Pursuit of the Truth

The rainy sky is never clear, and the dark clouds are heavy on the top of the endless sea. It is inevitable that there will be a sense of oppression. Ordinary people are already dead, even if they are lucky under this catastrophe. Surviving, this life can no longer see the clear blue sky, what you see... all are the darkness of this piece.

If you want to see the blue sky, unless you have a certain repair, you can fly this piece of rolling clouds, to the top of the cloud, you can see this covered sky.

However, flying under the clouds is simple, and it can be shuttled. This is full of thunder and lightning. It is not easy to break the clouds. It is not only a very high requirement for the flesh, but also a lesser soul. It is difficult to resist the roaring thunder in this cloud.

This thick cloud covers the former Wu people's land and also covers the barbarian...

On the earth, in addition to the sea, there is no end to it... It can only be seen faintly in the east, there is a large shadow in the rain curtain, like the land of the East, and as farther away, there is a piece of ... empty.

Nanchen, as if it is gone.

At this moment in the dark sky, under the clouds and clouds, in the rain screen, three figures are galloping, turned into three long rainbows, roaring away between the heavens and the earth.

The three men looked scared. At this moment, they started to go all the way at full speed. The two men and two women were dressed in ordinary clothes. They didn’t look too good. They were only considered to be good, the strongest man. It seems that half of the feet have entered the post-witch. As for the other man, it is about the end of the central witch.

But the strange thing is that the woman among the three is actually a barbarian, but there is no covert. The fluctuation of the bones scattered throughout the body is very clear. It looks like it is probably in the middle and late stages of the sacrifice.

With the repair of these three people. Even in the face of ordinary people who have just stepped into the post-war, they can barely fight, although they are still unbeatable, but if they are concentric, they can escape one person.

But at this moment, the three people are extremely fast, and they are whistling in the sea, just the look of their exclamation, the ultimate speed. Let people see at a glance. They are running away!

Behind the three men, there are two Changhong chasing after death, this is one old and one young. The old man looks indifferent, his body does not move, and his feet are empty. The boy behind him was proud of his face and looked at the three people who fled in the distance.

"Master, these three people are not stupid people, Ming knows that there is no life, why do you want to escape like this, if it is me, simply fight!" The boy glanced at the old man around, asked a sentence .

"Because I gave them hope." The old man's faint opening. It feels like the wind is light, as if there are too many things in this world will not make it move.

"With the master's cultivation, it is easy to kill the three people..." The teenager frowned.

"The three people are just bait. If the teacher does not come out, if you take you out to hunt, you will have more hunting. Their escape will continue to call for help, which will lead to more people in the morning. At the Moro event, you can also get enough of the battle to enter the Moro Temple." The old man is still indifferent. It seems like you can keep everything in your hands.

"Is this fishing?" The boy's face showed a cruel smile, looking at the three people fleeing in front. The smile is more prosperous.

"Morro event..." This juvenile look has expectations, and these four words are very attractive to him.

"After half a year after the Moro event, there will be a large number of people coming to the South Morning to collect the spirit of the place, so we have to stagger the time and come early."

The two men and the teacher were talking, but they saw the sea beneath the fleeing three people in front of them. They suddenly burst into a large block. In the splash of the sea, four figures roared, and the four figures were extremely fast. When I rushed out, I went straight to the sky. After it appeared, I turned into four people.

All four of them were middle-aged, three of whom were barbarians and one was a witch. When the four appeared, all of them broke out of their own cultivation. It was almost the moment when the four people appeared. The three men fleeing in front. It was also an instant, and they did not hesitate to rewind, and with the four people, rushed to the young and old.

"The district sacrifices the bones, the central witch, and dares to ambush in front of the old man." The old man faintly opened his mouth, while his eyes were disdainful, his right hand lifted up and pressed toward the sea below.

Under this press, the sea roared and set off a big wave. This big wave was soaring, and it was surrounded by the moment, and the sound of roaring and screaming whirls in the round, in the moment of the big waves, seven people. Five people directly exploded, turned into flesh and blood, and the other two men, a man and a woman, squirted blood, with sorrow, hurriedly retreated, and then flew again at full speed.

The old man stood in the same place and shook his head.

"The people of Nanchen are vulnerable and can't be beaten. If you kill enough three hundred, you will get enough combat power." The old man faintly opened and continued to chase toward the two in front.

The boy looked at his master with a look of adoration and quickly followed.

......

Far from the depths of the Dead Sea, somewhere in the darkness, there is a strong light that disappears. The place where the light dissipates comes from the bottom of the sea, from where there is a door filled with decay.

This door almost collapsed, and after the light dissipated, a figure appeared.

This figure is Su Ming!

Su Ming was immersed in the bottom of the Dead Sea. He looked back at the door. After a long while, his body swayed and ran straight to the top of the sea. The Dead Sea did not have much light. There were many sea creatures, but they flew out in Su Ming. For a moment, a glimmer of purple light emanating from him was to let all the fierce objects around him shake off and quickly avoid them. So Ming’s feelings became a terrible existence.

Su Ming silently galloped in this dead sea, and its speed was fast. There was a whirlpool in the bottom of the sea. The whirlpool slammed and moved, and even the sea surface slowly turned. After a while, the sea surface suddenly exploded. When the roaring sound echoed, Su Ming’s figure rushed out from the bottom of the sea.

The sea water picked up, merged with the rain curtain of the sky, and re-sprinkled the earth. Su Ming stood on the sea. He looked around, an empty endless, and let Su Ming remain silent for a long time.

"South morning... It should be gone." Su Ming's eyes fell on the south, where the barbarians were, where the ninth peak was.

Looking at it, Su Ming’s eyes began to have deep thoughts. He missed the ninth peak, missed the master, missed the master, the second brother, and the tiger.

"Twenty years..." Su Ming murmured. He has left the ninth peak. It has been twenty years. He returned from the frozen world at this moment. He is very eager to go to the barbarian land and go to the ninth peak to see. Everything that used to be.

In this thought, Su Ming’s body swayed and turned into a Changhong, galloping across the heavens and the earth, whistling away in the direction of the barbarian land.

His cultivation is undisguised, the momentum of the sky, the amazing speed, and the chill that existed from Su Ming for several years, making him in this flight enough to make all the people who are aware of it shake.

Even if it is repaired into the realm of the soul and the post-witch, if you feel the smell of Su Ming at this moment, there will be a sense of pressure, this feeling can be turned into a shock!

Su Ming galloped, no pause, his eyes fell on the sea below, he saw an island floating on the sea!

"South morning is in the midst of an impact, and it is torn apart... either collapses and sinks into the sea, or turns into a number of islands. The entire south morning landscape has been completely changed."

Su Ming shook his head, his figure flashed, and disappeared instantly. When it appeared, it was already far away. When the barbarian was moving forward, he was suddenly moving forward, and he suddenly looked at the sea in the distance.

"There is..." Su Ming stunned and changed direction.

......

On this dead sea, there is an island that looks small and filled with rocks, without any vegetation, and looks bare.

There are no islands here, even around the south, and there were no islands in the same year, but after the catastrophe, the islands gradually appeared.

There are less than 20 people living on the island, and there is a light curtain on the island, which forms a simple protection. In the island, these dozens of people have built a few simple cave houses to live here.

The place where their Dongfu is located looks like a valley. There is a statue at the cliff above the valley. This statue is roughly carved out. It can be faintly seen that it is a man with a long hair.

The man looked up and looked at the distance, holding a big bow in his right hand, but his face was blurred and he could not see clearly.

Underneath the statue of the man, two old men are sitting cross-legged on the rock. These two are ragged, sullen, and meditating. The smoke is scattered from the cave in the valley below. It is the people in the family. prepare food.

For the tiny tribes of nearly 20 people, life begins to pass as they gather from the island.

In a short time, people from the cave house came out of this place. There were men and women, old and young, who came to the top of the valley and squatted in front of the statue.

"My life is born in the wild, there is no future, because the future needs us to create ... to worship the ink, until the family is not..."

"Ink is a god, I am waiting for the spirit, the words of worship, life will last for generations..."

"Under the Tianhe Mountains, the land of assembly, the people of the family must remember from generation to generation, find... Tianhe Mountain..."

This kind of worship every day, in the past few years, they have been rain or shine, and everything can not interrupt their devout ritual.

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