Pursuit of the Truth

Su Ming sits on a mountain that is moving fast, like a meteor-like star. He looks up at the sky. There is no cloud in the sky. Some are just like a flowing chaos, like a fog. There is a starlight in the circulation, but it often disappears. For example, in Su Ming’s memory, the rain is seen in the morning.

Su Ming’s face was pale, and his right hand licked his chest, and the tingling came, making his eyes show sorrow.

After he left the morning, he once asked himself, what he still has.

Everything in Wushan is false. Ah Gong is a disciple of Su Xuanyi. His master respects the evil spirits. In the end, he is obviously a chess piece of Su Xuanyi. His fate is the same as that of a generation of sages. His three brothers, Nowadays, you can't find it in the vast sea of ​​people.

Bai Ling is a first love, but the love is going to see at this moment, it is also false, everything is unreal, let Su Ming think of him in the barbarian land, the kind of want to go out of the sky, see the world outside the day Expectation.

Emperor Tian is using himself, Su Xuanyi regards it as a chess piece, and his mother is immersed in the fifth oven. Su Ming looks back at his own life. There is always a big hand, constantly and arbitrarily fiddling, affecting His destiny again and again.

If the outsider does this, then the root of all this is not the outsider, but his father.

Su Xuanyi is not wrong. In his point of view, he is not wrong. A person who is crazy about the rising nation, what can he do wrong... In his words, there is no theory of family, but Su Ming does not. Recognition, but as he said, he does not hate, only complain.

In order to rise up a nation, you can sacrifice yourself. Such a person, Su Ming, what to hate, even he can understand, but he can not accept that he grew up from childhood to childhood, has always been a chess piece, even friends around him, Because of his familiarity, he became a chess piece of Su Xuanyi.

This is unacceptable and unacceptable to him.

Like rain...

Su Ming wants to go to the real world of the Emperor, and wants to find the rain, but now he, by what, with a blood, with a desperate, Su Ming's cultivation, decided his fundamental It is impossible to go to the real world of the Emperor and save the rain.

This point, Su Ming understands that if he wants to go to the real world of the Emperor, then his first thing to do is to integrate his own body and make his cultivation more powerful. Only then can he succeed once. !

Because Su Ming knows that his chances are only once, only once.

"The seemingly awkward life is actually just a joke." Su Ming muttered bitterly, he did not want to do this, he was not willing to do this, he always had to take my own destiny, I thought I could hold it again and again. But in the end, he still found out that he was still in his hands.

"I actually, just want to understand, let me understand this, don't use my friends, I will be willing to do it for you, my father, for your ideals, I can pay for everything.

This is... difficult. Su Ming looked at the flowing sky and whispered.

"I just want to... want a home." Su Ming lowered his head, closed his eyes, and cut off the tears.

"Really, it's so hard..."

The wind blew in the side of Su Ming. For a long time, Su Ming opened his eyes. His eyes were devoid of God. His heart was bleak, and his body was deeply lonely.

This loneliness, immersed in his soul, into his years, can not be dispersed for a long time, this loneliness, is a person, but has nothing to do with love, this is a homeless wanderer, on the peak of this star, in In the army of the five million monks of the Great Hall of the Earth, he muttered his life... the most desirable home.

"My family, I can subvert the stars for them, I can give everything for them, I just want to... a home."

Su Ming sighed, the sigh with loneliness, with a bleak, as he opened his eyes, he looked at the sky and shook his head. Su Ming understood that what he longed for was the easiest for many people. It is difficult for him to be here.

In the silence, Su Ming’s right hand was shot on the storage bag, and immediately there was a grass in his hand. This was obtained in the fifth oven. It was a strange thing that allowed one to feel the edge.

"Control the outside world, control the fate of the world, the edge..." Su Ming murmured, looking at the grass, he closed his eyes again, he can only hide the loneliness, can only bury his lost and mourning, He must be strong, because the future is like a fate. Only by letting himself grow stronger can he truly dominate everything.

Create a home of your own with the power to dominate the sky!

Su Ming’s body, at this moment, there is a touch of perseverance that will not be shaken in this life!

"I will have a home... there is a mother, a grandfather, a friend, a teacher, a lover, and the home of everyone I am familiar with.

Even if this sky is destroyed, even if the three wilderness fell, even if the anti-san and the dark morning, even if the starry sky robbery, a second robbery and another robbery, countless reincarnation... I have to create one, belong to my home!

This is my Su Ming, my way, my life, this home, I created it, even in the underworld, I also created it! "The grass in the hands of Su Ming, at the moment with Su Ming's inner heart, has such a firm influence on the will of his life, and immediately trembled, gradually turned into a silky green mang, into the hands of Su Ming, gradually disappeared. Su Ming opened his eyes at this moment, and his firmness in his eyes suddenly showed a touch of spring.

Even in this moment of spring-like breath appearing in Su Ming's eyes, Su Ming belongs to the soul of the plastic genus, and there is a terrifying roar in his body.

Under this roar, Su Ming’s soul immediately boiled up. In his body, all the blood was turned into a complicated rune at this moment. The blood of these runes, when flowing through Su Ming’s body, he The soul also condenses a large number of runes.

Even outside his body, this moment is also an illusory rune reverberation. This rune surrounds Su Ming's body and turns into a storm.

At the time of the roaring roundabout, the bald-headed crane immediately widened his eyes at the side of Su Ming, and his body hurried back.

"The breath of the meditation... The power of the three wildernesses... the nine-star secret... against the darkness of the dark morning... between the light and the darkness... a ray of light, a power of darkness..." The bald-headed crane trembled Its eyes are confusing, and its dissipated memory is at this moment, as if something has appeared, let it suddenly show pain in this unconscious mutter, and grabbed a bare head after it, it Shouted and hurried back.

Even more, at this time, the sky Changhong flashed, Zhu Youcai and the ancestors of the fire, the rapid coming, immediately guarded around, even more shocked to see Su Ming surrounded by a rune storm.

They clearly felt that there was a force and breath that they could not tell in this storm. This breath is very strange and obviously not strong, but even Zhu Youcai has a kind of soul and even flesh and blood. .

Not to mention the ancestors, he stared at the rune storm outside Su Ming's body, and he was shocked to the extreme, because he found... In this storm, there is one in countless runes... He has a sense of the origin of their fire.

As if, that rune represents the entire firefighter!

And such a rune, in that storm, is so insignificant, such as a drop in the ocean!

"what is this!!"

At this moment, it’s not just the ancestors and Zhu Youcai. In this star, the man who is called the wild dog, the three of his side are dressed in armor, and their bodies are in a state of shock. Looking at the mountain where Su Ming is located, they are short of breath, they are far away, but because of the distance, they clearly feel that there is a force like their soul, or that is not theirs The soul of the three people, but the ethnic group they are in!

The middle-aged man who is self-satisfied is also suddenly changing his look. He looks at the direction of Su Ming. His right hand is shaking slightly. His heart is stunned. He is one under the sky and has disappeared. The people of the ethnic group, he is the only ethnic group of this ethnic group.

But now, he actually feels the soul of his own group in the direction of Su Ming!

"What's the matter!" When the middle-aged man was in a shortness of breath, five million monks outside the starry sky and the top of the earth, they all had a footstep, and they all turned back and looked at the colorful stars. At this moment, this is from the five million monks of different ethnic groups. They are all on the colorful stars, feel the atmosphere of their own ethnic groups, and feel the soul of the ethnic group!

Under the morning of the road, the road inside the sea, at this moment, the wind is rising, the sea of ​​fog is roaring, the whole sea surface has formed a huge face, this face is the first of the sea, his eyes show a strong light.

"Another person who opened the door, I don't know his sacred door... What kind of meaning is there, and to what extent can it be as if all the people in my memory who can open the door will be assimilated, or... You can really push the door... the door to a thought!"

At the same time, in this morning sect, in the retreat of Su Xuanyi, Su Xuan’s body was violently shocked, his eyes twinkling open, and when looking at the secret room, his eyes seemed to penetrate the void, seeing Go to everything he wants to see.

"One of the three talents of my family...Open the door!" Su Xuan snorted, and after a long while, he felt the scent of Su Ming from his face, and gradually his face showed bitterness.

"The meaning of guardian...the idea of ​​creating a home...Minger, one day, I will make up...I will..." (To be continued. Please search for astronomical literature, the novel is better and faster!)