Pursuit of the Truth

Light may be only one in the ordinary.

But at the moment, in the eyes of Su Ming, light is divided into two kinds, one is the overbearing of glare, and the other is the softness of weak awns.

The glory of the sun and the moon statue reflects the entire secret room, so that every position of the room is covered by light. The overbearing and softness are not interlaced. Instead, the room is divided into two semicircles centered on the place where Su Ming is located. .

One is overbearing, and the other is soft like water.

With the eyes closed by Su Ming, there are two different colors, which make his body appear to be scattered at this moment. With his nose tip in the middle, the body has become two different strong. Dark light.

Su Ming's hands are palms up and placed on the knees, and the right hand of the Daoshan Mountain, at this moment in the light, gradually has a feeling of being like a living, the ghost is more and more, the ghost above it. Bats, bursting out.

After a while, the ghosts of Daoshan Mountain suddenly looked up, and the whole body was twisted. It floated up from the Daoshan Mountain. The body was like a mist, surrounded by Su Ming, and swam between the strong light and the weak mans. It looked very strange. .

Su Ming looked as usual, still closed his eyes, his left hand was too flat, and there was a roar at this moment, slowly disintegrating, and turned into an illusory shadow of an elephant and a scale, with that ghost Walk together.

"As long as you believe in the power that exists, it appears!" Su Ming's eyes are open, and his eyes are in the light of the light of the chamber, becoming the third illusion of light here.

At the moment when his eyes opened, he walked around Su Ming's Taoist devil, and Yang Tian made a groan. In his shackles, his left hand slammed up and grabbed the scale that he was walking around.

The scale is in his hands, as if this moment the singer became a person of the scales. While he picked up the scale, the Taiping image turned into a Changhong, and naturally appeared on the weighing pan.

All this is slow, but the real process is the completion of the count, the ghost looks no longer embarrassed, but a mess of power, while his right hand grabs, immediately grabbed the bat and hung it On the scale.

At the moment when he completed this action, what he showed in front of Su Ming was a picture of a ghost scale!

That bat, it is a scale!

Everything is so perfect, the perfect Su Ming can't find the slightest flaw, as if it should be like this.

"There are two bodies, one is the real body, and the other is the fantasy of the virtual!" The vague voice screamed from the mouth of the ghost.

"The scale of the image, if the door is the respect of the door, the power of the first spirit. The image of the virtual, like the vision of the illusion, can be weighed... This is like a three interest!"

The picture of Li Geng's scales was maintained in the face of Su Ming's three-character time. He turned into two long rainbows and went straight to Su Ming's eyes. Among them, the Taoist devil and the bat scales quickly entered Su Ming's left eye and disappeared. .

Taiping has the image and the scale, it is into the right eye of Su Ming, a flash disappears.

Su Ming’s body was shocked.

"Trust me..." Su Ming muttered, his eyes were cloudy, and he really felt the power contained in his eyes at the moment, because this power is in his mind, and now is a strong voice.

This voice carries the supreme majesty, such as roaring, the voice is constantly echoing, Su Ming does not feel the danger, this is not a spiritual connotation, ready to win, this is a kind of remnant in the years, I do not know How many years ago the voice.

This sound can't be heard in ordinary times. Only in the light of the statue of the sun and the moon, after the Taoist devil and the Taiping have the same image and belong to one person, they are driven by the power of the gods and unfold the picture of the ghost scales. It will only appear.

Or, the picture of the ghost scale is the core of the three-door heaven, and the strange power that Su Ming longs for in the three-door road is... it is hidden in the picture of this ghost scale... that sentence, three Words!

"Trust me..." This voice constantly echoed, so that Su Ming had a sense of obsession.

Store a sound with an illusory picture, cover it with three gates. This sound, these three words, is the core and the source of that strange power.

"I didn't expect it, this made me the power of attachment... It was just this sentence that evolved." Su Ming's eyes flashed, and at the moment he looked very demon, his murmured voice seemed to carry one. A sense of innocence.

"The vicissitudes of this sentence... and with only one sentence, you can condense such a powerful force, and it is by no means... God can do it!

I am afraid that the origins of these three gates must be before the sun, the moon, and the gods, or that... this is an ancient existence that is more ancient than the sun, the moon, and the gods. Su Ming's heart accelerated and jumped a few times. His eyes were stunned, his hands on his knees, and he slowly tried to hold it from the open.

"This power needs to be sentimental. The ancestors of the jade family have groped for some experience from within, so they can start this kind of power... I can feel that if I can hold all my hands and engrave my body, then The strong and weak rays reabsorb ****, then... I can succeed."

In the process of Su Ming's hands clenching his fists, the light of this chamber was immediately distorted sharply, as if the light had turned into a ray of light, which was condensing from the hands of Su Ming in all directions.

Time passes slowly, and the blink of an eye is one day.

On this day, Su Ming did not blink at all. His eyes were getting stronger and stronger. At the same time, the edge around the chamber had turned dark from the previous light.

Look, this secret room is very strange, as if the light is confined to a certain area, and the black and white courtyards around it are clear, if there is a boundary, separate them.

Su Ming here, his face is flashing and bright, and there are countless bloodshot faintly visible in the eyes of the eyes. His body seems calm, but in his heart, it is like a storm, the sound continues. Again and again, resounding again and again, screaming in Su Ming’s heart.

At the beginning, it took a long time for this voice to reappear, but now, this voice seems to have been connected in Su Ming’s mind, constantly swirling.

"Believe me... believe me... believe me..."

There was no fluctuation in the vicissitudes of life, which had replaced Su Ming’s thinking and replaced Su Ming’s consciousness, as if his body was empty at this moment. Only that sentence was constantly spreading.

All of this seems dangerous, but in fact, Su Ming knows that this danger is not high, and his vigilance has never been reduced. This is a sentiment, a sentiment gained from the voice left in this ancient time.

If successful, he can gain the power contained in this sentence. If it fails, it is only a failure.

Time passed again all day, Su Ming in this secret room, has been meditating for two days, the voice in his mind now has an infinite echo, slowly seems to appear a re-distribution from the outside Condensed.

Until the third day passed, the voice in Su Ming’s mind finally completed the process from diffusion to re-agglomeration, and again made a sentence.

"Trust me……"

This sentence, in Su Ming sounds, is different from all the things that I have heard before. Although he can't say the specific difference, in the moment when the sound echoes, Su Ming's mind screams fiercely.

In this roar, his consciousness was instantly distorted, as if the soul was forcibly pulled by that sentence into a strange world.

This is a broken sky, the sky is dark blue, is rapidly collapsing, the rumbling bangs echoing in the sky, you can see a beam of light, with a piercing whistling, piercing the sky, and passing At the place, the space is broken and the sky is broken.

In particular, after the light column fell on the earth, it immediately formed a ring-shaped impact, swept across the ground, and the ground layer shattered.

Like a last world, the heavens and the earth are destroying.

"Believe me..." Just then, a majestic voice suddenly came out from the land. Su Ming glanced at it. He immediately saw a mountain that was breaking and being in the undulating land. On, stand alone!

This is a young man with a blue shirt and a white hair. His appearance looks very ordinary. The ordinary is not surprising. But on his body, there is a deep vicissitude.

As if his life, he has experienced too many stories, so that he has a shock that can't be said, but it can be remembered for a lifetime.

He carried his hand and stood at the top of the mountain. His eyes were sad, his clothes were blown by the wind, and his white hair danced in the wind. He seemed to be watching the sky, his voice echoing.

"Trust me……"

Su Ming’s heart shook. He looked at the man. He saw the man in front of the man’s collapse. He was stunned by the inexhaustible creatures. These creatures trembled and obviously feared the collapse of the world, but they No one got up and fled.

They looked at the white-haired man, as if the man's words were a kind of faith for them, a supreme reverence.

"Someone once said to me, believe me, the earth is dead and I am immortal, the heavens and the earth are destroyed and I am not going to die... Today, I am telling you...

Trust me……"

Su Ming’s heart shook, and everything in front of him suddenly broke at this moment, becoming countless pieces, and the pieces fluttered slowly in front of him.

Su Ming "睁" opened his eyes, or that he was squinting, this time the soul is opened.

It is still a secret room, surrounded by darkness... Only in his hands, the sun with the left hand glare, the soft moon of the right hand, and all the light in the secret room are all condensed in the hands of Su Ming.

"I understand." Su Ming’s face showed a vicissitude of life. If you look carefully, this vicissitudes... is similar to the white man. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to (this site) to subscribe, reward, your support is my greatest motivation.)

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