disappeared from the world.

Since then, there has been one less cultivator in the world.