Pursuit of the Truth

"The original life can be used in this way." Su Ming reveals that this paper symbol is the same treasure, it contains the breath of life, can give life to people, the great Wu Gong got this paper sign, integrated into the body You can change your life and become the life of nine deaths.

Grabbing the paper's hand and slamming it, the paper sign was immediately smashed by Su Ming, and the rest was gone.

"The technique of giving life to outsiders can improve one's own cultivation, but this way is no less than the promotion of the seedlings... as in the case of Simaxin that year."

Su Ming is more profound about the understanding of life.

As the half-cut paper disappeared into the air, that is, at this time, the ruined ripples of the self-destructive death before the Witch’s great sorcerer spread out, and Su Ming’s rifle touched it, and it became earth-shattering. The roar of the roar spread toward the eight sides.

The whole earth trembled in this blast, a crack appeared, and a large amount of sea water drowned from all directions, making this Wushen Island suddenly submerged in nearly 40% of the area.

A circle of ripples spread continuously around the air in the middle of the air. Some of the witches were dodging, and their bodies collapsed into fly ash. The ripples spread to a great distance, and gradually dispersed.

In the midst of the undulating mid-air, Su Ming's body emerged from the void, and he did not suffer the slightest injury. At the moment of self-explosion, he had already stepped into the debris space that had already been prepared.

At the moment, he looked at the sacred mountain of the Witch, because at this moment, a wave that even surpassed his cultivation, broke out in the holy mountain.

With this fluctuation, it was a figure sitting on the top of the holy mountain. It was a teenager who seemed to be only ten years old. However, there was a vicissitude in his body. He sat there kneeling. , eyes... have been completely replaced by the crescent of the crescent, making others look at them. There will be a feeling of being ingested.

On his forehead, a half-cut yellow paper with a rune on it, the rune is broken, but it can be seen that the whole shape is the crescent.

"I remembered who you were. When you were with the evil spirits, you were with the old man and the old man, Su Ming!" The boy looked at Su Ming. Slowly open.

"There is a yin and a stagnation in the moon... If the nine of the people are dead and nine lives... The request is only complete. This is... the old man’s master, the nine deaths." The young man looked at Su Ming, who was hundreds of feet away. Slowly stood up. Worried to Su Ming.

"Not taught..." When the boy was holding a fist, he looked up at Su Ming.

At the moment, the great sorcerer has changed his body temperament too much. Compared with the only one, such as different one.

"The coldness of the winter, if the end of life, winter, autumn, summer and spring, for ... Su Mou's life." Su Ming looked at the big witch, the young boy, a large sleeve, a fist to worship.

The Wuzu Dawugong now turns into the appearance of this young boy. It is Su Ming who has never appeared in the memory of the reincarnation. He remembers the ninth resurrection of the last Wuhua Dagong. It is a look of a thirties in a thirties.

But now, it is a teenager.

Obviously, the life of the great sorcerer’s nine deaths is eventually reduced, and the more he is cultivated, the stronger it is. Now, in this scene, it can be seen that this great witch is better than that. He has also refined a lot, and he has a deeper understanding of the nine deaths he has been given.

"My teacher has said that it is difficult to be in control of one's own life. It is perfectly suited to oneself... unless I can practice until the death of nine infants, it is possible to integrate this life...

Fight with you today. There are many gains, and there are signs of breakthroughs. Please also enlighten me to help me break through. This is a great grace, a certain... I will never forget. The young man heard Su Ming’s self-realization, and his face was immediately excited. He once again bowed to Su Ming, and his body slowly rose. After the whole person floated a hundred feet, his right hand was lifted up and shot on the holy mountain behind him.

Suddenly the mountain came out of roaring, gradually no longer an illusory flash, but completely solidified, a huge crack appeared from the mountain, under the roar, the mountain gradually divided into two halves, a ray Flying out of it, it fell in front of Su Ming's big.

It was a coffin, a bite... the coffin that Su Ming had seen in the past.

"This thing is the thing that you touched when you saw you for the second time that year. This thing comes from the immortal. It should be eroded by the yin and death. You should come here for this thing, great enlightenment, this thing is sent "The boy's eyes are out of obstinacy and fanaticism. At this moment, he and Su Ming have not seen a big witch."

The other party at the moment is more like a breakthrough for cultivation. In order to fuse the life of the nine deaths, you can pay for all the seekers.

Pursue the life and achieve oneself, this is the search for life.

Su Ming looked at the boy's eyes carefully. In those eyes, he couldn't see the blackmail, couldn't see the conspiracy, and saw only the attachment to the nine deaths and the breakthrough.

This kind of attachment is very similar to Su Ming in some respects.

"I have come here to save you, but you still need the blood of Ji Li in your body." Su Ming looked at the coffin in front of him, his look gradually softened, and he took a look and reminiscence, after the coffin was put away, he Slowly open.

The boy was silent, and after a long while, he smiled freely and raised his hands. The shot was suddenly flashed at the palm of his hands. As the palmprint changed, a transparent coffin appeared. In front of him.

This coffin is not big, because it is transparent, you can see a dry cheekbone lying inside.

Looking at the cheekbones, the boy raised his right hand, pointing at the brow's eyebrows, and flew out of the purple blood with a thick scent of the witches. The blood went straight to Su Ming.

Su Ming grabbed his left hand and immediately saw a jade bottle in his hand. After the blood was put into it, the color of the jade bottle immediately became purple.

"The blood of the lords of the nine dynasties of the dynasties was swallowed up by me. The refining and refining in the body became the blood of nine drops of witchcraft. I thought this blood could help me break through, but it has been useless for years... send you four drops, please also Enlighten me!" The boy took a coffin and immediately the coffin fell to the ground.

With a bang, the young boy’s eyes showed a strong light while the coffin fell on the earth. His right hand was lifted up and pointed at the half of the rune.

Immediately after the rune radiated a soft light, and the whole body was covered, the boy gradually became longer and longer with the speed visible to the naked eye, such as the doubling of the years. The skin gradually became a sense of streamer, and its body grew slowly. From a teenager, it became a young man of twenty-five and six years old.

At the same time, his body suddenly appeared to overlap, and one person came out from inside. It was the boy who pointed to the twenty-five-year-old himself. Look at Su Ming

"This is my eighth life. The life of the youth!"

In the one he opened, the young man blinked and his body passed away again. After turning his eyes into his thirties, his body appeared to overlap again, this time. From the man in his thirties, the young man walked out of the overlap, stood next to the juvenile, pointed to himself in his thirties, and looked at Su Ming.

"This is my seventh life, the fate of the prime!"

This strange scene makes Su Ming's eyes condense.

He saw that the 30-year-old body grew up again, and the same scene appeared when it looked about around forty.

"This is my sixth life. The fate of middle age!"

"This is my fifth life, half a hundred lives!"

"This is my fourth life, the twilight!"

Standing next to the boy at the moment, from the youth year to the hair horns have become the white old man, there are five different ages of the witches.

In the same way, on the body of the old man whose hair is white, the passage of time is still going on...

"This is my third life. The fate of the next year!"

"This is my second life, the fate of death!"

"This is my first life, the light is dead!" The last one appeared next to the boy, it was Su Ming's first sight of the witch clan. Around the face, a dead air filled the body. The yellow teeth are almost empty teeth, and the eyes with the crescent are standing next to the boy.

"And I am the ninth life." The teenager looked at the eight different ages standing next to him, and when he whispered, he looked at Su Ming and showed his attachment.

"This is my life of nine deaths, Su Daoyou, please enlighten me."

Su Ming was silent for a moment, looked at the boy, and looked at the eight different ages of the big witch, and after a long time he pointed to the coffin on the earth.

"He, is it the first life?"

When the boy looked down and looked down at the coffin in the earth, his body suddenly trembled, and his eyes gradually revealed a clear understanding, but it was still unclear.

"From the body of the lamp to the crying baby, this is from death to new life. The road to this life is similar to that of Su Mou, but it is different." Su Ming sighed for a moment, and when he opened his mouth, he raised his left hand and immediately in him. There was a piece of snow on the palm of the hand, and the snow was chilly and filled all around.

"This is my life..." Su Ming looked at the snow falling on the palm of his hand. As his words said, the snowflakes gradually changed their color, no longer white, they were red, not red, but... Autumn colors.

A faint vitality was mixed in the midwinter and turned into the meaning of autumn.

"You, do you understand?" Su Ming waved his left hand, and the snow in his hand was scattered.

The young man trembled, his eyes were confused and embarrassed, and he realized his understanding and ignorance. He faintly felt that he seemed to understand something, but he could not see the context.

"From death to life, what is needed is real death... and you know that you will not die, the life of nine deaths, seemingly not dead, but in fact... this unconscious consciousness makes you lose your desire for life, so How can you talk about life?"

Su Ming faintly opened.

The boy’s whole body slammed, and when he looked up, he looked at Su Ming. After a long time, his look was decisive, and his right hand lifted up to the earth and his body was smashed.

With a bang, the coffin shattered, and the flesh inside it collapsed directly. The remaining five drops of Wuyuan’s blood flew out, and the young man’s sleeves were rolled to Su Ming.

"Da En remember!" The young man clenched his fist and bowed deeply toward Su Ming.

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