Pursuit of the Truth

I realized the road of future practice and found a road where the barbarian and the fairy are different but the end point is the same, or that this is the common end of each ethnic group in the universe.

On this road, Su Ming knows that he is only taking the first step. He does not know whether he really will have such a day, to reach the realm of Lieshan, or to surpass it.

But he has a firm heart and persistent thoughts. He told himself that he must go to the limit he can get out of, because he wants to know why he was born as a dead baby, want to know if he has a mother, want Know if you have a family or not, where is your home.

Want to save the sound of the whispering of the ear for years, that call for the voice of the weak woman of my brother.

All of this requires Su Ming to control his own destiny and become a strong star in this starry sky. He can then go through it and do it one by one.

If you can't become a real powerhouse, everything... can only be like an ant, and it is determined by others.

"Never!!" Su Ming clenched his fist. He took a deep breath and blinked his eyes. After a while, he slowly recovered. He looked at the golden sword with a slight blue mans in front of him. The open mouth spit out a breath of life in the body, and this life is going straight to the sword. The moment of touching, the sword immediately trembles fiercely, and the sharp humming sounds from it. Weak eruption.

At the same time as the sound of the humming sound, Su Ming raised his right hand and grabbed the hilt of the sword. The whole person stood up from the knees, and the sword was placed on the chest. The left hand raised his fingers and pressed the sword near the sword. After the position of the handle, slowly, wipe it toward the tip of the sword.

His movements were slow and unpleasant, but there was a huge will to pervade. With the rubbing of the two fingers, the sword trembled fiercely, and it was cold in Su Ming. The sword that the **** passed was no longer shaking, until when his fingers completely wiped the sword, the sound of the humming sound suddenly came to an end.

"Sword, if you don't hold it in your hand, can you call it a sword?" Su Ming pointed a bullet on the tip of the sword, and a clear sound of the sword was swirling. The voice echoed in the East Tower and sprang out. A slap in the sky.

Hold the sword in the right. Su Ming is on the first floor of this East Tower. Slowly dancing, with the waving of his arms, the sword light flashed. One sword flower appeared, and the cold chill of the road spread, seemingly slow. But now if there are outsiders here, seeing this scene of Su Ming dancing this sword, it will definitely be a shock.

Because of this moment, Su Ming, his concentration is integrated with this sword, or accurately, it is the fusion of this sword and Su Ming, reaching a realm of humanity and sword.

After a while, Su Ming’s sword in his hand turned his hand and a sword stabbed to the ground. A majestic imposing manner and will, under this thorn, poured into the sword, as if the process of dancing before, is to launch this thorn today!

This sword caused a lot of suffocation, and it was close to the earth. The sword screamed fiercely and trembled. I seem to want to struggle in the hands of Su Ming, but I can't do it.

Seeing that the sword was about to penetrate the earth, but at the moment when the sword tip touched the earth, Su Ming’s hand suddenly stopped, and he was under this. If it contains a full blow, it will be rewinded at the moment you want to make it. There will be a great counter-attack, but this reflex is not condensed on Su Ming, but is involved in the sword.

Su Ming's hair is flying, his face is light, his face is calm, his right hand's sword is only half an inch away from the ground. His eyes are indifferent. At this moment, he is full of a cold-hearted sword.

The sword trembled, and the screaming sword was faintly faint. The sword body was more trembled and more intense. It seemed to collapse at any time. It condensed all the power of Su Ming. It should have been released and blasted into the earth, but it was not released. Instead, it erupts inside the blade, which is extremely harmful to the sword, and it can also have an impact on its sword spirit.

The technique of refining the sword, this is the method that Su Ming found from the inheritance of the red Luo, after obtaining the way of using the sword, the refining of a sword found in it.

As the party did, it was only one. In the past year, Su Ming used some of these methods to constantly refine the sword while suppressing it.

"You, can you worship me." Su Ming slowly opened his mouth.

After a brief silence, answering Su Ming is a sharp voice that is unwilling to be convinced in the sword. It is the roar of the sword spirit.

"This year, I will ask you the same words every month, my patience is limited." Su Ming faintly opened, picking up the sword and shaking it, immediately the sword ripples, and after Su Ming loosened, he The right hand raised his cockroach, and in his own eyebrows, immediately a black gas turned from his eyebrows, and the black gas turned into a sly face, like a roaring, directly rushed out of Su Ming's eyebrows, and fell into the sword.

"The evil spirits learned from the eight-story stone statues have their own unique features." Su Ming muttered to himself, his left hand raised and held the fist, and slammed into the earth, this press, Immediately, the golden light of the ground immediately dispersed, and a gush of gas poured into the East Wilderness Tower, covered with Su Ming's left hand, so that Su Ming's left hand immediately withered, looks like a skinny, but also white light.

Looking at himself filled with white light, if the bones of the left hand, Su Ming grabbed the sword, in the moment of touching the sword, the killing sword passed out a scream, but see Su Ming's left hand quickly recovered, as if From this killing sword, some strange powers were absorbed, which made his left hand return to normal.

But the spirituality of the sword is obviously weaker.

"The fascination of the genius is to sculpt the body of oneself." Su Ming’s face smiled and his sleeves slammed into it. Immediately, a large amount of golden breath suddenly poured in, wrapped around the sword and smashed it. Go continue to suppress.

After seeing the sword, Su Ming regained his gaze, looked up and looked at the tower wall above, his eyes gradually revealing a glimmer of light.

"It’s time to go to the tower again. This time, I should be able to." Su Ming took a deep breath and walked out a few steps. He stood in the center of the first floor of the East Tower, stood there, Su Ming closed. Looking up, calming my mind, letting my mind spread out, and gradually integrating with the surrounding, the golden mans around me suddenly gathered together, surrounded by Su Ming, under the rapid rotation, a golden light flashed, In the twinkling of an eye, Su Ming’s figure disappeared.

The second layer, the third floor, and the eighth floor of the East Tower are constantly appearing, especially in the eighth floor. In the golden light, Su Ming’s body slowly reveals on the ground in the center, after a while. When he was completely clear, Su Ming opened his eyes.

During the year, the reason why he could control the first layer of the Jin Mang is more and more. The main reason is that in this year, Su Ming passed the first seven layers and stepped into the eighth. Within the layer.

Every time he walks through the first floor, he will be more closely connected with the East Tower, so he can absorb more. With Su Ming’s cultivation, he could have smashed more layers, but at the third level. After he paused, he gave up the idea of ​​passing quickly.

At this moment, he stood in the center of the eighth floor, breathing deeply, his eyes showing a touch of attachment.

On the seventh floor, he passed through three months ago and stepped into the eighth floor, but until now, he was able to walk through the ninth floor.

"I didn't expect that the test of the eighth layer actually prevented me from spending three months." Su Ming shook his head, which he did not think of at the beginning, and even he felt incredible.

Su Ming lifted his footsteps and stepped forward. When he walked out of his central position, the world in front of him immediately changed. The yellow sand was full of sky, and the hot sun seemed to burn the earth. In front of him, there were four huge stone people. .

These four stone people stand on the earth, each of them is nearly a hundred feet high, looming in the wind and sand, revealing a sense of ruin.

"The East Wilderness Tower... From the second floor until now, it is clear that there are two different ways of smashing. The first one is direct blasting and sustainable progress.

The second is to go to the fusion, and after integrating it, naturally step into the next layer.

Destroy these four stone statues in the first way, you can directly pass through the eighth layer, but... If I want to do this, I can choose this three months ago. Su Ming’s eyes flashed and he came under the first stone statue. After watching it for a long while, he sat in front of the stone statue in his knees, his hands smashed, and his life repaired and dissipated, and the body was full of flesh and blood. Exudes the breath of the barbarian.

The atmosphere of this barbarian lingering, suddenly let the first stone statue open his eyes, seemingly fell on Su Ming's body, after a while, Su Ming stood up and walked to the second stone statue, where to see For a moment, he stepped toward the earth, and immediately there was no barbaric atmosphere, and a pure immortal momentum spread from his body, causing the second stone to open his eyes.

The third one, the face is awkward, looks like a fierce god, but also in the eyebrows of this stone statue, there is a raised evil face, Su Ming standing under this third stone statue, his right hand raised, in his own eyebrows, Suddenly his eyebrows were black and sullen, and the face of the evil spirit appeared. The third stone statue immediately opened his eyes and looked at Su Ming.

A moment later, Su Ming raised his left hand next to the fourth stone statue. His left hand lingered around the white mans, and his hand in the white mans had become a dead bone, giving off a strange feeling of demon.

"Four stone statues, barbarians, immortals, evil spirits, and idiots, the initial practice of the four ethnic groups, I have mastered, the eighth floor of the East Tower, open!" Su Ming left hand, immediately that four The statue of the statue of the statue was suddenly blurred. When everything was clear, Su Ming stood at the center of the ninth floor of the East Tower.

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