Pursuit of the Truth

"Mulberry..." Su Ming's eyes are inextricably flashed. With his mind, if you don't want people to see the clues, unless you are a stranger like the old spirits, otherwise it is difficult for others to find any clues on them. .

Even the old blame like the old man of the heavens can never be seen. After all, the length of the complex twists and turns of Su Ming’s life is not something that other monks can imagine.

These people are one of the monks who are seen in this real world within the scope of his knowledge. The reason why he came here is that Su Ming is for the middle-aged man named after the money.

But he is still somewhat uncertain... Because of the existence of the Three Shorts, here... also exists, he is not sure whether the man surnamed this money is his former friend.

In particular, after hearing the names of the monks who were referring to themselves, and adding their respectful demeanor, Su Ming also achieved some of his purposes. He wanted to appear in front of these people, with the eyes of these people. Look to be able to deny that in this world, another one.

"Cold winter sect..." Su Ming looks as usual, faintly opening, as if there is not much impression on this sect.

"I don't want to wait for the size of the sect. The sangzi adults must have not paid much attention. This ancestor is one of the three celestial sects of the Jade Palace. The prince of Li Tianwang, one of the four ancestors of the winter ancestor, the lord of the dynasty passed down Li Tianwang four will be in the position of Li Hai. When the seven monks respected worship, one of them immediately spoke.

"This person is useful to you, you are waiting to leave." Su Ming did not ask, calmly said.

The seven people hesitated for a moment. After looking at each other, they immediately bowed to Su Ming, turned and turned into a seven-way Changhong, and went straight to the sky, and soon disappeared.

The middle-aged man with a surname of money is trembled at the moment. He hates to fan his own mouth. He secretly believes that he should not swear by the mulberry, but he still feels that he has vowed to do so. Too strange, strange to let him stare at Su Ming, the more and more trembling in his heart.

"That... I don't know what happened to Sangzi adults looking for small things?" Qian’s middle-aged man was dry and dry, and his subconscious face showed aunty.

"Qian Chen!" Su Ming turned his head and fell on the man surnamed Qian. After a long while, he suddenly opened his mouth.

"Small is!" This man is exactly Chen Chen, who once met the Su Ming on the barbarian land. With a short time, until Su Ming was forced to go to Shenyuan Xinghai, he lost the contact Qianchen! !

Su Ming later asked the two brothers about Qian Chen. This person left Su Ming after he went to Shenyuan Xinghai, and Su Ming still remembers that the descendants of the morning sect of the morning. Qian Chen witnessed the death of the ninth peak, the sadness and anger of the look, and the determination to be a strong man.

The memory of this scene appeared in Su Ming’s mind. He looked at the man in front of him. He had a brother who could not know this person... It was Qian Chen of Sanyue, or Qian Chen here.

"You... still recognize me?" Su Ming was silent for a moment and suddenly spoke.

This sentence comes out. There was a sudden shock in Qian Chen’s body. From the beginning of Su Ming’s appearance, he could not see too many changes in his thoughts. The most is the annoyance of vows, but in fact, in the heart of Qian Chen, Yu Fangcai When I saw Su Ming’s moment, there was a bitterness that was hard to detect by outsiders.

This bitterness comes from the appearance of Su Ming. From his previous memory, but he did not dare to believe, but stood there, staring at Su Ming.

Su Ming's appearance is somewhat different from that of the barbarian land in the past, but if the difference is long, you can still find some traces. He looks at Qian Chen. After a long time, sigh.

"Remember the ninth peak."

When this sentence came out, Qian Chen’s body was so fierce that his face was unbelievable. How could he forget the ninth peak? That was the place that he would never forget in his life. When he accidentally left here, he entered the whirlpool of Fuyang, where he met some people in a barbaric world.

The variety of the ninth peak, until the last miserable, was deeply imprinted on his mind. At that time, he did not know the secret of the sangxiang world in which he was located, until Su Ming went to the source of the sea. Qian Chen chose to leave in silence, and after returning to his own world, he wandered in this sangxiang world, he happened by chance...

Far from seeing a grand event in their realm of Sang Xiangzhen, the grand event...The third sangzi appeared in the realm of Xianzong, he will not forget his own self, the excitement after seeing the third mulberry.

I will not forget that when he tried to touch the third mulberry, he encountered the indifference and his own mistakes until he was faint and far away from the realization.

"Sangzi adults said these...small can't understand..." Qian Chen was silent for a moment, and once again squeezed the aunt's aunt on his face, and smiled bitterly inside.

He didn't dare to confirm, because as time went by, he slowly noticed the secrets about the big world of Sang Xiang, the people who existed here... also existed outside.

But it is not a person.

Su Ming, who he saw before him, is clearly the same as Sangzi. Qian Chen is difficult to distinguish... This person is Su Ming, or a mulberry.

Su Ming was silent. He recognized Qian Chen. From this series of reactions, Su Ming saw a lot of things, but he did not forcefully recognize each other, but in this silence, he glanced at Qian Chen deeply. .

"I didn't expect you to come from here... take care." Qian Chen is a friend of Su Ming. Although he is a few people in the friendship than Su Ming and the master, this person is not an enemy, but a friend.

Su Ming shook his head, turned around and walked toward nothingness. Since Qian Chen was hesitant and had a hard time to recognize it, no matter what the hardship was, Su Ming would not persecute, friendship... Sometimes, it’s like a meet-up When I met again... maybe it turned into Pingshui again.

Looking at Su Ming's back gradually rising, Qian Chen's face showed a strong struggle, a loud opening sighed.

"Which is the one I am afraid of, who is it?"

"Rain..." Su Ming figured in the air, turned his head and looked at Qian Chen, slowly said.

"Why do you say this..." Qian Chen said here, he was not talking, and his eyes shed tears.

"The dragon that turns into a dog is bullying you, and the rain is bullying the dragon. So when you first, you think that the rain is the most powerful and the most terrible." Su Ming looked at Qian Chen, his face showed remorse, that period of time. ……very nice.

"you are……"

"I am not a mulberry, I am Su Ming from the barbarian land!" Su Ming's words came out of the moment, there were more tears in Qian Chen, and he looked at Su Ming slyly, and his expression gradually became excited.

"Su Ming...is you, really you, you are not a mulberry, you are Su Ming!!"

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A comprehension star broken into two halves, the color of the sky is not blue, but dim, you can see the wind whistling at the end of the sky, the earth is broken, the mountain collapses, and the empty ground is filled with cracks.

There were a few empty spaces between the cracks in the earth. There was a case with two pots of wine on it. Su Ming sat there with his knees, next to Qian Chen.

Su Ming listened to Qian Chen's story, and from an accidental accident, he entered the Xiangyang whirlpool and entered the barbarian. Then Su Ming went to the source of the sea, and Chen Chen chose to leave and returned to this sangxiang true world. Here he met too many people, there is another Su Ming, there is another rain...

"This is the big world of Sangxiang. In the legend of the barbarian, there is a butterfly called Sangxiang. This legend is true. In our big world, Sangxiang is supreme...

There are four real worlds here...

There is a kind of call called mulberry, such as the son of mulberry, such as the reincarnation of mulberry, in fact, there are some special reasons, so that they can communicate with Sang Xiang will, can borrow the power of mulberry. ”

"I also saw... Bai Su..." Qian Chen made a speech and looked at Su Ming, hesitating.

"She is not a monk. It was a mortal star I saw in a mysterious star in the innocent world many years ago. Her family is a big family there.

I didn't see the two brothers and the tiger... But I remembered that she is now in the realm of the township. It is..." Qianchen’s words once again, hesitated, and continued.

"It is the Taoist of the third mulberry."

Su Ming is silent. He has already thought that perhaps the people of the Three Wilderness have another self in this sang phase. The place where the barbarian land is located is in the whirlpool. The people there...not everyone exists here. Oneself.

Only some people with certain qualifications will be like this. Su Ming is like this, Bai Su is like this.

Bai Su has a good explanation, she is the repair of the three wild, and Su Ming here ... is also very good to explain, he is not a life of the dying vortex.

"This is the realm of Sang Xiang, there are four real worlds, respectively, the Xianzong of this place, the virtual yang, the scorpion and the winning town... In this sangxiang world, there are many monks in the world, scattered in four Inside the Great Truth.

In addition to the fact that Xianzong Zhenjie was solitary many years ago, it is not allowed to form various forces here. The other three real worlds are sitting on three mulberry trees.

And in those three real worlds, each has a powerful sect, such as the jade palace of Haotian, there are Jade Emperor, Li Tianwang, Ertong God and Fenghuo Boy, among which the Jade Emperor is respected, and the remaining three are each Doors, they are collectively called... Jade Palace. ”

"In another case, for example, in the virtual world of the virtual yang, there is the sanctuary of the four continents, the struggle for the saints, the three sons of the cloud, the Tao, the imaginary, and the self-contained forces.

There is also the real world of winning the town, there are ten major deaths under the mulberry, control the eighteen prisons to the treasure, tough. ”

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