Pursuit of the Truth

dusk.

In this starry sea of ​​stars, on this continent, Su Ming saw the rising sun, saw the sunset, and saw the evening.

This matter cannot be explained. It is clearly in a dark starry sky. It is clear that this continent is floating in the stars, because of the sunshine, why the day and night.

But the sun is indeed there. The strange thing is that when you step into the starry sky, you can't see it, but if you are on the comprehension star, or on the continent chosen by the ninth, you can see it.

This point, Su Ming asked the ninth.

"That is... the heat of the fifth oven. Before the fifth oven, the world of Shenyuan Xinghai was dark. The darkness here is endless in the endless years, people are used to the relative darkness.

After the arrival of the fifth oven, it made the Shenyuan Xinghai shine.

However, you can see it, but you can't find it, unless it is in front of everyone every other time. Some people rumor that the fifth oven is in its real position in the world of whirlpool. "This is the answer to the ninth."

Su Ming sat on the rock and watched the sun in the fifth oven in the distance gradually fall. At this moment, it can be seen that the sun is not a circle, but has the outline of an oven, then... Sure enough, it is the fifth oven.

The afterglow of the evening sprinkled on the earth, with the warmth of the day, melted with the cold wind that blows, and fell on the human body, can not tell whether it is warm, or cold.

Su Ming has been sitting here for two days. His heart has come to the wasteland of Shenyuan. After a rare calm, he can watch the sunrise and watch the sunset. The tribal lifestyle here may not be suitable for the monks. But for Su Ming, it is full of familiarity in his memory.

People, always in a familiar familiar encounter, like to recall the past, like to immerse themselves, to look back at their own lives.

The sound of children playing in the ear made him think of the Wushan Department, the friendship between the ninth tribes, let Su Ming think of the ninth peak, watching everything around, Su Ming told himself more than once, here ... is a tribe where Shizun once lived for many years.

The people here, there may still be a figure in their memory.

"If the master brother, the second brother, and the tiger son know the news of the master, and they came here together, how good it is..." Su Ming shook his head.

Sunset, the sky falls at night.

The surroundings gradually became quiet, and the children's play became a well-proportioned breath. The old man's sleep, the ninth family successively meditated or slept, making the mountain completely silent in the middle of the night.

Su Ming is still sitting on the rock, watching the dark night sky, not seeing the moon, not seeing the stars, seeing only the endless darkness, as if the whole world is in this moment, only his own, this feeling, Su Ming is used to it.

Since getting used to this life is a sadness of fate, then why not be able to extricate yourself in memory, always like to see the dark sky on the dark sky, a scene of fireworks in my heart.

Since I am used to life, I am always going alone. If I have a past life, he will have been reincarnation for thousands of years.

Su Ming smiled in this darkness.

This smile can not see the bitterness of the outsiders. Only those who have really laughed like this will see the ripples in the water in the reflection of the water. Only those who have tasted this water will know the water. The bitterness.

"What happened to you..." A soft voice, without breaking the thoughts of Su Ming sinking into the darkness, but gently blending in, surrounded by Su Ming's ear, turned into a shadow wearing a burlap coat. Slowly walked out of the house and sat gently beside him.

"Homesick." Su Ming whispered.

"If this is the case, we can leave tomorrow." Xu Hui looked at Su Ming in the dark, only to see the outline, but she liked this kind of gaze, because she understood that only at this time, she saw Is the real person, not... the road.

She understands that she understands, but she does not want to say.

"Do you believe in life?" Su Ming shook his head.

"Letter..." This is Xu Hui's soft answer after a few moments of silence after a few moments of silence.

" Among the monks, there are not many people who believe in fate." Su Ming looked at Xu Hui through the darkness.

"I believe, otherwise I will not appear here." Xu Hui whispered.

"When you are hurt, you can go to the Guro, and I...have not been home yet." Su Ming was in the darkness, and the voice brought out the vicissitudes of life.

"You stay here, is it waiting for me to hurt?" Xu Hui looked at Su Ming.

"Sleep, I want to meditate here alone." Su Ming did not answer, but a calm opening, there was no vicissitudes in his voice, no remembrance.

Xu Hui was not staying. She stood up and walked to the house, leaving the darkness alone to Su Ming.

"You may be homesick, but more, you are thinking about one person." In the house, Xu Hui’s voice came, and the voice drifted into Su Ming’s ear.

Su Ming was silent, closed his eyes, immersed in the darkness, meditating silently, and running his own cultivation. In this cold wind, he seems to have returned to the ninth peak, and seems to have returned to the cave outside of him. Meditate, watching the sunrise and the same.

Monk, no dreams.

Because the dream emerges from sleep, and the sleeping thing can be replaced by meditation for the monk, but this night, Su Ming is doing a meditation, he made a dream.

In the dream, he returned to the land of the barbarian. In his dream, he saw the ninth peak, in the dream... He also saw Wushan, and saw the figure in the jungle in his childhood tribe.

There are little red, there are... that lonely standing under a big tree, in this snow, wearing a white mane long coat, a girl with wild beauty, alone, waiting on the snow .

Waiting for an appointment, a contract with her and a boy.

In the distance, the peaks of the mountains are stacked, the sky is cold and the moon is thin, and the earth is covered with snow and pine. The waiting woman is still watching the place.

A wind and snow dust, a change in the annual ring, whether she has no regrets...

Just in the clouds, separated by a few square stars, separated by a few layers of sky, no more books can be sent.

Years of the millennium, there is no trace of falling water, the annual cedar is similar, the red color does not know whether it will subside, whether the still water can also... no trace.

"You promised me a bright future, and I have been waiting for you for a thousand years. Just, don't let me wait too long, don't let silence be bleak."

Su Ming opened his eyes, and his voice echoed in his dreams. He suddenly understood that what he thought might not be a family, nor a person, but... a convention a thousand years ago.

"Is this my obsession, or, this is someone who deliberately let me start this obsession." Su Ming looked at the distant sky and gradually appeared bright from the darkness, watching the nighttime water wash Go, in his heart, asking himself.

"Otherwise, why do I always think of that agreement, otherwise... I don't think about Bai Ling, otherwise... Why did I have a dream when I was meditating?" Su Ming's eyes narrowed from the confusion, but even more It reveals a sense of coldness, like an ancient beast, awakening in a deep sleep, revealing the inviolability of its blood.

A hegemonic breath suddenly spread from Su Ming's body. He stood up against the first sunshine of the sky, stood up and stood under the rock. His figure was shrouded in the sun at this moment, turning around. Su Ming stared at the sky that was shot toward the sun.

In his eyebrows, the purple line suddenly opened up, turning into evil eyes, and the clouds lingered into ghosts. All of them looked at Su Ming's eyes.

At the same time, in this sky, in the unmanned, another Su Ming appeared, which is the shadow of his separation of the emptiness, in the eyebrows of the emptiness, a sinister eye appeared at a glance Direction, look.

Then, in the different places in the West Ring, in the purple starry sky, the squatting squatting of the scorpion, his arm on the candle nine yin snakes coiled, Er Cang's eyes split open, with one of them opened His eyebrows of evil eyes!

During the evil eye, the ego turned his head and looked in the direction of Su Ming.

This is the power of Su Ming's three major repairs at the same time to launch the evil eye, and at the same time broke out all the power to repair, to see the endless nothingness.

Their eyes penetrated nothingness, such as shuttle through the years, crossed the boundaries of the four real worlds, crossed the entrance to the abyss wasteland, and looked at the morning of the real world!

I saw the huge road in the morning, the place that belongs to the immortal. At this moment, a war is erupting. It is the war between the Xian and Daochen. It is an inexhaustible monk in the sky. The endless magical power of life.

I saw, behind the boundless battlefield, a large array of land debris, in the middle of the position, lying in the flesh.

I saw the figure standing in the black robe next to the flesh. The man raised a slightly dry right hand and pressed it against the flesh of the flesh. He was followed by a man who was also dressed in black. Robe, but from the figure, it was a woman, she was whispering there, her voice echoing around.

"...just, don't let me wait too long, don't let the silence become bleak." The woman's voice was soft, with a recollection, with a sorrow, in the moment when she finished the sentence, suddenly the right hand pressed The tall black robe figure of the flesh and spirits, looked up fiercely and looked at nothingness.

With a bang, a force of impact circling here and there, the impact of the wind, did not roll the black robe of the tall figure, but opened the woman’s robe next to it, revealing a revealing in the Soviet Union The face in the name.

That is... Bai Ling’s face!

The expression on the face is completely different from the sadness of the previous words. It is indifference, and there is no calmness in the slightest emotion. (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.)