Pursuit of the Truth

Su Ming looked at the illusory nine-headed beast in the sky. He looked at the three heads in the agility. There were two heads in the eyes. The blue shirts in the eyes, their cold and proud eyes, seemed to be separated from the world by Su Ming’s eyes. For the first time, across a long distance, I touched it together.

This blue shirt looks like a smile on the corner of his mouth, with some contempt, and gradually disappears into the sky with the nine behemoths. As it disappears, the dark clouds remain, and the rain remains. []

"Not necessarily..." Su Ming looked calm, and he suddenly understood the meaning of the blue shirt.

He didn't know who the figure was, but Su Ming knew that this mountain clock didn't have a master, and the other party didn't get full control. The nine heads only accounted for two!

When the illusory beast of the sky is completely blurred and invisible, the people on the earth, one by one, open their eyes from the hustle and bustle, no matter how strong or weak, together with the three peaks of Yan’s relatives and savage, etc. At this moment, I opened my eyes.

They rarely know what happened, and even the sky is filled with dark clouds. It is not the same as the ones. After a short silence, the crowd has risen.

"Just... what happened!"

"I feel that there is a blank in my mind, just remember that the bells are echoing..."

"No, what must have happened just now, otherwise it is impossible for us all to be like this!"

The voice of the discussion became more and more humming. When the crowds of this place condensed their eyes on the ancient clock, Su Ming, they saw the back of Su Ming, Su Ming lowered his head, and the black robe covered his face. I can't see the look and look of it. I can only see that his back looks like a feeling of incomprehensibility, step by step to the stone gate leading to the second floor.

Nantian and other people next to Shimen looked shocked and looked at Su Ming. Only when they were counting the time, although they were dusty, they still had a blank. They didn’t know what happened but Ke Jiuxi was Su Ming came to the middle of the subconscious and stepped back, and the look was awe.

Others may not be clear, but he Ke Jiusi once witnessed Sima Xin’s ringing this time. In the end, although it was three, it also showed the scene of letting him and everyone around him have a blank memory. He always remembered that he was awake. What I saw was that Simaxin silently looked at the back of the ancient clock. The back, now in his opinion, can be overlapped with the mysterious person in front of him!

Nantian breathlessly, although he knows that it is not as much as Ke Jiu Si, but he knows that this clock belongs only to the strange memory gap that Sima Xin can now appear, which makes him also awe of the people who come here. .

"With Sima adults robbing this clock... this person..." Nantian bowed his head.

Xuan Wheel is silent, and his look is extremely complicated. He recognizes Su Ming. At this moment, Su Ming has a mystery in his eyes. This mystery is so thick that Xuan Wheel’s subconscious choice has been retired.

"Ming Ming is not as good as me, but it makes me jealous of the Mexican Su... dare to compete with Sima Daren for the treasure, and... like the harvest of the Mexican Su... What is the secret of this person, he is this mountain Chain, just to enter the qualifications of Tian Hanzong... Fortunately, he was not the one who had a good blood coagulation a few months ago..." Xuan Wheel hesitated, and he found himself somewhat uncertain.

Under the eyes of the people here, Su Ming walked calmly, and there was no pause in the figure leading to the second floor of the stone gate, stepping in.

The stone door suddenly had a strong flash of light. At the same time, the three tokens that existed in Su Ming’s body also had their own radiance. Under the flash, Su Ming’s figure disappeared into the stone door.

When Su Ming stepped into the stone gate, Yan Chifeng, Yan Yan came behind an old Ni, the mother coughed as she walked, her face wrinkled, and her face was sick red when she coughed.

Beside the old lady, there were two girls who supported her and looked worried.

Yan Yan turned and looked at the mother, and immediately stepped forward, personally supporting the old man's arm.

"The patriarch, the man must come... we..." One of the girls, quickly spoke.

"Okay, let's go back." Yan Yan nodded and helped the old lady to reach the edge of the mountain. This position can better see Lushan City.

"Well, some people just got some inheritance from Lushan Zhong..." The old sister’s eyes showed a faint light, and the voice was hoarse, showing a weakness, as if it were not Yan Yan’s help. Will be down.

"Yes." Yan Yan was silent for a while and whispered.

"This bell, it has been in the mountains for too long, too long... Even the Lushan Department of that year was named after the bell, the mountain bell, or the name of the Laoshan ancestors, in fact its origin and name, no one Know.

It’s good to be taken away. The province’s stay here is a curse in the future...” Whether it’s Sima Xin or the person who is just talented, whoever can take it away will take it away, you, don’t participate.”

"But Mayfair is going to enter the cold..." "Yan Wei hasn't finished yet, and the old man's weak body turned and looked at the beautiful woman in front of her, didn't speak, just looked at it."

For a long time, Yan Yan bowed his head.

"Apo, I remember."

"Hey, my Yanchi department is just a small medium-sized tribe. We are not convinced by Sima Xin. Can we provoke this person who dares to rush with Sima Xin?"

"Apo, I am worried about Tian Hanzong. After all, Sima Xin is a disciple who is very concerned about Tian Hanzong... Mayfair also wants to join Tian Hanzong. If I am indifferent at the moment, I am..."

"You are still too young..." The old man raised his trembling hand and patted Yan's shoulder. In his dim eyes, there was wisdom left to her.

"You can say that Sima Xin is a disciple of Tian Hanzong, but can you say that the disciple of Tian Hanzong is Sima Xin?" The old vomit turned his head and looked deep into the mountains.

"Too..." Yan Yan, a little ignorant.

The old man sighed, didn't go to see Yan Yan, whispered: "In other words, you can say that the Yanchi Department is a tribe in the South Morning, but you can say that the tribe of the South Morning is the Yanchi Department... understand What?"

Yan Yan was silent for a moment and nodded.

"Women, I paid a lot of money for Tian Hanzong. The four-layer space transmission method is enough to keep my Yanchi Department from dying for a thousand years. This person should not provoke him. He wants to smash the mountain chain. We welcome it." The look is exhausted.

At the same time, on the top of the eastern part of Ang, Anton was very glamorous. His look changed uncertainly. He seemed hesitating and hesitating. He even went to see Yan Chifeng from time to time. Seeing that Yan Chifeng had been calm, he had a decision.

"In the three parts of Lushan, I admire the most arrogant of Yanchi. This wife may not have amazing opportunities, but her wisdom can play a key role in some major events. She does not move, we do not move. !

Lushan Zhong, who can take it, who is it, this clock is not our three, if you want to know this question, you can be calm. "Anton is like a self-speaking, and it seems to be talking to the head of the An Dong and the head of the war."

The Pu'er Department is also silent. For this issue, the three parts are strikingly similar, and they don't care.

At the moment, there is only a remnant in the morning, but the rain is still very large. It falls between the mountains and flows down the rocks, making the ground very slippery. This is the first time Su Ming stepped into the second floor of Lushan City, standing here, behind him. It is the stone gate that blocks the third floor. The height of his front is the first floor of Lushan City, which is the top of Lushan Mountain. It is not far from here. There is nothing in the first layer. Only three chains are from Spread there, connected to the three peaks.

"邯山链..." Su Ming's eyes have a fine light, lifted his footsteps, and he never walked through the quiet second floor, following the winding mountain road, after the half-column incense, he stood The highest point of this mountain city!

Here the mountain wind whistling, the wind blew the surface, blowing Su Ming's clothes and dancing, but could not blow away the robes that covered the face. In this wind, the three chains connected to the top of the mountain swayed, below is the abyss, that The wind is thorny, and there are still raindrops in it. Su Ming stands there and breathes out a deep breath.

He doesn't know if it is a strong duster to break the mountain chain. If it fails to fall to the abyss, it will die. But this mountain chain can exist for many years. It is not easy to think about it. Even if it is dusting, you can fly empty, and you will have nine deaths.

Standing here, Su Ming looks far away, the end of the eyes are still watching, or the clouds are rolling, like heaven and earth, regardless of each other, the rain curtain is like a curtain, making everything ambiguous.

In the sky, there are sometimes thunder and bangs, and there are some lightning bolts that are difficult to clear during the day, and sometimes a slash in the clouds. If you keep staring, there will be a sense of flashing eyes.

"Starting the chain of mountains!"

"Which one will choose which tribe's chain of mountains? I think it is likely to be Yanchi!"

"No matter which chain he is, what I want to know is whether he can succeed. He can go to the first few segments of the nine-segment chain! More than seven paragraphs, even if it succeeds!"

"In the past, Tian Hanzong chose disciples, and the criteria for obtaining qualifications need to step into the eighth chain of the mountain. Although there are some differences, but those who can go to the ninth chain are really too few and too few."

"What is the ninth article? As far as I know, the so-called nine-segment now open is actually the first one of the real chain of the mountain. The real chain of mountains is connected with eight peaks. It is only a thousand years ago. There has been a complete chain of two security!"

Although the rain is big, it can't stop people's attention. Su Ming stands on the top of the mountain. In front of him is the iron chain connected with the Yanchi Department. His right chain is connected to the eastern mountain peak. On the left side, the one is washed by rain, and there is an iron chain that continuously drops in the water, which is connected to Pu'er Mountain.

Chains, three different peaks.

Su Ming stood here, and his mind could not help but emerge a few years ago. He first came to Lushan City. He stood in the third floor and looked up at the zephyr standing on the top of the mountain.

That scene is reflected in his mind for a long time.

"It has been a few years, really fast..." Su Ming murmured, and he took a deep breath and looked at the chain of Pu'er Peak. He had a fine light in his eyes, and he leaned toward the left chain and stepped forward!