Pursuit of the Truth

The mountain is the outer building of Qingshan Building. !

Water is white water and heaven.

The sky is blue, and the white clouds are dotted with the sky. When you look at it, the sky seems to be a beautiful picture. If it is not windy, it seems that the clouds are slowly drifting in the wind, making this picture not static. But become the world.

Su Mingying looked at the sky. He has been waking up for a month. In the past month, although he has accepted the facts around him, he still can't understand why he is...·····Where.

His memory still retains the scene in which he finally wins the funeral burial. Because the level of life is not equal, the possibility of success is very small, but the moment that Su Ming is in the house is the peak of his life and soul. Therefore, the moment of winning, is not without the possibility of success.

However, if it is successful, why is it not a funeral? If it fails, then why is it now?

Also... Su Ming looked down at his body and silenced.

"Xuan Er, is in a daze." A serious voice came from Su Ming's side. It was an old man, an old man with a look of no anger and full of white hair. The old man wore a gray robe with a headband. Holding a bucket, holding a wooden pole in his hand, looking back at Su Ming.

"Master······" Su Ming looked at the old man in front of him. Although he had been awake for a month, every time he saw this person, he would be shocked and not knowing that everything in front of him was true or false.

The look of this old man is exactly... the evil man!

All the same, even the sound is like the ups and downs in Su Ming's memory, can not be separated from the past and the present.

"This is the first month. You have to remember that for a total of six thousand years, there are ten Jiazi in the sixty-three. You have to go through thousands of mountains as you go, walk through Wanshui, walk through a plain everywhere, watch Time and time again, sunrise and sunset, Ming Wu’s changes in the seasons, knowing the truth of the heavens and the earth, seeking a true, looking for the goodness of human nature······

Then you will travel alone, and only then will you be qualified to compete with your great emperor and the emperor, and you will have the opportunity to become the future treasurer, and the old man can not pay you. The father asked. The old man faintly opened his hand and turned his head on the ground and continued to move forward.

"Follow up." His voice echoed with vicissitudes, echoing in this hilly land and the surrounding mountain winds seemed to merge, turning into a dark cloud at the moment, until it became a snowflake.

This is winter.

Su Ming silently followed the old man, passing through the hills and passing by a lake without ice. The distant sunset was with the afterglow, and Su Ming’s figure was reflected in the lake.

It was a boy, a gray gown with a fight, a handsome boy, but the boy’s face was always surrounded by a confused.

He is the three emperors of the ancient Tibetan state. He has two emperors. Before the ancient Tibetans had a tradition, every imperial power was exchanged. All the emperors were to be personally appointed by the emperor and took away the years of six thousand years. .

Sixty years after the birth of the prince, the emperor returned and launched a battle for the imperial power. This battle is destined to have only one prince who can live the blood of other people’s death and will cast his crown.

Become the master of the country.

And this country... is named as the ancient master of the whole earth. The supreme of the whole world is above all monks, above all the sects!

This is Su Ming at this moment, in addition to his own inherent memory, the extra glimpse... I don’t know when it has been branded in the depths of his soul, as if it was his own... .

It’s just that he can’t remember the name of the great emperor, and he can’t remember the appearance of the emperor’s brother. The most profound thing in memory is that the old man in front of the followers has to go through ten sons.

"Drinking water." At this lake, the old man stopped and looked back at Su Ming, pointing to the lake.

"The lake does not move like a sky, drink this water, such as swallowing a corner of the sky, this lake ... ... named Tianhu." The old man said, bent over and reached out, fished out a palm of the lake, put it on his mouth One bite.

Su Ming was silent, his eyes fell on the lake, and he did not bend over.

The old man looked up and looked at Su Ming.

"Why should I drink this lake? Even if it is reflected in the sky, I think that drinking this water is like swallowing a sky, but this thing is deceiving." Su Ming shook his head and said slowly.

"You look up and look at the sky in the distance." The old man calmly opened his mouth.

Su Ming looked up and looked at the sky. Suddenly his eyes narrowed. He saw the sky in the distance, and there was such a small area. It was awesome... as swallowed!

"What is the name of this lake originally, the old man does not know, but I passed this lake, I said it is the sky, it is the sky, I drink the water of this lake, I said that I swallowed the sky, then ... is swallowing A corner of the sky.

You are attached to this, and you are caught in cause and effect. "The old man faintly opened.

Su Ming was silent. After a long time, he suddenly laughed. Why bother to care about what causes and causes, why bother to care where he is, why bother to hold an answer, as long as you are on the road, everything is enough.

"The disciple is taught." Su Ming clenched his fist and bowed to the old man. He bent down and squatted down, and his right hand was lifted into the lake but he did not fish out of the lake, but his eyes were flashing and his right hand was squatting. Gently take a shot.

The moment of this shot, immediately the lake suddenly roared, undulating, lingering, making the originally reflected sky, suddenly broken, dissipated.

"This is why." The old man frowned.

"Master said that it is heaven, so after drinking it is swallowing the sky, I said it is not a day, so there is no need to drink." Su Ming stood up and looked at the old man.

"The ambition is not small." The old man's eyes showed a fleeting appreciative, but soon, his eyes showed a sharp intention, and the words were an instant turn.

"There is no reason, and some arrogance. The old man said that this lake is a day. It is because the lake reflects the sky. Therefore, it is true to follow the will of God, so it can really swallow the sky, because all this is God’s will. The old man is just taking advantage of the situation.

But you······has disturbed the lake. If you set aside the number of lives, you can’t use it for a long time. The lake will still be calm after all, or it will reflect the sky. For it, you are just passing.

For you, you are contented, laughing at the lake and the dust, but for the lake, it is also laughing at you, don’t believe it... You see again if the lake is calm, you laugh at the calm lake Whether you can see the reflection, it is laughing at you. "The old man's calm opening, the word is slow, but it seems to contain the avenue.

"I don't believe in life." Su Ming did not look back, but the lake behind him was the moment to re-smooth after the roll, and immediately there was a large amount of water vapor, which instantly became a fog, covering the entire lake. It was the time of ten interest, and Su Ming’s back to the lake’s big sleeves.

Immediately after the wind blew, after the fog, the lake was completely dry and completely dissipated, leaving only the ugly mud in the deep recess, and the fish and shrimps in the numerous muds.

"Now, it can be completely gone." Su Ming faintly opened.

The old man was silent, and after looking at Su Ming deeply, he shook his head.

"The ancient Tibetan descent is the only strongest in this world. This rumor is really true. Let's go, our road is still very long." The old man turned and stopped looking at the lake and walked forward.

Su Ming bowed his head and did not go to see the lake. Follow the old man and go all the way. This road, in Su Ming's view of the target is good, the end is not important, this is a road to seek, a ... to make yourself a more powerful road.

I walked through a mountain, walked through a river, walked through the four seasons, and walked for ten years.

The old man is in the front, Su Ming is behind, Su Ming ten years ago, the reflection in the lake is a teenager. Now he has become a young man, and the pace has been even greater. His face is gone. It used to be awe-inspiring, but it has returned to the calmness of the world like the Sangxiang.

The night sky is a little bit, the earth is burning, and Su Ming is sitting next to the campfire. His opposite is the old man like the evil spirit. After another decade of snow and wind, the two sit here and feel the way behind. Cold, feel the heat waves coming from the face.

The old man closed his eyes and seemed to be immersed in his practice. He did not change everything in the accident world. Su Ming raised his head and looked at the back of countless dusty snowflakes in the sky, hanging in the empty moon.

This month is always there, but people are not... Su Ming silently thinks about the past, silently counts the memory, where there is only in his own world, to find the sigh of the boat.

"In the ancient burial country, there are many famous ancestral gates." The voice of the vicissitudes of life, slowly coming out from the mouth of the old man with his eyes closed, mixed in the snow, into the sizzling sound of the bonfire, introduced to Su Ming Ears.

"Seven twelve doors." Su Ming still looked at the vague moon, a calm opening.

"Zong and the door, what is the difference." The old man slowly asked.

"Zong is a continuation of inexhaustible emptiness. It is sealed by ancient times, and the door is empty and uncultivated."

"What happens every time the imperial power alternates." The old man continued to speak.

"Seven movements, twelve chaos, the battle of the imperial power, the world changes." Su Ming took back the look of the moon to the sky, watching the burning of the bonfire, calmly said.

"In this boundless world, the limit of cultivation, I have told you in the past ten years, you can still remember." The old man faintly opened.

"Unspeakable, unspeakable, nowhere, no way to God, if the nine times of enlightenment, such as the nine-way God, nine for the extreme, after the break can be broken, the road is boundless!

Those who have become enlightened, have never appeared in the past, so the world can understand, but it is not clear. Su Ming said calmly, these things, in this decade, the old man has let Su Ming know.

Volume 7, Chapter One! The monthly ticket arrived at the second, thank you all, thank you for your friends, thank you, let the seven-day outbreak of Ergen take it to the next level, please wait for me, wait for three days after my normal update, I will come back again with a crazy outbreak. ! !