Pursuit of the Truth

Su Ming sighed, when he looked again, the red color of that month disappeared again, as if the previous scene was just an illusion. Su Ming looked dignified. He didn't think he would have such an illusion. At this moment, he stared at the small holes and stared at the bright moon outside, sinking.

Time passed slowly. With Su Ming's look, because it no longer operated the body's blood, the red mansions of this cave quickly dissipated and recovered as usual. For a long time, Su Ming frowned.

"Is it really an illusion..." Su Ming sighed, closing his eyes and disregarding the matter, but at the moment his eyes closed, his pupils shrank fiercely.

"No!" He faintly caught some thoughts, but the thoughts were looming, and they seemed to be able to dissipate at any time.

"Red moon... Red moon... Red..." Su Ming murmured, looking down at his body, his mind appeared in his mind before he saw the red moon, it seems that he is in the medicine The effect is full, the blood turns, and there are red awns to scatter the cave.

His gaze gradually brightened with his thoughts, and the fuzzy thoughts in his mind gradually became clear. After a while, Su Ming did not think about it, blinked his eyes, and ran his body blood, suddenly all 19 blood lines appeared on his body. The stunned red awns not only shrouded his body in the red awns, but also reflected the red color of the cave.

Su Ming's eyes stared at the bright moon outside the small holes. Under the blood of the surrounding, he took a deep breath, and his expression became more and more dignified.

At the moment, the moon he saw, has a red!

The red is not the moon, but the earth is filled with red mans, Su Ming reveals the moon through the red light, naturally there will be the illusion that the moon turns red.

"Women's savage desires, the side of the poor side, the fire and the blood, read the burning of the celestial, read the burning blasphemy... If the fire is out of the clouds, the sky between the heavens and the earth... then meditation, blood and fire, nine extreme, One is the law, burning a fire, nine worship, into the fire!! Su Ming looked at the red moon, muttering in the mouth.

"At that time, meditation... The meditation of the time... The meaning of this sentence is that when you see the moon, you silently think about it, imagine it... just, what is imaginary... **** fire Nine is the pole, one is the law, burning the fire and worshiping the nine, and worshipping the fire.... No, this sentence has nothing to do with imagination, but the action is right.” Su Ming frowned, his blood inside. Constantly running, making the red mansions more and more thick, so that in his eyes, the moon's red is more clear.

"Imagine..." Su Ming suddenly blinked, and his mind was thundering like a thunder.

"Why, this sentence should be like this. If the fire is coming out of the clouds, between the heavens and the earth, then meditation! If so, then the meaning is very different. It is not to imagine when the fire moon appears. But imagine the fire moon appears!" Su Ming body shocked, he faintly felt like he caught the focus!

He took a breath and silently imagined that the moon in the sky became red. This kind of imagination, as time passed, was repeatedly repeated by Su Ming in his mind. At the end, he was almost immersed in his mind. Inside, I forgot the operation of the blood inside, ignoring that the snow in the cave has all disappeared and returned to normal.

He leaned his head and stared at the bright moon outside the small holes, and the illusions in his mind overlapped.

"Red moon... Burning moon..." Su Ming murmured, in his eyes, the moon was red, and the red became richer, slowly making the whole moon completely bright red.

At this moment, Su Ming's body hair is not directly relaxed, he faintly felt that in the red moon in the eyes, there seems to be a red thin line descending from the sky, following the few holes, floating, and The fusion of his own eyes, faintly transferred to his body, with the integration of blood.

A cold feeling appeared in his whole body. After being integrated into the blood, the blood in his body worked on his own and slowly flowed. Su Ming was unaware of it. At this moment, it seems that there is a world where everything is dissipated, only that A red moon is in the eye, getting bigger and bigger, and getting clearer.

The red in the month seemed to contain a strange power, which fell into his body as the moonlight fell.

As time passed, Xiaohong had already revived, and looked at Su Ming not far away. His eyes were inexplicable, and he looked up at the small holes and saw the moon outside, but the moon was watching it. It’s no different from usual. It scratches its head and can’t think of what Su Ming is doing.

No one noticed that at this moment, in the five peaks of Wushan, all the moon-wings inhabited the sleeping places, and strange changes have taken place!

Especially in the depths of the Black Yanfeng, in the basin covered by the syrup, on the huge red trunk, numerous lines wandered, sometimes revealing the face of the moon wing, the expression on the face is not awkward, not sad, but It is an obsession and excitement.

I don't know what they are excited about, but they can see their excitement from their quick movements in the trunk, which is extremely strong.

It seems that they are struggling to rush out of the trunk, but they are prevented by some kind of power and cannot appear.

It’s like, what they feel, maybe summoning, maybe... pilgrimage... or maybe... feeling the eternal age of their death...

Under the smoldering of the bubbling sun, the bones of the edge of the age were soaked in fiery magma, but there was no change, but his fingers pointed, the moment The handwriting that Su Ming had seen on the wall was a blank.

Nothing...not being erased, but coming from time to time, as if it never appeared.

The bones next to it are bones, but at the moment, the sarcasm and pride in their expressions are extraordinarily distinct.

Perhaps, what he ridiculed is not a scene of his own death, but after death...

At night, when the moon of the sky has a faint trace of scatter, like the moment when the dawn of the dawn breaks, in this Wushan forest, there is a figure covered in black robe, slowly moving towards the distance. go with.

This figure is the person who existed in the Heishan tribe that day. He walked very slowly, but every step fell, often as if the body was illusory, and directly penetrated countless dead wood.

"Here, there is still no...what is it!!" This figure seems to sigh, and it makes a hoarse voice, and gradually goes to the distance. When the sky is first revealed, it disappears.

I hope that in the name of Xu Liguo, where I don’t know where I am now, I’ll double my referral ticket today~~~

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