Pursuit of the Truth

The man who drank the wine saw the woman, and he looked up and smiled. He stood up and seemed to say something. The woman’s eyes were calm. When she came, she sat across from the man, her eyes swept around, and she was leaving. Su Ming’s body swept away and seemed to not care.

"Well?" The man seemed very embarrassed, did not sit down, but whispered.

"You are not qualified, but I have won you a day to prove that you are qualified:"

Su Ming left, this is the words he heard before his departure. The two men did not seem to avoid this, but Su Ming did not want to participate in things that were not related to him, although he faintly saw that this There seems to be something hidden between the man and the woman, but this matter has nothing to do with him.

Nothing in the night, in the early morning of the next day, Su Ming opened his eyes from the meditation, sorted out the clothes, and left the room. In the early morning, Lushan City, with a thin mist, walked outside, like walking through the clouds, quite a strange and strange feeling.

After yesterday’s observation and listening, I learned more about this Lushan City Su Ming. He walked on this street and looked up at the mountain city. The city accurately said that there are four layers, he is now, It is the fourth floor of the most local, and the range is also the largest.

The third layer of the upper limit is limited to repairing. If it is not enough, it cannot go up. As for the second floor and even the first floor, it needs to have certain identity before entering.

"On the first floor, the foothills of the city is the star-tower of the city. Only the dusty strongmen, and become the Hakka of any of the three parties, can enter the "Su Ming look." To the top of the mountain city, take a long time to recover, in the fourth layer of the scope to a shop selling herbal medicines.

Refining Shanling San and South Discrete Herbs, Su Ming did not buy it. He came to this Lushan City this time, mainly to find out if there is a map to Ximeng, and the herbal medicine that refines the spirit:

Throughout the morning, Su Ming’s herbs in and out of this store are quite comprehensive, but the price is much more expensive than Fengzhen. Fortunately, Su Ming’s stone coins have the filial piety of Fang Mu. Still quite ample.

“Refining the herbs that make up the spirits, there are still five and...” At the time of the noon, Su Mingmu de meditated and walked to the entrance to the third floor of the city, where there was also a majestic gate with a quiet door. There are dozens of people near the flashing lights, and they look at the bustle.

Su Ming saw that some of the barbarians in this place had successfully passed through the door, but many of them seemed to be repaired. They were bounced off when they entered. Although they did not look good, they did not try, but no longer tried. Going to those who watched the excitement, like what they bought, this went smoothly into the glory of the mountain gate.

After observing the film, Su Ming lifted his footsteps and approached the mountain gate. His arrival was left to look forward to those who were watching the lively people nearby. Su Ming looked as usual and stepped into the light, but at this time, He immediately felt that the force of rejection appeared on the body out of thin air. It seemed to be pushed hard by the force, and he took a few steps back and could not enter.

"Restriction is repaired in the eighth layer of the coagulation environment..." Su Ming brows back and forth in accordance with the force of rejection, judging the request to enter the third floor.

"Another guy who has no ability, but wants to try, you say you, come over: "There were more than a dozen people watching the crowd around and shouting to Su Ming.

Su Ming looked coldly. The man who spoke was just a middle-aged man on the fifth floor of the **** boundary. When he saw Su Ming looking at the time, he looked with a bad look. He immediately picked up his eyes and revealed a white order hanging on his waist. brand.

"Hey, it looks very awkward. This passage makes it only a thousand stones. If you want to enter the third floor, there are 1300 stones!" The middle-aged man was cold and took a palm-sized size from his arms. The stone piece is swaying in the hand.

Su Ming regained his gaze and ignored the middle-aged man. Instead, he looked at the mountain gate and took another step and walked forward.

His move not only made the middle-aged man sneer, but also caused the three tribes who were selling the same order as the other four people (Baidu seeks the devil, the official yy: 3943), and they look at it. I laughed.

"I haven't seen such a person for several days, Fang Lin, one thousand three hundred stones can't be sold!"

"This guy actually let Fang Lin catch up, he earned, if it is me, there are no two thousand stones to sell, or just buy it, or don't want to go in, who makes him not enough."

These more than ten people are obviously very familiar with each other. At this moment, there is a tacit understanding between the ridicule, and no one will be offered at a low price, but will help raise the price together.

Their laughter also caught the attention of people around, especially those who could not pass this door, mostly showing sympathy.

Su Ming approached the mountain gate, did not step in, but the right hand lifted up and pressed on the light, once again felt the power of rejection.

"Two thousand stones, you take out two thousand stones, Laozi will sell this pass to you." I can tell you, you are not the first to find something, today you have to buy, according to our rules, you next time Come, even if I am not here, you have to spend more stone coins..." The middle-aged man in the eastern part of Naan shouted loudly, but his words had not finished, but he immediately stopped.

The people next to them were also surprised by each other, no longer sneer, but looked at the mountain gate with a sly look, and the look was shocking.

But seeing Su Ming Mingming standing there did not move, but the right hand pressed on the light, but this light is a fierce flashing ride, it seems that there is an invisible force rushing into it, making this light like a piece The cloth that was pulled was deeply sunken, and a lot of it was scattered. It seems to be unbearable.

This scene made the three tribes who sold the pass orders take a breath. The middle-aged man was even pale in the face. They earned coins in this place for many years. Every day, they saw too many people coming in and out here. It’s a lot of knowledge, this kind of gloom, they have seen it dozens of times, but every time such a change occurs, it is caused by the strong dust!

If you open the door, the light will be pulled and eventually it will be torn.

In their silence, the shadow of the mountain gate in front of Su Ming suddenly appeared a crack, Su Ming slowly recovered the raised right hand, calmly stepped forward and stepped into the crack, the mountain gate was only Gradually recovered as usual.

There was silence outside the mountain gate. The middle-aged man was nervous and calmed down. The three tribes around him were stunned for a long while and looked at the middle-aged man with sympathy.

"Troubled to open up the dust... Fang Hao, you can do it yourself.

"I didn't expect him to be in a dusty environment. How old is he?"

"I have never seen this person before. This predecessor has only recently come to Lushan City with a fork."

The middle-aged man was somewhat flustered. Although he was calm and calm, his inner fear was that he did not dare to continue to sell the pass, and he hurried away. He regretted his heart. His eyes were always very accurate, otherwise he could not do this. The thing is obviously to see Su Ming's first failure after the strength of the rebound, guessing Su Ming's cultivation, will speak, but did not expect to be wrong.

"This" is not a bully? You said that you are obviously a predecessor. Once you have gotten it in the past, why bother to come to me..." The middle-aged man wants to be more wronged.

This Wu’s Su Ming walked into the third floor of the mountain town in the mountain gate. He looked back at the light in the mountain gate, revealing the contemplative work.

"Looking at this micro-manipulation, it should not be able to grasp the ordinary coagulation. I used the micro-manipulation of blood for the second time. It was very simple to come in, and this faint light was obviously different from when others entered. Su Ming Shen Yuzhong, going forward and showing the mountain road not far from him, is the second floor of this mountain city, the building is not too much, the pedestrians are less, but each one People, all of the eighth layer of coagulation, and even those buildings, are also a lot of faint atmosphere.

Obviously, there are strong people in these buildings.

Although it was at noon, there was no such noise in the fourth floor. Su Ming walked outside these shops, and suddenly his eyes flashed, his look revealing a strange, but quickly dissipated.

This is a shop selling the material of the beast. There is a **** atmosphere. There is an old man sitting cross-legged in the shop, his eyes closed, and on his right wrist, there are several black bell drills:

This shop is not big. On the right side of the wall, nine black studs are nailed to a mill-sized spider. The spider is purple and dead, but it has nine legs!

The ninth leg is reddish and obviously different from the rest of the body.

"This is one of the three materials for refining Na Shen San!" Su Ming regained his gaze and walked toward it.

But at the moment when Su Ming was about to step into this shop, suddenly the sky of the mountain city, the floating three groups of fog, seemed to be horrified, tumbling up, and more humming and whistling.

This sudden change, Li Yan let the old man in the shop squint openly, not only him, almost everyone in the third layer, all of them are in a shock, look up and look up.

But seeing the three groups of fog rolling more and more intense, at the same time, in the city built in the mountains, on the first floor, in the star-studded tower of the mountain, suddenly there is a burst The bells of the vicissitudes of life, roundabout.

Oh...oh...oh...

This bell seems to have picked up the invisible ripples, rolling around, not only attracting the attention of the third floor, but also causing the fourth floor of everyone's sorrow, even the second layer of people above, they are gazing went

"Zhong Ming three sounds, this is someone who wants to break the mountain chain!"

"I haven't seen anyone dare to smash the mountain chain for a long time! The losers are mostly dead, but once they succeed, they can enter the main three to meet one of their requirements!"

"Requirement is second, the most important thing is that if it succeeds, it will be regarded as the chief Hakka by the Ministry. The status is far from those who seek it. (Baidu seeks the devil's hand to update, the ear-book fan official yy: 3943) I have heard that this is one of the signs that the Tianhan ancestors took the ancestral disciples in the mountain city!"

"Which mountain chain chain is going to marry which tribe's life and death chain?"

The sound of Su Ming’s whistle was suddenly seen, but he saw a figure at the top of the mountain peak and the three iron chain centers connected to the mountain.

"It's him!" Su Ming saw the figure and showed contemplation.

The three books are debts: the first one, the Emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, Huangpu is a good man, not much, but people are very good.

The second one, the wind chime's proud world, this guy is not a good person, just bursting ears and hate ... despise him!

The third, the official of the pie, the weight of the pie is comparable to the ear root before the weight loss success, cough, and now it is thin, can be proud.