Pursuit of the Truth

Time passed by Su Ming in the quenching and practice. Xiaohong was squatting in Su Ming a few days later, with a piece of exhaustion, and even the whole body's hair was dimmed and returned to the cave.

It's just that it's tired, but it looks like a resounding and smug, constantly smelling its right claws, and screaming like a smirk.

When Xiaohong came back, Su Ming’s eyes opened slightly and looked at Xiaohong’s eyes. He couldn’t help but think of the scene he had seen a few days ago. The expression on his face was unnatural.

Xiaohong also noticed Su Ming’s gaze and turned to look at Su Ming. He immediately ran, extended his right paw, and took his pride. He also showed the look of Su Ming’s smell. He seemed to feel good, and everyone should share it. .

Su Ming cried and laughed, no longer care about Xiaohong, and once again immersed in practice.

In addition to those days before, the time of one month passed quickly, and the period of the appointment with the Ai Gong and his appointment to the Fengzhen tribe was also close.

During this time, Su Ming consumed all the Luo Yunye, and he could only successfully smelt out a mountain spirit. The failure rate of this dispersion became a serious depression for Su Ming.

Fortunately, apart from Shan Ling San, he was still quite successful in his practice. During this period of time, under his cultivation, the fourth layer of the coagulation was completely stabilized, and two more blood lines were reached, reaching forty. Nine, he slowly accepted the singularity of this savage technique.

Only the more backward, the more difficult the bloodline is cohesive. In recent days, no matter how Su Ming practiced, it can no longer be condensed. He understands that this is related to his inability to complete the third **** fire. .

In addition, Su Ming is in the night when the moon appears, according to the feeling from the heart, to try to control the moonlight many times, but the effect is not obvious, as if he can control, only a trace, can not increase.

Although it is only a trace of moonlight, but in the hands of Su Ming, it is sharp and incredible, more amazing than the bone angle, and most importantly, this silk moonlight red can not see, to analyze, Su Ming Can be slightly confirmed, except for himself, outsiders can not detect.

On the early morning of this day, Su Ming stood up from the knees and looked around the cave. After a little contemplation, he opened the barren to the side. He didn't know how long it would take him to go to the Fengzhen tribe and make some preparations.

On the rock wall of this cave, there are countless strips of fine gullies, which are dense and dense, which is caused by Su Ming’s manipulation of the moonlight.

After sorting out, Su Ming walked out of the cave. Xiaohong woke up a long time. Seeing that Su Ming was leaving, he quickly followed it. When he came out of the cave, he simply sat on the shoulder of Su Ming, too lazy to go down the mountain. It is.

"It's a pity that the mountain spirit is too difficult to quench... On the second door, there are eight small holes under the pattern of the mountain spirit. It is obvious that you need to give eight... I don’t know when I can guarantee my cultivation. , accumulated eight mountain spirit stones...

What's more, the opening of the second door requires a kind of medicine called Nanfang... The herbs needed for this medicine have never been seen before. Fortunately, there are some pictures given to me by the public, but there are some Introduction. Su Ming stood outside the cave and looked at the early yang between the heavens and the earth. He breathed a cold chill in his mouth and muttered to himself.

"Only if you have enough of these two kinds of medicine stones, you can open the second door... but fortunately, the last kind of stone called Na Shensan does not have to be quenched, but the more it is, the more it is Explain the preciousness of this god!" Su Ming Shen Yu, the little red on his shoulder seems to be intolerant, holding Su Ming's hair, screaming again and again.

Su Ming reached out and took a little monkey's head. The body slammed into the mountain, and the cold wind whistled, blowing his body clothes and hair, and letting Xiaohong hold Su Ming's hair.

Su Ming laughed and reverberated. When his body fell suddenly, his right hand grabbed the rock next to him. After he stabilized himself, he sank again. With his current cultivation, it was not long before he was in this galloping, and he fell into the black Yanfeng.

The snow in the forest is still the same. It is very soft on the top. Su Ming swayed and ran towards the distance. He planned to return to the tribe immediately, but he was on a winding road, but he was hesitant. A bit.

Xiaohong always sat on Su Ming's shoulder. It seemed to be quite comfortable. He even smelled his right paw constantly and was intoxicated. At this moment, seeing Su Ming stopping, he was slightly surprised.

The road on the right is the direction back to the tribe. As for the left side... Su Ming looks there, this road leads to the Oolong tribe.

"Look at it... Xiaohong, have you seen Bailing? Oh, yes, you haven't seen it, or will I show you there?" Su Ming whispered.

Xiaohong squinted his eyes and scratched his face with no snoring.

"Well, since you want to see her, I will take you to look at it from a distance." Su Ming seems to find a reason to let himself go forward, laughing and taking a little red head, in the small When the red reveals dissatisfaction, he gallops toward the path on the left side.

At dusk, the distant sun exudes a red-like glow, turning into a sunset, and Su Ming came to the place where he had bid farewell to Bai Ling. He was here, he could see the Wulong part. Contours, seeing the Wulong tribes walking inside, but they can't see the white figure.

For a long time, Su Ming was silent. He didn't know what he was thinking. He just felt that Bai Ling was very beautiful. He was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. He wanted to see more.

Hesitated for a moment, he sat there silently, not swaying, but looking at the sky, when the sunset faded, it seemed to be dark, his eyes flashed, got up and walked a few steps, and quickly moved forward, But he remained vigilant and slowly approached the Oolong tribe, but he could not be too close. After all, it was not Wushan. Once it was detected, it would be dangerous.

Although their Wushan and Wulong tribes do not have the same enmity as the Montenegrin Ministry, they are not Anping. If they encounter in the wild, they often have hostility, not to mention that, like Su Ming, they are outside the Wulong tribe. .

"Hey, you shouldn't do this." Su Ming groaned as he walked quietly. When he was still in the distance from the Wulong Department, he stopped his steps. He grew up in the tribe and grew up alone. One person went to Wushan to collect medicine, and even Su Ming, who saw the people of Montenegro on several occasions, was cautious, alert, and accompanied by his growth, has become an instinct.

He has seen too many bloody, although most of them are beasts captured by the hunting team in the tribe, but as a child, they are also smothered in the growing years, not to mention that he killed people!

This point, even Lei Chen did not experience.

So even if he wants to look at Bai Ling at the moment, his subconscious instinct still makes him choose to be more cautious and stop at a thousand feet when he is going to be dark.

There, he looked at the Oolong tribe in the distance, and his eyes showed decisiveness. Without any hesitation, he turned around and quickly moved away from the Oolong tribe.

But just as he ran a few steps, Su Ming suddenly cocked his body, and he felt a strong sense of crisis than he had encountered in the two Montenegro savage men.

He was leaping in his body, twisting his fingers without thinking, twisting his head with his hands, and the whole body shrank into a ball, and the little red squatted in his arms. The whole person seemed to be in the air.

At this moment, a sharp whistling sound rose from the sky, but saw a huge spear with a length of three feet, such as lightning from the Wulong tribe giant wooden fence, from the side of Su Ming fierce It rushed over and landed on the ground, making a loud bang, causing the ground to tremble and the snow to burst.

A wave of anger was set up and spread toward the eight sides. Fortunately, Su Ming’s vigilance allowed him to avoid it in advance. Under the rolling of the turbulent waves, his body swayed and landed and ran forward toward the front.

"Want to go?" A cold sigh came from a distance, but saw a young man in a thick linen shirt, wearing long hair, showing the stern color, is striding.

Su Ming looked back and looked at it, and his eyes flashed a trace of cold.

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