Pursuit of the Truth

Su Ming looked at the starry sky. With his cultivation, his gaze can be seen far and far, and it can penetrate the hurricane outside the ripples. Seeing that there is a group of people who are coming quickly.

He saw the foremost Chen Wen, saw Sima Yu, and saw... After the two men, thousands of monks who followed, a brave man without a head, striding, often with a battle axe The hurricane will be rumbling and rewinding on both sides, revealing the ability to pass.

Su Ming looked at the headless big man. His excitement and feelings were intertwined in his look. For thousands of years, he was a little younger, but now he is completely grown up, even if it is years. After a long interval, the friendship between the brothers and sisters, such as the old wine of the old age, will become more and more mellow and will not dissipate.

"Master brother..." Su Ming murmured, there are not many surprises on the look, not too much excitement, because they have grown up, because the sincere friendship does not require external performance. Expression, it exists in the heart, exists in the soul, is a kind of gaze of the hope, then you can understand... brotherhood! !

Su Ming raised his right hand and put away the locusts that were still sacred. He stood up and smiled with a smile on his face. He walked slowly toward his front. His master came, this is a great joy in life. This is their teacher. The brothers have been away from the first reunion after thousands of years. He can sit here and wait for the arrival of his brother. He is going to meet!

Su Ming can see the master brother, but the master is there, but he still can't see Su Ming. After the time of more than ten years, the headless man walking in the hurricane suddenly has a body, even though he has no head. Although he couldn't see the look, he held the hand of the Tomahawk and shook a little at this moment.

The suffocation on his body gradually dissipated. He stood there, looking at the distance with his soul. Gradually, in his heart, he smiled and revealed his happy consciousness.

The hurricane in front of him, at this moment, roared, a white ripple spread from the inside out, and under the spread of the ripples, those hurricanes rolled down, revealing a large expanse of empty stars. In this starry sky, Su Ming is walking with a smile.

After Chen Wen and Sima Yu saw Su Ming, they immediately took a deep fist.

"See the Lord!"

Wearing a black robe, covering the appearance of Su Ming, slowly approached, until passed by Chen Wen and Sima Yu, and walked to the headless big Han.

Su Ming is silent, and the headless man is equally silent.

Everyone around is silent.

Until Su Ming opened a black robe, revealing a face that looked like a big man in the head, but the eyes in this strange face were the disappearance of the tomahawk in the hands of the headless man. He opened his arms.

Su Ming had a smile on his face and opened his arms. Two people, in the eyes of thousands of monks, in this starry sky, for thousands of years, for the first time, hugged together!

None of them spoke. In the embrace of the brothers, they slap each other's backs as if they were to fully reflect their friendship for thousands of years.

"You grew up." The master stepped back and stared at Su Ming. From his body, he heard the sound of vicissitudes and emotions. The voice contained recollections, and even contained even the disappearance of the sky. The ninth peak belongs to the will of his younger brother.

In a word, the simple four words, but these four words contain everything that has been for more than a thousand years. The masters are not good at expressing their inner thoughts. But now these four words, a treble in the vicissitudes of life, may be outsiders. I can't feel it, but Su Ming can understand it clearly.

"Grow up..." Su Ming looked at the master, smiled and opened his mouth, his smile with the recollection of the ninth peak, with his thoughts on his brother, with his desire for home...

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In the area of ​​ripples, in the area where there is no hurricane, Chen Wen and Sima Yu are sitting there, sitting cross-legged, sometimes looking up at Su Ming and the headless man next to the transmission array in the distance.

In the other direction of Chen Wen, the thousands of monks tried to meditate on the knees, and they were silent and motionless.

At this moment, Su Ming and the master, no one dared to bother.

Sitting cross-legged, Su Ming's hand has a jar of wine, another jar is in the master's brother, he did not go to drink, often the right hand is on the first shot, the wine in the jar will sink more than half.

Drinking alcohol in this way, after Su Ming saw it, there was a bit of pain in his look.

He will never forget, the barbarian land, the master cut off his head, and the scene of his death, even if the years passed, but the memory of that scene is always in the heart of Su Ming.

"When you were forced into the source of the sea of ​​stars, when I woke up, I made up my mind to take the old 2 and the tiger, leave the barbarian land, step into the starry sky of the fairy, go to the source of the sea to find you. "The master's hoarse opening, the right hand on the jar, a shot, the wine inside, has been exhausted.

"You are my younger brother. You are our younger brother. Although we are different in blood, we are the ninth peak, and fate brings us together. Then we are more than ten times more powerful than the blood." Loved ones!

You can give up the identity of the gods for us, and willing to go to the source of the sea, we... As your brother, we can give you life!

You don't know, when you left, when I woke up, how many times I saw the tiger crying alone, he was drinking alone, looking at your Dongfu...

There is also your second brother, his whole person has changed a lot, his look is gloomy most of the time, I know that he is hating himself for repairing enough, he hates that he can't change everything.

Because of the kind of hate, it is also in my heart!

After you left, after we have awakened one after another, the three of us decided that after that, no matter what the price, we must become stronger, we must continue to become stronger, and we must be strong enough to control our own destiny! "The master's hoarse mouth, when the right hand was lifted up, another jar of wine appeared. When he was photographed, all the drinks disappeared.

Su Ming silently looked at the master, looking at the big man who had no head but was extremely burly, looked at him, and Su Ming’s face showed a smile. The smile contained the passage of time and contained a kind of Ming can go to the meaning of attachment.

Because the person in front of him is real, it is not many in his life, the real existence, this is really the body, but the soul, the meaning, the friendship with him.

All this is true.

After experiencing all kinds of past experiences, after experiencing Su Xuanyi’s plan, Su Ming did not dare to believe that what is true and what is false, because once it is believed, once it is serious, then if all this is false, His damage will be great.

But Su Ming here, from the beginning to the end, from the day he entered the ninth peak until now, he has been firm, the ninth peak, is true, the master, the second brother, the tiger, is true!

These are the most precious things in Su Ming's heart. They are the things that he can pay for all the costs. This is the treasure in his life.

Su Ming, he has had a bloodthirsty, has been cold-blooded, has been crazy, but his inner heart, which few people can understand, is still fragile. This fragile place is his loved one and is the ninth peak. .

"You...how did you leave the barbarian land?" Su Ming looked at the master brother. He could feel the arrogance of the master. It was not a simple killing that could be condensed. It must have been piled up in the blood for many years. The murder of the murder.

"Barbarian land..." The master was silent for a moment.

"You can go to the source of the sea for us, we can also look for you in order to go out, willing to obey the eternal will of the dying place, become the will, go to the other continents of the dying place, complete him one after another I don't know how the old 2 and the tiger were spent. They didn't say that the tiger automatically forgot the memory.

But I know that I was in the midst of the battle, killing the eternal life... My cultivation is killing, my cultivation is not high, but the most powerful of my cultivation is my anger!

If you really say practice, then what I am repairing is 煞, repairing is a soul river! ! "The master said here, the right hand raised and waved toward the starry sky. In an instant, the starry sky roared, and a long river suddenly disappeared. The river was boundless, and there were countless creatures in the screaming, screaming, struggling. It is lingering.

"As for the place to go out of yin, it is because... it!" The master took back his right hand and grabbed it in the chest. Immediately his chest was bloody, and the blood flowing out of the flesh and blood formed a complicated complex in his chest. brand.

The branding looks like a grimace, smirking.

"This seal is called the spirit of the dark morning. Only when it was branded, it became a sacrifice for the dark morning camp. The ancient wills made me leave the land of yin."

The same is true of your second brother, the tiger...and so.

After we left the land of yin and death, we dispersed each other. I asked your second brother to change the sect. You can go to any sect of the sect. You can change your life with the body of the ghost king. Da Dacheng!

I will let you the three brothers, join the Alliance of the Fairy, start small, because his character is too embarrassing, too direct, the matter is good or bad, but jade is not a weapon, I want him to suffer, let him in the battlefield Gradually sculpt the rules of the body of the law, let it ... out of the avenue that belongs to him!

And myself, it is to join a family, become a sharp knife to hone, and then back to their family, repair me!

The reason why I let the three of us separate is also to let us find the way to the source of the sea of ​​stars and to find you in their own way. If it is the battle of the morning, we have already gone to the source of the sea..." The brothers were silent for a moment, and they spoke slowly. His words were calm and even sounded not thrilling. But Su Ming, who understands the character of the master, knows that the real experience must be more than a hundred times more difficult than the master’s. ——

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